The junior brothers left.
They left overnight.
The only one left in Wuwei Daoist Temple was Jiang Chen, the nominal abbot.
He did not care.
At night, he ate a sumptuous dinner and then swallowed the Dragon Tiger Pill.
As soon as the divine pill entered his body, he immediately felt an endless stream of heat flowing into his limbs and meridians. His entire body was instantly filled with power, and he could shatter a green stone with a snap of his fingers.
This was the Connate Realm that was comprehended and practiced by the ancestors!
According to his master, Taoist Master Xuan Xu, the cultivators of this world had a common realm system.
It was divided into Qi Refinement, Qi Sea, Transcendence, Xiantian, Grandmaster, and Great Grandmaster!
It was said that there was a higher realm, but it was not known to Taoist Master Xuan Xu. This was because when Taoist Master Xuan Xu was alive, he was only at the late stage of the Qi Refinement realm.
Cultivation was too difficult!
A Qi Refiner was enough to isolate the vast majority of people in this world.
To be able to reach the sea of vital energy, it was truly a blessing from their ancestors.
If he accidentally became a Transcendent, he could be considered a hero!
As for the Connate Realm?
There was basically only one in ten thousand itinerant cultivators. Only the core of Buddhism and those who were heavily nurtured could do so.
Not to mention grandmasters, it was basically very difficult for ordinary forces to produce them. Those were all existences at the top of the great sects!
For someone like Jiang Chen who had become an innate expert in an instant.
If word got out, it could be said to be shocking!
Next, he fused the Soul Returning Curse and the Lightning Palm.
The Soul Returning Curse was a basic Taoist spell. Once it was fused, it would be completed.
The Lightning Palm was much more mysterious, and the first fusion could only reach the level of great success.
However, it was already very terrifying!
Many people who had cultivated the Lightning Palm for a lifetime might not be able to achieve great success.
Jiang Chen tried to use it, and a fist-sized thunderbolt instantly condensed in his palm. It contained a terrifying power!
"Next, we'll just wait for you to appear!”
The corners of Jiang Chen's mouth curled up slightly as he looked at the money to buy his life.
Midnight
soon arrived.
The temperature at night plummeted, and white frost appeared on the mulberry leaves in the courtyard.
Jiang Chen sat in the Patriarch's Palace, concentrating on comprehending the Lightning Palm.
Suddenly.
Someone knocked on the door.
Thump thump thump
…thump thump thump thump
…thump thump thump thump
…
three long and two short.
The rhythm was clear.
Each of his strikes seemed to knock on people's hearts, causing their breathing to quicken.
Jiang Chen opened his eyes calmly. He could see a black figure standing outside the door.
At this moment, the figure spoke.
"Taoist priest, open the door…
I'm so cold. Can I borrow your clothes to wear?"”
His voice was hoarse, and it was like the rubbing of the golden stone, piercing to the ears and scratching the heart.
"Get lost! No!" Jiang Chen berated.”
"Uh…"
The black figure was obviously stunned for a moment before he laughed coldly. Jiang
Chen pulled open the door and glared down at the malicious ghost."So what if I don't give it to you?"
[Doing as I please, Lightning Palm proficiency 1
]
Delighted, Jiang Chen became bolder and pushed the malicious ghost.
"Why are you knocking on the door so late at night? Get out!"
[Reasoned, Lightning Palm proficiency 1]
The malicious ghost was stunned.
Was this little Daoist crazy?
Can't you tell that my feet aren't touching the ground?
A ghost!
I'm a ghost!
I knocked on your door and you actually dare to ask me to scram?
The malicious ghost was furious. Its face became ferocious, and its blood-red eyeballs popped out.
"Stinky Taoist priest, how dare you tell me to get lost?”
As he spoke, a cold wind blew and the entire Wuwei Daoist Temple was covered in a layer of black clouds.
The wails and howls of ghosts resounded throughout the night sky!
On the opposite mountain, at the Mountain Sound Temple.
An old monk who was meditating suddenly opened his eyes. When he saw the majestic Yin Qi at Wuwei Daoist Temple, his eyelids could not help but twitch. He was secretly shocked.
"What a terrifying malicious ghost. Amitabha. I can't look at it anymore, lest it notices me!”
The old monk quickly closed his eyes and began to meditate.
On the other hand, he didn't seem to care about Jiang Chen's terrifying posture. Lightning quietly gathered in his left hand, ready to strike.
