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It seemed that Yu Chen was really unwilling to take action. Monk Baoguang's hand paused when he pulled the rosary, and a huge wooden fish appeared in front of him. A purple gold pestle appeared in his empty hand.

These two things are both magical artifacts, and their grades are not low. They are similar to Yuchen's previous red pink bone lotus, and belong to the fourth grade first grade.

Although the two have no subordinate relationship, they can obviously cooperate with each other. Monk Baoguang held the purple gold pestle and gently tapped it. The huge Buddhist Sanskrit Buddhist scriptures emerged out of thin air. The sound of the sing of Sanskrit Zen was endless, and the shadows of golden lotus were born.

There was also a Buddha light rising behind the monk Baoguang's head, and there was a vague appearance of the Bodhisattva Dharma, and many figures fell and kowtowed around him.

The power of wishes surged, turned into auspicious clouds and dispersed, merged into the red coffin, and turned into golden lotus patterns.

"Hehehe..."

A faint sound came out, and a thin girl sat on the coffin, looking at Monk Baoguang, a ray of wisdom appeared on the forehead.

The Buddha light around him gathered inward and turned into a golden lotus, which was held in his hand, which was quite Zen.

Monk Baoguang showed joy on his face. He had already seen that this woman was the Six Yin Ghost Girl and was about to take action to transform him. However, Yu Chen suddenly shook the fog flag of the dragon snake in his hand, and a stream of gray fog carrying death aura emerged, covering the whole area.

Monk Baoguang was furious and was about to scold Yu Chen, but was shocked to find that the surroundings suddenly changed. The original coffin turned into white bones, the iron chain turned into bone chains, and the pool became a blood pool.

The girl who showed Zen's intention had half of her body rotted, exposed white bones, and half of her body was covered with scars. On her pretty cute face, there was only a ferocious expression. If she hadn't been tied to the coffin by chains, everyone would have doubted whether she would rush down and bite the treasure light.

As for the wisdom light on her forehead, it was just a reflection of Monk Baoguang's own wisdom and divine power, in the vertical pupils on her forehead.

Such a change naturally scared Monk Baoguang, and he himself scared Scholar Congwen. He held the brush in his hand in horror, pointed at Baoguang, and said fearfully: "Monk, you!"

Monk Baoguang looked down and saw that the purple gold pestle in his hand turned into a human thigh bone, and the wooden fish in front of him turned into a skull. Most of the Buddha's light auspicious energy on his body also dissipated, looking closer to the evil spirit of the ghost path in the Yin world.

Seeing the changes of Monk Baoguang, scholar Congwen didn't understand. Before, it was not the monk who had converted the coffin, but the coffin was being refined by the monk.

"Namo Amitabha!" Monk Baoguang seemed to have great meditation skills, and even in this situation, he was not panicked. He turned the beads that had been boned in his hand, silently transported his magic power, maintaining the Buddha's light and protecting himself.

"Be careful, a few fellow Taoists, this thing is not a small matter."

After saying that, Monk Baoguang silently recited the scriptures and purified himself bit by bit.

"What a pity! What a pity!"

Heihe suddenly spoke. Congwen scholar was frightened and looked at Heihe, but he didn't remember to make any moves, so he was trapped by the surrounding soul-summoning banners.

Heihe looked at Monk Baoguang and said, "It's a pity. If you wait for your Buddha Light artifacts to be completely refined and transformed, it's best to wait for you to use many magical powers and suddenly discover that your own essence changes will cause the collapse of the Zen mind, causing the many Buddhist artifacts to completely reverse, and the effect will be better."

As he said that, Heihe turned his head and pointed it at Yu Chen, and said in confusion: "I thought my fellow Taoist was unwilling to do it before, but I saw the problem and wanted to play with me the scene of mantis stalking the cicada oriole behind. But I didn't expect you to choose this time to save Monk Baoguang."

"Although the treasure light of the present day has not been baptized, it has also changed. The essence has approached the ghost path. Not to mention helping, it is difficult to protect yourself. I wonder what kind of ability people have, and fight with me?"

"Why should I fight with you?"

