Chapter 17 Thief Han Chen

Ye Tianqi smiled and did not explain this, but Ye Tianqi did not know that there had been a big wave in Lao Dao's heart. Although the board in his hand was simple, Lao Dao believed that if he announced the board, he would be shocked by the whole door.

You should know that the array of Yi Tianpan is the top array in the yin and yang world. Although it is an array, it is specially used to be carved on the artifact, which can make an ordinary object immediately reverse the effect of yin and yang. However, although this Dharma has been recorded, there is no one who really knows it.

Because the person who created this method is the ancestor of the Yin and Yang family, Zou Yan, and only such a first ancestor can create such a magical array. And when this formation spread to the Han Dynasty, it disappeared without a trace. From then on, the world may be able to find a magic weapon carving Yi Tianpan, but it can't find a person who knows how to carve.

For thousands of years, countless heroes in Taoism have wanted to restore this formation, but the efforts and sweat of countless predecessors are just like fishing for the moon in the well.

In the end, it was inferred that no one could recover this array unless it could reach the level of the earth ancestors.

Therefore, this kind of formation has become the biggest regret of Daomen. If it hadn't been for Lao Dao's memorizing the historical classics of Daomen and holding the wooden board in his hand, Lao Dao obviously felt the change of the airflow around him. I'm afraid that Lao Dao would definitely not be sure that the wooden board in his hand was engraved with the first regret Yi Tianpan in a thousand years!!

Lao Dao stared at Ye Tianqi, and his eyes couldn't help but burn like a fire, which made Ye Tianqi couldn't help but feel cold and said, "What's going on! Is this old Taoist priest cool with broken sleeves!!" Thank you very much, little friend. With this magic weapon, the poor road is bound to succeed." Lao Dao resisted the excitement in his heart and thanked Ye Tianqi.

Immediately after saying the old saying, he called everyone to pick up the torch and walk towards the river bed. Twenty-one villagers held torches and lined up in three rows to form the Taoist Taoist runes not far from the tomb cave. Lao Dao stood in the front and stuffed the wooden board given to him by Ye Tianqi into the Taoist robe.

"You must remember that no one is allowed to move or everyone will die." Before casting the spell, Lao Dao couldn't help telling the villagers behind him again and again for fear of making mistakes. The method of borrowing Yang is already a taboo of Taoism. Once it is used lightly, it will hurt your body and seriously.

When Ye Tianqi escaped from the orphanage, he almost burned himself to death with the power of fire. After Ye Tianqi escaped, he had a serious illness. Fortunately, Ye Zhilan took care of him, otherwise Ye Tianqi would really explain where he was.

After repeated confirmation, Lao Dao began to cast spells. He saw an extra yellow charm in Lao Dao's hand sandwiched in his fingers. At the same time, after tying his hands and feet and singing softly in Tianang's mouth, he suddenly shook his fingers and only heard "Bang!" With a soft sound, the yellow charm in his hand immediately burned.

At the same time, twenty-one villagers behind Lao Dao suddenly felt that they began to feel a little cold, but the torch in his hand began to be windless, and the direction of the flame burning was completely drifting in the direction of Lao Dao.

Ye Tianqi stood from afar and looked at it. Seeing this, he couldn't help but be surprised by the old man's technique of borrowing Yang. He didn't expect that Lao Dao seemed to be very familiar with such a forbidden technique, but a cup of tea had already borrowed the yang spirit from the villagers behind him to himself.

If you change yourself, I'm afraid it won't take 15 minutes. This is still a good performance. If you don't play well, you may not be able to complete the whole casting process for yourself for an hour.

It was noon, and after the sun set and shone on Lao Dao, people could even see the heat wave emitted by Lao Dao's body, while the yellow charm between Lao Dao's fingers was still slowly burning as if it were the wick of an oil lamp.

"Taishang Laojun is in a hurry like a law order, Qinglong Baihuhua Xuantan, Zhuque Xuanwu Town Sifang, broken!" Lao Dao jumped and flicked his fingers at the tomb in front of him. The yellow talisman burning the flame in his hand was instantly beaten into the cave by Lao Dao.

"Boom!!".

After this fire charm entered the tomb, it was like throwing a flame in gasoline. The whole tomb hole exploded with a wave of air. The vegetation around the air wave turned dark in an instant, and some nearby evergreen trees also withered in an instant.

Ye Tianqi hid far away and couldn't help but be surprised to see this scene. Fortunately, the village head had already heard the old saying and banned any villagers from approaching the river, otherwise he would have to add more lives.

And the twenty-one behind Lao Dao was a villager. Looking at the vegetation around him, he began to smell black and smell in an instant, and his heart began to panic. The scene in front of him had become a black giant snake that rushed out of the tomb hole and rushed towards them.

"Don't move! As long as you don't move, everyone will be fine. If you move, everyone will die together." Lao Dao stood in front of everyone and pinched his fingers and pressed the yang on his body into the cave.

