Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

Chu Yao formed a magic seal with his hands, lowered his eyes, and recited the divine mantra slowly but firmly.

"The heaven and the earth are natural, and the filthy energy is dispersed. The cave is mysterious and luminous."

"The power of the eight directions makes me natural. The spiritual treasure talisman tells the nine heavens."

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"The evil and evil dissipate, but the energy of the Tao will remain forever."

In an instant, countless bright white light spots gathered from all around, fluttering like a group of butterflies. They gently landed on the bright red skin of the Rakshasa Ghost King, turning him into a white giant statue.

The Rakshasa Ghost King only felt a warm and comfortable feeling emanating from his body. As new skin grew on the flesh and blood that had been exposed for a long time, the blood-colored evil energy in his body gradually dissipated and was replaced by pure white light.

A leisurely sigh came out of his dry and hoarse throat. He lowered his head and looked at his hands. They looked like humans he had not seen for a long time.

Is this what it feels like to be alive?

It seemed that he hadn't experienced it for a long time, so long that he had forgotten that he was once a part of a human being.

The Rakshasa Ghost King watched as his body gradually became transparent and dispersed into pure white souls one after another. Their pain had been purified by Chu Yao, and their souls were no longer imprisoned and returned to their original appearance.

They thanked Chu Yao gratefully and flew to where they should go one by one.

Chu Yao was the only one left in the huge space. She looked stern and formed another seal, using her fingers as swords.

"Broken!" The sword pointed towards the direction, and a dazzling golden light cut through the entire space, splitting the Rakshasa Umbrella in half!

"My Rakshasa Umbrella -" Bi Yuewu wailed. The Rakshasa Umbrella is her natal magic weapon. When it is damaged, the same amount of damage will come back to her.

She spat out a large mouthful of blood and endured the severe pain. Her fingers flew up and down, trying to form an attack seal.

As soon as she folded her hands together, she was hit by a purple lightning bolt on the wrist!

In an instant, electric current coursed through her body, causing her to twitch and faint.

Just in case, Chu Yao put a binding talisman on Bi Yuewu to ensure that she couldn't move even after she woke up.

She grabbed Bi Yuewu's wrist, opened her eyes, and quickly retraced time, showing Bi Yuewu's entire life before Chu Yao's eyes.

Chu Yao frowned and picked out the memories related to the Qiming Meeting.

Perhaps because it happened a long time ago, the entire memory of the Qiming Meeting is very vague. Except for Bi Yuewu, no one else's faces can be clearly seen.

At that time, Bi Yuewu was just a somewhat arrogant girl. She had a handsome and wealthy lover, and the two were extremely close.

Until one day, her lover asked her to elope with him to his hometown of Diancheng, and the girl who fell in love agreed without hesitation.

But when she came to Dian City, her lover persuaded her to join his metaphysical church. He also said that there were countless benefits and that he had gained huge wealth from the church.

At first, Bi Yuewu refused, but under the coercion and temptation of her lover, she had to compromise.

The Qiming Society taught her the magic of refining the Ghost King and exorcising all ghosts, and gave her a new name and an invincible magical weapon.

From then on, she gave up her former self and became one of the twenty-eight disciples.

Much later, Bi Yuewu found out that his lover was one of the four hall masters of the Qiming Society, codenamed White Tiger.

She was the one chosen by the "Fifth Master", so Bai Hu pretended to fall in love with her just to make her become the fifth under his command, Bi Yuewu.

After the flashback ended, Chu Yao glanced at the clock on the wall. Less than ten minutes had passed since she was sucked into the umbrella just now.

She picked up the Rakshasa umbrella on the ground. The Rakshasa ghost king inside was no longer there, and the miserable scene on the umbrella had also disappeared, leaving only the dark red silk.

Just as she was thinking about what to do with Bi Yuewu who fainted, the door to her house suddenly opened.

A tall man with a cold appearance walked in from outside the door. He frowned when he saw Chu Yao, quickly took out the gun from his waist and pointed it at Chu Yao.

Chu Yao's eyes, which were already unhappy, became darker and darker. She squinted and looked at the uninvited guest in front of her, slightly surprised.

This person actually has some connection with me?

But her temper was not good enough to allow others to break into her home one after another and point guns at her.

"Put your hands up and squat against the wall!" the man said sternly. He was the director of the Secret Service who drove over.

Because he had never seen Chu Yao, he subconsciously thought that the people in the room were Bi Yuewu's accomplices.

At the same time, a trace of evil energy lingered on Chu Yao's fingertips. When the director spoke, she drove the evil energy straight towards the director's veins.

The director felt a sudden pain in his wrist holding the gun, and the gun slipped from his hand. Chu Yao followed the trend, leaned forward, and attacked his chest!

He stepped back, but unexpectedly, Chu Yao hit him hard on the waist with another elbow. The director had to clamp her arm and try to bend it hard.

But Chu Yao was as light as a swallow, easily escaping from his restraints, and struck out cleanly again!

The director's fists opened and closed, fierce and fierce, but Chu Yao relaxed and relaxed, using softness to overcome strength. For a moment, the two of them were indistinguishable, and the empty room was filled with the sound of the collision of their fists and feet.

The director secretly smacked his tongue, with such a weird figure and ruthless kung fu, he was worthy of being a member of the Qiming Society.

He had been practicing internal martial arts since he was a child, but he felt vaguely struggling.

The director suddenly stood up in the air, put his dark energy on his toes, and kicked towards Chu Yao's shoulder blades. The power contained in this blow was extremely terrifying. If it were an ordinary person, his bones would be broken on the spot!

However, Chu Yao was unhurried and had no intention of evading. Her lower body was as stable as a rock. When the director was only two or three centimeters away from her, she raised her two fingers into a sword gesture and struck his ankle firmly and hard. At!

In an instant, the director was suddenly knocked away by her two fingers. With a loud bang, the director fell to the ground in an extremely embarrassed state.

"You——" The director was about to speak, but Chu Yao quickly took out two talismans, closed his eyes and said: "Bie, Jing."

She gently released her fingertips, and the two talismans quickly flew away and stuck to the director's body, as if they had become self-aware.

The director found that his limbs suddenly lost strength, and his lips seemed to be sealed with glue, unable to open.

He shook his head, trying to shake off the talisman paper, but the fluttering talisman paper was firmly attached and would not move at all.

The director gave a wry smile. He didn't expect Bi Yuewu to have such a powerful helper. He was really careless this time.

But he was also a little strange, since this girl was from the Enlightenment Society, why didn't she kill him, but just detained him aside.

Moreover, she has extraordinary skills and is superb at controlling the talismans. Could it be that she is one of the four hall masters of the Qiming Society?

He was lost in thought, and suddenly, with his peripheral vision, he saw someone else in the corner of the room.

That was the person he had been tracking for several months and who turned into ashes and whom he also knew - Bi Yuewu. She was looking at him in horror.