As soon as Dao Sanqian and the others entered the door, they saw the boy in white sitting cross-legged under the tree.

His face is like jade and his temperament is like a rainbow.

Cold and noble.

There is also the third master of the Qin family, who is actually here.

No one in the upper reaches of the imperial capital cannot recognize Qin Zong.

He is actually here too?

Dao Sanqian was slightly stunned, turned around and went to see Liu Wu and Jianyi.

Yes.

The young master of the Liu family and Mr. Qin San are sworn brothers.

And the tall man holding the girl must be the second among their sworn brothers.

Then...who is that boy?

It is obvious that Liu Wu asked for help was her.

Dao Sanqian was very experienced and his eyes turned to the table next to him.

These people are already considered elites of the Metaphysical Society, and even they can only block the ghosts for a while.

How would this young man surnamed Yan save him?

Yan Tao glanced at Shichen.

When the moon reaches the center, the moonlight like a silver belt pours on the earth.

So beautiful.

"It's almost the same time."

The boy whispered, and she turned her head, raised her peach blossom eyes slightly, and smiled at Qin Zong, "Zong Zong, you can take out the flag. Don't move the flag when I do it."

Qin Zong nodded slightly.

He turned around and entered the inner room. When he came out, the man held a black flag in his right hand.

The wind blew the flags and flew, and the patterns on the flags shone with a light golden light under the moonlight.

That is the trace of spiritual energy attached to it.

Dao Sanqian Eyes Feng swept over casually, and stood up in shock, "This, this is..."

Those who have taken on the task and can support it until now are all capable and capable.

They followed and their eyes fell on the black flag for a long time.

but……

"What kind of talisman is this? Why haven't I seen it before?"

"That's right, isn't this talisman drawn right?"

Two younger disciples who are usually genius were discussing each other, "The way of drawing this talisman paper is wrong, and the tip of the pen is not right. How much spiritual energy does such a large talisman paper need to form a talisman seal?"

"It seems something is wrong..."

Another person echoed.

Only the people from Maoshan discovered something wrong with Dao Sanqian, "Senior Brother, what's wrong with you, Senior Brother?"

"Is this a bad sign? There's something wrong?"

The senior brother is usually the most calm and steady, but his expression is a little out of control at this time.

Dao Sanqian's eyes were shaking at the flying black flag, his voice trembling, which shows how much vibration he received.

"...The soul-guiding talisman, the soul-guiding return, and the wronged soul-guiding ghosts will return.

Soul-suppressing Talisman, evil ghosts, demons and monsters see the Talisman flying.

The judge's talisman, open the gate of ghosts, punish evil and promote good, and control the yin..."

This is a song that only beginners can learn.

It's equivalent to popular science.

However, for today's metaphysical people, most of the talismans sung in the songs have been lost.

Only a few words can be seen in ancient books, and it is impossible to truly learn these tactics.

The more you go back the song, the more powerful the talisman you sing.

The judge talisman ranks third from the bottom, which shows how powerful he is.

Everyone was a little confused.

Why did you suddenly sing a song?

Dao Sanqian looked up and looked up at the black flag, "This is the judge's talisman!"

The legendary judge's talisman.
Chapter completed!