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Chapter 137 This fits my impression of demons very well

After the battle, Blake jumped out of the helicopter, ran all the way to Jackie Chan, grabbed her shoulders with both hands and asked with concern: "Are you okay, Jackie Chan?"

Jackie Chan scratched the back of his head and said, "Um...thank you for your concern. I'm fine."

"Jackie Chan! Show dad what talisman you got?"

"It's the horse charm and the monkey charm."

"Why didn't you get the Rat Talisman?!" Dad scratched his thin hair and sighed.

In the early years, Dad had obtained some relics related to Ximu, so when the compass pointed out the direction, he was able to recognize Ximu's demonic energy and prepare the exorcism spell in advance.

If all goes well, two demons can be eliminated at once, which is a perfect thing for the elderly father.

It's a pity that Ximu's guy ran too fast. Not only did this sneak attack have no effect, it also made Ximu defensive.

Dad felt a headache from dealing with such a fast enemy.

At this moment, Yan Wan disarmed the Dragon God and walked toward everyone with the Dragon God's Sword in his right hand.

"I think it's a good thing that Jackie Chan got the Monkey Talisman. Compared with other talismans, the unpredictable Monkey Talisman is the most difficult to deal with."

The father stretched out his hand to hold up his glasses and said without looking back: "The talisman is not important, what is important is the curse imposed on the Holy Lord by the Saint!"

The principle is indeed this principle, but everyone thinks in different directions.

For Yan Wan, the Holy Lord who lost the Monkey Talisman was easier to deal with, but for Dad, the most important thing was to go back to have tea after get off work as soon as possible.

Yan smiled and continued: "Actually... Dad, I also have a secret that can help restrict Ximu's movements, but it only lasts a few seconds."

Dad put the flute back into his pocket with a smile on his face: "That's great!"

At this moment, Blake, who had been focusing on the Dragon God's Sword, raised his hand and said, "Well, I would like to ask, is that big mecha of yours some kind of secret weapon of China?"

Yan Yan shook his head and said politely: "I disappoint you. The Dragon God has its own soul and its own life, so it is not some cold weapon."

However, no matter who you are, you can tell that there is a hint of alienation in Yan Wan's words.

Blake waved his hands quickly and said, "Um, I'm sorry."

The atmosphere suddenly became a little tense, and finally Dad stood up and broke the calm.

"Dad is not interested in these things. Now he just wants to go back and study the magic spell."

Papa Antique Store.

Blake was wise enough not to come here, but returned directly to District [-].

As an American agent, it was right for him to ask more questions, but it was a pity that everyone had their own masters, and Yan Wan could not be as generous as Li Yunlong and Chu Yunfei.

"Jackie Chan! Jackie Chan! Where is Dad's hot tea? Dad's research on magic requires a lot of energy. How can Dad study without hot tea!"

"Uh... Dad, you asked Uncle Long to go upstairs to get the magic book."

Outside the door, Xiaoyu walked in holding a cup of hot tea.

Dad paused, raised his hand, and put his fingers together.

However, Xiaoyu was ready to be beaten. Dad changed his gestures and touched her head gently: "Dad knows."

Seeing this scene, Yan Wan shook his head helplessly: "Sure enough... relatives from the next generation are sometimes unreasonable."

At this moment, Jackie Chan walked in from the door holding a thick encyclopedia of spells.

Dad grabbed the magic book and shouted: "One more thing, Dad needs a sandwich, Dad is hungry!"

Jackie Chan: "Okay dad, I'll buy it right away."

Dad opened the spell and called Jackie Chan without raising his head: "One more thing, dad needs puffer fish and garlic, a lot of garlic, which can help me increase the strength of the spell."

Jackie Chan sighed tiredly and replied: "Okay dad, I'll go right away..."

Dad: "One more thing..."
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"Ximu, what are you doing?"

The brothers and sisters in hell could not wait to urge Ximu.

It squatted on the top of a mountain, holding its chin with one paw: "Don't rush me, I was almost sent back just after I came out of hell. The recovery of strength is too slow, I have to be careful, that human mage is always watching Looking after me."

