Uncle Jiu: Hang up and ask for magic, I will become a god by spreading beans.

"Help

!" "The monster is about to run out

!" "Run away! or we will all die!"

Just when Zhang Yuan was thinking about the idea of beating the old locust tree.

I don't know where an old man with a disheveled hair suddenly sprang out, shouting at Zhang Yuan like crazy.

His hands kept tugging at his arms, and his red eyes stared at Zhang Yuan, his eyes full of fear.

Zhang Yuan struggled lightly a few times, and found that the old man's strength was surprisingly great, and he couldn't break free with his strength.

"Grandpa Lin, why are you running around again!" Luo Tao saw the old man hurriedly holding him, and said anxiously: "If you are seen by others, you will be locked up again!"

Luo Tao's words worked, the old man instantly quieted down, let go of his hands and fell straight down, his body swayed and took a few steps back.

The old man dodged Luo Tao, who stepped forward to help, and curled up under the old locust tree alone, staring at the withered yellow fallen leaves with his eyes lost.

"Who is this...?" Zhang Yuan asked curiously.

"This is the oldest elder in our village, and we all call him Grandpa Lin. Luo Tao sighed, squatted down and helped the old man tidy up his clothes.

"For as long as I can remember, he's been crazy, lying under the old locust tree all day, not knowing what he's thinking. "

What do you mean by locking up just now?" his intuition told Zhang Yuan that there was something wrong with this.

"I don't know what's wrong with Grandpa Lin recently, he often yells at night, and the noisy neighbors can't sleep well, and then the villagers can't stand it, so they sue the village chief. The

village chief decided that in the future, when Grandpa Lin was yelling, he would lock him up and wait until the next day when he stopped talking nonsense before releasing him.

Just as Luo Tao was talking, several young men came over from not far away, picked up the old man and left directly.

Although the action is not violent, for an old man in his seventies and eighties, he can be tossed enough.

"Be careful, don't hurt Grandpa Lin. Luo Tao looked at a few people with resentment, but there was nothing he could do.

She also stopped these people from taking Grandpa Lin away.

But with her small body, she can't stop these five big and three thick young people at all.

The young people ignored Luo Tao and pulled Old Man Lin, who had lost his mind and had no struggle, to leave.

When they passed by Zhang Yuan's side, they all looked at him with pity.

It was as if he was a prey that had fallen into a trap and could only watch himself die.

This made Zhang Yuan more and more unable to see the village clearly, and the eyes of several people made him aware of the danger.

"I'd like to see who preys.

After the old man was taken away, Luo Tao was in no mood to talk about the old locust tree, so he took Zhang Yuan to the direction of the ancestral hall.

Just after the two left, the old locust tree suddenly trembled twice, and the yellow leaves of the tree fell a lot.

A few vines disguised as branches poked their heads out, looked at where Zhang Yuan had left, and then disguised themselves back as branches.

Everything is as if nothing has happened, the old locust tree is still the old locust tree, but it just looks old.

"This is the ancestral hall.

Luo Tao pointed to a building not far away and introduced it to Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan stopped and looked at the incompatible surroundings in front of him... House.

Most of the houses in the village are low houses made of stone, and the best ones are only bungalows made of bricks.

The three-meter-high house in front of me is particularly conspicuous.

But for Zhang Yuan, a person who has seen a big scene, the house here surprised him at most, and it was far from being out of his mind.

What really fascinated him was a large black cloud backlog over the ancestral hall.

Under Zhang Yuan's eyes condensed with golden light, there were countless struggling souls hidden in the black clouds.

They let out terrible screams and waved their hands to break free from the black clouds.

"How many people have died here?!" he said in a lost voice.

"How many people died?" Luo Tao looked at Zhang Yuan suspiciously, thinking that he was asking how many people were enshrined in the ancestral hall, shook his head and said

, "I don't know how many tablets there are in the ancestral hall, but there should be hundreds." Ignoring

Luo Tao, Zhang Yuan's golden light eyes penetrated the door and looked inside the ancestral hall.

Hundreds of tablets were placed on the high platform, and dozens of old people below knelt down with incense sticks.

"That's?" Zhang Yuan's gaze looked through the spirit position, and he saw a faint golden light emanating from each tablet.

As the old people bowed down reverently, wisps of gold rose from their bodies and floated to these tablets, increasing the golden light on them.

"These tablets can actually collect incense beliefs?" Zhang Yuan said in surprise.

There are 3,000 avenues

in the world, and all of them can become immortals! Among them, there is one called incense

to seal the Shinto path! Casting the golden body of Shinto with incense, and cultivating the soul of Shinto with the belief of all living beings is a shortcut to becoming immortals!

The five great immortal families in the Northeast are all taking this road, abandoning their original physical bodies, and relying on incense to seal the Shinto to become the wild immortals at the bottom of the immortal system.

At the same time, the land of the city god and the mountain god Hebo are all ghosts and immortals who have cultivated through incense and Shinto.

The primordial spirit is pinned on the way of heaven, cultivating to a positive fruit, and even if it is killed, it can be reborn, which is an alternative immortality.

But cultivating incense to seal the Shinto also requires chance, even if you just want to cultivate into a wild immortal, you need at least tens of thousands of believers' incense.

A small village like Luojia Village, with a population of only a few hundred people at most, simply cannot meet this condition.

Not to mention offering incense to all the tablets in the ancestral hall, it is difficult to produce a ghost immortal if the century-old incense in Luojia Village is concentrated on one old ancestor.

The most bizarre thing is that if you want to cultivate the Incense Sealing Divine Dao, you must be recognized by heaven and earth, and your soul can be preserved in the world.

The souls of ordinary people are not even qualified to remain in the human world, let alone receive offerings.

There are hundreds of tablets in the ancestral hall, which means that there are at least hundreds of ghosts in the world who have not been taken away by the ghosts to reincarnate.

Moreover, after Zhang Yuan's careful observation, he found that the tablet here did not have the shadow of half of the soul except for the condensation of incense.

It seems that these tablets are dedicated to condensing the incense of sentient beings, but what is the purpose of doing this?

With doubts in their hearts, Zhang Yuan and Luo Tao walked into the ancestral hall.

Zhang Yuan was not in a hurry to store the corpse, but stood outside the main hall, his eyes swept over the tablets one by one.

"Yin and evil qi!" Zhang Yuan's eyes froze, locking on a few slightly different tablets among the many tablets.

These tablets also emit golden light, but they are much weaker than the others.

It seems to be crumbling, as if it is going to be extinguished in the next moment.

In the outermost layer of the golden light, a few traces of black aura continued to consume and devour the golden light.

Every time a ray of golden light was swallowed, the black qi grew stronger.

These yin and evil qi are too weak, if it weren't for Zhang Yuan's golden eyes, I'm afraid it would be difficult to find them.

"Unexpectedly, the golden light of the incense here is so dense that it can't stop the evil spirit, it's too strange?"

The golden light in the Xuanmen is divided into many kinds, such as the Buddha light of Buddhism, the golden light mantra of Taoism, the Taiping golden light of Taiping Dao, and the incense golden light of incense sealing Shinto, etc.

They all possess unique abilities, each of which is extremely powerful.

But they all have one thing in common, and that is to suppress demons!