Chapter Twenty: The Duel of Magic

  The western sky has submerged the last wisp of red clouds. The world between heaven and earth is starting to darken.

  Early in the morning, the streetlights of Bailu Town lit up brightly.

  In the Wei family's large courtyard, a fragrant table was set up straight, covered with a layer of yellow cloth. On the yellow cloth were placed two burning candles, a three-legged bronze cauldron, a bronze bell, a peach wood sword, and a bundle of talismans.

  "Heavenly Master, really don't need anything else?"

  At the entrance of the hall, Yao Xue continued to ask Jiang Le, in her opinion, the incense case looked quite mysterious, but there seemed to be too few things, and there were no lethal weapons at all. How could they fight with people just with these?

  "Please rest assured, madam, this will be enough." After saying that, Jiang Le turned to Wei Guodong and said: "During the duel, I won't be able to take care of you, so please ask the old masters to temporarily avoid going inside the house."

  "Wei Guodong nodded and said, 'Then let's trouble Xiao You, we'll go in.'"

  Wei Jiaming and others were somewhat reluctant.

  Although Jiang Le said it was very dangerous, this matter is related to the life and death of the Wei family, how can they sit back and do nothing.

  "Sister, let's sneak over and take a look later." Wei Fengbing whispered to Wei Jia.

  Wei Jia's eyes flashed with a hint of a smile, apparently very much in favor of her brother's proposal.

  Before long, all the members of the Wei family had entered the inner house of the main hall.

  Jiang Le looked around cautiously for a moment, seeing no outsiders, he said in a low voice: "Master, do you think this evil Taoist will come out?"

  "Of course he will, or rather, this guy has never left, he's just outside the Wei family." Mao Xiaofang's voice suddenly sounded.

  "How dare you! Is this guy really tough?" Jiang Le was shocked.

  "Not impressive, but judging from the look of this guy, he doesn't seem to be here for good. I'll go and scout him out." As soon as the words fell, a red light flew out from the yellow cloth bag on Jiang Le's back.

  In an instant, the red light fell, and Mao Xiaofang suddenly appeared on a large tree, looking down to see that in the depths of the forest, there was a vacant lot with an incense table set up.

  But compared to Jiang Le's conventional and square incense case, this incense case was eerie and frightening.

  On the altar was a black cloth covering, on which were painted various strange patterns. On the black cloth were placed several skulls and some bones, as well as small bottles and jars.

  Behind the incense case, several people were busy, among whom the old man in yellow Taoist robe was the most eye-catching.

  Mao Xiaofang looked at him a few times and couldn't help but frown.

  This Taoist priest, although dressed as a Taoist, looks at his behavior and the arrangement of the incense case, but it is not consistent, seemingly learning not only Chinese Taoism, but also some barbaric evil skills.

  However, the Taoist robe old man's displayed magical power was not high, just like a foundation-building appearance. It seemed that his cultivation method was also incorrect, and his magical power was extremely messy. In reality, it was only slightly higher than Jiang Le's current magical power, with little difference.

  "It's a good whetstone after all." Mao Xiaofang suddenly smiled and then turned around and disappeared.

  At this time, the Taoist robe old man who was manipulating the law platform suddenly looked at the place where Mao Xiaofang disappeared with a surprised look, feeling that someone had been peeping just now, but nothing was found.

  He shook his head, dismissing the feeling and began to set up the altar with rapt attention. A slow excitement also appeared in his eyes.

  This is the authentic Daoist cultivation method, for someone like him who has practiced miscellaneous schools and residual methods, and now has no chance to reach a higher level of Daoist cultivation, this is absolutely the biggest thing in his life.

  This time he almost took out all his family's wealth, just preparing to defeat Jiang Le and then seize his Taoist decree.

  This is a high-stakes gamble; if it succeeds, there will be hope for one's own path forward. If it doesn't succeed, then one can only disband and go home.

  In the Wei family's large courtyard, a red light flashed and fell, revealing Mao Xiaofang's figure.

  "Master, have you detected anything?"

  Mao Xiaofang nodded and said: "Found that evil Daoist, a very ordinary cultivator, I estimate his cultivation is only slightly higher than yours."

  "Did you take care of him, Master?"

  Mao Xiaofang shook her head and said, "No."

  "Huh?"

  "This is your own karma, it's better for you to solve it yourself."

  Kang Le speechless, we are all a family, need to distinguish between yours and mine?

  However, Mao Xiaofang didn't give Jiang Le any chance to continue speaking, and his body transformed into a red light that revolved around the Pure Yang Eight Trigrams.

