As soon as he saw the red sun rising in the east, Lao Mo, who was still in the state of Yin God traveling, immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and all the burdens in his chest were unloaded at once.

At this time, the yin qi in the blue lotus pond or the ghost pond also began to dissipate, and countless yin qi and the heads of evil ghosts all sank towards the bottom of the water.

They were all very unwilling, staring at the Xuantian Thunder Pattern Sword in the air, and the hatred and hatred in their eyes were really chilling.

However, even if they are no longer reconciled in their hearts, the time that belongs to them has passed, and when the sun shines on the ghost pool, the yin qi that has not yet receded is immediately burned by the true fire of the great sun, turning into green smoke, blowing with the wind, and the smoke disappears.

However, now Lao Mo's state is also very bad, not to mention the hard work and mana spent last night to fight with ghosts for a few hours, and his mind has also been hit like never before, and he is almost lost in the power of heaven and earth.

At this time, the light of the sky forced the ghost to retreat, and Lao Mo suddenly lost the pressure, and his mind slowly retreated from that indescribable realm.

It hasn't been with heaven and earth for a long time, but Lao Mo has become accustomed to the feeling that he seems to be able to dominate everything.

Therefore, as soon as he withdrew from the realm of the Heavenly Dao, all kinds of supernatural abilities on his body disappeared, and this gap can be described as uncomfortable tight.

However, before Lao Mo could carefully experience this perception and the huge gap, he felt a sharp pain above the Yin God.

This pain does not act on it, but directly on his primordial spirit.

Lao Mo's Yuan Shen is only in the realm of Yin God, and the root is forbidden from the sun, so the sunlight shining on the lotus pond not only dispels the yin energy, but also causes no harm to Lao Mo.

The pain was like a tide, and Lao Mo didn't have time to think about anything else, so he hurriedly withdrew his Yin God and submerged into his own body as quickly as possible.

The feeling of returning to the body is very strange, the state of the yin god can be said to have thrown away all the burdens, and the original god is returned to the body, which invisibly puts on a layer of shackles, and at the same time, it also has an extra layer of protection.

After the Yuan Shen returned to his place, Lao Mo's eyes opened suddenly, and his eyes were like electricity, staring straight at the lotus pond in front of him.

At this time, the yin qi is gone, and the lotus pond once again reproduces the scenery of the fairy earth, but the illusory is illusory after all, and Lao Mo has no ability to condense the void into reality, therefore, the green lotus pond at this time has gradually become ambiguous, flickering like a phantom.

Ben has come to this point, and the suppression of the law can be said to have been successful, but Lao Mo is a little unwilling, he took a huge risk last night, and if he is not careful, the original spirit does not exist, and the true spirit cannot be reincarnated.

Therefore, he was also unwilling to let him do this to watch the ghost thing retreat and fall into a deep sleep again, so Lao Mo put his hands together and raised his way to the sky and drank:

"The surging river, the three rays of the sun, the moon and the stars, the injustices in the world, the falling storms are clear!"

"Hurry!"

As soon as Lao Mo's words fell, the sky was filled with clouds, the sun, moon and stars appeared together, shining brightly, and the three rays of light were like rays, falling straight into the bottomless pit.

When it was, after the three lights disappeared, a roar of anger suddenly came from the bottomless pit.

Lao Mo pursed his lips, pointed his hands again, the sky light opened again, and a bright river like a star line flew down from the gap in the air and poured into the deep pit.

At this moment, the deep pit was even more miserable, and even the roaring was a lot, and it seemed that he was weak.

Lao Mo looked at his results, his head was satisfied, and then he flicked his sleeves towards the sky, and the clouds in the sky immediately dispersed, revealing the rising sun.

Whether it is the sun, moon and stars, or the water of the heavenly river, it is naturally not true, but Lao Mo followed the afterglow of the Heavenly Dao, and embodied some projections carved by the Heavenly Dao, although it is a projection, and Lao Mo's ability is limited, and the projection power is not strong, but it still consumes the power of some ghosts.

At this point, this magic event is over, Lao Mo beckoned, and the Xuantian Thunder Pattern Sword turned into a streamer and returned to the palm of his hand, at this time, there were no scars and cracks on the body of this magic sword, and the divine light was dignified, and it looked like it was in good condition.

But when Lao Mo took a closer look, he found that this was just a spectacle, although the surface was majestic, but the inside was like a foundation that had been eaten by termites.

'You have to practice it from time to time, otherwise this treasure will be wasted.' ’

Lao Mo's expression was neither sad nor joyful, obviously he had not completely come out of the influence of Heavenly Dao.

Subsequently, Lao Mo's body seemed to be hollowed out, and he sat directly on the altar.

After closing his eyes and recuperating for a while, he heard a voice coming from far and near, and then he opened his eyes.

It was none other than the fat shopkeeper who walked up the mountain, and there were a few villagers beside him at this time, and they were dragging each other with each other, looking trembling.

"Okay, the matter has been done, the unjust souls here have been overtaken by the poor road, you can rest assured!"

As soon as Lao Mo saw them coming, he got up and got off the altar and said to them.

After listening to Lao Mo's words, the fat shopkeeper and others were naturally overjoyed in their hearts, and thanked Lao Mo one after another.

They could also see that although there were no remnants of demons, the surrounding area of the pit was full of traces of lightning strikes.

"Okay, it's over, let's pack up our things and go down the mountain. Lao Mo shook his hand, looking light and light.

"Hey, okay!"

The fat shopkeeper agreed, and with a wave of his hand, the men next to him immediately rushed over, carrying the table and moving the altar, although this thing is not possible to be used again, but in the winter, it is good to dismantle and make a fire.

After going down the mountain, the village chief Zhang Wuye and others naturally thanked them again, but every household was tight that year, so they couldn't make up any decent thanks.

Fortunately, Lao Mo didn't do this for their gift money, originally he came for money, but then gradually his mind changed.

Therefore, Lao Mo confiscated the money, but discussed with the old village chief, and built a Taoist temple in the mountain, which was later known as the Golden Chelation Temple.

The reason, naturally, is that the yin qi here is heavy, and you need to rush with immortal qi.

Hearing this request, the village chief and others naturally had no reason to refuse, and many people in the village also came out to help Lao Mo build this Taoist temple.

Before the Dharma began, Lao Mo made a vow that if he didn't die, he would take over the responsibility of guarding this place.

He didn't mean to deny it, and in the next few years, Lao Mo was like a hamster, moving the old nest that was originally in Guannai to the Northeast, and he took root in the Northeast.

It's hard to raise a dragon in shallow water, Lao Mo is not a dragon, he is also a powerful person, and he was also vigorous back then, but this suffocation is decades, so he turned a fairly ethical cultivator into an old gangster who specializes in saving women. (To be continued.) )

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