Chapter 2060

Chapter 2060: 2060

Sure enough, song Yan’s voice just fell, Wei Xiuyun turned around nimbly, looked at him rather taboo, and shot towards the outside of the room.

“Where to go!”

Cao Jing gave a light drink, then stopped Wei Xiuyun and kicked her back.

“Meat! I want to eat meat. Stop me, damn it! ”

Wei Xiuyun turns over again and climbs up. His eyes are red. When he looks at Song Yan and others, he is full of hatred.

Step out.

Song Yan approaches Wei Xiuyun in a flash. The other party is surprised and wants to back away. But song Yan moves too fast and points her fingers on Wei Xiuyun quickly. Then her body is frozen in place.

“Son of song, little girl?”

Mr. Wei asked again.

Song Yandao: “I ordered the cave path of your daughter, which made her unable to move. The ghost living in her body has a large demand for raw meat every day. If he can’t control her body to find raw meat, he will leave her body automatically!”

“Young Xia song is so powerful that he can think of such a way!” The old Taoist quickly praised.

Song Yanqian smiled modestly and said to the old and the Minister: “master, I’ll bother you to take care of the fierce ghost in Miss Wei when she comes out!”

“It’s easy to say. The hands are short and the hands are soft. I eat and drink in the Wei mansion, but I still take the gold. I should give my hand!” The slovenly old monk said with a smile.

“Meat! I want meat! ”

All of a sudden, Wei Xiuyun’s expression became eager and roared.

But they didn’t pay attention.

Time goes by slowly, Wei Xiuyun is still roaring for meat, and the expression on his face is more ferocious.

Finally, after an hour, the fierce ghost in her body couldn’t bear it, and suddenly flew out of her head.

This fierce ghost is an extremely ugly big head baby, and all his body exudes an evil breath.

“How ugly!” Cao Jing frowns.

“You dare to stop me from eating meat. I will kill you!”

The shouts of the ghost Yin test of the big head baby turned into a black light and shot at the song inkstone. Obviously, he still remembered that the song inkstone made Wei Xiuyun unable to move.

“Go away!”

Song Yan drinks lightly, and the green frost sword suddenly comes out of its sheath. It turns into a shower of sword rain and cuts at the big head baby ghost.

But strangely, although his sword Qi hit the opponent, it did not cause any damage to him, and went straight through his body.

Seeing this, everyone was surprised.

The old Taoist couldn’t help praising the pithy formula and throwing out two talismans.

Unfortunately, the talisman fell from the air before it was close to the body of the big head baby ghost. The spirit of the big head baby ghost was too strong, and the spirit of his talisman was too weak, which was directly offset by the spirit of its external body.

“Be careful, younger martial brother!”

Cao Jing shouted, and he also chopped with his sword.

“Master, when are you waiting Song Yan suddenly burst out.

The slovenly old monk suddenly let out a light drink: “evil animal, don’t be arrogant!”

When he spoke, a golden font came out of his mouth, all of which contained extremely strong Buddhist energy.

The typefaces line up, intercept the big baby ghost and collide with it.

“Pa Pa Pa Pa!”

Buddha Qi and ghost Qi are not compatible by nature. When they touch each other, they explode violently.

The big head baby ghost let out a harsh scream. The ghost spirit outside the body was weakened a lot. Then it suddenly turned around and flew back to Wei Xiuyun, intending to live in her body again.

But the old monk didn’t know when he came behind Wei Xiuyun. In the moment when the big head baby ghost approached, he stepped out and raised his hand to make a golden seal.

“Boom!”

The Buddha’s seal blows on the big head baby ghost again, and the big head baby ghost sends out a shrill scream again, intending to turn around and escape. But at this time, the slovenly old monk actually throws a string of Buddha beads, which fly to the sky and make a brilliant work. Then a golden hole appears. The hole gives out a huge suction, and the big head baby ghost is inhaled in an instant Medium.

Then the Buddha pearl disappeared and was picked up by sloppy drinking.

“Amitabha, thank you for your mission!”

The slovenly old monk announced the Buddha’s name and said with a smile, then he said to master Wei: “Miss Wei still has ghost gas in her body, let me recite the Sutra for her again!”

“Then trouble the master!”

Thank you, Lord Wei.

Later, the old monk began to chant Buddhist scriptures like no one else. His voice contained a special force. With his chanting, Wei Xiuyun’s body was full of dead black ghost gas.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the old monk stopped chanting. Not only did Wei Xiuyun’s ghost gas disappear, but also the cold breath in the embroidered building.

At this time, Wei Xiuyun regained her consciousness. She was surprised to see other people in the embroidery building, and finally fell on master Wei: “Dad, how can there be so many people in my room? And how can I not move?””Son of the Song Dynasty, please solve the little girl ‘s acupoints!”

“Good!”

Song Yan flexed his fingers, and a real Qi shot out of the sky. It fell into Wei Xiuyun’s body, and then she returned to normal.

“Master Wei, since Miss Wei is out of business, I will leave later!”

Song Yan Dynasty master Wei boxing way.

“It’s so late. Why don’t you just spend one night in the mansion?”

Master Wei asked him to stay.

“Thank you very much, master Wei!”

Song Yan did not refuse, and then a group of people out of the embroidered building, the butler of the Wei house came up and led the people to the wing room.

Wei Fu, in a wing room.

Song Yan is reading a book called the lenga Sutra.

This is a Buddhist practice.

The energy of cultivation is not real Qi, but Buddha power.

The realm of Buddhism can be divided into Buddhists, Buddhists, Buddhists and great Buddhists.

It corresponds to the four realms of martial arts.

After browsing this book of “tianzunxinjing”, song Yan found that this skill is not complete, even so, it can be cultivated to the perfection of dadaozong.

It seems that this is a great Taoist Scripture, and I don’t know how the little Taoist got it, but I’m relieved to think about his fortune. He is a man born with great fortune.

Once again, I read the book of the mind of heaven. Song Yan first revised and corrected the previous methods, and then began to deduce the following methods.

In the end, it took him two hours to deduce the follow-up skills of tianzunxinjing. When he looked at the Qiyun points that needed to be integrated, he was shocked and needed 11000 Qiyun.

This shows that his “tianzunxinjing” has surpassed the level of dadaozong.

Thinking of this, he had a smile on his face. This time he made a lot of money to get rid of ghosts, but he was relieved to think that he had more than ten thousand fortune.

The night passed in a flash.

In the early morning, the servants of Wei’s mansion brought new washing tools and breakfast. When everyone had used breakfast, master Wei came in person.

And he brought a lot of silver tickets.

Shi Yilong, tietianxia and Han song, who had little effort, each received three hundred liang of silver tickets.

The old Taoist got five hundred Liang.

Song Yan and Cao Jing each received two thousand Liang, and the scruffy old monk also received two thousand Liang.At that moment, the people said goodbye.

Out of the Wei mansion, we exchanged contact information and left.

After returning to the inn, song Yan said to Cao Jing, “elder martial sister, I have some insight in cultivation. I’m going to close for a day!”

“Then I will protect the law for you!”

Cao Jingdao.

“Yes!” Song Yan thought about it and agreed. Anyway, his relationship with Cao Jing is very close, even if she knows some secrets.

So, after entering the inn.

Song Yan sat on the bed, and when his mind moved, he ordered the system to integrate the lenga Sutra.

With the integration, song Yan felt that his eyebrows were empty, and then there was another place similar to Dantian, and then he constantly used Buddhist power to gather and compress changes.

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