The host of fast travel, she always rolls over

Chapter 113 The Short-Lived Heavenly Dao Pet IX (35)

Sure enough, Jing Zhao did not disappoint Jun Anzhi, and before the time came, he and the monk came back with a Taoist priest.

When the soldiers came to invite her, Jun Anzhi was using a talisman to suppress the bronze statue of the evil ghost that had been dug up.

"Keep an eye on this place, no one is allowed to come near." Jun Anzhi told Shi Qi who was standing guard at the door.

"Yes." Shi Qi is convinced of Jun Anzhi at this moment, and he doesn't have the same disapproving attitude towards her as he did at the beginning.

"My lord." Jun Anzhi was led into the account.

"Taoist." Jing Zhao narrowed his black eyes and looked at Jun Anzhi.

Different faces, and even different temperaments.

But he felt that the Taoist priest in front of him was the same person who left without saying goodbye two years ago.

Jun Anzhi ignored Jing Zhao's gaze, she glanced at the prisoner's tent, and her gaze fell on the cage in the tent, where a Taoist priest was imprisoned.

This is a little old man, very short, about 1.5 meters, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and his eyes are wandering...

"Only catch this person in that position." Jun Anzhi was a little bit disbelieving, her target was the Taoist priest 50 years ago.

"That's the person." Hui'an nodded.

I don't understand why Daoist Yuqing doesn't believe it.

Jun Anzhi shook his head.

A few days ago, she had discussed with Hui'an and they split up.

The other person is responsible for digging out the buried things under the barracks, and the other person is responsible for finding the person who controls the Soul Gathering Formation.

Because tomorrow is the full moon, a harvest day.

On the day before this, that person will definitely make preparations in advance, because the person who casts the spell cannot be too far away from the bronze statue.

Harvest the souls on this battlefield, and they will definitely show up near here the day before the full moon to prepare.

And when Jun Anzhi activates the Soul Gathering Formation at this time, that person will definitely feel it.

The monk just needs to grab that person at that moment...

"When we caught him, this guy seemed to be opening an altar, as if he was going to summon something."

The monk roughly told Jun Anzhi about the situation at that time.

"This is the flag that was found from him." Zuo Qing endured the discomfort, and took out the box that was placed aside to show Jun Anzhi.

"It's this thing." Jun Anzhi was not surprised, the short Taoist priest was indeed making an evil magic weapon such as a soul-calling banner.

There was a Buddha's light shining outside the box, which was obviously sealed by Hui'an, but the evil spirit was still so strong that it was about to turn into substance.

Jun Anzhi sighed, and said to Hui An: "Tomorrow night, Master and Pindao will save them together."

"Amitabha, goodness, goodness." Huian chanted the Buddha's name with compassion on his face, and nodded
Jun Anzhi was not surprised to be able to catch this Taoist priest. The thing buried in the barracks was a treasure.

For some orthodox Taoist priests, that thing is a hot potato, but in the eyes of those evil cultivators, this is a treasure that is once in a thousand years.

So as soon as this guy senses something buried in Dongren Barracks, he will definitely summon it back to him in a hurry.

At that time, it was the time for the monk to act.

Because it was impossible for Jun Anzhi to let him summon things away.

She had been on guard for a long time, and sealed the big pit with a magic talisman from the beginning.

This Taoist priest has limited skill, how could he successfully summon him?

"You and I are both members of the Taoist sect, I didn't expect you to serve the royal family!" The short Taoist stared at Jun Anzhi and said with hatred.

"It doesn't matter who I serve, it's just that I can't stand the vicious Taoist priests here." Jun Anzhi said calmly.

I looked at this little Taoist from head to toe again, and I really couldn't see anything special about him...

"Could it be because you are short that you want to do such a heinous thing?" Jun Anzhi slammed him with a vicious tongue, puzzled.

"Hmph! In the eyes of gods, mortals are as humble as ants. I look at them, they are the blessings of those mortals who have cultivated for several lifetimes..."

Hearing what this guy said, Jun Anzhi was no longer interested in talking about it.

With a flip of the hand, six mahogany nails appeared in the palm.

"What is this?" Shorty's face only started to look frightened at this time.

No longer as arrogant and confident as before.

"This monk is kind-hearted, but I am not. I am a person who does not taboo on meat."

Jun Anzhi smiled, flicked his fingers, and the six mahogany nails in his palm seemed to have eyes, and flew towards the short Taoist priest's several major meridians.

This peach wood nail is made of that thousand-year-old peach tree.

It is the corner left over from when Jun Anzhi used it to make a mahogany sword.

Like this former peach tree, its heart has a peach heart.

Jun Anzhi made mahogany swords out of peach hearts. Looking at the scraps at the corners, he thought it was a pity to throw them away, so he made them into mahogany nails.

This mahogany nail may be less powerful to ordinary people, but it is a great weapon to kill ghosts or demons.

Because this mahogany nail has drunk the blood of a lot of demons and ghosts in the past two years, and with the sacrifice of Jun'an, it is a disaster if it is nailed once.

"Ah!" The short Taoist priest was hit, and now he was rolling in the cage without any image, and he was no longer as calm as before.

Jun Anzhi looked at it with a wave, and the peach-wood nail flew out from the short Taoist priest's body, perhaps soaked in the blood of the demon, the color of the peach-wood nail became a little brighter again.

Looking at the effect of this weapon, Jun Anzhi nodded in satisfaction.

"You actually abolished me!" The short Taoist stared at Jun Anzhi resentfully, with that gaze, he wished to cut her into pieces!

"I won't waste you, I'm afraid this cage won't be able to trap you." Jun Anzhi smiled and put away the mahogany nails.

"Master, you should know how to deal with this kind of person?" After finishing all this, Jun Anzhi asked the monk beside him with a smile.

"This...Amitabha..." The monk looked ugly and sang the Buddha's name hesitantly.

"You hypocritical bald donkey!" Jun Anzhi no longer looked at Hui An.

When Zuo Qing heard her scolding in a low voice, he stared at the young Taoist priest with a gaping mouth.

It really damaged this person's image too much. Before that, the young Taoist priest gave him the impression of being a spotless and immortal person.

And this "bald donkey" made him somewhat dumbfounded.

"Take care of him, I'll get rid of him tonight." Jun Anzhi said to Hui An rudely.

"Amitabha..." Hui An bowed to Jun Anzhi.

Only then did Jun Anzhi look at Jing Zhao who was sitting on the side without saying a word, "My lord, I am worried about that bronze statue, so I went to look at it first..."

"Go." Jing Zhao's black eyes were dark, without any emotion in his eyes, he waved Jun Anzhi out with a steady voice.

"Master, what is the 'handling' that Daoist Priest just said?" Zuo Qing couldn't help asking Hui'an as soon as Jun'an's people left.

I don't care that there is a Taoist priest on the scene, who is the "processed" party.

When the short Taoist heard Zuo Qing's question, he snorted coldly, very confident.

Obviously, he understood very well what Jun Anzhi said just now.

"This is the tacit rule of the spiritual world. Those who commit heinous crimes will never be reincarnated." Hui An hesitated and whispered to Zuo Qing.

Such people will not be able to escape the fate of being exterminated when they reach the underworld.

The reason why we deal with them in the underworld is because we are afraid that this kind of people will make small moves on the way to the underworld and escape halfway...

(End of this chapter)