Baiyun Temple is a Taoist temple near Yangzhou City. It has been abandoned for a long time due to disrepair. Today, Qingcheng sent several people here as promised to make final preparations for fighting with the evil ghost sect.

As soon as the fire cloud descended, the four people showed their figures. Tian Wen's fat body took the lead and pushed open the half-covered broken wooden door. He saw an old man with an ancient face sitting cross-legged in the Tai Chi Hall. His hands and feet were thick, his clothes were worn, and his face was wrinkled and dark, just like an old farmer in the field.

"Gu Hai, you are here after all!" Tian Wen sighed.

"Mr. Situ really scratched my itchy spot and had to come," said Master Gu Hai with a smile.

"Not only that!" Tian Wen pointed at him and joked, "You are here to add icing on the cake."

"You are not authentic to Lao Tian's words. Even if you send carbon in the snow, I have to take care of my life. Besides, before coming, Situ was ordered by his master to bring Master Fang's hand to the position of Elder of Emei. Maybe in a few months, I will be a fellow disciple with you!" Venerable Gu Hai said happily.

When Tian Wen heard this, she was stunned, and a strange color flashed across her face. After a while, Fang He smiled and said, "Teacher Fang is so quick to start!"

The face of Venerable Gu Hai remained unchanged, as if he had not heard the subtle voice of Tian Wen. The Huo Dao Ren said again: "Come on, Gu Hai, old friend, I will introduce you to my disciples from the Yuxu lineage of Qingcheng, namely Song Dazhu, He Qin, Zhou Qian, Zhou Qian or my junior brother Jiu! I have never seen the elders!"

"Oh? That guy can actually be patient and accept disciples, it's really rare!"

"Sir!" Several people saluted one after another.

Gu Hai nodded, raised his hand, threw out three objects, shot at the three people, and said with a smile: "A little bit of a word, let's keep it for fun."

Zhou Qian stretched out his hand and stretched out his palm, and saw a drop-like object falling into the palm of his palm, as if it had no weight.

"This is one yuan of light water!" Tian Wen glanced at it and said, "You can take it directly to wash the internal organs, or you can transform it into water and water the spiritual field. Isn't thank you for your uncle!"

"Thank you for the rewards of the uncle," said the three of them. Gu Hai waved his hand, not caring, and chatted for a few more words, and then a few more lights fell at the same time. The first one was Situ Ming. The three of them behind him had extraordinary temperaments, a young and beautiful nun, a middle-aged Taoist priest with a square face and three long beards; there was also a monk wearing a red cassock, and there were also juniors in groups of three or three, with no less than fifteen or sixteen people in total.

"Master Tianyin, Brother Yiyezi, I have been missing for a long time, oh? I didn't expect that the Puding Monk of Xiao Leiyin Temple is also here, and I used to be in a desperate situation!

"You all will join in the grand ceremony, so you will naturally have to count the little monk." Pu Ding said with his hands.

Tianyin Shenni and Yi Yezi also returned the gifts one after another. Both of them have a connection with the seven sects. Tianyin Shenni and Yu Shenni are sisters of the same sect. They both worshipped Xinru Shenggu at that time. Tianyin is his lay disciple. Although he did not belong to Emei, he had a close relationship. Yi Yezi and Qingcheng head Ai Ruzhen are very close friends, so he is not to avoid such a big deal.

After a while, the old man named Qin Baitong from Jin Hook also came, but said that Zhao Tianshi had not been healed and was still being treated. After entering the hall, the guest and the eldest and young were sitting down. Situ Ming said in a voice: "Demons, ghosts, everyone can kill them. Now the Tao has risen and demons are eliminated. It is the time when we clean up the world. There must be a bright world. The old monsters in the Evil Ghost Sect have the name of demons and are like ghosts. Now it is time for Haha, the old demon is about to pass the tribulation and it is difficult to clone them. The other three have to block the left and right, like rain in the shabby house, which can be wiped out together, and this is a great harm.

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a stir in the audience. The disciples of each family were whispering, either excited or worried, and all kinds of expressions were hard to say. However, several old sword immortals were there, and it was obvious that they had expected it.

