Reborn Zombie Daoist

Chapter 170 Bold Thoughts (Subscribe for the third update)

"Ah Chen, be careful!"

"Heaven and earth, Tai Chi is infinite!"

Mao Xiaofang drew a Taiji diagram on his chest with one hand, and the mana in his body surged out, forming a golden Taiji diagram suspended in the void. He pulled away the sand and dust, and pushed the golden Taiji diagram fiercely towards the golden palm print.

'Boom' sound.

Two extremely powerful Taoist arts collided, the golden palm prints shattered, the Taiji diagram exploded, and circles of golden ripples spread out rapidly.

Just hearing the sound of 'bang bang bang', the hollowed-out cell doors of three or four cells were knocked down, and Song Zilong, Ma Xiaohai and others who rushed in were also knocked back again and again by the golden ripples.

"Master, that paper crane just now?" Yu Dachu asked in horror.

Mao Xiaofang said in a deep voice: "It was secretly manipulated by a person with a high level of cultivation, and the big handprint of the Lingjiao was played. Except for Atisha, Sha Meng and others are all dead."

"Murder and kill?"

"It's Basiba!" Atisha coughed up blood and said through gritted teeth.

"You said Ba Siba wanted to kill you?" Song Zilong asked.

Atisha nodded and said: "I have one of his big secrets. When I came to Gantian Town this time, Basiba sent me to carry out a mission related to that secret. During the mission, Daoist Mao broke through it. I You were also caught in prison, and the mission failed.

But I had already sent a letter to Ba Siba to inform him of the details, that's why he came to Gantian Town in person, I thought he would save me, but unexpectedly..."

"What's that secret?"

Atisha remained silent, "As long as you save my life and capture Basiba, I'm willing to testify against him. Now, I can't say."

"Then what are you waiting for, captain, arrest people and interrogate them, brothers, you can't die in vain." Zhou Yuan pulled out his pistol and said angrily.

Song Zilong looked at Mao Xiaofang, "Master Mao..."

"Undoubtedly."

"I advise you not to hit the stone with the egg." At this time, a human voice suddenly sounded in the prison, and light footsteps came from far and near.

"Master Ningma!" Seeing this person, Atisha exclaimed.

Hosted by Ningma?
Shachen's heart moved, and he carefully sized up the aged spiritual man. The more he looked, the more he realized that he was unusual, his aura was dark, his cultivation was unfathomable, at least he was a super expert at the ninth level of Qi training.

Ningma noticed Sha Chen's gaze on him, and praised with a smile: "I never thought that a small town of Gantian would produce a wizard who cultivated Taoism. It is very rare to have cultivated to the seventh level of Qi training at a young age. This fellow Taoist is even more amazing." Yes, the merit is immeasurable, the cultivation base is profound, I admire it."

"Fellow Daoist is not bad." Mao Xiaofang glanced at him and asked, "Who are you?"

"Hehe, Atisha just said that Nyingma, one of the two apostles of the Spiritual Sect, is here to save your lives."

"What do you mean by that?"

"When the soul boy is alive, there will be a bloodbath in Gantian Town. Now that the evil has already happened, the catastrophe has happened, and there is no way to avoid it. Ba Siba's ten-fold spiritual law is perfect, which is equivalent to a mage in the night tour. You can't compete. I don't know how many people in Gantian Town can survive if he rashly startled the snake and made him jump over the wall."

"Is the Out-of-Aperture Realm mage very powerful?" Song Zilong asked Mao Xiaofang.

"That's the fairy god!"

Mao Xiaofang's words made everyone present silent, causing endless waves in their hearts.

The impetuous Zhou Yuan felt like being drenched in a basin of ice water, his hands and feet were cold, just now he opened his mouth and shut his mouth to catch a fairy god, if he did, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"President Nyingma, is it because of the advanced level of Basiba that he is allowed to do evil?" Mao Xiaofang asked.

"Ba Siba is the apostolic apostle of the Lingjiao, and has the important mission of testing the soul boy. I hope you don't disturb him for the time being. When the real soul boy is selected and the mystery of the reincarnation of the spirit master is cleared up, the Lingjiao rule of law will punish Basi in accordance with the law. Ba, finally hand it over to your police department to find out the truth."

"Of course, during this period, I will closely monitor him and prevent him from doing evil."

Song Zilong pondered slightly, "Chairman Ningma, I promise you that the murder case is at stake. I hope you will keep your word and finally hand over Basiba to our police department."

