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Chapter 1035 The God Stick Conjures the Soul

Three more days passed in a blink of an eye, and Ling Yun was still unconscious.

Eight days have passed after the fairy light shining bright water that night. Eight days have passed. That night, due to the terrifying thunderstorm and dazzling fairy light, the huge storm in Qingshui City, it has gradually subsided.

In the past three days, it was pouring rain in Qingshui City. The belated heavy rain finally made the anxious Qingshui City officials find a suitable statement for the terrifying thunderstorm that night, which blocked the mouths of countless citizens.

However, the entire Qingxi villa area, especially near Villa No. 1, is still under high alert now, with three steps and five steps. There are special police and armed police with live ammunition everywhere, and some plainclothes are mixed with some plainclothes.

Without giving any reason, the fourth area of ​​Qingxi Villa District was completely isolated and became a real forbidden area.

This was naturally an order issued by Tang Meng's son Tang Tianhao, who was personally supervised and implemented by Kang Ruiyong, captain of the Criminal Police Brigade and Liu Jinlai, director of the Qingxi District Public Security Bureau.

With such a strong martial law, of course, it is impossible for anyone to get close to Villa No. 1.

Of course, the people in Villa No. 1 are excluded.

Inside Villa No. 1.

"Hey... I worked hard to cultivate to the fifth level of the innate realm, and I thought I was such an amazing person. Now it seems that I was really a frog in the well before, and I was watching the sky in a well!"

Wang Feihu shook his head and smiled bitterly, sighed.

At this time, Wang Feihu was sitting in the villa yard, facing the rippling swimming pool, quietly recovering from his wounds.

There is a talisman against the will of heaven. Wang Feihu's external injuries have been cured. Now he is resting in peace to repair the meridians and treat internal injuries.

These days, whenever Wang Feihu remembered the terrifying battle that night, he was still inevitably thrilling, and had the feeling of surviving the disaster, and was glad that he had great fortune.

Wang Feihu swore. Just that night, he used up all the shock and fear he had in his life. It was the crazyest night he had experienced in his life.

The legendary masters of the nine masters, the legendary demon sect, the legendary blood clan, and what about it, the drought bar, the fox demon, the heavenly tribulation...

He was in it and looked at it all!

It seemed like a dream.

But after Wang Feihu swelled his thighs countless times, he had already confirmed that it was not a dream, it was an ironclad fact!

Because that night, Wang Feihu tried his best to protect the people of Villa No. 1 at critical moments several times, and also took the lives of two brothers, Wang Feihu had been completely recognized by everyone in Villa No. 1, so he can now stay here to recuperate as his master.

In the small warehouse in the backyard of Villa No. 1, there were several people imprisoned at this time, of course, among them were the two brothers Chen Jiangui and Chen Sen who were completely desperate, as well as the other two. The Scarlet Sun Zhenren of Longhu Mountain and the Demon Sect Heavenly Holy Son Sikong Wuji.

There is another one that can be ignored, Chen Sen’s former evil slave thug Hei San.

These five people do not need Wang Feihu to take care of them now, and they are all stared by Ling Yun's blood clan servants, Paul and Jester, who have now advanced to the Count at the same time.

That shocking night, none of the people who attacked Villa No. 1 could leave alive.

The Netherworld Sect, Blood Demon Sect, Tiansha, and three waves of masters. More than a hundred people were killed by Bai Xian'er at the beginning. As for those who were seriously injured, they could not escape the bad luck in the end. They were all killed by the angry Bai Xian'er!

As for the five marquises who followed the Grand Duke Dracula in the end, they all died tragically under the combined force of the tribulation thunder, the Xuan Huangxian spiritual energy, and the Shenwu Pure Yang Immortal Art that Ling Yun finally used.

However, the Xuanhuangxian spiritual energy released by Ling Yun through the spiritual jade box was not wasted at all, and was absorbed by everyone in Villa No. 1...

Among them, the four people benefited the most, Ning Lingyu, Yao Rou, Paul and Jester.

Ning Lingyu is the body of a fairy spirit. Her body automatically absorbs the spiritual energy of Xuanhuangxian and is able to directly advance to the peak of the ninth level of the acquired sky. However, she was worried at that time and did not choose to break through.

Yao Rou was the most terrifying. Her physique was originally the Five Elements Earth, and she practiced the Huangquan Earth Emperor's Achievement. Almost at that time, when the Xuan Huangxian spiritual energy was released, she began to break through, instantly breaking through the innate realm, and then soared all the way, and the realm finally stabilized at the peak of the third level of the innate level!

The two blood clans, Paul and Jester, of course, absorbed the most Xuan Huangxian spiritual energy, and they successively advanced to the earls of the blood clan.

Of course, the Xuanhuang Fairy Spiritual Aura is the fairy Spiritual Aura after all. Others in Villa No. 1, especially Qin Dongxue, Bai Xian'er, Miao Xiaomiao, Tie Xiaohu, Xue Meining and others, after passively absorbing these fairy spirits, their strength has increased, but they are not as terrifying as the four people above.

Wang Feihu looked at Chi Shui and was stunned and talked to himself, but no one responded to him.

A black Mercedes rushed over and rushed directly into the villa yard. Tang Meng and Tie Xiaohu walked out of the car at the same time.

Both of them came from Villa No. 9 in Qingshuiwan, with a clear and gloomy face, but when they saw Wang Feihu, they could barely squeeze out a smile.

Tang rushed to Wang Feihu with big strides and patted his shoulder gently: "Old Wang, are you coming out to bask in the sun again? How is your injury recovering?"

Wang Feihu smiled faintly: "What can I count as a little injury? How is Ling Yun now?"

