Chapter 316: A Fight Across Time

kill!

The shouts and cries of killing shook the heaven and the earth.

One figure after another leaped from the ground and rushed towards the sky.

Various secret techniques and blooming brilliance illuminate the night sky.

With the teacher's backup, everyone mobilized their divine power to the fullest extent and attacked without restraint.

hungry!
A whisper came from the direction of Fengpu City.

In an instant, all the brilliance disappeared, as if swallowed by something.

Red robes fell like rain, continuously falling from the night sky.

"This ghost has devoured millions of people. We cannot control it."

"Big Brother, please ask the teacher for the talisman!"

Yanjian stood in the sky and roared back.

Luo Siyuan's face was not panicked, but rather calm and indifferent.

The hand that was tucked into the sleeve slowly stretched out.

His hands glowed, and a scarlet talisman appeared in his hands.

The old man knelt down, holding the talisman in both hands and raised it up with great piety.

"Please, teacher, kill the demon!"

boom!
At this moment, the heaven and earth shook violently, and an indescribable aura flooded out!

In the flames above the sky, many Taoists collapsed on the ground, each with an expression of great respect.

"Praise, Lord Xuanyang."

"Praise, teacher!"

Everyone murmured unconsciously.

The talisman rose into the air, its light grew stronger, and then began to burn.

boom!
The mountains and rivers shook, and the city collapsed.

Runes one after another flew out from the talisman's glow and rushed towards the city.

At this moment, the starving ghost, who had never been seen, appeared.

A child-like figure appeared above the city, looking at the burning talisman from afar.

The head is round, the limbs are thin, the belly is as big as a ball, and the body is covered with seams.

A pair of gray eyes actually showed a hint of retreat at this moment.

You have to know that ghosts have no self-will at all and only kill based on instinct.

hungry!
A murmur.

The surging sea of ​​runes paused for a moment.

However, it covered the ghost's body at an even faster speed.

Hungry! Hungry! Hungry!
A layer of gray mist emerged from the rune sea, extremely evil and obliterating all light.

puff!
Scarlet chains rose from the talisman, like bloody immortal swords, rushing into the mist and stabbing at the starving ghost.

In an instant, all the gray fog collapsed.

Chains stretched for thousands of miles, like a twisting dragon, pulling the ghosts, and rushing towards the talisman at a high speed.

Soon, all the strange phenomena disappeared, and only the talisman emitting a faint red glow remained in the night sky.

Luo Siyuan stood up, stretched out his hand and took the fallen talisman.

Looking at the talisman with a missing corner, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

After all, this talisman is a protective item given to me by my teacher.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother. After you suppress this ghost, you will soon be able to become a Taoist exorcist."

Yanjian descended from the sky and bowed to congratulate.

The Taoists who had recovered some of their divine powers also came over one by one, and most of them congratulated him.

The old Taoist shook his head and stretched out his hand, revealing a broken talisman and a starving ghost depicted on it.

"This demon was suppressed by my teacher, not by me. I don't want to become a demon-killing Taoist priest based on this."

"My fellow disciples, if you want to learn from it, you can ask me for it in private."

The crowd fell silent, everyone looked at the talisman carefully with different expressions.

You must know that a Taoist exorcist at this level needs to suppress thousands of ghosts before entering the realm of Taoist master.

Each of them needs more ghosts.

"Senior Brother, since you don't want it, can you give it to me?" Yan Jian spoke first.

"it is good."

The old Taoist nodded and handed the talisman over directly.

"Thank you, big brother."

Yan Jian bowed and thanked him before taking the talisman.

At this moment, everyone realized that the old Taoist was not being polite and really thought so.

The blond man standing in the crowd curled his lips. He seemed to know what the senior brother was thinking.

The teacher once said that Taoist children and Taoist priests are the roots, and Taoist priests and Taoist masters are the fruits. The deeper the roots, the brighter the fruits.

But in this era of the White Walker resurgence, every step is slow.

The foundation can be repaired in the future.

……

Xuanyang Temple.

After a year of expansion, it has occupied Taibai Mountain.

Thirteen thousand disciples were either running among the mountains to strengthen their bodies, or sitting cross-legged on the mountain tops, breathing in and out to refine their spiritual power.

Mount Loulan, the ancestral site of Taoist temples, is home to a temple dedicated to the God of Xuanyang.

There is a touch of illusion and haziness at this moment.

Liang Hui sat cross-legged on a cushion. A faint red mist filled the air, shading his figure.

Only a pair of eyes were revealed.

Even though Luo Siyuan had tamed the starving ghost, the young man's eyes did not change at all.

As high as the sky, as indifferent and heartless as God.

"You've been observing for half a year, and you still haven't come out?"

"Ugh!"

“You have indeed discovered it.”

A whisper, carrying the vicissitudes of time.

As the sound came, everything around began to blur and become hazy, except Liang Hui and the statue behind him, which remained the same as before.

Tick ​​tock!

Everything around is like a colorful painting, starting to reverse the flow and reappearing its former glory.

In the end, all the scenes stopped at an old man with short hair.

The old man was wearing a cotton-padded jacket unique to the old times. Half of his face looked resolute, while the other half was covered with rotten flesh and exposed white bones.

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged in front of the young man, confronting him.

Behind the old man, there also stood a statue of Xuanyang God, but it was extremely ordinary and old.

"Time!"

"I underestimated my predecessors."

Liang Hui clapped his hands in admiration.

There was a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"It is indeed a ghost of time."

The old man chuckled, reached out his hand, and slowly smoothed out the wrinkles on his cotton jacket.

"Some coincidences suppressed this ghost."

His voice was vague and low, with some inexplicable noises in it.

However, Liang Hui still understood what the other party meant.

"Taoist Qingcang, or God Xuanyang, never thought that in the future, a god would really be born on earth."

"Unfortunately, it's not the god I'm waiting for."

"The way you have stood makes it impossible for me to see the future clearly."

"Everything has been disrupted. Please move down."

"For the world!"

"The people call, the souls pray, I come to save the world."

Liang Hui's eyes had returned to indifference. He raised his arms, and in an instant, the time that was still flowing backwards around him was stopped.

Spread your five fingers forward.

Stab it!

Layers of time and space were shattered, and the white palm crossed time and grabbed the past from the present.

"Time Ghost, I want it."

The old man still smiled, and facing the palm that was grabbing him, his figure did not move at all.

One minute!

five minutes!
ten minutes!
The palm that could shatter time was still far from the old man.

It's as if the hand never moved.

"You can't catch me, you will only be dragged into the years and lose your way."

"When everything is back on track, I will guide you back."

The cold wind blew, and snowflakes flew in through the cracks in the door.

It stained the old man's cotton-padded jacket, then melted and wet the jacket.

The old man sat cross-legged in front of the statue of Xuanyang God, not caring about his wet clothes, staring at the illusory, approaching hand in front of him.

Layers of time made up of thin threads, like a spider web, entangled and prevented the palm from getting close.

(End of this chapter)