The world of Taoism

Chapter 108
After Zhou Xuan said these words, he also realized something in his heart.

The golden scriptures in the body shone with mysterious light.

The vitality that had been intensely consumed had faintly recovered.

Although Zhou Xuan didn't fully understand the top of all scriptures.

However, just a little insight is enough to benefit oneself endlessly.

While Zhou Xuan was helping the old ghost, he was actually helping himself.

This insight came from the Sutra of Crossing People, but Zhou Xuan was not stingy.

After all, this is not my own thing.

Although the law should not be passed on lightly, for a monk like the old ghost who is only one step away, Zhou Xuan felt that he still needed help.

After all, the old ghost had saved him once. If it wasn't for the old ghost's spell, he might not be able to escape Shan Kui's pursuit.

So to a certain extent, Zhou Xuan owed the old ghost his life.

The old ghost was bathed in golden light, and there was a golden light wheel behind his head.

This light wheel must be the merit light wheel in mythology.

This is a round of golden light for body protection condensed after doing a lot of merit.

Under the protection of the golden light of merit, the whole person will be invulnerable to all poisons and external evils, with incredible power.

The old ghost is still the same as before, but it doesn't feel a little gloomy, but looks very sacred.

"Haha, I didn't expect that the little friend who helped me at that time turned out to be the key to my enlightenment. The old ghost owes you a favor." The old ghost sighed.

Zhou Xuan's strength is not higher than his own, but he helped him today, so he can be regarded as a noble person who has enlightened himself.

Such cause and effect, the old ghost may not be able to repay.

I'm afraid that in the future, only by helping Zhou Xuan achieve Taoism can he repay this favor.

"No, you saved my life back then, and we were even." Zhou Xuan said.

In fact, Zhou Xuan's main goal was to survive, after all, no one could control the mad old ghost.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and the old ghost smiled apologetically when he saw the injured black guard.

The old ghost immediately waved his hand, and a golden light shone down.

The golden light was like rain, sprinkled on everyone.

The severely wounded people recovered instantly, and their bodies were faintly better than before.

"Success!" Everyone said excitedly.

Although I don't know what method Zhou Xuan used to convince this strong man, what can be confirmed is that they are now safe.

"Fortunately, no innocents were hurt." The old ghost rejoiced.

After surviving the last catastrophe, the old ghost abandoned his previous stupid ideas.

Killing is sometimes a way of doing good deeds.

Evil people do harm to the world, killing one evil person can save countless people.

This is a matter of doing justice for the heavens and has immeasurable merit.

During the period of his enchantment, the people he encountered on the road were basically bandits and robbers.

Killing them is not to hurt the innocent, but to do justice for the heavens.

"Fortunately, what are your plans now, old ghost?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"Continue to practice, there are still many things that have not been dealt with, and I still owe you a big favor."

This favor is very important, far more important than his own help to Zhou Xuan.

What Zhou Xuan said confirmed the old ghost's future path.

This cause and effect is not something ordinary people can afford.

The old ghost looked at the golden umbrella in his hand, and just about to say something, his ears moved, and he swallowed what he just said.

After a long time, the old ghost raised his head and said with a smile: "I wanted to give you some things, but I probably won't be able to get into your way with this little thing..."

"Thank you, old ghost."

Before the old ghost finished speaking, Zhou Xuan said excitedly.

The old ghost was slightly taken aback, shook his head and laughed: "This Wanmin Umbrella is my magic weapon for enlightenment, I can't give you this one, how about this, I'll give you another thing."

The old ghost waved his hand, and a pair of scarlet armor and a strange long knife appeared on the ground.

The most striking thing is this long knife.

The blade was as smooth as a mirror, with faint fish scale patterns on it, and the handle was blood red, as if it had been soaked in fresh blood.

It is the Spring Rain Demon Sword of Chiyetian Demon King.

The old ghost took the demon knife and carefully studied the lines on it.

A ray of golden light appeared on the palm of the hand, and the golden light wrapped the whole body of Yaodao.

Whoa!

The demon knife vibrated suddenly, struggling violently, and a majestic red mist erupted from the blade.

The roar of creatures could be faintly heard in the mist, as if there were fierce beasts hiding inside.

No matter how much the demon knife struggled, it couldn't get out of the old ghost's palm.

The golden light in the old ghost's hand seemed to restrain all demons.

As long as the red mist touches the golden light, it will disappear immediately.

After a long time, Yaodao finally calmed down.

The red mist above has disappeared, replaced by a faint golden light.

The incomparably strange demon sword has become a little holy at this time, and the golden light on it gives people a sense of warmth, not as aggressive as before.

"This thing is called Chunyu, the weapon of the pirate leader. Chunyu has killed thousands of people, and the evil spirit has already penetrated into the blade. If you touch it, you will be possessed by demons." The old ghost said slowly, and then handed Chunyu to Zhou Xuan.

"I have wiped out its evil spirit. Although its power has been reduced, at least there is no risk. Now this knife is yours. Give it a good name."

Zhou Xuan received Chunyu, his face was reflected on the mirror-smooth blade.

Zhou Xuan waved it lightly, the blade was extremely sharp, and there was a faint buzzing sound of cutting the air.

Together with the murderous aura, a little bit of mist seeped out from the blade, forming a stream of water to drip.

"The small building listened to Chunyu all night, what a name! Just call it Chunyu, there is no need to change it." Zhou Xuan praised.

When picking up the spring rain, Zhou Xuan could feel a faint golden light lingering around him, the golden light protects his body and can resist evil spirits.

"As long as you are satisfied!" The old ghost nodded, "In that case, let's leave now and see you later."

"See you in the future!" Zhou Xuan cupped his hands.

Holding a golden umbrella, the old ghost slowly disappeared in place.

Zhou Xuan's figure appeared in front of everyone again.

Originally, Zhou Xuan was shrouded in black mist, his figure was very blurred, and then there was another burst of golden light, and now he fully appeared in front of everyone.

I saw Zhou Xuan wearing a jet-black gold-rimmed ichthyosaur suit, holding a gleaming golden long knife in his hand.

Dots of golden light lingered on the body surface, and the whole figure seemed to be covered with a layer of golden armor.

Zhou Xuan looked at the crowd, breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, life is not disgraceful."

Everyone immediately cheered.

At this time, the two magic horns of the crimson armor behind him suddenly shone brightly.

Whoa!

The crimson armor stood up, and red rays of light shot out from the gaps in the armor.

After the old ghost left, the evil spirits that had been deeply hidden all this time suddenly appeared.

"Take your life!"

The crimson armor sounded like thunder, and turned into an afterimage, flying towards Zhou Xuan.

"joke!"

Zhou Xuan suddenly turned around with a disdainful smile on his face.

The golden light of the spring rain in the hand shines brightly, and all the red light disappears and the snow melts.

Whoa!

With a flash of the sword, the armor split into two.

...

Jing Tiansi.

In a gloomy mansion.

A golden light flashed.

An old man with an umbrella appeared among them.

Opposite the old ghost, a mass of darkness gradually faded away.

A handsome man with a red flame constantly beating between his brows sat on the main seat.

"Old ghost, long time no see."

(End of this chapter)