The years when I opened a coffin shop in the world of Ninth Uncle

Chapter 33 Incense Belief
People can't be coaxed, especially when they have an advantage. Once they are counselled, their heads will be taken by teammates.

When the head is gone, the reward is gone.

Holding the copper coin sword, Xu Ping rushed over with an urgent expression, mainly because he was afraid that the head would be robbed by Uncle Jiu and he would not be rewarded.

The copper coin sword bloomed with bright golden light, became longer and thicker, and slashed at Huang Pizi's head.

Huang Pizi bared his teeth, he had never encountered such a thing before, and he didn't follow the rules of the rivers and lakes. It raised its sharp claws and blocked Xu Ping's sword.

"what?!"

Xu Ping couldn't help being stunned.

Seeing that although Huang Pizi's claw was cut with a wound, he actually blocked the blow.

It looks weak, but it is very durable.

Just as Xu Ping was wrestling with him, Huang Pizi's tail cocked up again, and a ball of gas gushed out from the flowers in the backyard...

Under the interaction of forces, Huang Pizi accelerated and burst out amazing strength in an instant. The thin forearm muscles increased rapidly, and a burst of divine power surged out, pushing Xu Ping away abruptly.

Xu Ping's feet slid out two fiery marks, leading to the door.

What the hell is this? !Have you eaten spinach?
Taking advantage of Xu Ping holding each other back, Uncle Jiu threw the two people on the ground out of the mountain temple to avoid the aftermath of the battle and hurt innocent people.

Just turned around and saw Xu Ping being pushed back.

Uncle Jiu, who saw everything with his own eyes, said in a deep voice, "It's the power of incense and fire."

In the practice of monsters, apart from absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon, there is another way to practice by proclaiming themselves as immortals and relying on the power of the people's incense and vows.

And the power of this incense is infinite, although it cannot be touched or seen, it actually exists.

Generally speaking, these evil gods will use sorcery to make the people seriously ill, sterilize their fertility, and then use the power of incense and fire as a law to help them get rid of suffering, which can attract countless people to worship.

If this yellow skin is given some more time, this abandoned mountain temple will definitely be full of incense, and maybe it is really possible to become the mountain god here.

Huang Pizi couldn't help grinning sneeringly when he heard Uncle Jiu point out the source of his strength, "You Taoist priest, you still have some knowledge."

After finishing speaking, Huang Pizi's eyes suddenly glowed yellow, and with a wave of his front paw, broken stones and broken wood on the ground shot out one after another, hitting like raindrops.

Xu Ping and Uncle Jiu took a step forward, circulated the whole body's true energy, and the sword light lifted into the sky, and at the same time, they slashed out with a sword, the momentum was amazing, and the crushed rocks and broken trees dissipated in an instant.

After a while, several large air masses were mixed in the gravel and were still chopped into pieces one by one.

However, the moment the air mass exploded, the smoke was lingering, without the stench before, it smelled sweet instead.

As the gas was inhaled into his mouth and nose, Uncle Jiu's eyes blurred for a while, and there was a melodious sound in his ears, and he had the urge to bow his head and pay respects.

He shook his head hastily, bit the tip of his tongue, and forcibly pulled himself together.

"Uncle Jiu, hold on!"

Xu Ping raised his voice to wake him up, but his own face was also contorted, wondering if he could stand it.

Fortunately, the true qi cultivated in the "Tongxuan Jing" counteracted the urge to be confused after running for a few weeks.

The copper coin sword in Xu Ping's hand was shining brightly, watching Huang Pizi gritted his teeth, and then shot out again, like lightning, and shot at Huang Pizi who was casting spells by the wall.

Uncle Jiu also came to his senses, took out a talisman from his bosom, and stuck it on his chest. Immediately refreshed, he also threw out two talismans.

Let no one!
Simultaneously,

Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at Xu Ping, and the big sword in his hand that turned into a copper coin sword.

Uncle Jiu couldn't help being taken aback, and looked down at his unpretentious mahogany sword.

In terms of momentum, it seems to have lost.

His zhenqi is not so pure, and he can't display such gorgeous special effects. At most, it can make the mahogany sword shine, and the actual combat effect is not strong.

After pondering for a moment, Uncle Jiu stuffed the exorcism talisman he just took out into his bosom, took a piece of gossip topaz from his neck, and hung it in his palm.

He is going to play big and get back the field.

The middle finger and the ring finger were slightly bent, and he pinched the gossip topaz with the thumb, index finger and little finger. Uncle Jiu looked up at the moonlight outside the door, quickly found a position, and at the same time pinched the Zhaoxing Jue with his left hand, and silently recited the mantra.