Yuchen looked at Heihe and smiled, "You three are also interesting. At first, I found out that the one here should be Monk Baoguang."

"As an outside monk, you discovered the broken sixth-grade magical artifact here and did not dare to act rashly. You just wanted to use the local people to repair the magical artifacts and secretly seek results. During this period, you should have set your sights on the scholar Congwen, secretly influenced him, and applied some kind of spell on him. Or you openly alliance with him and secretly plotted against him."

Yu Chen said, and the dragon snake fog flag in his hand shook lightly. This treasure carries the fog among the seventy-two methods of the Earth Evil. He specializes in the ability to confuse, can be collected or released, and has great uses. As the fog gathers, a faint Buddha light appeared on the body of monk Baoguang and scholar Congwen.

For a moment, both Baoguang, Congwen and Heihe changed their faces.

But Yuchen did not stop. He pointed at Congwen and said, "I am a newcomer and don't know your abilities or your thoughts. Maybe it's to cherish your reputation or be able to do so. In the end, you chose to introduce Heihe into the game."

"And then, I don't know whether you were intentionally guiding or Heihe himself discovered it, but he noticed that Monk Baoguang seemed to know the secret of the artifact here, so when he was repairing these sixth-grade artifacts, he arranged various means to target Monk Baoguang here."

As he said that, the fog surged, and ghost patterns appeared under the monk Baoguang's body. When he saw that, Monk Baoguang's expression changed rapidly. Heihe frowned even more. He stared at Congwen: "No wonder, I have been collecting materials smoothly over the years. I almost got discovered several times, but because of various reasons, it did not have much impact. I thought it was because Monk Baoguang secretly helped, but when I think about it carefully, this monk, as an outsider, had limited scope of influence and could not do this."

Speaking of this, Heihe looked at Monk Baoguang and looked back at Congwen: "On the contrary, you, as a local person in charge of the civil context, can you suppress many voices and minimize the impact. In addition, Monk Baoguang secretly helped, the remaining problem is the scope of the city lord allowing me to collect ‘resources’ normally?"

"I think I am unparalleled in calculating, but I don't want to fall into other people's calculations today. I also need outsiders to give some advice to see the key."

Scholar Congwen easily broke free from the constraints of the soul-summoning banner and looked at Monk Baoguang and said, "Don't make trouble anymore. Since the matter has been made, let's send this Taoist Yuchen into it first to restore the power of the magical artifact, and then rely on their own abilities!"

"Amitabha!" Monk Baoguang proclaimed the Buddha's name, and the cold and dead air that was originally polluted was immediately dissipated. The Buddha's light shone brightly, and the artifact in his hand also returned to its original appearance. Tong Congwen and Heihe surrounded Yuchen together.

"Donor Yuchen, the artifact in your hand is quite suitable for the Six Yin Soul Rest Coffin. If you are willing to break yourself up, abandon the artifact and sacrifice yourself. I can make the decision, let you have some vitality and fall into the cycle."

"Monkey, just by your words, wait a moment, maybe you three will go to the cycle of reincarnation."

"Haha, Taoist Yuchen, who is also a fourth-grade cultivator, can you still beat me who has the advantage of the territory?"

Heihe laughed loudly when he heard Yuchen's words, but scholar Congwen couldn't help but frown. Monk Baoguang seemed to think of something and was stunned.

Yuchen looked at Heihe and sneered: "You are really not very smart. Congwen and Baoguang seem to have reacted!"

"What does it mean?" Heihe looked at the two of them and looked at Yuchen again. He saw white bone lotus flowers appearing under the other party's feet. The cold water of the Styx rolled out, and the ghost fires danced up and down.

"Aren't you curious? The sudden appearance of the sixth-grade magic weapon is exactly the degree of damage that you four-grade monks can repair. What's more coincidental is that after you repair most of the artifact, you find that the artifact is in a deep sleep because it has been broken for too long. It requires a fourth-grade monk as a sacrifice to restore the part. If two fourth-grade monks can be sacrificed, most of them can be recovered and three of them may be completely restored."

"You said, if I hadn't come, would you three be right?"

