Junior Brother Please Don’T Cultivate

Chen Ming changed hands, and another superb Flying Sword appeared. Xiaomu Sword couldn't hurt Yang Xing, and Yang Xing had no entity.

"Sure enough, he is a disciple of Sacred Land." Yang Xing looked at the superb Flying Sword in Chen Ming's hands and confirmed that Chen Ming was from Sacred Land.

Only the first rank Sect of Sacred Land will use the best Flying Sword for the disciples who just started the Foundation Building.

"Even if you know that I am a disciple of Sacred Land, what?"

Chen Ming murmured, stabbing him with a sword.

Yang Xing hurriedly ran the surging Ghost Qi as a resistance, but couldn't stop the sword, was stabbed by Chen Ming and flew out.

"Ding, you can use the Sanskrit accent to transform evil spirits and gain the power of merit."

Just when Chen Ming was about to kill the killer, the voice of the system rang in his mind.

"Sanskrit? I can't?"

The Sanskrit tone Chen Ming has heard it, but if you want to read it out, you really won't.

"Ding, deduct two savvy points, and comprehend the "Ethical Resolving Classics""

When the system's voice fell, a Sanskrit sound appeared in Chen Ming's mind.

The existence or not, the difficulty and the easy, the long and the short form each other, the high and the low are good.

Not admiring the wise will make the people incompetent;

Do not kneel the rare goods, so that the people will not be stolen.

Void its heart, solid its belly. I don't know often, and act violently.

Work is retreating one by one, and the world is the same. To do nothing, nothing is evil.

...

Chen Ming felt Taoyin, and then read it out.

The golden light emerged from Chen Ming's body, looking closely, the golden lotus on the ground emerged one by one, rippling, and the ancient Taoist sound appeared, and it was in harmony with Chen Ming's Taoist sound.

Um? Isn't it uncomfortable?

Yang Xing was a little surprised. When the eminent monk chanted the scriptures before, he died in pain, and his soul was tortured.

But now bathed in Chen Ming's golden light, he only felt comfortable, as if he could fall asleep with his eyes closed.

A burst of black smoke emerged from Yang Xing's body. The black smoke was his obsession and resentment. Yang Xing was enjoying himself, and his eyes slowly closed.

"Before I was converted, can I ask, which Sacred Land do you come from?"

Yang Xing knew that he was about to be converted. He wanted to know the origins of Chen Ming before he was converted.

"Green Mountain Sect." Chen Ming said lightly.

puff……

"You are not from Taiyuan Sacred Land!!!"

Yang Xing felt that he was about to vomit blood. He thought Chen Ming was from Taiyuan Sacred Land, and wanted to confirm it. He didn't expect Chen Ming to come from a dilapidated mountain gate!

This feels more uncomfortable than being a dog!

Before losing him, I thought Chen Ming belonged to Sacred Land, so he was hesitant to make a move.

"I'm so unwilling!"

Yang Xing gradually dissipated with unwillingness.

When he dissipated, Chen Ming felt that the moral power in his body had increased.

"Neither did I say that I am from Taiyuan Sacred Land."

Chen Ming murmured.

Then, he glanced around.

"Where is the elder brother and the second elder brother?"

On the hillside, Lin Wentian and Jiang Haoran were back to back, facing more than a dozen ghosts.

Both men and women, some in brocade clothes, and some in servants' commoners.

"You kill my butler, I want you to die!"

The man in Jinyi said coldly that he was Yang Qiangui, the rich man at the time. He was persecuted and fleeing with his family, thinking about hiding for a while.

But I didn't want to, Huluo Pingyang was bullied by dogs, and they were killed by a group of passing cultivators.

"Nonsense, if I don't kill him, are you waiting for him to arrest me!" Lin Wentian retorted.

At this moment, there is nothing to be afraid of, the big deal will die together.

"Where is my junior brother?" Jiang Haoran asked.

They can die, but Chen Ming must have nothing to do.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie..."

"The one you were talking about, I guess it's been drained by my son now!"

"Well, let you see his corpse."

After Yang Qiangui finished speaking, with a wave of his palm, the maze disappeared, Chen Ming's small broken temple appeared, and Chen Ming was also standing opposite Lin Wentian.

"Little Junior Brother, are you okay?"

Lin Wentian was agitated when he saw Chen Ming was okay.

"Big brother, I'm fine, I understand the power of morality."

Chen Ming happily smiled.

Yang Qiangui couldn't feel Yang Xing's Ghost Qi, and was a little worried, and asked, "Where is my son Yang Xing?"

"I saved him, don't worry, he walked peacefully!"

Listen, is this human? The son of Duhuan said that he was walking peacefully.

Lin Wentian and Jiang Haoran were speechless for a while, and they didn't know what to say.

Yang Qiangui:...

"I am going to kill you!!!"

Yang Qiangui was furious, Ghost Qi raged, and completely enveloped this place, forming a barrier.

The same goes for other evil spirits, and they release Ghost Qi one after another.

"Big brother, let me save them! It's a shame to kill."

Chen Ming said.

He was afraid that Lin Wentian would slash all these ghosts with a wave of his sword.

Don't waste so much power of merit.

"Well, good. The degree can't be transformed, I'm shooting." Lin Wentian nodded and put away the long sword.

That’s great, Junior Brother, I’m worried about asking you to take action to solve these ghosts.

Chen Ming put one hand on his chest and began to say Taoyin.

Everything in the world is born from being, and being born from nothing.

What people do evil is loneliness, widowhood, and no valley.

To come to the world with Tao, its ghosts are not gods.

...

When the Taoist sound started, the golden lotus was in full bloom, and more than a dozen ghosts, bathed in golden light, gradually converged on the whole body Ghost Qi.

Yang Qiangui struggled violently and shouted angrily:

"I don't accept it! I don't accept it!"

What if you refuse to accept it?

After the golden light, his Ghost Qi gradually dissipated, and in the end, it dissipated as a plume of smoke.

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