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The Buddhist chanting disturbed people's minds and made it difficult for them to calm down. Yan Chixia looked solemn, but Hua Twelve didn't care at all:

"Who cares? Just kill him with one punch!"

As he said this, he was about to step forward, intending to see what the other party was up to. If he was a bad guy, he would make him end up like the tree demon.

As a result, just as he took a step, fog suddenly rose around him. In an instant, the dense trees around Lanruo Temple disappeared, and he could not see anything more than three feet away.

"careful!"

Yan Chixia pulled Hua Twelve back to the temple gate and reminded him: "This is the magical power of the current state teacher, Pudu Cihang, the soul-demanding Sanskrit sound, which should not be underestimated!"

As he spoke, Yan Chixia blinked at Hua Twelve repeatedly, hinting to the other party that this was the thousand-year-old centipede monster he had mentioned. It was very powerful and one would fall into its trap if one was not careful.

Hua Twelve pretended not to know and pointed at Yan Chixia: "Fellow Daoist Yan, is there something wrong with your eyes? Why do you keep blinking?"

Yan Chixia was speechless: "What do you think?"

Hua Twelve laughed loudly and pulled Yan Chixia behind him: "Let me do it!"

He stood in front of the temple gate and cursed into the mist:
"Who are you, you bastard, making so much noise here? You're chattering in broad daylight, making the place smokey. If you have something to say, come out and say it. If you don't, get out of here. Why are you bothering with this place? Whoever continues to sing is a coward!"

The next moment, the soul-calling Sanskrit chanting stopped suddenly. It seems that those who made such evil chanting are not willing to be cowards!

Yan Chixia was stunned. It turned out that there was such an operation.

But soon afterwards, the soul-calling Sanskrit chanting sounded again, its volume and effect were more than ten times louder, and the fog was rising, no longer limited to outside the temple, even covering the sky above Lanruo Temple, and the sky became dark.

After it got dark, the sound of many women crying was suddenly heard in Lanruo Temple. Many beautiful female ghosts appeared. They covered their foreheads, looked around, and were at a loss. Finally, they saw the two people in front of the temple gate and floated over.

One of them looked 80% similar to Zuxian, probably Nie Xiaoqian. After floating over, she knelt down pitifully and begged:

"Master Yan, Taoist priest, help me."

When the other female ghosts saw this female ghost kneeling down to beg, they immediately stopped, endured the headache, and wanted to see what Hua Shier and Yan Chixia would say, but they did not follow their companion and kneel down to beg.

The soul-demanding Sanskrit sound targets the soul, which is more harmful to these rootless ghosts. Yan Chixia sighed:
"These female ghosts were buried in Lanruo Temple after their death and turned into lonely souls. Because they were good-looking, they were controlled by the tree demon to harm people. They are hateful and pitiful!"

Hua Twelve Dynasties said those faint words:

"You are all evil spirits who have harmed people. Although you were forced to do so, you have also killed people. We cultivators are showing mercy by not killing you. If we save you, will you be allowed to harm others again?"

Anyone who has harmed a living person and turned into a fierce ghost will find it difficult to reincarnate. If they want to reincarnate, it is not impossible, unless the cultivator is willing to pay the price and consume his merits. Can Hua Twelve consume his merits for these fierce ghosts? Obviously, it is impossible. It is not okay to be beautiful. Not to mention that she only looks 80% like Zuxian, even if she is Zuxian herself, there is no room for negotiation.

Since we cannot help them to reincarnate, we cannot save them. Otherwise, after they are saved, if they harm others again, the sins will also be counted on the people who saved them.

When Nie Xiaoqian saw that Yan Chixia was reluctant but didn't say anything, and Hua Twelve made it clear that he would not save her, her face was suddenly filled with sadness. If she wasn't a ghost, she would have probably cried out of self-pity by now.

The female ghosts behind her were not so good-tempered. They were already suffering from the torture of the soul-calling Sanskrit sounds, and now seeing that Hua Shier and Yan Chixia were unwilling to help, black energy suddenly rose from their bodies and they were filled with resentment.

One of the beautiful female ghosts raised her dark claws:

"If you don't save us, we will eat your hearts and livers, sisters. If we eat the flesh and blood of these two monks, we may get some benefits and escape the disaster."