When he said the last sentence, Yu Chen was already hiding in the fog, and a hidden aura rose from the white bone coffin. Whether it was Monk Baoguang, Scholar Congwen, or the rich Weng Heihe, there were hidden patterns on his body.

Among them, Heihe has the most, followed by treasure light, and the least intimate news.

Therefore, under the pressure of the lines, Heihe could not move directly. Baoguang moved the Buddha light again and barely insisted. Only Congwen scholar still had some strength to fight back. He wanted to ask Yuchen for help, but was suppressed by the breath bursting out from the coffin and could not move. Only the eyes could still turn.

After the breath burst out in the coffin twice, it did not continue to hide. The ghost girl, who was originally bound, instantly regained her freedom, her body continued to grow, and turned into a faceless woman wearing a concubine's costume, and said to Yuchen: "Fellow Taoist, if you are willing to give these three guys to me, I am willing to exchange the method of condensing the seventh-grade artifact Yuwei Yaoguang Wuji Ming Coffin."

"Yuwei Yaoguang Wuji Ming Coffin?" Yu Chen repeated the name of the artifact and said in surprise: "You don't have the method of condensing the seventh-grade artifact prefixed with Taining Cangguang Siming, Qinghua Ziguang Yuanguang, Suyuan Jinguang Daming, Huang Yuanzhen Guangda Ning."

Hearing Yu Chen's answer, the woman was stunned for a moment and sighed: "I never thought that after a thousand years, there are still people who remember the inheritance of my Five Mountains and the artifact of the Taoist fellow Taoists should also be the Netherworld. I wonder which lineage of disciples?"

"I have nothing to do with Wuyue, and I don't bother with your plan. I'm here today, but it's just a coincidence that I'll subdue demons and demons."

As he said that, Yuchen held the Netherworld Pot in his hand and pointed the mouth of the pot at the woman.

"Although you and I are both sixth-grade cultivators, the sixth-grade and sixth-grade cultivators are different. Your teacher has not told you that sixth-grade cultivators are different from the fourth-grade and fifth-grade. We already have the power of some sages, and they are fashionable and not obvious when they first enter. After a hundred years, if you have two or three sixth-grade artifacts on hand, you can cause some qualitative changes. If you have some seventh-grade abilities, you can call them semi-saints. Your pot is newly refined, and if you want to use it to deal with me, it is still a shortcoming..."

Before the woman could finish her words, a clear light fell, easily breaking the black light and Baohua she protected, and putting them together with the coffin into the Netherworld Pot.

Heihe, Baoguang and Congwen were stunned when they saw this. Then the three of them who reacted quickly fell to Yuchen, but Yuchen was getting bigger and staying away from them.

"No, it's not that Taoist Yuchen has become bigger, it's that we are becoming smaller!"

After exclaiming, Congwen scholar stood up and looked around, and was surprised to find that he and others appeared on a painting at some point.

At this moment, a scroll of a mountain, a river and a manor fell from the void and fitted on the surface of the Netherworld Pot.

Heihe, Congwen and Baoguang, who were in the painting, fell into Yuchen's hands. Looking at Yuchen's sight falling from above, like a sky-like eye, they knelt down again, kept kowtowing, begging Yuchen to let go.

"It's not that I don't want to let you go. It's really that you're committing your own sins. Not to mention the sins you have committed, just say that when you repair the artifact and leave a secret trick, you are also eroded by this artifact ghost picture. To this day, you have become the person in the painting. If you are willing to give up your magical artifact and power, I can send you and others to the cycle of reincarnation. If you don't want to, you can only become the spirit in the painting."

After hearing Yu Chen's words, Monk Baoguang's expression changed suddenly.

As a Buddhist disciple, he knew very well what the so-called spirit in the painting was. To put it nicely, he was a first-class guardian of the Ming Concubine and the Heavenly Girl. To put it bluntly, he was a puppet that didn't even have self.

At the beginning, it may not be much, but as time goes by, what you think, what you do will no longer belong to you, but will be a derivative of the artifact holder.

Moreover, the artifact in his hand no longer belongs to him, but instead sacrifices and refines for the other party.

Thinking of this, Monk Baoguang felt that the future was dark. He gritted his teeth and kowtowed to Yuchen and said, "Please ask me to leave."

