The Chronicles of Longevity on Liaozhai Road

Yang Heng thought for a while, and then drove the ghosts to search around in the cave.

But no matter how these ghosts tossed about, they still couldn't find anything strange in this cave.

Now Yang Heng feels a little regretful in his heart. If he knew this, he should have endured the female monster for a while.

It's all right now, I've entered Baoshan, but I don't know where the treasure is kept.

Unwilling to give up, Yang Heng got down from the paper sedan chair and went to search for it himself, but the result was still the same, it was just an ordinary cave.

Yang Heng was a little discouraged when he got here. Could it be that he was going to return empty-handed this time?

In the end, Yang Heng helplessly cast his yin and yang eyes, trying to see some clues from it.

In Yang Heng's yin and yang eyes, there is still no abnormality in this cave.

At this point, Yang Heng has completely given up. It seems that he does not have the fate to obtain such supernatural powers.

At the moment of Yang Heng's discouragement, in the endless latitude of time and space, the eyes of the Bright Bodhisattva suddenly opened.

The moment Yang Heng opened his eyes, he immediately connected with the mind of the Bodhisattva, and Yang Heng also sensed the thoughts of the Bodhisattva in an instant.

At this moment, a huge and pure Buddhist mana poured into Yang Heng's body along an invisible channel.

With the influx of mana into Yang Heng, the whole body began to emit a great light, which completely enveloped the entire cave in an instant.

In this cave, with the back and forth vibration of the light mana, finally something strange happened in one place.

I saw only a green light shining on a mountain wall. Although this light was weak, it strongly resisted the Buddhist magic power of Guangming Bodhisattva.

When Yang Heng saw this scene, he immediately knew that the treasure he wanted was here.

So Yang Heng stepped forward to the place where the green light was, and looked carefully, only to see that the green light was seeping out from the back of the mountain wall.

Yang Heng hastily ordered the two gods in golden armor to violently destroy this mountain wall.

With the flying of gravel, another small room finally appeared in front of Yang Hengde, it seems that this is the place where the treasure is hidden.

Although the baby was right in front of him, Yang Heng still didn't give up his vigilance. He pointed with his finger, and immediately two golden-armored gods entered the small room.

But as soon as the two golden-armored gods stepped into the small room, they immediately triggered the mechanism inside, and saw a puff of green smoke coming out from there. Turned into fly ash.

Yang Heng was shocked when he saw it, but fortunately he was careful, otherwise he would have met Hades just now.

Yang Heng looked at the small room with a sullen face, thought for a long time, and finally waved his hand behind him, and the countless ghosts began to pour into the small room like clouds of smoke.

With the influx of countless ghosts, the green smoke in the small matter kept vibrating, and all the ghosts who entered the small room were covered by the green smoke, and immediately lost their souls.

Yang Heng stood outside and watched the situation, trembling with distress. You must know these ghosts, but he collected them with great difficulty, are they going to be exhausted here?

However, although Yang Heng felt sorry for the loss of these ghosts, he did not stop and insisted on letting the ghosts fall into the trap.

Because in Yang Heng's calculations, the mechanism inside is very powerful, I am afraid no one is in charge, and he should not have much energy for so many years, now Yang Heng has to rely on the constant impact of these ghosts to consume these remnants energy of.

What Yang Heng thought was really correct. With the entry of these ghosts, the green smoke was still very strong at the beginning, and then the green smoke that spewed out every time began to become dim.

Those ghosts who entered it would not be dissipated immediately, but would only be beaten and screamed incessantly.

A slight smile finally appeared on Yang Heng's face. It seemed that this institution was about to be forced, so Yang Heng continued his efforts and sent the golden armored man next to him, just to use up this organ in one go. The strength of the organ.

Sure enough, after Yang Heng sent the golden-armored godman, the green smoke from the cave became weaker and weaker, and finally, the green smoke completely disappeared.

But that's it, Yang Heng didn't dare to step into this trivial matter, who knows what mechanism is inside?

Therefore, Yang Heng ordered the remaining ghosts and the golden-armored gods to start wandering back and forth in this small room, to test whether there were other magic circles in this small room.

After some testing, there was no change in this small room, so Yang Heng was relieved at this point, and then slowly walked into this small stone cave.

After arriving here, Yang Heng looked around and found that there was only a futon in the center of this small stone room, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Yang Heng walked up to the futon in the middle, looked at it carefully, then thought for a while, then stepped forward, picked up the futon and looked at it carefully.

However, no matter how Yang Heng looked at the futon in his hand, it was just an ordinary straw futon.

Yang Heng sighed, threw the futon on the ground, and started searching again in the small stone room, but in the end, Yang Heng dug up a few feet from the ground in the small stone room, but he didn't find what he wanted. thing.

