The Chronicles of Longevity on Liaozhai Road

After that, the Light Bodhisattva patted the unicorn on the head, and the unicorn immediately flew up and came to the original vortex.

When it got here, the unicorn would not go any further.

It turns out that this vortex is the only passage from this space to the outside world, but since Qilin was born, he tried every means to go out, but every time he was rejected by this passage, let alone the suffering.

Because of this, this Qilin was also scared of being beaten.

Therefore, usually when he is summoned by others, and people outside provide a lot of mana support, so that he can barely endure the pain, he will give birth to a hand or half of his body to breathe.

The Bright Bodhisattva seemed to understand the Qilin's scruples, he patted the Qilin's head, and said.

"Don't worry, just go ahead."

After hearing the words of the Bodhisattva of Light, the unicorn seemed to have a backbone, so four groups of colorful clouds emerged from under its feet, supporting the Bodhisattva of Light and flew towards the passage.

As soon as the unicorn approached the sky, the channel seemed to change, and bursts of purple lightning kept falling.

Seeing this lightning unicorn, he shivered, but the one sitting on his back was his master, so the unicorn couldn't help but grit his teeth and continue forward.

And the bright head sitting on top could see the lightning strike, just smiled slightly, and then the body was full of light.

There are clusters of flames in the light, forming a backlight.

And those invisible lightning, as soon as they came into contact with these flames and light, they immediately tamed, not only did not fall, but formed a halo of light behind the Bodhisattva of Light.

Immediately afterwards, a little red light flew over from the passage, and the Light Bodhisattva stretched out his hand to catch it lightly.

The red light falling into the hands of the Bodhisattva of Light is a red bone fragment.

Light Bodhisattva lightly stroked the bone piece with his hand, and then understood the usefulness of this thing.

It turns out that this bone piece is the real hub of this space. Only by controlling this bone piece can we control this small space and become the way of heaven in this small space.

The Bright Bodhisattva did not leave the passage immediately, but frowned and thought about it.

What kind of power is the person who originally opened up this small space to have such supernatural powers.

If it was placed in the prehistoric world, this person's supernatural powers are not small, and he could almost become a golden fairy.

But such a person has also fallen.

This made Guangming Bodhisattva feel a little jealous. Is there any mystery in this world that he doesn't know?

But he quickly abandoned these troubles, because the sky fell and there was a big man to support it.

There are countless gods, bodhisattvas, and Buddhas on top of him.

Coupled with the suppression of those big Luo Jinxians, it is hard to believe that there are forces in this world that can compete with them.

After speaking here, the Bright Bodhisattva put the bone fragment in his arms and patted the unicorn's head lightly.

The unicorn immediately formed clouds under its feet, and continued to float outward.

When Dao came outside, Guangming Bodhisattva looked at the golden cicada pattern tied up on the altar, without any expression on his face.

Because in the view of Guangming Bodhisattva, it was the woman in front of him who blocked Yang Heng's cultivation, otherwise, with Yang Heng's opportunity and luck, he would have become a fairy long ago.

But it's too late to say anything now.

So Guangming Bodhisattva stretched out his right hand and waved at the passage behind him, and the passage was immediately hidden in the void and could never be found again.

After that, the Bright Bodhisattva stretched out his hand again, pointing at the golden cicada pattern.

The golden cicada pattern immediately woke up from the lethargy.

But Jin Chanwen obviously didn't know where she was when she woke up, she just felt that she was tied up.

This time the golden cicada pattern is a little anxious.

I saw her constantly shaking her body, trying to get rid of the ropes on her body, but no matter how she used her supernatural powers, the ropes tied to her body remained motionless.

Just when Jin Chanwen was in despair, she felt an eye in the void, staring at her all the time.

She looked up, only to see a giant unicorn in mid-air, and sitting on the back of the unicorn was Bright Bodhisattva.

Now I still don't understand, I have been plotted against, thanks to the Light Bodhisattva who came to save me.

So Jin Chanwen hurriedly opened his mouth to pray.