"You have to think clearly, let alone the pain of abandoning the magic weapon, it is almost like peeling off the skin and cramps, and lingchi removing the bones. Just say that the ghost map is perfected, you have spent a lot of effort to maintain and sacrifice a large number of creatures. In the past, you had no choice but to exert influence when you abandon the magic weapon. You must not miss the pain you wait for in the past and put it on them back."

After hearing this, Congwen and Heihe, who were originally a little moved, had a blood-colored face. The former saw a lot of tortures from those creatures, while the latter directly took action on their own. In the past, they naturally didn't care about these pains, but they were dull at the beginning, but now they were so afraid.

Heihe even cursed: "Okay, Taoist Yuchen, if you don't want me to leave, you will just say it. What kind of backlash is just a group of resentment that cannot be regarded as a dead soul. Whether it is useful or not is not your final decision."

"It's true that I have the final say, but have you given those creatures a little chance at the beginning? In order to make the magical artifacts more powerful, you don't care about to torture those creatures. Similarly, I don't like the mess inside my magical artifacts. Anyway, you plan to leave and use the waste to clean up your resentment. Isn't it normal?"

Yuchen's words made Congwen look disgusted again. He hurriedly kowtowed and asked Yuchen to allow him to leave.

The same was true for Monk Baoguang, who kept kowtowing to Yuchen.

Only Heihe was still cursing Yuchen there, and he also brought Baoguang and Congwen to insult him, as if this could show his indomitableness.

"Since you have made a decision, then go ahead!"

Yu Chen said, stretching out his hand and the land under the three of them naturally cracked, and countless ghost hands pulled them into it.

Each of those ghost hands was small, the oldest of which was only eleven or twelve years old. Most of them were as thin as fire. Every time they tried, they pulled off a small piece of flesh and blood from Heihe, Baoguang and Congwen.

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As a Buddhist disciple, he knew very well what the so-called spirit in the painting was. To put it nicely, he was a first-class guardian of the Ming Concubine and the Heavenly Girl. To put it bluntly, he was a puppet that didn't even have self.

At the beginning, it may not be much, but as time goes by, what you think, what you do will no longer belong to you, but will be a derivative of the artifact holder.

Moreover, the artifact in his hand no longer belongs to him, but instead sacrifices and refines for the other party.

Thinking of this, Monk Baoguang felt that the future was dark. He gritted his teeth and kowtowed to Yuchen and said, "Please ask me to leave."

"You have to think clearly, let alone the pain of abandoning the magic weapon, it is almost like peeling off the skin and cramps, and lingchi removing the bones. Just say that the ghost map is perfected, you have spent a lot of effort to maintain and sacrifice a large number of creatures. In the past, you had no choice but to exert influence when you abandon the magic weapon. You must not miss the pain you wait for in the past and put it on them back."

After hearing this, Congwen and Heihe, who were originally a little moved, had a blood-colored face. The former saw a lot of tortures from those creatures, while the latter directly took action on their own. In the past, they naturally didn't care about these pains, but they were dull at the beginning, but now they were so afraid.

Heihe even cursed: "Okay, Taoist Yuchen, if you don't want me to leave, you will just say it. What kind of backlash is just a group of resentment that cannot be regarded as a dead soul. Whether it is useful or not is not your final decision."

"It's true that I have the final say, but have you given those creatures a little chance at the beginning? In order to make the magical artifacts more powerful, you don't care about to torture those creatures. Similarly, I don't like the mess inside my magical artifacts. Anyway, you plan to leave and use the waste to clean up your resentment. Isn't it normal?"

Yuchen's words made Congwen look disgusted again. He hurriedly kowtowed and asked Yuchen to allow him to leave.

The same was true for Monk Baoguang, who kept kowtowing to Yuchen.

Only Heihe was still cursing Yuchen there, and he also brought Baoguang and Congwen to insult him, as if this could show his indomitableness.

"Since you have made a decision, then go ahead!"

Yu Chen said, stretching out his hand and the land under the three of them naturally cracked, and countless ghost hands pulled them into it.
Chapter completed!