Chapter 32: Golden Buddha to Suppress Ghosts, Sea of Fire to Forge Swords These ghosts controlled by resentment did not have much intelligence, but even so, they seemed to feel a sense of humiliation from Zhang Jiuyang's expression and words. In an instant, the accumulated resentment completely erupted. boom! The talismans in the house began to ignite into flames, becoming extremely hot and the temperature rose rapidly. There was a hint of surprise in Zhang Jiuyang's eyes. Ghosts were really bizarre. These evil spirits who died in the fire actually had the ability to set fires. "Help, help!" Butler Zhou suddenly shouted with a look of panic, it turned out that his clothes were also on fire. What was even more bizarre was that the flames could not be extinguished no matter how hard they tried. When they were about to burn Butler Zhou, Zhang Jiuyang snorted coldly and said, "A-Li." "Here we go!" The next moment, Ah Li floated out of the Yin doll and turned into a gust of cold wind that blew on Butler Zhou. Under the impact of the thick Yin energy, the stubborn flame was finally extinguished.
"court death!" A fierce ghost roared, flames coming out of its body, and rushed towards Ali with murderous intent in its eyes. Those who were burned to death by the flames suffered tremendous torture, were filled with resentment, and looked very crazy. However, just as she was about to pounce on Ali, she heard the sound of a sword clanging, clear and loud, like the sound of metal and stone. The sword flashed by in a flash, like a fleeting shadow. The ghost with flames all over its body let out a scream, and its body was nailed deeply into the wall by a sword. The golden sword tassel was fluttering, and no matter how it struggled, it could not be shaken. The Taiyue Sword was a famous sword of the time, extremely sharp. Coupled with Zhang Jiuyang's amazing physique after his blood transfusion and marrow washing, he was able to strike the sword in mid-air and penetrate several inches into the stone. The ancient sword had a murderous aura, which made the evil ghost scream and howl in pain, and the flames and black smoke on its body gradually extinguished. Other evil spirits wanted to rescue, but were blocked by Zhang Jiuyang. He made the ghost-killing seal with his hands and chanted a spell. "The sky is round and the earth is square, and people escape in nine chapters. Azure dragon helps, white tiger helps. Kill the evil ghosts first, then get rid of the evil..." As his voice rang out, the magic power in his body surged like a river, his Taoist robe fluttered, his long hair moved without wind, and an invisible edge brewed around him, forcing the ghosts to retreat again and again. Just hearing Zhong Kui's ghost-killing curse made them tremble with fear, as if they were born to be defeated by it. This is also the reason why Zhang Jiuyang dared to take care of this matter. With the inheritance of Zhong Kui, the ghost-catching god, he can often achieve twice the result with half the effort when dealing with ghosts. Innate incompatibility, this is his biggest advantage! But at this moment, Mr. Zhou, who had been quiet all the time, suddenly smashed the bronze mirror, then picked up a sharp lens and pointed it at his throat. Blood oozed out slowly, but he seemed to feel no pain at all. Instead, he smiled foolishly. "Smelly Taoist, stop it now!" "Otherwise we'll kill him right away!"
