Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

Chapter 154 Bloody Mountain Temple

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"Snapped…!"

A sudden gunshot broke the silence of the night.

Gunfire like fried beans rang out instantly.

The beautiful woman's face changed drastically, and she looked at Xu Junming with a hint of gratitude in her eyes. If he hadn't reminded him, his side would have been caught off guard.

You don't have to guess what will happen then.

The gunfire rang out for a while, and the screams after being shot came over. The dark night and the dilapidated and dirty mountain temple added a bit of horror.

"Mom, I'm afraid!"

There was a hint of fear on the little girl's face.

"Nanny, be good. Mom is here, so don't be afraid!"

Holding her daughter tightly, the beautiful woman showed a calm look on her face, but her slightly trembling body showed that she was not as calm in her heart as she appeared. But compared to the two maids next to him who were like sifting chaff, they were much stronger.

"It's quite courageous! But after tonight, it caused me a lot of trouble for nothing."

Those who died in battle all died violently, and their souls cannot enter the underworld. They need to be saved by monks. As a Taoist exorcist, Xu Junming not only had to save these people, but also sent their bodies back to his hometown for burial.

On a hill a thousand meters away from the mountain temple, a one-eyed man with a fierce aura and a flattering smile said to the middle-aged woman wearing a moon-white dress and a cold expression next to him.

"Don't worry, holy envoy. In half an hour at most, we in Heiyun Village will capture the woman and bring her to the holy envoy."

The middle-aged woman said 'hmm', with a hint of arrogance in her tone.

"Remember, don't hurt that woman and child, otherwise I will have you in Heiyun Village buried with you!"

The one-eyed man's heart trembled. He had seen this woman's methods with his own eyes in the past few days.

He is not afraid of death.

But I want to die, but I can’t, and I have to endure all the torture, which is even more terrible!

"Yes, don't worry, Holy Envoy. I have told you again and again to ensure that the brothers will not make any mistakes."

"It better be so."

"Brother!"

A lean young man wearing a black button-down gown and holding a rifle in his hand ran up from the bottom of the mountain.

After glancing fearfully at the middle-aged woman next to him, he bit the bullet and said, "Brother, the Mountain Temple has been prepared for a long time. Our sneak attack failed."

"What?" The one-eyed man's expression changed, "How are you now?"

"Those guys have accurate marksmanship and rely on the favorable terrain of the mountain temple. Although the brothers have a large number of people, they suffered heavy losses in the attack."

"A bunch of trash!"

The middle-aged woman said angrily.

The one-eyed man and the thin man lowered their heads, feeling angry but not daring to show it at all.

"Get your men out!"

Although I really want to kill these people who are not doing things well, Heiyun Village is a peripheral force that operates secretly within the sect. If the killing is too much, it will not be good after all.

"Yes, yes, I'm going right away!"

The strong man nodded quickly. The holy envoys within the sect are not reckless men like them who only know how to use fists and kicks. They are monks who can truly restrain gods and ghosts, and control wind and thunder. Their methods are powerful.

Once offended, I don’t know how to die.

As soon as the bandits in Heiyun Village withdrew, the gunfire stopped instantly.

Looking at the mountain temple shrouded in darkness, the middle-aged female cultivator took out a black jar one foot high and palm-wide from her bag.

After taking off the sealing talisman on the tube, Zhou Zhong pinched the seal, and there was a strange tenderness in the tone of the middle-aged female cultivator.

"Baby, come out!"

"Hehe, haha...!"

Several childish voices with endless gloominess sounded inexplicably, and a black wind spread from the mouth of the jar. The bone-piercing cold air made the one-eyed man shiver, and his eyes when he looked at the black jar were filled with fear. .

"laugh…!"

The cold air became more and more intense, and the surrounding flowers and plants seemed to have been splashed with sulfuric acid, and they quickly became withered and yellow, losing all their vitality.

"Hehe, haha...!"

Three white figures flew out of the black jar and transformed into one man, two women, and three naked children of five or six years old.

The cyan face, black eyes, and the pale body of a corpse that had been soaked in water for three days and three nights, combined with the ferocious eyes, made people shudder.

The one-eyed man asked himself that he was killing people like crazy, but when these three brats took one look at him, he felt a cold air rushing from his back to the sky.

Shocked, he took two steps back.

The bandits around him were even worse than him, and quite a few of them were peeing and pooping.

After giving them a contemptuous look, the middle-aged female cultivator waved her hand.

"Children, kill all the men in that mountain temple!"

"Hehe, haha!"

The three little ghosts circled around the female cultivator and then disappeared in an instant.

"Huh? There's something ghostly about it!"

Xu Junming suddenly turned his head and looked into the night sky outside the hall.

After his cultivation progresses further, his spiritual consciousness can cover a fifty-foot radius around his body. Whenever any evil and sneaky person enters, his spiritual consciousness will immediately react.

A look of anger appeared on his face.

What he hates most is the evil cultivators who use babies to practice.

You must know that countless souls may have to wait for decades, or even hundreds of years, in the sky above the underworld before they get a chance to be reincarnated as a human being.

As a result, as soon as he was born, before he could enjoy the prosperity of the world, he would become a ghost again and even be tortured continuously.

There is nothing more tragic in the world than this.

"You won't be able to become a ghost this time."

After the thought fell, Xu Junming's figure disappeared into the mountain temple in an instant like lightning.

"ah…!"

When a maid saw it, she screamed in fright.

"Ghost, ghost...!"

At this moment, the beautiful woman also noticed Xu Junming disappearing into the hall, coupled with the shouts of the two maids, she also got up in a panic.

"Foolish mortal!"

The black cat glanced at them arrogantly, then walked out of the palace door with a hooves movement.

Xu Junming stood on the roof of the main hall, looking at the three-headed imp flying in the dark night in the distance, he pulled his belt and threw it out.

This golden lock for subduing demons that he used to sacrifice with Diyang grass. In the past year, he had refined the seventh treasure taboo and was promoted to a top-grade magic weapon.

However, the potential of Diyang Grass as the main material has been completely exhausted. Unless he is willing to spend hard work to collect Yang Qi and continue to practice, otherwise the earliest golden lock for subduing demons can only be used as a belt, or used like today. Damn it.

Of course, you can also fight monsters as you do now.

The dazzling golden lock was like a sky-shattering rainbow, streaking across the sky. In the blink of an eye, he suppressed three imps who were of the highest quality.

"There are monks here!"

The golden rainbow was particularly conspicuous in the dark night, and the middle-aged female cultivator naturally saw it too.

Immediately afterwards, she felt that the three Gumantong she had painstakingly trained lost contact.

"How could this be?"

Shocked, she repeatedly used magic techniques to activate it, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't sense it at all.

Just when she was extremely anxious, a feeling of being watched suddenly rose from the bottom of her heart.

Subconsciously raising his head, a tall figure flying towards here quickly came into view.