Mao Shan's body was trembling, and he was suffering from tremendous pain. He felt as if his whole body was being torn apart.
At this time, Feng Qingyan frowned. Although the aura of awe suppressed the strange energy to Maoshan's feet, it could not be completely driven away or destroyed. Like gangrene attached to the bone, there would always be a ray of strange energy emerging.
Unless Maoshan's body is destroyed or destroyed, it is possible to completely eliminate the strange aura.
It's truly a weird atmosphere.
Feng Qingyan was amazed in his heart, it was really weird.
Fortunately, his soul was not infected, otherwise there would not be many people in the world who could save him.
However, even if his soul is infected, as long as there is no mutation, Feng Qingyan may be able to save him.
Holy power!
It seems that the only option is to use the Holy Power.
Feng Qingyan tried several times, but still couldn't extinguish the strange aura, so he mobilized a ray of holy power. Although the holy power was more terrifying than the aura of awe-inspiring, it was not as domineering as the aura of awe-inspiring. When it was injected into Maoshan's body, it was like a warm current.
He felt warm all over.
This made his body feel very comfortable.
It seems that I suddenly entered heaven from hell...
The holy power in Mao Shan's body seemed to turn into a bolt of lightning, instantly appearing on Mao Shan's left foot. The holy power quickly purified the strange aura.
Sure enough it can!
Feng Qingyan felt happy.
However, I vaguely realized that one ray of holy power was not enough to extinguish the strange aura, so I injected two more rays of holy power to prevent the strange aura from resurrecting.
Three rays of holy power completely destroyed the strange aura in Maoshan's body.
"alright."
Feng Qingyan nodded and said.
At this time, Mao Shan collapsed on the ground, gasping for air.
At this time, one side of his body was still bruised with blood and flesh, but it was suppressed. And under the aura of awe and holy power, it was repaired quickly...
But it cannot be restored to the original state.
It looks like a scar left by a fire, and it looks a little scary.
"Brother!"
Maoxiang ran madly from outside the village.
As soon as she escaped from the village, she saw a green bull pulling an ox cart passing through the sky, and then she saw a huge whirlpool appearing in the sky above Gushan Mountain, emitting a terrifying aura.
She then knew that her brother could be saved.
really.
Before she could run back to the village, the men in the bullock cart killed the fierce ghost.
"Brother!"
Mao Xiang saw Maoshan from a distance and saw that her brother was still alive. She was so excited that her tears flowed down again.
She came running wildly.
At this time, Feng Qingyan turned around and took a look, then said to Qingniu: "Let's go."
"promise."
Qingniu responded.
"Brother Mao, say goodbye."
Feng Qingyan bowed his hands to Maoshan and stepped onto the bullock cart.
"May I ask where Mr. Feng is from? Maoshan will definitely repay the favor of saving his life today." Maoshan struggled to stand up, but fell down again.
"It's a small effort, but why does it matter?"
Feng Qingyan didn't care.
"My husband is a student of Burial Mountain Academy." Qingniu said something more, pulled the cart and drove away.
"Burial Mountain Academy?"
Mao Shan was stunned for a moment, then looked at the leaving lane: "It turns out that Mr. Feng is a student of Burial Mountain Academy. No wonder he can kill fierce ghosts at such a young age..."
Although he is not a disciple of the Holy Way, let alone a disciple of Confucianism, he does know the name of Burial Mountain Academy. In the past six months, the name of Burial Mountain Academy has been spread all over the world from time to time, and it can be said to be famous. Especially among the students of Burial Mountain Academy,
When Qingyan was granted the title of Xu Sage, he became even more popular.
At this time, Burial Mountain Academy was almost comparable to the top ten Confucian academies.
Of course, the background is still incomparable.
"Brother!"
Maoxiang flew up and hugged Maoshan.
"Second sister, don't worry. Brother is fine. Brother is fine." Mao Shan patted Mao Xiang and said. Although his body was still seriously injured and his spirit was depressed, he was really fine.
