dragon hunter

Chapter 168

A copper coin sword came first, surpassed the burning talisman paper, and knocked the mummy who was chasing Fatty Wang backwards.

I saw a few graves in the back shake violently, ran over to stop Fatty Wang, and said without looking back, "Fatty, hurry up and cast a spell, I will block it for you in front."

As soon as the words fell, another grave mound exploded behind, and a black mummy crawled out, with a pair of green eyes staring straight at me.

Holding the Gouyu sword in my hand, I focused my attention on vigilance. Fatty Wang chanted a mantra behind me, and the white paper hangings on the trees around me rattled.

The mummy that had been blown away by the copper coin sword rolled a few times on the ground, shaking off the dirt from its body, and rushed towards this side again.

"I'll take care of this one, and you can concentrate on dealing with the one in front of you." Mr. Lai appeared beside him, and with a wave of his hand, took back the copper coin sword.

The black mummy in front, with green eyes, blinked twice, and spit out a black shelled worm with its mouth.

"Be careful, it's a mutated ghost Gu, so don't touch it." Bai Yuan reminded behind her.

A golden butterfly flew over my shoulder, and a faint golden powder scattered around.

The black-shelled worm was very vicious, it was not afraid of Gu King, its wings made a buzzing sound, and it bumped head-on.

Seeing the golden butterfly entangled with the ghost, I held the Gouyu sword tightly and rushed towards the pitch-black mummy.

There are more and more grave mounds around, and there are signs of loose soil. I don't know if Fatty Wang's secret method will work. We must deal with the awakened corpses as soon as possible.

Before the people approached, I threw out a soul-suppressing talisman. These corpses are the ancestors of the Qingmiao village. It would be best if the corpses were not destroyed.

The pitch-black mummy was very nimble, dodging the flying soul talisman, and waving its sharp nails, rushed over.

My eyelids twitched, and just as I was about to throw the Gouyu Sword, the black mummy paused, opened its mouth wide, let out a silent wail, the green light in its eyes went out all of a sudden, and fell to the ground like mud.

I was stunned for a moment, wondering why the mummy suddenly withered.

A golden light flashed, and the golden butterfly fluttered its wings, circled proudly, turned and flew away.

It dawned on me that the dark Gu of emotion had already been taken care of by the little guy, and the Miaojiang Gu master's heart Gu was connected, even if he became a mummy, his natal Gu would be destroyed, and he would be severely injured.

Fatty Wang yelled, almost startling me. A puff of black smoke rose from the scarecrows around the cemetery, shaking slowly.

The copper bells hanging on the scarecrow jingled and made rhythmic sounds, which made people drowsy.

The restless grave mound in front of it suddenly settled down, and the "creaking" scratching sound gradually weakened until it disappeared.

"Fatty, you're really good at it. You did it beautifully." I turned around and gave a thumbs up.

"That's right, Fatty is here, there's nothing he can't handle." Fatty Wang never knew what it means to be modest, so he boasted a few words, and immediately felt complacent.

The abnormal situation at the cemetery has been temporarily resolved, but the root of the problem has not been alleviated. If the dragon's veins cannot be unblocked in time, everything will be in vain.

I asked Bai Yuan for a pen and paper, and drew the general appearance of Shenglongtai on the paper, and marked the size.

"Mobilize the villagers of the Qingmiao Village, and quickly set up the altar, the sooner the better." I handed over the drawn drawings.

In the evening, the people from Baimiao village also rushed over and worked overtime to build the altar.

I asked Bai Yuan, because the location is different, the situation in Baimiao village is much better, but there is something abnormal in the nearby forest, a thick white mist suddenly rises.

"It's very dangerous to divert the dragon's energy from the earth's veins. You really decided to do this?" Mr. Lai came over and asked in a low voice.

"There is no other way but to try." I smiled wryly, as a gentleman, I can't just ignore death.

While the villagers were building the altar, I quickly recalled the dilapidated records. Casting spells on the altar is not as simple as it is shown in TV dramas.

"Unfortunately, I can't help you with this matter. Only the blood of your Zhang family can bear the dragon energy of the earth." Mr. Lai sighed and patted me on the shoulder.

The villagers of Qingmiao Village knew that it was a matter of life and death, so they did not rest at night, and were busy under the moonlight, and finally built the altar at ten o'clock in the morning.

I stood under the altar, feeling a little nervous, remembering what my second uncle once said, the more important things happen, the more calm the heart, I closed my eyes slightly, and silently recited the mantra of pure heart.

After reading it for the fifth time, I felt my emotions calm down, tidied up the props, and stepped on the wooden steps.

"Be careful, if it doesn't work, don't force it." Bai Yuan said with concern behind her.

I didn't look back, raised my arm and shook it, cheering myself up in my heart, quickened my pace, and boarded the altar.

The ancestors left a sentence in the Sutras of Brokenness: To bear the hope of the common people, even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, I will stand up and accept it.

