My villa is open to all worlds

Chapter 485 Alarmed the masters of Maoshan, the return of the ninth uncle shocked
Maoshan.

In the main hall where ancestors and celestial masters were worshipped, a soul lamp died out.

This change immediately attracted the attention of the old man who closed his eyes and meditated. The body of the commoner old man was trembling, and he looked at the soul lamp in disbelief.

Maoshan No.60 Ninth generation disciple Shi Jian died?
Upon hearing the news, the elder's face was extremely ugly, and his breathing became a bit short of breath.

You must know that today's era when the aura is weak is not as easy to train disciples as it used to be. As their new generation of Maoshan disciples, Shi Jian is quite prestigious among the famous decent sects, powerful, and has reached the peak of refining Qi and transforming gods. Looking around the world, they are all powerful and outstanding disciples.

It is not easy to cultivate such a disciple again, but somehow they fell?

Seeing the dim soul lamp, the elder in charge turned pale, and called the rest of the elders and the patriarch who was in charge of Maoshan, and said silently: "Shi Jian, the great disciple of Fuzuan's lineage, has fallen, there must be something strange about it, why don't you and I cast spells together Deduction reason?"

The elders of each lineage nodded, and several master ancestors also remained silent, obviously acquiescing to this method.

Soon, all the Maoshan Taoist priests who were at the peak of refining Qi and transforming gods worked together to deduce the magic. The talisman in front of them quietly ignited without fire, turning into ashes and filling the air. At the same time, an unknown gust of wind began to rage, and the doors and windows shook extremely loudly.

The scene in the hall was somewhat blurred, and for some reason, the burnt talisman papers turned into more and more smoke and began to fill the air, making people unable to see clearly.

Suddenly a picture appeared in the mist, it was Shi Jian driving thousands of lonely souls and wild ghosts to besiege the Yizhuang where Uncle Jiu lived, and the terrified faces of Qiusheng Wencai A Xing and the others also appeared in the picture.

Hearing Shi Jian's resentful voice, the elders couldn't help but frowned.

On weekdays, Shi Jian is aloof and proud. In front of his peers and even younger generations, he acts extremely strong and arrogant, but in front of them he is extremely respectful.

They thought it was Shi Jian's natural disposition, but he was a person who respected teachers and morals after all, but they didn't expect to drive ghosts to persecute the disciples?
Listening to the conversation between disciple Fengjiao and Shi Jian, it seems that senior brother Maoshan has done many wrong things?
Thinking of this, all the elders couldn't help but frown, even the elders of Fu Zuan's lineage who personally taught Shi Jian didn't look very good.

They also want to know how Shi Jian died and what happened afterwards, so the picture continues.

In the picture, after a group of ghosts broke through the gate of Yizhuang, dozens of zombies rushed in and hit the main hall where the ancestors of Maoshan were worshipped. This scene made several elders almost have a heart attack. I wish I could take the magic weapon of the Zhenjiao and go down the mountain to destroy that bastard who deceived his master and exterminated his ancestors.

But what happened next shocked everyone.

Shi Jian was not beaten to death by Lin Fengjiao or Qiu Sheng's juniors, but suddenly touched some terrible taboo. Suddenly, countless ghosts were wiped out, dozens of zombies were blown into powder, Shi Jian was more like As if hit by a train, he flew upside down for more than ten meters, his chest collapsed, and he couldn't die anymore!
Seeing this scene, the senior management of Zhongmao Mountain didn't know how shocked they were, and their breathing became short of breath.

They can't believe that there is such a terrifying force in the world, especially in this dharma-ending era!
The reason why when cleaning up the door, it was mentioned that the treasure of the town religion should be taken down the mountain is because there are only a few people in this era who have broken through to refine the gods and return to the void. Most of them died decades ago, and the remaining people can only practice at the highest level. It's all about reaching the peak of refining qi and transforming gods.

Because of the restrictions of heaven and earth, it is difficult to break through, and there are countless people who have died of old age and failed to take that step. One can imagine the sorrow of the Dharma-ending era.

Therefore, in the face of Shi Jian, the master Maoshan who is at the pinnacle of refining qi and transforming gods, as elders, they did not dare to underestimate them. They asked the treasure of the town to clean up the sect to ensure that the evildoer would not pull people behind before he died.

As the senior brother of Maoshan, Shi Jian is not only proficient in talisman, but also has the Lightning and Thunder Fist. He is not afraid to kill Wushuang gods and ghosts. Even some elders cannot fight one-on-one without the help of magical weapons.

But now, who is the mysterious person sitting in the Yizhuang, who can explode such a terrifying power?
They haven't seen how the other party made a move, so many wandering ghosts and a dozen zombies just died like this?

Shi Jian, who was at the pinnacle of Qi Refining and Transforming God, also died?

Died in the hands of who knows where the taboo?
Thinking of all this, the senior management of Zhongmaoshan frowned deeply.

