"Junior brother, if you slow down a little bit, I'm going to invite the ancestor!" Simu was forced to pant by the zombies.

If it weren't for the painful sequelae of his spiritual practice, Si Mu would have shown this Zongzi the power of his eighty-meter sword!

At the critical moment, he invites the gods to take over his body and transform into a Taoist dharma-protecting general with infinite divine power.

It is really true that if the Buddha blocks the Buddha, the Buddha will be killed, and if the God blocks the God, the God will be killed.

Let alone one rice dumpling, or two more rice dumplings, as long as he invites the ancestor to come down, it's just a matter of one blow.

It's just that the stronger the god you invite, the more troublesome it is and the longer it takes.

Even so, the magic of inviting the gods in the heart of the four eyes is the supreme magic of Maoshan.

"Senior brother, master, get out of the way!"

With a bang, the three-flavored true fire talisman in Jingzhou's hand was instantly activated.

With his eyes closed, he rolled like a donkey, avoiding both sides.

The hot wave of fire arrived in an instant, and the tattered clothes on the zombies instantly turned into ashes.

The flames that the zombies repeatedly beat on their bodies are just Taoist real fires that burn on these evil things, just like maggots attached to the bones. Unless the corpse's energy is burned out, it will not be extinguished.

"What a strong corpse gas!" Four Eyes was quite surprised, and then said calmly: "With three of us and me here, this zombie can no longer suck blood, and the corpse gas in the body will have no source. It only needs to be burned for an hour or three."

Turn it into ashes."

This zombie was injured to begin with, but at this time, it was able to use corpse aura to block a lot of heat waves. It was really incredible.

"Amitabha, fortunately little brother Jing arrived in time." Master Yixiu also sighed slightly.

Every time the real fire burns more, the zombie's corpse energy decreases. Seeing that the corpse energy is burned, Jingzhou pours the magic power he has cultivated in these days into the magic sword, and the sword's body glows with aura.

His eyes lit up and he praised: "Good understanding and good cultivation!"

With a sword chant, the magic sword seemed to have spirituality, turning into a stream of light and heading straight towards the zombie, piercing through the zombie in the blink of an eye.

"boom!"

Zombies fall to the ground.

After the corpse energy dispersed, the zombies burned by red flames crackled.

After a while, the zombies were burned to ashes by the fire.

As soon as the royal zombie died, Jing Zhou felt a golden thread falling from the sky.

It’s merit!

This royal zombie is much more ferocious than Old Master Ren, and the merit it has brought down has also increased several times compared to before.

As the merits entered his body, Jingzhou felt his body lighten up, and spiritual energy surged from all directions. The original restraint of this world on him was significantly reduced, and in just a moment, his cultivation level was restored to half of it.

The benefits of merit are endless!

"Junior brother, I wonder how Junior Brother Qianhe is doing?" After the zombies were removed, his eyes thought of Master Qianhe.

Jingzhou muttered: "Senior Brother Qianhe was scratched by a zombie, and I suppressed the corpse poison temporarily. There is no danger to his life. I just want to completely remove the corpse poison, and Senior Brother Lao needs to take action."

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. Senior brother, I have been dealing with corpses all year round. How to get rid of corpse poison? It's a trivial matter." Just as he finished collecting the four eyes, Master Yixiu on the side said: "What a coincidence, I also have some ideas on how to get rid of corpse poison."

"Hey, you bald donkey, don't you like me?" Shimi asked knowingly.

Master Yixiu said with a smile: "You said this yourself, Amitabha, it is good and good."

He gritted his teeth angrily.

Seeing that Shimu and Yixiu were about to fight again, Jingzhou quickly moved Qianhe out, so that Yiseng and the others stopped fighting for the time being.

The three of them hurried to Qianhe's location.

After seeing that Qianhe was fine, Jingzhou took back the soul-expelling bell and said goodbye.

Chizuru nodded and said they would meet again in the future.

There was a slight reluctance in his eyes. After all, the young junior brother in front of him had the best talisman-drawing skills in his generation.

However, my junior brother settled in Renjia Town, where he often drove corpses, so he had more opportunities to collect wool.

