In the silence, Su Hu suddenly stood up, came to the land temple, bowed slightly, and started to move the temple, shouting:

"Why are you still standing there? Come and help me. The villagers are waiting to help you!"

At this time, someone hesitated, "This is outside, I usually have nothing to say to you, but it's not good to go to the village... It's not good!"

When Wang Er saw that it was Qi Da, he immediately became angry. He went forward and kicked Qi Da to the ground with one kick. Qi Qinshi quickly went up to support him.

Wang Er knelt in front of the temple and kowtowed, then stepped forward to help, saying, "Come on, move quickly, your life is almost gone, what are you afraid of?"

Only then did a few young people wake up and hurry up to help.

The temple is not heavy, only about 100 kilograms, and four people can carry it steadily and come all the way to the entrance of the village.

The familiar scenery on weekdays was like a monster with a bloody mouth in everyone's eyes, which made the villagers shudder.

After hesitation, a heat came from the Land Temple. Su Hu suddenly felt warm and had the strength to greet Wang Er and others. Without hesitation, he rushed towards the threshing ground.

The scared man was sucking happily, and a white light flashed at the corner of his eyes and found Su Hu and his party, especially the figures in the white light in the Land Temple.

He suddenly felt very angry, "Why are there any ancestral spirits here?" He roared angrily: "Kill them up, don't let them go to the altar. Whoever killed the ancestral spirits, I will reward him ten living people."

He was worthy of being a fierce ghost, and immediately realized something was wrong and rushed up with more than 20 fierce ghosts.

Fang Ming took a deep breath, knowing that it was a time of life and death, and he was not stingy with divine power. The white light surged out, and the fierce ghost on him was destroyed in the white light.

Seeing this, the man ordered: "Don't worry about the temple, deal with the four people carrying the temple, and absorb all their popularity!"

He even took the lead in pounceing on him, and Wang Er suddenly felt a cold wind blowing on his face and his feet trembled.

Fang Ming frowned and came out of the temple. The ghosts suddenly saw a flash of white light, and a young man rushed out of the temple. The young man's body was extremely solid, surrounded by white light, and he stepped forward and punched a fierce ghost to death.

The scar man hesitated slightly, "Isn't it an ancestral spirit?" Then he became even more murderous. He rushed up and rushed in front of Fang Ming in a blink of an eye.

"Kill!" Fang Ming rushed forward, and the white light shone in his hand.

The man smiled grimly, and a black light flashed in his hand, and a long knife appeared. "Puff!" The long sword fell, and Fang Ming instinctively rolled sideways, only to feel a shock on his body, a black light flashed by, and his chest hurt.

The next moment, Fang Ming saw the man grinning and raised his knife again.

He instinctively rolled away from the blade. The man laughed wildly: "I am almost a ghost, but I can't stop you, a kid. I'll take you to sacrifice your sword today!"

Fang Ming had no expression on his face and glanced at him. Because he had restrained the ghosts, he injected a lot of divine power on Su Hu and the other four before leaving the temple. The Land Temple had been carried to the threshing ground and was offering to the altar.

The great man was shocked, "Why is this man still full of hope? Is there any ancestral spirit in the temple?" He wanted to order the ghosts to stop the villagers.

Unfortunately, it was too late, so the audience heard the "hey" sound and put the Land Temple on the altar safely.

At this moment, Fang Ming felt a burst of incense and vows continuously poured into the statue of the Land Temple from the altar, and connected to the talismans in their body through the statue. The talisman sucked in the incense and vows like a long whale sucking water, and was wrapped in a ball of white air. In an instant, the white air dissipated, revealing a brand new talisman. Fang Ming understood the meaning at a glance: "The Land God of the Nine-grade Qingyu Village".

A large amount of divine power came out of the divine position and kept pouring into Fang Ming's body. The man saw that the other party was suddenly wrapped in white light. After a moment, the white light dissipated. The young man had changed his body: the previous slashing disappeared, and the Dianshi Gongfu also turned into a ninth-grade official uniform. He held a golden seal in his hand, and was staring at him coldly.

The man felt cold in his heart and had the intention to retreat.

