Chapter 291 I will help you turn back

At this moment, I was struck by lightning, staring at the spot with my eyes wide open, and I didn't come back to my senses for a long time.

In fact, what this evil monk said was too shocking.

Someone once said that whoever gets the River Map will get the world, and whoever gets the Luoshu will get immortality, but from ancient times to the present, how many people have really achieved immortality?

And how many emperors can always control the government and maintain the country forever?

From this, it can be seen that even if you get the River Map and Luoshu, you may not be able to understand the things on it.

Even the founders of those big sects, such as the founder of Longhu Mountain who left countless legends in the world, Zhang Daoling, the first Tianshi of Tianshi Mansion, didn't he finally pass away?

Even if our ancestor Tianlinzi, who is a member of the Yinren lineage, has learned something from the River Chart and the Luoshu, he will eventually return to dust.

These are all famous figures in history. Compared with them, the so-called top ten masters in the world are simply a joke.

However, my senior sister has already been enlightened. Could it be that my senior sister's qualifications... are comparable to our ancestor of the Yinren lineage or Zhang Daoling?

Doesn't that mean that my senior sister... even has the qualifications to establish a sect and become the ancestor?

At this moment, I suddenly remembered what the Yincha had said to me.

The ghost was trapped in the deadly feng shui bureau and became the center of attention. Before he died, he told me that my sister was very, very qualified and it was not an exaggeration to describe her as peerless. If she had not given up so much for me, she might even become the leader of Taoism in the future.

I didn't believe it at first, but now, I have to believe it!

"So, benefactor, you don't have to play dumb anymore. Since I've come here, I'm determined to get it. If you don't give it to me, I can only use some tricks." He smiled and said, "Although I never kill indiscriminately, my method of searching for gods is extremely sophisticated. Don't worry, I promise that you will not die after searching for gods, but... as for how you will live, I can't guarantee it. Maybe you will become a vegetable without a soul, or maybe, you will become an idiot..."

I didn't say anything when I heard it, but just lowered my head and looked at the Soul-Slaying Knife in my hand.

At this moment, the blade of the Soul-Slaying Sword is no longer as gorgeous as before. The blood-red blade is gradually returning to its original color, and the vitality and energy transported into my body are no longer as strong as before.

The pain of my meridians being torn has slowly subsided, and my right arm, which was originally a lot thicker, is gradually returning to its original state at this moment, and the injuries to my internal organs have also recovered miraculously.

"Damn, if this ancestor can cooperate with me later, I may be able to fight. I will definitely not be able to beat it, but running should be no problem." I said secretly in my heart.

At this time, the evil-eyed demon monk chanted a Buddhist name: "Namo Amitabha, donor, since you continue to be obsessed, I can only save you with the Dharma!"

As he finished speaking, he stood upright with his hands clasped in front of his chest, and then closed his eyes.

Then, a trembling sound of "Om" was heard, and endless ghost energy suddenly spread out from his body.

"I will not become a Buddha until all the fierce ghosts in the world are gone, Namo Amitabha!"

At this moment, the playful smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a lowered brow and a kind look with a compassionate look.

If he was surrounded by a layer of Buddha's light at this moment, I would even suspect that this person was the reincarnation of the Buddha.

But, he was surrounded by a ghostly aura.

The combination of his compassionate face and the ghostly aura made him look particularly strange, but at this moment, his appearance was very consistent with his name, the "evil-eyed demon monk".

"Donor, if you can't hold on, you can hold my hand and I will help you turn back!" After he finished speaking, he loosened his clasped hands, pointed his right hand at me, pointed his finger at me and shouted, "Ghost saver!" "

Buzz! ..."

A trembling sound came out, and the endless ghostly aura shook violently behind him.

It seemed that even the void was shaking with this ghostly aura, and then, like ripples on his face, the vibration slowly spread to the surroundings, forming a special energy field around.

"Is it a formation that blocks the outside world?" I looked at the slowly spreading ripples, my eyes full of solemnity.

The ghostly aura was eerie and filled with a demonic smell, but this demon monk still had a compassionate look on his face, and his originally ordinary left eyeball turned golden, as if his right half was a demon and his left half was a Buddha.

"Ahhh!..."

Countless fierce ghosts emerged from the ghostly aura, they had different appearances, some had green faces and fangs, some were bleeding, and after emerging at this moment, they all looked like starving ghosts, staring at me with a pair of blood-red eyes.

"Oh my god!" After seeing this scene, I immediately cursed inwardly, then held the Soul-Slaying Knife and swung it fiercely.

But damn, the Soul-Slaying Blade didn't stop at all. The barbs that had already pierced deep into my palm even pierced a little deeper. Then, a faint suction force began to spread out.

"Still want to devour? Damn it, do you not care whether I live or die?" Fortunately,

the suction force was not too strong. I suddenly loosened my palm, then put the Soul-Slaying Blade on my waist and began to retreat quickly.

But the Soul-Slaying Blade was still making trouble, shaking around my waist, as if it would come out of its sheath at any time.

Seeing this, I tore off a piece of cloth from my clothes with a "rip" sound, and then directly wrapped it around the handle and scabbard of the Soul-Slaying Blade.

I twisted the Soul-Slaying Blade for dozens of times, until it was twisted into a big dumpling, and then I stopped.

After being twisted a few times, the Soul-Slaying Blade actually regained its composure.

But, although the Soul-Slaying Blade no longer acted like a demon, it was obviously impossible to rely on it.

At this time, groups of fierce ghosts had already rushed in front of me. Seeing this, I gritted my teeth, then pinched my hands and quickly recited the spell: "Respectfully invite the Northern Zhenwu God, who steps on the Wuguanji Ao spirit. The one with disheveled hair is the general, and the seven stars on the top of the head are the gods. The one who comes to suppress the fierce ghosts is also the emperor, and is in charge of the armored soldiers in the sky. The Azure Dragon on the left, the White Tiger on the right, the Vermillion Bird in front, and the Gouchen behind, the Zhenwu Xuanguang is as urgent as the command!"

As my voice fell, the Qi in my body was

immediately aroused. I heard a trembling sound of "hum", and the majestic Qi instantly diffused out, and then they quickly gathered together and turned into a golden light, condensing in my palm.

Then, I shouted loudly: "The mysterious light of the Great Emperor Zhenwu appears, and all evil spirits will be killed without mercy!"

As I shouted, the golden light in my hand was like the golden light emanating from the eyes of a god, carrying a hot and fierce aura, and directly hit the group of evil spirits.