Longevity starts from listening to music

Chapter 144 Opening of the Ten Thousand Spirits Raising Dragon Formation

This is Daliang, the territory of the God of War.

After saying this, without saying a word, Yan Long took out a paper figurine and threw it out. The paper figurine emitted a flash of white light, and then turned into an expressionless appearance. He was looking at the white-haired man playfully. Ghosts make a few people.

A master of the ghost sect...

He scanned it with his divine sense, and that was it.

The strongest white-haired ghost envoy is not even Xuandu, so it's really hard to arouse his interest, but these people dare to wreak havoc in Daliang, causing so many sneaks to harm the people of Daliang, as a warrior god, he has no choice but to take action.

"It's the god of war!"

"Avatar of the Valkyrie?!"

"go!"

The face of the white-haired ghost changed slightly. Judging from some rumors, a clone of the Martial God also possessed the power of Tongxuan, which he could not resist.

Without saying a word, he took the people and left.

But it is clear that the ghostly figure has blocked in front of them.

"War God, we are members of the Ghost Sect, and you, the Ghost Suppressor of Daliang, stole my Ghost Sect's skills and shielded the traitors of the Ghost Sect, it was because you were wrong first, are you going to kill us now? "

The white-haired ghost envoy said hastily.

I want to convince Mingbuyan with reason.

But Ming Buyan smiled, "You're right, what I did in this matter was indeed a little unreasonable, but in the world of martial arts, whoever has the biggest fist is right, hasn't it been like this since ancient times? ?”

"You..."

The white-haired ghost was speechless for a moment.

Then, he knew that there was no way to leave easily today, so he prepared to act first. The true energy in his body circulated, and his figure turned into a black shadow, surrounded by waves of black true energy, hitting Ming Buyan like a whirlpool.

This is the martial arts of the Ghost Sect, Yinfeng Jue!

Ming Buyan stood still at the same place, pinching the mysterious formula in his hands, and in an instant, a series of magic formulas condensed in the void, turning into five ferocious ghosts.

It was the Seven Skills of Yin Talisman that the five ghosts summoned.

The five ghosts rushed out, easily tearing apart the black true energy around the white-haired ghost envoy, and engulfed it. After a while, the ghost envoy was torn apart by the five ghosts amidst the screams, and died on the spot , and the rest were killed by the five ghosts one by one.

There is only one person left.

The other party stood there, trembling, his face pale as paper.

"Go back and tell the suzerain of your Ghost Refining Sect not to send anyone to Daliang, otherwise I will not only kill one at sight, but also personally go to your Ghost Refining Sect, Tianhai Qilin Pavilion, Wandu Cave, you should know .”

Said plainly.

"Warrior, I, I will pass it on."

After speaking, the last person fled quickly, not daring to stay for a second.

Ming Buyan glanced at Yan Long, and said lightly: "I have protected you, I hope you will not let my efforts go to waste, and work hard in the Ghost Town Division."

Yan Long nodded quickly, "Yes."

Now, he was completely bound to the Ghost Town Division.

If he dared to betray and leave Daliang, let alone the pursuit of the Ghost Sect, he would definitely not be able to pass the test of not saying anything.

Finished solving the white-haired ghost.

The unspoken avatar turned into a piece of white paper and fell to the ground.

Yanlong and the others picked up the white paper, but they didn't see any tricks when they looked at it horizontally and vertically.

"A blank piece of paper can also take form and kill people. It's really amazing."

"War God is not only like a god in martial arts, but also has achievements that are difficult for ordinary people to achieve in terms of martial arts."

In Wutongyuan.

Obviously, sitting cross-legged under the tree, he felt the same thing as the paper figurines, "Refining the ghost sect depends on whether you know each other."

Shortly after.

Two people came to visit Wutongyuan, both of them were white-haired, especially an old man in a golden robe, his aura was even more sluggish.

It looks like a candle in the wind, which may go out at any time.

These two people are none other than Ming Zhengyuan and Yinglao.

Since King Zhenbei passed away last time, these two people came back once, and spent most of their time traveling outside.

Ming Buyan glanced at Ming Zhengyuan, and sighed slightly inwardly.

The opponent's time is running out.

Only two or three years at most.

To be honest, it is not easy for the other party to persist until now.

"Over the past few years, Yinglao and I have traveled all over the north and south of Daliang, seen all the beautiful mountains and rivers, and also went to the bottom to understand the suffering of the people."

"This is the ten strategies for governing the country that I have compiled over several years, and it is a gift I brought back to Xuan'er this time."

Ming Zhengyuan took out a booklet.

Ming Buyan took it over and glanced at it, his eyes lit up.

Daliang has expanded rapidly over the years, but it has also accumulated a lot of disadvantages. Ming Zhengyuan's ten policies for governing the country are almost all aimed at the disadvantages of Daliang. It has to be said that the other party has not traveled in vain these years.

"I think Xuan'er will be very happy."

Ming Buyan smiled.

"Well, besides, I have already traveled enough these years, and I also know that I don't have a few years to live. For the rest of the time, I want to find a place to live in the capital, and bring my few grandparents."

Ming Zhengyuan laughed.

"Wutongyuan is very big, so you can stay here."

Hearing this, Ming Zhengyuan's eyes lit up, "Okay."

In old age, people are always nostalgic for family happiness.

