Apprentice Crit Strike Return: It’s up to you to revitalize the Daomen

Chapter 47 Dongfeng Magical Artifact, Can You Believe It?

Hua Wujun was in a hurry, and hurriedly cupped his fists and said: "It turns out that it's a ghost messenger from the underworld, monk Hua Wujun is polite."

"You have a lot of merits and virtues, so don't be polite."

Bai Wuchang glanced at him, walked straight to Jiang Xiaoliu and said, "Little brother, the Rakshasa statue you gave me last time did a great job. Lord Yan Luo used this thing to turn defeat into victory and defeat the bloody Rakshasa army in one fell swoop. They were thrown back into the Blood Sea Hell, because of this incident, Lord Yan Luo will soon give our two brothers a promotion and a salary increase."

Hei Wuchang also laughed and said: "Well, it's not a big deal, but don't worry, my brother, your credits are all recorded, after you go down, whether you want to be a yin official, or you want to be reincarnated and rich, you can choose whatever you want. .”

"You two big brothers are too polite, that thing is useless in my hands, it's just a matter of little effort."

Hua Wujun couldn't believe his eyes. A foundation-building cultivator could call brothers and sisters with the famous black and white impermanence in the underworld, and he seemed to have a very strong relationship. What's the situation?
"By the way, brother, you asked us to come up this time because you want to recover these evil spirits that are about to take shape?"

Bai Wuchang glanced at the dozens of corpses on the ground, and the blood-red evil spirit condensed and gathered, which contained the strong resentment and unwillingness of the deceased before his death. This kind of life was basically a brutal and life-threatening bandit.

"Brother Bai, these are just incidental. I would like to ask the two elder brothers to take the one on the ground down for a trial."

When Heiwuchang heard the words, his eyes flashed with a faint light, and he snorted coldly: "Although this person has not yet reached the end of his life, he can do many evils. If he continues to stay in this world, it will have no effect other than disturbing the human world. He can be taken down in advance."

"and many more!"

Hua Wujun said suddenly.

"Huh? Do you have an opinion?"

The invisible coercion was overwhelming, and the Huawu army seemed to be facing the top of Mount Tai, as if they would be crushed into minced meat in the next moment.

Hua Wujun forcibly circulated his mana, and said with difficulty: "I don't dare to give opinions, but yin and yang are separated, and the world has its own laws. It is against the law of heaven for senior ghosts to interfere with the operation of the yang world."

"Hey? Do you still dare to talk about the rules of heaven with us?"

Bai Wuchang smiled.

"You are a little monk who can't build foundations, and your lifespan is very limited. What qualifications do you have to speak for the world?"

Hua Wujun braced himself against the huge coercion, and slowly straightened his waist.

"To seek his own government in his place, the meaning of our Excalibur Bureau's existence is to protect the human world from being disturbed by extraordinary powers. Today, Daoist Jin Xu, and the two senior ghosts, what you have done has trampled on the power of the human world." The bottom line of the law!"

"so what?"

Bai Wuchang squinted his eyes, looking playfully at this mortal monk who would collapse under the pressure of Hei Wuchang almost at any time.

"So I will defend today with my death, and after my body dies, I will definitely seek justice from the Underworld."

"you dare?"

Bai Wuchang was furious.

This kid is planning to fight to the end, and after hearing this, he will go to the judge to sue them after he dies.

It’s okay if they are ordinary people, black and white impermanence can use their means casually enough for them to bear, but these people’s merits are not low, even if they are high and powerful now, they can’t match the protection of such people from heaven and luck, and in case If the stern and selfless judge finds out, if he turns around and stabs Emperor Yan Luo, it will really be the end of it.

"Oh!"

Bai Wuchang was furious, and his magic power was comparable to the shock wave of a missile explosion. Hua Wujun flew upside down for more than ten meters in an instant, and stuck to the wall motionless.

"team leader!"

"The imperial order of the Qing Dynasty, to drive away ghosts and suppress evil spirits, step down for me!"

A yellow talisman arrived in an instant, but Bai Wuchang easily held it in his hand and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Boy, your talisman can't even kill a ghost, how dare you deal with your grandpa Bai?"

The members of the ninth group who cast the talisman were pale, and they held back their fear and took out a silver-white pistol. There were bursts of spiritual light on it, and mysterious runes were carved on it.

"Then you try this!"

"Da da da!"

Three snow-white rays of light hit Bai Wuchang in the blink of an eye.

Bai Wuchang sneered, stretched out his hand to fish it, and stared at the three bullets in his hand curiously.

"Hey, this bullet is interesting. The shell is engraved with runes, and it seems to contain some synthetic materials for exorcising ghosts and suppressing evil spirits. You guys are really ingenious. Using hot weapons to make magic weapons is unique."

Heiwuchang also glanced curiously.

"This magic weapon is so powerful that it is more than enough to deal with ordinary evil spirits."

Jiang Xiaoliu had never seen him either.

He never imagined that today's monks are also advancing with the times. They can actually refine guns into magic weapons, which means they have both the power of guns and the magic power of magic weapons. Holding a gun to deal with evil spirits on the fifth and sixth floors of Qi training, and even ghosts on the seventh and eighth floors, it is estimated that they have the power to fight.

Jiang Xiaoliu opened his mind, and suddenly thought of what Hua Wujun said before.

"Isn't there no seniors in the alchemy stage, and the demons and ghosts in the big demon realm don't exist?"

