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Chapter 117 Ghost Buster! (seeking subscription)
"Monster, if it wasn't for you, why would we need to spend our vitality, essence, and blood to add mana to the magic tools of the masters!"

"Wukong Temple has been built for more than [-] years. How has it ever done anything harmful? The Buddha is extremely effective and responds to every request. He is a real Buddha in the world, a solemn treasure!"

"..."

Under the night, the torches were blazing, and the big black dog was furious and barking, which aroused unanimous scolding from the believers.

"It's ridiculous. A group of bewitched pigs and dogs are being used by others but they don't know it. When these monster monks' magical weapons are fully developed and they harm the world, you will be the biggest accomplices. If you get retribution, you will not end well!" The big black dog barked.

"Wu Yao, at this point, you are still trying to confuse people and slander the Buddha, even the poor monk can't stand it!"

The old monk was just and righteous. His handprints were turned over, and strange forces appeared one after another. The big black dog in the wooden cage squeaked and barked, as if it was restrained by something, and was constantly tormented.

Jiang Liyun gathered his eyesight and saw many thin, bright red threads on the black dog.

These thin threads were deeply cut into the big black dog's hair, and only when it was struggling, would it appear faintly.

And as the old monk's handprints accelerated, the countless thin threads on the big black dog's body were also tightened.

It seems to have some unknown magic power, even the big black dog whose physical body is comparable to that of a martial artist in the sixth and seventh realms is hard to resist.

In the end, the whole body twitched in pain, and the dog's eyes rolled.

"These thin threads can not only imprison the black dog's physical body, but also seem to be able to restrain its soul, so that the soul power cannot be separated from the body!"

Jiang Li thought to himself.

At this time, the monks holding the strange-shaped spikes returned to the open space after collecting the blood essence of the believers. They raised the strange-shaped spikes above their heads with both hands, and murmured the voice of Buddha in their mouths, gradually converging into a strange and mysterious tone. .

"Ananda, you should know that when you sit in the place of practice, you will dispel all thoughts. If all your thoughts are exhausted, all thoughts and all intelligence will not move or move... You will not let the demons of the gods gain their convenience, keep covering them, and achieve the supreme way!"

The old monk opened his hands, chanted the Shurangama Sutra, and the old cassock rose without wind.

The strange-shaped spikes in the hands of the monks were also supported by the mysterious force, and slowly floated up, flew to the top of the old monk's head, gathered together, and turned into a staff with blue and red halos.

"Get rid of demons and become enlightened, immeasurable merit!"

The old monk held a staff and walked to the big wooden cage. The big black dog was already dying of pain and foaming at the mouth.

"Demon, let me ask you again, are you going to surrender or not? As long as you convert to Buddhism and hand over the remains of Emperor Pan, I will not only spare your life, but also make you my mount. In the future, I will achieve Taoism." Buddha, you will also be ranked among the Arhats and become a golden body!"

The old monk lay close to the wooden cage, his voice was barely audible.

"Wang bah, old thief is bald, you are a demon monk who does not abide by the rules and regulations. You are a demon with unparalleled integrity. You would rather be stewed than bent, and you would rather be stewed and eat meat than be ridden by your chrysanthemum!"

The big black dog had a hard look on his face, and barked loudly: "I'm not afraid to let you know that there are many backers behind me, backed by the demon king, and protected by the Zhenwuhou Mansion. If you dare to hurt a dog hair on me, you are doomed to die!" tonight!"

"Hmph, since you are stubborn and unwilling to convert to Buddhism and change your mind, don't blame the poor monk for breaking the precepts and killing animals to eliminate demons for the people!
The old monk yelled, raised his staff high in his hand, and stabbed the big black dog's neck with a sharp thorn at the end.

"Aww, my dog's life is over!"

The big black dog closed his eyes, whimpering in despair.

"Flying sand and turning stones, turning stones into gold!"

In the bushes a hundred meters away, Jiang Li clenched his right fist, and a gust of wind suddenly rose in the open space, flying sand and rocks filled the air, covering an area more than fifty meters away.

More than a month ago, Jiang Li was infused with Wen Qi, his soul power and Qi veins were doubled, and his power of flying sand and rocks also increased accordingly.

Not only does it cover a larger area, but its power also doubles.

The flying sand is lased under the hurricane and can penetrate a layer of iron armor.