At this moment, Julan's voice sounded in its ears: "Ximu, go to the Lotus Temple. I left something there, maybe I can help you."

"Really?" Ximu said happily, "Let me think about where the Lotus Temple is?"

Curlan didn't speak and input the information about Lotus Temple directly into its head.

After receiving this information, Ximu was happy at first, and then said impatiently: "Don't tell me, I have to wait until the full moon to go in. Are you still willing to wait that long?"

He said this because Lotus Temple is a temple that only appears in this world during the full moon.There is still a long time before the full moon. Even if Ximu is not in a hurry and can wait slowly, other demons in hell will be.

If Ximu spends one day doing nothing, they will suffer another day in hell.If they had never seen the light, perhaps these demons would not be so impatient.

"Go to a conjurer and use his blood to cast a spell to open the seal."

"Where can I find a spellcaster? This is not our time anymore. Human beings today don't have these inheritances at all."

Although he was very irritated, Ximu did not dare to yell at Julan and just complained silently.

"There is no shortage of greedy guys in this world. Go look around the Lotus Temple and you will gain something."

After saying that, Julan's indifferent voice gradually disappeared from its ears.

At the same time, Basha's urgent voice sounded in its ears: "Ximu! Ximu! Go find my door, I want water!"

"I know you are in a hurry, but don't worry yet. The Holy Master is already studying the Panku Treasure Box, and it has almost found Sao Feng's door. I believe your freedom will not be too far away."

Ximu smiled, fluttered his wings and rushed out from the top of the mountain, flying towards the Lotus Temple.

Not long after, it came to a primeval forest, and soon he found the location of the Lotus Temple.

It was an open space surrounded by lush bamboos, but there were no trees in this open space.

Ximu could clearly feel that there was a restriction here. He first tried his claws, but Ximu, who had forgotten the black energy magic, was like a stupid bear. He could only wave randomly at the air, unable to fly in the air at all. bee.

After confirming that it could not open the restriction on its own, it took off again and searched around in the dense forest around the Lotus Temple.

As Julan said, there is no shortage of greedy humans in this world, and indeed there are humans wandering around the perimeter of Lotus Temple.

He was a short monk, wearing shabby cassocks, with a thin figure and a mustache on his chin.

From the appearance of such a person, it seems that he is not a good person, just like a rat that steals chickens and dogs.

When Ximu saw him, Silent Monk also saw Ximu in the sky. "My Tathagata Buddha... ancient wisdom, the best strategy, the divine speed talisman!"

A green rune instantly appeared on his hand, and then without thinking, the monk slapped the rune on his thigh and ran away.

Staying for a second longer would be disrespectful to the ancient books he had read for so many years in order to find the Lotus Temple.

He could recognize what it was, the demon in the sky, Ximu, one of the eight legendary demons in ancient times.

The next second, a sound broke through the air and a strong wind enveloped him. Ximu hung upside down on the tree like a bat, standing in front of him and saying hello with a smile.

"Don't run away in a hurry, friend~"

Seeing that he couldn't run away, the monk turned around and knelt smoothly, then raised his hands and fell to the ground.

"Ancient Wisdom, Great Lord of the Sky, this body can still help you a little bit, but if it is useful, I will do whatever it takes."

"You surrendered really neatly."

Ximu sneered twice, and then a sharp claw gently placed on his head. He could feel the fear of the human under the claw.

It originally wanted to treat this human as a disposable toy, but Ximu suddenly remembered the scene where the Holy Lord commanded those humans to help it twist the Panku treasure box.

Today's human society is indeed different from before, and he may need a human slave to help him handle these chores.

Hmm... let me think about it, how does the Holy Lord drive those humans to do things for him?

Half a minute later, Ximu changed the subject: "There's no need to be so scared, I do have something to use you for."

Hearing this, the silent monk's trembling body also calmed down: "Ancient wisdom, as long as I am still useful, there is no need to worry about my life."

"Ha ha……"

Ximu smiled noncommittally, and then asked: "Curse Master, do you have money?"

"what?"

Mo Xingseng was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted and said quickly: "Yes, yes!"

