In front of the Soul-Suppressing Tree.

Everyone gathered.

Qin Feng looked at the strange soul-suppressing tree in front of him. The soul-suppressing tree in the darkness gave people a sense of monster. The wind blew the leaves, causing strange rustling sounds.

"Master, is this the tree demon?"

Zhou Yiming looked at the Soul-Suppressing Tree, looking curious but a little worried.

Tree Demon.

That's a murderous tree demon.

"Don't know."

Qin Feng shook his head gently, a little confused.

Simple.

It's really too simple.

Strikes, impacts, small holes, everything points to the tree demon.

But this soul-suppressing tree is not used to suppress resentment or evil spirits, but it will become a tree demon.

Could it be that everything is said by the monk Yuantong?

Perhaps the wisdom of trees is limited, and even if they turn into monsters, they can only maintain the simplest instinct. It is too difficult to let a tree monster make various plans and conceal its own way of killing people.

Unless, this tree demon is a tree demon of thousands of years.

"Master, what are we going to do now?" Chen Qing asked out loud.

"Please get out of the way." Yuantong clasped his hands together, "Just leave it here to me, I will solve everything here."

"Then I'll be in trouble." Chen Qing said.

Chen Qing, Zhao Sanling and other miners from Heishan Mine walked aside one by one and looked at the Soul-Shenzhen Tree from afar.

Qin Feng and Zhou Yiming also walked aside and watched Master Yuantong's every move.

Master Yuantong walked slowly, wearing straw sandals, and walked step by step into the soul-suppressing tree. He clasped his hands together and muttered words. Light appeared from his hands, forming mysterious golden words, which were very magical.

A ray of light burst out from Qin Feng's eyes.

This monk is indeed not an ordinary person.

"Master, look at that." Zhou Yiming exclaimed. He had never seen such a method before. It was really amazing.

This monk is completely different from what he imagined.

"Master Yuantong."

"Miracles, miracles."

"Amitabha, Amitabha."

The miners exclaimed, and were shocked by Master Yuantong's methods. Especially Chen Qing, even knelt on the ground, muttering something.

...

The night is silent.

The mountains and forests are dark.

The moonlight shone from the sky on a stone in the jungle. On the stone was a man in a cloak, covering his black cloak, which was not very real.

A pair of dark eyes were revealed on the half-faced face, giving people a very strange feeling. There seemed to be a purple light moving in the depths of the eyes, which captured the soul and sucked the soul.

"Um?"

A purple light burst out from this person's eyes, and a whispering sound was heard.

From the sound, it was an extremely nice female voice, with a little coldness, but it was extremely pleasant.

"Someone is moving the Soul-Suppressing Tree?"

"It seems that the plan has been successful."

"That stinky Taoist priest sealed my stuff for so long, and finally got the chance to take it out."

The man in a cloak stretched out his slender and white hands. He pinched his marks with both hands, and strange marks appeared one after another, turning into a purple beast. The purple beast spread its wings, turned into a lightning bolt, and disappeared into the sky.

The man in the cloak also stood up, went down from the stone, and left the jungle.

...

In the treacherous jungle, the green light was unstable, and there was a vague sound of ghosts and howlings.

A young man in a starry Taoist robe walked in the void, his eyes staring at the surroundings like lightning. All the evil green light disappeared silently within ten meters of him.

Very mysterious.

The young Taoist priest in Xingchen Taoist robe suddenly stopped and looked at the north, with a little curiosity in his eyes.

"It seems to be the soul-suppressing tree I laid out when I was young."

"Someone is moving the Soul-Suppressing Tree?"

The young Taoist priest's eyes fluttered and he immediately smiled freely.

"The things under the tree are just insignificant things. Since someone has moved the Soul-Suppressing Tree, he must be confident in dealing with the things under the tree, so there is no need to care."

"What I have to do now is to solve the demon cave in front of me, otherwise once the demon cave riots, the demons invade Daxia. The entire Daxia will probably become a place of demons."

The young Taoist priest took a step forward and continued to walk forward.

...

The golden light flows, and the sound of Buddha lingers.

A series of golden Buddhist scriptures appeared on Master Yuantong, and countless Buddhist scriptures formed mysterious, noble, and strange Buddhist scriptures. His hands moved slightly, and turned into strange and mysterious power.

"Fuyin."

Master Yuantong whispered softly and pushed his right hand gently towards the front. A Buddhist swastika gradually rotated and became larger, bursting with endless light.

A Buddhist seal fell on the trunk of the Soul-Suppressing Tree, and a brilliant golden light burst out, covering the entire Soul-Suppressing Tree under the golden light. Immediately afterwards, I saw golden words appearing from the Buddhist swastika, gradually covering the entire Soul-Suppressing Tree, suppressing the power of the Soul-Suppressing Tree.

On the Soul-Suppressing Tree, golden words are filled with it, solemn and solemn, glazed and enchanting, just like a sacred tree of Buddhism.

Master Yuantong's body shook and almost fell into a coma. Drops of sweat were blown out on his forehead, and it was obvious that the use of the Foyin was a huge consumption for him.

"The person who arranged this soul-suppressing tree is extremely powerful."

Master Yuantong's heart was secretly told that as soon as he came into contact with the power of the Soul-Suppressing Tree, he realized the power contained in the Soul-Suppressing Tree. This power exceeded his abilities.

If the Soul-Suppressing Tree had not existed for a long time, it had consumed a lot of power. With his strength, he might not have been able to suppress the Soul-Suppressing Tree.

The Vajra Gate has some reputation in the area of ​​Yunlin County. But looking at Yunzhou and the Great Xia Dynasty, it is nothing.

"Is it really just to suppress resentment in such a soul-suppressing tree?"

Master Yuantong felt confused.

Qin Feng paid attention to Master Yuantong's actions and also looked at the Soul-Suppressing Tree. It seemed that as the Soul-Suppressing Tree was suppressed, the evil spirit between heaven and earth was obviously much less.

"Um?"

Qin Feng suddenly raised his head and saw a purple light coming from the void in a blink of an eye and disappeared.

"What is that?"

Qin Feng looked at the Soul-Sheng Tree with confusion and then at the Heishan Mine.

"Master, this monk is so powerful." Zhou Yiming whispered.

"Yes." Qin Feng nodded.

"Master Yuantong, how are you?" Chen Qing walked to Master Yuantong and asked.

"I have sealed the soul-suppressing tree with Buddha seal. The matter of the Black Mountain Mine has been resolved, so everyone can rest assured." Master Yuantong said softly.

"Very good."

"The tree demon is sealed."

"The Black Mountain Mine can finally restore peace."

The miners were excited and were all surprised.

The problem of the Black Mountain Mine was solved, and the matter was over. There was still doubled in wages, which was really great.

"Yeah, that's great."
Chapter completed!