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The Laoshan Taoist priest was very efficient. With the help of his two apprentices, he was ready to subdue demons in less than five minutes.

As soon as the magic power was activated, the Realgar powder turned into a puff of smoke under the action of the talisman, and drifted towards the courtyard.

This is to force the green snake and the white snake to come out, so as not to go in rashly, and may fall into a trap or other accidents.

Unexpectedly, there was a sudden downpour of rain, and the effect of the Realgar powder in the air was completely lost.

Even the Realgar powder placed around the perimeter was drenched.

Although the talisman exudes a touch of Magic power to protect, but the rain is too heavy.

It was diluted in a blink of an eye, and then flowed into the river next to it with the flowing water.

Seeing that Realgar fans were getting less and less, Laoshan Taoist was also anxious, took out a magic sword, and wanted to kill directly.

"Teacher, something is wrong with the rain!"

Today's Ning Caichen is also capable, and he can tell at a glance that the sudden heavy rain is mixed with strong Monster Qi.

"Everyone knows something is wrong!"

Lin Dong chuckled and pointed to the sky outside.

I saw that the heavy rain only covered the Fang Yuan of the house about 500 meters away, and it couldn't reach farther places.

The Laoshan Taoist was also drenched by the rain and couldn't help shivering.

I saw 21 counting with my fingers, but found that the best time had passed.

At this time, the sky has completely darkened, and the chances of catching the demon at this time are not good.

He was still decisive, and directly led his two apprentices to avoid the front for the time being.

Originally, he also wanted to take away Lin Dong and Lin Dong, who were standing and watching, but Ning Caichen avoided them.

Seeing that time was running out, the monster was about to kill him, so he could only leave in a hurry.

"Master, that Taoist priest can't do it, now it's our turn!"

Ning Caichen raised his neck triumphantly, and was about to knock on the door again in high spirits.

"The family has already come out!"

Lin Dong pointed to the river not far away.

I saw Xiaoqing standing on a small boat at some point, her beautiful eyes staring closely at the Taoist priest who had just left.

Her Cultivation Base is still shallow, just now when she was touched by a Realgar powder containing Magic power, her body felt unbearable pain.

Now that his Magic power has been broken by the white snake, it is a good time to take revenge.

Although the Taoist priest was blind, his ears and nose were quite sensitive.

As soon as Xiaoqing appeared, he smelled the strong Monster Qi, and immediately began to prepare for it.

It is better to strike first, and then to suffer disaster.

There are two little apprentices as eyes and ears, using the vigorous Movement Technique, using the ship as a springboard, to attack Xiaoqing.

As soon as Xiaoqing approached, the Realgar fans in the package immediately went to the west.

It's just that there was no suppression by the talisman. Xiaoqing waved his sleeve lightly, and a strong wind immediately blew up on the spot, and the Realgar powder was blown away before it got close.

"Oops, lack of preparation, miscalculation this time!"

The Taoist reached into his cloth pocket, but found that the talisman and Realgar powder had all been used up. He frowned and his face changed drastically.

Although he is old, his knowledge is not deep. To deal with demons and goblins, he usually needs to use props to get something.

Now that the props are used up, I can only rely on my own strength.

Fortunately, he still has Thunder in the Palm of his hand, so he can barely compete with Xiaoqing.

But after all, Xiaoqing is a monster who has practiced for nearly a thousand years. Although she is not as good as the tree demon grandmother who is still nesting in Lanruo Temple, she is not something this Taoist priest can deal with.

After only three strokes, he was beaten into the bottom of the river.

He was entangled by Xiaoqing's snake tail again, and almost died.

Fortunately, Xiaoqing didn't intend to kill, he just let the Taoist king go after some punishment.

"Master, don't we go help?"

Ning Caichen couldn't bear to see the Taoist priest's miserable condition.

"You go, Master supports you mentally!"

Lin Dong patted Ning Caichen on the shoulder.

It is different from the original drama, it is already night, and there are not many people around the river.

So as long as you don't use powerful means to make a big noise, you don't have to worry about being surrounded by people.

"Okay! Just look at it, Master!"

A firm look flashed across Ning Caichen's eyes.

