Cultivation little Taoist

Chapter 507 Pain Relief Curse

"Who is this little Taoist priest?"

"Is it reliable? Why did the head of the Yang family let this kind of child out to do business?"

"Master Yang, you should come in person!"

Everyone was whispering, and some even yelled at Yang Wanzhe.

Yang Wanzhe was really embarrassed in his heart. If he could do it, could he let Ye Feng make a move?
How should this face be rounded?
If he said he was just letting Ye Feng try, it would inevitably make Ye Feng feel unhappy.

If I don't speak up, I'm afraid that my soul-suppressing spirit contract will really be looked down upon all the time.

When Yang Wanzhe was struggling, Ye Feng said:
"Master Yang, I beg you to let me try to prove my ability."

His low profile was in stark contrast to the arrogance he had just had in Yangjiazhai.

Yang Wanzhe was completely dumbfounded, and then moved, unparalleled moved.

This Ye Feng is really interesting!

Virtue and Art Shuangxin Ye Tianshi!

"Ahem, just try it. If you can't do it, then I will break this evil law." Yang Wanzhe said with a righteous look.

Ye Feng smiled, and wanted to try Cui Can's skills: "Cui Kundao, hold this person down for me, okay?"

"Oh, good!" Cui Can quickly put away her jerky, carefully put it in her pocket, then swept the whisk, and went to help Ye Feng control the man.

"Is it okay for a big man to ask a woman to help hold him down?"

"This little girl looks frail, okay?"

People around were all questioning Ye Feng and Cui Can, Cui Can didn't take it seriously, Ye Feng even more so, and watched Cui Can's movements carefully.

Cui Can went over, holding the fly whisk in one hand, and attacked the man with the other.

It is the Emei boxing method that is being used.

Ye Feng looked dumbfounded, not because of how mysterious this boxing technique was, but because it was really as the book said, like poetry and picturesque.

Suddenly standing upright and stamping his feet, the cliff rocks cracked and the sand walked away.

The star girls who come and go throw the spirit shuttle, and the Yaojiao arrow turns over the green sleeves.

He pointed directly at the Japanese car park, retracted his head and drilled through the needle's eye.

There are hundreds of folds and no bones at the waist, and the whole body is covered with hands.

Yu Qi hadn't finished yet, he breathed silently and held his breath.

The change of the Taoist is unpredictable, jumping on the futon like a puppet.

This is Tang Shunzhi's description of Emei boxing in the Ming Dynasty. I have to say that the ancients did not deceive me.

It is true that beauty and boxing are both important, and the Emei School really has its own way.

The people around were also dumbfounded. This little girl is really beautiful.

The person is beautiful, and the body is even more beautiful.

Before everyone could react, Cui Can was already on top of that man, completely controlling him.

"Okay!" Cui Can shouted to Ye Feng with a smile like a flower.

"Oh, good." Ye Feng came back to his senses, which made him more sure that this little girl is definitely not simple.

At least from the point of view of this boxing style, it has the essence of the boxing style of the Emei School.

Ye Feng walked over, put his hand on the man's forehead, and began to chant:
"Flip, pull, pull, disappear,
body pain,
Called Huang Ling,
Huang Ling took the knife,

Cut your shit bag..."

Ye Feng's set of spells directly made everyone in the audience burst into laughter.

Compared with Cui Can's poetic and picturesque boxing just now, this spell is simply the difference between Yangchun Baixue and Xialibaxiang.

"What kind of curse is this! Hahaha, I can't do it, my stomach hurts from laughing!"

"Hahaha cut shit bag, I think this little Taoist is a shit bag!"

"No, no, no, who will take this funny guy away!"

……

Everyone laughed, but Ye Feng ignored him completely and chanted the mantra over and over again. Although Ye Feng chanted, the man's movements became lighter and lighter. In the end, he didn't need Cui Can to hold him down. No more struggling.

"I go……"

Everyone was dumbfounded, what kind of shit-cutting spell really works? !

Ye Feng didn't have any surprises, because this is Zhu Youke's Pain Relief Curse, which must be easy to relieve this man's pain.

Ye Feng followed the same pattern, and after Cui Can controlled the people, he recited the pain-relieving mantra, and when the pain of these people was gone, he called Master Yang, and then retreated to the side.

It is more appropriate to give this skill to Yang Wanzhe.

Yang Wanzhe glanced at Ye Feng gratefully, and used Gang Qi to eliminate all the evil energy in their bodies.

The surrounding people continued to shout for Mr. Yang, but as ordinary people, they naturally didn't know that Ye Feng was the real contributor to this whole matter.

"Fatty, tell Yang Wanzhe in the past, when these people wake up, ask them how they got this evil spirit."

"Okay." Fatty responded, and leaned over to talk beside Yang Wanzhe.

Yang Wanzhe glanced at Ye Feng and nodded.

When these people woke up, they first looked at the crowd in a daze, and when they saw Yang Wanzhe, they plopped and knelt down:

"Thank you Master Yang for saving your life!"

Yang Wanzhe waved his hand and stole a glance at Ye Feng.

