Donghai City covers an area of ​​16,000 square kilometers, with tall buildings in the city center, surrounded by towns on the edge, mountains are like backbones, rivers and streams are like blood vessels, and it takes a lot of energy to fully see it.

The Bell-429 helicopter hovered in the air for four hours. The noise and the bumps caused by the airflow almost made Li Daoran spit out bile, but he still worked diligently and finished reading the feng shui trends of the entire Donghai City.

When the plane landed, Li Daoran was supported by Bai Fengjiu and Wang Jiwen, and then lay on the ground and retching for a while. His fat face was as pale as wax, and he kept swearing that he would never fly again in his life.

After resting for a while, Li Daoran poured three bottles of mineral water before his expression calmed down.

"Real person, have you found the gate of hell?" Wang Jiwen asked while patting Li Daoran's back.

Li Daoran patted his puffed belly and said confidently: "Everyone is pretending here!"

Bai Fengjiu couldn't help but tease, "Then don't spit it out, otherwise we have to fly around."

Li Daoran had no energy to fight at this moment, rolled his eyes and said, "Let's go to Wanshou Mountain!"

Wanshou Mountain is located in the eastern suburbs of Donghai City, a national 4a-level tourist area. According to legend, a Taoist ascended here during the day, leaving behind a Wanshou Temple, which was named after it.

When the four of them arrived at Wanshou Mountain, it was already dark, the gate was closed, and the tourists stopped.

The old man with a red sleeve was cleaning at the door. Wang Jiwen stepped forward to negotiate. The old man shook his head stubbornly and said he would not let him in.

The main entrance was blocked, so the four of them had to find another way. Wang Yutong and his brother came here to play when they were a child, and knew that there was a small path in the back mountain that could lead to the top of the mountain.

It took me more than an hour to detour the back mountain, climbing upwards with a flashlight, one foot deep and one foot shallow. The tits in the forest were awakened, and they flew away with their wings, screaming and flapping their wings. The green phosphorus fire in the valley flickered and dark, making people feel cold behind them.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, the four of them climbed to the top of the mountain, and the majestic Wanshou Temple appeared in front of them.

The temperature dropped at night, the mountain wind was howling, and Wang Jiwen, who was sweating all over, couldn't help but have a cold war.

Li Daoran was so tired that he was exhausted. He leaned against a big stone and panted heavily, and took out the compass from the treasure bag on his waist.

"The earthly eyes are in the Taoist temple!"

Li Daoran put away the compass and stood up with his knees. Wang Jiwen and Wang Yutong also gritted their teeth and stood up, following behind and walked towards Wanshou Temple.

Wanshou Temple was built three hundred years ago in a chaotic era. More than half of the house was lost due to a fire. Later, it was rebuilt by nearby merchants and later renovated many times, but it still maintained its original appearance.

The door of the Taoist temple was closed, and Li Daoran raised his hand and pushed it open. The door shaft made a creaking sound, which was amplified in the quiet night, making people feel sore after hearing it.

The main hall of Wanshou Temple is pitch black. There are not many Taoist priests here. They usually cultivate themselves in the backyard. The tourists in front are all from the local tourism bureau. When the time comes, they take off their Taoist robes and go home from get off work.

No outsiders could do anything better, Li Daoran took off the treasure bag and squatted on the ground and flipped it around.

Seeing Li Daoran busy work, Wang Jiwen stepped forward and said, "Real person, can we help?"

Li Daoran wants to set up a large formation of Earth Demons, and outsiders are indispensable to help, but Wang Jiwen is an outsider, so he can't help much.

A piece of talisman paper was handed over, and Li Daoran said, "Hundred Soul Demons have not come yet, you can go outside to pick him up."

The muscles on Wang Jiwen's face were shaking, and he went to respond to the evil spirits himself? Wasn't that giving the tiger meat?

Li Daoran smiled and said, "Mr. Wang, don't be afraid, I won't let you take risks."

As he spoke, Li Daoran opened a porcelain bottle, poured out a pinch of gray powder, then bulged his cheeks and blew it, and the powder flew, falling all over Wang Jiwen.

Li Daoran did the same thing and also made Wang Yutong and Bai Fengjiu together.

"This is called yang stone powder, a material with yin attributes. Resentment is not to look at things with your eyes, but to distinguish yin and yang with perception. Resentment is able to suppress the yang energy on your body, so resentment will not be able to detect you."

Li Daoran handed another piece of talisman paper to Wang Jiwen and Wang Yutong and said, "This is the talisman. You will walk one hundred and fifty steps outward from the door of the Taoist temple. If the hundred souls come, ignite it immediately."

After pondering for a while, Li Daoran added: "After clicking the talisman paper, wait in place. Don't run around. Wait until dawn. There is also the substitute talisman I gave you. Don't lose it. It can save your life at critical moments!"

Li Daoran was as if he had explained his funeral, with a tragic expression, and a look of a whistle and cold Yishui, and a hero who had left and never returned. Wang Jiwen and Wang Yutong were sad after hearing this.

"Okay, Master Dao is lucky and life-long. It's too late. You two should go quickly. Brother Xiaobai and I have to hurry up and set up the formation."

The gate of the Taoist temple was slowly closed, and Li Daoran sighed, sat on the ground while fiddling with things, while talking to himself.

"When I was young, my master said that I was destined to be eight dou of rice, and I was dissatisfied with all the world. Today, I would probably have to pay my life for something outside of my body, but I don't regret it. It's just that some things have not been done. If I really can't deal with the Hundred Souls Evil, Xiaobai, run away quickly and don't mind me. I left a suicide note. If you think about the love between us, help me fulfill my wish..."

Li Daoran raised his head and found that the huge Taoist temple was empty and there was no sign of Bai Fengjiu. This kid actually ran away!

Li Daoran smiled bitterly and shook his head. The hundred souls were extremely vicious. Bai Fengjiu was understandable to escape in the battle. He knew that he would stay without death. That was really a broken head.

"Then I'll carry it alone!"

Li Daoran stood up and stuffed the talisman paper wrapped in copper coins into the cracks on the bricks on the ground.

These talisman papers were brought by Li Daoran from Bai Fengjiu, with a total of 72 pieces, corresponding to seventy-two earthly evil spirits.

The Seventy-Two Earth Evil Formation is specifically used to deal with resentful evil spirits, but it has been lost for more than two hundred years. If the master had these Seventy-Two Talismans back then, he would not have worked so hard to deal with the Hundred Soul Evils.

Li Daoran was surprised and curious about Bai Fengjiu's talisman paper with seventy-two earthly evil spirits, and also developed a strong interest in the master behind Bai Fengjiu.

The earthly eyes are an ancient well in the Taoist temple. It is unfathomable. The edge of the mouth is bluestone. After years of water extraction, the rope grinds the stone smoothly and shiny.

Li Daoran stood up around the ground eyes and hammered his waist with a little soreness. He looked up at the dark night sky and suddenly shivered.

I don’t know when a black cloud covered the full moon, and the moonlight shone through the black clouds and emitted a bloody red color.

Li Daoran had cold sweats on his forehead and cursed inwardly that he didn't look at the calendar when he went out.

In the Taoist sect, this astronomical phenomenon is called black pig taking the blame. Tonight, the 15th lunar calendar is in chaos. The formation can exert 50% of its power, thanks to the ancestor.

Li Daoran felt a desire to retreat, and at this moment, the door of the Taoist temple was kicked open.
Chapter completed!