This was none other than the Super Nine Ancestors Curse, which began to spread again as Cha Wenbins lips trembled. The "ghost fires" that had been attached to the bronze coffin started to disperse and swirl in the air, filling the space with a dense, greenish glow, like a swarm of fireflies dancing across the sky. This spectacle was not only devoid of any beauty but also made people feel an eerie atmosphere, as if the air was thick with malevolent spirits. The already chilly temperature at the bottom of the well seemed to drop even further, becoming increasingly cold and gloomy.

  After the three incantations, Cha Wenbin took out a small bottle from his backpack, dipped his index finger in it, made a lotus flower shape with his hand, and flicked it towards the stone table. Several drops of liquid-like substance splashed into the air, falling squarely onto the stone table. As he did this, the "ghost fires" near the table moved towards him, but seemed to be extremely afraid of the treasure sword, only surrounding him without daring to move forward. Cha Wenbin dipped his finger again and flicked it out once more, and indeed many more "ghost fires" floated over.

  What he shot out was none other than the rootless water of yin and yang. This water is called "rootless", meaning its not falling to the ground, and needs to be collected at midnight, when yin and yang are exchanged, by an unmarried virgin holding a clean bottle on her head, standing in an open field to collect the rainwater. The one that falls on the spring equinox day is the most precious. This time, its sprinkled out as a ritual for them. When the last drop was finished, a huge green ball appeared in front of Zhang Wenbin, and he didnt know how many "ghost fires" were accumulated, shining brightly, making Zhang Wenbins body completely green at this moment.

  He glanced at the massive crowd in front of him, and Zhang Wenbin smiled to himself. He then pulled out a white paper strip from his cloth bag and gently shook it. The white paper was originally compressed, but now it hung down like a strip, about half a meter long and as wide as a matchbox. At the top, there was a red paper knot, and the entire shape was cut into the shape of an ancient coin. This was what we often see during Qingming Festival - a soul-guiding flag!

  He took a step forward, and with a "whooshing" sound, he drew out the Seven Star Sword. With his left hand, he tossed the Soul-Calling Banner into the air, and with his right hand, he stabbed the sword upwards, piercing both the original Heavenly Masters Curse and the Soul-Calling Banner. His left hand picked up the Evil-Repelling Bell, and with a light shake, it let out a "ting-dong" sound. His right hand raised the Seven Star Sword high, and with another shake, the ghostly flames began to swirl around him. As the bells sound stopped, Cha Wenbin turned his body around, stopping every seven steps to shake the bell once more. The dense, swirling "ghost fires" behind him seemed to have found their leader, closely following behind Cha Wenbins back. When he stopped, they also stopped, always maintaining a distance of seven steps.

  When Wen Bin stopped again at the bottom of the ancient well, he looked back at his team and pointed his sword towards the well with his right hand. He shouted "Go!" and immediately jumped back a step. The "ghost fire" army began to transform once more, and as they churned and changed formation, a green dragon slowly took shape. But this dragon was unlike any they had ever seen before - it had a pair of enormous wings. The dragons body twisted and turned, its massive wings flapping wildly as it moved. When the dragons eyes were finally formed, its great head swayed back and forth with the movement of its demonic wings, and it glided smoothly to Wen Bins side. It twisted its neck and slowly lowered its head.

  Whats going on? According to Cha Wenbins idea, these "ghost fires" should have flown out by now. The original design of the ancient well, as seen from the patterns on the wall, should be located at the black dot of the yin-yang fish, which belongs to a place with both yin and yang. These poor things are trapped here, and without anyone to guide them, they might not be able to get out for their whole lives. Now that he has shown them the way, not only do they not leave, but they have also transformed into this appearance! Could it be that they have come to repay his kindness? This is possible, as Cha Wenbin looks at these mysterious "friends" with a few pangs of emotion. All things know how to repay kindness, and Cha Wenbin once again tries to wave the soul-summoning flag, pointing the sword directly at the well mouth, and shouts: "Go!" The dragon-shaped "ghost fire" is still only restlessly swishing its tail, showing no intention of leaving.