"Get out of here!" The ghosts were frightened because they found that the young Taoist priest in front of them had extraordinary skills, so they took Master Zhou as a hostage. Looking at the blood on Mr. Zhou's neck, Zhang Jiuyang frowned slightly. A bit restrained. "Hahaha, Butler Zhou, it seems that the expert you found is just so-so!" Just when the situation reached a stalemate, a heroic laugh suddenly rang out, as loud as a bell, echoing in all directions. "Amitabha, let the Buddha take action to subdue them!" The next moment, a burly monk in a yellow robe and a big beard walked into the room, holding a small golden Buddha about one foot tall in his hand. "Little Taoist priest, watch out for the Buddha's methods!" He laughed loudly and chanted scriptures. In an instant, the golden Buddha in his hand burst into light, illuminating the entire room. When the ghosts were illuminated by the golden light, they wailed incessantly and their souls seemed to be melting. Caught off guard, even Ali was illuminated by the golden light, her pink face was burned red, and she quickly hid in the Yin doll. "Brother Jiu, that golden Buddha is really scary!" Zhang Jiuyang stared at the evil spirits that were exposed to the Buddha's light and gradually melted away. Then he looked at the Buddha statue that was constantly emitting golden light. He already had a vague guess about the monk's identity. Another thing that surprised him was that when he saw this golden Buddha, he seemed to feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity in his heart. It seems like I've seen it somewhere. Steward Zhou stepped forward and whispered, "Master Zhang, this is Monk Nengren from the Jinshen Temple." Zhang Jiuyang sneered in his heart. This person came at this time, perhaps because he was worried that he would steal his business. But he was not in a hurry, because Ah Li's voice rang in his ears. "Brother Jiu, this monk's golden Buddha is powerful, but he underestimates those evil spirits. They are very fierce~" Ali has the ability to predict, and it's not nonsense. Just when the monk was confident, the ghosts that were almost melted by the golden light gradually gathered together and turned into a monster more than ten feet tall with countless heads. The evil spirit was raging, they let out terrifying roars, and sparks kept coming out of their bodies. “It hurts so much!” "Why are you burning us to death?" "Mom, I feel so bad!" "So hot, so hot!" ……
Monk Nengren's face changed instantly, as he saw the horrible ghost walking towards him step by step with the Buddha's light. With every step, a huge charred footprint appeared on the ground. "Oh no, they can actually merge together?" Except for the evil ghost that was nailed to death by the Taiyue Sword, a total of thirty evil ghosts combined together to become a horrible and twisted monster. They roared, were in pain, and were angry. boom! Suddenly a huge fire broke out all around them. Zhang Jiuyang and the others saw something changing before their eyes, and they found themselves in a sea of fire, with the houses above their heads collapsing. "Master, what should we do?" In the sea of fire, a group of people huddled together, feeling terrified and helpless. Zhang Jiuyang's eyes were startled when he saw the man called the master. He had a handsome face, elegant temperament, and looked to be in his forties. Lu Yaoxing! In an instant, Zhang Jiuyang understood the ghosts' plan. They wanted him and others to experience the pain of being burned by fire. These are what happened to them before they died! In the sea of fire, Lu Yaoxing hugged his one-month-old son tightly and shouted, "It's ok if you want to kill me, but why do you have to cut off the bloodline of my Lu family!" "I only have this one son, let him go!!" He knelt on the ground and kowtowed, with blood flowing from his forehead. "I beg you, please let my son live!" However, no miracle happened. The fire spread and eventually engulfed all 32 members of the Lu family, including the son in Lu Yaoxing's arms. …… "Little Taoist priest, stop looking at me. If you have any other tricks, use them now!" Monk Nengren's face was covered in sweat, and the golden Buddha in his hand was shining, barely blocking the sea of fire that was spreading all around. "They want to burn us to death here!" "Besides, this flame is strange and both real and illusory. I'm afraid there won't be much noise in reality. If we don't find a solution, when others find us, they will only see a few charred corpses!" The golden Buddha in his hand became hotter and hotter, and even began to drip golden liquid. Just now he used Buddha's light to melt the evil ghost, and now the ghost is using fire to burn the golden Buddha, tooth for tooth. It can be said to be cruel and brutal. "Master Zhang, help, help!" Butler Zhou also pleaded, trembling. Zhang Jiuyang said calmly: "Don't worry, it will be soon." As soon as he finished speaking, Ah Li's voice sounded, and it seemed that she was struggling. "Ninth brother... take the sword!" I saw a precious sword passing through the sea of fire, swaying and flying in front of Zhang Jiuyang, and being held in his palm. The white jade inlaid on the hilt was very extraordinary. Not only did it not feel hot at all, but it also gave off a cool feeling. Ali was breathing heavily. It was really tiring to take the sword from the air. "Master Nengren, please hold on for a little longer."
Zhang Jiuyang held the sword in front of him, and the bright sword light illuminated his eyes. "Little Taoist priest, what are you going to do? Are you sure?" Zhang Jiuyang's eyes were sharp and he uttered two words quietly. "Sword refining." …… ps: My fellow Taoists, I have now rushed to the seventh place on the new book list, but the pursuers behind are very fierce. Now I am either advancing or retreating. I hope my fellow Taoists will continue to lend a helping hand to me, and we can try to make it into the top five together! Ah Li: Kill, kill, kill! (_) (End of this chapter)