You can recover as long as you rest for a while.
"Mingming——"
Mao Xiang started crying and said, "I was scared to death."
After a while, Mao Xiang recovered, but she still had lingering fears. At this time, she curiously asked: "Brother, who is the person who saved my brother just now? Brother, did you write down the name? This person is my savior.
He will definitely take revenge one day..."
"Send it back, Mr. Feng."
Mao Shan nodded and said, naturally he would not forget the grace of saving his life, "This Mr. Feng is a student of the famous Burial Mountain Academy."
"Student of Burial Mountain Academy?"
Mao Xiang blinked and secretly wrote down the name of Feng Hui.
"Mr. Feng is probably a literary scholar. It's really amazing that he can become a literary scholar at such a young age." Mao Shan sighed, looking towards the north, "It is indeed the 81st Confucian Academy. Just the students of the academy have
Such terrifying power..."
"This Mr. Feng is indeed terrifying."
Mao Xiang nodded, and then said: "But my brother is not bad either. My brother is not even young enough to be able to kill evil spirits. He is quite a scribe of the holy way."
"How many people in the world can reach the level of scribes in their weak years?"
"So brother, don't belittle yourself or underestimate yourself."
Mao Xiang comforted.
Mao Shan couldn't help laughing when he heard this. He laughed a few times, but his muscles and bones were pulled, causing him great pain.
It took a while to recover.
"Brother, why are you laughing?"
At this time, Mao Xiang became confused and said, "Is what A Xiang said wrong?"
"Although brother can kill evil spirits, there is still a big gap between him and the holy scribes." Mao Shan shook his head and said, naturally knowing his own situation, his background is simply incomparable.
His spells are like duckweed without roots.
His magic power also has no foundation.
The path of incantation he is currently following is a bit like a heretical path compared to the hundreds of schools of the Holy Way. Therefore, at this time, he is even more urgently in need of a conferment, either to become a Heavenly Cao Cao, or to be a Land Cao Cao, and obtain
Only the Taoist priesthood can be regarded as having a foundation.
Or improve it by yourself.
However, it is basically impossible to perfect it by oneself.
This may require the efforts of several generations.
The path he is taking now is fundamentally different from that of Taoism under the Holy Way.
In Taoism under the holy way, the Tao Qi evolved from the literary Qi, just like the Confucian Haoran Qi evolved from the literary Qi.
Therefore, the essence of the Hundred Schools of the Holy Way is still literary spirit.
However, his magic power did not evolve from Wen Qi, but from another "qi" different from Wen Qi.
And was suppressed by the holy way.
Therefore, he cannot feel the foundation and feels like a duckweed without roots.
One night passed.
Maoshan has recovered a little.
Although Gushan and the village have been purified by Feng Qingyan's "Heaven and Earth are righteous", there are still some resentments and some confused souls left.
This is because Feng Qingyan deliberately suppresses "the righteousness of heaven and earth" and does not want to destroy the village, so he cannot completely eliminate the grievances and residual souls.
However, it cannot become a climate.
Another day passed and Maoshan recovered some of his mana.
"Second sister, go to the village to pick up some items for the altar. Every household should pick up some. Don't miss any house."
When it got dark, Maoshan said to Maoxiang.
"OK."
Mao Xiang nodded and went to get it.
After getting the Maoxiang, Maoshan started to preach, and when late at night, he opened the altar and performed rituals. He performed the rituals with his hands and recited quickly: "The Supreme Order, transcend your lonely soul; all ghosts and ghosts will benefit from the blessings in the four lives; have a head."
Those who transcend, those who are headless will live; kill with spears and swords, dive into the water and hang on ropes; die openly and secretly, die unjustly; be creditors and enemies, and beg for your life; kneel in front of my stage, the gossip shines; Zhanru leaves, and is reborn in another place.
"Being a man or a woman, you are responsible for it; whether you are rich or poor, it is up to you."