A seal of immortality

Chapter 320
Hearing this, the middle-aged man nodded with a disappointed expression on his face.

"Zhao Daoyou is sure that they disappeared here? Could it be that they went to another place? Or, did they encounter a monster?" Wang Changsheng's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he asked curiously through voice transmission.

"No, we are sure that they disappeared here. The five of them are all at the thirteenth level of Qi Refining, and they are good at the technique of combined attacks. When the five join forces, none of the second-level monsters are their opponents. The aura here is very weak. A few first-level monsters are not bad, and it should be unlikely that there will be monsters above second-level, but we will not know the result until after the investigation. No matter what, life is to see people, and death is to see corpses. Our Haoran Academy's disciple, our Haoran Academy will definitely not let him go." At the end, the middle-aged man looked at Wang Changsheng seemingly unintentionally.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng looked a little displeased. The other party's words obviously had doubts about him. Wang Changsheng said what he should say, and he was not interested in explaining anything. Believe it or not, even if the four of them made trouble together, Wang Changsheng would not Don't be afraid.

After a while, four men in blue came in carrying the processed wild boar, and put the wild boar on a simple grill to roast.

Next, the man in blue and the others discussed poetry and songs. Wang Changsheng didn't know anything about it, so he sat aside and listened quietly. The middle-aged man and the round-faced man seemed not interested, and occasionally responded with a few words. Qiusheng and the four chatted.

After a while, the wild boar was roasted, exuding bursts of strong aroma, which made people drool.

"Mr. Zhao, here," the man in blue cut off a small piece of barbecue with a dagger, and handed it to the middle-aged man.

"Thanks, no need, we had dinner on the way here, you can eat it!" The middle-aged man shook his head and politely refused.

"Brother Zhao Gan, Brother Zhao Kun, aren't you hungry?" the man in Tsing Yi asked curiously.

"Not hungry, not hungry, eat!" A young Confucian scholar shook his head and said, but swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Since you are not hungry, Brother Changsheng, I will give you this piece of meat as a reward for your hard work in hunting," the man in blue handed the piece of barbecued meat to Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng nodded, took the piece of roasted meat, and swallowed the piece of roasted meat in two mouthfuls.

Next, the five Wang Changsheng divided the wild boar and ate it. Wang Changsheng didn't eat a few pieces, most of which were eaten by the four of Chen Qiusheng.

After dinner, the four of Chen Qiusheng and the four of the middle-aged men continued to discuss poetry and songs. Seeing this, Wang Changsheng found a corner and sat down, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Not long after, the four middle-aged men also took a rest, and they also chose a corner to sit cross-legged, closing their eyes and resting their minds.

The four of Chen Qiusheng read for a while, then extinguished the firewood and found a place to rest.

In Choushi, in the dead of night, you can't see your fingers in the earthen temple, and occasionally you can hear a few snoring sounds.

A gust of cold wind suddenly blew, causing the dilapidated gate of the earth temple to shake back and forth, making random "bang" and "bang" noises.

Even so, no one woke up, and everyone seemed to be in a deep sleep.

The next moment, the strong wind blew violently, shaking the gate of the earth temple, and the mournful cries of several horses sounded one after another.
Wang Changsheng suddenly opened his eyes, and the four middle-aged men also opened their eyes at the same time, and stood up.

Wang Changsheng glanced at Chen Qiusheng and the others, and found that they were still fast asleep.

"Wang Daoyou, it seems that there are guests visiting," the middle-aged man said in a low voice.

"Since there are guests coming, you go out to greet them first, and I will go out later," Wang Changsheng nodded, then turned and walked towards Chen Qiusheng.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man nodded at the round-faced man and walked out.

Chen Qiusheng and the young man in Confucian shirts slept near the statue, while the man in blue and the man in green slept in the upper right corner of the temple.

Wang Changsheng had no more incense in his hand, so he could only throw two dungeon talismans, which turned into two yellow masks, covering Chen Qiusheng and the others.

After finishing all this, Wang Changsheng stomped his feet, swayed his body, and ran quickly to the outside of the earth temple.

When he got outside, Wang Changsheng frowned, with a strange expression on his face.

Opposite Wang Changsheng and the others, more than a dozen young men and women appeared. These people were entangled with Yin Qi and exuded a cold aura, they were indeed ghosts.

Standing at the front were a blue-shirted youth with delicate features and a plump and gorgeous woman.

"Hmph, two ghost generals and more than a dozen ghost soldiers. It seems that my disciples were killed by your hands," the middle-aged man snorted and said coldly.

"Hehe, a few days ago, I just absorbed the energy of a few monks in the Qi refining period, and now a few foundation-building monks have come to my door. It seems that I am hopeful to advance to the ghost king," the beautiful woman giggled, her plump and delicate body The body fluctuates with the laughter, which attracts people's daydream.

"Hey, ghost king? Two ghost generals want to wipe out our three foundation cultivators? Daydream! Since those few of our disciples died at your hands, don't leave today, and stay behind." Here!" The round-faced man chuckled and sneered.

After finishing speaking, he turned over with one hand, and there was a gleaming red painting scroll in his hand, and he threw it forward, making it suspended in mid-air, and at the same time, a spell shot into the scroll in a flash.

The painting scroll opened immediately, and the scene in the painting was a scarlet phoenix flying high, dozens of red birds surrounded the red phoenix, and there were four golden characters written on the painting - A hundred birds facing the phoenix.

"Quick," the round-faced man quickly changed gestures with his ten fingers, and after a loud shout, a spell entered the scroll.

A crisp bird song sounded.

The scarlet phoenix on the painting is shining red, spreading its wings and twisting its body, it flies out of the scroll, and when it rises in the wind, it turns into a size of five or six feet. At the same time, dozens of red firebirds also flew out of the painting.

As soon as the red phoenix and red firebird appeared, the surrounding temperature suddenly increased a lot.

Seeing this, the expressions of the man in blue shirt and the beautiful woman changed.

"Go," the round-faced man tapped lightly at the blue-shirted man, and the red phoenix uttered a clear bird song, spread its wings, and quickly flew towards the blue-shirted man with a burst of fiery air.

While the round-faced man was making his move, the middle-aged man was not idle either. He took out a red folding fan, waved it forward, and a dozen red fireballs the size of a fist flashed out and went straight to the opposite side.

Two young Confucian scholars took out two scrolls, one silver and one gold. After opening the scrolls, their lips squirmed quickly. After a while, the scrolls in their hands shone brightly, and countless gold and silver runes gushed out of them , after turning around in the air, it turned into dozens of long gold and silver spears, and quickly shot towards the opposite side.

Wang Changsheng didn't intend to do anything at all, but out of caution, he still took a few defensive talisman seals for himself, turning them into several light curtains of different colors to cover him.

(End of this chapter)