Fang Ming's face flashed with murderous aura and threw the golden seal towards the man. He saw the golden seal rising in the wind and turning into a squat. The man looked ferocious and shouted loudly, swung his knife to slash at the golden seal. With a jingle, the long sword broke, and the golden seal was stamped on the man without hesitation. In the flash of white light, black air continued to emerge from the underground. Fang Ming sneered and took back the golden seal. At this time, there was nothing underground.

Look around, "Brother!" Someone who wanted to pounce on the revenge. "Let's retreat first!" This is what he wanted to run away.

Fang Ming didn't care about it, and a white light flashed under his feet and instantly arrived at the Land Temple. "This earth escape technique is worthy of being a must-have for the land, very convenient." When he came to the lobby, sat in the main seat, feeling the scene of Qingyu Village being controlled within ten miles of radius, he couldn't help but say intimately: "Is this the power of genuine land? It's really amazing."

Seeing that the ghosts in Qingyu Village had the intention to retreat, they sneered and wanted to run away after doing something. There was no such good thing in the world. They said, "Check!"

Suddenly, a white light that was stronger than during the Great Sacrifice rose from the Land Temple and turned into a white pillar. A white wave was centered around it and continued to surround it. The ghosts swept by the waves screamed, and after a few strokes, they turned into black smoke.

The villagers of Qingyu Village heard a voice in their hearts: "The ghosts have been destroyed, let's go!" Su Hu, Wang Er and others immediately cheered: "It's the land god, the land god has appeared!" After cheering, they couldn't help crying again. Qingyu Village has no ancestral spirit, and the days of fear every day are gone forever. Looking at the mummy on the ground, they burst into tears.

March fifteenth, light rain.

The rain is drifting, adding a bit of sorrow to Qingyu Village.

At this time, almost every family in Qingyu Village had a crying sound from time to time, which made people feel heartbroken.

At this time, the muddy yellow land was even more difficult to walk on, which made a young man dressed in a constable complain, saying, "Master, this place is really difficult to walk on, much worse than the road in Qingxi Township."

His master is a middle-aged man, dressed as a head-in-chief, his hands were covered with calluses, and his eyes flashed from time to time, and he cursed with a smile: "We are a job, if we don't travel all over the countryside and be familiar with it, we will not be able to eat this bowl of public rice. You kid are more delicate than the girl in Xiangyulou. If you can't bear this hardship, hurry up and go back. If my brother-in-law hadn't begged me, I wouldn't have taken you!"

Tianming of Qingyu Village sent someone to report the incident of a group of ghosts attacking the village to the county. The county magistrate was shocked and sent someone to check it out.

The young detective cried out: "It's not that you are afraid of hardship, but that you are afraid of death. Master, the mummy of every household makes me feel so panicked. There will be no evil ghosts here, right? This group of ghost washing villages still heard from the mouths of the storyteller. I don't want to have them!"

The head-in-chief's expression also turned serious and said, "This is the real thing. When you go down the village in the future, be careful. This Qingyu Village is pretty good. Suddenly, it has a ancestral spirit and is saved. The real village is not even a living person. That scene, tsk, it's a miserable thing!"

"But this matter of the ancestor spirit is also a bit strange. Sir, what do you think?" The big man touched his chin and looked at the old man dressed in a Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest's head was already half white. At this time, he touched his sparse beard and said, "I saw the dead body. He was completely dead and his body was completely dry. It was indeed the cause of the ghost. The affairs of the ancestor spirit were nothing. My talismans did not respond. They looked like they were not first-class ghosts."

Because there are many evil ghosts in the world, Taizu set up the Forbidden Ghost Division. At the beginning, it was only seventh rank, which was dedicated to ghosts and harming people. It had branches in various county towns and cities. It was not very responsible for affairs. It was mostly the disciples of the major Taoist sects to fill in positions to earn some merits, gain some luck in the court, and support cultivation. For two hundred years, the Human Emperor had to rely on the heavy responsibility and constantly increase the ranks. Now the Director of the Forbidden Ghost General Office has reached the third rank, and then the same level as the six ministries. The Forbidden Ghost Division should be changed to the Forbidden Ghost Division. This old Taoist is the Forbidden Ghost Division in the county, with an official position of the ninth rank, and the other six ministries are all the ninth rank.

