The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

These ghostly ghost soldiers were originally restrained by Lei Shan Lei Hao's spells, coupled with Don Yuyue's ring of fire, the situation instantly changed, and the sword-building side overwhelmed the ghostly ghost soldiers.

Now that Huang Potian and Huang Qinghui and his party arrived, these ghosts were even more unable to overcome the storm, and they were completely wiped out in just a while.

Huang Potian saw that his cultivator did not suffer any serious injuries, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and then handed his hand to Liang Yan and the others: "Huang's defense is weak and disturbed the distinguished guests. It is really a shame!"

Bai Xuan waved his hand and smiled and said: "What the Pavilion Master said, our trip was originally to help the Pavilion Master fend off the enemy. It is also part of our business to eliminate these little ghosts.

"Zhujian Pavilion is clearly covered by defensive restrictions, why are there still ghost soldiers entering the country?" Liang Yan suddenly asked.

"Daoyou Liang does not know that this ghost soldier has no entity, but is summoned by a ghost cultivator. It is not blocked by ordinary restrictions at all." Huang Potian replied.

Don Yuyue frowned slightly, and said worriedly: "So, isn't the inside of the Jianzhu Pavilion dangerous?"

"Haha, rest assured, everyone. This ghost soldier is not that easy to summon. Even if dozens of ghost cultivators work together, as long as there is no foundation cultivator, they can only make such a summon once in a few months. They attacked this time. If it fails, I don't think it will be possible to use the same trick again in the short term." Huang said confidently.

After Bai Xuan heard this, he was still a little worried: "Pavilion Huang, it's about the safety of the sword pavilion, but you must be careful. I suggest that you send more people and help me to patrol and monitor every night to prevent any changes."

"Okay, then arrange according to what Bai Daoyou said." Huang Potian nodded.

"By the way, why don't you see Dugu Jiannan?" Liang Yansu asked.

"He, led a team to inspect the defense restrictions of Jianzhu Pavilion at night. After all, this is the top priority." Huang Potian replied casually.

"So that's it." Liang Yan nodded thoughtfully, and then said to him: "Since the ghost soldiers' chaos has been eliminated, I will leave first."

"You have worked so hard, fellow daoists." Huang Potian smiled and gave a salute.

When everyone walked away, Huang Qinghui asked in a low voice, "Father, there is no problem with that thing, right?".

"Don't worry, I've seen it just now, there won't be anything wrong!" Huang Potian said solemnly.

"That's good, these ghost soldiers are unclear or not, I thought they came for that thing." Huang Qinghui patted her chest with lingering fear.

"Don't worry, Dad has put many restrictions there, and there are heavy guards, it is impossible for anyone to break in." Huang Potian smiled slightly, as if he was confident...

Liang Yan and Li Xiaosong returned to their room. Li Xiaosong closed the door and said, "It seems that what you heard that day is correct. There are still ghost monks in this group, who can summon ghosts and ghosts. Soldier. Is it really not for revenge, but for treasure?"

"These ghost soldiers have their own appearances. If they act alone, they can't cause substantial damage at all. What they did tonight might have ulterior motives."

"Have an ulterior motive?"

Liang Yan nodded and said: "There is such a fierce disturbance in the Jianzhu Pavilion, but Huang Potian is late. It is very likely to check the so-called'treasure'. If you care about it, it will be chaotic. I am afraid the location of this treasure has been exposed Give it to the other party."

"They sent this ghost soldier to attack, only to find out the location of the treasure?" Li Xiaosong looked suspicious, obviously a little disbelief.

"Is it right? I'll see the difference these days and nights." Liang Yan smiled slightly.

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Since the ghost soldiers attacked the sword pavilion at night, Huang Potian has strengthened the internal vigilance. At least 20 monks patrol back and forth every night, and there must be a monk with Qi level 8 or above to lead the team.

Liang Yan, Bai Xuan, and the Lei brothers naturally acted as the leaders of the daily shifts, but Dugu Jiannan did not participate at all because of the protection of defensive restrictions.

That night, it was already the fourth day that Liang Yan came to Zhujian Pavilion.

In the courtyard arranged by Huang Potian for these outsiders, a black figure jumped out of it. This person did not fly with the vehicle, but used the effort of flying over the walls. After a few vertical jumps, he disappeared into the night.

And not long after he left, another gray shadow walked out of the courtyard. It glanced in the direction where the person had left before, and followed without hesitation.

The two of them walked one after the other towards the east of Zhujian Pavilion. The man in black in front seemed to be very familiar with the defense of Zhujian Pavilion. Several times along the way, he just avoided the patrol team of Zhujian Pavilion. It's as if it was calculated in advance.

And the gray shadow behind was completely breathless, relying solely on the skill of the feet, as well as the power of the ears and eyes beyond ordinary people, to follow far behind without being noticed.

After doing this for about a stick of incense, the man in front suddenly stopped. He leaned over a roof and looked down at a building on the opposite side.

There was a low and dilapidated attic. Two guards stood at the door. Inside, a little dim light flickered. It looked very ordinary, but it looked like a run-down ancestral hall.

It's just with the consciousness of the man in black that more than a dozen monks have been hidden in the courtyard under the attic a long time ago.

He sneered, stretched out his hand to take out a talisman from the storage bag, shook into the air, and at the same time pinched the Jue with his left hand, muttering words in his mouth.

Fulu ignited spontaneously without fire, and as a blue smoke rose, five little ghosts suddenly appeared around the black man.

These five little ghosts have their own characteristics, some have big heads and thin hands, some have long necks without eyebrows, and some have thick noses and thick lips. uukanshu. Com all grinned at this time, dancing around in black, constantly spinning.

With each turn of these little ghosts, the figure in black in the middle will fade by one point, and when the five turns are over, the man in black has completely disappeared!

The five ghosts sent away the man in black, and smiled silently on the spot, turning into a burst of blue smoke in a blink of an eye, as if nothing had happened, leaving only half of the unburnt talisman floating in the air.

At the same time, in the attic on the opposite side of the street, a black figure appeared out of thin air and landed on the third floor of the attic gently and skillfully.

The man in black looked around. There was not much space here, and the furnishings inside were unobstructed. They were all simple decorations. It's just that there is a wooden table in the middle, and there is an oil lamp on the wooden table. At this moment, the light is flickering and dimming, as if it may be extinguished at any time.

"Hey, the old man is quite cautious."

The black-clothed man sneered, pinched the tactics with both hands, chanted the tactics silently in his mouth, suddenly pointed forward, and saw a blue light shining out, splitting into three in the air, and hitting three places on the edge of the wooden table.

There was a slight and dull sound, and something seemed to be broken in front of the wooden table. Almost at the same time, the oil lamp seemed to have been suppressed, and the flame suddenly lit up.

The man in black seemed to be prepared for this, and immediately waved his right hand, and a circle of light blue restrictions spread out, instantly covering the entire third layer inside.

At this time, looking from the outside, the third floor of the attic is still dim, but in fact it is already brightly lit.

The light yellow fire shone on the face of the man in black. Although he was behind the mask, there was a trace of greed in his eyes, also telling the excitement at the moment.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the corner and said:

"Tsk tusk, carry the five ghosts, three magic curses! I didn't expect your Excellency, as a sword repairman, to understand these many secret arts."