Inside the largest septic tank site in Dongxia City.

The old man in gray walked slowly along the path. As he got closer and closer to the center of the septic tank, the old man's brows gradually frowned, and his already gloomy eyes narrowed and became even more gloomy.

Suddenly, the old man in gray stopped without warning. He stretched out his cuff and shook his right hand, and three black talisman papers painted with gold paint appeared out of thin air and were pinched in his hand by the old man.

The closer it is to the central area of ​​the septic tank, the more severe the bloody smell floating in the air. Even ordinary people can see wisps of fishy, ​​black and weird fog floating in the air, let alone a true practitioner like the old man in the gray.

In the eyes of the old man, this huge septic tank site is like a strange creature, full of dangers.

For practicing, among practitioners, no matter whether the mountain gate is the same or not, if you go up the mountain and embark on the path of practice, the names in the world will be forgotten over the long years.

The old man in gray had long forgotten his name in the world.

Now he only remembers that he is a Taoist priest who is a generation of Zhenglu Shandan in Qinglianzhou, Zhang Dancun.

The old Taoist named Zhang Dancun pinched the talisman in his hand, walked two steps forward, and threw out the three black talisman papers in his hand. The three talisman papers swayed in the wind, quickly flew forward for a distance and then suddenly blew up, turning into three ashes.

Immediately afterwards, three azure lightning burst out from the air.

Ah!!!

In the dark and stinky air, a scream suddenly sounded. Before Fang Ping'an, who was hiding in the dark corner, could see clearly, the shadow hit by the lightning turned into ashes and disappeared completely.

Fang Ping'an hugged his hands in front of his chest, squatting in the darkness, muttering in his heart, "It seems like this old man is quite fierce."

Although he was confused, Fang Ping'an's face looked light and looked down upon.

Judging from the power of the three talismans just now and the aura that flashed past the old man, it was indeed quite strong, but it was far less powerful than him, and it could even be said to be far behind, so Fang Ping'an was not panicked at all.

Zhang Dancun naturally couldn't find that Fang Ping'an was squatting behind him, waiting to get a bargain. The old Taoist priest's attention was more about falling into the septic tank not far away.

There is nothing strange about this septic tank, it is all yellow-brown, and most of the fishy smell in the air comes from it. However, behind the septic tank, in addition to a large feces drain, there are two very strange buildings.

There are actually two bronze statues standing on the left and right sides of the feces drain.

The two bronze statues are painted all over the body, with the eyes on the left glaring, the right hand clenched its fist and raised it over the top of its head, and the left hand pressed down. The posture is strange, like a tiger.

The statue on the right is similar to the one on the left, but it has a different posture. It holds a rusty iron lock in its right hand, raised it above its head, and holds a hilt without a sword in its left hand.

However, at this time, the paintings on the two statues were already mottled, covered in gravel and dirt. It seemed that they had just emerged from the soil.

Zhang Dancun carefully observed the two statues for a moment, and his face was terrible. The old Taoist priest quickly walked forward and respectfully circled the statue twice, and he was already in anger.

As one of the nine continents, Qinglianzhou is even more a place where Taoists hold on to the ears. Although Zhenglu Mountain is not as good as the Taoist ancestral courts such as dragon and tiger, they still have the ability to distinguish Taoist heavenly officials.

These two bronze statues are the Lei tribe sitting down to serve General Qinglei and General Shilei on the left!
Chapter completed!