After the liberation was completed, Sikouxuan cast a spell to attract ghost messengers and ordered them to escort these weak wandering souls to the underworld without any loss.
After all the work was completed, even Sikouxuan's face was pale and he seemed to have lost his vitality.
"Sir, you..."
I was about to ask something, but I heard Sikouxuan smile bitterly and say: "It's okay, it's just that the spiritual energy of the Five Thunder Golden Body has been exhausted, and my soul power is finally overwhelmed and has been corroded by some violent energy. I need to rest for three days."
It’ll be fine in five years.”
He turned around and looked at the evil spirits walking towards hell, and let out a long sigh: "It has been two hundred years, and all hatred has been lowered. They were killed by me, and I was also punished by God. Now they are in my little friend's house."
I was liberated with help, and I was liberated as well.”
"Sir, your merits are immeasurable. Please accept my respect from this junior!"
I was about to kneel down, but I was gently supported by Sikouxuan: "I have sown the cause of suffering, and I will eat the bitter fruit. You are gifted, so you must follow the right path. Don't imitate me and get angry for a while."
, a big mistake, remember, remember!”
My heart warmed, and I cupped my hands and said, "I will definitely follow your teacher's teachings!"
Si Kou
Seeing Sikouxuan gifting the magical weapon to me, I was so happy that I quickly knelt down on one knee and shouted loudly: "Sir, please give me the magical weapon!"
"Ahahaha!"
Sikouxuan laughed loudly and put the magic weapon in my hand: "Little friend, we will meet again in the future!"
Huang Wuchang, who was lying on the ground, had ruined his fifty years of hard work. At this moment, Sikou Xuan gave him a divine weapon as a gift. He was so angry and cruel in his heart that he spurted out a mouthful of blood!
"Sikou Xuan... He Wentian... you... you... two... idiots, idiots!"
The ferocious-looking Huang Wuchang shouted and was actually angry to death!
"Huang Wuchang has a good soul, but we can't let him escape like this and continue to harm others!"
Sikouxuan snorted coldly, took the Demon-Suppressing Bagua Mirror in my hand, and sucked in the wailing soul of Huang Wuchang!
"This demon-suppressing Bagua mirror is really amazing!"
I took the Bagua Mirror handed back by Sikouxuan and laughed: "Sir, you are so awesome, dear!"
"Aha, he belongs to you now! As for Huang Wuchang, it's up to you to do whatever you want."
Sikouxuan smiled slightly: "The power of this magical weapon will continue to increase according to the user's cultivation. You have to work hard!"
After finishing speaking, Sikouxuan's body floated and disappeared into the void.
Seeing that the purgatory of suffering was finally released, Huang Wuchang was executed, and Sikou Xuan flew away, I was thinking a lot at this moment: "This matter has finally come to an end."
"He Wentian, little thief, let me out, let me out!!!"
"Hey, who dares to scold me!?"
I was still wondering who was cursing. He turned his head back and forth and saw no one. When he looked down, he realized that the sound was coming from the Bagua Mirror!
"Oh, it's Mr. Huang!?"
I knocked on the mirror and asked with a smile: "How is it? Huang Wuchang Dog Thief, how is the environment inside? Are you still getting used to it?"
"Damn it, let me out quickly. There is so much real fire here that it's going to burn me to death! It's going to burn me to death! Ouch! Ouch! He Wentian, let me out quickly!!"
It turns out that the Demon-Suppressing Bagua Mirror is a divine object in heaven and earth. Legend has it that when Taishang Laojun came down to earth to look for the boy who made alchemy, he got help from a destined person, so he personally built such a Bagua Mirror for him to express his feelings. The Demon-Suppressing Bagua Mirror
After thousands of years of tempering and inheritance, it fell into my hands today. This is really a great blessing.
When it comes to the inheritance of magical artifacts, let me say one more thing here. The so-called magical artifacts generally refer to weapons or spell-casting items used by cultivators with good moral practices. Magical artifacts will have some of their master's spiritual conduct and will attached to them. These magical instruments
Utensils generally include Bagua mirrors, swords, fly whisks, hemp charms, and even jade pendants, hanging ornaments, calligraphy and paintings made, and handicrafts all have their indelible energy and are really effective in exorcising evil and avoiding ghosts. So why is modern society so
This is the reason why many people will pursue items used by the Taoist master.
When my thoughts returned to the ancient tomb, I saw that Huang Wuchang's soul had been burned to pieces and his flesh and blood were blurred. I felt relieved. It would not be an exaggeration to say that I was gloating about the misfortune: "Huang Wuchang, just stay in there and burn it for a while."
Let’s calm down the fire, you are already old and it’s time to rein in your temper.”
"I'll give you a damn! Let me out quickly, let me out!"
Huang Wuchang, who was jumping in the raging three-flavored real fire, kept cursing: "If I get out, I will definitely cut your corpses into thousands of pieces!!! I will also kill all your brothers, not one of them."
Keep!"
"You are the only one who can brag because you talk a lot? Do you really think you are Sun Wukong? Can you refine the golden eyes and fiery eyes from the three flavors of true fire? You can be tortured slowly, I am too lazy to care about you!"
I turned over the mirror and ignored Huang Wuchang, but found a simple instruction manual attached to the back of the mirror.
"Hey, there's also an instruction manual here."
