Chapter two hundred and twenty first ghosts fight ghosts
(Transition chapters, no reading)
"Brother Feng, this is my battle to clean the sect. I hope you don't take action before I lose." Before leaving, Xu whispered to Feng Baidao, and it was obvious that he had no confidence in whether he could defeat his senior brother.
"Okay." Feng Bai, who had watched the movie, knew who the final winner was, so he agreed to Xu Fa without any pressure. As for the plot that might have changed slightly due to his arrival, Feng Bai was not worried. He was also watching here. If there was something to do, he would not stand by.
Following Xu Fa to Changsheng Inn, Feng Bai saw Qian Kaigang's altar with Lao Gao.
"It seems that your senior brother is also worried about you." Feng Bai smiled.
"I'm afraid he is worried that Brother Feng's intervention will lead to some changes in the matter." Xu Kai shook his head and said.
When I entered the door, I just listened to the money and said angrily
"Sure enough, it was you two who united to deal with me."
"Senior brother, the prohibition of injuring ordinary people is the Maoshan decree. Even if you violate the decree repeatedly, it is a good idea for brothers to take action, let alone he has not taken action yet." Xu Kai replied in a cold voice.
"Hmph, so what? The strength of this world is the hard truth." Qian Kai snorted coldly, not planning to continue to comment with Xu Fa.
"Light a candle and open the altar!"
His little apprentice carefully avoided the money and used fire to light candles.
"Bold, go to the altar." Xu Fa turned over to the altar and began to prepare for the opening ceremony at the same time.
Soon, Xu Fa's altar was already on par with Qian Kai.
"Your affairs are private matters inside our door. Brother Feng has promised me not to take action today. Just let me clean up the portal for the master!"
"Clean the portal? Okay, it's time for our ragged door to clean up." Qian Kai raised his eyebrows, pinched his magic formula and recited the spell, and then poked his fingers at Xu Fa's altar, and an invisible energy shot towards Xu Kai.
"drink"
Xu Kai's fingers pulled the energy to the chicken hanging in front of the altar.
"Bang"
The poor hen was beaten on the spot, while Xu Kai had no mercy and immediately returned it to his senior brother with the way of being a clan.
But his senior brother reacted quickly, and raised his hand and picked up a gossip mirror to bounce back Xu Kai's attack.
However, the rebound attack did not return it to Xu Kai but shot at Zhang Dadan.
"Bang"
Zhang Dadan had practiced martial arts and saw that the situation was not good, so a lazy donkey rolled around and avoided the attack.
"Oh, don't be impulsive. When your master defeats the money, wouldn't Boss Tan be slaughtered? But now your impulsive actions will disrupt his approach." Feng Bai grabbed Zhang Dadan's back collar and blocked him from seeking revenge on Boss Tan.
"Hmph" snorted coldly, Qian Kai no longer cared about the people below.
The altar has been raised, and although it can suppress the opponent, the consequence of not touching the ground is that there are many spells they cannot use.
For example, they cannot use most magic spells like Yu Bu.
"Drink"
The hand gesture changed, and the two talismans were pinched by money, and they were muttering words. The wind suddenly hanged.
Xu Fa on the opposite side turned a blind eye to Qian Kai's movements, holding a small talisman pen in his hand, moving the pen at will, and soon a talisman was completed.
Put down the talisman pen, and he folded it and pressed it on the straw man in front of him.
A slender silver needle was twisted up by it and then poked into the villain's head through the talisman paper.
"puff"
Qian Kai looked one hundred years old and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.
But at the same time, a thunder thunder suddenly struck Xu Fa.
"Bang"
He quickly placed the gossip mirror on his chest, and thunder struck. Xu Fa's body suddenly leaned back and didn't fall off the altar directly, but fortunately, he reacted very quickly and hooked the altar with his feet.
With a sudden force on his waist, Xu Fa returned to the altar, but the gossip mirror in his hand was struck in half by thunder and was thrown down by him.
Xu Fa sat back and found that his senior brother was pinching a villain and muttering something.
"God's fight?"
Divine strike is a magical technique for asking for divine art, and Feng Bai can also be used, but there is still some difference between the magical technique for the Burnt Uniform Sect and the magical technique for the Feng Bai can also be used.
Because he can ask God to come to others and control the person who is brought to his body.
Listening to their mantras, I saw that Feng Bai was gradually enlightened by the people on his upper body.
"This is not a god but a ghost."
Not to mention anything else, how could the Monkey King and Nezha have the intention to divide their divine thoughts and offer them to the mortals like ants to drive them.
And even a trace of divine consciousness cannot be so weak! What they show is not much stronger than those warriors on earth.
There was not much suspense in the next battle. Although I lost half of my hand in the duel, I didn’t have time to release the spells on my body because I was wrapped in my clothes too tightly during the battle, and I was directly burned into coke by the spell flames and lost my life.
At this time, Zhang Dadan's dead wife ran out and cried to Zhang Dadan with tears in his eyes how he was forced by Mr. Tan.
However, Zhang Dadan had long known that his wife had committed adultery with someone and was framed by Mr. Tan. How could he believe her at this time and finally beat her to death?
Mr. Tan, his wife, Qian Kai and others died here. Needless to say, they must have been on the wanted list. Therefore, after cleaning up the bodies of these people, the three of them embarked on a journey together.
However, this journey did not last long, because the Central Plains went north or westward were under the jurisdiction of the Qing Dynasty, and the coastal areas were the sphere of influence of the Democratic Progressive Party.
The three of them parted ways, and Feng Bai followed his goal and headed towards the northwest.
On this day, Fengbai walked forward in the dense forest. The sky gradually became dark, but a dilapidated temple happened to appear in front of him.
Feng Bai, who was very skilled and brave, had long been accustomed to the temples and Taoist temples that appeared in the deep mountains and forests, and immediately walked in quickly.
After entering the gate, there was a headless statue sitting upright in the hall, covered with dust. After careful examination, Feng Bai did not recognize which family of the god who was neither Taoist nor monk.
"Maybe it is the gods worshipped by the locals." No matter which one it is, as long as it is not a god from a cult, it will never be wrong to worship it.
I cleaned up a rest area on the dirty floor of the dilapidated temple, set a fire, Fengbai took out the dough cakes and jerky meat, boiled a pot of water, and started today's dinner while flipping through the book.
Darkness gradually descended, and the sunlight gradually drooped from the roof. The shadow of the statue was pulled long. If someone looked carefully, he would find that the shadow of the statue without the statue was complete.
After closing the book, Feng Bai started to do evening classes. After the evening class, it was the time to visualize.
The sound of insects and frogs were heard, but this could not disturb Feng Bai's practice at all.
Practice is like sailing against the current, if you don’t advance, you will retreat. You need to be vicious every day to advance every day to achieve something.
Chapter completed!