At this point Yang Heng was completely disappointed, it seemed that he didn't have the fate to get this supernatural power.

Chapter 213 Preaching in Dreams

Yang Heng sighed and walked out of the cave in disappointment.

But when he was about to leave the small stone room, Yang Heng stopped suddenly, and then turned his head to look at the straw futon thrown aside by him.

There was nothing unusual about this straw futon at first glance, it was just an ordinary futon made by peasants in the countryside.

But now Yang Heng thought about it, this cave has been around for many years, and the futon must have been in the cave for a long time, but such a long time did not cause any damage or decay to the futon.Is there really no mystery in this?

Thinking of this, Yang Heng walked forward again, held the futon in his hand, and looked at it carefully again, but he was soon disappointed. In his eyes, the futon was still so ordinary, even a little ugly.

Yang Heng, who still didn't give up, used his mana again and opened the Yin-Yang Eye. He wanted to use the Yin-Yang Eye to see the details of the futon in his hand.

But in his eyes, the futon was still so ordinary, without any flickering of light, nor any ups and downs, it was completely a dead thing.

Yang Heng stood there and thought about it carefully. Although he couldn't see the details of this futon, in Yang Heng's feeling, this futon should be weird.

Since this is the case, simply take it back and study it carefully after a while.

After speaking, Yang Heng directly clamped the futon under his creaking nest, and then walked out of the cave.

After leaving the cave, Yang Heng searched carefully in the valley, and finally found some scattered things in the living place of these little monsters.

For example, some scattered silver, and some clothes stolen from who knows where. As for the various magic and cheat books that Yang Heng wanted, there was none.

Yang Heng sighed, then got on the paper sedan chair, and headed back to Kaoshantun.

When Yang Heng returned to Kaoshantun, it was still dark, so his paper sedan chair was not worried about shocking the people in Kaoshantun.

So Yang Heng returned to the Earth Temple all the way in a sedan chair.

As soon as Yang Heng's sedan chair landed in the courtyard of the Earth Temple, it immediately alarmed the Master Song in the woodshed.

Hearing the movement, Master Song stuck his head out of the window, looked out, and immediately frightened him so much that he sat down on the ground.

It turned out that in his eyes, he only saw a sedan chair with green light, and two ghosts at the front and back respectively carried it and landed in their yard.

Although Master Song doesn't have any magic power, he has been with that Huang Xian for a long time and knows some things about ghosts. Now when he looks at the situation, he knows that ghosts came to him.

Besides, Yang Heng in the yard got off the paper sedan chair, and then blew on the sedan chair behind, and the sedan chair immediately turned into a cloud of black smoke, and then fell into Yang Heng's hands flutteringly, and finally turned into a cloud of black smoke. a blank sheet of paper.

Yang Heng put this one in his arms, glanced at the firewood room, and said, "Prepare me some food, I haven't eaten all day."

Master Song in the firewood room heard Yang Heng's voice, so he dared to poke his head out again, and saw that the ghost sedan chair in the yard had disappeared, and it was the one standing in the yard who came to trouble him Taoist Yang.

How could this Song Taoist dare to be negligent, he hurried out of the woodshed and went straight to the kitchen to prepare food for this grandfather.

After Yang Heng finished his orders, he returned to the East Wing, sat there, and watched carefully with the straw futon.

He didn't know what was going on, and Yang Heng was fascinated. Although he still didn't find anything different about the futon, he entered a mysterious realm unknowingly.

Yang Heng pondered for a long time in this state of not thinking or not, or thinking or thinking, neither thinking nor not thinking.

Suddenly I heard the Taoist who sent Song off outside the wing saying: "Master Taoist, the meal is ready."

This call immediately called Yang Heng out of that mysterious realm.

Yang Heng frowned in displeasure, but he didn't say anything. He put the futon on his bed, stood up, opened the door, and looked outside.

All I saw was that Song Taoist, holding a tray in his hand, standing at the door of the room with a flattering face.

Youdao stretched out his hand not to hit the smiling face, and the other party was smiling and humble. Yang Heng didn't blame him, but just took the tray and said: "There is nothing to do today, go back and rest."

After Yang Heng finished speaking, he immediately closed the door.

Seeing that Yang Heng didn't blame him, the Song Taoist finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then went back to the woodshed with ease, and went to sleep.

Yang Heng returned to the house, took a few mouthfuls of food casually, then sat on the bed again, picked up the futon again, wanting to enter that mysterious realm.

But for some unknown reason, no matter how Yang Heng fiddled with the futon this time, it didn't respond at all.

In the end, Yang Heng was completely discouraged, and threw the futon directly on the bed, and he himself fell on the bed and began to fall into a deep sleep.