I opened the instruction manual with great joy and read it carefully. He was smart by nature and very talented, and he quickly took the usage method to heart.
"He Wentian, I'm going to kill your whole family, I'm going to kill you all!!" Huang Wuchang was so painful that he went crazy, his soul was almost changed, and he kept insulting me with his bleeding mouth!
"Your uncle, you still scold me, right? If I don't teach you a lesson, you won't shut up, right!?"
I was angry, recited a mantra silently in my heart, pointed the Bagua Mirror at the Purgatory of Life and Suffering, and then a golden light shot straight away!
"He Wentian, what do you want to do!? What do you want to do?"
Seeing that he was bound by golden light and entered the purgatory of suffering, even Huang Wuchang was horrified: "Are you going to lock me here!? You kid, you kid! Ah!!!"
Before he finished speaking, his soul had been squeezed into a round flesh ball. This was the first suffering of life, "the pain of the small prison of the womb"!
The screams kept coming, and I shook my head and chuckled: "Huang Wuchang, you have done many evil things, so you should taste the pain! Think of it as an apology for the resentful spirits who were killed by you!"
"No, no! I beg you...please..."
After a few twists and turns, Huang Wuchang's soul power disappeared rapidly, and he almost didn't even have the strength to speak.
"The cycle of nature brings unfavorable retribution. Huang Wuchang, you are totally to blame for your fate today."
After saying that, I walked back and forth in the stone room with the Moon-Chasing Seven-Star Sword to see if there were any treasures that could be taken away. As he walked, he really discovered some good things.
Under the statue of the Sanqing Dynasty, there is a small leather drum as big as a palm, an iron umbrella, and a peach wood stick.
"These things seem to have some history and knowledge. Needless to say, these are treasures, right?"
He kowtowed respectfully to Sanqing and then placed the three items in front of him with both hands. He smiled to himself and said: "There are exactly three treasures. One for each of Chen Cheng, Ding Yong and Dali is just right."
!”
He didn't know what the magical uses of these magical artifacts were, but he just felt that the objects that could be placed under the statue of Sanqing were certainly not ordinary objects.
"I defeated Huang Wuchang today and got so many treasures. How long do I have to brag about this awesomeness!?"
I was so happy that I couldn't help but murmur to myself: "Yooner will definitely admire me if she knows about it. When we go out this time, I must hug her and kiss her!"
"He Wentian, I beg you, please put me back in the Demon Suppressing Mirror, please, this place is too torturous, I can't stand it anymore, I can't stand it anymore! Oops, ouch!!!"
Ever since Huang Wuchang went to the Purgatory of Life and suffered, the screams and moans have not stopped. I snorted coldly, not feeling soft at all: "You evil thief has killed so many people, and you haven't had enough pain in one round."
Just figured it out?"
His mind flashed: "By the way, Huang Wuchang has a Dian Cang Lian Xin Gourd. That one is a first-rate treasure!"
"You little thief..."
Seeing me turning over his body, Huang Wuchang was anxious and angry, and cursed feebly: "He Wentian, I'm already dead, why do you still want to whip the corpse?"
"I'm not as vicious as you!"
I said with disdain: "Whip your corpse, doesn't that make my hands dirty!? What kind of mess, only a bitch like you can think of it!"
"Then...then what are you going to do!" As soon as Huang Wuchang finished speaking, he was dragged to the second level of purgatory by the ghosts with a smile.
"You are wrong to say that I am a little thief. I defeated you and everything in front of you is my spoils."
He sneered and untied Huang Wuchang's gourd, took off the ancient money sword and flute from his waist, and said with a smile: "Huang Wuchang, these treasures of yours are mine! Thank you!"
"You!! Ouch! Ouch!"
Huang Wuchang wanted to scream, but the heartbreaking pain coming from his soul made him miserable, and he wailed continuously: "Kill me, kill me!"
"Huh, do you want to die so easily? Doesn't that make it easier for you?"
I shook my head and smiled bitterly: "When you made Guangqi irreversible that day, you didn't expect that someone could play with you in the applause, right? Have you ever thought about the pain of so many people you killed and how painful they were before they died?
Are you unwilling to accept it!?"
"Guangqi, Yu Menglan's family, the funny ghosts, did you see it? Huang Wuchang was subdued by me! He is being punished inside! You guys rest in peace!!"
Shouting and shouting, the more I thought about it, the more excited I became. Thinking back to the pain and torture along the way, and recalling how many times I wandered on the edge of life and death. My beloved Hui Yan almost died. After Officer He and Chen Ding grew old overnight, I couldn't help crying.
He collapsed and shouted with tears on his face: "We won, damn, we won!!! Master, Officer He, Hui Yan, Yayi, brothers and comrades, we won!!"
"Woooo~!! Ahahahaha!!"
After crying for a while, he finally stopped crying and smiled: "If you win, you can get out of this hellish place, hahaha, it's so cool!"
I saw that Huang Wuchang was already dying, and he was just one breath away from death.
"I can't just let you die like this, I have to catch you and kneel down in front of Yu Menglan to admit your mistake!"
I cursed loudly, holding the demon-suppressing mirror and sucked Huang Wuchang in again.
At this time, the five sealed layers of golden light seemed to be moving. He squinted and found that the golden lights were being pushed away layer by layer. Five naked golden men stood in front of the door with pale faces.