Years of tacit understanding allowed them not to disperse the spell directly, but to work together to capture the source of that power.

Although they couldn't detect the slightest source, a tightly closed room in Yizhuang caught their attention, and they couldn't help but hold their breath after looking through the doors and windows.

In the room, there was a young man with ethereal aura who was as lofty as a celestial being descended from the sky, but who ignored all sentient beings sitting in meditation. It seemed that there was no movement at all, and no aura from heaven and earth was triggered, but they didn't know why they looked vaguely. It has reached a situation in which the vast world revolves around the young people and is supported by hundreds of millions of stars.

This miraculous scene aroused the shock of the elders, each of them held their breath, for fear of disturbing the young man.

Although they also think this idea is very absurd, how could the people in the time-traveling picture be aware of their peeping?

They are not people observing the same time, but the remnants of the past time between heaven and earth. No matter how strong they are, it is impossible to detect someone peeping at them in the future from the past pictures, right?

All the elders thought so in their hearts, but the next second they were so frightened that they broke the law in an instant.

Because the young man who was meditating in the picture suddenly opened his indifferent eyes and looked directly at him. The emotionless and indifferent eyes made their hearts tremble and their souls froze. It took a long time before they came back to their senses Come.

There was endless silence in the hall, and the light of the oil lamp stretched the shadows of the elders very, very long, as if the bitterness and silence were also stretched and deformed, making them all at a loss.

After a long time, a master who sits in Maoshan said bitterly: "Is there such a person in the world?"

Everyone laughed bitterly, not knowing how to reply.

They also can't imagine that there are still situations in the world where people can detect the peeping of future generations in the past pictures. Is such a person really a human being?
Maybe the first generation of celestial masters in Maoshan is just like this?
Especially at this time, it is still the age of the end of the Dharma, not the previous world of cultivation with rich aura!

"Everyone, how should we face this person?" The elder in charge of Fu Zuan asked bitterly: "Although he helped Fengjiao's disciples from being persecuted, this is our Maoshan family matter after all. Let outsiders intervene. What is the system?"

Hearing this, all the Maoshan executives remained silent.

What kind of system?

All of them in Maoshan can't beat that young man.

The other party just had one eye, and they were sitting on pins and needles, their souls trembled, and they almost collapsed when they used the secret method to peek at the past picture, and this was still the case without killing intent.

If they were really murderous people, wouldn't they have died countless times?

The hall fell into a stiff silence again, and a patriarch suddenly said quietly: "How are you doing?"

"I think I should go down the mountain to have a look at that expert, and make a sincere apology for the lack of discipline, and ask that senior to forgive me!"

The elder of Fu Zuan's line was indignant, upright and said: "After all, who told us Maoshan faction to do something wrong? We must admit our mistakes, and stand at attention when we are beaten. If we, the elders, cover up the muddled things for the younger generation, I think the ancestors of Maoshan will not let us go!"

"Why don't I go down the mountain immediately and look for that senior to ask for forgiveness!"

Seeing the elder's turn-of-the-road words, all the Maoshan executives were stunned...

Renjia Town, Yizhuang.

When Uncle Jiu was busy with good business and pedaled his bicycle back to Renjia Town, he suddenly frowned slightly and squinted his eyes to look in the direction of Yizhuang.

In his perception, a thick Yin Qi erupted suddenly, as thick as a volcano erupting, and the magic weapon on his body was also 'humming', as if warning him that there was something terrible.

"It's so dark, I don't know what happened in Yizhuang, Qiusheng Wencai, Ah Xing and the others should be fine, right?"

At this moment, Uncle Jiu anxiously stood up and pedaled his bicycle. The chain was knocked off several times, and finally threw the bicycle aside anxiously on the road, and then strode away.

Although Cheng Yuan, who is very powerful, is practicing in closed-door training in Yizhuang, the safety should be great.

But that thick yin energy was the most he had ever seen, like something exploded suddenly, all of them collapsed in the sky, and when he opened his eyes, the sky in the distance was completely gray, which was extremely frightening.

After running and walking away, Uncle Jiu finally returned to Yizhuang after a while, but he was a little dignified.

Yizhuang seemed to be hit by a wave of ghosts, and it was in tatters everywhere. The thick yin qi rose to the sky, and many talisman papers that were secretly arranged to prevent the impact of ghosts were also wiped out. What happened?

Panting for breath, he pushed open the gate of Yizhuang, but the next moment he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

For some reason, Shi Jian, the elder brother who was in the same line as his master Fu Zuan, fell unconscious on the ground, a large area of ​​his chest collapsed, his face was covered in blood, and he couldn't breathe. It seemed that he had been dead for a long time.

What exactly is going on?

Uncle Jiu's face was not very good-looking, and he hurried over to help Shi Jian to check his pulse, and finally heaved a sigh.