  This has put him in a difficult position, and the team is also brought here. Is there something taboo here? Looking around, there is nothing to see, only that the "dragon" head composed of the group is still bowing its head in front of it, with a very respectful expression, but its body is shaking constantly. Cha Wenbin looked carefully, focusing on those wings! He suddenly remembered something, in our consciousness, ancient Chinese dragons are all wingless, only Western legends have such winged dragons, and most of them are evil incarnations. However, there are exceptions to everything, and in China, there really is a dragon with wings, and its the only one - "Yinglong"!

  Yinglong: "Shan Hai Jing": In the northeast corner of the Great Wilderness, there is a mountain called Xiong Li Tu Qiu. Ying Long lives in the South Pole, killing Chi You and Kua Fu, who cannot ascend again, so it often droughts below.

  "Should be a dragon?", Zhang Wenbin muttered to himself, and suddenly he thought of an idiom: "Painting a dragon and dotting its eyes!" It was said that during the Liang Dynasty, a great painter named Zhan Ziqian painted four dragons on the wall of Anle Temple in Jinling, but didnt paint their eyes. He often said, "Once I dot their eyes, the dragons will fly away." People thought this was absurd, so they dotted one of the dragons eyes. Before long, thunder and lightning struck the wall, and a dragon rode the clouds up into the sky. The other three dragons, which hadnt been dotted with eyes, remained there.

  As he thought of this, he suddenly felt enlightened and looked at the dragon-shaped team in front of him. Indeed, there were no eyes! With a try-it-out attitude, Cha Wenbin bit his middle finger, quickly pointed to the dragons eye position one by one, and just as he finished pointing, the mountain began to shake non-stop. The dragon-shaped team seemed to have become a real giant dragon, hovering in front of Cha Wenbin for a few laps before nodding its head at him, as if thanking him. Then, a loud roar echoed from the ancient well, which even Superzi and Zhuo Xiong above could hear clearly... The dragons head led the way into the ancient well, and when it reached the position of the wings, they retracted into the body. It was unknown how long the body was. Countless green lights flew past Cha Wenbin, disappearing only after a long time.

  At this moment, Chaozi and Zhuo Xiong were standing by the well, listening to the movement below. The ground also shook as they heard it. In the distance, those houses that were not very sturdy fell down one after another. It seemed like a small earthquake had occurred. Before they could even move, there was a loud "whoosh" sound from the ancient well, accompanied by a massive gust of dark wind. A giant green dragon shot up into the sky. As its tail left the ancient well, a pair of huge wings unfolded with a "whoosh" and flapped once, circling around the top of Qi Feng Mountain before flying off towards the west, leaving the two men staring in shock...

  As soon as Chaozi reacted, the first thing he did was slap himself, then looked at Zhuo Xiong and asked, "What was that just now?"

  Zhuo Xiong stared blankly at Chao Zi: "I think I saw a dragon..."

  Then the two people continued staring at each other in a daze...

  A few minutes later, two people almost simultaneously rushed towards the wellhead, shouting loudly "Wen Bin Ge, Wen Bin Ge, Cha Wen Bin!"

  Below, Zha Wenbin had already walked towards the stone table from earlier, and not a single cry could be heard. A strange thing happened: what was originally a full pool of water had now disappeared; the white bones that were piled up had all been carbonized; the bronze coffin in the middle was now completely exposed to the air; the snails that were crawling densely on the chain had scattered all over the ground, and their shells had turned white. Suddenly, everything here had changed. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that there was a giant turtle propping up the bottom of the coffin, but only an empty shell remained.

  "Cold girl, did you hear me? Im coming over right now!"

  "Wenbin brother, come and save us quickly!" The cold and elegant one cried out.

  Cha Wenbin was most concerned about those two people, and after finishing speaking, he immediately walked towards the rock wall in front of him. The water pool is now dry, and among those carbonized bones, there seems to be a path that can be walked through, only need to pass by that bronze coffin. At present, saving people is urgent, and its not possible to care about so much, after all, its better than stepping on the pile of bones, standing on the stone and jumping down, following that "path" and walking past...

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