As Master Kongxuan stretched out his hand, the monk's robes puffed up, and the stars in the sky were fixed in the sky, slowly disappearing.
After doing all this, Monk Kongxuan collected the Dharma, handed the gorgeous scepter embedded with the seven Buddhist treasures into the hands of his disciples, turned around and walked up the steps, and the pot-bellied mayor immediately greeted him enthusiastically and said:
"Thank you for your hard work, Master. Please take a seat!"
Directly facing Monk Kongxuan, he walked towards his seat. At this time, a young monk brought a silver plate with a white towel on it. Monk Kongxuan picked up the towel and gently wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead, then put it down.
Towel, the little monk bent down and stepped aside.
"It's too pretentious!"
Ye Chen turned around and saw the old man-like miraculous man muttering in a low voice with an envious look on his face. The miraculous man generally refers to a practitioner who uses witchcraft and other side techniques and does not have a specific teacher. They are usually weird but vicious.
For magic, men are called Shenhan and women are called Goddess.
Although his cultivation level is not very good, some of the spells he knows are sometimes quite powerful. The most important thing is that this kind of person is very hostile to some practitioners with serious inheritance.
Seeing Ye Chen looking over, the handsome man's face turned from envy to a smile and asked:
"Little brother looks unfamiliar, where did he come from?"
Ye Chen bowed his hands and said in a neutral tone:
"Come from the south and go to the north."
Although this divine man is smiling, his soul is far superior to that of ordinary people and he can detect the malice beneath the divine man's smile. Obviously in the divine man's eyes, he dares to start teaching and travel around the world at such a young age. He must be the kind with a serious inheritance, which makes him very
Jealousy.
He obviously didn't want to say more, and the divine man could tell that, so he didn't continue. He just smiled and turned around to talk to the fake Taoist priest.
At this time, Monk Kongxuan had been welcomed to the main seat by the mayor and sat down. Even the mayor was willing to sit down, stretched out his hand to pick up the cup of tea on the tray brought by the disciple, drank a sip, rinsed his mouth, spit it into a silver basin, and then
Picking up another cup of tea, he took a sip with an elegant gesture... Ye Chen turned his head away and pretended not to see it.
This monk Kongxuan was very arrogant and didn't even bother to talk to other people. The fake Taoist priest also came forward to flatter him, but he didn't even look at him.
Monk Kongxuan had already seen the other monks. When Ye Chen came here for the first time, it was probably the fire talisman in his hand that made him take a high look and said:
"Little Taoist priest, seeing that you have already started teaching at such a young age, and you want to become a famous disciple, the ghosts you have to deal with today are not trivial. It is good to be careful later and watch from behind. It is also good to accumulate some experience."
Ye Chen glanced at Monk Kongxuan in surprise. His words were quite kind. If he thought about it carefully, he probably thought that he came from a sect with a serious inheritance, so he wanted to form a good relationship.
Just like Shen Han doesn't like sect practitioners with serious inheritance, Monk Kongxuan doesn't like wild practitioners like Shen Han, but if it is a sect with serious inheritance, even if he has just started training, he will take a high look and be willing to make friends.
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"Looks like I'm off to a pretty good start!"
There was also a smile on his face, and he bowed his hand to Monk Kongxuan:
"Then I'll rely on the master later!"
Everyone showed kindness. Ye Chen was not stupid enough to criticize others, and he had no reason to hate him. Monk Kongxuan was not a bad person, he just liked to show off and disliked the poor and loved the rich. This is a kind of human nature. He
It's not that annoying because of this.
He was able to chat with Monk Kongxuan here, and the malicious look in the eyes of the divine man on the other side became more and more intense. Ye Chen glanced at it from the corner of his eyes and secretly paid attention to it.
People are just so weird. Even if you don't offend them, they just dislike you for some inexplicable reasons. If you are more vicious, you will kill them.
Chatting with Monk Kongxuan about some anecdotes, although Ye Chen has not stayed in this world for long, he has seen and heard of too much of the world. He can scare Monk Kongxuan by just making it up, and even the mayor and other people can frighten him.
Several people listened curiously.
He was a bit dumbfounded. After drinking a cup of tea, he was about to talk about a fairy tale. Suddenly, a crisp ringtone came from outside the Yi Zhuang. Everyone froze. Monk Kongxuan stood up and stretched out his hand, shouting:
"Bring the staff!"
Immediately, a disciple handed the Seven Treasures Tin Staff to his hand, slapped it on the ground, and shouted:
"Set up the formation!"
The eight disciples each held an iron staff and formed a strange formation, ready to go.
Everyone else was also getting ready. What was funny was that the fake Taoist priest actually took out a bowl with a bowl of black dog blood, which was also speechless.
At this time, the two big men guarding the gate of Yizhuang had retreated, protecting the mayor who was pale and shivering. The mayor was holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand and was pinching them. There were also a few stickers on his body.
Fu, on the other hand, although the two big men were equally nervous, they were still calm.
Ye Chen sighed, took out two evil-proof charms from his pocket and handed them to the two big men:
"This is an evil talisman that can dispel ordinary ghosts. Just stay with the mayor and don't go up rashly."
The two held the talisman and nodded continuously:
Pulling out the Thunder Splitting Peach Wood Sword from his back, Ye Chen stepped forward and walked to the edge of the steps. He saw a stream of black energy pouring in from the door of Yizhuang. The bell hanging on the wire outside the door kept ringing. This was specially used for
It is used as a warning. Once a foreign object approaches and touches it, the bell will sound loudly.
The black air poured in and spread rapidly, soon covering nearly half of the village. The altar in the center was covered by black mist, and the candlelight immediately shook continuously as if it was going to be blown out.
Fortunately, this red candle is specially made, so it will not go out even on rainy days, and will not be blown out by the Yin Qi.
As the black mist spread, in the misty black mist, a heavy footsteps hit everyone's hearts like a drum. Ye Chen was fine, but the mayor behind him, who was just an ordinary person, was already covering his chest with his hands.
Uncomfortable.
"Amitabha!"
Master Kongxuan's loud Buddhist chant was like a warm current sweeping over him, and his heartbeat suddenly returned to normal, but Ye Chen's solemn expression did not return.
Just the sound of footsteps has such power, this transformed zombie is quite powerful.
Thinking of this, he glanced at the solemn-faced Kongxuan Master. Fortunately, he was not alone. There were so many helpers who could help him share at least half of the pressure. With them blocking him, whether it was the ghost or the zombie, he could easily deal with the remaining one.
Soon, the footsteps and figure emerged from the mist. It was a zombie wearing a tattered monk's robe, but with a black face and dark eyes. The dark eyes turned stiffly, and he let out a roar that did not sound like a human voice. He bent his feet,
It popped out suddenly and flew directly over the altar to the monk disciples who were hanging in the air forming a magic circle.
"Form up and fight!"
Eight people swung their sticks at the same time, and the eight iron sticks hit the zombies that jumped down, making a muffled sound.
