His strongest spear had no confidence to pierce the unbreakable shield of Yuantong, and there was nothing we could do about it.

So for the sake of insurance and to win the help of Yuantong, Shang Biao still took out a Maoshan Tiangang Talisman that he had used.

This will not be a time to save money. If Yuantong can help block Duobao's side, it will be much more useful than this Maoshan Tiangang Talisman.

According to conservative estimates, Duobao invited at least one helper, that is the young man named Zhou Fei. However, Shang Biao thought that if he had changed his position, he would never have been able to find only one helper.

This old guy Duobao works as a prop teacher in the cinema and has accumulated a lot of connections. There should be no problem with three or five, so he must prepare as many trump cards as possible.

If Yuantong had the help of him, he would have a greater chance of turning defeat into victory.

The thoughts in his heart were fleeting. After activating the Maoshan Tiangang Talisman, Shang Biao pulled the starlight to condense into a magic shield and resisted it in front of him.

As soon as these methods were used, the Yuantong Demon Subduing Pestle appeared in front of Shang Biao.

“Buzz!”

The rapidly rotating demon-subduing pestle hit the shield formed by Maoshan Tiangang Talisman like a drill, and the Taoist magic power and Buddhist spiritual light kept shooting and disappearing.

"Om, well, ni, ba, moo, hum!"

Yuantong clasped his hands together, and a dazzling light burst out in his eyes.

The six-character mantra in Buddhism is formed, and the word "Douda" is sank into the demon-subduing pestle. Every word is written, and each mantra of the demon-subduing pestle goes forward one minute.

When the last truth burst out, Maoshan Tiangang Talisman had been broken, and the sharp tail of the Demon-Subduing Pestle was pressed against the tip of the magic sword, and there was a layer of shield shining with starlight.

This is the last layer of fig leaf. If the star power is broken, it will be time for the two to fight for bayonets.

Shang Biao pointed at the handle of the magic sword with his right sword, and his left hand was freed and changed three times in a row, and finally it was frozen as the Gou Xie Returning Soldier.

"Draw the bow and set the sword, fire is connected to the sky, Qianyuan and Henry Zhen, Bagua captures the soul, hurry up and as the rule of law!"

Gou Xie returned to his army and appeared an Eight Trigrams mirror out of thin air, and the round look was imprinted on the smooth mercury mirror.

Just as Shang Biao finished reciting the spell, the demon-subduing pestle finally broke through the star power shield, and the magic sword was driven away by the rotation force.

A golden light flashed, and the winner was immediately.

"bite!"

The demon-subduing pestle fell to the ground and rolled non-stop.

"It's so dangerous!"

A drop of sweat flowed down the eyebrow bones into the eye sockets. Shang Biao blinked and breathed a sigh of strength in his heart.

The sharp tip of the demon-subduing pestle had already fallen on his shoulder. As long as you move forward a little more, you could pierce the skin. The purpose of Yuantong injuring Shang Biao was achieved.

Unfortunately, Shang Biao was still better at the end.

The Eight Trigrams Mirror hooked the Yuantong soul and interrupted his control over the Demon-Subduing Pestle.

"I am willing to accept the loss. You won't refuse to admit your conscience, right?"

Shang Biao wiped the sweat beads from his head, picked up the demon-subduing pestle, threw it over, and asked.

"Amitabha, monks will not lie, and the monk will try their best to persuade the donor who said Taoist brother to put down the butcher knife. However, between this, the monk will always follow Taoist brother.

If Brother Dao uses ignorant believers to do things that harm the heavens and reason, even if the monk tries his life, he will not let you succeed."

After most of the day of contact, Yuantong has found out the details of Shang Biao.

He is definitely a person in the evil way. Whether it is the Taoist arts he uses or his style of conduct, he has no such a talented person.

Even if these selfish and evil people preach, they will not lead people to good deeds and will inevitably have conspiracies.

But Shang Biao has not done anything out of the ordinary now. If Yuantong blocks things like preaching, it will be a taboo.

"If you are willing to follow, follow. If you are willing to join me, the path of Yama, that would be even better. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has said: If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? You can experience the divine grace of the Emperor Yama with the mentality of cutting flesh and feeding the eagle, and you have the most say."

Shang Biao fooled him. He knew that Yuantong would definitely not join and dared to say this. Otherwise, Yuantong would really change his faith and immediately notice the connection between the statue of God and Shang Biao.

"Good, good, although what Brother Tao said is reasonable, the little monk has converted to the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta, and his faith is difficult to change. Don't mention this matter again."

Yuantong put away the magic pestle and sat cross-legged to recover.

Although the two of them fought for only a moment, they consumed a lot and they both used all their strength.

Shang Biao has the advantage of higher cultivation than Yuantong, and even so, he consumed more than half of his magic power. Yuantong's cultivation has only been more than twenty years, and his magic power is probably worse than Shang Biao. If it weren't for the existence of the Divine Foot Power, Shang Biao would have wanted to take action.

Leaving Yuantong to recover here and walking forward, Shang Biao pondered the next plan in his mind.

This annoying follower is really troublesome. Due to the emergence of Yuantong, he must change the originally designed steps.

For example, it angered the Qing government and killed people, such as blood sacrifice.

Back in the village, with the villagers' gratitude, Shang Biao returned to the statue.

"Go to inquire about the situation in Xiangyang City, especially civil and military officials, and focus on collecting it."

"Okay, master."

With the current strength of the ghost boy, as long as he does not encounter a practitioner with strong magic power like Yuantong, he will be fine without any worries in protecting himself and just go to run errands.

After the ghost boy disappeared, Shang Biao sent someone to call Lao Wan over again.

"I expect to leave tomorrow, and this statue of God will be taken away. If anyone among you is unwilling to leave, draw the image of the statue and pray every day that Emperor Yama can sense it.

If others are willing, they can follow me to preach and save the world and preach the gospel of God.

By the way, are there any villagers around you who are bullied by wealthy gentry? The decree of Emperor Yan Luo, let me give priority to rescuing them from the fire and water."

Lao Wan looked embarrassed and said hesitantly: "Master, will our way out with you like this make people misunderstand Emperor Yan Luo?"

Shang Biao rarely showed a kind smile on his face and comforted him: "There is no beauty or ugliness in God's eyes, and the believers of God should not be no beauty or ugliness in the eyes of God, unless he does not truly believe in the Emperor Yama."

When Lao Wan heard Shang Biao's explanation, he knelt down in front of the statue and recited the slogan.

"Master, if you want to say that the rich families who oppress the people can't count them.

Especially in Erwang Village, not far from our village, there is a tyrant businessman named Wang Pengliang who opened a mountain goods store in Xiangyang City. He often uses large scales to trick people into using small scales.

He was a very lively person, and he managed the government and excluded his peers after making money. In this way, he became a wealthy man in this area within a few years.

After getting rich, he built a mansion in Erwang Village and married the widow's sister, who relied on his wealth and power to do everything he could.

The villagers of Erwang Village prayed every day that Wusheng's mother sent the Son of God to rescue them, and this time they finally got their wish."

"Okay, it's him, and God's gospel will spread to the village of the Second Kings tomorrow."
Chapter completed!