After thinking about this, my eyes became free and easy again.

Little did he know that after this separation, they would never see each other again.

The three brothers said goodbye to each other, and then Jingzhou disappeared into the night.

Master Yixiu watched Jingzhou go and said slowly: "Amitabha, that's very good. I hope I can have the opportunity to discuss Taoism with little brother Jing again in the future."

"Monk, don't you have the means to exorcise corpse poison?" After checking Qianhe's injuries, he turned to look at Ikkyu.

"Yes, but in my opinion, it is better to go back first. The injuries of Taoist Master Qianhe and his disciples need to rest for two days." After saying that, Master Ikkyu took out a porcelain bottle and poured out several black pills.

Four people from the southeast and northwest took it.

With four eyes, he nodded and said, "Well, that's right. Let's go back first. Monk, come and help Junior Brother Qianhe."

"I'm supporting Taoist Master Qianhe, what are you doing?" Master Yixiu was quite puzzled.

"Hey, you poor Taoist, of course you are responsible for transporting this coffin back!" He jumped to the side of the Tongjiao Gold Pavilion with his eyes shining brightly.

Sent, Sent!

Once the zombie dies, the coffin becomes ownerless.

If such a large gold coffin was melted and recast, how many small goldfish would have to be cast?

As for the little brother, well, it will be divided between him and him.

...

"With this half-completed cultivation level, you can use many methods." Jingzhou sighed secretly, and after walking a while, he took a branch and started drawing on the ground.

With the blessing of cultivation, heavenly secrets appear, fortune-telling matters are extremely clear in front of him, and it is naturally clear where the evil spirits are.

"Huh?" Jing Zhou frowned and looked to the southwest.

A cave a few miles away from Shijia Town

Mr. Gu was sitting in front of the Dharma altar, holding a skull and bones in one hand and a ram's horn magic weapon in the other, facing the east, and silently reciting incantations.

Mr. Shi followed beside him, his cross-eyed eyes darting around.

Whether it's white bones or a ram's horn artifact, it's not a righteous thing at first glance.

Even the layout of the cave, with its coffins and various animal bones, is eerie and weird.

This mage is not a good person at all.

However, Mr. Shi himself is not a good person, and he has no prejudice against mages.

If he was a good person, how could he, Mr. Shi, have the opportunity to let him help him?

Bad people are good, and the worse, the better.

There are still people who dare to go against Mr. Shi and help Fei Bao recover his soul. Do you think that Mr. Shi is a vegetarian?

Suddenly there was a "sizzling" sound, which startled Mr. Shi.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! I saw Mr. Gu picking up a bottle of smelly liquid and pouring half of it onto the white skull in his right hand.

A large amount of white smoke suddenly rose.

What was even weirder was that before Mr. Gu could move, a flame appeared in mid-air and rushed towards Mr. Gu.

"Oh my god, it's so awesome!"

Seeing this, Mr. Shi hurriedly hid behind Mr. Gu.

"What a trick!" Mr. Gu snorted coldly and waved his robe to disperse the flames. "Today's fight will cause you, a Taoist priest, to die without a burial place!"

"Let me show you what this mage can do!"

Gu Lao roared, picked up a sheep's head and white bones, poured mana into it, and suddenly threw it into a small pool in front of him.

Shijiazhen

Uncle Jiu's face darkened.

The stone incense burner half as tall as the person next to the altar suddenly exploded.

The old Gu in the stone cave succeeded in his move and took advantage of the situation to pursue him. He immediately gathered his soul and activated his magic power to fight Uncle Jiu in the air.

Mr. Shi, with his mortal eyes, naturally could not see Uncle Jiu's figure in the air, but his eyes were confused, and he did not know why the mage suddenly started fighting with the air.

Is this a fight?

Is this old guy reliable?

If I had known better, I wouldn't have said anything and come to this crappy place.

Thinking of what Mr. Gu had said before, Mr. Shi felt much more at ease.

Even if this old guy loses the fight, Mr. Shi will probably run away. There are more than ten servants arranged by his father outside the cave, who can always protect him back to the Shi family.

Mr. Shi was just thinking when a burst of explosions sounded in his ears.
To be continued...