C1241 Staying by trees and waiting for rabbits
Ye Qian had seen the Seven Deadly Blood Formation before in the Immortal World. Although it was a low-grade formation in Ye Qian's eyes, this formation was still rather cruel as well, and would require the purest blood of seven virgins to activate the formation. Furthermore, once the formation was activated, one would be able to summon the endless blood fiend energy around the formation to be used by others, so those who were able to use this formation were not good people to Ye Qian.
The person in the Death Village was indeed as Ye Qian had expected, and was not a good person. Although he was using the strength of the Daoist Sect's palm, the strength of the palm had already lost the freedom of the Daoist Sect, and was instead filled with a strong, evil Qi. This kind of evil Qi could only be revered by people who had been imprisoned for countless years, and this made Ye Qian even more curious, who exactly was this person hiding in the Death Village?
Feeling this powerful palm force charging straight at him, the current Ye Qian stood at the entrance of the mountain without moving at all. With a light tap of his finger, a Chaotic Spiritual Energy surged out of his hand and formed a large buddhist hand seal.
"Hehe, Dao Clan's Cultivation Methods, and also the main sect of the Celestial Sect of Wonders. Looks like this person has some connections with Mount Kunlun. If I have the chance to meet Kou Zhentian, I might be able to ask him!"
Ye Qian squinted his eyes, looking as if he was lifting something heavy lightly.
At this moment, within the villa in the Death Village, the strike that the white-clothed old man used with all his might did not produce any effect. Instead, it was repelled by the golden light of the buddhist Swastika that was suspended above his head.
Under the counterattack, the old man spat out a mouthful of blood, and his entire body seemed to decline a lot.
Holding the blood in his mouth, the old man said angrily, "Who is it, who is it? "Damn it, this is a buddhist seal, and it also has the pure strength of a Taoist. Could it be that this old man's Seven Evils Blood Flow Formation has already been discovered, and the two buddhist sects have already arrived here?"
This old man had never expected that there would actually be someone with a buddhist Cultivation Methods in this world, and that someone would be able to cultivate these two Cultivation Methods s to such a pure blue flame.
The old man continuously shook his head and said, "No, no, this old man has already stayed here for more than a thousand years. I don't want to stay here any longer, no matter who it is, none of you can stop this old man. This old man must leave, definitely!"
At this moment, the old man was gritting his teeth in a manner that seemed to be announcing something.
However, although the old man was dissatisfied, he did not dare to act rashly in the face of the powerful golden light of the Swastika in the sky.
For him, he had already suffered a loss once, so he definitely could not suffer a second loss. After all, he still needed to conserve his strength to break through the formation. If he was injured at this moment, he would have to wait for at least another hundred years before being able to leave this run-down village.
Calm, the entire Death Village was currently as calm as death. That silent feeling made one's heart inexplicably feel terrifying.
He stood up and stood in the courtyard of the manor. The old man kept pinching his fingers as if he was calculating something. Occasionally, he would raise his head and look at the moon in the sky.
"Tomorrow night, tomorrow night. Tomorrow night is the time when the mountain range is filled with the heaviest yin aura. This old man has done everything possible to move the ancestors of this foolish villager to that mountain range just for this day. "
As he spoke, the old man raised his head and looked at the Swastika Buddha Palm in the sky with contempt, "Humph, so what if it's a buddhist ability? When tomorrow night comes, this old man's array formation will be complete and none of you can do anything to this old man. If you want to imprison this old man forever, then go dream!"
With that, the old man's body flashed and disappeared from the courtyard.
And at this moment, on top of the Taiping Mountains, Ye Qian was drinking wine while gnawing on the roasted pig leg in his hand. His expression was extremely casual, as if he didn't take the change at the foot of the mountain seriously at all.
On the contrary, Condor who stood beside Ye Qian still seemed to have a face full of shock.
Gently pulling Ye Qian's arm, the Condor became confused and turned to look at the Taiping Mountains that had calmed down. Only then did the Condor say: "An, quiet down, Ye, Marshal Ye, those ghost soldiers, those ghost soldiers …."
Without waiting for the Condor to finish speaking, Ye Qian patted its shoulders and said: "Don't worry, they have all retreated!"
"He … he retreated?"
The Condor looked incredulous, as if it did not understand how the ghost soldiers were able to retreat.
However, Ye Qian took a big gulp of wine and explained, "The Condor, this mountain range is indeed an ancient battlefield, and the soldiers and spirits within the mountain range have never scattered either. The reason why they suddenly appeared just now was because they were summoned by the Seven Fiends Blood Formation on the mountain. Now that I have sealed the formation, these ghost soldiers will naturally retreat! "
"Oh, so that's how it is!"
Listening to Ye Qian's explanation, the Condor could only let out a sigh of relief.
But soon, the Condor reacted and asked Ye Qian: "Marshal Ye, then who is controlling such a strange array at the foot of the mountain? I think that these people with Death Village are just a bunch of ordinary people, there shouldn't be anyone that has such great ability, right? "
Ye Qian shook his head and said, "I don't know either. I had already used my spiritual will to scout around the village, but unfortunately, that person lives in a luxurious manor, and the manor is sealed by a powerful formation. My spiritual will is unable to penetrate the formation with my Void Body, so I wanted to find out who that person is, but I will have to wait until we enter the village before I can take a look! "
The Condor nodded heavily.
Ye Qian seemed to be thirsty from his explanation, as he drank two mouthfuls of the good wine in his hand, and then said to the Condor: "Alright, the matter has been resolved, you can drink a cup, eat some food, and eat heartily. We'll rest here for the night and continue searching for that monster tomorrow! "1
Ye Qian's words woke the man from his dreams.
Hearing Ye Qian's words, the Condor began to crumble. "Heh heh, Marshal Ye, you really don't have to say it. Hearing you say it like that, I'm really a little hungry!"
As he said that, the Condor immediately turned around and ran towards the fragrant roasted pig. Just now, the Condor was so shocked that it had lost a roasted pig leg. Now that the ghost soldiers were gone, the Seven Evils Blood Traversing Array was also suppressed. He twisted one of the legs off, opened his mouth and began to chew.
While the Condor was gnawing on the leg of the pig, it was moaning in pleasure. Not far from the Taiping Mountains, a dark green light shot straight towards the Condor, or more accurately, towards the fragrant roasted pig beside the Condor.
And at the same time, Ye Qian also put down the pig leg in his hand, and then, the corner of his mouth raised, and after being stunned for a moment, he started to laugh non-stop: "Looks like the allure of delicious food is truly limitless, be it humans or monsters, hehe, it seems that this move of mine is quite effective."
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