"The demon is casting a spell!"

"Run away, the demon is attacking, it is about to rush out!"

"Master help, quickly subdue the black demon!"

"Mother, help me!"

The hurricane suddenly formed a column and rushed straight into the sky, sweeping and galloping wantonly in the open space of the mountain depression, stirring sand and gravel and flying dust.

The believers had never seen such a scene before, they thought it was a big black dog trying to rush out of the wooden cage, they were all frightened, screamed, turned and ran away.

Crowded and stepped on each other, the scene became chaotic in an instant.

"What happened!"

"Taoism, this is Taoism!"

"Who is here, dare to disturb my Wukong Temple!"

Shrouded by the hurricane, the monks of Wukong Temple were frightened and angry. The sand and stones were whipped on their bodies under the gust of wind, and their flesh and blood flew all over the place, and their robes were shattered.

"Don't panic, come here!"

The old monk roared, he inserted the staff in his hand into the ground, and the seals of both hands continued to condense, and the dark blood rushed out of the staff, expanding an eggshell-shaped space.

The jets of flying sand and rocks collided with the Wumeng Blood Mask, making astonishing noises, like countless gold and iron hidden weapons and arrows, and the impacting Wumeng Blood Mask was crumbling.

Twelve monks rushed under the mask, all bloody and horrified, their robes had already been torn into strands, soaked in blood stains, they looked horrible.

"Abbot, what is the origin of the other party!"

"It hurts, save me quickly!"

The monks yelled and mourned endlessly.

"The other party came from a very evil way. I haven't seen this kind of method before, but the power that can be driven is not like mana, let alone true energy!"

The old monk said tremblingly, his hands were knotted into seals and almost turned into a phantom, and strands of black and red blood flew out of the staff, floating to the monks who were sitting paralyzed around, and submerged in it.

The monks' skin was bloody and bloody, and the wounds quickly coagulated with scabs, and the pain was greatly reduced.

"Damn it, if it wasn't for not wearing gold clothes today, how could I be hurt by this trick!"

The twelve monks jumped up from the ground, fierce as dragons and tigers, their inner bones crackled, and the exuberant qi and blood dormant in their bodies immediately burst out, and they all had not weak martial arteries.

"This evil wind should not last for too long. It is not easy to control such a large area of ​​coverage. Follow me and rush out!"

The old monk yelled, and the four monks immediately stepped forward, pulling out the staff from the ground with difficulty, and were about to move it.

"clang clang"

But in the next moment, the surrounding gravel and dust suddenly condensed, turned into thousands of sharp blades, and slashed towards the mask.

The magic circle trembled suddenly, and the hands of the four monks holding the magic staff were almost shaken away, and the old monk couldn't help but groan.

"Hahaha, Master Dog, I'm alive again!"

The wind and sand swept outside, and the big black dog's mean voice was heard from afar. Several sharp blades condensed with sand and stone flew up, chopped up the wooden cage that trapped the big black dog, and even picked up the thin wire wrapped around its body. , to open the gap.

The black dog shrank suddenly, its bones tightened, and its body became smaller immediately. It swished out from the thin thread and landed on the ground, laughing loudly.

Looking at the group of monks trapped in the hurricane, it felt evil and was about to pounce, but was grabbed by the neck by Jiang Li who rushed over immediately.

"Go first!"

A wave of true energy wrapped around the shrunken red thread, Jiang Li picked up the big black dog, and after a few flashes, he ran into the forest and disappeared.

"Damn, who is it!"

In the open space of the mountain pass, the hurricane gradually disappeared, and under the bloody cover of Wumeng, the figures of the monks appeared.

The believers had long fled to nowhere, the wooden cages were cut to shreds by sharp knives, and the dog monsters that were finally caught had long since fled without a trace.

"My remains of Emperor Pan, Gou Ri's, and my spirit binding rope!"

The old monk was heartbroken, tears were about to fall, and the staff in his hand was scattered with a bang at this moment, and it was re-divided into twelve strange-shaped spikes, and the light was dim.

"Our temple is far away from human habitation, and no outsiders will know about the execution of the dog demon tonight. The person who intervened is probably in the temple!"

The old monk stomped his feet and said: "Let's go back to the monastery. I will personally check those wandering monks. The wind is very strange. Even if you are a Taoist master in the Taoist state, you will not be able to recover for a while. You put on golden clothes, Go search in all directions, and you must not let that person or dog escape!"

