Apprentice the four-eyed Taoist master

Chapter Twenty-Seven

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As soon as he tied the two roosters and the black dog, Xu Junming's ears moved, and he quietly concealed his own figure. After a short while, a guy wearing a brown hood crept in.

Looking at the figure, it was just an hour ago, the young cultivator who had just left here with Father Wu.

Watching him steal into the hall, he uncovered three of the seals in front of the clay statue of Taishang Laojun in the middle of the hall, and after holding them in his arms, he secretly ran out.

Xu Junming walked out of the shadows, and after a little hesitation, followed.

Follow him all the way to the church.

Under the rainy weather, the tall church looked a bit more gloomy than before, and the beggars who were still hovering around the church before begging are now gone.

After entering the door, the young cultivator quickly closed the heavy wooden door of the church.

A mirror image flashed in Xu Junming's pupils, and a black breath as high as three feet tall suddenly emerged from the northwest corner of the church!

"What a strong Yin Qi!"

Moreover, there are many sources of these Yin Qi, but almost half of them are emitted by the guy lying on the sarcophagus.

The second most powerful source of Yin Qi is standing next to the sarcophagus, a guy with a short stature and a vicious face, who looks like it is Dragon Slaying!

The remaining people around are the missing people in the town, and the ‘fake corpses’ who were driven here by Dragon Slayer!

"Hey, it shouldn't be! I have absorbed the Blood Essence of so many people, and among them there is a Xiantian early stage ascetic. The strength of this black stiff is not strengthened at all?"

When Xu Junming pulled out the half cross from here last time, he used the bronze mirror to probe the strength of the western zombie.

The Yin Qi on his body hardly changed from that of him back then. This is completely opposite to the situation where the more blood-sucking zombies, the stronger their strength.

Xu Junming showed a deep thought on his face.

There is only one explanation for the current situation. The western zombie is not a zombie at all, but a ‘non-bone’.

Only by ‘not melting bone’ can you not strengthen your strength through blood-sucking. The moment they were bitten, their strength was already fixed.

The stronger the host of the corpse poison, the stronger the strength of not turning bones.

Before the bone is bitten, the stronger the strength of itself, the stronger the strength after becoming the bone!

Except for the two, unless it is the Heavenly and Mortal Treasures who swallow the Yin attribute, they cannot advance through cultivation, and their strength will remain constant until they are killed by the cultivator.

Not enough, a mouthful of corpse poison can create an indestructible bone equivalent to the late stage of a black stiff, how strong will the zombie who bite him be? !

Xu Junming was shocked and looked around quickly.

"Couldn't... there is still a ‘bronze armor corpse’ hidden in this church?"

Before and after, he carefully checked the bronze mirror around the church, and was sure that there was no stronger yin, before Xu Junming was relieved.

If there is really a bronze armor corpse here, he will definitely leave Jiuquan Town as soon as possible.

Damn it, he encountered a bronze armored corpse equivalent to a Gold Core cultivator in the early stage of Xiantian, and he couldn't even stuff his teeth between his teeth.

"call…!"

After a sigh of relief, "Am I guessing wrong?"

Looking at the time, it was noon in another quarter of an hour, which is twelve o'clock at noon.

It seems that Uncle Jiu, who was caught up in the town hall's affairs, has no time to slay demons and demons today.

Xu Junming hesitated for a moment, his eyes fixed. Stepped towards the main entrance of the church.

"Boom...!"

The knock on the door alarmed the cultivator in the church.

After a short while, the young cultivator who stole the talisman opened a crack in the door, and when he saw him, his face couldn't help showing a panic.

I have done something bad, and now I see the suffering master, of course I will be flustered.

"You... are you okay?"

"I want to see Father Wu?"

Seeing that he didn't mention Fuzhuan, the young cultivator calmed down a bit.

"Wait a minute!"

Xu Junming nodded.

The young cultivator closed the door and opened it again after a short time.

"The priest invites you in."

Xu Junming stepped into the door, crossed a corridor, and turned into the church hall.

He is very sensitive to yin qi, who practices pure yang. The yin qi in this hall is nearly twice as thick as the outside. And there is a touch of blood in it.

"God bless the world, Mr. Xu!"

Xu Junming replied with a salute, his eyes swept over the black and random water stains on the ground.

"Father Wu, our Taoist Fu seal is not burning and drinking water, but like this...!"

Xu Junming took out a golden rune from the deerskin bag and stuck it on the bite place on Father Wu's neck like lightning.

Pure Yang Qi is the nemesis of Yin Qi and Corpse Qi. When the two touch, it is the tip of the needle against the wheat.

"what…!"

With a cry of pain, Father Wu suddenly fell to the ground.

"Father, priest...!"

The young cultivator looked flustered and hurriedly reached for his arm.

"No...nothing!"

Father Wu, sweating profusely, stood up with the help of the young cultivator.

Although his Mental Energy is strong, his body is as weak as his age. This kind of practice is similar to the Buddhist way of enlightenment. Although the practice is rapid, its weaknesses are also obvious.

"Thank you, I'm much better now!"

Xu Junming shook his head.

"Don't thank me. And my golden rune only helps you suppress the corpse poison, it can't save your life!"

The powerful Mental Energy, although it was guaranteed that after Father Wu was bitten, he did not become boneless for nearly a day. But the corpse poison has eroded the heart and can't live anymore.

"I know. But before that, I hope to ask you and Jiushu to help solve those demons. Otherwise, the entire Jiuquan Town people will suffer!"

"Slashing demons and eliminating demons, and maintaining peace in one's place are also the responsibility of our Taoist scholars in China. We are obliged to understand what you said. But I want to know the origin of the devil?"

Father Wu froze for a moment, his face dimmed.

"Do you really know?" Xu Junming was astonished. He was only a tentative question just now, and he didn't report much hope.

"Ugh…!"

Father Wu sighed heavily, with a touch of memory on his face.

"As of now, I can no longer hide it! The name of the devil who disturbed the church is James, a missionary who came to China from the Eagle Country, and is also my godfather!"

"Godfather James is a kind man. When he was in Jiuquan Town, he always treated the people in the town for free, and he often used the money donated by the town's merchants and landlords to buy rice to help the poor."

There was a lot of respect in Father Wu's eyes.

"...Until one night in July, an archaeological team from Guangdong Province of the ‘Eagle Country’ passed by here, headed by a Londoner named ‘Charles Hank’.”

"The night before departure, he took the initiative to find my godfather. I don't know what they were talking about, but the next day, the godfather told me that he was going out and let me lead the remaining cultivator to guard the church! "

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