In his sleep, Yang Heng felt that he had drifted to a place.

Here, the mountains and rivers are tall and majestic, the rivers are majestic, all kinds of rare and exotic animals are walking non-stop, there are colorful phoenixes in the sky, and flying dragons are constantly wandering.

Yang Heng stood there hazily, already attracted by the beauty of this world, completely unable to extricate himself.

Suddenly at this time, a man of God flew out of the sky.

I saw this man of God wearing a purple gold crown on his head, wearing a colorful Taoist robe, walking on cloud shoes, and he was wearing a Taoist Quanzhen.

I saw the Taoist came to a lake, took the floating dust in his hand, and pointed at the lake three times in a row.

After Yang Heng watched the floating dust from a distance, it didn't seem to cause any waves, but soon Yang Heng felt that something was wrong, because in the depths of the lake, a vortex began to surge.

As the vortex rolled, a golden dragon suddenly jumped out from the center of the vortex.

As soon as the golden dragon jumped out of the lake, it grew when it saw the wind, and immediately grew into a huge monster with a length of nearly a hundred feet.

Then the golden dragon spun in the sky, and then rushed down suddenly, the sharp claws in front had already gone straight to the top door of the Taoist priest.

The Taoist stepped back abruptly, dodging the blow, then he swung his arms and muttered words, and then saw that his body also grew in the wind, and within a few strokes, he had grown to a height of thousands of feet.

Up to now, that golden dragon has become a little brother in front of this Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest leaped forward suddenly, and a cloud of mist rose up under his feet, dragging the Taoist priest straight to the golden dragon in midair.

The golden dragon in mid-air did not show any weakness, he leaped forward and suddenly spewed out a golden flame from his mouth, this flame just hit the Taoist priest's chest.

The Taoist priest's Taoist robe was immediately burned.

But the Taoist priest didn't have any fear. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the burning Taoist robe and tore it off his body, before throwing it on the ground.

Then the Taoist jumped in front of the golden dragon several times in a row, then stretched out his giant hand, and directly grabbed the golden dragon's waist.

How could the golden dragon allow the other party to restrain him, he circled his body around this arm, and then violently tried to smash this arm completely.

But no matter how hard he tried, the arm still remained motionless.

The Taoist stretched out his left hand, grabbed the golden dragon's head, and squeezed it hard.

The golden dragon let out a miserable howl, and then his whole body went limp.

The Taoist grabbed the golden dragon's body and slammed it to the ground.

This time, the golden dragon was knocked down from midair, and directly smashed onto a mountain not far away, shattering the mountain in half.

And the golden dragon was already on the verge of dying after this blow.

Only then did the Taoist descend from the sky again, and then came to the Golden Dragon, took out a gold collar from his bosom, and put it directly on the Golden Dragon's neck.

After that, the Taoist priest shook his body, and immediately shrunk back to the size of a normal person from a height of nearly a thousand feet.

The Taoist priest recited the incantation, and the golden dragon began to shrink slowly, and finally turned into a small golden snake only one foot long.

I saw that the little snake seemed to have accepted the arrangement of fate, it shook its head, spit out the letter, and then got into the Taoist priest's Taoist robe.

The Taoist then smiled slightly, took a quick look at Yang Heng, and then quickly disappeared with his feet on the clouds.

And Yang Heng, who was in the distance, was immediately shocked by the Taoist priest.

Because the Taoist priest's glance just now seemed to see through everything about Yang Heng, and he knew his past and future.

In Yang Heng's feeling, the Taoist didn't even need to do anything, as long as it was an idea, he would not end well.

And then Yang Heng quickly withdrew from the dream, and when they sat up from the bed, they already felt that they were covered in sweat, and their bodies were still shaking.

Yang Heng was frightened by the Taoist priest in his dream.

After a long time, when he regained his composure, he suddenly found that in his sea of ​​consciousness, there was a very complicated spell shining there.

Faced with this situation, Yang Heng was not afraid, because if this was a spell cast on him by the other party, as long as he traveled back to modern times, he would be able to isolate the other party's induction.

At that time, as long as one's soul senses the Light Bodhisattva and reintegrates with the Light Bodhisattva, by virtue of the Light Bodhisattva's personality, he should be able to easily expel the other party's curse.

However, driven by curiosity, Yang Heng's consciousness still touched the spell.

As Yang Heng touched the talisman, the talisman suddenly began to surge with a shocking aura, and then the inner alchemy at Yang Heng's dantian began to spew out a steady stream of mana.

As the mana poured into the talisman, the talisman released a series of mysterious rules, enveloping Yang Heng's entire body.

Then Yang Heng felt his body thrust upwards suddenly, and then his head touched the beam of the house.

Chapter 214