Tong Rang was a down-and-out scholar, a little timid and a little vain, and sometimes he was excited by the heroes in the book. So he patted his chest and said generously: "Eliminating demons and defending the Tao is the purpose of my Taoist people. Don't worry, wait for me to destroy the monster!" After saying that, he shrank his head and looked at Zhou Gan secretly. He knew that the ability of this man in the world was still above him. He wanted to find a bodyguard, so he said carefully: "Brother Zhou, we can't ignore this, it's better..."

Zhou Gan also knew that the entire village was on the verge of collapse, and the matter was prioritized, and his behavior in order to pick up girls was indeed untenable, so he said, "I'll help you too."

Tong Yuan was immediately delighted and hurriedly said to the old master in Yangjia Village: "Why don't you take me to your Yangjia Ancestral Hall?"

The old master was also very happy and sent off the villagers of Yangjia Village, leaving only two smart and capable young people holding torches and taking the three into the depths of the dark ancestral hall. There were dozens of stone tombs in the depths of the ancestral hall, but dozens of the tombstones had been removed, and a smell of corpse came to his nose. Zhou Gan frowned and asked, "Did you stop the corpse before leaving? Which mass grave was there?"

Seeing Zhou Gan's extraordinary demeanor, the old master said respectfully: "The first and second time the villagers were afraid of stopping them. The third time the village gathered dozens of people, and the open fire was on the verge of war. He set up a pear blossom formation passed down from our ancestors in Yangjia Village. Finally, he stopped the corpses of the three ancestors. But when he was about to step forward, a black air flashed through the air and rolled through the three corpses, and the three corpses were captured by monsters. As for the place to go, it was the largest mass grave in Sanlitun nearby."

"What is the size of that black gas? What is the thickness?"

"The size of the two is about one zhang, but the black gas is a bit loose. The speed has dropped significantly after rolling up three corpses. If it weren't for flying in the air, we might not be able to intercept it."

Tong Yuan was obviously relieved and said, "Let me find a room for me to rest. Let me wait for this matter to be discussed before we can make a decision!"

The old master quickly picked the best room in the village and found two good-looking women from the village to serve him, but Zhou Gan sent him out.

Tong Yuan carefully closed the doors and windows, and then said to Zhou Gan after confirming that there was no one around: "Brother Zhou, I think I can probably guess what kind of monster we met!"

"Oh?" Zhou Gan was curious, "What kind of monster is it?"

"It is a black evil aura condensed in the Yin Evil Place of the Mass Treasure!" Tong Yuan suddenly said excitedly. "This Yin Evil aura gathers the resentment, death and murderous aura in the corpse, and gradually produces spirituality, so it can drive the corpse into the mass grave. The more corpses, the greater its power. If no one stops it, it will definitely attach a dead body and evolve into a green-haired zombie, which will be afflicted. But if we captured it before and trained it into my flying sword, then my flying sword will not need to be practiced in the blood, and the power will be five times greater. When flying out, it will carry a rolling yin energy. Anything that touches it will die." Tong Rang looked at Zhou Gan and said intimately: "When I use this treasure to go to generals and ministers, even powerful ministers on one side may not be able to do it. In the future, the territory will be expanded and the world will be remembered forever..."

Tong Yuan had failed the exam many times, and his heart was distorted and contained a sense of resentment. It was like most poor scholars who had passed the top scorer's first thing was not to be honest and educate the people; but to make a lot of money and earn back all the hardships he had suffered over the years, and then talk about the rest later.

Zhou Gan didn't know the reason, so he deliberately increased and decreased a lot of truth. However, Zhou Gan was also quite interested in the theory of gods and borrowed many miscellaneous books from Dr. Lu. He also heard that this black evil spirit contains many unjust souls and spirits. He did not want to save it but wanted to use it for himself. There might be some problems with his nature. Zhou Gan felt nervous, but he was silent on the surface. Listening to Tong Yuan's special talk, most of what he said was what he would do after he had this black evil spirit. If he was rich and noble, he would not forget each other. Zhou Gan frowned tightly and decided to pay attention to not let Tong Yuan get this black evil spirit, so as not to be in endless disasters when he got it.

Zhou Gan nodded and said, "Well, Brother Tong, do you have any good ways to conquer this black evil spirit?"

Tong Yuan said proudly: "I dare not say anything else, but I am easy to deal with this evil spirit, because my evil spirit talisman is only able to overcome this thing. Just a few dozen of them are enough to break this black evil spirit!"

Tong Yuan called the old master in the village to not disturb him. He was engraving a talisman to collect demons. He would eliminate demons and defend the way at night. The old master was very happy.

This seal carving evil-repelling talisman is different from the technique of drawing blood-removing tracery. It does not require the use of his own essence and blood. It only requires the visualization of a true qi in the Dantian. Tong Yuan's three-year visualization of the true qi is also short-line thickness, and he can draw four evil-repelling talismans, but after that, he will need to cultivate his mind for half an hour before he can draw it again.

