"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.
I saw Mr. Gu take out a small piece of white bone and put his palms together to turn the white bone into powder.
After applying the bone powder, the power of Gu Lao's palm technique was greatly increased, causing the air to crackle continuously.
Mr. Shi was so frightened that he trembled.
"Hahahahaha!"
Elder Gu laughed endlessly.
The Maoshan Taoist priest had been fighting with him for so long, and he was considered a master.
It is really satisfying to be able to defeat such a character!
Suddenly Gu Lao's laughter stopped, he staggered, took several steps back, and almost fell to the ground.
Even though Mr. Shi was uneducated and incompetent, all he could think about was touching his little hands and pulling his arms. At this time, he also knew that Mr. Gu had lost the battle with others.
"Master, should we withdraw first?" Mr. Shi asked cautiously, while secretly admiring his father's methods.
Fortunately, he had a group of servants follow him, so even if there was an accident, he could be safe.
"Huh, I haven't lost yet, so what are you afraid of?"
"This Taoist priest has some tricks."
"If I were in the wild, I would be invincible, but here, it's not certain who will win!"
Gu Lao's face turned cold, he took out a big jar from the coffin behind him, grabbed two snakes and bit them immediately.
The fishy smell spread.
There was snake blood flowing from Old Gu's mouth, his face was ferocious, and his eyes were full of violence.
Mr. Shi was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.
After throwing away the two shriveled snakes, Gu Lao's face glowed red, his arms shook, and he kept chanting incantations. Then he jumped to the altar and started fighting with Uncle Jiu again in the air.
"Hahaha, hahaha"
"Stinky Taoist, let's see how you win this time!"
After fighting dozens of moves in a row, Mr. Gu's laughter became more and more proud, as if he could beat the Maoshan Taoist priest to death in the next moment.
The next moment, two thunders exploded in the void.
Gu Lao's heart tightened inexplicably, and his expression changed one after another.
After half a breath, purple lightning penetrated the cave and struck the old Gu with a frightened expression.
Gu Lao's face turned black, and he immediately fell to the ground, dying.
Mr. Master screamed and fainted from fright.
Shijiazhen
Uncle Jiu, who had blood at the corner of his mouth, rubbed his waist and jumped down from the altar.
"Master, are you okay?" Seeing that the battle was decided, Uncle Jiu's registered disciple Xiao Hai crawled out from under the altar.
Uncle Jiu secretly wiped away the blood from his mouth and said calmly: "What, you really want something to happen to the master?"
Xiaohai shook his head quickly in fear.
"Take away the altar!" Uncle Jiu snorted coldly.
Xiao Hai nodded quickly and complained in a voice he could hear while cleaning up the altar: "Master is not only petty, he also loves to hold grudges. If I see him making a fool of himself this time, he may get him back some time. In the past two days,
, it’s better not to hang around in front of the master.”
"Could it be that Senior Brother was the one who succeeded?"
Uncle Jiu looked at the west where Mr. Gu was and murmured.
During the fight a moment ago, he only saw a bolt of lightning striking Gu Lao's body.
Among their generation, only senior brother Lei Jian is good at using thunder techniques. He has a lightning-running thunder fist that can ward off evil and change things. He can be said to be an invincible hand among immortals.
Uncle Jiu shook his head and no longer thought about it. Those who were good at using lightning techniques, even if they were not senior brothers, were definitely on the right path.
"This heresy should not be underestimated."
"If it hadn't been for Senior Brother's intervention, Pindao would have had no choice but to ask Xiao Hai to raise the altar."
"Well, it doesn't need to be too high, two feet is enough."
On the second day, Mr. Shi was seriously ill and bedridden.
Mr. Shi invited several famous doctors in succession, but all failed.
News even came out from the Shi's Mansion, and the description was vivid and colorful. Not only did Mr. Shi do many evil things on weekdays, but he also raised many evil things outside the town, which angered the gods in the sky. The God of Thunder lowered the thunder to punish him.
Some people didn't believe it and actually went to the nameless cave outside the town and saw the remaining bones and traces of lightning strikes in the cave.
Mr. Shi changed his past stinginess and spent his family's money to build bridges and pave roads and do many good deeds.
Mr. Shi, the leader of the three evils in Shijia Town, has been ill in bed for more than half a year. The people of Shijia Town all clapped their hands and applauded, but this is a story for later and will not be mentioned for now.
Since that day when he used thunder to kill the Nanyang evil master, Jingzhou used his calculation techniques to figure out the location of the evil spirits, killing ghosts and demons along the way, and his cultivation became more and more advanced.
Passing by Tanjia Town that day, I saw a lot of people, old and young, gathered in front of a mansion.
Jingzhou took two steps forward and heard someone shouting: "In the past year, our family has not woken up sleeping in bed every night, and has been moved out of bed by ghosts every night..."
At this time, another voice came: "Those who move people to the table are the doings of evil people; those who move people out of bed are the doings of evil spirits. You have to be afraid of evil people. I am here for evil spirits. Huh, you don't have to be afraid."
!”
Jingzhou felt vaguely that the voice sounded familiar.
Immediately afterwards, someone in the mansion shouted:
"Courtesy first, then attack. Listen carefully!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I paid with paper money and said good things to you. If you don't admit your mistake, I will make it difficult for you!"
"My dear, Mao Shanming, I have been entrusted by Tan Wanwan to clean up the family!"
Tan million?