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"Jiang Li, why don't you let me kill them directly!"

In the woods, the big black dog was full of anger and murderous intent. He turned his head and was about to yell at the col, but was slapped back by Jiang Li.

"Those monks are very weird and not easy to kill. If you rush in rashly, aren't you afraid of being stewed?"

Jiang Li said unhappily: "Since you escaped that day and didn't go to your boss, the demon king, why did you come to the village of the villagers? Could it be that you really want to make trouble and seduce good people?"

"Bah, bah, bah, demons also have principles, and races are mixed. Anyone who has a bit of integrity will not do this thing. Who likes their offspring to be called bastards!"

The big black dog was righteous, barking and barking: "My soul has not yet recovered, how could I easily hand over the remains of Pandi to the demon king? I am a monster and not a slave. I will talk about it when the demon king finds me!"

"You are very worthy of yourself!"

Jiang Li laughed when he heard the words, although the big black dog is a bit cheap, greedy for money and afraid of death, he is calm, at most he is a real puppy!
"Who told me that I was injured on duty!" the big black dog barked.

Jiang Li was speechless, grabbed the black dog and ran all the way, and soon returned to Wukong Temple.

The monks who suffered a dark loss have not yet returned, and everything in the backyard of Wukong Temple is as usual. Jiang Li jumped over the courtyard wall and landed lightly.

There were two breathing sounds, one high and one low, in the house. Jiang Li gently opened the door, and saw Zhao Tiehe leaning against the bed, holding something like an air bag in his palm, and breathing sound like a deep sleep as he squeezed it.

"You're finally back, I'm still worried, the Demon Elimination Conference... Fuck!"

Seeing Jiang Li flashing into the house, Zhao Tiehe quickly got up and asked, but before he could say anything, he saw a big black dog the size of a calf running out from behind Jiang Li, trembling with fright, he jumped back on the bed.

"Could it be that monster!"

Zhao Tiehe said in shock.

The big black dog was huge, with dog eyes the size of copper bells, showing a fierce look, and its black hair was shiny, so it would not be an exaggeration to call it a black tiger.

"It's this unlucky bastard!"

Jiang Li smiled, and said: "The monk from Wukong Temple may come to ask us to interrogate him later, so be careful, don't reveal your secrets."

"Don't worry, I was just sleeping in the house!"

Zhao Tiehe looked at the big black dog, pondered for a long time, but still did not dare to get out of bed, "How about it, are those monks serious?"

"Serious fart, no one can do anything immoral!" The big black dog barked.

"Fuck, what a fucking demon!"

Zhao Tiehe shrank his neck in fright.

"Go, hide under the bed!"

Jiang Li kicked the big black dog, and although the latter grinned with displeasure on his face, he still groaned and got in.

"This big dog is at least a monster in the Divine Object Realm!" Zhao Tiehe quickly jumped off the bed, curiously said: "It's quite obedient!"

"It turned out to be a big demon who took over the house. He sneaked into Zhenwuhou's mansion and was beaten to a low level. I kept him as a puppy for a while, and thanks to his knowledge of current affairs, he would have been knocked down!" Jiang Li said.

"Wang, the hatred of knocking a dog is irreconcilable!"

Under the bed, the big black dog was furious.

"Two benefactors, have you ever rested? My abbot would like to invite you to the main hall for a talk!"

Not long after, there was a sound of rustling footsteps outside the house. It seemed that many people returned and left in a hurry.

After a while, the footsteps got closer, and a monk knocked on the door.

"In the middle of the night, doesn't your abbot sleep? What is there to talk about, my son doesn't believe in Buddhism!"

Jiang Li opened the door, his eyes were blinded by sleepiness, and he was out of breath.

"Back off, you don't have a place to speak here!"

Zhao Tiehe put on a robe, scolded angrily, and immediately cupped his hands to the monk outside the door: "Don't blame the master, a servant who has never studied, is a bit vulgar!"

"It's okay, it's okay, I shouldn't disturb you, you two, please follow me!"

The monk outside the door clasped his hands together, turned around and led the way, and brought the two of them to the Buddhist hall.

Under the dim oil lamp, there were more than a dozen figures standing in the small Buddhist hall, most of them were monks of Wukong Temple in simple clothes. At this time, the gloomy eyes seemed to have long lost the kindness and amiability of the daytime. On the contrary, it was a little more vicious.