"Then why are they honest? It's okay for monks to say something. In the age of the end of the Dharma, if you don't practice hard, how can you get out of troubled times? But ghosts and ghosts lack the resources for cultivation, and will quietly wait for death?"

"Could it be that there are still many hot weapons that have been refined into magic weapons?"

"Assault rifle magic weapon? RPG magic weapon? Tank magic weapon? Fighter magic weapon? Missile magic weapon?"

Jiang Xiaoliu really didn't dare to imagine it.

With his strength in building foundations, not to mention facing missiles, even assault rifles that have been refined into magic weapons have to avoid the edge temporarily. If heavy weapons, or even RPGs, are added, then they must Fleeing.

If it is more ruthless, Qingyun Temple directly comes with a large-yield aerial bomb magic weapon, then basically it can be reincarnated in advance.

It's no wonder that singing and dancing are now peaceful, and the monsters and ghosts in the Great Demon Period honestly dare not do harm to the world. It turns out that there is such a powerful weapon that frightens the practice world.

"Brush! Brush! Brush!"

The rest of the dozen or so team members flickered, quickly surrounded Charles, and took out all kinds of magic weapons, but there were only three pistol magic weapons.

"Stop it all!"

The corner of Hua Wujun's mouth was bleeding, and his breath fluctuated. He held his chest and staggered towards him. He stopped the team members and said, "You are not opponents, step back."

"No, captain, so what if he is a ghost messenger? There are affairs in the world of the world. If he dares to make trouble, I will go back to Longhu Mountain and ask the master to sacrifice and frame the text. I will go straight to the heaven and report to the imperial court."

"Boy, do you dare to threaten me?"

Bai Wuchang was furious.

Longhu Mountain has a long history, and there is indeed a magic circle on the mountain that communicates with the Patriarch of Ascending Immortals.

But now that the spiritual energy is sluggish, it is estimated that such a large formation will not be used for a long time, but it is not certain that this kid will really dare to do this, because behind him is not just a mere Huawu army.

"All stop!"

Jiang Xiaoliu had to stand up.

He knew in his heart that black and white impermanence could easily take away the ghost of Chales, let him accept the trial of the underworld, and suffer and atone for his sins in the eighteenth hell.

But doing so is really against the rules of nature. After all, Charles's life is not over, and Hei Wuchang is only taking the risk of helping him out of favor. No matter what Jiang Xiaoliu says, he can't let the two elder brothers take this risk.

"Two big brothers, Team Leader Hua, you don't have to do this, this matter happened because of me, why don't you listen to me."

Bai Wuchang said angrily: "You don't need to worry about it, brother, how dare some brats threaten me? I'm really impatient."

The taciturn Hei Wuchang also stared at the team member, and shouted in a low voice: "Speak wild words, don't say it's you, even your contemporary celestial master should be polite when he sees my brothers, and he will go straight to the sky to hear the imperial court. ? How many spirit stones do you have in Longhu Mountain to support you to communicate with heaven? Will your patriarch offend the underworld because of you?"

Bai Wuchang also nodded and said: "That's right, what's more, my little brother's background may surpass that of the founder of your family's Kaipai. Whether you can win or not is another matter."

Bai Wuchang knew very well in his heart that the two brothers had lived for thousands of years, when did they meet someone who mastered the 72 Earth Sha skills in just one Qi training period?And now that the foundation has been established, it seems that he has more supernatural powers?

With the supernatural powers of Tiangang and Disha, even the two brothers have no way to study, and they cannot practice unless they have been handed down by the three major religions.

This kind of follow-up will scare the ghost to death.

"Fushui supernatural power, bad luck will add to the body, will not disperse until death, hurry like a law!"

Jiang Xiaoliu suddenly pinched the seal formula with his hand and drew a talisman in the air, a black talisman pierced into Chales' forehead in an instant.

"Master Jinxu, what are you doing?"

"Group Leader Hua, it's just a bad luck talisman. He wants to kill my sister. I didn't kill him to save face. I just punished you slightly. Why? Isn't that all right?"

One of the team members hastily made a tactic, a little Charles, the latter's whole body was pitch black, as if he came from Africa.

"Captain, it is indeed a bad luck talisman, but, it just seems to be a little bit stronger."

Hua Wujun sighed speechlessly.

What Daoist Jinxu said is reasonable, if I don't even give up the bad luck charm, I'm afraid it will end badly today.

"Okay, the two ghost messenger seniors have their responsibilities. Please forgive the rudeness of the juniors. There is also Daoist Jinxu. It is helpless to offend the Daoist today. I also ask the Daoist to be considerate. In addition, the reward for the Daoist slaying demons and disaster relief last time, I have already given it to you." According to the order of the real person, it will be exchanged for disaster relief materials and funds, which will be used for reconstruction and relief work in the disaster area."

"The two seniors, Daoist Jinxu, bid farewell."

With a wave of Hua Wujun's hand, his subordinates dragged Charles away in a hurry.

"Two big brothers, I'm really sorry, I didn't expect these people to be so stubborn."

"It's okay, they are not bad people. On the contrary, they have accumulated a lot of merit. However, the world has changed a lot now, and there is no place for us and others in the Taoist sect to live."

Bai Wuchang sighed.

If it was left in a feudal society, who would dare to take care of their affairs among mortal monks?
Mere mortals are even more likely to die, how can it be like being threatened by a little Qi cultivator today?

(End of this chapter)