Abandoned Master's Cultivation

"I wipe it, and the bald donkey practiced." Zheng Shao said with a smile.

Cao Liren turned his head and swept him with cold eyes.

However, Zheng shaogen didn't pee at him. In order to get some sponsorship, Cao Liren was scolded by Zheng Shao's father as if he were an old dog, which was embarrassing and obvious.

Cao Liren didn't dare to say too much about Zheng Shao. After all, he had to consider his future work and life.

"Brother Chen, what kind of martial arts do you think this is?" Mi Xinghe whispered.

Before the Dharma platform, the big monk moved slowly and quickly, and slowed down quickly. One move seems gentle, but it actually contains great power.

Jiang Wuchen had never seen this set of martial arts, and smiled: "I'm afraid it's a monk's warm-up movement. He at least used his strength without internal strength."

Internal strength?

Cao Liren accurately captured a sensitive word, turned his head and looked at Jiang Wuchen, thinking to himself, is Jiang Wuchen still a martial artist?

Very likely, otherwise, how can it be my opponent?

In just a few minutes, master Haiyuan in front of the Dharma platform stopped and looked panting. Fine sweat had been seen on his forehead and nose.

He took off his coat and revealed the grey cloth monk's clothes inside. Then he praised the girdle again. He looked around for a week, picked up a handful of yellow paper again, shook his hands and threw it into the air. The yellow paper was lit one after another.

Flames flickered and it was very lively.

Then master Haiyuan folded his hands and recited some truths that Jiang Wuchen didn't understand. He reached into his girdle and touched a black seven petaled flower with black light.

After this black seven petal flower was taken out, Jiang Wuchen instantly felt a touch of light soul force, "huh?" then his eyes narrowed.

Master Haiyuan smoked and roasted the white on a candle.

"What's the smell? It's delicious." Zheng Shao's nose stirred twice.

This fragrance from the black flowers filled the air, and Jiang Wuchen, Cao Liren, MI Xinghe and so on smelled it.

"Youming seven petals of incense!" Jiang Wuchen blurted out.

He was familiar with the taste, which made him feel a little unbelievable. This kind of flower is very common in the underworld, but it is extremely rare in the world. It usually only grows in places with strong Yin Qi, which is very demanding for the growth environment.

I didn't expect the big monk to have such goods in his hand.

At this moment, Jiang Wuchen seems to understand that the big monk is not simply playing tricks and fraud. He really has some means.

I'm afraid he wants to use the soul power of the seven petals to attract some lonely souls!

The souls scattered in the world need extremely strong soul power to support the soul body, but the soul power in the world is very scarce, which is why there is usually a soul in the extreme Yin.

Because there is soul power there.

Ghosts, demons and ghosts usually need soul power! These seven petals are actually used to summon souls or attract monsters.

The smell of seven petal incense is very strange. Which fragrance spreads quickly in the air after heating. In the twinkling of an eye, it can spread ten miles or even hundreds of miles!

The soul or monster's sensitivity to this fragrance is just like the shark's sensitivity to blood.

"Something!" Jiang Wuchen's eyes were cold, and he immediately noticed that there was a ditch in the east of the school. The water sources inside were smelly, and the waste water of the school was also discharged into the ditch.

A soul with very weak soul power is floating out of the ditch and flying this way.

"What?" Cao Liren was immediately afraid and felt ashamed. He was worried about another Yu Sasha.

Jiang Wuchen looked into the distance, and Cao Liren, MI Xinghe and Zheng Shao also looked into the distance with Jiang Wuchen's eyes.

Before the Dharma platform, master Haiyuan had sat down. The Dharma platform just blocked him. The black seven petal incense on the table was very eye-catching.

"Coming..." Jiang Wuchen said.

But in front of the Dharma platform, there is a slender shadow that distorts the air. The shadow is transparent and can't be seen at all, but with his floating, the surrounding environment can change significantly.

"Er, er, hungry..." Cao Liren's hair stood up and his teeth began to tremble.

"What is this?" Zheng Shao became excited. "I'm curious. I haven't seen it before."

"Unconscious soul." Jiang Wuchen disagrees.

This kind of soul belongs to the lowest level of existence, not even the soul. Like Paramecium, it has only a simple stress or tendency.

The soul was attracted by the seven petal flower and flew over.

It seems that the great monk caught many so-called "ghosts" in this way.

They can see something in this direction, but the girls upstairs can't see through the window.

With his eyes closed, master Haiyuan suddenly opened his eyes, reached into his girdle and grabbed a handful of white flour. His body immediately jumped up, "where's the evil, show up quickly!" while talking, his body somersaulted forward, flew over the Dharma platform and sprinkled the flour in his hands.

This handful of flour is sprinkled on the soul, and the big shadow of the soul is more prominent.

However, it is obvious that the soul is not aggressive and still floats to the Dharma platform. The seven petaled flower is his ultimate goal.

The big monk took out a small black bell from his girdle. The bell shook and made a clear sound. The soul still had no response.

Jiang Wuchen smiled. The bell is just a prop and has no effect.

The big monk's deadly move appeared, gathered his internal strength and smashed the soul from behind.

Boom!

The powerful internal strength immediately destroyed the soul that didn't even know how to dodge. The soul itself has been very weak. Let alone using internal strength, even ordinary people can easily break it with a fist.

The soul is shrouded in flour. Under the internal force's critical attack, the flour is torn apart and looks very powerful.

The monk put his hands together. "Amitabha, I hope you can be a new man after your reincarnation. Don't hurt the innocent."

Jiang Wuchen couldn't help laughing.

This was a very serious and perfect Dharma. Jiang Wuchen's laughter immediately made the big monk frown.

Zheng Shao and Mi Xing River nearby looked at each other. The great monk did a great job. They couldn't see any flaws.

Cao Liren was even more angry. He looked back at Jiang Wuchen and didn't dare to say ugly words. He just whispered, "don't laugh, don't laugh."

Jiang Wuchen smiled more fiercely, "do you still want others to reincarnate? Your soul has been scattered by you, turn a hair?"

The big monk frowned and became vigilant. He looked at Jiang Wuchen from a distance and said in his heart, is this guy a colleague?

At this moment, it was calm and there was no danger. Cao Liren hurriedly ran over and said, "master, don't be wise to him. The ghost was caught just now?"

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I updated this chapter regularly in advance. Today is a special day. Lao long needs to go to the hospital for a minor operation... I hope everything goes well.