"Praise Nanwu Guangming Bodhisattva, the Bodhisattva is merciful and merciful, and will respond to every request. The believer is suffering now, and I ask the Bodhisattva to bless you."

The eyes of the Bright Bodhisattva in mid-air flickered, and finally stretched out his right hand and nodded at the golden cicada pattern.

Then the rope that tied the golden cicada pattern fell off automatically and fell at the feet of the golden cicada pattern.

Jin Chanwen, who was freed, didn't care about the messy clothes on her body. She hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down on the ground, thanking the Bright Bodhisattva in the void.

But the Bright Bodhisattva didn't respond to her, but lightly patted the Qilin's head.

The big-headed unicorn seemed to understand the thoughts of the Bright Bodhisattva, only to see clouds forming under his feet again, and then disappeared in an instant, without a trace.

Chapter 615

Yang Heng, who was hundreds of miles away, had actually been paying attention to everything that happened in the valley.

After knowing that Jin Chanwen had escaped safely, he breathed a sigh of relief, and fixed his eyes on the young man in front of him.

The young man was very good at observing words and expressions, and he was also surprised when he found that Yang Heng's face became relaxed.

You must know that he spent a lot of money this time to link the beast in the secret realm of Shimen to the place where the golden cicada tattoo was trapped.

He knew how powerful that ferocious beast was, even an expert of the Earth Immortal might not be able to survive one or two rounds against this ferocious beast.

After thinking of this, the young man relaxed again. He didn't believe that besides Yang Heng, anyone else could save Jin Chanwen.

When thinking of this, the young man rolled his eyes.

Then his figure turned into nothingness.

And Yang Heng frowned suddenly, because he felt an invisible mist floating around him.

The mist began to spread around as if it was alive.

What makes people feel scalp numb is that the mist seems to be alive, trying to penetrate into Yang Heng's body.

Fortunately, Yang Heng has great supernatural powers now, even if he doesn't work hard, there is still a faint magic power in his body, which resists the intrusion of the mist.

But just to be on the safe side, Yang Heng hurriedly added a layer of Golden Light Curse to himself.

Then Yang Heng's body emitted golden rays of light, and the mist was immediately repelled when it touched the rays of light.

Yang Heng frowned and thought for a while, this fog should have something to do with that young man just now.

Then Yang Heng was not polite anymore, only saw him take out Mu Ruyi, and then chanted the mantra.

"The first turn is Liushen Zang, the second turn is the four evils, the third turn is Kuigang, the fourth turn is thunder and fire, the fifth turn is thunderbolt, the sixth turn is the death of mountain ghosts, the seventh turn is taken against the sky, the head is broken, and the feet are 15 kinds of evil. And go to my five thunders and don't move, hurry like a law."

Then Mu Ruyi released an immeasurable light, and there were traces of small lightning hidden in this light.

Yang Hengwen stroked Mu Ruyi with his right hand, and the lightning attached to Mu Ruyi began to burst out, heading straight for the surrounding fog.

As soon as these lightnings touched the invisible mist, they immediately made a "sizzling" sound.

Immediately afterwards, the mist seemed to be alive, and began to surge and disperse around.

The mist that Yang Heng pushed back immediately opened his Yin-Yang Dharma Eye, and began to contemplate the place where the mist disappeared.

In Yang Heng's Dharma Eye, the mist exudes a faint green light, and objects with a trace of red in this green light are constantly wandering.

It is also this red thing that connects all the mist, preventing them from becoming invisible.

It seems that this red object should be the key to the young man's spell.

Yang Heng thought for a while, and took out the ghost-shaping stick from his arms.

This treasure has a natural restraint effect on ghosts of the soul type.

Try it this time, does it have the same effect on the red object in the mist?

Thinking of this, Yang Heng waved the ghost-shaping stick, and in the ghost-shaping stick, bursts of rules immediately emanated, linking to the heavens in the sky.

Following the appearance of the rules, the fog in the distance shook violently, and immediately returned to its original state.

Yang Heng smiled when he saw this.

Sure enough, before he could do anything, the mist began to be afraid. It seemed that the ghost-shaping stick really had an effect on him.

