Chapter 379 Sealed! seal up! seal up!
Dachang City, Guanjiang Community.
Yang Jian was thinking about the post office for a moment at home. The ghost eyes on his forehead were restlessly staring at somewhere on the roof, as if he could see something through the obstruction of the wall.
"Is the ghost painting out of control?" Yang Jian murmured.
He pondered for a while and murmured again: "Are you shocked?"
"Is this the little guy you chose?"
The old man in Taoist robe did not speak but glanced at Mr. Qin, and what he wanted to say was automatically passed into Mr. Qin's heart.
"Yes, his father is considered a friend, and he is considered the top figure in the second generation." Mr. Qin nodded and said.
Li Jun, on the other hand, was following the two big guys and couldn't get a word in at all. In other words, as a junior being protected, he didn't need to speak, he just had to watch quietly.
"Not bad. Very good, but I didn't expect that you actually gave that person's ghost eyes to him."
The old Taoist priest smiled, stared at Yang Jian for a while and couldn't help but sigh, but only Mr. Qin could hear the sigh.
"Apart from the back-up man in Daming City, he is the most promising, but he still has something missing." Mr. Qin also sighed.
"It's not bad, it's not bad. You have prepared enough. Let the young people do the rest."
The old Taoist priest shook his head, seeming to have accepted this change The big country is very satisfied.
He said in Mr. Qin's heart: "Let's go, don't look at the rest, go and deal with the things you asked me to come out this time."
Mr. Qin nodded and said: "In the grassland."
The supernatural power flashed and disappeared instantly.
In Dameng City, almost all the captains are looking here. They all know the purpose of the legacy.
Shock and incarceration.
They are checking the situation about the ghost paintings by their own means. Although no one said it, the shocking effect has indeed been achieved.
Some ordinary people have already set up cameras, and the ghost domain only interferes with the signal. Offline things like this can still be photographed.
There are many ordinary people, but it seems that they are not from one force, but divided into several batches, probably all wanting to see that person's strength.
Suddenly, three figures appeared in the sky. They just glanced at these people and ignored them.
"That painting is out of control, and you must know the reason." Qin Laoyi said pointedly.
The old Taoist priest nodded, did not speak, just glanced at the painting, and then his attention was attracted by a figure.
"Is that coffin out of control too?"
Mr. Qin heard his question and looked over, and immediately saw Wei Jing who was holding a ghost and looking towards them.
"No, that was a young man's idea to use supernatural powers to make the coffin think he was a human being." Mr. Qin explained.
But suddenly Mr. Qin's mood seemed to be slightly depressed, but it was completely invisible from the outside.
Similarly, anyone who has finally met a person of the same generation or even said to be an elder after decades of hard work, but is ready to die the next moment, will not be in high spirits.
"Yes, it's a good idea. We didn't adapt to this quickly at that time."
The old Taoist priest nodded, seeming to be very satisfied with this answer.
"Okay, it's almost time. It's time for me to go. It's time to move around after sleeping for so many years."
Mr. Qin nodded silently. He didn't say what he was waiting for. In other words, a person who is almost a hundred years old knows how to live.
The old man also seemed to see something, but he didn't say anything.
He took a step forward, and in an instant, only Mr. Qin was left.
Li Jun glanced at the unfamiliar old Taoist beside him, said nothing, and just made a gesture to Wei Jing who was looking over.
Wei nodded in the distance, a black light appeared on his body, and disappeared instantly with a lot of gold bags in his hand.
Of course the old Taoist knows why this young man appears here. The reputation of fire was not small during the Republic of China, but it is a pity that people nowadays are not very good at using it.
As the old Taoist thought, his body slowly rose into the air, and Li Jun beside him also floated into the air.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were looking this way.
The old Taoist waved the whisk in his hand slightly, and some powerful supernatural power surged out, and green flames began to appear on Li Jun's body.
Waving it again, the green will-o'-the-wisp suddenly seemed to have been freed from some restrictions, and instantly surged into the sky.
This kind of flame can be clearly seen even from 10,000 meters away, and Li Jun feels how powerful it is at this moment. He has never thought that the will-o'-wisp can be so strong.
When the old Taoist waved the fly whisk for the third time, the dark green pillars of fire that shot up into the sky spread out violently, forming a curtain covering the sky.
It seemed as if the flames were burning the sky, and the visual impact was very strong.
The sky slowly collapsed, directly covering the slowly moving gray-white world in front, bringing it into the scope of the flames.
“What does he want to do?”
This is the question that arises in everyone’s mind at the same time.
