Refining Demons to Become a Taoist: Refining 108,000 Insects at the Beginning.

Chapter 42: Ghost Enters the Temple and Wants to Become a God

Chen Ming left the village and walked slowly. He was not in a hurry to attack the Caiyi Sect to seek revenge.

It has been hundreds of years since the colorful fairy reached the state of concentration. Normally, relying on the reputation of the Biyun Palace, everyone gives her some face.

All they know is that her magical power transformed into that colorful phoenix, and the outside cultivators don't know the rest of her details.

No one knows whether the colorful fairy has secretly cultivated any powerful skills.

Before he knew it, Chen Ming arrived at the foot of a city.

Looking up, I saw the three words "Jinyang City" hanging high above the top of the city.

Chen Ming felt something in his heart, and after counting on his fingers, he found out that this city had been related to him in the past.

It turns out that the city of Jinyang worships the God of Golden Light.

Later, when the God of Golden Light passed away, it was Chen Ming who sent back the souls of the believers mixed in the incense, so that the Jinyang City did not become a soulless city.

After entering the city, Chen Ming walked around and took a look, feeling a little bit of the worldly life, which was a unique experience.

Suddenly, four people in black came slowly, carrying a sedan chair.

That sedan chair is not ordinary.

On the four corners of the sedan chair, there was a black bell hanging, which made sounds automatically without wind.

The four men carrying the sedan, dressed in black, just walked without looking in the direction.

In front, behind, and around them, there were a dozen mortals with weapons, clearing the way.

One of them, holding a knife, pointed in the direction of Chen Ming and shouted, "Get out of my way!"

The place where Chen Ming was located was originally a narrow street with several stalls.

After that man shouted, the crowd dispersed.

Only Chen Ming was left, carefully picking out items at a stall selling small gadgets.

"Get out of the way! This is a spirit that the city lord has invited into the city. If we disturb the spirit, no one will be held responsible!"

The man with the knife had been walking around Jingjianghu for many years and had a fierce aura. Seeing that Chen Ming was unmoved, he raised his knife and moved forward, ready to kill him if they disagreed.

Chen Ming looked up and with just a glance, the knife in the man's hand fell to the ground and he stood there unable to move.

With a sweep of his divine sense, Chen Ming said with a smile: "I thought it was some god entering the city, with such a big battle, it turns out to be you, the old crow blowing the wind!"

Chen Ming's words had just fallen.

The four men in black who were carrying the sedan chair transformed into a gust of soul-stirring wind and drilled into the sedan chair.

"Qua~"

With the cry of a crow, the sedan chair fell to the ground, and a figure flew out of it, holding a bone staff in his hand, and appeared in front of Chen Ming.

"It is indeed Fellow Daoist Wuhun!" Chen Ming said with a smile.

When the spirits in the vast mountains were in turmoil, the Soul-Catching Cave where Wu Hun was located was also affected, so he left the mountain and looked for another way out.

But they settled down in a dilapidated temple outside Jinyang City.

In that dilapidated temple, the black soul, by chance, saved the mortals from difficulties several times, and that dilapidated temple actually became popular.

Wu Hun discovered that he was a ghost cultivator. After receiving incense, his practice improved rapidly and he became more diligent in appearing in spirits.

It just so happened that after the death of Lord Jin Guang, there was no cultivator occupying the Jinyang City, so Wu Hun filled the gap.

Gradually, his reputation spread and he gained the faith of the people in Jinyang City.

The Lord of Jinyang City even built an "Old Crow Temple" in the city to worship the crow souls. Today is the day to invite the gods into the temple.

Unexpectedly, I met Chen Ming on the way.

When Wuhun saw Chen Ming, he thought that Chen Ming was also like him, coming out of the vast mountains to find another way out. However, he did not dare to be arrogant, and asked, "Hello, fellow Taoist, why don't you see Senior Situ?"

Chen Ming smiled and said, "You old crow, you still remember her promise!"

"Unfortunately, Fellow Daoist Situ has already gone to the sea with the Wanfa Sect and will not be back for a while."

Wu Hun smacked his lips and said, "It's okay, it's okay, as long as Senior Situ still remembers it!"

Although he said this, Wu Hun felt bitter in his heart. Situ Yuelan had left with the Wanfa Sect. Now, he didn't get the treasure, and he was afraid that his favor would also be in vain.

Wuhun was a little depressed, but he still remembered his important event and said, "Today is the day I enter the temple to become a god. If you are free, you can come and watch the ceremony!"

"The time is almost up. Once I have established a solid foundation, I will reminisce with my fellow Taoists!"

After saying that, the black soul bowed towards Chen Ming and transformed into a soul-catching wind, which swept up the sedan chair and the people who had cleared the way for him, and disappeared without a trace.

The newly built "Lao Ya Temple" is located in the center of Jinyang City.

"That old crow is from Cangmang Mountain, and now he wants to establish himself in the city. Since I have seen him and he has invited me, I will go and see what is going on!"

Chen Ming paused and was about to go to the Old Crow Temple, but suddenly he sensed a familiar breath outside Jinyang City.

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Outside Jinyang City, Master Heyuan of the Lotus Temple, with a few disciples, looked at the city from afar.

"A demonic ghost cultivator dares to enter the temple to practice openly!"

"This world is really going badly!"

Master Heyuan said indignantly that he was also at the visualization realm, but was excluded and could not practice in the temple. He had to come out and find another place, and he felt resentful in his heart.

"Master, why don't we take advantage of the time when the old crow enters the temple to reveal his true identity, let the people in the city see it clearly, and then convert him with Buddhist teachings and turn the temple into a Buddhist temple, and all the incense in the city will be in our pockets!"

A clever disciple behind him spoke out Master Heyuan's intention as soon as he opened his mouth.

Master Heyuan was very excited, but shook his head and said, "After your ancestor Jie Ding passed away in Cangmang Mountain, our branch was ostracized in Lianhua Temple.

Now, we have the opportunity to build a branch temple here, all relying on the Blue Lotus Monk.

Without the order from the Blue Lotus Monk, we must not act rashly!"

Although Master Heyuan was moved, he was still able to control himself and suppress the thoughts in his heart.

Master Heyuan and several of his disciples hid themselves outside the city, waiting for orders from the Blue Lotus Monk.

Suddenly, Buddha's light flashed in Master Heyuan's eyes, and he saw a man walking slowly out of the city.

There was a faint smoke floating in the Taoist's hand, and there seemed to be a white jar in the mist.

There was a faint red light flashing, but it was not clear. Behind him there was a faint five-colored light flowing, and he had an extraordinary demeanor.

When Master Heyuan saw the Taoist walking towards him and his companions, he put his hands together, chanted a Buddhist name, and said, "Where does this Taoist come from?"

Chen Ming didn't even look at Master He Yuan, and said calmly: "These Buddhist disciples have impure thoughts and mixed Buddha's light. Why don't they come under my seat and turn Buddha into demon!"

Master Heyuan and his disciples were shocked when they heard this, and they all used their magical powers to become alert.

The white bone magic jar in Chen Ming's hand suddenly spewed out smoke, and the smoke was filled with densely packed poisonous insects.

"Retreat quickly, he is in the state of concentration!"

Master He Yuan sensed the aura emanating from Chen Ming, shouted loudly, and quickly retreated with several disciples.

A scent of sandalwood suddenly appeared, followed by a bright yellow Buddha light that blocked the poisonous insects.

The Blue Lotus Monk revealed his true form and asked, "My fellow Taoist, why did you hurt my Lotus Temple disciples for no reason?"

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