He has long wanted to deal with this monster, and now that Lin Dong is in charge, he doesn't have to worry about his life being in danger, so naturally he has nothing to worry about.

Immediately, he made a wrong step, and within a few steps, he landed on a small boat closest to Xiaoqing.

This is Lingbo Weibu, who learned it when he was a bookkeeper in the Lin Mansion.

Now it has become small, and the general attack can be avoided.

"You monster, you actually seduced my cousin, this time I will let you try Xiaosheng's tricks!"

Ning Caichen shouted, and then took out a copybook that he had prepared long ago.

"Oh? Mr. Xiao Lang is also here to join in the fun?"

Xiaoqing's beautiful eyes flashed, with a look of disapproval.

This is obviously contempt for Ning Caichen, who is a great disciple of Confucianism, and he immediately became unhappy.

With a sneer, he said, "Let's suffer a little bit before we talk!"

After finishing speaking, he saw that the copybook with the four big characters "painting the ground as prison" written on it was thrown into the sky by him.

Under the master's control, it actually stood directly in mid-air, above Xiao Mao's head.

Dao Dao Wen Qi turned into a dungeon, but Xiao Qing was imprisoned in place, unable to move.

Because Xiaoqing is a monster, the literary spirit contained in the copybook is also eroding her Monster Qi.

But it almost made her show her original shape, more precisely, her tail has been exposed.

Xiaoqing also didn't expect that this seemingly powerless scholar would actually be trapped in a dungeon transformed by literary spirit by carelessness.

Suddenly there was a miserable cry, and the tail behind him kept whipping on the prison wall.

Ning Caichen was only based on the Cultivation Base of a scholar, his style of writing was not cohesive enough, and the writing style contained in the copybooks was not enough. He was constantly attacked by snake tails, and the dungeon suddenly became crumbling.

But he didn't panic, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he threw out three copybooks again.

All the copybooks are written with the words "painting the ground as a prison".

Under its control, a total of four copybooks formed a square around Xiaoqing.

Immediately, the crumbling literary prison became solid again.

The quality is not enough, the quantity is enough.

It has to be said that after so much experience, Ning Caichen has also learned to be smart.

Suppressed by the four copybooks full of literary spirit, Xiaoqing's pressure increased, and she let out painful howls from time to time.

"Smelly scholar, you are a vegetarian as an old lady!"

He was caught off guard just now, but now that he is serious, his momentum suddenly changed.

Daodao Monster Qi emerged from her body, and in a blink of an eye, it became a set of armor-like clothes, wrapped around her body, isolating the erosion of Wen Qi. 730 At the same time, a pair of beautiful eyes had turned into green snake eyes, and two fangs appeared in the mouth, and a thin tongue protruded from the mouth from time to time.

Except for the upper body which is still humanoid, the rest of the body has been transformed into a snake.

Being forced to this point, Xiaoqing is full of vigor.

At some point, a small blue sword appeared in his hand.

With just three swords, a hole was made in the dungeon formed by the four copybooks.

Then the whole body got out of the hole and flew towards Ning Caichen.

"very scary!"

Looking at the almost 100-meter-long snake body, Ning Caichen couldn't help but retreated a few steps.

But he calmed down in an instant, and took out a copybook again, which should be in front of him.

This copybook is filled with densely packed small characters, which is the righteousness song written by Lin Dong.

Even though Ning Caichen lacks righteousness and can't exert his greatest power, he is still his most precious treasure.

Under the effect of literary spirit, there were bursts of reading sounds in the copybook.

The sound of reading has almost no effect on people, but it still has a great effect on demons and ghosts.

As soon as Xiaoqing heard the sound of reading, she immediately paused, covered her ears with her hands, and howled again and again.

"Scholar, you and I are at odds with each other, my mother will avenge this sooner or later!"

Seeing that the situation was unstoppable, Xiaoqing's whole snake body suddenly plunged into the creek, and there was no movement.

Just as Ning Caichen breathed a sigh of relief, the boat he was sitting in was suddenly overturned by a strong force.

Xiaoqing's demon body flashed out of the river again, and before Ning Caichen could stand still, a pair of fangs bit towards his neck. .