Tang Meng's face immediately sank: "Brother Yun is still the same as before, she has been in a coma for eight days, and there is no sign of waking up..."

Wang Feihu frowned, shook his head and said, "Hey... the last golden lightning is indeed a bit scary..."

After saying this, the three of them fell silent at the same time and were speechless for a long time.

During the silence, Tang Meng glanced around his eyes and found that Wang Feihu was the only one in the front yard. He couldn't help but frown and asked, "Why are you here? Where is that charlatan Mo Wudao?"

After that night, Maoshan Taoist priest Mo Wudao did not leave, but took the initiative to stay in Villa No. 1. Of course, he was brought back by Ling Yun, and no one knew why Ling Yun brought him back. Ling Yun was not awake. Even if he wanted to leave, everyone in Villa No. 1 would not agree.

In Tang Meng's eyes, Mo Wudao's actions over the past few days are an absolute charlatan.

After Mo Wudao stayed, Villa No. 1 began to ignite incense for the first time, with three incense sticks each day in the morning, noon and evening. His reason was that he had to respect the Three Pure Daozuns.

Moreover, Mo Wudao also said that more than a hundred people died in the yard at once. There was also a drought. The yin and evil spirits in the entire yard were too heavy and they had to be expelled. And last night, there was a very good ritual in the backyard.

What is this not a charlatan?

However, due to Ling Yun's coma, everyone in Villa No. 1 has been around Qingshui Bay these days, with only two blood clans here, Wang Feihu and Mo Wudao, who were there. No one restricted Mo Wudao's actions, so everyone just let it go and let it go.

Speaking of Mo Wudao, Wang Feihu couldn't help but smile: "That guy has been elusive these days, and he is still talking nonsense, and he can't hear what he is saying. But since he clearly doesn't run away, I'm too lazy to care about it, just let him go."

After saying that, Wang Feihu reached out to point at the corner of the west side of the villa and smiled, "Mumbling, after making the first seven-day death last night, he made those things overnight. He went out again early this morning."

Tang Meng and Tie Xiaohu looked in the direction of his fingers, and were stunned and stunned...

There were three identical lanterns side by side. The lanterns were made of extremely exquisite and had a very special style, such as those long white paper lanterns, and there were some curved ghost painting talismans on them.

When Tang Meng saw it, he was immediately furious: "My grass, isn't this the kind of lantern hanging in front of the dead coffin? Brother Yun is not dead yet. This grandson has made this one?!"

Tie Xiaohu's face also became extremely ugly, and he couldn't help but clench his fists.

"I'm Cao. Tang Meng, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. This is the soul-stimulating lamp that I worked hard to make. It's for you to use to summon your soul!"

Mo Wudao was back and happened to hear Tang Meng cursing, and immediately glared at him, scolding Tang Meng without any hesitation.

The other three were stunned when they heard this, turned their heads and looked towards the gate of the courtyard. They happened to see the strange little Taoist priest, full of greasy mouth, carrying a package and walking in.

"Soul-Starting Lamp? What's the thing?!"

Tang Meng was so anxious that he was too lazy to quarrel with Mo Wudao, so he asked the key points directly.

Mo Wudao glanced at Tang Meng indifferently, and did not explain much: "You will know then."

After a pause, Mo Wudao suddenly looked up and said to Tang Meng and Tie Xiaohu: "I have almost done this yard. You two tell me that you will send Ling Yun here tomorrow night."

Tang Meng couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Take Brother Yun here? Why?"

Mo Wudao smiled mysteriously: "Didn't you tell you just now? I'll summon him to soul."

When Tang Meng was furious when he heard this, he rolled up his sleeves and chased Mo Wudao to beat him. He shouted loudly: "A charlatan of you, Brother Yun is not dead yet. Just say to summon him, see if I don't beat you to death!"

Mo Wudao is at the ninth level of acquired nature, so of course it is impossible for Tang Meng to hit him. He flashed lightly, his eyes were lit up, and he said seriously: "Who said Ling Yun was dead? I mean that he is like this now, and he lost his soul by lightning. We have to find a way to find his soul so that he can wake up!"

Tang Meng was stunned and asked in surprise: "You are superstitious, what is it effective?"

Mo Wudao smiled slightly: "Superstition? Blood clan, drought beast, fox demon, you bosses pass the tribulation... you all saw it with your own eyes? Why do you say that our Maoshan Taoist technique is superstitious?"

Mo Wudao asked back, which made Tang Meng stunned, and then smiled and said, "I dare not say whether it works or not, but I have to try it, right?"

Tang Meng and Tie Xiaohu looked at each other, gritted their teeth and stomped their feet: "Grass, try it! But don't blame me for not reminding you, if it doesn't work... I promise you will be ugly!"

Mo Wudao looked disdainful.

...

On the ninth day of Ling Yun's coma, he was secretly sent back to Villa No. 1.

In the evening, Mo Wudao took a serious matter and changed his clothes. After everything was ready, he began his charlatan performance.

I started driving people as soon as I got up.

"Men are too yang, so they can't stay here tonight. They can go as far as they are."

"There are too many people here, and it's not enough to have too many people. I can only keep three women."

In the end, Mo Wudao left Ning Lingyu, Lin Menghan and Yao Rou, and handed them the three soul-sucking lamps respectively.

After explaining the three of them carefully, Mo Wudao finally said: "You two are in this yard. Everything is as I said. Remember that there is no mistake!"

"Ning Lingyu, come with me!"

In the dark night, Mo Wudao took Ning Lingyu away by car. Where they went, it would definitely surprise anyone! (To be continued)
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