With such divine power, among a group of Guojin gods whose mana is less than [-], it should not be too conspicuous.

It's easy to find out.

As soon as he thought of the issue related to divine power, Bai Mujun suddenly thought of another thing.

Speaking of which, I don't know how much divine power Master Shenming has.

If Lord Shenming is really the eloquent genius

Then the total amount of divine power it possesses should be very huge!

After all, he is Tsukiyomi's playmate from childhood to adulthood.

Even if it is amnesia, it will not affect the total amount of divine power.

What's more, after the special practice of reading fate on a monthly basis, he should have recovered a lot.

Thinking of this, Bai Mujun couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Because the ordinary performance of the gods is not outstanding.

Controlling so much divine power at once, can the divine body bear it?

He decides right away.

After going back, I have to take some time to give the god a serious examination of the divine body.

If there is any hidden danger, it must be eliminated in time.

Because now, he has successfully blessed the seventh Fahai.

Seventh Fahai's boundary-breaking properties should also be effective for symptoms such as amnesia.

It's all repairs after all.

It's just memory fragments one by one, and it must be very troublesome to put them together again.

But Bai Mujun is not the kind of person who is afraid of trouble.

Because before, the gods had worked tirelessly to help him check his body for three years.

As a priest, in serving the gods, the most important thing is to be grateful.

It's time, it's his turn to repay the favor.

Thinking of this, he raised his hand.

Palm together and swipe forward.

Under the astonished eyes of several people, a thick crack exuding a silver light quietly appeared, and then opened to both sides, forming a passage like a door.

"The Red Leaf Demon, Susanoo, we should go."

Bai Mujun smiled and looked at the two of them.

Didn't you mean to leave through the Kingdom of God?

What new skill is this?

Susanoo and the ghost girl Momiji were stunned one after another.

But he immediately came back to his senses and hurried to Bai Mujun's side.

After all, they didn't want to stay longer in Huangquan.

"That Izanami is beautiful, I bid farewell."

Bai Mujun bowed slightly.

Under Izanami's dull gaze, he turned around and stepped into the crack.

Taito District, Leiming Temple.

The night is like ink, and the night wind is like a knife.

After rigorous examination and confirmation that the Yin Qi had completely dissipated, the personnel from all parties withdrew from the Leiming Temple one after another.

Only a few emergency personnel were left nearby in case they were needed.

Under the bleak moonlight, the old abbot in brown monk clothes stepped on the cracked bluestone brick with one foot, and slowly raised his head.

Looking at the Buddhist hall that was once again in ruins in front of him, he was silent.

However, not because of sadness.

After all, within one month, Lei Ming Temple experienced three times of such damage.

Already a little numb.

Its speed was so fast that even the old abbot had an illusion in his heart.

How about not repairing it?

Anyway, it will collapse soon

But the old abbot just thought about it.

Because this time, Bai Mujun contacted the sixth class of supernatural beings in advance.

The loss caused today will be fully borne by the Metropolitan Police Department.

Is there any reason not to build temples with public funds?

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Just as the old abbot was thinking about what material to use for the mountain gate, there was a sudden sound of quiet footsteps behind him.

The old abbot was slightly taken aback.

But he still straightened his body, looking at the Buddhist hall in a state of contemplation, without turning his head to see who it was.

However, it is not necessary.

Because he has clairvoyance, he can see even with his back on his back.

The footsteps stopped not far behind the old abbot.

Grandma Qiandai's voice came along with the cold wind.

There was a hint of accusation in the voice.

It seems that there is a lot of dissatisfaction with the old abbot.

"Abbot Xinzhi, long time no see."

"Master Qiandai." The old abbot sighed slightly, but didn't say much.

Grandma Chiyo was taken aback.

Aware of the bitterness in the other person's words.

Looking at the Leiming Temple in front of her that was in ruins, she suddenly understood the reason.

If the temple suffers such a disaster, the other party must feel very uncomfortable.

No wonder

If the Kanda Shrine had become like this, she would also be very painful in her heart.

Thinking of this, Grandma Chiyo's face softened a bit.

She then walked to the side of the old abbot and stared side by side at the ruins in front of her.

After a long time, he spoke again.

Only this time, the tone was softer.

she said calmly.

"The last time we met was ten years ago."

"Yeah, ten years have passed in a blink of an eye." The old abbot also felt a little emotional when recalled by these words, "The scene at that time was exactly the same as it is now."

"Perhaps this is also a kind of fate."

That's right.

The last time the old abbot saw Granny Qiandai was ten years ago when the Zhige ghost destroyed Leiming Temple.

At that time, Chiyo Aya, as the priest of Kanda Shrine, was the first group to come to support.

However, when the other party arrived, the ghost of Zhige had disappeared without a trace.

All that was left was Leiming Temple, which was full of corpses and filled with the smell of scorching.

Among them, there are both believers who come to worship and monks in the temple.

And the abbot who was covered in blood, knelt down and wept bitterly in Leiming Temple.

"Fate?" Grandma Chiyo repeated softly.

"In the heart of the straight-hearted abbot, doesn't he regret the fate of the year?"

"My heart has already turned to the Buddha, so how can I tolerate other things." The old abbot sighed, "Depending on the rising and falling, everything has become empty, and the old monk has already let go."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old abbot suddenly noticed a cold murderous aura rising from his side.

what happened?

Through Tianyantong, the old abbot instantly found the source of the murderous intent.

It originated from the extremely gloomy face of Grandma Chiyo.

Startled, he asked subconsciously.

"Lord Chidai, what's wrong with you?"

"You still dare to ask me what's wrong?" Chiyo granny flicked her long sleeves, and asked gnashing her teeth, "Hane Chuanshi, could it be that what you said back then were all lies?"

"What?" The old abbot was slightly taken aback.

"What did you say? When you saved me back then, you clearly said that you made a great wish before the Buddha." Grandma Qiandai was slightly angry.

"Only after you get rid of a thousand ghosts can you start a family and start a business!"

"Could it be that after so many years, you haven't saved enough?"

"Or is it just an excuse used to prevaricate me at that time?"

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