The real name of the temple of Wutong Temple is Sun Ninghui, who was originally a local landlord gentry, and was included in the ranks of the stinky old nine black five categories during the Cultural Revolution, and confiscated the land and house, and everyone shouted and beat and had to go up the mountain to find a cave to live in to avoid disaster, and accidentally found a secret cave dedicated to the god of Wutong, and there was a secret book of Wutong secret law inside.

After learning these techniques, I saw that the strength of the fight against feudal superstition was weak, especially in this remote mountain village, there was basically no danger, and I came down from the mountain, relying on some simple techniques, plus the original connections, and fooled many people, even including some grassroots cadres.

Originally, there was a habit of worshipping the Wutong God in this ravine before, after Sun Ninghui gathered a group of believers, he got the incense wishing power, and found that the power of the magic had risen greatly, so he claimed to be a disciple of the Wutong God, and set up a temple for the Wutong God to attract people to worship, so as to make his magic more powerful.

Some village chiefs and grassroots cadres who don't believe in Wutong God have been squeezed down by him and even secretly cast spells to kill, but he also knows that the state machine is terrible, and it is not something that he can fight against with a small magic stick, and he is very smart to control the influence of Wutong God in this place of nine villages and eighteen villages, so as not to cause a tough blow from the official gate and become the soil emperor here.

Sun Ninghui started this idea, especially the weird male root magic weapon he got in the secret cave, which was only used as a fun thing at first, and later found that it could enhance the mana of this thing, and he came up with a lot of yin damage method, using magic to make people dissipate their energy and fall ill, and when they asked to come to the door, they said that marrying their daughters to Wutong God could get the blessing of Wutong God, which harmed many yellow flower girls.

Teacher Liu, who teaches here, has long been a thorn in Sun Ninghui's side, the more children read, the easier it is to go to the outside world to increase their knowledge, and the more they will not be easily fooled by him, if it weren't for Teacher Liu's integrity, teaching and educating people with the power of yin virtue to protect himself, Sun Ninghui's magic can't hurt him, plus Teacher Liu is respected, and he doesn't dare to easily instigate believers to kill his surname.

This Wutong Temple, unless it is open to believers during the festival, usually without Sun Ninghui's permission, no one dares to step into the temple half a step, Wang Pengyu actually came out of his bedroom, how can Sun Ninghui be very angry!

Wang Pengyu naturally didn't know so much about the situation, Mr. Liu, an ordinary person with no power and no power, couldn't deal with Sun Ninghui, an evil magician, but in Wang Pengyu's eyes, he didn't put this person in his eyes at all.

Not to mention Sun Ninghui, who is a Heavenly Master of the Transformation Realm like Qianyangzi, Wang Pengyu has the confidence to fight, only because he doesn't know much about the evil magic of the Wutong God, and he wants to find out for himself, plus it is a little troublesome to cast spells from a distance to break the weird spell of the Wutong God, so he came here.

Originally, he also wanted to observe more, to see if he could find the mystery of the five gods absorbing the power of incense, which is very different from the way of ordinary sacrificial refining weapons, even the heavenly master who left the inheritance of the black peach core has not been contacted, a bit similar to the Buddhist exercises, but it is completely different from the Buddhist compassionate exercises, if you can comprehend one or two, the future sacrificial refining tools will definitely have a lot of benefits, and even with the help of other people, you can even use the help of others to sacrifice and refine the magic weapons.

However, seeing that this temple wished that the evil heart had risen, and he actually used the evil method to confuse Tang Chunmei's mind, of course Wang Pengyu would not stand by and watch, showing his whereabouts to stop Sun Ninghui.

Hearing Sun Ninghui ask who he was, Wang Pengyu said coldly: "You temple wishes, you do such a silver evil act, and you are not afraid of heaven's punishment, I will do the way for heaven today, and use any means!" ”

If it was an ordinary warlock, Wang Pengyu wouldn't say much to him at all, and secretly passed with a sword to end his surname.

It's just that the Wutong magic method is weird, and the magic method that Wang Pengyu understands is completely different, not using Shengwang Ji Qi to protect himself, nor does he use evil qi to kill the enemy, but to drive the strange pink evil qi curse and confuse others, ordinary breaking methods can not be removed, and his own mana is not the internal strength of absorbing the transformation of spiritual energy, but this incense and fire wishing power, Wang Pengyu wants to know more about it, and it is better to deal with such an evil warlock in the future, so he will give this temple a chance to use the magic.

Of course, this is also Wang Pengyu's confidence in his own strength, plus he has already used means against him.

Sun Ninghui got the Wutong Secret Method and the Wutong Statue in the secret cave, unlike Wang Pengyu, an orthodox warlock with a heritage background, he has been nesting in the ravine and has not been in contact with the warlock from the outside world, and he doesn't know the situation of the Xuanmen Warlock, but it can be seen that Wang Pengyu is not an ordinary person, I am afraid that he is a person who has mysterious means to protect himself like him, and he may be planted here.

At that moment, he didn't dare to be careless, his eyes narrowed, the silver evil color in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a dignified color, and slowly retreated to the bottom of the Wutong statue, and his hands formed a strange magic seal, and he saw that the Wutong statue was facing Wang Pengyu's face, and two balls of pink gas shot out of his mouth towards Wang Pengyu.

Wang Pengyu's mana sealed the seven orifices, drew a few times in the air with one hand, and a shattering spell was used, accurately hitting the two pink gases, and found that after the pink air masses were hit by the shattering spells, they dispersed, but immediately condensed into a slightly faint air mass, and continued to shoot towards him.