All the female ghosts immediately started to attack, but Nie Xiaoqian just knelt there, silent.

Hua Shier put his fingers together to form a knife, and slashed forward casually. He didn't use any profound skills, just a simple move of flaming knife. This is the magical skill of the Buddhist guardian. Although it is a martial art, it can also subdue demons and monsters. With one slash of the knife, those ferocious female ghosts were instantly shattered into pieces.

Nie Xiaoqian, who was kneeling in front of the two men, looked at them blankly. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but suddenly her body broke into pieces.

Yan Chixia was startled and said subconsciously:
"Why did you kill this girl too? Although she has hurt people, she has a good nature!"

Hua Twelve rolled his eyes and said, "She has harmed people before, which means I didn't kill her by mistake. Did you see that she had the intention to stop her companions just now? Even if she didn't mean to harm anyone, she had the intention to watch or coerce. In addition, she is a fierce ghost, so I can't let her go!"

Yan Chixia remained silent. To him, Nie Xiaoqian was also trapped in a vicious cycle of reincarnation. Maybe he would see her again after decades.

The Buddhist chants around became louder and louder, and the entire Lanruo Temple began to shake.

Gravel was jumping on the ground, and the ancient trees in the temple were shaking, making rustling sounds. The mountain gate, courtyard walls, meditation rooms, and main halls were all shaking more and more violently under the resonance of the sounds.

Yan Chixia was afraid that the wall would collapse, so he pulled Hua Twelve back from the temple gate to the courtyard. As soon as they stood still, they heard a loud bang, and the already dilapidated temple walls around them collapsed directly.

Then the earth shook and there were continuous roaring sounds. Meditation rooms collapsed, Buddhist temples toppled, and finally the Great Hall of the Buddha, which all turned into ruins with a loud bang.

Lanruo Temple had been in disrepair for a long time. If one or two Buddhist halls and meditation rooms had collapsed, that would not be a big deal. But in an instant, the entire temple was reduced to ruins under the sound of Sanskrit. This was by no means simple.

Yan Chixia took out the sword case from his back and held it in front of him, ready to launch a thundering attack at any time.

Hua Twelve stood with his hands behind his back, looking around with a look of disdain:
"Fancy as it is, he's a master at demolition!"

The entire temple collapsed, and dust and smoke rose up, which actually merged with the fog outside and turned into a thick fog, surrounding Hua Shier and Yan Chixia.

Namo, Namo, Namo
The soul-calling Sanskrit sound was getting closer and closer, and then a group of people dressed as monks walked out from the fog. The group was covered with blue silk umbrellas, and there were two young nuns in front who were throwing flower petals. All the monks in the group were chanting loudly. The soul-calling Sanskrit sound was made by these people.

When the team came close to the two men, they stopped and did not speak to them. Instead, they turned in the direction of the original Great Hall and put their hands together:
"Meet Tathagata Buddha!"

Yan Chixia scolded: "Where did the Buddha come from?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the thick fog and dust in the direction of the Main Hall was forced back by a ray of golden light. The golden light suddenly exploded, and a huge golden body of Tathagata appeared in front of everyone.

The golden Buddha appeared, his lips opened and closed: "Namo the Western Paradise, the Tathagata is here, why don't you kneel down and worship!"

Yan Chixia had reincarnated hundreds of times, so he naturally knew that the person in front of him was not the Buddha, and he also knew that the other party was a demon. He was about to speak, but Hua Twelve took the lead, stepped forward, and showed a token:
"Jinyiwei is investigating a case. Someone has reported you for promoting feudal superstition. Why don't you come down and surrender!"

Golden body image: "."

He didn't understand what Hua Twelve said. He opened and closed his lips and made a loud sound again:
"Taoist, you have a connection with me in the West. Why don't you join my Buddhist sect and spread my teachings?"

Hua Twelve laughed: "Do you want to listen to what you are saying? You already called me a Taoist priest, why do you want to join the Buddhist sect?"

"You are still stubborn, just wait for my supreme Buddhist teachings to save you!"

The golden body Dharma image put its hands together, and the huge Dharma image instantly changed into two, two into three, and finally ten golden body Dharma images appeared, forming a circle in mid-air, surrounding Yan Chixia and Hua Twelve.

