As soon as he tied up the two roosters and the black dog, Xu Junming twitched his ears and quietly hid his figure. Not long after, a guy wearing a brown hood crept in.
Judging from his appearance, he was the young monk who had just left here with Father Wu an hour ago.
Watching him sneak into the main room, he uncovered three talisman seals enshrined in front of the clay statue of Taishang Laojun in the middle of the main room, put them in his arms, and ran out secretly.
Xu Junming walked out of the shadows, pondered for a moment, and then followed.
Follow him all the way to the church.
Under the rainy sky, the tall church looked a bit more gloomy than before. The beggars who were wandering around the church begging for money now disappeared.
After the young monk entered, he quickly closed the heavy wooden door of the church.
A mirror image flashed across Xu Junming's pupils, and a black aura more than three feet high sprang out from the northwest corner of the church!
"What a strong Yin Qi!"
Moreover, there are many sources of these yin energy, but most of them are emanated from the guy lying on the sarcophagus.
The second most powerful source of Yin Qi left was a short, thick guy standing next to the sarcophagus, facing a fierce man. He looked like he was slaying a dragon!
The remaining people around are the missing people in the town and the 'fake corpses' who were driven here by the Dragon Slayer!
"Eh, it shouldn't be! After absorbing the essence and blood of so many people, there is also an innate early-stage cultivator among them, but the strength of this black zombie has not been strengthened at all?"
The last time Xu Junming pulled out the half of the cross from here, he used a bronze mirror to explore the strength of the Western zombie.
There was almost no change in the Yin Qi in his body between that time and him now. This is completely opposite to the situation where zombies become stronger as they suck blood.
A look of deep thought appeared on Xu Junming's face.
There is only one explanation for the current situation. That Western zombie is not a zombie at all, but an 'unbone'.
Only those who are 'non-bone' cannot strengthen their strength by sucking blood. The moment they are bitten, their strength is already fixed.
The stronger the corpse poison's host, the stronger it will be without turning into bones.
The stronger the Invulnerable Bone was before being bitten, the stronger it will be after becoming Invulnerable Bone!
Except for these two, unless they swallow the yin attribute of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, they cannot advance through practice, and their strength will remain constant until they are killed by a cultivator.
Not enough, a mouthful of corpse poison can create an indestructible bone equivalent to the late stage of black zombie, so how strong will the zombie that bites him be?!
Xu Junming was shocked and looked around quickly.
"Could it be...that there is a 'bronze-armored corpse' hidden in this church?"
Back and forth, he carefully checked around the church with the bronze mirror. After making sure that there was no stronger Yin energy, Xu Junming breathed a sigh of relief.
If there really was a bronze-armored corpse here, he would definitely leave Jiuquan Town as soon as possible.
Damn it, when he encountered a bronze-armored corpse equivalent to a Jindan monk at the early stage of his innate life, he couldn't even fill the gap between his teeth.
"call…!"
After breathing a sigh of relief, "Did I guess wrong?"
I looked at the time and saw that it was noon in a quarter of an hour, which was twelve o'clock at noon.
Apparently, Uncle Jiu, who was stymied by the town hall affairs, had no time to slay demons today.
Xu Junming hesitated for a moment, his eyes fixed, and he walked towards the main entrance of the church.
"Dong dong...!"
A knock on the door alerted the monks in the church.
Not long after, the young monk who stole the talisman opened a crack in the door. When he saw it was him, a look of panic appeared on his face.
Having done something wrong, of course you will feel flustered when you see the person who suffered you.
"Are you...are you okay?"
"I want to see Father Wu?"
Seeing that he didn't mention the talisman seal, the young monk calmed down a little.
"Wait a minute!"
Xu Junming nodded.
The young monk closed the door and soon opened it again.
"Father, please come in."
Xu Junming stepped into the door, walked through a corridor, and turned into the church hall.
As a practitioner of the Pure Yang Way, he is particularly sensitive to Yin Qi. The Yin Qi in this hall is nearly twice as thick as outside. There is also a faint smell of blood in it.
"God bless the world, Mr. Xu!"
Xu Junming returned the salute and glanced at the random black water stains on the ground.
"Father Wu, our Taoist talismans are not boiled and drank water, but like this...!"
Xu Junming took out a golden talisman from the deerskin bag and placed it against the bite on Father Wu's neck like lightning.
Pure yang energy is the nemesis of yin energy and corpse energy. When the two come into contact, it is like a needle point against a wheat awn.
"ah…!"
With a cry of pain, Father Wu collapsed to the ground.
"Father, priest...!"
The young monk looked panicked and quickly reached out to help him.
"No...it's okay!"
Father Wu, who was sweating profusely, stood up with the help of the young monk.
Although his mental power is strong, his body is as weak as his age. This method of practice, which is similar to the Buddhist path of enlightenment, although the practice is fast, its weaknesses are also obvious.
"Thank you, I'm much better now!"
Xu Junming shook his head.
"No need to thank me. Besides, my golden talisman can only help you suppress the corpse poison, but it can't save your life!"
The strong mental power ensured that Father Wu did not turn into an immortal for nearly a day after being bitten. However, the corpse poison had eroded his heart and he could not survive.
"I know. But before that, I would like to ask you and Uncle Jiu to help deal with those devils. Otherwise, the entire Jiuquan Town will suffer!"
"Slaying demons and maintaining peace is also the responsibility of us Chinese Taoists to understand and practice. It is our duty to do what you said. But I want to know the origin of that devil?"
Father Wu was stunned for a moment, and his face darkened.
"Do you really know?" Xu Junming was surprised. He just asked a tentative question and didn't have much hope.
"well…!"
Father Wu sighed heavily, with a look of memory on his face.
"Now that things have happened, we can no longer hide it! The name of the devil who disrupted the church is James. He is a missionary who came to China from the Eagle Kingdom and is also my godfather!"
"Godfather James was a kind man. When he was in Jiuquan Town, he always treated the people in the town for free, and often used money donated by the town's businessmen and landowners to buy rice and grain to relieve the poor."
Father Wu's eyes showed deep respect.
"...until one night in July, an 'Eagle Country' archaeological team from Guangdong Province passed by here. The leader was a Londoner named 'Charles Hank'."
"The night before departure, he took the initiative to find my godfather. I don't know what they talked about, but the next day, the godfather told me that he was going out and asked me to lead the remaining monks to guard the church!