His face became solemn, his heart turned slightly, his hands rubbed, and a layer of strong death aura suddenly appeared, and his right hand punched towards the pink air mass, and the evil qi in his left hand came out of his hand, turning into a black ghost head knife, and quickly slashed towards the Wutong Divine Statue.

The evil qi from the Xingyi cannon punch hit the pink air mass like a cannonball, and what Wang Pengyu didn't expect was that this time the pink air mass was not dispersed by the evil qi, ignoring his body protection mana and talisman auspicious weapon, that is, the Kunlun Yin-Yang Mirror, the ancient magic weapon of the half-killing weapon and half-auspicious weapon, did not react, allowing the pink air mass to submerge into his body.

Wang Pengyu's face changed slightly, the pink air mass was dispersed by his shattering talisman before, I am afraid that it is the other party's suspicious method, and his own evil qi is afraid that it has no effect on this pink air mass.

The pink air mass entered the body, Wang Pengyu's eyes fluttered, and a charming thought floated, and he couldn't help but think of the wonderful thing with Tao Xue, fortunately, his Dao heart was tenacious, and the mana in his body continued to impact the pink mana, coupled with the natal weapon of heavenly punishment, spraying a thin evil qi to encircle and suppress the other party, which eliminated the effectiveness of the pink mana.

He breathed a sigh of relief, vaguely knowing the essence of the Wutong Divine Technique, but it was borrowing the silver evil qi to arouse the silver thoughts in the hearts of others, and the essence was opened, so as to absorb the power of the essence to replenish himself, although the silver evil qi was difficult to eliminate directly, it was not impossible to kill, but it needed to consume more mana and slowly consume it.

Because people's desires and desires have long existed in themselves, it is better to directly hurt people's bodies such as evil qi and death qi, and the magic weapon that is sacrificed on the basis of the birth of Wangji qi and the evil qi of death is naturally unable to judge the harm of the silver evil qi to people, and take the initiative to resist it.

After all, people have **, and therefore they can reproduce, if you really want to judge the magic weapon, this is even a beneficial breath, just like the ** thing is originally a good thing, once the indulgence transitions, it will hurt the body.

Wang Pengyu finally cleared the evil qi that invaded his body, and the Wutong Divine Statue had no way to dodge Wang Pengyu's evil qi ghost head knife, but a thick layer of pink qi actually appeared, and it forcibly resisted the ghost head knife.

Miao Zhu saw that Wang Pengyu was hit by his own spell, and he was overjoyed in his heart, and was about to continue to attack, which made Wang Pengyu completely confused, and he was not at his mercy when the time came.

But without waiting for him to continue casting spells, he felt a sudden shock in his body, and the mana in his body shook, and his body couldn't move, let alone use spells to attack.

It was not easy for the mana in his body to calm down, and then what made him extremely shocked was that the male root magic weapon in his hand that was used to control the Wutong Divine Statue and use the spell actually came with an incomparably terrifying suction, and the mana he had cultivated for many years surged towards the magic weapon rapidly, and it was not controlled by him at all.

Sun Ninghui only knew at this time that all along, it was not he who controlled the Wutong Divine Statue, but the Wutong Divine Statue that controlled him, and in his horrified gaze, the hand holding the male root magic weapon slowly became shriveled down, and slowly spread towards his body.

followed by an indescribable pain in his henchman, it turned out that Wang Pengyu saw that his mana was constantly being sucked into his body by the Wutong Divine Statue through the male root magic weapon, strengthening himself, and found that it was wrong, so he quickly activated the spider Gu worm that had just lurked on Sun Ninghui's body, and bit off Sun Ninghui's heart, lest his mana be used by the Wutong Divine Statue.

When Sun Ninghui screamed and fell to the ground, he lost his breath, half of his body dried up, and more than half of his mana was absorbed by the Wutong Statue.

Originally, because of the hard resistance to Wang Pengyu's ghost weapon spell and the mana of the Wutong Statue was reduced, in addition to absorbing Sun Ninghui's mana, there were more pink mana breaths constantly coming from outside the temple, submerged into the body of the statue, just a moment, the mana of the Wutong Idol skyrocketed by two or three times, Wang Pengyu sent out two or three times the magic of the ghost soldier in a row, fell on the idol, and were easily blocked by the idol.

Tang Chunmei saw the black and pink qi in the air continue to erupt, and then saw Sun Ninghui's arm unusually shriveled up, fell to the ground and lost his breath, leaning against the wall and covering his mouth, looking at Wang Pengyu and the Wutong Divine Statue on the altar, his eyes were full of fear.

Originally, people with strong yang energy could not see these things, but the spells released by Wang Pengyu and the Wutong Divine Statue were extremely powerful and had a strong breath, plus Tang Chunmei was previously confused by the Wutong Divine Spell, and the Yin Qi was extremely heavy, so he could see the situation of Wang Pengyu and the Wutong Divine Fighting Method.

Wang Pengyu had several spell attacks to no avail, and he originally wanted to go up directly and destroy this silver evil magic weapon with brute force and tools, but he found that the five faces and noses of the Wutong God were all spewing out a thick red mist, covering a radius of three meters, and he didn't dare to approach easily, after all, it was quite difficult to use mana to drive the silver evil qi into the body just now, in case he was eroded by this thick evil qi, Wang Pengyu didn't dare to guarantee that he could hold his heart and not be controlled by the Wutong God.

His mind moved, and then he took a few steps forward, grabbed the brass incense burner for the believers with one hand, and with a mention of mana, the heavy incense burner with a diameter of half a meter suddenly smashed towards the Wutong Divine Statue.

(To be continued)