  Jiang Le sighed and it seemed he still had to solve it himself.

  It doesn't matter, after all, one will always have to face fellow practitioners in the future. This can be considered as a tempering for oneself by Master.

  Continue waiting.

  It wasn't long before Jiang Le heard a rustling sound.

  Knitting his brow, Jiang Le quickly stood up and looked sharply in the direction of the gate.

  Sizzle sizzle, sizzle sizzle...

  A faint hum of whispers slowly spread across the ground.

  Jiang Le carefully sized him up, then his face changed drastically.

  Damn it, so many bugs!!

  Only to see from the direction of the Wei family's gate, a large area of small and exquisite creatures such as centipedes, scorpions, spiders, geckos, and even some snakes, continuously drilled into the door gap or corner of the wall of the Wei family's gate, rushing towards Jiang Le who was on the incense altar.

  "What the f**k, aren't we supposed to be fighting? How did our opponent turn into a bug player? How are we supposed to deal with this?"

  Jiang Le's face was twisted in distress.

  "Hmm, these poisonous insects have a strong aura of evil! They are all poisonous insects controlled by evil methods."

  Jiang Le's eyes flashed, and he coldly laughed: "Practicing evil techniques will ultimately not be the right path. Watch me break your insect array. Evil-dispelling talisman, disperse the evil energy for me."

  A talisman of exorcism was urged by the power of law and flew into the swarm of insects.

  Buzz!

  The Demon-Expelling Talisman shone brightly, and a large group of poisonous insects let out a mournful cry, thrashing about in all directions.

  "Haha, indeed it's effective! Evil can't defeat justice!" Jiang Le was overjoyed.

  At this time, on the mysterious altar in the forest outside Weifu, a black ceramic urn suddenly let out a painful and mournful cry, inside which was a toad that had completely rotted away but still somehow remained alive.

  The old man in the Taoist robe changed his expression, sneered and said: "No wonder it's the orthodox method of Taoist cultivation, you really have two skills. However, my poisonous insect array is not that easy to break..."

  The old man in a Taoist robe picked up a thick and large bone, aimed at the black porcelain jar, and muttered an ancient and strange incantation that no one could understand.

  Slowly in front of the bones, a drop of green liquid condensed.

  Green **dropped on the rotting toad's body, and in the next moment, a green smoke burst out from the toad's body. Then the toad seemed to have taken a great tonic, and let out a loud roar.**

  As the toad's vibration sounded, in the Wei family's large courtyard, the poisonous insects that were being driven away by Jiang Le's evil-warding talisman suddenly let out an even louder cry. Even though they were enveloped by the talisman's law light, they only let out mournful cries but could still continue to advance. In a short moment, they surrounded Jiang Le's altar.

  Seeing this, Jiang Le was somewhat stunned.

  The evil light on these poisonous insects suddenly became twice as strong and was actually able to withstand the talisman's purifying glow.

  Damn it, this is cheating!

  It's just that the poisonous insects are getting smaller and smaller, if this goes on, I'll be buried in their mouths.

  Jiang Le bit his teeth and pulled out two talismans from the symbol paper on the incense table.

  "Tigers don't show off their might, you think I'm a sick cat? Watch me give you a ruthless one."

  "Water-gathering charm, condense."

  A talisman was waved up, Jiang Le's hand pinched a decisive seal, and a thick layer of spiritual power was infused into the talisman.

  The spiritual symbol's radiance surged forth, transforming into a massive sphere of water that descended from the sky. In just a few breaths, it transformed the ground into a vast expanse of water.

  The water flowed rapidly, covering most of the poisonous insects.

  Then Jiang Le drew the Condensing Method, pinched another talisman paper, and opened his mouth again: "The heaven and earth are infinite, the dryness and moisture borrow the law, the thunder and lightning divine symbol, urgent as a decree."

  The next moment, one-third of the uncontrolled Fa Li in his body suddenly surged into the talisman paper on the sword tip.

  Suddenly, the talisman paper shone brightly and the electric current flickered.

  "It's indeed a top-grade Thunder Spirit Symbol, not only does it require a spell to complement it, but the spiritual power required is also five times that of an ordinary spirit symbol! However, this electric aura is very violent and I like it."

  Jiang Le's face twisted into a smile, his sword quivered, and the Thunder God Seal transformed into a bolt of lightning that struck the ground.

  Water conducts electricity, and in an instant, the entire Weifu Mansion is filled with a dazzling flash of light.