Chapter 119 Weird Request (Please Subscribe)

"boom!"

A handful of talismans set dozens of corpses on fire.

Qin Yao stood expressionless between the gloomy ancestral hall and the leaping flames, as if the devil had awakened in the dark night, becoming an important part of this terrifying picture.

Fortunately, there are thousands of venomous snakes here as a barrier, and there are few people there. Otherwise, any monk who sees this terrifying picture will definitely draw his sword and kill the demon...

Quietly waiting for the flames to gradually become smaller, a pile of corpses turned into cracked bones in the flames. Qin Yao stepped forward and crushed the bones that were still emitting high temperatures, completely eliminating the resentful ghosts after the seal was unsealed. The possibility of launching a counterattack with the help of skeletons.

What does it mean to set aside bones and raise ashes?

This is called breaking the bones and spreading ashes!

"Master, did you kick this evil-looking guy out and burn him?" He turned around, stamped the ashes on his feet at the door of the ancestral hall, and Qin Yao stepped in.

"Take your ancestor's body away, and I will burn this one." Chen Qingyan pointed at the Taoist priest's body and took out a fire talisman.

Qin Yao came to this ancestor of unknown generations, put his hands on the other's arms, gently lifted him, and put him in the corner.

This is not fun to play!

After kicking him, Chen Qingyan probably wanted to chop himself with a sword.

"boom!"

Chen Qingyan casually threw the fire talisman on the mummy, and as a flame burst out, the mummy quickly turned into a fireball. Dots of flames splashed onto the monk's body, gradually igniting the monk's clothes.

"Ding Dong!"

After a while, the two corpses turned into withered bones at the same time, and the magic wands they held in their palms fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

One, two, three...

In the end, a total of thirty-five evil ghosts crawled out of the ground, but before they could recover and launch an attack, Chen Qingyan had a handful of talismans from nowhere in his hand and sprinkled them on the ghosts in the air.

Qin Yao couldn't tell whether it was the talisman paper that had a spirit or the master's exquisite control. Thirty-five talisman papers happened to be pasted on the foreheads of the thirty-five ghosts, impartially, no more and no less.

"Maoshan Sect!" Suddenly, a voice that seemed to come from the underworld sounded in the ancestral hall, and the dark wind blew up the ashes and dust all over the ground.

"Stop hiding, come out and chat." Chen Qingyan said lightly.

Wisps of black smoke emerged from the ground, condensing into a terrifying grimace monster, suspended in the air, looking down at them: "Although you burned my body, you also redeemed my soul. The merits and demerits are equal to each other. It’s even... I’m going to the underworld to be reincarnated, so I won’t say anything more to you.”

With that said, the grimace monster wanted to run out the door.

Chen Qingyan smiled slightly, took out a handful of talismans from his arms, raised his hand and sprinkled it to the other party: "Don't bother, I'll give you a ride."

"Whoosh whoosh..." Those talisman papers broke one after another when they fell, and golden sword light shot out from them. Hundreds of them flashed out in an instant, smashing them into sieves amidst the screams of the ghost-faced monsters. The body is filled with light.

"Qin Yao, what are you waiting for?" Chen Qingyan shouted suddenly.

Qin Yao jumped up, like a mountain bearing down on the top. His fist as big as a casserole was carrying a fierce wind, and hit the grimace monster's head hard, scattering its soul.

But losing his soul is not the end. Qin Yao reached out and took out the copper coin sword hidden in the inner pocket of his suit, and killed the remaining souls one by one until they were wiped out.

"Next one." Chen Qingyan nodded, stretched out his hand, and the talisman attached to the head of a fierce ghost flew up into the air and returned to his palm.

Qin Yao used his fist in his left hand and sword in his right hand, one after another, to fight against the evil ghosts and wipe them out.

It's not that Chen Qingyan wants to make it more difficult for him, or to temper him, but if he doesn't reveal the talisman and lets Qin Yao kill the immovable ghosts one by one with his sword, a lot of evil will definitely fall on him. …

Therefore, if Qin Yao's current strength was not that of the evil opponent, he would not have beaten him to half a disability before letting Qin Yao take action!

A fight.

Qin Yao sweated through his clothes.

It has to be said that even if these evil sorcerers who have practiced for countless years turn into ghosts, they will be more powerful and... more difficult to deal with than the ghosts that ordinary people turn into due to resentment!

Just before dawn.

Chen Qingyan held the magic wand in his hand, and Qin Yao held the Maoshan ancestor with both hands. The two of them danced their wings and slowly rose into the sky.

And when they rose into the sky, a piece of talisman paper fell lightly and landed on the roof of the ancestral hall. In an instant, it turned into a torrential flame, spreading rapidly from top to bottom...

"Headmaster."

"Headmaster."

"Meet the leader..."

In the early morning, when the two of them climbed the steps along the mountain path and stepped into Waimao, all the fellow disciples they met along the way bowed and saluted, and then cast curious eyes on Qin Yao, who was holding a corpse in his hands.

It was really weird to see this scene so early in the morning.

Chen Qingyan smiled and nodded to each of his disciples who bowed, but without stopping at all, he led Qin Yao straight into Yuanfu Palace.

"Put down the ancestor's body."

"Yes, Master." Qin Yao gently placed the body on a chair.

"I will help you kill those fierce ghosts and accumulate moral virtue. The reward is your willingness to help me bring back the ancestor's body."

Chen Qingyan raised the magic wand in his hand and said in a solemn voice: "And you have a share of credit for bringing back this magic wand. Tell me, what do you want?"

Qin Yao's mind was racing, and he cupped his hands and said: "Whether it is bringing back the ancestor's body or retrieving the magic wand, it all relies on the master's personal strength, and the disciples dare not take credit."

Chen Qingyan smiled and said, "Just say what you say, don't let me do this trick of retreating in order to advance, otherwise the reward will be gone."

Qin Yao's eyelids twitched, he pondered for a moment, put his hand into his suit, and pretended to summon the Gauss pistol: "If possible, please ask the master to enchant this pistol of mine... Well, that is to say, it will be enchanted with fairy magic. So that it can shoot bullets with magic power without me pouring magic power into it."

Chen Qingyan: "..."

He never expected it!

This guy would actually put forward such a condition.

"Am I asking too much?" Qin Yao asked sheepishly.

Chen Qingyan shook his head and took the pistol: "That's not the case. I've seen monks use swords, guns, clubs, axes, hooks and even Class 18 weapons. This is the first time I've seen monks use pistols."

Qin Yao smiled slightly, feeling that whatever he said was inappropriate, he simply shut up.

Chen Qingyan held the pistol and looked at it for a long time, thought again and again, and said slowly: "Give me a few days, I will try to engrave some magic circles on this gun to achieve the effect you want. Wait for the engraving When I’m done, I’ll summon you again.”

Qin Yao cupped his hands and bowed in salute: "Thank you, Master."

Chen Qingyan shook his head and waved his hand: "You deserve this, go ahead..."

Qin Yao thanked him again and again, then exited Yuanfu Palace and strode to Simu's residence.

"Uncles, let me ask you a question, how can I check my personal Yin Virtue points in the human world??"