Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 375 Bodhisattva
The old Taoist's fallen body seemed to sink to the bottom of the water, and then floated up again, floating in mid-air.

Zhao Wujiang clenched it in his hand and crushed the water mass, as well as the black liquid with a sinister aura shaking inside it.

In an instant, the black air in his hands sizzled and sizzled, like a living thing, trying to devour him.

Zhao Wujiang turned a deaf ear to it, smiled faintly, the black air in his hand was like frost and snow meeting the scorching sun, and immediately began to dissipate and melt, turning into pure spiritual energy, pouring into his body along the palm of his hand.

Zhao Wujiang felt that his aura had strengthened again, it seemed that there were not a few divine powers contained in these eerie black auras.

He adjusted his breath carefully, and quickly refined these spiritual powers bit by bit.

At the same time, he made a move with his left hand, and the old Taoist's body was suspended in mid-air, floating towards him.

Zhao Wujiang looked at Zhao Xiaoyin who was standing at the door of the wing room, and said with a gentle smile:

"Xiao Yin, come to the side hall with Buddhist scriptures."

"Okay." Zhao Xiaoyin trotted down the steps at the door of the wing room and ran towards the side hall.

Zhao Wujiang also jumped down, with the body of the old Taoist floating beside him, jumping down the side hall together with him.

He walked slowly towards the side hall, and a faint roar came from the side hall.

The temple door was pushed open by him.

Broken copper coins and small pieces of red thread are scattered everywhere in the hall. It was just after Zhao Wujiang subdued the sinister black energy in the old man's body, the copper coins that restrained and suppressed the old man lost the power of endless cycle and collapsed automatically up.

The copper coin and the red rope are like a simple but not simple formation.

With the help of the power in the old man's body, it can be used to suppress the old man.

As long as the sinister air keeps occupying the body of the old Taoist, the old Taoist will always have strong strength, and this copper coin formation will always run automatically, to suppress the old Taoist will not run out of this range to cause harm to other people and things .

At the same time, the sinister air couldn't escape the old Taoist's body, so he was bound here together with the old Taoist.

This is a Taoist technique that binds oneself and the sinister energy in the side hall at the same time. It is the determination of the old Taoist to be willing to die with the sinister black energy.

Zhao Wujiang carefully observed the side hall.

The first floor of the side hall is similar to the main hall, nearly two feet high.

But there is no statue of Buddha, but a statue of Bodhisattva.

Thousand-handed Bodhisattva, the treasure looks solemn.

But the bodhisattva's sympathetic face, which was supposed to be sympathetic to the sky and humanity, seems to have changed now, becoming distorted and entwined with a slight black air.

On both sides of the statue of the Bodhisattva, there are two big bells as tall as a person, one on the left and one on the right. The big bells are engraved with Buddhist scriptures, but they are already covered with dust, so that the content of the Buddhist scriptures cannot be seen clearly.

Zhao Wujiang looked at the Bodhisattva statue, even though the Bodhisattva statue was filled with black air, he still bowed slightly and bowed slightly.

The reason for this is that this bodhisattva statue, like the old Taoist, is using its own power to restrain the sinister black energy and prevent it from dispersing.

That's why, when Zhao Wujiang and Xiao Yin arrived at the gate of the ancient temple, they didn't feel too much sinister aura.

Zhao Wujiang's strength is tyrannical, he has reached the peak of his art, he can feel that there is nothing wrong with it.

But ordinary strong men, even those who have ascended to the god rank, as long as they are not of the seventh or eighth rank, it is almost difficult to feel the sinister aura.

All these sinister auras were sealed in the bodies of the Bodhisattva statue and the old Taoist. Even if they escaped, they could not be separated from the body of the Bodhisattva statue and the old Taoist three feet away.

"Amitabha." Zhao Wujiang chanted softly, and the old Taoist who was suspended in mid-air beside him slowly sank down and lay on the square incense burner.

He pinched the sword formula with his fingers together, and then the sword energy shot out, hitting the big bells on the left and right sides of the Bodhisattva statue.

"Dang! Dang!"

Two loud bangs rang out, like Hong Zhong Da Lu.

The sound waves turned into invisible ripples, rippling around the hall, as if washing away something.

"Xiao Yin, Buddhist scriptures." Zhao Wujiang ordered softly.

Zhao Xiaoyin followed behind his father, Zhao Wujiang, and handed over the Buddhist scriptures.

The Buddhist scriptures contain the Buddha nature and light of the old monk in the ancient temple, and Zhao Wujiang can just use this to get rid of the evil and dark energy.

The Buddhist scriptures were taken over by Zhao Wujiang and suspended in Zhao Wujiang's hands. The pages of the scriptures were turned automatically without wind, and the texts on the Buddhist scriptures were distorted and mysterious, emitting golden light.

Zhao Wujiang recited the words in his mouth, and changed the formula in his hands. The golden light of the scriptures shone toward the statue of Bodhisattva.

In an instant, the statue of Bodhisattva seemed to have the golden body of a precious elephant, without any weird distortions, and became more solemn and compassionate.

And the sinister air is constantly escaping from the thousand hands of the Bodhisattva statue, as if trying to escape from here.

Zhao Wujiang's eyes were as deep as the cold night, getting colder and colder. He held his left hand towards the sky, and in his hand was the invisible red flames. The sinister black energy escaping from the Bodhisattva statue kept rushing towards his left hand as if being attracted. .

As soon as the sinister black air touched the red flame in Zhao Wujiang's hand, it sizzled and burned quickly, and was directly refined by Zhao Wujiang and incorporated into his body.

The aura emanating from Zhao Wujiang's body became stronger and stronger, and the statue of the Bodhisattva became more and more solemn.

Not long after, all the sinister black energy in the side hall was refined and devoured by Zhao Wujiang, and the side hall returned to clarity.

Zhao Wujiang exhaled a long breath of turbid air to refine the dark and sinister air. Although he used a lot of vitality, he got benefits.

Now he feels that the realm of the real god in himself is getting closer and closer. If he can refine and swallow the same amount of sinister black energy tonight, he only needs five or six times to touch the realm of the god. Possess at least half the power of a god.

But Zhao Wujiang knew in his heart, what would it mean if he really encountered the same amount of sinister black energy tonight, let alone five or six times, even once or twice.

The sinister black energy of this ancient temple did not dissipate, which cost a great price to the people in the Buddhist and Taoist schools.

But what if the place where the black air erodes is not guarded by a strong man who has climbed to the top of the god rank?

How many Limin people will be eroded in that way?

Once corroded, unable to resist, it is death.

Zhao Wujiang sighed, the collapse of the Cangwu Tomb was too poisonous.

When he defeated Dan back then, it was because of luck that he was powerless to clean up these sinister black energy.

Moreover, these sinister black energy was hidden very deeply at the beginning, if it was discovered earlier and combined with many powerful people, it must have been cleared up early.

Now, Zhao Wujiang can only clean up the eroded places he encountered one by one, trying not to leave any disasters behind.

After refining all the sinister black energy in the side hall, Zhao Wujiang activated the sword energy again and rang two big bells.

The bell rang to clear away the evil spirits.

Only then did Zhao Wujiang look at the old Taoist who had been dispelled by him and still had a chance to survive.

Judging from the old Taoist's previous attire and advanced cultivation, his identity must not be simple.

If he can revive it, it will be considered an extra help.

(End of this chapter)