The nephew Shi Shaofeng died, and the elder brother also died. Did this line end up in his Ren family town?
The Yizhuang is in a mess, the doors of many houses are rotten, and many doors and windows have palm prints, as if they have been touched by something dirty.

Qiusheng Wencai, who was carrying a broom and carrying broken wooden boards to tidy up the Yizhuang, was also busy throwing the rags from the inside to the first yard at the entrance of the Yizhuang. When they saw Uncle Nine, they all ran over to mourn.

"Master, woo woo! I thought I'd never see you again in this life!"

"There were a lot of ghosts killed just now, master. I can't count the number of ghosts all over the place. There are more than a dozen zombies. These are all caused by the master. He said that we will give you back after cleaning up." Do it to avenge Shi Shaofeng!"

"The master is simply not human. We all said that this is Shi Shaofeng's own death, but he said that we must be killed, and we must be killed, and we must be killed before our souls are scattered!"

"Master! I miss you so much..."

For a moment, Qiu Shengwen and Cai rushed over and hugged their thighs crying, complaining like two poor and helpless children, whoever looked at them couldn't help crying.

I don't have any other skills, but Qiusheng Wencai is very good at adding oil and vinegar. What's more, the previous experience was indeed thrilling. In addition, the two of them were the darlings of Uncle Jiu who raised them since they were young. Naturally, they patted their heads with distress.

Knowing that the senior brother is cruel, but it is two different things from really knowing that the other party is attacking those around him.

Uncle Jiu couldn't help clenching his fists when he heard it, turned his head to look at A Xing and said, "A Xing, is it true?"

"Yes, master. I asked my uncle why the same family killed each other. He said that killing us ten times would not relieve the hatred, and he wanted to avenge his son Shi Shaofeng!" Ah Xing lowered his head and sighed.

"Well, I got it, let's go back. I will send a letter to the Maoshan General Altar to inform Master and Master about this matter." Uncle Jiu seemed to be a few years older, and he sighed for a while, and asked after a while: "I can feel the strong Yin Qi in Yizhuang from a long distance away. Who dealt with so many ghosts?"

Usually it is difficult to detect evil spirits, one is because they know how to hide, and the other is that the Yin Qi will not be so strong that it soars into the sky.

Except for the vicious ghosts who have killed too many people, or the number of ghosts has accumulated to an astonishing number, it is difficult to have a situation where the yin energy is so high that it can be detected dozens of miles away.

Therefore, he guessed that Yizhuang was afraid of being attacked by a wave of ghosts, so he hurried back without even giving up his bicycle.

Uncle Jiu actually had a guess in his mind that it was the young man Cheng Yuan who made the move, but he couldn't believe it in his heart.

The aura of heaven and earth is weak, and it is difficult for monks who turn into gods to return to the void. A large wave of ghosts comes, even cultivators who are at the peak of refining qi and transforming gods have to stay away, otherwise they will be hard to get the benefits, not to mention that Li Chengyuan does not have the slightest bit What about cultivation and mana fluctuations?

Although Cheng Yuan said that he is a practitioner of Henggong, it is already an exaggeration to say that Henggong is invulnerable to zombies, and he can kill ghost tides at will?

The practice of Henggong is so powerful, what kind of way do you still cultivate?
So Uncle Jiu didn't quite believe that it was Li Chengyuan's attack, but he couldn't imagine who could solve the ghost tide in such a short time. Qiu Sheng said that there were more than a dozen zombies in the ghost tide!

He is more inclined to honor the ghosts and snake gods from all walks of life for many years. These ghosts see Yizhuang in trouble and come to help.

Unexpectedly, after hearing Uncle Jiu's question, Qiu Shengwencai, who was sitting on the ground and hugged Uncle Jiu's thigh, stopped crying and complaining, and stood up with enthusiasm and began to talk about how powerful the previous scene was and how easily Li Chengyuan put those things together. All the ghosts were wiped out, and the words were dancing and dancing, and Uncle Jiu couldn't listen anymore.

"Okay! Stop talking! Isn't that what you're talking about can only be achieved by immortals? Ah Xing, tell me what happened!"

"Yes!"

Ah Xing nodded respectfully, and then told what happened in Yizhuang, Uncle Jiu became numb for a while.

Because there is no difference between what A Xing said and what Qiu Shengwencai said. It was all about talking and laughing, ghosts and ghosts scattered, zombies were wiped out, and Shi Jian, the troublemaker behind the scenes, was also killed!

How is this different from telling a story?
Let's wait and see when Cheng Yuan will leave the customs and then ask him.

Uncle Jiu didn't care about this matter any more, and asked Wen Cai to pick up the bicycle whose chain was broken a few miles away, and then went back to the room to rest.

As for Qiu Sheng, he put his arms around A Xing and said solemnly: "A Xing, I said that I picked up a magic lamp at the beginning, after a long time of friction, brother Chengyuan suddenly appeared in my room, do you believe it?"

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(End of this chapter)