My dad was absolutely taken away

Chapter 7 Ghost Cultivator Yan Dongchen

This immediately made Li Changqing's hair stand tall.

There is a kind of reverence for ghosts and gods in his bones, so Li Changqing was a little scared when he heard about the existence of ghosts.

Seeing the half-carved wood carving in his hand, Li Changqing thought for a while, and simply did not continue to carve, but found a new piece of wood.

Then I started to carve new wood carvings seriously.

With careful carving, the blue mark on Li Changqing's eyebrows became more and more obvious, but Li Changqing himself didn't notice it at all.

The movements are skillful, and the use of various tools is superb.

Until the evening, a half-person-high wooden carving appeared in Li Changqing's hands.

On the lotus base, a bald monk sits cross-legged on it.

The monk was wearing a cassock, holding a golden bowl in his right hand, and a string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck. He closed his eyes tightly, and had a posture of not getting angry.

"Huh." Li Changqing breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to wipe the sweat on his forehead, but when he wiped it with his hand, he found that there was no sweat at all. This surprised Li Changqing. It seems that his physical strength also changed after time travel. Much better.

Wipe the Buddha clean and put it directly in the middle of the workshop.

"Bless you, all ghosts will not invade." Li Changqing bowed to the Buddha with his palms together, and then returned to the small courtyard behind him.

Li Changqing plans to send the banknote and blood ginseng to his son Li Hengsheng tomorrow.

The night is slightly cool.

Dark clouds shrouded the bright moon, and the whole Changting Town was extraordinarily quiet, occasionally the sound of patrolmen beating gongs could be heard on the street.

Outside Changting Town, a black light fell to Changting Town like a meteor.

But in the blink of an eye, the black light disappeared without a trace, as if nothing had appeared just now.

But when the black light disappeared, a figure appeared at the place where the black light came just now. The person who came was a middle-aged man. He was dressed in a tattered Taoist robe and looked a little embarrassed. , those eyes are like a falcon.

"Yan Dongchen, you can't run away." The middle-aged Taoist said slowly. The next moment, he turned his palm, and golden light entwined around his fingertips, as if intertwined with a formation. He stared at the golden light, above the golden light Gathered nine parties and eight figures.

"This way?" The middle-aged Taoist looked to the northwest.

After all, his figure quickly turned into a golden light and swept away.

"Damn Taoist, you chased me for two days and two nights." Under the black light, a man with a hooked nose and blood stained his body emerged, his eyes flashed with murderous intent.

The place where blood oozes on his body makes him especially painful.

"When I, Yan Dongchen, return to the tenth floor of Yin, I will surely flatten your ancient land!" He muttered to himself, but the pain of the wound made his expression distorted.

"If this goes on, I'm sure I won't be able to escape. I need someone to replenish my energy and blood." Yan Dongchen stepped into Ming Hongzhou, intending to keep a low profile, just looking for something, and he didn't want to hurt someone's life so as not to attract others' attention.

But it's okay not to attract attention now. If he doesn't refine some blood, his injuries will only get worse at the moment. If he wants to escape from the people in Daoshan Ancient Land, he will definitely not be able to rely on his current body.

Yan Dongchen raised his head at this moment, and found that there was actually a shop behind him.

"Evergreen Painting Workshop."

"It's here." Yan Dongchen knew that the people from Daoshan Ancient Land would catch up soon, so he had to hurry up.

He could feel the presence of someone in Changqing Painting Workshop, so he pushed open the door of Changqing Painting Workshop, and the figure rushed into it.

Kill the person inside and refine the person's blood essence to fill up his own injuries.

But when he rushed into the painting workshop, Yan Dongchen suddenly felt an indescribable sense of crisis!
This sense of crisis simply surpassed all the crises he had experienced in his life.

It's like a game of death!

What the hell is going on, what's in this house?
He is a strong man in the innate realm, how could he encounter such a terrifying crisis?

Suddenly, he saw a huge wooden sculpture in the center of the workshop.

Wooden green lotus, the Buddha's world!

At this moment, the Buddha suddenly opened his eyes. In his eyes, the boundless Dharma seemed to cover the entire workshop. A kind of supreme power was crushed from the Buddha, and Yan Dongchen was almost crushed by the Buddha's light on the spot. broken!
"How is it possible!" Yan Dongchen's face changed drastically, he had never felt such a terrifying Buddha's light before!

What the hell is this!
How could there be such power!

Even Lingbao can't have such power, right?
However, at this moment, a majestic voice emanated from the Buddha's body, and the voice shook in all directions, like Hong Zhong Dalu!
"Bold and monstrous, dare to break into the painting workshop, I want you to show your true colors!"

"Majestic Tianlong! World Honored One, Earth Store, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna, bang!"

As soon as the words fell, the Buddha's seal in the Buddha's palm was suppressed, and a boundless power instantly made Yan Dongchen even have no strength to resist, and was enveloped by the meaning of death!

"No!" Yan Dongchen was terrified, and wanted to fight against the Buddha, but he couldn't fight against the explosion of his cultivation at the moment, and was annihilated by the Buddha's light on the spot!
"what happened?"

At this time, the middle-aged Taoist who had just chased after Changqing Painting Workshop also felt the boundless power. At the same time, the golden formation in his hand collapsed instantly!
"Dead?" The middle-aged Taoist's complexion changed.

Yan Dongchen is dead!
He looked at the shop in front of him with a pair of incredible eyes.

Evergreen Painting Workshop.

He didn't know what happened inside at all, but he could feel an astonishing aura erupting inside just now, and that aura was so strong that he couldn't resist it at all.

Stronger than Yan Dongchen, who has stepped into the innate realm, but was killed by him in an instant.

The middle-aged Taoist was frightened, his figure burst out, and he quickly moved away from Changqing Painting Workshop.

I'm afraid that it will affect myself later.

"What the hell is that?" The middle-aged Taoist looked in the direction of Changqing Painting Workshop from a distance, still unable to calm down in his heart.

Yan Dongchen died, and the Buddha returned to his original appearance, closing his eyes tightly, as if nothing had happened just now.

Even Li Changqing was so sound asleep that he didn't even notice what happened in the workshop.

Early the next morning, Li Changqing woke up and came to the painting workshop, only then did he notice what seemed to be happening in the painting workshop.

Because on the ground, there are actually more than 2000 taels of silver tickets and an iron plate.

"What is this?" Li Changqing picked it up curiously, then walked to the door and looked around, but found nothing.

"Could it be that someone robbed the rich and helped the poor in the middle of the night?" Li Changqing rubbed his chin.

Looking at the iron plate again, there was a large character written on it.

Qi.

With just this one word, Li Changqing has no idea what it means.

"Li Changqing." At this moment, the man in purple came to the door again, today Li Changqing asked him to come.

These purple-clothed people are members of the Cangyuan Escort Bureau, who are responsible for sending letters and escorting goods.

All over the Cangyuan world, the background behind it is particularly amazing.

"You said you were going to send a letter to Daoshan Ancient Land, are you ready?" the man in purple asked.

"Okay." Li Changqing took out a letter. The envelope hadn't been glued on yet. Li Changqing put the 2000 taels silver note he just got and the previous 5000 taels into it.

And the 200-year-old blood ginseng.

"Is that all?" The man in purple looked at the things in front of him.

"That's all." Li Changqing casually threw the iron plate he just got into the envelope, anyway, he didn't know what it was, so he sent it to Li Hengsheng together.

(End of this chapter)