Even Ming Zhengyuan is no exception.

Over the years, he thought he had done his best for Daliang, and he had traveled all over Daliang, and he had no regrets in his heart. The only thing he thought about was to be able to reunite with Mingbuyan, Mingxuan and other descendants, and live a peaceful life.

But he was afraid that he would not be happy if he said nothing.

After all, his attitude towards the other party in the early years can be described as a jerk.

Fortunately, Ming Buyan did not reject him.

In fact, as time went by, Ming Buyan no longer took the events of that year to heart.

After all, his life is still very long.

Always remembering those unpleasant things back then is not beneficial to his practice.

Shortly after.

Mingxuan also came to Wutongyuan to meet the grandfather Ming Zhengyuan, and brought Ming Changkong and Ming Changfeng along with him.

These two children are 13 years old this year.

He also officially started practicing martial arts.

Their qualifications are very good, and it is obvious that they are also very attentive to their training, and they have all kinds of resources, whatever they want.

Only 13 years old, the two are innate warriors.

It is much better than when Ming Buyan started.

After all, this world is no longer comparable to what it used to be. The dragon veins are revived, and the aura is abundant, making it easier to practice than it was back then.

"By the way, Dad, the things you asked me to prepare back then are almost ready. I wonder when you will use them?"

Ming Xuan suddenly spoke.

The things in his mouth are the materials for arranging the Ten Thousand Spirits Raising Dragon Formation.

Ming Buyan's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and said: "Really? Then I will choose a good day and auspicious day, and set up this Ten Thousand Spirits Raising Dragon Formation."

Raising the Dragon by Ten Thousand Spirits is a peerless formation that can absorb the power of the surrounding spiritual veins and strengthen the dragon veins. It is no less helpful to Daliang than the recovery of the dragon veins.

He is also very concerned about this formation.

ten days later.

On February [-], the dragon looked up.

Ming Buyan took out a few paper figurine clones and threw them out. He smiled faintly at the clones: "Wan Ling Yang Long Formation, please."

"You and I are one, this is what we should do, no need to be polite."

The clone nodded and left immediately.

Inside the palace.

A group of soldiers were surrounding a school field, guarding each piece of jade stele.

The size and thickness of each piece of these jade steles are almost the same, nine feet long and nine feet thick, with a large number of mysterious runes engraved on them.

There are red and green jade steles, all of which are carved from top-quality jade.

Any piece of it is enough to describe it as priceless.

In order to make these jade steles, Mingxuan mobilized almost all the jade craftsmen in the country, searched for a large amount of jade, and spent several years to make it. Except for him and Ming, no one knew what these jade steles were used for.

"It took so many years just for today. I hope that the Ten Thousand Souls Raising Dragon Formation that Dad said will not disappoint the widow."

Ming Xuan murmured.

Whoosh!
At this time, one after another figure came from all around.

It is the unspoken avatar.

They nodded slightly at Mingxuan, and with a stroke of luck, they each held up a dozen or so jade steles, left in the air, and headed for various places in Daliang.

this day.

Many people saw the Martial God walking in the air with the stele, heading for the four sides of the beam.

Inside Chandi.

Chan Wang Nangong Chan just finished handling some military affairs, she stretched her waist, stretched her muscles and bones, and then took out a elixir and took it.

This is a elixir for health.

Taking it all year round can clean up the hidden wounds in her body.

Obviously, someone will send some to her every year.

Every year.

Thinking of this, her heart warmed up.

At this time, a soldier rushed in hastily.

"King Chan, the Martial God has come to Chan Land."

"Oh, let him in."

"The Valkyrie seems to be doing something, you should go out and have a look."

Nangongchan left immediately.

When she came outside the house, she looked towards the place indicated by everyone, and saw above the sky, she walked in the air without saying a word, holding more than a dozen jade tablets in her hands.

Noticing Nangongchan's appearance, he nodded slightly towards her.

Then, he stretched out his hand and patted a jade tablet. The jade tablet pierced the sky, rushed to the ground under the pressure of true energy, and penetrated thousands of feet into the ground in a short while.

He followed the same pattern and drove the jade tablets into the ground one by one.

And in other places in Daliang, the unspoken avatars also began to drive the jade tablet into the ground, and then, the avatars circulated their true energy and penetrated into the ground.

Under the stimulation of true energy, the jade stele emits light and resonates with each other.

All the jade steles seem to be connected by invisible air mechanisms, forming the appearance of a real dragon, which is combined with the aura of the underground dragon veins in the girder.

Roar!
The aura is like a dragon, breaking out of the ground.

The roar of the dragon moved thousands of mountains and mountains!

The shape of a real dragon hovered over the girder again.

The aura of heaven and earth boiled up, and under the embrace of the real dragon, it turned into a rain of aura, descending majesticly, nourishing everything in the world.

"It's raining again..."

Many warriors couldn't help but look at the heavy rain.

They sat cross-legged one after another, practicing their kung fu in the rain and refining their aura.

King's capital.

Inside a mansion.

A man in a brocade robe looked at the rain falling from the sky, his face full of shock.

"It's another tide of spiritual energy! This kind of phenomenon will only appear when the dragon's veins have just recovered, but the dragon's veins of the big beam have already recovered. Why is there another wave of spiritual energy now? How did the Martial God of Great Liang do it?"

(End of this chapter)