In addition, there are three more plainly dressed monks, who look crooked, and one of them is wearing a monk's robe, half of which is sewn on by sacks.

Zhao Tiehe glanced at the three of them and frowned. This temple is really not very serious.

These three traveling monks are not real monks at first glance, they are probably magic sticks and beggars who go to the countryside to visit households.

The monks of Wukong Temple probably knew that they had taken the three of them in as a pretense for the believers in the eight nearby villages.

"Everyone is here, let the poor monk make a long story short!"

The old monk faced the Buddha statue and chanted sutras. At this time, he also stood up slowly, turned around, and folded his hands together, "Amitabha, today Wukong Temple held a demon-eliminating meeting in the back mountain to eliminate demons, but the wicked stepped in. Let go of the demon, seize the magic weapon in the temple, and even hurt the twelve disciples of our temple!"

"Is there such a thing? There is no reason for heaven. Such a magnificent temple, which benefits the people of one side, will also suffer from this bad luck. My Buddha is merciful, Amitabha!"

The monk in the sack was a scrawny old man who was skinny and slovenly. He immediately put on a look of pity and sighed, seeming more angry than the old monk.

"Amitabha!"

"Brother Abbot, don't take it to heart!"

The other two monks were sleepy, and they hadn't woken up yet, so they answered a few words perfunctorily.

On the contrary, Jiang Li and Zhao Tiehe remained silent.

The old monk walked around the center of the Buddhist hall a few times, opened his eyes, and looked back and forth at the few people for a long time. It seemed that there was nothing hidden about the three traveling monks.

In the end, he set his sights on Jiang Li and the two of them.

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As soon as the old monk's gaze paused, the two young monks in the Buddhist hall suddenly jumped up, screaming with fists and kicks, and smashed their heads and faces at Zhao Tiehe.

The moves are fierce and ruthless, leaving no room for them at all, as soon as he gets started, he looks like he will kill you.

"Hmph, what do you want to do? Could it be that this is not a temple, but a black shop?"

Zhao Tiehe snorted coldly, and shook his body violently, shaking the air with a bursting sound. The robes on his body flew up, and two arms thicker than adult men clashed, directly blocking the fists and feet of the two monks.

Both sides retreated.

"Good work!"

Another three or five monks shouted at the same time, flicked their robes, and attacked.

"Bastard, do you know who my young master is? A bunch of bald donkeys want to die!"

With a flash of his body, Jiang Li rushed into the battle group, surrounded by true energy, and blocked two Tai Chi monks for Zhao Tiehe.

The Buddhist hall instantly became a mess, and the sound of punches and kicks continued to resound.

"How do you say that!"

"Amitabha, harmony produces wealth!"

Seeing this, the three monks were so frightened that they ran away.

"All stop!"

The old monk took a few steps back, watched Zhao Tiehe and Jiang Li's skills for a while, his eyes flickered, and he stopped suddenly.

The monks heard the sound, made a false move, and immediately withdrew from the standing circle.

"Old monk, will you try us again?"

Zhao Tiehe patted the footprints and fist marks on his body, with a sullen expression on his face, "A group of monks in the countryside don't know my identity, even if they sell your entire temple, they still can't make up enough for me for a month. I don't sleep. , greedy for wooden fish and clubs in your temple?"

"You guys wait, when my young master goes to Shengjing, please get off your armor, and your temple will be demolished tomorrow!" Jiang Li also spoke harshly.

"You two have misunderstood. It's not about probing and suspecting. It's just that these disciples of mine saw the young master dancing boxing in the backyard. His boxing skills are strong and powerful. They just want to experience it for a while!"

The old monk apologized and said with a smile: "They are in the deep mountains, they don't know the rules, they offended the young master, the poor monk apologized to the two of them."

"Old bald donkey, when I'm a child of two or three years old, it's absolutely impossible for me to be kind!" Zhao Tiehe snorted heavily.

"My lord, I really misunderstood what happened today. I have some precious medicines to nourish the blood energy here, which can be regarded as a gift of apology!"

The old monk smiled and said: "I know that your son is of extraordinary background, and there are powerful people in Shengjing City, but I was able to build a temple outside Shengjing City, not only because of my Buddhist teachings and compassion!"

"How do you say that?" Zhao Tiehe asked.