Zhou Gan tried to visualize the true qi when he was bored. He thought that if others could not do it, his own family would probably be no exception. But unexpectedly, it was easy to succeed. A warm feeling rose from his lower abdomen and hovered in the dantian. This true qi was about the size of a little finger, which seemed to be real but not real, and seemed to be empty but not empty, and could be used at will as if his hands and feet were used. However, there were so many acupoints in his body, Zhou Gan didn't dare to let him run around, so he was entrenched in the dantian. However, he was wondering in his heart, "How does this true qi give me a sense of familiarity? It's like the feeling after eating that immortal fruit. Could it be that the immortal fruit also contained a true qi? And it was slightly red. How could I feel that this magic power was much stronger than him?"

Zhou Gan didn't know that what he thought was far from the facts. What a treasure, which was a hundred years, only one a year. Even in the eyes of cultivators, it was a top-notch variety. This kind of fire apricot was most suitable for using other herbs to make the Divine Fire Pills. After taking it, you can cultivate the Divine Fire True Evil. However, Zhou Gan swallowed it up and swallowed it whole. The huge amount of medicine contained was still lurking in his body because Zhou Gan couldn't practice Qi. By chance, some of it was still lurking in his body.

Seeing that Tong Yuan was still recuperating, Zhou Gan tried to describe an evil-repelling talisman at home. The talisman was quite strange, like a child's graffiti, but it gave people a vague feeling of solemnity. Zhou Gan concentrated his mind and thoughts were empty. With every stroke and ink, he felt that his true energy was also drawn out. The first time he was unfamiliar with his technique, he ditched a picture, but the second time he deliberately calmed down his mind, but he achieved it overnight. A faint golden light flashed and Zhou Gan knew that his family had succeeded.

Tong Yuan opened his eyes and said in surprise: "You actually became?" A hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes. You must know how hard work he had done to draw this talisman, but he had been suffering from the magic power that could not keep up with his hand speed. Since Zhou Gan was able to successfully draw it for only the second time, his talent must be above his own. He thought, "Is this week the child of the family so powerful? It seems that there are people who can practice this immortal technique besides me. They can no longer borrow this rare immortal arts from other families. As for this week the god, he is not worth worrying about waiting for me to practice the black evil spirit into the flying sword, but he must kill it in the cradle. It is enough for me to do the immortal arts in this world!'

With such a vicious idea in my heart, I laughed and patted Zhou Gan on the shoulder, pretending to be intimate and said: "Congratulations to Brother Zhou, this will make me more sure of dealing with that black evil aura!"

Zhou Gan frowned slightly, but he was wondering why Tong Yuan suddenly became intimate. After a turn, he understood, "After the apprenticeship banquet, I also talked to several thieves and thieves. Those thieves who have accumulated aged ones once said that there is no good thing to show their attention for nothing, maybe it is a bad thing to eat, yes! I have also cultivated this true energy, and I am not worried about being indifferent but not being equal. This person seems to be extremely narrow-minded!'

The night was dark and the wind was high, but the lights were bright outside the ancestral hall. Dozens of torches rose brightly, illuminating the surrounding space. Zhou Gan and Tongyuan sat cross-legged not far from the sarcophagus. Yang Sanlang, the most powerful gunshot technique in Yangjia Village, was guarding the door of the ancestral hall. Time gradually passed, but Zhou Gan felt a little strange, and the surrounding temperature dropped-

"It's almost noon, why haven't you come yet?" Tong Yuan murmured.

"No!" Zhou Gan reacted quickly and suddenly drew his sword. A ray of light flashed away. With a "bang", the sarcophagus coffin lid was in half. A faint black air enveloped the body of the ancestors of the Yang family, and gradually condensed into a black line like an earthworm and drilled into the eyes, ears, mouth and nose. Zhou Gan slapped the evil-proof talisman and chanted the spell silently. The talisman turned into a yellow light and rushed towards the black mist. The black mist was burned and smoked, and quickly turned into a wisp of blue smoke.

This was like a hornet's nest. A black air floated out of dozens of coffins at the same time, turning into a black and ferocious stream in the air. The strange hand of the palm fan size was snatched towards Zhou Gan. Zhou Gan shook the coffin lid vigorously, and the coffin lid weighing hundreds of pounds was swirling and hitting the black hand, but it seemed to pass through the black hand through the air, and the remaining momentum hit the wall.

The withered monster hand closed and pounced towards Zhou Gan. Zhou Gan jumped quickly and jumped and flashed through the three zhang range in an instant. It was obvious that he used the Flowing Cloud Flying Feather Step to practice the body at a high level. He could turn into a feather and turn it around at will. It can be said that the most complex body movements within one zhang in the world.
Chapter completed!