Quickly wear something to save you

"Woo... Madam Ancestral Temple! You have to decide for us, there are evil spirits in the village..."

"The Empress of the Ancestral Temple appears! The Empress of the Ancestral Temple appears..."

When entering the house, the monks from three lakes and five continents closed their sense of smell, because the room was full of cigarettes and the smell was strong, maybe it was the male cultivator who wanted to show his presence in front of the little junior sister Rong Aoqing but was despised but seemed to be at this time again. I found an opportunity once, and after all, I am also a core disciple of Baishazhou's inner sect, and my cultivation level is not bad, and I saw something wrong as soon as I entered.

"Huh? What's the smell..." The male cultivator shrugged his nose, "Zhulixiang... No, there's also... Mandala..." The expressions of all the monks were serious, this mandala is a kind of illusory Ling Zhi, how could this ingredient be added to the spices during the sacrifice and worship?

"Elder, look!" Apparently Rong Aoqing also saw something wrong. "Hmph, how dare a little spirit be called a god?"

Even Han Mingxiu saw the aura fluctuations in the stone statues as early as he entered the door, but it was not strong. Seeing that someone was coming out, he stopped talking and just looked around at the portraits hanging on the wall. The most important characters should be the ancestors of this village.

"Who are you? Why are you disrespecting our ancestral temple empress?!" The villagers got up and glared at Rong Aoqing and the others. Fortunately, Li Zheng was on the side at this time, and hurried out to stop the village name. "Dazheng, they are the immortal masters I invited, your son is saved!!"

"Immortal Master? But..."

"What kind of things can your 'Zumiao Empress' save us or not?" Rong Aoqing glanced at the stone statue with cold eyes and asked coldly?

"The name of our village died inexplicably, and so did the children of Dazheng's family. If we don't rescue them quickly, it will be too late!" The person who spoke was the thin man surrounded by the body on the ground. He was the barefoot doctor of this village. From time to time, he felt the breath of the body in front of him, and saw that he had exhaled more air and less inhaled.

"We also want to see the abilities of your ancestral temple empress. Come out!" Rong Aoqing looked at the people on the ground indifferently. Cultivators have a very indifferent view of life, but at this time she is more interested in the stone statues. of spirits.

Everyone's eyes turned to the stone statue on the altar table. The other person might not be able to avoid it, so he showed his figure. This is the first time that the villagers saw the real body of the ancestral temple empress. Everyone was very excited, and they knelt down to pay respects, and stood still. Only monks from three lakes and five continents are left.

This humanistic girl is extremely beautiful, with a faint charm between her brows, Han Mingxiu looked at such a face, and his heart froze slightly, such a temperament, so much like...

"...Seniors, there is only a stone statue in my little girl. It is because of the belief of the villagers that I was lucky enough to have spiritual consciousness... I have never thought of myself as a fairy or even a god, but... because I am afraid of being contaminated by karma, I have never appeared to correct their slips of the tongue. "This woman's face was full of tears, and with her icy muscles and bones, these male cultivators were stunned. Even Rong Aoqing, who was also a woman, couldn't help being stunned for a moment, before reacting, she let out a cold snort.

"Since the little girl was born because of the worship of the villagers for generations, she is naturally anxious when she sees a death in the village. It's just that the little girl's mana is low, and she can't see what kind of demonic obstacle it is. Fortunately, I met a few seniors passing by here, and I ask them to help... My little girl is willing , to offer up the… Inexhaustible Rong Aoqing's eyes showed greed.

This incense of luck is a rare thing in the world, because only public opinion can give birth to it, and it is a treasure that can only be condensed by countless beliefs.Although such a short section is not much, taking it outside will definitely cause competition from all sides.Just because of wearing this thing, entering the secret realm, hunting for treasures is like God's help.

In this world, there are always some sons of luck, darlings of heaven, who can meet immortal treasures when they go out, jump off a cliff and encounter hidden secrets, be killed and turn dangers into blessings, and use this to make a fortune. , such as Luo Chenfeng.This is luck.Luck is very ethereal, some monks try to do good and donate among mortals and collect faith for this luck.

"What's wrong? Let me have a look." One of the male cultivators reacted very quickly, squeezed the formula with both hands, and penetrated into the body with divine sense. There was a huge backlash, and after hearing a wow, Nanxiu fell to his knees with his head in his arms.His facial features were tangled together in pain, and then he passed out.

Although he hadn't formed the alchemy yet, he was already in the state of foundation establishment Dzogchen, and his consciousness was seriously injured when he met him, and everyone present couldn't help but become cautious.

"Let me try." The other male cultivator was the most gentle and quiet person on the way. He was the only one among this group of male cultivators who did not show any jealousy or dissatisfaction towards Han Mingxiu.

"Senior Brother Xiuming, be careful." Rong Aoqing also calmed down at this moment, she is not greedy for merit, as far as her status is concerned, if anyone here gets the incense of luck, she can get it After returning home, she let this piece of good fortune be transferred to her own hands, and she has always been more confident about this.Seeing that Zhan Mingyue just stood aside and didn't intend to make a move, she was quite satisfied in her heart. In her opinion, Zhan Mingyue was also afraid of her identity and wanted to sell her out.

Lin Xiuming walked up to the body, put his fingers together on the man's neck, then opened his mouth, and then put it on the pulse of his wrist. Everyone has abandoned this diagnostic method since they practiced Taoism. At first glance, I am really not used to it, but this method is like the way ordinary doctors and doctors see a doctor.

Lin Xiuming suddenly pointed his other hand together like a sword, concentrating on the fingertips, and tapped several big acupoints on the man's body in quick succession.Then the palms overlapped on the man's chest and abdomen, and a golden spiritual power merged into the man's chest. However, the man who had been motionless suddenly widened his eyes and opened his mouth, as if being attacked by a ferocious monster. Possessed, the skin is blue and purple, and the meridians are stretched and raised.

"Nightmare?!" Elder Jingming suddenly yelled, and at the same time, Lin Xiuming, who seemed to have been hit hard by something, was thrown to the ground with great force, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

Han Mingxiu suddenly realized when he heard the words, he took a big step and wanted to restrain the possessed person, but the abnormality of the other party just now was like an illusion, and he lay quietly on the ground again, motionless.

"Let me come, the nightmare is cunning and not easy to catch. Just protect me and wait for me to track the whereabouts of the nightmare!" Elder Jingming came to the man as soon as he took a step, helped the fainted man up, and put his hand on the On the top of his head, he pinched the formula with one hand and changed gestures in front of his chest.

"Brother, how are you?!" Rong Aoqing and several fellow disciples hurried to Lin Xiuming to help him up, and stood beside him.

Lin Xiuming shook his head but didn't open his mouth. In fact, he couldn't open his mouth either. He just felt dizzy, nauseous, and chest tightness, and his meridians were blocked.In the face-to-face just now, the other party can attack him with the power of the soul, which is definitely at the Nascent Soul stage, and he is not an opponent at all.

"Senior fellow Taoist, are you with them?" Han Mingxiu stared at Elder Jingming waiting for the result, but suddenly heard a soft female voice coming from beside him, and turned his head to look at the petite girl gargoyle.The other party was not as tall as him, and raised her face slightly. From Han Mingxiu's line of sight, she could clearly see the swan-like graceful arc of her white and flawless neck. Her eyes were flickering, looking at him intently.