The host of fast travel, she always rolls over

Chapter 114 The short-lived darling of heaven (36)

"This..." Zuo Qing glanced at the short Taoist priest in the cage.

In his eyes, this Taoist priest must die, is it different from what the monk said?

"Benefactor, you don't know something. If you kill a person like this Taoist priest, his soul will never die.

He may find another host and continue to do evil in the world..."

Although Taoism and Buddhism are two different sects, they both believe that the soul has the possibility of reincarnation.

What Jun Anzhi said was to kill the Taoist priest, and then suppress even the soul, preventing it from having the opportunity to continue doing evil in the world.

I'm afraid there is no hope for the next life.

Zuo Qing was skeptical after listening to Hui'an's popular science.

Although he followed the prince to arrest people today, this master also saw that this guy was doing the altar.

But he didn't know what he was doing at all, and he didn't see half a ghost.

To put it bluntly, he has never encountered any supernatural events since he grew up.

So he didn't believe in the existence of ghost souls in this world at all.

Zuo Qing somewhat scoffed at His Majesty's fanatical pursuit of those vain things.

Up to now, he thought it was Taoist priests who were pretending to be ghosts.

If Jun Anzhi knew that Zuo Qing thought so, he would definitely remind him of the magic dragon he encountered on the way to Anzhou last time.

"Then why did you hesitate, Master?" Zuo Qing asked bluntly.

Jing Zhao, who was on the side, gave him a look of inexplicable meaning.

"The monks are merciful, the poor monk..." Hui'an showed a miserable expression.

Zuo Qing: ... No wonder the priest called you a hypocrite.

At this moment, he felt that this bald donkey... No, the master is a bit hypocritical.

Knowing that this kind of monster can't be killed, special measures must be taken, but he is still hesitating here.

Worry about causality.

Look how domineering the Taoist priest is!Kill as you say, without blinking an eye!
Now, Zuo Qing's favor for Jun Anzhi didn't rise a little bit, but straight up.

"Yao Dao, did you hear that? You will be dealt with tomorrow night." Zuo Qing mockingly looked at Yao Dao who was locked in the cage.

"Hmm!" The short Taoist grinned, "You want to kill me just because of you?"

Although his cultivation was abolished by the ruthless Taoist priest, it was still too early to kill him.

"I'll find out if I can kill you tomorrow night..." Jing Zhao said calmly, turned around and left.

Jun Anzhi returned to the tent where the bronze statue was sealed, and drew a few talismans with his spiritual power to strengthen the seal of the bronze statue.

Because this thing was so evil that even she couldn't look directly at it for a long time.

purify it?Not too possible……

But it is always a disaster to keep this thing in Yangjian, how can we get this thing out?
Jun Anzhi frowned, staying by her side, she definitely wouldn't do it.

Who knows if this thing will attack her when she is weak one day?

……

Fifteen, full moon.

Jun Anzhi and Hui An set up a Dharma altar in the middle of the Soul Gathering Formation as soon as it got dark.

Jun Anzhi didn't break the formation yesterday, because she wanted to get rid of the tens of thousands of trapped souls.

These are all fighting spirits. If they are used by some people again, they will not be so lucky to be discovered by themselves as they have recently.

So Jun Anzhi and Hui An unanimously decided to send all these souls to the underworld.

"My lord, are these two reliable?" Zuo Qing stood beside Jing Zhao today and ate quietly.

The priest and the monk agreed that there are tens of thousands of souls in this station, all of which are dead undead warriors.

But when he looked up, he saw the pitch-black sky and the full moon that had just climbed up the branches, but he didn't even see a ghost.

Where are the tens of thousands of souls?

If it wasn't for the lord standing here serious and watching, Zuo Qing almost thought that the Taoist priest and the monk joined hands to fool people.

"Quiet." Jing Zhao said in a low voice.

Because he saw that the young Taoist priest had already started.

Jun Anzhi was sitting on the ground, and at the beginning she silently commanded the soul-crossing formula, patiently exercising it.

But seeing the dead souls wandering in the sky, she frowned.

This effect is too bad. If we are to transcend one by two like this, it will take until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse?
Looking at Hui'an again, this monk was much more patient than her.

Even sitting there knocking on the wooden fish, with the unique Buddha light of Buddhist disciples on his body, it seems that he really has the appearance of saving all sentient beings.

But Jun Anzhi lost his patience, "The ghosts all over the sky are the work of ghosts, why should I save them? It's like a dog biting a mouse..."

As she said that, she pulled out the mahogany sword and threw it to the sky, and the whole sword was suspended in the air.

"What does this priest want to do?" Zuo Qing looked at the floating wooden sword and was startled.

Soon he saw a scene that he would never forget.

I saw the Taoist priest kept making strange handprints on the spot, chanting words in his mouth, as if he was saying some kind of spell.

"open!"

With one movement of the long hand, the wooden sword suspended in the air flew into his hand.

With a wave of his hand, he directly cut through the space...

"My God!"

Zuo Qing opened his mouth wide, watching the empty air in front of Jun An was startled by a black "door".

"Qiangqiang..."

What was even more frightening was the sound of iron chains coming out of the darkened door.

Like an iron chain being dragged by someone, it will gradually reach the door from far to near.

"Plop, plop..." Hearing the strange sound of the iron chain, Zuo Qing felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat. It was a kind of inexplicable fear and uneasiness...

"Sure!" After Jun Anzhi opened the mysterious door, he looked back at Zuo Qing and Jing Zhao, both of whom had strange expressions.

Without even thinking about it, he directly threw two talismans to them, to freeze their unsteady souls when they heard the sound of the iron chain.

"Clang clang..."

The sound of the iron chain was approaching, and a black mist blew up in the darkened door.

When everyone present saw clearly again, two figures appeared at the mysterious doorway when the black mist cleared.

Zuo Qing felt scared for the first time, he unconsciously leaned towards Jing Zhao.

Jing Zhao's face was calm, as if he was used to the weird situation in front of him.

Of course, Jun Anzhi didn't pay attention to the expressions of the two people behind him.

She looked through the door and found the two "people."

"Two big brothers!" Jun An took a step forward and bowed slightly as a greeting.

"Master?"

One is black and the other is white, and both of them are wearing tall hats. They should be familiar to the celestial masters who have dealt with the underworld. They are black and white impermanence, the legendary judges of the underworld.

The person in white, Bai Wuchang smiled and said hello to Jun Anzhi.

"I don't know why the Celestial Master opened the gate of the underworld?" The man in white was a little fat, and he smiled kindly.

"Look up at the sky." Jun Anzhi didn't care if he really didn't see it, and pointed to the souls floating in the sky, motioning them to look up.

"This... is the celestial master going to save them? This is a great merit!" The man in white continued to pretend to be stupid.

(End of this chapter)