Ascension to the heavens from one person

At the same time, Zhang Huaiyi and Tian Jinzhong on the side were also dyed golden by the golden light curse from within their bodies.

Just like that, the four statuettes pushed steadily toward the west.

Along the way, the slightly troublesome weirdness was solved by Feng Quan as an assistant and Zhang Huaiyi as a striker.

After that, Tian Jinzhong was in charge of teleporting to the Chenghuang Temple after the subjugation.

Zhang Zhiwei suppressed the formation, and Zhang Zhiwei would only take action if Zhang Huaiyi could not solve it.

Unlike Yang Jian and the others who fight ghosts, Zhang Zhiwei and the others will not only subdue those strange things, but also comfort those who have not yet found their hands.

A scripture soothes the mind, and an aperture protects the body. Along the way, Zhang Zhiwei painted eight hundred apertures instead of one thousand, which is why Zhang Zhiwei didn't do much.

After all, drawing a golden circle of light requires energy consumption.

"Are you really serious Taoist priests?" Seeing Zhang Huaiyi stabbing ghost slaves in the mist, Feng Quan swallowed involuntarily.

Shouldn't Taoist priests be like Tian Jinzhong, waving his hands to draw talismans and raising his hands to invite ghosts and gods?

Is this Taoist priest who kills a ghost slave really a Taoist priest?

"You don't know something now, my junior, I am not very proficient in other methods, but I have two punches and kicks." Zhang Zhiwei squinted his eyes beside Feng Quan.

"It's called two strokes?" Feng Quan pointed to Zhang Huaiyi, who was in front of him with clean hands and feet, and said in disbelief.

Daoist, those are ghost slaves, not human beings. After being turned into ghost slaves by weirdness, they have more or less weird characteristics. Except for limited means such as gold, they can't be hurt at all.

At the same time, they also have the same characteristics as weird.

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And those squeezed laws also gathered on Li Yun's body.

As for those Weirds with ghost beasts, the result is the same, there is no way to escape, and it's not like Li Yun didn't catch Weirds when he first came.

In the [-]th hell, the infinitely small hell, it's just a different place to squeeze.

Thinking that it was due to the situation, Yang Jian and the others were unable to speak, but their eyes showed shock at their own strength.

That's it?Is this the kind of strength that caused Dachang City to fall into a crisis of destruction?

A face-to-face effort was taken away by dry?Is it such a dish?

Thinking of this, their chests throbbed, their dancing arms and their steps became more vigorous and vigorous.

On the other side, Zhang Zhiwei and others also launched a dragnet-style search.

Supplemented by Feng Quan's ghost mist ability, it diffuses in all directions, sensing the movement around it.

As for the problem that using abilities in a wide range would lead to strange recovery, after Zhang Zhiwei put one hand on Feng Quan's body, it disappeared.

At this time, Feng Quan, under the influence of Zhang Zhiwei's Golden Light Curse, was directly rendered golden.

At the same time, Zhang Huaiyi and Tian Jinzhong on the side were also dyed golden by the golden light curse from within their bodies.

Just like that, the four statuettes pushed steadily toward the west.

Along the way, the slightly troublesome weirdness was solved by Feng Quan as an assistant and Zhang Huaiyi as a striker.

After that, Tian Jinzhong was in charge of teleporting to the Chenghuang Temple after the subjugation.

Zhang Zhiwei suppressed the formation, and Zhang Zhiwei would only take action if Zhang Huaiyi could not solve it.

Unlike Yang Jian and the others who fight ghosts, Zhang Zhiwei and the others will not only subdue those strange things, but also comfort those who have not yet found their hands.

A scripture soothes the mind, and an aperture protects the body. Along the way, Zhang Zhiwei painted eight hundred apertures instead of one thousand, which is why Zhang Zhiwei didn't do much.

After all, drawing a golden circle of light requires energy consumption.

"Are you really serious Taoist priests?" Seeing Zhang Huaiyi stabbing ghost slaves in the mist, Feng Quan swallowed involuntarily.

Shouldn't Taoist priests be like Tian Jinzhong, waving his hands to draw talismans and raising his hands to invite ghosts and gods?

Is this Taoist priest who kills a ghost slave really a Taoist priest?

"You don't know something now, my junior, I am not very proficient in other methods, but I have two punches and kicks." Zhang Zhiwei squinted his eyes beside Feng Quan.