At the same time, the chanting of the monks' team was heard again, and the ten statues chanted at the same time:

"Namo the Pure Land, Namo the Pure Land, Namo the Pure Land!"

This Dharma-image Buddha sound has a very strong effect of tempting the mind. Even a cultivator like Yan Chixia, after hearing it, began to yearn for the beauty of the Pure Land and wanted to abandon his cultivation and turn to Western Buddhism.

Yan Chixia mobilized his magical powers to fight against the Buddhist music, but he could still hear the sound. He was powerless to resist and felt like his head was about to explode.

Just as he was about to release the Ten Thousand Swords, Hua Twelve took out a folding fan and waved it. Hundreds of zombies appeared and rushed towards the monks. The latter shouted, "Watch me slay the demons!"

Yan Chixia looked at those jumping zombies with dark faces, and then looked at the monks on the opposite side who were shrouded in Buddha's light, and thought to himself, "Fellow Taoist, you are so dare to shout that. In your situation, you must be so shameless to shout that."

Those zombies were restrained and burned by the Buddha's light and Sanskrit sounds, and foul-smelling smoke came out of their bodies. If they were ordinary zombies, they would have retreated long ago, but they were all Hua Shier's Taoist soldiers, controlled by his will, and rushed forward regardless of their injuries. The thick smoke emitted by the burned zombies was highly poisonous, and it became an alternative weapon, causing the team chanting Sanskrit sounds to suddenly become chaotic.

Some monks, when pounced upon by zombies, simply gave up pretending and instantly revealed their true forms, which were hideous-looking insect spirits, and started fighting with the zombies.

The ten statues of the Buddha made some movements at this time. Three of them chanted the Buddha's name and then shouted loudly.
"The Buddha's light shines!"

This time, the damage caused by the Buddha's light increased tenfold. The zombies were burned by the tenfold Buddha's light and their bodies began to catch fire!

Hua Shier didn't take any action not because he was pretending to be cool, because in the eyes of Erlang Shen, the Dharma image just now and the ten Dharma images that came after were all false illusions, and the real body of the old demon Pudu Cihang was not among them.

He looked back and forth, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Found it!"

With a point of his finger, the Moon Golden Wheel slashed forward directly to kill.

The place where there was nothing originally was swept by the Moon-Gold Wheel, and the Buddha's light immediately disappeared. A centipede a hundred feet long rushed out from the void, and the centipede spoke in human language:

"I want you to die"

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Hua Twelve smiled coldly: "You came just in time, my Liu Chi can't wait any longer!"

Liu Chi had just sensed the aura of its own kind and had been feeling restless for a long time, but because the other party had Buddhist magical powers, he was unable to determine its location.

Now that Hua Shier has discovered the true whereabouts of Pu Du Ci Hang, Liu Chi is eager to try.

General Hua Twelve shook his left hand and said, "Go!"

A faint golden light rushed out, and its six wings grew longer in the wind, revealing its true form. It turned into a golden one-horned centipede that was over thirty feet long and as thick as a bucket. The six wings behind it flashed, and it headed straight for Pudu Cihang.

When Pu Du Ci Hang saw Liu Chi, he knew that it was a fellow cultivator who had achieved success in cultivation. If he could devour it, it would be of great benefit to him. So he twisted his hundred-foot-long body and pounced towards Liu Chi.

Two giant centipedes were entangled in mid-air, their thousands of claws entangled with each other, and the roars of the beasts were earth-shaking.

At this moment, someone shouted, "Thousand Years of Killing!"

Two rays of light, one black and one white, shot towards Pu Du Ci Hang like lightning.

Pu Du Ci Hang sensed the danger and tried to dodge, but was trapped by the six-winged thousand-legged creature and was unable to break free.

The black and white lights instantly hit the back door of Pu Du Ci Hang's hundred-foot-long body, strangling him inside.

Pu Du Ci Hang's whole body twitched suddenly, and he let out an earth-shattering scream. Liu Chi seized the opportunity, dug out Pu Du Ci Hang's demon pill, and swallowed it in one go.

