Chapter 215 Xuanzhen Concept

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"You go to hell!"

The female ghost's face was green and black, and she flew straight towards Xu Junming.

A grain of nine-colored yellow rice flew out of the gourd, and the moment it touched the female ghost, it took her in.

Although his Yimeng Huangliang and 365 grains of Huangliang rice were all medium-grade magic weapons of the Five Treasure Bans, they were still more than enough to deal with a fierce ghost equivalent to the middle stage of Xiantian.

As soon as his magic power was activated, a cloud of energy emerged, and scenes of memories belonging to the female ghost appeared in front of him.

After reading it, Xu Junming was filled with anger.

"A bastard who ruins the Taoist reputation!"

With a flick of his sleeves, the figure of the female ghost flew out from the yellow rice.

He rolled to the ground and looked at Xu Junming with fear in his eyes.

Although she didn't know that her memory was being spied on, she was beaten away with just a flick of her sleeves. Such strength was far beyond what she could handle.

‘Putong’ knelt on the ground.

"Taoist, the little girl is obsessed with resentment. She just bumped into the Taoist. She also hoped that the Taoist would see that I was lonely. Although I stayed in the world, he did not spare my life for the sake of evil. Oh, I still have a widowed mother.

She needs to be taken care of. If I go to the underworld, she will have to wait for death, woo woo woo!"

Xu Junming frowned.

"You come with me."

Stepping into the house, an unpleasant stench filled the main room with bare walls.

On the earthen bed next to her, a haggard old woman was lying on her back.

He was covered with a patched, dirty quilt.

The female ghost came in and walked quickly to the bed.

"Taoist priest, this is my mother."

Xu Junming nodded.

"She's dead!"

The female ghost was stunned and suddenly became excited.

"No, it's impossible, she just ate the wontons I bought!"

"See for yourself!"

Xu Junming flicked his fingers, and a flash of spiritual light penetrated the female ghost's forehead.

The latter only felt as if a veil had been lifted before his eyes, and the world was no longer simply black and white, but became rich and colorful.

Since she became a ghost, she hasn't seen such a vivid world for a long time.

When I was overjoyed, I remembered what the Taoist said and quickly looked at my mother.

Except for a few wontons hanging on my mother's chest, the rest of the wontons she bought fell on the bed.

Some noodles and porridge were hard and rotten and emitted an unpleasant odor.

Thick maggots crawled back and forth in the rotten food and the old woman's body, making them very happy.

Countless mosquitoes and flies were flying around the head of the bed.

The female ghost screamed in fright and backed away.

"Impossible, impossible, I obviously fed my mother wontons at night...?"

"What you are feeding is only your mother's soul. Her body died seven days ago."

Xu Junming waved his hand, and an old woman who seemed to be sleeping emerged from her body.

It's just that this soul has no resentment, has not turned into a ghost, and looks relatively weak.

"mother!!"

The woman rushed over, hugged the old woman and cried loudly.

The old woman opened her eyes and looked at her crying daughter.

"Xiangxiu, why are you crying? Isn't my mother very good?"

When she heard what she said, the female ghost cried even more sadly.

But it's a pity that she didn't leave ghost tears like Zitong.

Xu Junming used yellow rice to collect the old woman's soul.

Look at the female ghost's shocked look.

"Your mother's soul is very weak, and she may die at any time. Please warm it up here first before going to reincarnation."

"Thank you, Taoist Master."

"Think about how to deal with your mother's funeral!" Xu Junming nodded and said.

"I want to bury my mother in this yard."

Xu Junming waved his hand and used his magic power to lift up the old woman's body and bring it outside the courtyard. He quickly built a tomb using his earth escape technique.

The female ghost carved a tombstone herself and placed it on it.

Kneel there and mourn and weep.

Xu Junming stood aside, feeling a little heavy.

He has been chasing corpses for many years, and he has seen a lot of this kind of separation between life and death.

Unfortunately, I have seen more.

But every time I see it, I still feel depressed.

The female ghost finally kowtowed to the tombstone three times and then slowly stood up.

"Thank you for your kindness, Taoist priest!"

"It's time for you to reincarnate."

Xu Junming nodded and said.

"No, I don't want to go to reincarnation. Now that my mother has passed away, I am going to take revenge on those stinky Taoist priests from Xuanzhen Temple..."

A nine-color light flashed across, and the female ghost disappeared instantly.

He stretched out his hand and yellow rice flew into his palm.

He glanced at the female ghost trapped inside and turned over his hands to take back the magic bag.

"If your soul is gone, what will happen to the merits of the poor Taoist? Go to reincarnation, as for the Xuanzhen concept!"

A cold light flashed in Xu Junming's eyes.

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Xuanzhen Temple, located on Wuyang Mountain outside Wuyang County, is a famous temple.

The master of the temple, "Zhizhen Taoist Priest", has exquisite Taoist teachings and a sincere man. He has given rice and porridge to the people many times during times of disaster. He has done a lot of good deeds and has a great reputation in Wuyang County.

Especially in the past few years, with the increasing practice of Zhizhen Taoism, Xuanzhen Temple has become more and more prosperous.

Within a hundred miles of Wuyang County, no one knows the name of Xuanzhen Temple.

On every first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, there is an endless stream of faithful men and women who come to the temple to offer incense.

"Da da...!"

Amidst the sound of horse hoofbeats, a gorgeous carriage stopped in front of the stone archway at the foot of Xuanzhen Guan Mountain.

"Uu...!"

The coachman pulled the reins, stopped the carriage, and jumped out quickly.

He bowed his waist slightly, with a flattering smile on his face, and said respectfully into the carriage.

"Miss Vivian, Xuanzhen noticed it."

A slender jade hand wearing a white lady's glove opened the thick brown car curtain, revealing a face that was different from that of a Chinese woman, but equally beautiful.

After a brief inspection, the woman bent down and walked down the bluestone archway with the three golden characters "Xuanzhen Guan" engraved on it.

Wearing a long white dress with a waistband, combined with her tall figure, delicate face, and long golden shawl hair, she instantly attracted the attention of almost all the pilgrims around her.

"This foreign woman is so beautiful!"

"Yes, yes. Chunxiang is the best. Compared with her, she can't even carry shoes."

"If I could have sex with her, it would be worth dying for!"...

Discussions like this resounded from the crowd.
To be continued...