Chapter 235: Millennium Sunken Wood

Fu Yang patted their heads and praised them:

“Well done!”

Bringing them out will indeed come in handy.

Wu Kongming's eyes were wide open at this time.

Just two clicks and it's done?

Then what was the point of me being prepared to fight to the death just now?

Wu Kongming looked at Fu Yang with a complicated look.

In the world of metaphysics, when did such a formidable fellow appear?!

His own strength is unfathomable, and he has four immortals following him.

But soon, Wu Kongming began to laugh again and said to Fu Yang with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist, I'm lucky to have you here today. Otherwise, I'm afraid I would have really been martyred."

I didn't expect that this person, who looks so young, is so capable.

Then he asked:

"Excuse me, what is your name, fellow Daoist? My name is Wu Kongming."

Fu Yang:

"My surname is Yan, and my given name is Fuyang."

Wu Kongming nodded and was about to say something when he saw a young man running in from outside the yard, panting.

"Sister Yang, you, you ran too fast. Whoosh, I couldn't see your shadow anymore."

Zeng Kang was panting heavily as he ran all the way, feeling more tired than running 3,000 meters in college.

The car broke down on the road just now. He was repairing it when he saw Sister Yang pinching her fingers and her expression changed. In the blink of an eye, he could no longer see Sister Yang in front of him.

Zeng Kang didn't care about the car anymore and ran all the way back to the village.

Fortunately, fortunately Sister Yang really came to the village.

Otherwise, what would he do?

Fu Yang looked at Zeng Dayou who had fainted on the ground, pressed a few of his acupoints, and then placed an evil-repelling talisman on him.

Zeng Kang only then noticed that there was another person on the ground and said in surprise:

"Isn't this Uncle Zeng? Why did he faint?"

Then he looked at Wu Kongming again, and seeing that he was in a mess, with blood at the corner of his mouth, he asked doubtfully:

"This is?"

Fu Yang:

"This is Daoist Fellow Wu Kongming."

When Zeng Kang heard that Wu Kongming was also a Taoist priest, he ignored his image for a moment and said in surprise:

"That's great! Now I'll be more confident in dealing with that ghost!"

Then he asked Fu Yang:

"Sister Yang, do you think I should prepare something, like cinnabar, black dog blood, or something like that? Once that ghost shows up, we'll give it a hard blow!"

Fu Yang raised an eyebrow.

"No need for anything. That ghost has already disappeared from this world."

Zeng Kang looked surprised.

"What?"

Fu Yang:

"Just before you came, the ghost had already died. If you had run faster, maybe I could have shown you what she looked like."

When Zeng Kang heard this, he quickly waved his hands.

"No need, no need."

He didn't really want to see it.

The main reason is that he didn't dare to look.

Then he quickly praised:

"Sister Yang, I know you're the best. There's nothing you can't take down once you make a move!"

Then he looked at Wu Kongming and praised:

"Master Wu must have contributed a lot, thank you so much, thank you so much!"

Wu Kongming felt a little ashamed when he heard this.

He really wasn't any help.

Zeng Dayou woke up at this time and looked at Fu Yang and Zeng Kang in front of him with a confused look on his face.

"What's wrong with me?"

Zeng Kang introduced excitedly:

"This is Master Fu Yang, whom I invited. This is Master Wu Kongming. Second Uncle, the ghosts in our village have been dealt with! You don't have to be afraid anymore!"

When Zeng Dayou heard this, he clapped his hands and laughed.

"Okay, okay, that's great! The master you invited must be really good, unlike the one from last time."

Then he looked at Wu Kongming and said:

"Thank you so much, Taoist Priest. I didn't expect you to be so powerful."

When Wu Kongming heard this, he felt ashamed.

"It wasn't me. It was this Taoist priest Yan beside me who took action and successfully eliminated the evil spirit. I didn't contribute much."

Then he rubbed his hands and said to Fu Yang embarrassedly:

"Friend Yan, I wonder if you could lend me some money. I owe this fellow a meal."

Fu Yang: "Sure."

It’s this fellow Daoist Wu. He’s having a pretty miserable time out there.

As she spoke, she took out a hundred yuan in cash and handed it over.

"Is that enough?"

Wu Kongming nodded.

"That's enough."

As he said that, he gave the hundred yuan to Zeng Dayou.

"Thank you for the treat, this is my meal money."

Zeng Dayou felt a little embarrassed and refused.

"No, no, you and this Taoist Master Yan have helped our village so much, how can I charge you for a meal?"

Wu Kongming handed over the money.

"No, you must accept it. One thing is one thing."

Hearing this, Zeng Kang quickly took out a bank card from his pocket and put it in Fu Yang's hand.

"Sister Yang, don't worry. We all know the rules. Thank you for coming all the way here. This is a small token of our appreciation."

Then Zeng Kang looked at Wu Kongming again, thought for a moment, and handed over all the cash in his pocket, about a thousand yuan.

At the beginning, he only prepared money for Sister Yang, but he didn't expect that a Taoist priest named Wu would suddenly appear.

Zeng Kang looked at the blood at the corner of Taoist Wu's mouth and his disheveled appearance, and thought it would be embarrassing not to give it to him.

"Master Wu, I hope you don't mind it being so little."

Wu Kongming lost a peach wood sword and was injured, so the money was well worth it.

Zeng Kang saw him accept it, smiled and said to the two of them:

"Sister Yang, Taoist Wu, it's already so late and my car has broken down. How about you stay in the village today and I'll take you to the city tomorrow to catch a bus?"

Fu Yang thought about it and agreed.

"good."

Wu Kongming also agreed.

Given his condition today, he should have a good rest tonight.

Fu Yang lived in the village chief's house, while Wu Kongming stayed in Zeng Dayou's house.

That night, everyone in the village knew that the ghost wandering in the mountains behind the village had been killed by the master.

Suddenly the door opened and people dared to speak loudly.

After nightfall, Fu Yang took Yu Cang and the other three to the back mountain.

The fact that the kid was able to cultivate such a climate in just a few decades shows that there is something special in the mountains behind Zengjia Village.

As soon as Fu Yang entered the mountain, he found that the yin energy in the mountain was particularly heavy, but also particularly clean.

This kind of cleanliness means that there are no ghosts.

They must have all been swallowed by that little devil.

Therefore, such a heavy yin energy can only come from heavenly materials.

Fu Yang closed his eyes, felt it carefully, and then curled up the corners of his mouth.

She found out.

The next second, her figure disappeared from the spot and appeared in the deepest part of the forest.

Fu Yang looked at the ground under her feet, then waved her hand, and the soil on the ground scattered layer by layer.

After a lot of effort, Fu Yang finally saw what she wanted.

It's a piece of thousand-year-old sunken wood!

This is a wonderful treasure!

Not only can it be used as a medicinal guide for the Soul Gathering Pill, but it can also be used to refine magical instruments for summoning and guiding souls. Most importantly, this thousand-year-old sunken wood is also a great treasure for calming and nourishing the soul.

She really made money this time!