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 dancing 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. I am smart and talented by nature, and I soon engraved the method of use in my heart.
"Wu Shengtian, I'm going to kill your whole family, I'm going to kill you all! You don't have to die well!" Huang Wuchang was so painful that he went crazy, his soul was almost changed, and he kept insulting me with his bleeding mouth!
"Damn it, you're still scolding, right? You won't shut up if I don't teach you a lesson, 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!
"Wu Shengtian, what are you going to do!? What are you going 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 just 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 put the three items in front of him with both hands, smiling to himself: "It just so happens that there are three treasures, Otie, Weiwu and Shizhu, one each is just right!"
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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!"
"Wu Shengtian, 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 screams had not stopped. I snorted coldly without feeling soft-hearted at all: "You evil thief has killed so many people, and you haven't suffered a round of pain yet."
Is it enough to figure it out?”
His mind flashed: "By the way, Huang Wuchang has a Dian Cang Lian Xin Gourd, that is a first-rate treasure!"
"You little thief..."
Seeing me turning over his body, Huang Wuchang was anxious and angry, and cursed feebly: "Wu Shengtian, I'm already dead, 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 a mess, only a bitch like you can think of it!"
"Then you...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 Yang Mu irrecoverable 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!?"
"Yang Mu, Yu Menglan's family, and the funny ghosts, did you see it? Huang Wuchang was subdued by me! He is being punished inside! 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 was wandering on the edge of life and death. My beloved Yoona 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, Yoona, 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, and five golden men stood in front of the door with pale faces!