I was clearly practicing martial arts, how did it become a magical power?

Accompanied by a dissatisfied grumble.

The old man Xuan Qian appeared strangely.

His eyes were covered with bloodshot, his face was covered with oil, and his hair was messy, just like those all-night gamblers.

"Hurry up and take a look at this ghost seed."

"If it really comes later, I wonder where you will go to gamble."

Leng Cang urged.

"Dig it out and take a look."

"Remember not to touch it."

Xuan Qian glanced at the faceless face, and his expression suddenly became solemn, not as jumpy as before.

Soon.

This faceless Buddha statue was dug out.

Even after such a violent collapse impact, this Buddha statue was not damaged at all.

Not even dust was stained.

"It's really a ghost seed."

Xuan Qian frowned slightly.

"Let people evacuate the back mountain first."

"This ghost seed doesn't seem to emit any pollution at present."

"But it's still safer."

Xuan Qian said.

Leng Cang nodded and asked Huang Qu to take the people from the Zhuxie Department, Xunming Department and Bingyu Department to guard the front yard first.

As for here.

Only he, Shangguan Yun, Xuan Qian, Qin Yang, Liu Yun, Zhao Xinmo and other spiritual masters were left.

Especially Zhao Xinmo and other spiritual masters, they had no awe of this faceless Buddha statue, and they watched closely and even discussed it.

"This is the ghost seed"

"It looks very evil but there is no aura."

"It would be great if we could take it back and study it."

Several spiritual masters kept discussing, and they had no fear of this Buddha statue, but were full of curiosity.

You know, the ghost seed has been extinct for many years since the Daqian Dynasty, and has never appeared. It only appears in some ancient books.

For spiritual masters who like to study all kinds of strange things, they will naturally not let it go.

"This ghost seed is almost done."

"Fortunately, you acted quickly."

Xuan Qian said thankfully after careful observation.

"So what should we do with this Buddha statue now?"

Leng Cang asked.

He thought the best way was to destroy it.

"It cannot be destroyed."

Xuan Qian saw Leng Cang's thoughts.

"This ghost species has been formed for the most part. Once it is destroyed, the inner power will explode."

"This Wenxin Temple is very likely to be polluted and then turned into a ghost den, which will be even more difficult to deal with at that time."

Xuan Qian explained.

"What should we do then?" Leng Cang frowned.

"I will cast a spell to seal it first."

"Then transport it back to the Xuntian Division, set up a great array to exorcise evil spirits, and wipe it out."

Xuan Qian said in a deep voice.

"Well, it's as you say."

Leng Cang nodded.

"Zhao Xinmo, you draw a spell to suppress evil spirits in this Buddha statue."

Xuan Qian looked at Zhao Xinmo who was watching the show on the side.

Zhao Xinmo did not refuse this matter.

But he was very cautious and put a lot of spells on himself.

Even Qin Yang stopped healing and came to join in the fun.

Zhao Xinmo was seen holding a thin brush, stained with a special pigment, and began to paint on the faceless Buddha statue.

A series of subtle and complicated spells were drawn on the surface of the Buddha statue.

In less than a moment.

Zhao Xinmo had drawn spells all over the Buddha statue.

Xuan Qian asked someone to bring a huge rock, and then looked at Shangguan Yun: "Sister Shangguan, help me make this rock into a stone coffin."

Shangguan Yun waved the long sword in her hand without saying a word.

Puff!

It was like a cutting machine.

After a few casual swings, the huge rock turned into a rough stone coffin.

Shangguan Yun even cut out the coffin lid.

"Sister's sword is really sharp."

Xuan Qian smiled.

Then he used his hands to pull the spiritual formula, and the white and green spiritual light flashed on his body, and dozens of illusory arms appeared out of thin air.

Seeing this, everyone hurriedly stepped back three points.

Even Qin Yang's eyes flashed a bit of solemnity.

Once you touch this faceless ghost Buddha statue, no one knows what will happen.

Even Xuan Qian, who seemed calm as usual, actually had cold sweat on his forehead.

To be honest, he had no idea what would happen next.

Soon.

These dozens of illusory vitality arms gently landed on the faceless ghost species Buddha statue.

Qin Yang secretly circulated the Beiming Black Water Qi and quietly stepped back a few steps.

He was not ready to attack at any time, but to run away at any time.

The existence of ghost species was not something he could touch.

Leng Cang, Shangguan Yun and others looked even more nervous.

As for Zhao Xinmo, this guy had an even more complicated expression.

Excitement, fear, expectation, fear. All kinds of emotions flowed on his face one by one.

For someone like him who was devoted to studying ghost weapons and ghost species, this was definitely the most rare opportunity.

Fortunately.

Nothing unusual happened.

Xuan Qian breathed a sigh of relief, circulated his spiritual power to control dozens of illusory palms, lifted the faceless Buddha statue out of thin air, and carefully placed it in the sarcophagus.

Leng Cang took the coffin lid and put it on without saying anything.

Xuan Qian took out a copper lamp and placed it on the coffin.

Puff~~

The copper lamp lit up by itself, and the light was as bright as a yellow bean.

"As long as this lamp doesn't go out."

"It should be fine."

Xuan Qian breathed a sigh of relief.

The back of his shabby Taoist robe was wet.

"That's fine."

Leng Cang also wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.

"Continue to draw the talisman for me."

"Draw it without leaving any gaps."

Xuan Qian said again.

This job was naturally done by Zhao Xinmo.

This time, it took a full hour, Zhao Xinmo's hands were almost cramped, and finally the stone coffin was covered with talismans.

At this moment.

The sky was slightly bright, showing a purple-blue color.

"Take it back first."

Xuan Qian said in a deep voice.

It was not easy to carry the coffin.

Leng Cang called eight real-power warriors, all of whom were carrying talismans.

Xuan Qian and other spiritual masters guarded.

One of the spiritual masters took a deep breath, and his stomach swelled strangely, as if it became round like a balloon.

The next moment.

He opened his mouth and spit out a thick white mist.

The white mist spread rapidly with the stone coffin as the center, covering the area of ​​several meters.

In this way, people outside could not see what was inside the white mist.

Leng Cang and Shangguan Yun guarded in front and behind respectively.

In this way, everyone returned to Yongning City at the fastest speed.

Along the way, Leng Cang and Shangguan Yun generously released their own auras, so that the spies dared not approach.

Finally, they returned to the Patrol Department without any danger.

Finally, they brought back something, which aroused the curiosity of the major forces in the city.

Soon.

The Patrol Department also issued a notice, listing the dark and terrifying deeds of the Questioning Heart Temple.

This time, Yongning City was completely blown up.

The Questioning Heart Temple has been in Yongning Prefecture for so many years, and it has long formed the image of a Buddhist holy place in the hearts of many people.

But now looking at the evidence of crimes announced by the Patrol Department, it is simply a cannibalistic devil's den.

"I went to the Questioning Heart Temple two days ago."

"Doesn't this mean that I just walked through the gates of hell?"

"It's really fortunate that I have never believed in Buddhism."

"It's terrible that even temples are cannibalistic these days."

Many people talked about it.

As for the nine major families, their eyes were not on this point.

Because they had long known about the things that the Questioning Heart Temple had done.

They just wanted to know what the Patrol Department had transported back. (End of this chapter)