The old Taoist's face turned completely pale, without any trace of blood, but he did not stop releasing the supernatural.
The next moment, a dilapidated Taoist temple slowly appeared in the sky and began to descend.
In the distance, Mr. Qin was still standing in mid-air. In his calm eyes, the look of reminiscence became more intense, as if he had seen this scene a long time ago.
At the bottom of the Taoist temple, pale and blue hands stretched out crazily, as if trying to break free from the constraints of the cage.
The faces of ordinary people who saw this scene turned pale, and there was fear in their eyes. They knew more than ordinary people, and they knew what those things were.
The Taoist temple is slowly falling, and the world now made of flames below is slowly shrinking, seeming to be suppressed by this broken Taoist temple.
The living aura of the old Taoist was quickly disappearing, as if some stronger supernatural power had been used.
Correspondingly, the aura on his body soared further. Li Jun next to him even felt a sense of suffocation, and the skin on his body that could temporarily restrain Guizhan tightened to an extreme.
The feeling of recovery is completely gone, as if it is dead.
"Seal!"
An old but majestic voice sounded and spread throughout the surroundings. In an instant, everything around them stopped.
The few clouds in the sky seemed to be completely unable to move. The next moment, an almost destructive force burst out and rushed towards the world of fire.
The few lonely clouds in the sky also dissipated into pieces at this time and fled far away.
At this moment, as if the words were spoken, the dilapidated Taoist temple slowly fell down a section, and the green world composed of flames also began to shrink suddenly.
Even the gray-white world inside slowly shrank along with it.
"Sealed!"
The old voice sounded again, this time the momentum seemed to be weaker than before, and the living aura of the old Taoist was already shaky and seemed to disappear at any time.
In the distance, Mr. Qin's wrinkled palms had slowly been grasped, but his expression was always calm.
Everything around them began to change. There was no trace of clouds in the blue sky. In the green world of flames, the S-level ghost paintings had begun to struggle.
Li Jun, who has been releasing green flames, is as pale as paper. Although he is not using supernatural powers, ghosts are still ghosts. No matter what form of ghost, the side effects still exist.
However, he did not struggle at all, standing like a javelin without any fear of imminent death.
The old Taoist glanced back, his eyes were very complicated, with nostalgia, reluctance, and a hint of relief.
But when he saw the young figure in his impression, but now he was old, his eyes couldn't help but become kind, and he thought in his heart: "Little Qin has grown up!"
The old Taoist looked around, then looked at the Taoist temple, and moved forward without hesitation.
Tap, step, step, step, step, step
Clear footsteps sounded. Every time a footstep sounded, the dilapidated Taoist temple seemed to sink a little.
Gradually, the entire Taoist temple seemed to be burning with green flames, and the pale palms at the bottom of the Taoist temple disappeared without knowing when.
Squeak~
The shabby door of the Taoist temple slowly opened, as if welcoming someone who should have been there in the first place.
Tap, step, step, step
The sound of footsteps was very close, and the green flame gradually spread throughout the Taoist temple, and traces of gray and white seemed to have invaded The Taoist temple gives people a hazy feeling.
The old Taoist did not look back this time, ignored the surrounding flames, and stepped into the Taoist temple.
Bump!
The next moment, the door of the Taoist temple was closed, and the fire was burning, but it could not burn any of the windows of the Taoist temple.
"Seal!"
The old but extremely loud voice sounded again. This time it was like the last bloom in the old man's life, and the gymnasium in mid-air sank suddenly.
The green flames below the Taoist temple and the gray-white world inside rushed towards the Taoist temple at an extremely fast speed, seeming to be suppressed or attracted by something in the Taoist temple.
The flame gradually disappeared, taking away not only the gray-white world, but also the faint green grass hundreds of miles in radius.
It seems that everything ends here, leaving only the shocked people in place.
Li Jun looked at all this in mid-air, his face that was already as pale as paper was still so serious. He slowly raised his right hand and stretched it to his shoulder.
Military salutes are performed in the air on the diminished soldiers. They are solemn and standard. This is a kind of respect and a farewell.
But the next moment, the flames dissipated from his body, and his eyes slowly closed. He never said a word from the beginning to the end.
But he paid the price with his life for this imprisonment.
In the distance, Mr. Qin's clenched fists were slightly moved away. He just sighed quietly, and his tone was pure loneliness. Is another contemporary guy finally dead?
He He raised his hand slightly, and Li Jun, who was falling, disappeared. When he looked back, the lonely old man disappeared without knowing when.
Only a sigh was left floating in the air!
"Hey~" (End of this chapter)