"Since you practice martial arts, you should know that the world's No. 1 martial arts!" The old monk stroked his beard and smiled mysteriously.

"You don't want to say that your Wukong Temple is covered by Marquis Wu, do you?" Jiang Li smiled coldly: "No one in the world knows that Marquis Wu is the most evil spirit and Taoism."

"Of course Marquis Wu doesn't like our Buddhist sect, but Marquis Wu is not the only one in town!"

The old monk said indifferently: "The Buddha statues worshiped day and night in Madam Wuhou's Buddhist hall were invited back from my Wukong Temple!"

"There is such a thing!"

Both Jiang Li and Zhao Tiehe were moved.

"This matter can be regarded as a secret. If you really want to vent your anger for a while, you are willing to take the risk of offending Zhenwuhou Mansion, you can do it yourself!" said the old monk.

There were already two monks from the Wukong Temple nearby, carrying two wooden trays and walking up to it, on which were placed several porcelain bottles, one of the monks uncorked one of the bottles, and a strong fragrance of blood rushed out.

Jiang Li felt a little queasy when he thought of the scene where the magic weapon was nourished with essence and blood in the mountain depression.

Wukong Temple is not supported by property, so naturally there is no money to buy medicinal materials and animal blood for refining precious medicines!

"Hmph, for Marquis Wu's sake, I will spare you just once!"

Jiang Li winked, Zhao Tiehe snorted coldly, and walked away.

"What kind of filthy precious medicine, our son is not rare!"

Jiang Li also snorted, crossed the threshold and chased after Zhao Tiehe, but when he passed the corner outside the Buddhist hall, a gust of wind blew by, and the biting chill hit his body instantly, his body trembled, and he couldn't help but hit him. A chill.

"Ghost!"

Jiang Li's footsteps paused slightly, the cold came and went very quickly, as if it was just an illusion.

But he has been possessed by ghosts twice, and he is extremely familiar and sure about this feeling.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a door of the Buddhist hall swaying slightly without wind.

"Jiang Li, there is indeed a problem with this Wukong Temple. The monks who fought with me are all at the Taiji realm. Even among the monks in the temple, they are definitely not weak. So many warriors appear in this small place. Temple, absolutely weird!"

As soon as he returned to the house, Zhao Tiehe couldn't hold back his calm expression anymore, "And the old monk even said directly about his friendship with the lady of Marquis Wu's mansion, so he shouldn't be bluffing us anymore, will they silence us? ?”

"It shouldn't be so, I think it's because they don't want to cause more trouble, they will take the initiative to declare that Wukong Temple is under the protection of Da Furen!"

Jiang Li shook his head, he returned to the bed and sat cross-legged, placed an incense burner in front of him, and lit six sticks of incense.

"Brother Zhao, protect the Dharma for me. I'm out of my body and went to the Buddhist hall to check. If I sensed it right just now, there should be a ghost that slipped into the Buddhist hall!" Jiang Li said.

"What? You still know the law!"

Zhao Tiehe's eyes widened in surprise.

He knew that Jiang Li had been oppressed by the eldest lady in Zhenwuhou Mansion since he was a child, and he only started to get used to it after he was 16 years old.

Logically speaking, there is almost no foundation in martial arts, let alone a more mysterious and more mysterious path than martial arts.

But seeing Jiang Li's appearance at this moment, it's not just as simple as having practiced, and being able to get out of the body to inquire about news, at least it is also the realm of night travel.

Before Zhao Tiehe finished speaking, Jiang Li had already closed his eyes.

Inside the house, a stick of incense was burning, and the smoke rose upwards. Suddenly, there was a wind in the empty room, and a phantom floated out of Jiang Li's body, and landed gently.

The yin wind roams through the house like a dragon and snake, but it doesn't feel gloomy or cold at all, just like a gust of spring breeze blowing, even with a hint of warmth.

"It's worthy of being a Qilinzi who has been imbued with the literary energy of the sages and sages. The ghost has not been robbed by lightning, but it already contains business and yang energy. It is simply the nemesis of the ghosts in the same realm!"

The big black dog poked its head out from under the bed, stuck out its tongue, and the envy almost jumped out of the dog's eyes, "The last time I saw this guy, he was just out of his body, and he can already fall into a dream now. I remember that you seem to have practiced the Eight Classics once, it is really a dog than a human!"

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