"Don't worry, I will do what I say." Ningma finished speaking and was ready to leave.

Shachen quickly asked, "Senior Ningma, please stay a little longer. I wonder if you know a missionary spirit priest named Bomi? I met him in Guangdong."

"Bomi? He hasn't been back to Hongshan for a long time."

"Then is he your disciple?" Shachen asked again.

Nyingma shook her head and said, "He's not my disciple, but a missionary spiritualist from the Lingjiao Merit Hall. Do you have any questions, little fellow Daoist?"

"Nothing."

"Everyone, there will be an appointment later."

Watching Ningma leave, Shachen felt heavy in his heart. The main reason he was able to see through the fake Bomi was that Bomi knew too much.

Shachen is a time traveler, and I don't remember the plot about the soul boy very clearly. Bomi, a missionary spiritualist, turned Basiba's old background upside down, which is abnormal.

"Who is that spirit body? Why did you find me? And why did you ask me to kill Basiba? What's his purpose?"

Sha Chen fell into deep thought, vaguely guessing, but not sure.

"Captain Song, Atisha will still be attacked if he stays in the police station, and innocent people will be hurt, why don't you let me take him back to Fuxitang to take care of him." Mao Xiaofang suggested to Song Zilong.

"I'm sorry, Master Mao."

"You're welcome."

"Xiao Hai, Ah Chu, Ah Chen, take Atisha with you, and let's go back to Fuxi Hall."

……

Fuxi hall, medicine hall.

Mao Xiaofang drank a bowl of medicinal soup for Atisha, then sealed his cultivation with the "Sky and Heaven Locking Method", and set up a formation in the room, pasted a magic talisman, and ordered Ma Xiaohai and Yu Dachu to take turns guarding him to prevent outsiders from killing him. He silenced.

"Ah Chen, sit down."

"Master, what are you doing?"

Shachen stared blankly at Mao Xiaofang who gave him his pulse, and said, "I'm not sick."

"You said you're not sick. Your complexion is ugly and your pulse is unstable. This is a serious injury to your vitality. Achen, what danger did you encounter when you went to Hedong Town this time?" Mao Xiaofang carefully sensed the pulse of the dust, and suddenly Shocked, his face immediately became serious, and he asked with concern.

"It's like this..."

After listening, Mao Xiaofang asked: "Ah Chen, do you have a grudge against that ghost... the God of Death?"

Shachen smiled wryly and said: "Master, I have been cultivating by your side. You don't know who I am against. I have never seen that god of death, and this is the first time I have heard that there is a god of death in the underworld."

"That's weird, there is an agreement between the underworld and the spirit world, as long as the ascetics in the spirit world don't touch the bottom line of the underworld, and don't seriously disrupt the order of life and death, the underworld will not pursue certain things.

I have also traveled between the Yin and Yang worlds, and I have fought against ghosts, and I have never seen any ghosts yell at me, let alone attack with real fire like Nine Nether Flames. " Mao Xiaofang said with a look of confusion.

"Who knows, maybe that god of death is sick." Shachen said with a sneer.

"Ah Chen, that god of death burned half of your soul with the Nine Nether Flames. You killed nine gods of death, and Ksitigarbha will not pursue it. You can no longer trouble others. This karma ends here." Mao Xiaofang solemnly urged road.

No trouble?

Sha Chen sneered in his heart, as long as he had the chance, he would definitely kill John, but on the surface he didn't reject Mao Xiaofang's kindness, nodded and said, "Master, I won't trouble him."

"That's good." Mao Xiaofang nodded in satisfaction.

Sha Chen changed the subject with a little expectation: "Master, do you have any way to deal with the black strange bird transformed from the original fire of the Nine Nether Flame? The true fire of Samadhi can only trap it for a while, but not for a lifetime."

"Your Samadhi True Fire lacks the source, and you are not an opponent of the Nine Nether Flames. It is difficult to complete the Samadhi True Fire Mantra in a short period of time. The method...let me think about it."

Mao Xiaofang walked back and forth in the Taoist hall with his hands behind his back. As time passed, Sand Chen's hope turned into disappointment. It seemed that the master had no choice. Fortunately, the black strange bird was trapped by the real fire of samadhi and could not show its power for the time being. He still has time, the most important thing right now is to recover his soul and deal with Ba Siba.

"Ah Chen, I suddenly have a bold idea..."

(End of this chapter)