Taoist Live: Family members must believe in science

Huang Xiyao's ghost couldn't break through the barrier of the fire for a while, and could only watch Shi Kuan fly past his eyes.

The ghost let out a mournful howl, and the black smoke was so thick that it was about to melt into water.

The surrounding wind howled non-stop, as if it wanted to destroy everything in front of it, destroy the whole world.

Sensing the changes around him, Qu Qingfeng looked solemn.

Putting two fingers together to form a sword finger, he took out a piece of talisman paper from his waist and sandwiched it between the sword fingers.

The young man's lips quivered slightly, bead-sized beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and his eyes were fixed on the front.

With the fall of the last word, the talisman paper suddenly burst into light, and then dimmed, like the flash of stars in the sky.

Qu Qingfeng pierced the talisman with the mahogany sword in his right hand, and the mahogany sword instantly shone brightly.

The talisman paper burned violently at this moment.

The light that was as bright as day pushed back the black smoke that had already pushed towards him.

Within one meter around the boy, everything was covered by light, and all the black smoke that tried to penetrate would melt away like snow in spring.

"Smelly Taoist priest, get out!"

The eyes of Huang Xiyao's ghost were fixed on the door behind the young man.

The ghost's voice was sharp and shrill, like a bloody sword piercing into Qu Qingfeng's ear.

The lights around him flickered for a moment, but quickly returned to normal.

The formation that Qu Qingfeng is using now is called Yangchun Baixue.

As the name suggests, this set of formations doesn't have much lethality. Its only function is to prevent evil spirits within a certain range from getting out or getting in.

In other words, this set of formations is like a cage, the evil spirits inside cannot get out, and the evil spirits outside cannot enter.

But that being said, it's not just evil spirits, even ordinary people can't even think about entering and leaving this formation at will.

It is equivalent to saying that once this formation is to be used to protect ordinary people.

You have to make sure that there are no other evil spirits around, otherwise this formation will be useless, and it may even make those who want to protect die a little faster.

When the master was going to pass on this formation to Qu Qingfeng, Qu Qingfeng felt that the formation was too weak, and he didn't learn it well at all.

Since it is used as a defensive formation, the safety of the people in the formation cannot be guaranteed, so what is the use of it?
If you have time to learn this kind of tasteless thing, it is better to learn two more attack techniques, the effect is the same anyway.

It is because of this kind of mentality that after so many years, Qu Qingfeng's familiarity with this formation is still infinitely close to zero.

Today, it is only with the help of the system that it can barely be used.

Seeing that the formation was a bit unstable, Qu Qingfeng swung the mahogany sword and drew some more spells in the void.

With the last stroke, the light beside the boy seemed to expand another ten centimeters.

Qu Qingfeng wiped off the sweat on his forehead and let out a long breath.

Master, master, please bless this formation until Miss Zhou arrives!

Don't worry, after I go back this time, I will definitely practice harder and never underestimate any method.

Please bless me, master!
Qu Qingfeng's eyes were fixed on Huang Xiyao's ghost, praying silently in his heart.

Originally, the boy didn't intend to use this formation. After all, the boy is not very familiar with it, and it can even be said that he doesn't know it at all.

But the development of the matter was too fast, forcing Qu Qingfeng to use the power of the system to display this formation.

Otherwise, he was not sure that he could not hurt Huang Xiyao's ghost and protect Shi Kuan from harm in such a short period of time.

"Huang Xiyao, calm down first..."

After Qu Qingfeng stabilized the formation, he wanted to persuade him.

But before he finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by the shrill voice of Huang Xiyao's ghost.

"Smelly Taoist priest, you'd better get out of the way!"

"Do you think such a small formation breaking technique can stop me?"

The voice of the ghost came into the ears, and the feeling of being stabbed by needles just now came again clearly.

The young man's mind flickered, and the light of the formation suddenly dimmed.

With the dimming of the light of the formation, the black smoke that had already receded, at this moment, surged in like a tide.

Qu Qingfeng looked at the black smoke approaching quickly in front of his eyes, resisted the feeling of splitting headache, and swung the mahogany sword.

The glowing light on the mahogany sword slightly made up for the dim light around it, slowing down the momentum of the billowing black smoke attack.

Seeing this situation, Huang Xiyao's ghost uttered a mournful whistle again.

The sound was like a loudspeaker installed, filling the entire rooftop in an instant, enveloping Qu Qingfeng.

The boy felt that there were thousands of troops fighting in his mind.

The blood soaked/soaked the sky, and the earth was like an ocean/ocean, full of broken limbs.

There are souls who died in vain everywhere, crying and roaring, begging Qu Qingfeng feebly to avenge them and take them away.

Dimly, Qu Qingfeng felt that the sky in front of him had turned blood red.

The whole head seemed to explode.

His body shook uncontrollably, and he tried hard to stand still, but he couldn't do anything.

The radiance of the mahogany sword in his hand became increasingly dimmer, and it seemed to disappear.

The light that originally enveloped the whole body by one meter has only fifty centimeters left.

Billowing black smoke occupied most of the places.

After seeing this scene, Huang Xiyao's ghost let out a somewhat maniacal laugh.

"Smelly Taoist priest, don't you claim to bring justice for others?"

"Then first help these soldiers who died in battle decades ago, and bring about justice!"

It turned out that Huang Xiyao's ghost accidentally heard some voices after scaring Wu Quan to death.

After following the sound, Huang Xiyao found some ghosts in military uniforms.

After a brief understanding, Huang Xiyao knew.

It turned out that this peach forest was used as a mass grave for prisoners of war a long time ago.

All the prisoners of war were shot here uniformly, and then buried here on the spot.

Because of the deep resentment, the dead souls of the Tomahawks lingered here, refusing to leave, until they met Huang Xiyao.

Huang Xiyao didn't know how to persuade them, but actually made them transfer all their power to Huang Xiyao, including the obsession that would not dissipate even if they died.

Gathering the obsessions of many dead souls, the whistling sound of Huang Xiyao's ghost, even if it is an extremely advanced Taoist, will be tricked.

Not to mention Qu Qingfeng.

Now Qu Qingfeng's mind is full of all kinds of obsessions and wandering ghosts.

Their obsessions are different, and some even conflict with each other.

But the only thing in common is that they are all begging Qu Qingfeng for help.

Gathering the obsessions of many people, it slowly began to affect Qu Qingfeng's mind.

His eyes began to turn red slowly, and the hand holding the mahogany sword began to relax a little.