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Chapter 220 This monk is so outrageous!

Originally he didn't follow the others to the cemetery.

After all, he is not a villager in this village, and it is always not good to disturb the sleep of their ancestors rashly.

Looking at the majestic funeral procession, the desolate atmosphere made everyone feel depressed and originally filled with emotion.

In fact, from a certain perspective, everyone in this village is like a guardian.

Protect the village, protect the outside world, and protect the entire nine worlds.

Every once in a while, they will purify the evil thoughts and souls from the outside world.

The role he plays is somewhat similar to the underworld in Earth’s legend.

Use the power of formation and blood to wash away the sins in front of them and purify all evil thoughts.

Except for the judgment and reincarnation similar to those in the underworld, other things are basically the same.

In this way, it seems that this small world is somewhat independent from the outside world. Perhaps this is destiny.

Yuan Yuan shook his head, then left everything behind and headed in the direction of Lao Wang's house.

Since all the adults in the village went to the tomb for funerals, only a few children were left on the street.

These children did not gather to play, nor did they fight, nor were they idle.

The most important thing is to cultivate Qi and blood!

Each petite body practiced different Qi and blood martial arts in the drizzle, constantly purifying the Qi and blood in the body.

I don't know if it's sweat or rain on my forehead.

"It's really the environment that makes the difference."

Yuan murmured, and then ignored these children. After all, now should be the safest time, and there was no need to worry about their safety.

Immediately he continued walking towards Lao Wang's house.

Before entering the courtyard, I saw Wang Xiaohao practicing the "Yuan Yang Zhen Jing" he taught in the courtyard from a distance.

However, it seems that there is no progress.

"There is no spiritual energy to absorb here, and the rules of this world also impose restrictions on spiritual energy cultivation."

A gentle voice passed in Wang Xiaohao's ears, causing him to open his eyes as he was sitting upright.

When he saw the person coming, he couldn't help but feel happy, and he quickly got up from the ground and saluted Yuan Yuan.

"Teacher, you are back."

Seeing Wang Xiaohao like this, Yuan Yuan couldn't help but shake his head. He was still not used to these etiquette.

"You'd better concentrate your energy and blood in the village."

During the journey of cultivation, although many people clamor to be against heaven, I am born to support you, but I owe nothing to you.

One world, one rule.

The most important thing in this world is to cultivate the power of Qi and blood, not spiritual energy.

"Teacher, I understand the truth, but I really don't want to see those evil spirits again!"

Wang Xiaohao's eyes were full of perseverance, and when he said this sentence, he even gritted his teeth tightly.

The obsession is too strong.

Yuan Yu couldn't help but sigh. It was good to have the idea of ​​​​conquering demons, but everything must be based on strength.

Otherwise, the consequences will be nothing more than the people in the coffin.

"Don't be impatient while practicing. When your energy and blood break through to the realm of virtual immortal, you can go outside to practice spiritual energy. This is the best way for you."

Let’s not talk about whether you can get out of the forest if you don’t have enough energy and blood.

What's more, there is no way to protect oneself from the outside world.

In such a world where spiritual energy cultivation is restricted, energy and blood are the most important guarantee!

"Disciple, please remember this."

Not sure if he really listened to it, Wang Xiaohao began to practice the power of qi and blood in the yard.

After standing there and watching for a while, Yuan left and walked to his room.

If I remember correctly, the monk was once again abandoned at home by me, and I don’t know how he is doing with his Buddhist studies.

Not far from the house, Yuan Yuan heard the faint echo of Sanskrit sounds.

And if I heard correctly...

These Sanskrit sounds should be the Great Compassion Mantra!

What on earth was this monk doing? Yuan Yu, who was a bit confused, slowly approached and then kicked the door open.

The next second, the monk who was sitting on the futon stopped reading the sutra.

Yuan Jie frowned, not knowing who was disturbing his salvation, and immediately looked towards the door.

"Fellow Taoist, you...are you not dead?"

Seeing Yuan Yuan was like seeing a ghost. Yuan Jie almost jumped up from the futon, and the beads in his hand trembled.

Hearing this, it turned out to be a black line on his face, and then he said unhappily:

"Who told you that I am dead?"

Well, Yuan Yuan finally knows why the monk recited the Great Compassion Mantra. His feelings are all for himself!

For a second, he really wanted to kick the monk away.

"Amitabha, don't care about details, don't care about details."

After coughing twice, Yuan Jie also looked a little embarrassed. He kept fiddling with the beads in his hand to cover up what he had just done.

"Tell me, what exactly happened last night."

He found a chair anywhere and sat down. Since it was for his own salvation, something must have happened.

The most likely thing to happen was naturally last night.

After all, what happened last night was so messy!

After hearing the original words, Yuan Jie paused for a moment, then sighed and said:

"Last night, about half an hour after you left, an evil spirit of the second level of Void Immortal came from outside the village.

Although every household has the blessing of a talisman, they are ultimately unable to match the second-level strength of the dotted line.

As a result, the screams of a family of villagers spread throughout the village, letting others know that someone was in danger.

When Mr. Xue found out, he became furious and personally wanted to kill him completely.

But for some unknown reason, the evil spirit behaved extremely arrogantly and showed no fear at all.

Anyone who yells about going to the formation will have their souls devoured, and other evil spirits and ghosts will also come, and the entire village will cease to exist by then!"

At this point, Yuan Jie took a sip of the tea next to him and then continued.

"Although the evil spirits of the second level of Xuxian were very strong, they were killed by Mr. Xue without jumping around for long. However, Mr. Xue also suffered some injuries.

Mr. Xue told the villagers that people who went out might be in danger, so he sadly asked the villagers to prepare a few more coffins to welcome the return of those who went out.

Moreover, the poor monk saw that your qi and blood cultivation is only in the middle stage of integration, so he naturally thought that you were also in danger."

As he said this, Yuan Jie rummaged around and found a colorful shroud and some makeup tools for the dead. Then he smiled at Yuan Jie and said, "I have prepared everything. Why don't you try it?"

Try it out?”

The more you say, the more you deserve to be beaten, the more you deserve to be beaten.

Could it be that I still want to thank you?

You have prepared so many things, why don’t you try them yourself to see if they fit you?

Yuan Yuan almost laughed out loud at this monk, this monk was so outrageous!


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