Chapter 65 Uncle, lend me some pure yang energy



It was almost midnight when the black zombie finally left. Midnight is when the essence of the sun and moon is at its peak, and he couldn't miss it.

At one o'clock, the old Taoist opened the coffin, went out, and lit the candle on the large central stone.

Only then could I see the young man's appearance clearly. He was fair-skinned and somewhat delicate, and looked very tall and imposing.

"Are you poisoned by corpse poison?" the old Taoist asked him calmly.

“Hmm!” Zhang Xiaomo replied, her face pale.

Do you have glutinous rice?

"No."

Seeing his pained expression, the old Taoist priest thought for a moment and said, "This corpse poison is formed from yin energy. If you have something of extreme yang to suppress it, you might still be saved."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Zhang Xiaomo looking at him, her face pale, but her eyes filled with a sinister aura.

"Why...why are you staring at me like that?" Zhang Xiaomo's gaze made her blurt out in her local dialect.

Zhang Xiaomo looked at the old Taoist priest and sized him up. The old Taoist priest looked somewhat old, but in the dim candlelight, his skin seemed a little too fair and tender.

Swallowing hard, Zhang Xiaomo felt the corpse poison attacking his chest. His eyes darkened. "I'm sorry, fellow Daoist."

To save his life, if Zhang Xiaomo doesn't go to hell, who will? Give it to me!

"bump!"

"What...what did you do to me?" The old Taoist was filled with terror. His cultivation had been locked? This technique...the secret sealing technique of the Sanqing Temple...the Spirit Sealing Technique.

"Senior... just bear with it, it will pass. I... will be gentle... and borrow a little of your pure yang energy."

"Ah...you son of a bitch, how could you do this to me? Good heavens, I'm over forty, filthy and smelly, I haven't washed my ass in decades, please let me go..."

Zhang Xiaomo's gaze was firm, and she said softly, "Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, Grandpa... no!... Uncle, I don't look down on you."

God, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, but I'm disgusted! Is there anyone who can save him?

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