Although he is a monk, he has extraordinary powers such as magic, and many rich people in the mortal world come to him for business.

You can make a lot of money by just writing a spell.

Ximu nodded with satisfaction. The Holy Lord uses money to drive humans. Although he has no money, as long as this monk has money, it will be fine.

Then Ximu used his claws to lift the human and flew him to the Lotus Temple. When he came to this familiar place, Silent Monk seemed to feel confident and shouted quickly:

"Great Lord of the Sky, are you also here for the Lotus Temple?"

Ximu threw the silent monk to the ground: "The Lotus Temple is shrouded in a layer of magic. It was left by my brother Curse Lan, and so are the things inside."

Curse Blue, the legendary controller of gravity and the master of the moon.

No wonder the Lotus Temple only appears on full moon nights.

Silent Monk's heart trembled slightly. He originally thought that Ximu was interested in Lotus Temple and wanted to use his knowledge of Lotus Temple to buy his own life, but he did not expect that this place was actually left by other demons.

As for money, Mo Xingseng believes that things that can be obtained everywhere are not as valuable as the news from Lotus Temple, so his life is really only worth some yellow and white things.

"Listen, spell master, I need your blood to cast a spell to unlock the barrier outside. But as long as you can show enough value, not only will I not kill you, but maybe I will give you a taste of something sweet."

After saying that, without waiting for Mo Xingseng to nod, Ximu's claws scratched his arm, and blood immediately spilled into the sky.

"%￥#*..."

As Ximu recited an unknown spell, the moon in the sky suddenly became brighter, and a huge temple loomed, until the black energy gathered together and finally solidified.

Then Ximu turned into a human and walked inside.

At this moment, a snowman with two horns and sharp claws rushed towards them.

Ximu's right hand turned into a prototype, and he directly grabbed one of the snowman's horns and threw it hard on the ground.

"boom!"

A big hole was thrown out of the ground, everyone fell downstairs, and the snowman also fainted due to Ximu's attack.

The black aura on its body gradually dissipated, revealing a little girl.

"Spell Master." Ximu called out.

"I am here, the Great Lord of the Sky. This little girl is the guardian of the Lotus Temple. Once someone breaks into this temple, she will turn into a snowman with freezing power under the curse of the Lotus Temple and kill the intruder. "

Hearing Ximu's voice, Mo Xingseng jumped out and explained.

However, Ximu looked back at him, with a trace of dissatisfaction in his scarlet eyes.

"I don't care about guardians. The reason I call you is to ask you to help me find what Cursed Blue left behind!"

"Do you still need me to rummage through the scrolls all over the floor one by one?"

The Silent Monk replied fearfully: "Yes! Great Lord of the Sky!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he began to search carefully in the huge basement. Not long after, he found a heavy scroll in a compartment.

He swallowed while looking at the scroll, resisted the urge to open it and take a look, turned around and walked towards Ximu.Then he knelt down on one knee and presented the scroll with both hands.

"Magic scroll, is this the thing left behind by Curse Blue?"

Ximu opened the scroll and looked at the spell and fell into deep thought.

has a problem!
It wasn't that there was something wrong with the spell, but that Ximu seemed to realize something somewhere.

It has recognized what this spell is. This spell can assist Ximu in using many forgotten black energy magics, and long-term use of black energy magic will greatly increase its affinity with black energy.

In this way, it can become the destiny chosen by the black energy, quickly restore its own strength, and even regain its power!
This was the back-up plan left by Ju Lan before he was sealed, in order to gain the position of "Destiny" after escaping from the trap and regain his power as quickly as possible.

But the problem is...

Why didn’t the Holy Lord become the destiny!
It has also been sealed for more than 2000 years, and today's battle has caused it to lose the power of two talismans. There should be no reason for the Holy Master to reject this "destiny", right?

The bigger problem is...

How could Curlan give this thing to him so generously?
The next moment, Ximu suddenly raised his head and looked at the bright moon in the horizon.

The corners of its mouth gradually cracked, revealing sharp teeth: "So that's it, hehehe..."

(End of this chapter)