Situ Ming said again: "Uncle Zhao Gongming from Lianshan Sect has long been lying next to him in secret. A few days ago, he sent a message saying that the old demon had set a place to pass the tribulation. In just half a year, he had to forcibly resist the power of heavenly punishment. This is an opportunity for a thousand years to meet in the south. Although my Taoism is shallow and my magic power is low, I am not afraid of death. I hope to kill the demons and eliminate the demons. Please help me with my seniors!"

The few people sat down and nodded. The leaves held their beards and smiled and said, "It's true. What strategy do you have for your own treasure? Don't cherish it yourself. If it's really wonderful, we old guys can still be used."

"Thank you, senior, I'll throw away the bricks and attract jade. Haha, the old demon practiced "Blood River Jing". He used the Netherworld Blood Water for his own use, so that even the wronged souls and souls in the river could not be reincarnated. He had already hurt the heavenly harmony. However, because the old demon was well covered by it, he never took it; after being trapped, the heavenly punishment he received was probably not inferior to the heavenly tribulation that several seniors had passed, and even if he was lucky, he would die without life when he met us again. Therefore, the old demon only had two ways. One was to overcome the tribulation in advance and survived this disaster before we reacted; the other was to suppress the magic power, and when it was exhausted, he forced you to retreat, quietly find a secret place, avoid my right vision, and then use the method."

"No one can guess what the old demon thinks, but I have ideas, but I can entangle them so that they cannot advance or retreat..."

Situ Ming slowly said what he thought in his heart, but it was a clever plan. Using this method could really make the old demon go in a dilemma. Several seniors nodded repeatedly, obviously agreeing. After saying that, they added some corners and then took action separately. Except for the Venerable Gu Hai who stayed behind, the other three, together with Situ Ming, went to Zhao Gongming's letter to work together to sacrifice and refine a treasure to restrain the demons. The remaining dozens of young people with shallow Taoism practiced a set of formations, called the Four Symbol Immortal Formation, which was a treasure obtained by the Tianyin Shen Ni from the cave left by the immortals of a different sect. This formation can be virtual or real, and it is difficult to separate yin and yang, and it is the best to change. It just happened to restrain the magical powers of the Tianlang True Lord, and it is also one of the keys to the fighting.

After Situ Ming left, the Jade Sword and Zhou Bofu disappeared. The younger generation in Baiyun Temple belonged to Song Dazhu, who was the most profound in magic power. He was both a great sect and a decent person. Senior Brother Song was very popular here. In the deep mountains and forests, white smoke evaporated and green light spread. In dozens of acres, all directions and eight digits were constantly changing, making people feel dazzled at first glance.

After more than half a day, the formation slowly dissipated and showed everyone's figure. Song Dazhu raised his voice and said, "Everyone, rest for a while, use some food, and then practice the transformation of the turtle and snake in the Four Symbols Gua at night."

Everyone suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. They were no more than the righteous disciples. Their magic power was really limited. They immediately meditated or talked in three or two. Song Dazhu quietly pulled He Qin to a tree and frowned and asked, "Why haven't my junior brother participated in the formation drill these days? What are you busy with?"

"Oh, he mentioned to me that his flying sword was broken by the jade sword. Now only wood is left, so he wants to sacrifice and refine a magic weapon before the war, ready for emergency needs."

"Then why don't you tell me?"

"Forgot." He Qin scratched her head and said embarrassedly.

It turned out that in the cave where the Qingcheng Sect was located, a huge alchemy furnace stood in it. The demon fire in the ghost-turning elixir furnace was raging, and an egg-sized red bead was dripping around it. The magic fire threads penetrated into it, as if they were nourishing it. Zhou Gan was pinching his fingers and pouring the innate Taiqing fairy energy into it to help it restore its power.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he nodded to Xiaoliu. Xiaoliu understood and raised his hand to release five black fire lines. The fifth-level true fire surged into the Lihuo Bead. The color of the bead changed from light to dark, gradually turning gray. He gritted his teeth and made up his mind, bite the tip of his tongue, spewed out a mouthful of essence and blood, and turned into a blood-colored demon flame in the air. It was the blood spirit flame he had just practiced for a while. He didn't need this thing, but Xiaoliu made up his mind to help a little bit. After all, it was apart from the sea and land. I'm afraid it would be hard to see you again in this life after parting this time.
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