"It's called two strokes?" Feng Quan pointed to Zhang Huaiyi, who was in front of him with clean hands and feet, and said in disbelief.

Daoist, those are ghost slaves, not human beings. After being turned into ghost slaves by weirdness, they have more or less weird characteristics. Except for limited means such as gold, they can't be hurt at all.

At the same time, they also have the same characteristics as weird.

"You don't know something now, my junior, I am not very proficient in other methods, but I have two punches and kicks." Zhang Zhiwei squinted his eyes beside Feng Quan.

"It's called two strokes?" Feng Quan pointed to Zhang Huaiyi, who was in front of him with clean hands and feet, and said in disbelief.

Daoist, those are ghost slaves, not human beings. After being turned into ghost slaves by weirdness, they have more or less weird characteristics. Except for limited means such as gold, they can't be hurt at all.

At the same time, they also have the same characteristics as weird.

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Chapter 269 The Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts

Zhang Zhiwei didn't know what these strange abilities were consuming, but Zhang Zhiwei knew that what his three brothers used their abilities was consuming the qi in their bodies.

If it is exhausted, people will run out of fuel and burn out.

Fortunately, they said that the Golden Light Curse used does not consume much, and it can even be recycled.

"Senior brother, I feel that my golden light is a bit obscure." Zhang Huaiyi said in a low voice as he split the ghost slave in front of him with one hand.

He could feel that the Golden Light Curse in his body was polluted.

"Really? Then try to run the dragon and tiger, and try to slow down the frequency of the golden light." Zhang Zhiwei narrowed his eyes, and soon thought of a solution.

That is to use the method of inner alchemy to remove impurities in the golden light. In this way, not only can one's own golden light be more condensed, but in this environment, one can also understand the strange rules of this place.

The only worry is that the method of inner alchemy belongs to static work, but I don't know if the younger brother can achieve stillness in movement.

"Okay, brother." Hearing Zhang Zhiwei's voice, Zhang Huaiyi nodded, and then closed his eyes regardless of Feng Quan's shocked gaze.

"I'm the Taoist priest, you junior, are you looking for death? How dare you close your eyes and stand still in this situation." Feng Quan swallowed his saliva and said in a low voice.

In this case, if there is a slight error, there is only one way to die.

"The eyes are closed, but your eye didn't move when you saw that?" Zhang Zhiwei turned his head and smiled, pointing to Zhang Huaiyi.

Although Zhang Huaiyi closed his eyes, he didn't react in the slightest to the attacking ghost slaves.

It's just that he didn't react as quickly when his eyes were open at the beginning. At first, he relied on the golden light on his body to resist.

In the back, it was like a conditioned reflex, and Zhang Huaiyi could respond within a short distance.

"Then what's going on?" Looking at Zhang Huaiyi's appearance, Feng Quan asked in a low voice.

"Junior brother, this is supernatural." Zhang Zhiwei said with a smile.

"Tongshen? Which great god is it?" Just after coming out of the Town God's Temple, Feng Quan couldn't help but wonder if it was some great god in the underworld.

"The gods that master and disciples connect with are not the gods that they believe in and worship, but the gods in their own bodies."

"Let me tell you this, in our Taoist school, there are two gods in the body, the innate soul and the acquired consciousness."

"As soon as a person is born or before birth, he is dominated by the primordial spirit, and follows the biological instinct everywhere."

"After birth, consciousness is slowly born in the body. As time goes by, he starts to learn. Later, he can talk, think, have emotions, and fear." Zhang Zhiwei said word by word.

"We cultivators are to practice the innate self in the body and return to the original."

"When this step is completed, you will be able to ascend as a feather."

Facing Zhang Zhiwei's narration, Zhang Huaiyi's actions became more and more smooth and flowing, shuttling among ghost slaves in the slightest.

At the same time, every blow uses the least consumption to exert the greatest effect.

"Fathering and Ascension?" Hearing this, Feng Quan froze on the spot.

Are the benefits of being a Taoist priest so good?Why didn't I see Taoist priests come out to subdue demons before?

"I know what you want to ask, this world is in the evil world of five turbidities, people are not human, ghosts are not ghosts, all dharmas are not manifested, surrounded by evil spirits, maybe there have been immortals who ascended before, but now, I'm pretty sure, no."