"..."

The moonlight passes through the gossip topaz, refracting a sharp moonlight.

As soon as Huang Pizi blocked Xu Ping's sword, Yuemang followed closely behind.

Its eyes were terrified, but it was helplessly entangled by Xu Ping, unable to escape.

He could only watch helplessly as the sharp moonlight hit its arms without pausing, chopping off its furry arms like cutting tofu.

"what!"

Huang Pizi let out a miserable cry.

It never expected that the two people in front of it would be so difficult and powerful.

Blood splattered and splashed in front of his eyes, Xu Ping was taken aback, fearing that the big yellow-skinned brother would die.

He glanced back, Uncle Jiu smiled, and maintained the posture of Fa Yin's decision, calm and calm, with a style of superiority.

Xu Ping's eyes were warmed by the exquisite spell.

And Uncle Jiu finally found his place for the first time by using the Maoshan technique in his previous interactions.

The dignity of Maoshan.

At this moment, Huang Pizi didn't know that this place was no longer a simple mountain temple, but a place where Maoshan Taoism justified his name.

Although it cost a lot, Uncle Jiu was very satisfied, especially when he saw Xu Ping's surprised expression.

In the next second, he found that Xu Ping's surprised expression gradually transformed into a bright smile, as if there was a hint of thanks.

"puff!"

With a movement of the copper coin sword in Xu Ping's hand, it quickly pierced into Huang Pizi's stomach.

Huang Pizi, who was seriously injured, screamed and fought back as he was about to die. He spit out a foul-smelling air ball and threw it directly on Xu Ping's face.

If it can't kill you, it will disgust you.

"puff!"

Xu Ping shook his head, dispelling the discomfort, and made another blow with his backhand.

Huang Pizi screamed again, and before he died, he stared and asked unwillingly, "Do you think I look like..."

"You look like it!"

Xu Ping interrupted him directly, and said Yoyo: "You look like a bastard!"

Done.

Huang Pizi looked unwillingly at the shattered shrine, and slowly felt his heart cool down, his soul soaring.

Xu Ping head +1
Uncle Nine assists +1
Huang Pizi fell to the ground, and his fur lost its luster. Uncle Jiu stopped being ostentatious. He took a few steps forward with a serious expression on his face: "Hmph, a mere Huang Pizi demon dares to act presumptuously in front of me."

Xu Ping nodded: "Uncle Jiu is the best..."

However, I'm better at picking people's heads.

As expected, there was fog in front of him.

"Yin Yang Illustrated Book" now:

Kill the monster: Huangpizi.

Reward: Incense Faith.

……

The three sticks of incense appeared in the sleeves silently, and the reward came very secretly, very ginkgo.

Xu Ping was not surprised, he didn't even blink his eyes.

But what is this incense belief...

I want spells, spells!

Is it necessary to eradicate a few demons in order to be rewarded with Taoist spells?

Xu Ping quickly thought of one person, and couldn't help but look straight ahead, Uncle Ninth, who was awakening the literary talent Ah Wei...

Among the many disciples in Maoshan, there was indeed a rotten person who practiced sorcery.

That person is Uncle Jiu's elder brother, named Shi Jian, he doesn't seem to be a good person.

"Why are you looking at me?" Ninth Uncle Rumang was on his back, and when he turned his head, he saw Xu Ping's eyes were bright and bright, staring at him for an unknown amount of time, and his back immediately felt cold.

Xu Ping smiled embarrassingly. Of course, he would not say anything about cleaning up the house for Maoshan in his heart. He changed the subject and said, "Well, Uncle Jiu, what should we do with Huang Pizi's body?"

Uncle Jiu knew that if the corpse of such a monster was not disposed of, it would inevitably cause trouble.

He took out a talisman from his bosom, shook his hand, the talisman ignited flames, and threw it at Huang Pizi's body.

Suddenly, the body burst into flames.

At the same time, Uncle Nine ignored Xu Ping and continued to cast the Purifying Mantra to wake up the two people on the ground.

As for Xu Ping, he was staring at the flames with mixed feelings. Strictly speaking, this yellow-skinned boy was lying on the gun.

If it wasn't for those three corpses, it would probably be able to survive for a while, but at that time, it would be even more difficult to deal with the yellow skin of the climate.

Just as he was contemplating, Xu Ping suddenly felt a slightly faint but quite glaring light emanating from the burning corpse, which looked quite miraculous...

Xu Ping's eyes widened.

This is weird, return the equipment?

(End of this chapter)