Tang Youqiang left Qingyun Temple in one step and three times. Tang Cancan looked at his grandfather's back with confusion, wondering why he was thrown into this incense-filled Taoist temple?

After Tang Youqiang went down the mountain, Zhao Qingshan held Tang Cancan's little hand and led her to the back mountain while smiling, "Little thing, little thing, hairy girl, hairy girl, jade ginger, jade ginger... I didn't expect you to have this day too? Before I found the Queen Mother of the West, you should do some tricks for me!"

Perhaps he was deceived by the smile on Zhao Qingshan's face. Tang Cancan tilted his head and gave Zhao Qingshan a bright and innocent smile. He had no idea that he had already arranged the path of life by Zhao Qingshan...

It was over 6 o'clock in the evening, and there was less than an hour left before the closing of the Longsu Mountain Bell, and the mountain road had already become dark.

Logically speaking, at this time every day, the pilgrims on Longsu Mountain have already gone almost, and there will be no more pilgrims going up the mountain to burn incense at the foot of the mountain. The Taoist temple has entered the stage of cleaning up the mess.

But today it seemed a bit strange, because just when Danyun arranged for a Taoist priest to close the door, a wrinkled hand suddenly pressed on the wooden door, and an old man's loud voice came from outside the door, "The bell doesn't ring, the mountain gate doesn't close... I'm traveling all over the country, but I haven't seen the Taoist temple that closed the door before the bell rings!"

"Uh." The one who closed the door in the past was a young Taoist priest under 30 years old. When he heard the old man's words, he was stunned at first, then let go of his hands on the door, took two steps back and bowed, "Wuliang Tianzun, the old donor is still going up the mountain so late, is he here to worship incense and worship God?"

"I am here to find your master." As he spoke, an old man in a black Zhongshan suit and holding a wooden box appeared in front of the gate. He smiled slightly and said, "I'll let the Taoist Master tell you, and he said Ding Younian from Hefang City asked for a meeting."

"Look for my temple master?" The young Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, and then said politely: "The old donor may be back empty-handed. My temple master opened an old lady today and has returned to the back mountain to rest. I'm afraid I won't receive visitors today. I'm also asking the old donor to come back tomorrow."

"Then... I'll just add a fragrant tree." Ding Younian's eyes rolled and she smiled heartily: "The road in Longsu Mountain is so rugged and long, and it's been difficult to climb up. It would be a pity if she didn't burn the fragrant tree... Please lead the way."

The young Taoist priest always felt that the old man had an indescribable domineering aura, but compared with his own spectator Zhao Qingshan, it was a tiny witch.

Therefore, the young Taoist priest didn't say anything, and took two steps back and stood sideways, and led his hand to the direction of Lingxiao Palace with a clear hand and said, "Old donor, please."

"You are polite, Taoist priest." Ding Younian smiled, held the wooden box and walked towards the Lingxiao Palace in a meteor. When he walked, he was full of wind and showed no sign of old age.

At this time, Danyun walked out of Lingxiao Palace with a bucket of water. When he saw Ding Younian following the young Taoist priest, he hesitated and said, "This donor is..."

"Oh, Lord of the Palace, this old donor is here to burn incense." The young Taoist priest stopped quickly, gave a regular gift to Danyun, and stood there and bowed his head slightly to respond.

"Breaking incense?" Danyun looked up at the dark sky, and felt a little strange, but as the palace master, he could not keep the pilgrims out.

Thinking of this, Danyun moved one step sideways and bowed to Nading Younian and said, "Please ask for it by the old donor."

"Hello Dao Chang'an." Ding Younian replied with a smile, passed by Danyun, and then...

"Ah!!!" Ding Younian just stepped into the Lingxiao Palace, and an extremely miserable scream sounded from the Lingxiao Palace. Six or seven people screamed at the same time, and a harsh sound spread throughout the Lingxiao Palace!

The wooden box held in Ding Younian's arms suddenly opened, and several gray mists burst out from the box, and several figures faintly appeared in the hall, screaming in great pain.

Ding Younian was stunned when he saw this sudden scene, but Danyun behind him was not stupid. He had seen Zhao Qingshan dealing with ghosts several times with his own eyes. He could tell such a bizarre scene at a glance.

"Where do you come from the lonely ghost? You dare to go to my Longsu Mountain Qingyun Temple to be wild and unrestrained!?" Danyun put down the bucket and shouted sharply: "Danxiu, immediately notify the supervisor, the master of the police, Danhong, Danyang, remove the seal on the pillar and put these ghosts in the hall to prevent escape!"

Zhao Qingshan arranged a large number of talismans in the Lingxiao Palace, most of which are talismans in the house-suppressing houses. These talismans have little effect, but they are very effective in suppressing ghosts.

Usually, these house-controlling talismans were sealed with yellow paper, leaving only a few pieces of them to echo each other in case. Once a ghost broke into the Lingxiao Palace, you only need to remove the yellow paper sealed on the pillars, and the corresponding house-controlling talismans would immediately react, forming a formation that could resist the fierce souls and spirits that had been practiced for two or three hundred years!

All these things were taught to Danyang and others by Zhao Qingshan. They also knew that Zhao Qingshan had a large number of spiritual talismans arranged in Lingxiao Palace... Therefore, at this time, Danyun could quickly calm down!

Several people immediately scattered out and removed several main yellow papers in a few seconds. After these yellow papers were removed, the corresponding talismans were immediately activated. Through the influence of the formation, a total of ninety-ninety-one talismans in the Lingxiao Palace exploded instantly!

"Bang bang bang bang bang..." A dense explosion sounded one after another in Lingxiao Palace. A complex light net appeared in Lingxiao Palace, falling from the sky, trapping Ding Younian in it!

All of this happened and completed in the midst of lightning. Although Ding Younian was named King of Jinzhang, he was old and his reaction was definitely not as good as those young and strong men.

By the time he realized it, this purple-gold light net had been completely formed, and the large net with an area of ​​more than 400 square meters undoubtedly trapped him and those ghosts.

Ding Younian is a living person and cannot feel this magical power that is only targeted at ghosts.

But the six or seven ghosts brought by him in the box were instantly suppressed by the light net on the ground. The gossip patterns on the ground cut off their possibility of escaping. A sound of "squeezing" sounded, and wisps of black smoke rose into the sky...

"Ah... Ding Younian, ** is a bastard! Here is the protection of the divine light... You are going to kill us!!!!"

A sharp and harsh roar echoed in the Lingxiao Palace for a long time.

Ding Younian was already panicked at this time. How could he know that the Lingxiao Palace in Qingyun Temple is different from other Taoist temples? There is no problem with other Taoist temples entering and leaving. Why did he encounter such a thing as soon as he got here?

This...what the hell is going on?!

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Where is the ticket...
Chapter completed!