The malicious ghost did not notice it at all and laughed coldly and confidently,""You've spent my money, so pay with your life!”
"Return it?"
"Why should I pay back the money I spent with my own abilities?" Jiang Chen said disdainfully.”
With that, he slapped out.
The lightning in his palm emitted a piercing sound of electricity. With terrifying energy, it crashed towards the malicious ghost.
"What is this?"
The malicious ghost's pupils contracted violently.
"Heavens!"
"No!"
He felt the terror of the lightning, and the confidence on his face was instantly replaced by endless fear. He turned around and wanted to escape, but it was already too late.
Accompanied by the rumbling of thunder.
This malicious ghost was filled with resentment and regret, and his soul was scattered…
Hmm?
At the Mountain Sound Temple.
Master Kong Zhi opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Wuwei Daoist Temple in disbelief.
The extremely terrifying Yin Qi there just now had already disappeared.
"How is this possible?"
"What happened?"
He was extremely shocked and his face was filled with disbelief.
He was very familiar with the Daoists of Wuwei Daoist Temple.
Except for the previous Sect Master, Taoist Xuan Xu, who had some insignificant skills, the rest were all useless, including the new Abbey Dean.
He couldn't even deal with the malicious ghost just now. How could those trash deal with it?
"Unless Wuwei Daoist Temple has an evil-suppressing magic artifact!”
As soon as this thought appeared, Master Kong Zhi's eyes narrowed.
"It seems that we can't delay occupying Wuwei Daoist Temple!”
…Inside the
temple.
[You have killed a second rank ghost. Reward: 200 cultivation.]
A line of words flashed across Jiang Chen's mind. He instantly felt that his strength had increased by a few notches.
[Check the data panel.] Jiang Chen said.
"Understood!"
[Host: Jiang Chen]
[Identity: Master of Wuwei Daoist Temple]
[Realm: Xiantian first stage 200(1000]
[Abilities: Greater mastery of Lightning Palm 82(100]
[Incantation: Soul Returning Incantation]
[Magic Tool: Temporarily
unavailable]”
Jiang Chen didn't have to spend any effort to kill the malicious ghost he had just killed. He was content with this reward.
As for the Lightning Palm, if his calculations were correct, he should have reached 80 points. The two extra points were rewards for his style of doing things.
If that was the case, it did not seem that difficult to raise the level of the first stage of the game.
As long as he continued to act according to his heart, it would be fine.
The night was silent.
The
next day.
In a luxurious villa in a well-known rich area of Jiangshi City.
Chen Guoli pulled open the curtains and looked at the dazzling sunlight outside. Tears of joy flowed down from the corners of his eyes.
"I dodged it, I finally dodged it, hahaha!”
He was the person who threw the money into the Merit Box of Wuwei Daoist Temple yesterday.
More than a month ago, his family was entangled by malicious ghosts.
His grandfather, uncles, and even his sons and nephews had the money to buy their lives.
Every seven days, the person who received the money to buy his life would die tragically.
Without exception!
During this period, in order to survive, the family invited many masters and visited many temples, but in the end, it was all in vain.
Finally, a week ago, it was his turn.
He didn't know what to do.
Because all the temples in Jiangshi City had long been visited.
In desperation, he suddenly remembered an old Taoist temple on Nanshan Hill.
With the thought of trying his best, Chen Guoli also went.
However, he did not have much hope.
He even wrote a suicide note!
However, who would have thought that he would actually be able to see the sun today without anything happening overnight?
This made him feel a great sense of joy as if he had escaped death.
"My Chen family believed in Buddhism all my life and contributed countless incense. I never thought that in the end, it was the Taoist temple that saved my life.”
"Today, I must go and reward him with a large sum of money!”
With gratitude and respect, Chen Guoli ordered the butler and driver to go straight to Nanshan Hill.
…
On
Nanshan Hill.
The rising sun shone on the road.
There was still an endless stream of visitors heading to the Mountain Sound Temple.
However, unlike usual, Wuwei Daoist Temple also had a group of 'guests' today.
"Senior Brother Sect Leader, you are actually…not dead?”
The ones who came were none other than the eight junior brothers who had run away overnight yesterday.
At this moment, they were with the three monks of the Sound of Mountain Temple. When they saw Jiang Chen sitting at the doorstep and eating noodles, their faces were filled with surprise.
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