Chapter 119 Weird request (please subscribe)
“Boom!”
A handful of talisman paper set dozens of corpses on fire.
Qin Yao stood expressionlessly between the gloomy ancestral hall and the leaping flames, as if the devil had awakened in the dark night, becoming the main component of this terrifying picture.
Fortunately, there are thousands of poisonous snakes here as a barrier, and there are few people there. Otherwise, any monk who sees this terrifying picture will definitely draw his sword and kill the demons...
Quietly waiting for the flames to gradually become smaller, a pile of corpses turned into cracked bones in the flames. Qin Yao stepped forward and crushed the bones that were still emitting high temperatures, completely eliminating the resentful ghosts after the seal was unsealed. The possibility of launching a counterattack with the help of skeletons.
What does it mean to set aside bones and spread ashes?
This is called breaking the bones and scattering ashes!
"Master, did you kick this guy who looks like an evil head out and burn him?" He turned around, stamped the ashes on his feet at the door of the ancestral hall, and Qin Yao stepped in.
"Take your ancestor's body away, and I will burn this one." Chen Qingyan pointed at the Taoist priest's body and took out a fire talisman.
Qin Yao came to this ancestor of unknown generations, put his hands on the other's arms, gently lifted him, and put him in the corner.
This is not fun to play!
After being kicked, Chen Qingyan probably wanted to chop himself with a sword.
“Boom!”
Chen Qingyan casually threw the fire charm on the mummy, and with a burst of flames, the mummy quickly turned into a fireball, and dots of flames splashed on the monk. , gradually igniting the monk's clothes.
"Ding Dong!"
After a while, the two corpses turned into withered bones at the same time, and the magic wands they held in their palms fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.
One, two, three...
In the end, a total of thirty-five ghosts crawled out of the ground, but before they could recover, they launched an attack. Then there was a handful of talismans that he got out of nowhere and sprinkled them in the air towards the ghosts.
Qin Yao couldn't tell whether it was the talisman paper that had a spirit or the master's exquisite control. It happened that thirty-five talisman papers were pasted on the foreheads of thirty-five ghosts, impartially, no more and no less.
"Maoshan Sect!" Suddenly, a voice that seemed to come from the underworld sounded in the ancestral hall, and the dark wind blew up the ashes and dust all over the ground.
"Stop hiding, come out and chat." Chen Qingyan said lightly.
Threads of black smoke emerged from the ground, condensing into a terrifying grimace monster, suspended in the air, looking down at them: "Although you burned my body, you also redeemed my body. Soul, the merits and demerits are evenly matched... I'm going to the underworld to be reincarnated, so I won't say anything more to you."
As he said this, the monster with a grimace wanted to run out of the door.
Chen Qingyan smiled slightly, took out a handful of talismans from his arms, raised his hand and sprinkled it to the other party: "Don't bother, I'll give you a ride."
"Whoosh whoosh..." Those talisman papers broke one after another when they fell, and golden sword light shot out from them. Hundreds of them flashed out in an instant, smashing them into sieves amidst the screams of the ghost-faced monsters. The body is filled with light.
"Qin Yao, what are you waiting for?" Chen Qingyan shouted suddenly.
Qin Yao jumped up, like a mountain bearing down on the top. His casserole-sized fist, carrying a fierce wind, hit the grimace monster's head heavily, scattering its soul.
But the loss of souls was not the end. Qin Yao reached out and took out the copper coin sword hidden in the inner pocket of his suit, and killed the remaining souls one by one until they were wiped out.
"Next one." Chen Qingyan nodded, stretched out his hand, and the talisman attached to the head of a fierce ghost flew up into the air and returned to his palm.
Qin Yao used his fist in his left hand and sword in his right hand, one after another, to fight against the evil ghosts and wipe them out.
It's not that Chen Qingyan wants to make it more difficult for him, or to temper him, but if he doesn't uncover the talisman and lets Qin Yao kill the immovable ghosts one by one with his sword, there will definitely be a lot of evil spirits. It will fall on him...
Therefore, if Qin Yao's current strength was not that of the evil opponent, he would not beat him to half a disability before letting Qin Yao take action!
A fight.
Qin Yao was sweating through his clothes. It has to be said that even if these evil sorcerers who have practiced for countless years turn into ghosts, they will be more powerful and... more difficult to deal with than the ghosts that ordinary people turn into due to resentment!
On the eve of dawn.
Chen Qingyan held the magic wand in his hand, and Qin Yao held the Maoshan ancestor with both hands. The two of them flapped their wings and slowly rose into the sky.
And when they rose into the sky, a piece of talisman paper fell lightly and landed on the roof of the ancestral hall. In an instant, it turned into a torrential flame, spreading rapidly from top to bottom...
"Master."
"Master."
"Meet the master..."
In the early morning, when the two of them climbed the steps along the mountain road and stepped into Waimao, they met all the fellow disciples along the way. They all bowed and saluted, and then cast curious eyes on Qin Yao, who was holding a corpse in his hands.
It was really weird to see this scene so early in the morning.
Chen Qingyan smiled and nodded to every disciple who bowed, but without stopping at all, he led Qin Yao straight into Yuanfu Palace.
"Put down the ancestor's body."
"Yes, Master." Qin Yao gently placed the body on a chair.
“I will help you kill those evil spirits and accumulate moral virtue. I will reward you for helping me bring back the remains of my ancestor.”
Chen Qingyan raised the magic wand in his hand and condensed it. He said in a loud voice: "And when I bring back this magic wand, I also have yours." A credit is here, tell me, what do you want?”
Qin Yao’s mind whirled and he cupped his hands and said: “Whether it’s bringing back the ancestor’s body or retrieving the magic wand, I rely on it. The disciples dare not take credit for the master’s personal strength.”
Chen Qingyan smiled and said: "If you ask me to say it, just say it, don't give me this trick of retreating in order to advance, otherwise the reward will be gone."
Qin Yao's eyelids twitched, he pondered for a moment, and said He put his hand into his suit and pretended to summon the Gauss pistol: "If you can , please allow the master to enchant this pistol of mine...well, that is, to enchant it with magic, preferably so that it can shoot bullets with magic power without me pouring magic power into it."
Chen Qingyan: "..."
He never expected it!
This guy would actually put forward such a condition.
"Am I asking too much?" Qin Yao asked sheepishly.
Chen Qingyan shook his head and took the pistol: "That's not the case. I've seen monks use swords, guns, clubs, axes, hooks and forks, and even Class 18 weapons. This is the first time I've seen one use a pistol."< br>
Qin Yao smiled slightly, feeling that whatever he said was inappropriate, so he just shut up.
Chen Qingyan held the pistol and looked at it for a long time, thought again and again, and said slowly: "Give me a few days, I will try to engrave some magic circles on this gun to make it achieve what you want. That effect. I will summon you again after the inscription is completed."
Qin Yao bowed and said, "Thank you, Master."
Chen Qingyan shook his head and waved: "You deserve this, go ahead..."
Qin Yao thanked him again and again, then exited Yuanfu Palace and strode to Simu's residence.
"Uncles, let me ask you a question, how can I check my personal Yin Virtue Points in the human world??"
(End of this chapter)