The Taoist priest said again: "No matter what it came from before, as long as it goes to the altar, hehe, it is impossible to help one side to protect one side's peace and peace from now on. If something goes wrong, it will be burned to death by the altar's vows. This spirit is considered capable, but this is so unwise! Alas, how can I be as good as my Taoist sect? Even if I can't become a real person in my lifetime, I can still become a ghost cultivator after death and climb to the immortal path!" The other side Mingzhi was full of disdain in his words.

Taoist priests in this world are proficient in the art of nourishing qi and refining qi, able to do rituals, and collect evil ghosts. Those with advanced priests can look at Feng Shui, look at luck, and support the dragon court. They have the highest goal of becoming an immortal and gaining Taoism. Unfortunately, no one can achieve it. They are divided into:

Taoist priest: Be sure to teach Taoism and start to refine Qi.

Master: You can exorcise ghosts and do small rituals.

Great Master: He has profound skills, can do large-scale rituals, drive away evil spirits, can accept disciples, and teach Taoism.

True Man: He achieved great success in refining Qi, achieved flawless Taoist body, and had a life of one hundred and fifty years.

Immortal: The legendary realm has not been recorded yet.

Fang Ming was right next to him, listening to the conversation between the three of them, he had a little more understanding of the Dagan court and the Taoist sect. At this time, he was so conscious that he looked up at the top of the three of them and saw a strange scene.

I saw that the three of them had a fundamental vitality above their heads, and they were raised high. The head and the constable were both white energy. There were more than a dozen white energy around the head's life energy, which gathered into a ball. The constable only had a trace of white energy, and knew that this was the luck brought by being a constable.

The Taoist priest is different. His original life energy is also white, but it is thick and strong. A ball of white energy hangs on the top and constantly turns into a layer of light white light, spreading all over his body, in a water-shaped wave. The white energy on his head gradually decreases, and occasionally a small stream of white energy gushes out from the void in the direction of the county town to replenish the qi. He suddenly realized that once a Taoist monk received an official position, he would draw the luck of the court to serve his own practice.

No wonder Taizu did not give the high position of the Forbidden Ghost Office, and the descendants of the later generations were ignorant and could not resist the movements of the Taoist sect, so they finally opened this opening. However, the court officials still had wise people and kept suppressing them, so they did not have the matter of Lin Lingsu in the Song Dynasty.

Fang Ming meditated on himself again and saw a pure white life energy rising high. The white energy on the top was extremely rich and turned into a seal, which was faintly transparent. The white energy filled it, about one-third of it. The top of the head was white, and the divine power was also white, which was stored in himself. The two were clearly separated.

"This qi-seeing technique is worthy of being a great supernatural power, which can see the natal and fortune. With this technique, I will be much more convenient for my future actions and employment." Fang Ming pondered: "I don't know how many magical powers of the qi-seeing technique are beyond the local master's powers. It seems to be related to the promotion of the divine position. In the previous life, the land priest was suppressed by the Heavenly Court, and there was no promotion for thousands of years, so there was no supernatural power. I didn't expect that in this life, I could actually absorb the power of incense and be promoted by myself, and derive magical powers."

The magical power of entering dreams can break the separation of yin and yang, which is very helpful to the other party, and even extends to yellow and white dreams, which is very different from the method of dreaming that the land in the previous life could only be performed when the believers slept soundly at night. It is obviously advanced and I don’t know how much.

At this time, the local master's magical powers include:

Earth Escape Technique: It can be used within ten miles of Qingyu Village and arrives in an instant.

Fertilizer: It can consume magical power and fertilize the land of Qingyu Village. The fertilizer effect is similar to that of soil and fertilizer.

Techniques for expelling diseases: can drive away the disease of all animals, cure minor diseases of all animals, but cannot cure people.

Son-giving technique: consumes a lot of divine power and increases the chance of conception.
Chapter completed!