This is not the end. After Liu Chi swallowed the demon pill, it continued to suck blood. Within a few breaths, the giant centipede body of Pu Du Ci Hang shed its shell, leaving only a skin. All its essence and soul could not escape.

As Pu Du Ci Hang died, the ten Dharma images instantly vanished into smoke, and the surrounding mist also began to dissipate.

The monk's team was also thrown into chaos. They were dominated by hundreds of soldiers and were torn to pieces and bitten to death. All of them were transformed into insects that were enslaved by Pudu Cihang.

With a whoosh, the six wings returned to Hua Twelve's left wrist and turned into a golden bracelet.

Hua Shier could feel that Liuchi had fallen into a deep sleep, digesting the benefits of devouring his own kind.

Apparently his natal Gu was one step closer to transforming into a dragon.

Hua Twelve knew that his natal Gu-transformed dragon would bring him many benefits, and he could not help but be overjoyed. He took back the Yin-Yang swords and praised:
"Not bad, not bad. It's so easy to win the duel. I really paid off raising you!"

Yan Chixia rolled his eyes and said, "That's what you call a one-on-one fight?"
Hua Twelve: What's wrong with the two of us fighting him alone?
The mist dissipated, the sun set, and Hua Twelve was about to collect the Taoist soldiers again when he heard a loud shout:
"You are such a bold villain, you dare to control zombies to harm people in broad daylight. You are totally lawless and you are everywhere!"

A Zen stick flew from a distance and stuck in the ground not far away. Zen Master Baiyun, who had been seen earlier, then flew over and landed on the Zen stick. He took the Buddhist beads from his neck with both hands and shook them violently.

One hundred and eight Buddhist beads instantly turned into one hundred and eight rays of light, as if forming a formation, and shot towards Hua Twelve's Taoist soldiers. Bang, bang, bang, bang, a series of critical hits instantly blasted those Taoist soldiers with bodies as strong as fine steel into pieces. They were so broken that it was unknown how long it would take to repair them.

"Go away!"

Hua Twelve pointed his finger, and the golden moon wheel swept out and headed straight for the white clouds.

The latter leaped forward and stretched out his hand with the Zen stick in his hand. With a loud clang, he blocked the Moon Wheel and slid more than ten feet on the ground.

"Master!"

"Grandmaster!"

Behind him, the little monk Shifang and Ning Caichen ran out panting.

Hua Twelve used the Qiankun Yufeng fan to collect the Taoist soldiers, then pointed at Bai Yun and said, "Old monk, what are you doing?"

Zen Master Baiyun saluted with one hand: "So it's you, young Taoist priest. I see your sword is pure and not like some unorthodox sect. I don't know why you want to use zombies to harm people!"

"Bullshit! How could you see me using zombies to harm people? They are my Taoist guardian soldiers!"

Bai Yun chuckled, "Someone just used my Buddhist magic here, which definitely could not be hidden from my eyes. Now my Buddhist people have disappeared, I think they have been killed by the Taoist priest. How about this, as long as the Taoist priest converts to Buddhism, this matter will be over. What do you think?"

Hua Twelve smiled: "What if I don't agree?"

Bai Yun frowned, and looked angry: "Then I have no choice but to subdue the demon!"

"Shabi!"

Hua Shier stepped forward and stopped fighting. He just punched with his physical body.

Bai Yun seemed to know how powerful he was, and he immediately shouted, "Indestructible Vajra, Arhat's Golden Body!"

The next moment, he was covered in Buddha's light and turned into a golden man. He waved his staff with both hands and attacked Hua Twelve.

boom!
The air waves were everywhere. Shifang and Ning Caichen were blown to the point that they closed their eyes and their bodies involuntarily retreated backwards. The two of them could not see what was behind them, and they tripped and fell to the ground, rolling over and over again under the air waves.

During this process, they felt some warm liquid falling on their faces and bodies.

When the air waves subsided, the two saw Hua Twelve standing dozens of feet away. The ground was dotted with stars and some scattered golden liquid, but Zen Master Baiyun had disappeared.

The two looked at each other and found that the other's face and body were also covered with that golden liquid, and both felt puzzled.

Shifang Zhaohua Twelve asked: "Master, where is my master?"

Hua Twelve looked around and replied honestly: "Your master... is everywhere!"

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