If this is the case, then I will not be polite.

Then Yang Heng waved the rules in the ghost-shaping stick, and immediately it was like a whip whipping towards the mist in the distance.

This time it was very lively, as soon as the mist came into contact with the rules emanating from the ghost-shaping stick, it immediately began to become invisible.

This time, it wasn't that the mist disappeared, but that it was really broken up.

Immediately afterwards, the rules fell into the middle of the fog.

Afterwards, the entire fog began to roll violently, and after a while, the fog began to condense towards the center, and soon, the fog fell a hundred meters away from Yang Heng like a solid body.

After that, there was another tumbling, and finally the fog dissipated to reveal the human figure inside.

The young man appeared in front of Yang Teng again.

But this time, the young man was in a very embarrassing situation, with blood continuously flowing from his mouth and nose, and the clothes on his body were already torn, one after another.

The young man looked at Yang Heng with resentment and gritted his teeth, wishing he could swallow him alive.

Yang Heng was also surprised, it was only the first time he met this young man, how could this young man hate him so much.

Just now I fought against the old eunuch, and the old eunuch was defeated and fled, but this young man dared to stay.

How much hatred is this to forget the danger of life.

But since you stayed to make things difficult for me, don't blame me for taking your life.

Then Yang Heng put the ghost-shaping stick in his arms, and lifted Mu Ruyi up high again.

"Thunder envoys from five directions, showing off their majestic powers, gathered at the altar, and the ghosts and gods were all shocked. They untie the ropes for me and send away the evil spirits. I submit to the emperor of the North Pole."

When Mu Ruyi in Yang Heng's hand was struck by this spell, it immediately became gleaming.

Next, Yang Heng pointed Mu Ruyi at the young man in the distance.

The young man obviously also felt that his life was threatened, only to see him flicking his robe sleeves in front of him, and bursts of red mist were set off.

In the mist, there seemed to be black spirit bodies wandering around.

These spirit bodies are different from Yang Heng's ghosts.

They are natural elves raised by nature, and were captured by this young man when he wandered around the mountains and forests.

After using the secret method, this body's supernatural powers can be cultivated.

On the surface, this supernatural power looks like a thin layer of mist. In fact, due to the existence of these elves, this faint mist has the toughness like a mountain.

Generally speaking, not to mention spells, even the top magic weapon can't break through the defense of the fog.

Sure enough, as soon as the electric light released by Yang Heng this time came into contact with the mist, it was immediately melted, and was swallowed up by the mist as a tonic.

Seeing this scene, Yang Heng frowned. The faint mist in front of your eyes is a bit more powerful than the supernatural powers displayed by that young man just now.

It seems that ordinary spells still have no effect on this young man.

The young man also obviously saw the unsightly expression on Yang Heng's face. He thought Yang Heng was at the end of his game.

So a smug smile appeared on his face.

Immediately afterwards, he patted the faint mist in front of him lightly, and the mist turned into nothingness and merged into the air again.

Next, the young man began to chant a mantra to Yang Heng.

"Go up to the black sky, go down to the dark land, there is no light in the dark sky, there is no door to the dark land, black people can't grow, make gods ignorant, ghosts can't see, take thirteen levels of demons up, and go down to eighteen levels of hell, take back evil and retreat, Collect ghosts and ghosts. Hurry like a law."

After chanting, Zhou Yu, the young man, immediately threw out another spell. Once the mysterious rules produced by this spell were combined with this talisman, a qualitative change took place immediately.

All I saw was a portal leading to another gloomy world slowly opening in the invisible void.

Yang Heng watched all this from a distance, and his heart skipped a beat. He had a premonition that if the spell were to succeed, his life would be in danger in the end.

So Yang Heng didn't neglect, and threw the Mu Ruyi in his hand into the air.

"Electric light comes from Kanfang, spews fire for thousands of miles, and goes up to heaven. I will obey the emperor's order."

This time, Mu Ruyi launched with all her strength.

As time fell into the void, black clouds began to billow, and there were streaks of lightning in the black clouds, like a dragon swimming, flickering non-stop.