After the truth came out, they begged me not to die.

Hearing this Buddha's name, Mr. Wang swallowed back the words he was about to say.

The tall and thin Taoist turned around and looked.

Only to find a fat monk wearing dark yellow robes walking up.

Holding a Buddhist seal in one hand and a string of beads in the other, he walked up to the tall and thin Taoist.

When Chen Zun saw this monk, he was reminded of Monk Wanfu. However, this monk was much fatter than Wanfu. His face was neither surprised nor happy. His calm look was the style of a generation of eminent monks.

I don’t know what happened to Monk Wanfu these years...

Chen Zun suddenly missed Monk Wanfu, whom he had not seen for many days.

However, these two people are both immortal cultivators, and their cultivation level is not high, probably at the fifth or sixth level of Qi Condensation.

The tall and thin Taoist didn't expect that there would be someone competing with him for a job. His face suddenly became dissatisfied and he said angrily: "The poor Taoist is the first to take over this job. Monk, you should go back."

The fat monk was not annoyed. He squinted his eyes and said: "He who can do it, even if he comes first, if you don't have the ability to remove the evil things, it is just a waste of time. If you are not careful, you will lose the prince." life."

The fat monk was secretly mocking the tall and thin Taoist for his lack of spiritual practice.

The tall and thin Taoist's face changed, and he said coldly: "What a loud tone. I see that you have a round head and a fat belly. I'm afraid you are just better at eating than me."

The fat monk's face flickered, he stared at the tall and thin Taoist, and said slowly: "That poor monk will have to learn your awesome skills."

"Bald donkey, come here, I'm afraid you won't make it!"

The tall and thin Taoist was naturally not to be outdone, and his face darkened.

After the two looked at each other, their aura slowly rose.

The onlookers saw something was wrong and dispersed long ago, leaving some space.

"beat!"

I don't know who made a boo, and the onlookers started to raise their arms and shout.

Qingqiu Ya'er's face turned slightly red, she also raised her arms and shouted loudly.

"Stand still for a long time, you guys are going to fight. Whoever has the ability will get rid of the evil thing!"

After a stalemate for a while.

The two of them didn't make a move. In fact, they didn't know each other's details. They made a move rashly in front of many onlookers. It would be embarrassing if they lost.

But the atmosphere has reached a point where I can’t keep it off without being slapped in the face.

Seeing that a fight was about to start, the housekeeper said a few words in Mr. Wang's ear.

Mr. Wang nodded slightly and stopped him.

"Two masters, don't fight, lest you hurt your harmony."

The tall and thin Taoist man and the fat monk felt relieved and turned to look at Mr. Wang at the same time.

But I heard Mr. Wang say: "I have a method that allows you two to tell the difference between your skills without having to do anything."

The tall and thin Taoist said: "Master Wang, please tell me, if this bald donkey is more capable than Pindao, Pindao is willing to quit."

The fat monk also nodded and said, "If Mr. Wang has a solution, I would also like to hear it."

But I saw Mr. Wang laughing, sitting on the chair, and said: "Since you two dare to accept the reward, you naturally have the ability. In this way, you two only need to use your own ability for me to watch. After I watch it, I will have my own ideas." Decided, what do you two think?"

This is a good method. You don't have to fight to the death to determine the winner.

The tall and thin Taoist and the fat monk heard this and nodded in unison.

The tall and thin Taoist said: "Since Mr. Wang has said so, I will come first. Mr. Wang is optimistic about it."

Mr. Wang made a gesture of invitation.

The tall and thin Taoist took a few steps outside and stood firmly on the spot.

Everyone held their breath and said nothing.

But I saw the tall and thin Taoist take out a piece of yellow talisman paper, throw it into the air, pinch a spell with both hands, and mutter something in his mouth.

Sudden.

"break!"

He shouted.

The cinnabar patterns on the yellow talisman floating in the air flashed and exploded with a bang.

The fire flickered a few times, the talisman disappeared, and a plume of black smoke rose in the air.

The tall and thin Taoist's eyes flashed with inspiration, he pulled out the mahogany sword from his back and threw it out.

He stretched out his fingers, his body kept tumbling, and the peach wood sword started flying in the air.

"it is good!"

Seeing this dazzling magic, the onlookers couldn't help but clapped their hands and cheered loudly.

Even Mr. Wang's eyes widened and he couldn't help but stand up.

Chen Zun saw it.

The talisman paper of this tall and thin Taoist is just the lowest level of talisman. It seems to be very powerful, but in fact it is not.

As for the sword control, it was beyond Chen Zun's expectation.

Because the monks in the Qi Condensation Stage do not have the ability to control swords, this person was able to dance the sword with great enthusiasm. He probably added a levitation technique to the sword and used the airflow of his body to drive the mahogany sword to fly.

This method was somewhat subtle, but it was just a little clever. After Chen Zun saw through it, he didn't say anything.

After Mr. Wang and other tall and thin Taoist men sheathed their swords, they made a decision on the spot and said, "Okay, the Taoist master's swordsmanship is exquisite and the magic talisman is amazingly powerful. It is more than enough to get rid of this evil thing. It's up to you."

"The spells used by Pindao are only the lowest, and there are still means. Please don't worry, Mr. Wang."

The tall and thin Taoist looked somewhat proud. He glanced at the fat monk provocatively and said, "Bald Donkey, it's your turn. The poor Taoist wants to see what you are capable of."

Everyone looked over.

The pressure suddenly came to the fat monk's side.

The fat monk shook his head and sighed: "Niubi, if that's all you have, you will disappoint the poor monk."

The tall and thin Taoist snorted with a cold face: "It's just a tough talk. If it doesn't work, just leave quickly to avoid embarrassment."

"Mr. Wang, keep an eye on it."

The fat monk clasped his hands together.

The prayer beads hang between the hands.

He lowered his head and closed his eyes, his face showed no surprise or joy.

He chanted Buddhist sutras in a low voice.

The fat monk just stood and chanted sutras, and nothing happened.

This scene made everyone look at each other in shock.

The monk suddenly chanted sutras, but he couldn't use any magic. It didn't seem like he was casting a spell, but more like... salvation.

"Mysterious."

The sarcasm on the tall and thin Taoist's face became more and more intense.

Mr. Wang also had a look of displeasure on his face.

But Chen Zun saw something was wrong.

The fat monk was clearly conserving his strength.

Just when everyone thought that the fat monk was just thinking blindly.

The fat monk's body glowed with a little golden light.

As he chanted sutras faster, the golden light on his body became stronger and stronger, as if his body was plated with gold.

He was enveloped by a solemn aura, and everyone's hearts calmed down.

The fat monk suddenly opened his eyes and shouted loudly.

"Bah!"

As he shouted.

The golden light on his body exploded, and the golden light spread to the surroundings.

Following this loud shout, the fat monk returned to normal and recited the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha……"

After this sound, everyone recovered from their calm mood, and everyone looked shocked.

Mr. Wang's eyes were gleaming, he patted the table next to him and said excitedly: "It's just you. Master's Dharma is profound and he will be able to get rid of evil things."