The five-power god of the world of gods and ghosts!

Chapter 37 Lamp oil!

Three days later, the autumn air was crisp, the sky was high and the clouds were clear, and the cool breeze blew in the sky, washing away the last trace of heat in the air.

After three days of hard work day and night, at the end of Liujia Village, a three-foot-square crude ore temple stood under a huge evergreen tree.

Although the temple is not big, the entire temple is made of huge unpolished bluestones, which makes it look extremely solid and thick.

At this time, the small rammed earth square in front of the temple was crowded with people, but it was extremely lively.

In front of the temple, eight strong young men were slowly walking into the temple carrying a huge statue of the weasel.

It wasn't until several young men worked together to lift the statue to the three-foot-high altar in the temple that Deng Yang slowly walked to the altar and the altar that had been prepared.

"The time has come, let's open the altar!"

As Deng Yang finished speaking, the young man on the side immediately grabbed a big rooster with a three-inch red crest that had been prepared on the ground, killed the chicken and bled it.

As the chicken blood flowed into the cinnabar and mixed into Dharma ink, Deng Yang instantly took out two dragon-eye-sized Buddha bone relics from his arms and embedded them in the empty eye sockets of the weasel statue.

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Silently looking at the two eyes that were faintly glowing with the light of glass in the eyes of the weasel statue, Deng Yang immediately flashed a fleeting look of physical pain in his eyes.

"One stroke opens the Holy Spirit of the Apocalypse, and the bones and relics transform into the Divine Court!"

"The clear and turbid demons become immortals, and all living beings offer sacrifices to Biden Tianxing!"

Deng Yang grabbed the talisman pen on the altar, stepped into the sky, pinched it with one hand, and swayed the wolf brush. After a while, the altar under the statue was covered with dense scarlet inscriptions.

As the last two dots of Dharma ink entered the statue's eyes, the weasel statue suddenly changed, vaguely seeming to come to life.

"Everyone worships!"

Looking at this scene, Deng Yang moved and took a few steps back. The villagers in the temple immediately stepped forward one by one with incense sticks in hand, and respectfully inserted them into the copper furnace on the altar table.

After a while, the entire temple was filled with the smell of incense.

In Deng Yang's eyes, on the altar at this time, a weasel that was more than three feet tall and with silver-white hair was sitting upright on it. His eyes seemed to be closed, and there seemed to be a faint smoke between the opening and closing of his nose. Qi is flowing.

"Well, now that the temple has been completed, as long as the incense continues and the worship is made sincerely, the remaining evil spirit of the demon will be eradicated."

"This fairy will protect Liujia Village in the future and have good harvests and good weather."

Seeing that everything was going smoothly, Deng Yang was relieved and at the same time, his thoughts suddenly became clearer.

"We will definitely remember the Taoist Priest's teachings!"

Faced with Deng Yang's words of advice, the villagers of Liujia Village immediately echoed.

After all the changes in the past few days, Deng Yang's current image as a worldly master has already penetrated into the hearts of the villagers. Naturally, the villagers sincerely believed in his words.

After sunset, the night becomes hazy.

After a sumptuous dinner and a grand farewell from the villagers of Liujia Village, Deng Yang embarked on his journey again.

"What a master."

Looking at Deng Yang and his entourage who were sitting in a small sedan, drifting away and gradually disappearing into the night, Liu Fugen, who was at the front of the farewell procession, couldn't help but sigh.

"I wish you a safe journey, Taoist priest." At the same time, on a mountain peak in the southwest of Liujia Village, a silver-haired weasel stood on the top of the mountain and bowed forward, with a look of resignation.

At this time, Deng Yang was sitting cross-legged in a sedan chair, slowly counting the gains from his trip to Liujia Village.

Slowly moving the beads in his hand that were faintly glowing with the light of glass, Deng Yang couldn't help but have a look of pity in his eyes.

I am not good at refining magic weapons, and the methods I practice are also among the most side sects. Apart from the Buddha bone relics obtained in the demon lair of the Liu family, which are used today as statues to open spirits, the rest are... It can only be used to make a string of flowing beads, which can barely exert the evil-suppressing power of its own material.

In addition to this string of flowing beads and the ninth-grade blood Ganoderma gifted by Weasel.

To say that the biggest gain is the 'good fruits' collected from ancient bronze lamps.

Thinking of this, Deng Yang's mind sank into the sea of ​​consciousness.

At this time, inside the lamp post, a piece of milky-white 'good fruit' like fireflies was rising and falling. At a rough look, there must be at least hundreds of them, occupying two-thirds of the entire lamp post.

In addition, what surprised Deng Yang the most was that among the milky white 'good fruits' the size of sesame seeds, there was a red 'good fruit' the size of a cherry mixed in, making it particularly conspicuous.

In the red 'Good Fruit', there was a faint hint of red light, as if there was a petite weasel dancing in it.

The moment he saw this 'good fruit', Deng Yang suddenly had a flash of enlightenment in his heart.

This different 'good fruit' is exactly provided by the weasel. The reason why it is different is that in addition to the weasel's successful practice and being different from ordinary mortals, the more important reason is that this weasel is entangled in karma. , all kinds of calamities were resolved one by one because of Deng Yang, and this unique 'good fruit' was born.

After understanding this, Deng Yang suddenly became thoughtful.

It seems that this so-called 'good fruit' is not just as simple as collecting pure and beautiful beliefs. It goes deeper and may involve some mysterious cause and effect and calamity.

For example, this weasel is a different kind of enlightenment. He is already facing many disasters and is deeply involved in cause and effect. If it were not for Deng Yang, he would probably not be able to escape his bad luck.

"It seems that we hit it by mistake, but we are on the right track."

Although he only had some vague feelings, Deng Yang felt very satisfied with this red 'good fruit'.

Even in Deng Yang's opinion, the biggest gain from this trip is probably this crimson 'good fruit'.

According to the information faintly transmitted from the ancient bronze lamp, one piece of this red-red 'good fruit' can be turned into a drop of white lamp oil.

After understanding its efficacy, Deng Yang suddenly felt ecstatic in his heart.

After all, the longevity of this body has always been a big mountain that weighs on his heart, and it has even made it difficult for him to breathe.

If it weren't for the existence of the ancient bronze lamp, Deng Yang would have collapsed long ago.

At this time, the solution was right in front of him, so how could this not make Deng Yang ecstatic.

"Let me see if you have the ability to reverse life and death."

Staring blankly at the rising and falling red 'good fruit' in the lamp post, along with Deng Yang's thoughts, the entire ancient bronze lamp suddenly began to vibrate, and a breathtaking colorful stream of light appeared inside.

In an instant, as a bright spot of light appeared on the lamp, the ancient bronze lamp suddenly shone brightly.

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