"As for the Town God's Temple in Dachang City, he does not belong to this world, so he can naturally have strange abilities."

Zhang Zhiwei walked forward with Feng Quan and explained.

"Actually, I have also studied the origin of these aliens, but the direction of your research is a bit different. I have searched all the scriptures in the Daoist Canon."

"Among them, the most prosperous era of myths and legends was the Song Dynasty."

"As for the stories about subjugating demons in the scriptures, I think there are at least [-]% of them that can be believed."

After Zhang Zhiwei came to Tian Jinzhong's side and stood still, he continued the previous words.

"You mean that the things in those fairy tales are all true?" Feng Quan asked in disbelief.

"Why can't it be true?"

"For example, the ability of your ghost mist, people who see it imagine a little bit, isn't it a fairy flying through the clouds, or a mandrill ghost."

"Perhaps Taoist priests were established after a group of ghost masters gathered together? Then outsiders became Taoist temples, or temples for monks."

As he said that, Zhang Zhiwei looked at Feng Quan with a half-smile.

Tian Jinzhong on the side covered his face helplessly. If the master knew what he said, he would have to whip him with a leather whip.

"Is this true?" Feng Quan asked in a whisper.

"Of course it is true, otherwise, can you tell the origin of these weird things? That's what I said."

"Although there are some guesses on my part, I didn't say anything wrong. For example, when you were in the coffin, you only had half of your body."

"If someone sees it and makes assumptions, it might be a strange species in the world." Zhang Zhiwei ignored Tian Jinzhong's face and continued.

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"I always feel a little unreal. Isn't there no record of how we survived thousands of years of history?" Feng Quan muttered.

"Yes, maybe the ghost masters at that time were not called ghost masters, but wizards, mages, monks, Taoists or something?" Zhang Zhiwei said with a smile.

"Boy, did you guess these yourself, or who told you?" After Zhang Zhiwei finished speaking, a faint voice appeared in Zhang Zhiwei's ear.

Hearing this voice, Zhang Zhiwei couldn't help but stood there with his eyes fixed on his nose, his nose and his heart, and stopped talking.

Because this voice is that bad old man master in my impression.

"Come on, tell me, how do you know this." The voice sounded again, this time, it appeared directly beside Zhang Zhiwei's ear.

"Master, you are so good here." Hearing Zhang Jingxu's figure, Zhang Zhiwei said helplessly.

"Nonsense, I'm not good at how to be your master, tell me, how did you come to say that?" Zhang Jingxu said again.

Good guy, I wanted to follow behind and protect the three apprentices, but I didn't expect to hear this.

How do you organize your career?Can the perverted cultivation method of a ghost master be compared with that of a Taoist priest?

The patriarch has a spirit in the sky, why didn't a thunder from the sky take this evil obstacle away.

"Farewell, master, I came up with these things myself. After all, these strange abilities are almost nothing compared to supernatural powers." Zhang Zhiwei looked at his master and waved his hands again and again.

The old man is getting old, and he can't contradict the other party too much.

"Master, why are you here, old man? This place is not suitable for your old man to come here. Also, what is in the bag behind you?" Seeing the unfriendly eyes of his old man, Zhang Zhiwei changed the subject.

"So, as a contemporary celestial master, I can't come? Subduing demons is our profession." Zhang Jingxu narrowed his eyes and said.

Is it easy for him as an old man? He is old enough to worry about this and that.

"Yes, yes, you are the best, but there are several of us in Dachang City, so you don't have to come here in person, right?" Zhang Zhiwei said with a smile.

Due to the golden light protecting the body, Zhang Zhiwei's teeth are shining with golden light when he smiles.

Zhang Zhiwei wisely didn't ask why his master was able to enter Dachang City from a hundred miles away.

To be able to walk in this ghostly place, the strength possessed is naturally incalculable.

"You think I want to come, but it's not to protect the three of you. You can't go on the road ahead, otherwise, I'm afraid your lives will be in danger." Zhang Jingxu said in a low voice.

Feng Quan, who was on the side, had a lot of opinions about the old Taoist priest in front of him not including himself, but thinking of the four Taoist priests in front of him, he estimated that none of them could beat him, so he could only hold these words in his heart.

Although people have big fists.

"Why, Master, is the thing in front very powerful?" Zhang Zhiwei squinted his eyes and asked in a low voice.