And the blood curse in the tomb seems to be more than expected. At this moment, it is overwhelming. Fortunately, the riverbed is dry and there is no running water for a long time. Otherwise, I'm afraid that the blood curse will flow into the water and I don't know how many people will kill.

It was the first time that Ye Tianqi saw such a powerful blood spell. He couldn't help clenching his fist and secretly cheering for Lao Dao. At this time, an inconspicuous light began to shine in the old Taoist robe. Only then did Lao Dao think of the treasure in his arms. He quickly took out the wooden board carved by Ye Tianqi and put it into the Yitian plate.

"Hum!",

A morning call reminded me that the board in Lao Dao's hand was smashed, and a milky white light instantly hit the tomb, "Boom!!".

A sound of explosion was even more amazing than before. It was as loud as an explosion of mountains, which shocked the people of the whole village and looked here one after another.

Ye Tianqi was immediately relieved when he saw this. This was the disaster that Tianming represented the neutrality of all things. This disaster was finally broken by the old way.

A sound of explosion naturally attracted the attention of many people, while Lao Dao and the villagers behind him felt that their whole body was light, and the cold on his body disappeared in an instant. However, it was not until the old man said that they could move that the villagers sat on the ground.

The scene they just saw will never be forgotten in their life. If it hadn't been for the old man who told him not to move, it would be okay if he didn't move. I'm afraid that someone would faint on the spot.

At this moment, when he heard Lao Dao say that it was all right, as soon as he was relaxed, someone lay on the ground and fell asleep. Ye Tianqi stepped forward from the side and cared about Lao Dao and said, "Are you all right, senior?"

Ye Tianqi's words came from his heart. The senior in front of him forcibly broke the blood curse regardless of his own safety. Ye Tianqi naturally couldn't help admiring it from his heart.

"Thank you for the magic weapon given by your friend, but it's a pity that it's ruined." The old man shook his head with a look of regret, but he looked at Ye Tianqi, and his eyes were full of expectation.

Seeing this, Ye Tianqi still didn't know what the old way meant. He immediately nodded and smiled and said, "It's good that the senior is fine. If it's ruined, it will be ruined. If the senior likes me, I'll do it next time." Ye Tianqi didn't care about the copycat magic weapon that had been broken into slag.

On the contrary, I saw the power of the copycat magic weapon I made, and I couldn't help thinking that I would do more after I went back and stay on my body to protect myself.

After hearing Ye Tianqi's words, although Lao Dao was a little disappointed in his heart, he also knew that if he wanted Ye Tianqi to simply teach himself too much about the Yi Tianpan, so he changed the topic and looked at the tomb in front of him and said, "Let's go and see who has such a ability. The powerful blood spell to protect the tomb."

Ye Tianqi is naturally very interested in the owner of the tomb. It is the first time he has seen the power of the blood spell. Fortunately, the river bed is dry up in winter at this moment. Otherwise, after the walls in the tomb are washed off in the river, once the blood spell invades the water, I really don't know how many people will be killed.

As Lao Dao enters the tomb, the tomb is not less than five meters high and three meters high. Although it has not been submerged in the river all year round, the tomb is very dry. Obviously, it is very good at waterproofing.

The height of three meters high is no problem for Ye Tianqi and Lao Dao. The two gently jumped into the tomb and looked at the dark coffin Ye Tianqi in front of them.

Such a large coffin is actually made of extremely rare gloomy wood. You know, even the emperor may not be treated like this. In ancient and modern archaeology, only Ma Wangdui has unearthed a coffin made of gloomy wood, and it has never been encountered since.

On the coffin is a underworld text engraved the size of a grain of rice. This kind of text is specially used to communicate with ghosts and gods. Nowadays, few people understand it. Lao Dao looked at it twice and did not recognize the content.

But Ye Tianqi happens to be a person who understands this kind of writing. There are not many words in the underworld. Ye Tianqi has learned a general outline of the underworld in the three volumes of the heavenly book, which records how to distinguish the meaning of the underworld.

Taking advantage of the sunshine outside, Ye Tianqi carefully looked at the underworld text on the coffin and finally determined that the person buried here was a man named Han Chen.

"Han Chen!!" After hearing Ye Tianqi's words, Lao Dao suddenly stared at the coffin with round eyes. An unconcealed anger rose in his eyes, and there was a breath on his body that made Ye Tianqi feel depressed. At this time, Ye Tianqi felt the horror of the old man.

"Han Chen thief, Han Chen thief" Lao Dao pointed to the coffin and scolded angrily. The sleeve robe suddenly lifted the cover of the coffin weighing 100 catties, and a mutilated bone was lying in the coffin. Ye Tianqi looked carefully and saw that the bones had never rotted, and his appearance was faintly visible that he was wearing a black Taoist robe.

PS: What is gloomy wood? Here I will explain to you that gloomy wood is also known as ebony in Sichuan. It is a kind of wood formed by burying wood in the soil for a long time due to the change of the bottom layer. It is one of the best materials for making coffins after the old days. But few people can really find this kind of wood to make coffins, and even emperors rarely enjoy such treatment.