I looked under the altar, those eyes full of expectation, and suddenly understood the mood of the ancestors.

Sometimes, when you have the corresponding ability, you will also bear the corresponding responsibility.

I looked up at the moonlight, took a deep breath, let it out slowly, and inserted the small flag I carried with me on the guardrail around the altar.

"Parade in eight directions, ghosts and gods in four directions, disciples of dragon hunting, offering sacrifices to dragons, please do me a favor." I clasped my fists together and bowed to the four directions.

The emerald-green Gouyu sword was held backwards in my hand, and the point of the sword was pointed at the center of my eyebrows, and I drew it down slowly.

There was a stabbing pain on my forehead. After the skin was broken, blood slid down to the tip of my nose. I didn't wipe it off. My body was as tall as a sword, and I closed my eyes and prayed silently.

In the middle of the night, the cold wind became fierce, making the clothes rattle, and a stream of heat burst out from the sun fire on the shoulders, dispelling the chill from the body.

A mysterious and mysterious feeling rose in my heart, and I seemed to find that I had established a connection with a vast will.

That will is as calm as a mountain and as vast as an ocean, but there is a faint sense of sadness, which is constantly smoldering, waiting to explode.

I felt my soul seemed to be floating up, and the jade pendant with dragon patterns on my neck was icy cold.

In a trance, I saw a towering mountain range, shaped like a giant dragon, but the mountain peak that was the head of the dragon had a deep gully that separated it from the body.

Time has changed, and after experiencing landslides and mudslides, the body of the dragon has changed greatly, and the mountain peak that is the head of the dragon has disappeared even more strangely.

At the seven-inch position of the dragon's body, there was a small cone-like hill, which nailed the entire dragon's veins there, making it unable to move.

At this moment, a vast and boundless will hit me, and the sadness contained in it almost swallowed me.

In front of this strong will, I am like a solitary boat on the sea, drifting with the current, and I am about to lose myself.

"If you trust me, I will give you back your freedom. Although I am small, I can help you." I shouted in my heart.

I feel that my soul is in a boundless storm. I don't know how long it has passed, and I am almost desperate. The storm seems to have weakened a little.

I seized the precious opportunity to repeat what I just said.

All mountains, rivers, plants and trees have spirits, especially dragon veins. It may not understand your words, but it can feel your will.

That storm is slowly weakening, and I feel my soul is drifting back to my body.

After a long time, I slowly opened my eyes. At that moment, I seemed to see something clearly, but when I thought about it carefully, I had no clue.

However, the manic and suppressed air of the earth veins around him has eased down.

The most obvious change was that in the village, the dogs that had been barking non-stop had now become quiet.

"Don't worry, I will do what I say, and I will definitely give you back your freedom." Although my voice was soft, my tone was extremely firm.

A strong dizziness hit me, I vaguely heard an exclamation, and then my eyes went dark, and I didn't know anything.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself lying on the bed surrounded by people.

Several elders of the Qingmiao village looked at me gratefully, and when they saw me wake up, they immediately said something excitedly.

It's a pity, looking at those grateful old faces and their constantly moving mouths, I couldn't understand a single word they said.

"How are you feeling? Thank you so much this time." Bai Yuan bent down and looked at me with concern.

I shook my head and smiled, and sat up with my hands propped up. It felt like I had slept, and there was nothing uncomfortable about it.

Bai Yuan was on the side, holding my arm with her hand. I felt a little embarrassed, so I quickly said that I was fine and could get out of bed independently.

"Look, Master Fatty has made a contribution this time, so why didn't he receive this kind of treatment? This person is really incomparable." Fatty Wang said in a sour tone from the side.

I glared at Fatty Wang. This guy has a mouth like a dog, and he can't spit out ivory.

"Everyone deserves credit. The High Priest of Qingmiao prepared the whole sheep banquet, and you all deserve to be honored." Bai Yuan said with a smile.

"That's about the same. After hearing what you said, Fatty is hungry." Fatty Wang's belly was thumping.

I really had no face with this guy, so I stayed in the same room, stretched my muscles, and hurriedly opened the door and walked out.

"Brother Zhang, you just woke up, take a rest first." Mr. Lai shouted from behind.

I shook my hand and stood under the eaves, thinking about my thoughts. From the analysis of the scene I saw on the altar, the famous Baimo Mountain should be the head of the mountains and the broken dragon head.

But now, most of them are banned by the Dragon Swallowing Demon Dao with a special secret method. If they want to free the entire dragon vein, there must be a life-and-death battle with the Dragon Swallowing Demon Dao.

"What are you thinking? I just entrusted the High Priest of Qingmiao to look up information about the Mechanism Gu, and the other party readily agreed." Bai Yuan walked to my side.

"I didn't think about anything, I hope I can find clues to the Chance Gu. After all, the legendary "Gu Sutra" is very old, so I don't know if it is still there." The trick is.

(End of this chapter)