"Thank you for your mercy!"
A flash of divine light flashed across the plate, and a golden light was emitted. All the ghosts rose from the void and looked at each other, each disappearing into the void.
Outside, Li Pingan is looking at the bottle in his palm and whispering, "A group of baiwenhang are being original to save you, but they all feel the jade emperor. The question is, are you grateful to the jade emperor?" Will his old man look at you? "
Li Pingan got up and turned around and creaked a dozen doors. In the evening, snowflakes fell and whispered, "Is it snowing again?"
Qingyu came running from the outside and shouted, "Master has dinner."
Li Pingan walked out of the hall and walked to the backyard and asked, "Is there any news from Ningyne?"
Clear rain ran to the front of Li Pingan stopped and shook his head and said "not yet! But there is news from Xiaoshi and Xiaochun. "
"Oh ~" Li Pingan said in surprise. "How did they come back at the same time?" With a look, he said, "Did they also suffer an attack on the spirit sacrifice?"
Qingyu nodded behind Li Pingan and said, "They all said that they were attacked. Xiaochun caught one who ran away from a small stone and accidentally killed one. They said that they were all soldiers in red armor."
Li Pingan frowned and said, "Sure enough, the killing of the sacrifice spirit is not a case but someone deliberately."
Qingyu held a small fist and said angrily, "It’s really disgusting."
……
On a snowy night, Heifengzhai lit a bonfire and the square was crying.
In the darkness outside the village, Ning acetylene stood quietly in front of him with a black umbrella. After watching all this silently for a moment, he waved and turned and walked away. Before him, a small crane with a black umbrella reappeared, farther and farther in the snowy night.
Chapter one hundred and forty-five The new offering spirit
After dinner, it was clear and snowy, and I was busy cleaning up the dishes.
Li Pingan sat in the theme and said, "Clear snow and clear rain."
Clear snow and clear rain all looked up at Li Pingan with doubts in his eyes.
Li Pingan said, "You can rest after cleaning up! Teacher has something to do. "
Qingyu asked curiously, "Master, what are you going to do?"
Before Li Pingan could answer Qingyu, he suddenly became excited and cried, "I know that Master is going to beat the bad guys? Shall I go too? "
Li Pingan shook his head and said, "No!"
"Ah ~ what?" Clear rain disappointed and said
Li Pingan said, "The Sanqing concept will depend on your protection after the teacher goes out."
Qingxue was sensible and said, "It’s Master!"
Qingyu was immediately excited and cried, "Don’t worry, Master! With my protection, Sanqingguan will be fine. "
Li Pingan nodded and said, "I believe you!" Got up and walked out.
In the sight of clear snow and clear rain, Li Pingan walked out of the hall and stepped into the snow. When the snow fell on Li Pingan’s head, it would automatically float to the side and be difficult to approach.
Li Pingan went to Sanqing Hall to fetch three long incense sticks and made three obeisances to the statue of Sanqing Daozu. He said respectfully, "Sanqing Daozu, the world’s ancestor, has made many sacrifices to the outside world, and I don’t know how many villages are dying. I really can’t bear to be original. I want Shanpudu sentient beings to ask Daozu to bless me so that my brother won’t encounter a big monster, a big monster and a big devil."
Li Pingan inserted three incense sticks into the incense tripod, picked up the Sanqing Zujiao bottle and turned and walked out.
Li Pingan didn’t call Qingniu this time. Now, for those villages that don’t offer sacrifices to the spirits, they may be attacked by fierce beasts at any time. It’s faster to fly with the royal sword at the moment of life and death.
Li Pingan walked out of Sanqing’s waist with a long sword in his arm. When he jumped out, a rotation became the size of a door panel, and Li Pingan’s foot fell to the size of a door panel. Li Ping stepped on the flying sword and crossed his legs, but he rose and whew away.
Li Pingan sat cross-legged, flying sword, and a spiritual rain shield isolated the strong air pressure coming from his face, and muttered, "It’s better to feel like this, and it’s better to grasp some when sitting than Amdo."
Look down at the face and say, "Here we are!" Mind move fly sword slowly down to suspend black wind village.
In Heifengzhai Square, even on a snowy night, the bonfire keeps burning. There are two big men who are silently adding dry wood to the bonfire. In the village house, there is a faint cry or a violent roar.