This Ye Feng is really too nice.

"Did you encounter any strange things before you went crazy?"

The men glanced at each other and remained silent.

When Ye Feng saw it, he knew that these people must have done nothing good to get this evil spirit.

Yang Wanzhe also realized this: "At this point, you still haven't really recruited?! Do you want to bury the entire Sun Family Village because of you guys?!"

Those words were extremely threatening, and those men knelt on the ground tremblingly, kowtowing non-stop: "I...we...went to that ancient tomb..."

"Are you crazy?! I told you a long time ago, and the archaeologists have also been here. That place is an empty tomb. What are you doing there?
I seem to have told you that it is dangerous to gather evil spirits in that place, so don't go there, right? "

Those men glanced at each other and kept kowtowing:
"We were also blinded by lard for a while. Last night we played cards until late at night. When we got home, we saw purple air rising from the direction of the ancient tomb, and it felt sharp when we looked at it.

Master Yang, you also know that when the gods are born, there are always such omens, so... the few of us wanted to go over and see if we could catch a leak...

Then it passed, and before we got close to Ziqi, we felt countless Wuhooks scratching our bodies. Later, the pain was unbearable, so we ran back, and lost consciousness when we arrived in the village.

If it wasn't for your treatment from Mr. Yang, our lives might be about to be confessed! "

This man's words are also a bit interesting, first admit his mistakes and then flatter Yang Wanzhe.

Yang Wanzhe ignored him, thought about it carefully, and looked at Ye Feng for help.

Ye Feng waved his hand, meaning this is not the place to talk.

If Yang Wanzhe asked himself everything, then the prestige established for him just now might be destroyed once again.

Yang Wanzhe also understood, and then taught those men a few words, and then assured everyone in Sunjiazhai that within seven days, the ancient tomb of the evil sect would be removed, and the whole village would be peaceful.

These words directly pushed Yang Wanzhe's prestige to the peak. Everyone shouted Yang Wanzhe's name, which made him very useful. Afterwards, everyone left Sunjiazhai and headed for the ancient tomb.

On the way, Yang Wanzhe asked Ye Feng what he thought of this matter.

"If what they said is correct, the purple aura soaring to the sky is indeed a harbinger of the birth of a divine soldier.

But the existence of evil spirits there proves that the possibility of magic soldiers is very small, and the possibility of monsters is very high.

So I guess, this may be a monster with spiritual intelligence. At the same time, according to the state of the gathering of evil spirits, it should have reached the level of ghost heads. "

"Isn't the monster level?" Fatty asked, "I remember you used to talk about the monster level."

"That's because the evil spirits I encountered before were relatively simple." Ye Feng waved his hand, "Because the cultivation level of monster monsters is generally lower than that of beast monsters, so I used to say the level of monster monsters instead.

But monsters are actually a type, and there are many special monsters.

For example, Lin Xiaoyu's grandfather back then, the fake Zhuge Yun was a spiritual monster, and almost all of his abilities were inherited from Zhuge Yun, so he was very strong, so I didn't have the ability to divide him separately.

Now this monster is even more special, not only has spiritual intelligence, but also has the potential of a ghost head, so I will explain it like this. "

The fat man looked confused, and Ye Feng waved his hands impatiently:

"If you explain too much, you won't understand, so just listen to what I say.

Anyway, you need to know that this evil spirit may be very strong. "

"Oh, don't you understand it when you say that! You have to pull out so many messy words, even Zhuge Yun has pulled them out!" The fat man spread his hands and said.

Ye Feng rolled his eyes at him, and didn't speak again, but kept thinking about how to deal with such a troublesome monster.

If Ye Feng's guess is correct, then Wu Gou might have transformed the monster.

After all, the name of this place is Hook Ji Ridge.

When everyone arrived at the ancient tomb, Ye Feng, who had turned on the second-grade transfer, only felt evil.

It is daytime now, and it is unlikely that many mountain spirits will come out, and they are probably hiding in the dark and damp tomb.

Ye Feng thought for a while, if he went in now to find trouble, it would be easy to fall into the trap when the enemy was unknown, so he might as well set up a formation to kill these mountain spirits and ghosts in one fell swoop when they were active at night.

"Yang Gang, help me find some materials, I want to set up a formation." Ye Feng said, "I need cinnabar, seven-star grass, five-element flag..."

While Ye Feng was talking, Cui Can bit the potato chips, "Why bother? Why not just go in and catch ghosts!"

"So confident?" Ye Feng looked at this innocent girl with a smile, "What if there is a trap inside?"

"It can't be a trap, I feel like it's just a monster with ghost head traits!" Cui Can said nonchalantly, "I can just go down by myself, you wait for me on the top, and I will come up soon."

"Okay, you can do whatever you want, I'll meet you up there." Ye Feng said, making a gesture of invitation at the entrance of the ancient tomb.

Cui Can poured all the remaining potato chips into his mouth, then clapped his hands, carefully put away the trash, took out his whisk and walked into the ancient tomb...

(End of this chapter)