Mao Shanming?
Lightning flashed in Jing Zhou's mind, and a wretched face appeared in front of his eyes.
It turns out to be this guy who raises ghosts.
The last time I met Mao Shanming, this guy was still digging graves, and now he's out to cheat again.
I don’t know whether it’s because the grave digging business is less profitable or because it’s faster to make money by cheating.
"Mao Shanming will feel better soon. The Tan family is not only full of ghosts, but also a nest of ghosts." Jing Zhou smiled mysteriously and walked forward.
Tan Wanwan built his mansion on the bones of other people. These ghosts only scared Tan's family and did not kill anyone.
To say that the ghosts of the Tan family are not evil ghosts, they can be saved if they can be saved.
Just as Jingzhou was thinking about it, people arrived at the gate of Tan Mansion.
All I could hear was clanging and a fierce fight inside.
"This Taoist priest is different from the nine who were thrown out before. He is a capable one." Master Tan saw how fierce the fighting was, so he labeled Mao Shanming as "reliable".
Sure enough, he has no hair on his mouth and can't do his job well.
When looking for a Taoist priest, you have to look for someone with hair on his mouth!
Master Tan was secretly proud of the fact that he had found a capable Taoist priest for only one silver dollar, when he suddenly heard screams.
"Ghost, there is a ghost inside!"
The door was suddenly opened, and Mao Shanming was thrown out.
"It's you!"
Mao Shanming, who was about to escape, got up and saw the young man who had dug up corpses with him before.
"Little brother, run, run, there are really ghosts in Tan Mansion, a nest of ghosts!" Mao Shanming mentioned the situation in Tan Mansion with great loyalty, and the people fled in a hurry.
He is greedy for money, but this Tan Mansion is a ghost house. Even if ten Maoshans come tomorrow, they have to go in vertically and come out horizontally.
The people who were watching the excitement fled in all directions, and even Mr. Tan ran out of the house with his butler and servants with a pale face.
After a while, the door in front of Tan Mansion was crowded with people.
"Isn't he afraid of death?" Maoshan Ming, who had escaped a hundred steps away, looked back and saw his young colleague walking towards Tan's house. He couldn't help but sigh: "Young people don't know the heights of the world. This time, it's probably going to be worse.
.”
Catching ghosts and deceiving people is also a technical job these days. Uncle Ming, he has ears and eyes in all directions. If there is any sign that something is wrong, he will hurriedly leave.
Otherwise, if the ghost doesn't catch him, he will be killed by the ghost instead, which would be very sad.
After waiting outside for a while, Mao Shanming didn't hear the screams and felt very puzzled.
Is it surprising that the kid was killed by the ghost before he even had time to scream?
Well, that must be the case.
Unexpectedly, the next moment, Mao Shanming's eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost.
The young man walked out of Tan Mansion calmly.
Why didn't he die?
It shouldn't be...
Why are those ghosts so easy to talk to?
The next day, news came out that the Tan Mansion was free of ghosts.
Mao Shan clearly did not believe in evil, so he sneaked into Tan Mansion that night and asked Dabao and Xiaobao to test it out. As expected, there was no ghost in the entire mansion.
On the contrary, the previously haunted places near the town have become peaceful one after another.
Then the news that zombies and evil spirits were exterminated by Taoist priests continued to spread, which actually made many people want to go to the Taoist palace to learn from their masters.
...
two years later
coffin hill
As its name suggests, this mountain has hundreds of coffins placed on it and is deserted for miles around.
On the largest coffin at the top of the mountain, there was a person closing his eyes and swallowing.
If there are people from Maoshan here, they will definitely recognize this person as the former senior brother Shi Jian, who was very majestic and upright.
"If you don't take your identity into consideration, why would you need to borrow the hands of this mountain of zombies?"
Suddenly, Shi Jian opened his eyes with an angry expression.
Lin Jiu not only competed with him for the position of leader of Maoshan, but also connived at his apprentice to kill his son Shi Shaojian.
In fact, even killing him ten times could not relieve the hatred in Shi Jian's heart!
If he could use the Lightning Thunder Fist, why go to such trouble? If Lin Jiu could receive three punches from him, he would be lucky!
Among the immortals, who is Shi Jian's opponent?
"Wait a moment, my master will turn Master and Disciple Lin Jiu into a corpse puppet to keep you company!" After taking a look at Shi Shaojian's corpse, Shi Jian took out the formation flag and arranged it on the mountain.
"Huh? Why are your eyelids twitching?"
Shi Jian stopped his movements.
For some reason he felt uneasy.
A streak of purple light is like a shooting star chasing the moon, approaching from far away.
"No!"
Shi Jian pushed his physical strength and magic power to the extreme, thunder and lightning wrapped around his fists, and he punched forward boldly.
It's just that the punch was only halfway out, and it fell down without strength.
The purple light passed through, and the King of Thunder and Lightning, who could easily kill him even if he jumped to death, felt a pain in the center of his eyebrows and fell to the ground dead.
Even until his death, the King of Thunder and Lightning did not understand why there was anyone in this world besides immortals who could kill him.
half year later
Tianshi Mansion
A hearty laughter spread from the main hall on the mountain.
"Hahaha, I am not alone in my ways, I am not alone in my ways!"
"Hearing a word from Taoist brother today is better than a thousand days of hard training!"
...
In the next few years, there was also a theory that the spirit fox became an immortal...