"Although the snake god was killed, the villagers' minds were restored, they were afraid that it would be difficult to recover. The demonic energy penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and the ordinary evil-exorcist talisman could no longer have any effect."

"Is there no other way? If the villagers are in this way, I am afraid that even if they escape this disaster, they will be captured by officials as aliens. Especially those shamanists, they like this kind of demonic power to enter their bodies as tributes, please please their main gods, or refine evil magic."

Yuantong asked, although he was simple, he was not a fool. A Taoist priest who could use thunder magic would have no choice but to face such a situation, which was unbelievable.

"It's not impossible. I'm soaking my body with cinnabar containing yang energy and rooster blood, slowly eliminating the demonic energy in my body, and the appearance should be able to recover from it.

However, this method is not suitable for ordinary people. These villagers have a hard time living, let alone buying cinnabar and chicken blood."

Shang Biao's tone was plain and he said another way.

This is similar to his treatment of osmanthus, but the osmanthus has not been infiltrated with demonic power for a long time, and the blood of a big rooster can expel the demonic power from its body.

However, Shang Biao didn't have time to wait for them to find the blood of the cockscomb and then draw the talisman to drive away evil spirits. Using the bubbles directly also has the effect.

Of course, this cannot be recovered in a few times. Most people cannot eat a chicken a year, let alone a rooster blood.

Cinnabar is a medicinal material here. One or two cinnabars are enough to buy more than a dozen chickens. These two methods are not for the poor.

There was another way in his mind, but the monk who was in trouble was here and could not perform it.

"Amitabha, troubled times are coming, and evil spirits are everywhere, but they have only suffered these people."

Yuantong looked helpless and silently recited scriptures to pray for the villagers...

"I would rather be a peaceful dog than a man in troubled times. The way of heaven is impermanent, and you and I can do nothing. But I will do my best to help the villagers recover here, or help them find a safe place to stay."

Shang Biao also made a compassionate attitude, responding to Yuantong's feelings.

"Fellow Taoist Gao Yi, I haven't introduced myself yet. The young monk Yuantong is practicing in Guangde Temple. If you need help, just speak."

Yuantong put his hands together and bowed to Shang Biao again.

"I have no place to live in a stable place. If I need it, I will definitely be troubled by fellow Taoists."

Just as the two were talking, some demonized villagers rushed over after they woke up.

"Tao Master, please save me for a lifetime!"

Led by an old-faced demonized snake, the villagers knelt down like two people.

As the only normal person, the ghost boy is also hidden among the snake man kneeling.

"That ghost of fellow Taoist ~"

Although the ghost boy was hiding his breath, Yuantong still discovered the abnormality at the first time. He felt the breath of the same source as Shang Biao, and asked.

"It is the guardian Yin God who is under the utmost responsibility, and the matter is hidden in the woman."

"You get up first, this master and I will do our best to help you, but your demonic energy has penetrated into the bone marrow. It will be difficult to get back to its original state. You must be prepared."

Shang Biao explained, then walked up to explain the whole story to the villagers.

The villagers with a poor mentality had fainted after hearing that they could not recover.

Some of the remaining people also shed tears in their eyes, cried and cried, burying the unfairness of God.

However, the old man who spoke first was in a relatively stable mood. He stood up and walked to Shang Biao and spoke:

"Thank you to the Taoist priest and this master. We have already been blessed by heaven for being able to escape the clutches of the devil. The Taoist priest can do his best to restore his appearance. If he really can't recover, we can only accept his fate."

"Well, you can prepare the cinnabar and yellow signs first. The evil-removing signs I brought are not enough for so many of you to use."

After Shang Biao instructed the old man, he walked towards the statue of the snake god.

The killing notice in the theater did not sound, and Shang Biao didn't have to think that this snake god was pretending to die.

However, this look of pretending to be scammered is perfect. At least neither Shang Biao nor Yuantong found the problem.

If it weren't for the theater's judgment, he might have been hiding it.

Stepping into the broken ancestral hall, Shang Biao first identified the cracked snake god magic image.

Snake Spirit Dharma Image (Immediately Immediately Extinct)

Origin: White lotus descends to the world

Rarity: Silver (damaged, irreparable)

Material: Psychic Obsidian

Effect: Increase faith cohesion and fusion speed

Limitations: Spirits

Evaluation: This is the Dharma image of an unlucky snake spirit. After two tests of thunder, its divine way has also come to an end.

No wonder the silver-level props can be saved under the explosion of Guishui Yin Lei.

Shang Biao controlled the magic sword, and the sword edge stayed on the snake's head.

"Do you come out by yourself or let me completely destroy your Dharma image with one sword?"

"How is it possible, how could you find out!"

The extremely weak voice came from the Dharma image, and the snake god could not even condense his soul and appeared.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to be alive. If I said I was just cheating on you just now, would you believe it?"

"You~, after saying that, what do you want to do?"

The snake god fell into this kind of field and only wanted to survive, and he did not dare to make trouble for Shang Biao.

"Nothing, I'll give you a chance to survive."

"Will you be so kind?"

"It seems that you have a deep misunderstanding of me. It doesn't matter. You will know what kind of person I am if you contact me more in the future. This is a magic weapon that Tianshi Zhong Kui once used. It's not a grievance for you to enter it and be a main soul.

The opportunity is given to you, and whether you can seize it depends on your own choice.

Thinking about your divine path that has been practicing for so many years but has not made any progress. Why do you follow me to practice the ghost path? At least you won’t be scattered? What do you think?"

Shang Biao took out the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner and said lightly, but the threat in it was self-evident.

"I'll tell you a secret about the dragon vein. How about you revolve around me?"

"Isn't it just that the Qing Dynasty dragon veins dissipated, and the dragon snakes in the world rose everywhere, and they were preparing to compete for the world to take the opportunity to turn into dragons. Is this kind of news about the streets a secret?

Don’t talk nonsense! You don’t live or die. There is no need to discuss these two choices, so you’d better not force me to do it!”

Seeing that the snake spirit was still hesitating, Shang Biao handed over the sword and the black snake statue was suddenly broken and shattered.

Forced to a dead end, the snake spirit in the statue turned into an illusory mini white snake and drilled into the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner.

Shang Biao's magic sword hung over his head, and the snake spirit was still unwilling to be so horrified.

"What a pity, I want to taste what this demon soul that has become a god!"

The ghost boy muttered behind Shang Biao, saying that it wanted the snake spirit to die and have a full meal.

"There are opportunities in the future. You will come back first. The monk is outside. The yin energy of the osmanthus body is corroded. It will be fatal if you stay for a long time. He will definitely not be able to stand it."
Chapter completed!