Spiritual Recovery: The Strongest Replication System

Leslie Cheung couldn't care about anything else, he turned around and rushed into the white mist.

But he is not going to die, but to escape with his last life-saving thing.

It is a jade pendant, which he has worn for many years, and it has been his amulet since he was a child.

"I can't help it." Leslie Cheung was in excruciating pain, so he could only use the jade pendant to exchange his life.

He raised his hand just now and didn't touch the jade pendant on his neck. The evil spirit rushed to him in the blink of an eye as if he had understood his thoughts. It was obvious that the front half of his arm was gone, but it still gathered together. A thick white mist came out, tightly pinching Leslie Cheung's neck.

Leslie Cheung was lifted up by the evil spirit, and both feet were vacated.

A sense of suffocation came, he originally wanted to take off the jade pendant, but now there is no way to take it off, so he can only desperately try to squeeze his hands to break up the hands made of white mist.

In vain.

Zhang Guorong's head became dizzy, and the alarm bells were ringing in his heart, but he couldn't do anything.

At this moment, a burst of golden light burst out violently from the white mist.

The moment the light appeared, Leslie Cheung felt as if there was a Buddhist voice singing in his ears, his head gradually cleared up, and he came out of the state of being anxious and helpless.

His mind was extremely clear, and he didn't feel flustered anymore. He simply stretched out his hand and tore off the jade pendant around his neck, and slammed it towards the evil spirit.

The evil spirit was howling in pain, and being confronted by Leslie Cheung again, the white mist dissipated in a hurry, and fled back quickly.

Just then, a figure stepped out of the gradually dissipating white mist.

Leslie Cheung raised his hand to cover his neck and coughed non-stop, but he didn't miss the scene in front of him.

Qin Mu held a fly whisk in his hand, his body was covered with golden Buddha light, coupled with the calm expression on his face, Leslie Cheung had the illusion for a moment that he saw a Buddha.

But how could the Buddha have long hair and wear such modern clothes.

Leslie Cheung sobered up, and his sanity returned.

"Qin Mu." His voice was a little hoarse, and he was trembling a little when he said this.

If there were passers-by at this time, they would definitely feel that Leslie Cheung was hoarse because of the white mist hand of the evil spirit, coupled with fear, the change in voice would occur.

But Leslie Cheung himself knew very well.

If he was only convinced of Qin Mu before, then now he has fully realized the height of Qin Mu and started to respect him.

Qin Mu, who seems to be just an ordinary student, has so many shocking abilities.

As they approached step by step, the whisk in Qin Mu's hand also began to exude a reassuring atmosphere.

Leslie Cheung glanced at him and resisted the urge to put his hands together.

The Buddhist chants in his ears became clearer and clearer, and Leslie Cheung couldn't help but want to chant along with him.

Wherever Qin Mu went, the white mist dissipated.

He walked to Leslie Cheung's side slowly, looked up and down, and found that Leslie Cheung was not injured except for the handprint on his neck, so he was relieved.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Mu looked up at the ferocious evil spirit.

"You've done too many wrong things, and I won't let you go." Qin Mu's voice sounded very clear, but there was a hint of distance in it.

He obviously spoke in front of his eyes, but Leslie Cheung felt that the voice seemed to come from a few meters away.

"However, if you do something wrong, you have to pay the corresponding price. This is the price you have to pay."

Qin Mu completed the complete sentence and waved the whisk in his hand.

The golden light floated out from the whisk, looking weak, but hit the evil spirit heavily.

Bursts of blue smoke rose from the evil spirit's body, and its screams also rang out.

Leslie Cheung felt relieved, and couldn't care less about maintaining his own image.

He said excitedly, with a trace of jokes, "Aren't you pretty good just now? Just a whisk, beat you to the point of howling like ghosts and wolves. It looks like you are just a paper tiger!"

The ruthless words made no sense, Qin Mu turned his head and glanced, feeling that Leslie Cheung was naive from the bottom of his heart.

Why are you so old and still doing such childish things?
The evil spirit seemed to have understood Leslie Cheung's taunt, and black air burst out from his body, but the black air did not attack the two of them, but floated behind the evil spirit.

But in the blink of an eye, the black air disappeared, and I don't know where it went.

Qin Mu frowned, his intuition told him that this black air would not be a good thing, and it might bring him big troubles.

"Forget it, let's make a quick decision." Qin Mu murmured to himself in a low voice, and the whisk waved again.

This time, before the golden light got close to the evil spirit, another one appeared from nowhere, it seemed to be made of a child by its stature, and it resolutely blocked the golden light.

Then there was a shrill scream, which was scattered by the golden light.

Leslie Cheung didn't expect the whisk to be so powerful. He thought he could injure the evil spirits a little bit, and finally restrained them with a spell.

The result is that the evil spirit disappears when touched.

"This is too powerful..." Leslie Cheung couldn't help opening his mouth, and then felt that his dignity had completely disappeared.

His life in the past few decades is not as good as that of a brat.

Leslie Cheung had a thousand thoughts in his mind, but Qin Mu didn't care at all. He looked at the evil spirit in front of him and had a bad premonition in his heart.

This evil spirit is really different, it seems to have the ability to order other evil spirits, and even make other evil spirits die for him.

Is this something an ordinary evil spirit can do?Obviously not.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Mu suppressed his emotions, and whispered to Leslie Cheung, "What did this evil spirit do before I came?"

Leslie Cheung didn't dare to be negligent, and quickly explained the ins and outs of the matter in concise language, which took only a few minutes.

However, Qin Mu's expression became worse the more he listened.

Just as he was thinking about the origin and cause of this evil spirit, there were a few more shrill screams.

Qin Mu raised his head upon hearing the sound, only to see the evil spirit forcefully swallowing the weaker evil spirit.

Following its movements, the white mist became thicker, and it even approached Qin Mu and Leslie Cheung without fear of death.

Leslie Cheung was also surprised, he was stunned for a few seconds, and hurriedly asked Qin Mu: "Is this evil spirit increasing his own strength?"

"Well, it looks like it is." Qin Mu replied calmly.

The evil spirit and him looked at each other from a distance, and neither of them made a move for a while.

Qin Mu knew that the evil spirit was observing him, trying to see if he had the strength to fight it.

Maybe Leslie Cheung deliberately pretended to give it a reminder before, this evil spirit quietly looked at Qin Mu, with maggots constantly crawling out of the empty eye sockets.