Qin Ming held the copper bell and controlled the boy's body. He brought the police, the forensic doctor, and a huge crowd to watch the show.
"Erlang's soul is nearby. His steps are getting bigger and bigger. It's the seven spirits in the corpse that wants to merge with the three souls faster.”
"Mr. Priest, did you find the wrong place? We come to this road every day. There is only an ancient temple nearby that helps people who drown all year round.”The policeman flipped open the map.
"That's right, Mr. Priest. Last month, a relative of mine drowned a boy. He also came to this ancient temple to find a monk to perform a ritual.”A member of the crowd said.
"The ancient temple is probably a black-hearted temple. According to Feng Shui, the terrain here is low-lying, humid and cold all year round. Even the sun and wind can't enter the valley.”
Qin Ming picked up a dead branch from the ground and broke it in half. The smell of mold and rot filled the air.
" Ordinary people can't live in such an environment. Even burying corpses will rot and give birth to insects. It's not normal for there to be a temple in the valley in front of us.”Qin Ming was sure that there was something wrong with the ancient temple.
"You mean that the ancient temple might have captured Erlang's soul? Why are they capturing souls?" The crowd asked.
"The soul gathers the essence of a person's body. Cultivating unorthodox evil techniques can help improve one's cultivation, but it has no effect on orthodox cultivators.”Qin Ming explained.
The group followed the undeads to the ancient temple between the valley and the river.
The ancient temple stood on the river. The waterwheel outside the temple was abandoned, the windows were broken, and the door was closed.
The fog was so thick that one couldn't even see one's own fingers. The air was filled with moist steam.
In the fog, the abbot monk had a kind smile on his face. He held a candle in his hand and slowly approached.
"What's going on tonight? Why are there so many people coming to our temple?”The abbot monk raised a hand and bowed to Qin Ming and the others.
Pa!
Qin Ming went up and slapped the abbot's face.
"Cut the crap and hand over the child's soul.”
The monk was completely stunned by the slap. This young priest actually didn't play by the rules.
"I don't know what child's soul is. This temple has always been in the business of eliminating disasters, praying for blessings, and ferrying souls. I don't know what you're talking about.”The abbot monk quibbled. He couldn't allow Qin Ming to act recklessly in front of so many people.
Qin Ming lifted the abbot monk's kasaya and waved his hand to slap the abbot monk's face.
"I gave you face but you don't want it, I'll beat you to death to pretend.| Forcing the bald monk."
Pa pa pa ~ pa! Pa!
The slaps got louder and louder.
The onlookers felt pain when they heard this.
"Is this really a god? Why do I feel like I'm seeing local ruffians fighting?”
"That's right. Listen to this merciless slap.”
"Mr. Policeman, aren't you going to stop the priest? The old monk's face was swollen from the slap.”
The police officers looked at each other. Should they go up or not…
"Mr. Priest, please rest for a while. You can't hit someone without asking for the right and wrong. Let the police interrogate him and make him confess through legal means.”The police officer patted Qin Ming's shoulder and whispered.
"We'll talk about it later. I really enjoyed beating him up. Your police methods are unreliable. Watch me beat this old bald donkey down now. He'll answer you honestly no matter what you ask later.”
Qin Ming rolled up the sleeves of his priest robe and punched the abbot monk on the ground.
"Mr. Priest, please stop. If you continue to beat him, he will die.”The police couldn't stand it anymore. How was this a priest? He was simply a hooligan among hooligans.
"Don't worry, I'll save him even if he dies.”
Qin Ming punched the head of the monk again.
"Don't hit me, don't hit me. I'll confess, I'll confess anything. I've captured the boy's soul, and it's in the ancient temple.”The old monk was in so much pain that he couldn't open his mouth. His entire body was bruised and swollen.
Qin Ming nodded in satisfaction.
"Did you see that? Beating him first before interrogating him. It's simple and rough.”Qin Ming patted off the non-existent dust on his hand.
The police interrogated the old monk at the scene and he confessed everything. Even the skeleton ghost in the ancient temple was betrayed by him.
Qin Ming pushed open the door of the ancient temple alone. A musty smell filled his nose as he cast a defensive spell.
There was nothing in the black urn on the altar. The black skeleton came down from the beam and stepped on Qin Ming, who had entered the door higher.
Bang!
A golden light appeared around Qin Ming's body. The black skeleton stepped on the golden light and couldn't move forward.
Without waiting for the black skeleton to react, Qin Ming formed a sword finger and stabbed out a golden light at the black skeleton's foot.
Ka... Crack!
A series of bones cracked. The golden light went along the black skeleton's feet, ankles, calves, and thighs, drilling all the way through the cracks and penetrating the bone marrow of the black skeleton's ears.
The black skeleton decisively took off its right leg that was stained with golden light and stood in the ancient temple on one foot.
"A mere divine priest dares to break one of my legs.”The black skeleton took off his kasaya, circled his arms, and shot at Qin Ming.
The black kasaya slapped against the wind. A cold wind tore through the air, and a green-faced, fanged ghost appeared inside the kasaya.
The faces of a hundred boys who had been turned into black skeletons were arranged messily on the kasaya. They transformed into a nine-meter-tall giant ghost child wearing a black undergarment, like a doll in a new year painting.
"You have the nerve to show off your petty skills.”
Qin Ming put his palms together and chanted the Guardian Vajra Spell.
Outside the ancient temple, a beam of golden light from the nine heavens shone into the valley, shining on the eaves of the ancient temple on the river.
Qin Ming flicked his finger and broke the roof of the ancient temple, golden light shining on his body.
Strands of golden light surrounded Qin Ming, and the sixty-foot Guardian of the Vajra Realm, who was squatting on the ground, stood up. He reached out and took out a Demon Concealing Sword from the golden light in his ear.
"Nine-meter tall Ghost Child dares to act rashly in front of me, I'll let you know the power of the sixty-foot Vajra.”
The giant Ghost Child was nine meters tall, and the sixty-foot Vajra summoned by Qin Ming was twenty meters tall. They completely crushed their opponents in terms of height and size.
Standing in the Guardian's body, the golden armor wrapped around the Guardian tightly, and his entire body glowed with golden light.
Qin Ming glared at him.
Guardian Vajra followed Qin Ming's will and glared angrily. He raised the Demon Conqueror Sword high and slashed at the huge ghost child.
Howl!
The Demon Concealing Sword exploded with golden light, and the sword blade slashed down with magic power that could split space and time…
Golden light overflowed ~
The crowd and the police at the bottom of the valley saw the giant-like guardian suddenly appear and split the ancient temple open with a sword.
Ghost Child was split into pieces by the sword, and the souls of a hundred drowning boys crawled on the ground. When they raised their heads and saw Guardian Vajra in front of them, they did not dare to move.
The golden light on Guardian Vajra's body made them subconsciously tremble.
"This... This was…This was the legendary Furious Vajra!”The black skeleton was squatting in a corner, the bones in its upper and lower jaw trembling and making cracking sounds.
Bang!
The Guardian Vajra raised his leg and stomped down, causing the mountains and rivers to tremble. He crushed the black skeleton into powder under his feet.
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