At night.

Maoshan's body trembled, bearing great pain, and felt as if his whole person was torn apart.

At this time, Feng Qingyan frowned, although the aura of Haoran suppressed the strange qi to Maoshan's feet. However, it cannot be completely expelled or extinguished, and like the gangrene of the appendage, there will always be a wisp of strange qi born.

Unless Maoshan's body is destroyed or destroyed, it is possible to completely extinguish the strange qi.

It's a weird aura.

Feng Qingyan exclaimed in his heart, it was really weird.

Fortunately, it wasn't his soul that was infected, otherwise there would be few people in the entire Zhou world who could save him.

However, even if his soul was infected, as long as there was no mutation, Feng Qingyan might be able to save him.

Holy Force!

It seems that the only way to do this is to use the Holy Force.

Feng Qingyan tried several times, but he still couldn't extinguish the weird qi, so he mobilized a wisp of holy power. Although the holy power is more terrifying than the aura of Haoran, it is not as domineering as the aura of Haoran, and when it is injected into Maoshan's body, it is like a warm current, making him warm all over.

It made him feel very comfortable.

It seems that he has entered the heavenly court from hell all at once......

The holy power in Maoshan's body seemed to turn into a bolt of lightning, and instantly appeared on Maoshan's left foot, and the holy power quickly purified the strange qi.

Sure enough!

Feng Qingyan was overjoyed in his heart.

However, he faintly realized that it seemed that one wisp of holy power was not enough to extinguish the strange qi, so he injected two wisps of holy power again, so as to prevent the resurgence of the strange qi.

The three wisps of holy power completely extinguished the strange qi in Maoshan's body.

"Alright. ”

Feng Qingyan nodded.

At this time, Maoshan collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath.

At this time, there was a side of his body, which was still blurred with flesh and blood, but it was suppressed. And the restoration under the aura of Haoran and the holy power is rapidly re-......

However, it cannot be restored.

It looks like a scar from a fire, and it's a little scary to look at.

"Brother!"

Thatch came running frantically from outside the village.

As soon as she escaped from the village, she saw a green ox pulling an ox cart through the air, and then she saw a huge whirlpool appear in the sky above the Drum Mountain, exuding an incomparably terrifying aura.

Then she knew that her brother was saved.

Really.

Before she could run back to the village, the people in the ox cart killed the spirits.

"Brother!"

Mao Xiang saw Maoshan from a distance, and when she saw that her brother was still alive, she was extremely excited, and tears flowed down again.

She came running wildly.

At this time, Feng Qingyan turned his head and glanced at it, and said to Qingniu: "Let's go." ”

"No. ”

The green cow responded.

"Brother Mao, farewell. ”

As soon as Feng Qingyan said to Maoshan and walked on the ox cart.

"Dare to ask who Mr. Feng is? Maoshan will definitely repay the grace of saving his life today. Maoshan struggled to get up, but fell down again.

"Why bother with a little effort?"

Feng Qingyan didn't care about it.

"My husband is a student of Bury Mountain Academy. The green ox said more, pulled the ox cart and stepped away.

"Burial Mountain Academy?"

Mao Shan was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the Niu Lane that left: "It turns out that Mr. Feng is a student of Fushan Academy, no wonder he can kill fierce ghosts at a young age......"

Although he is not a disciple of the Holy Dao, let alone a disciple of Confucianism, he knows the name of the Burial Mountain Academy. In the past six months, the name of the Burial Mountain Academy has spread all over the world from time to time, and it can be described as a big name. Especially when the students of the Burial Mountain Academy were Feng Qingyan and were crowned as a virtual saint, they were even more in the limelight for a while.

At this time, the Burial Mountain Academy was almost comparable to the existence of the top ten academies of Confucianism.

Of course, the heritage is still not comparable.

"Brother!"

Maoxiang flew up and hugged Maoshan.

"Second sister, don't worry, Brother is fine, Brother is fine. Maoshan patted Maoxiang and said. Although he was still physically injured and his spirit was sluggish, he was really fine.

As long as you rest for a while, you can recover.

"Mingming—"

Maoxiang cried and said, "I'm scared to death." ”

After a while, the thatch recovered, but she still had palpitations. At this time, she asked curiously: "Brother, who is the person who just saved Brother? Brother has written down his name? This person is Brother's savior, and he will definitely repay ...... one day."

"Feng Hui, Mr. Feng. ”

Mao Shan nodded and said, naturally he would not forget the grace of saving his life, "This Mr. Feng is a student of the famous Burial Mountain Academy. ”

"Burial Mountain Academy students?"

Mao Xiang blinked, and secretly wrote down the name of Feng Hui in her heart.

"Mr. Feng is afraid that he is in the realm of a literary teacher, and it is really amazing that he is a literary teacher at such a young age. Mao Shan sighed, looking north, "It is worthy of the Eighty-one Academy of Confucianism, but the students of the academy have such terrifying power......"

"This Mr. Feng is indeed terrifying. ”

Mao Xiang nodded, and then said: "But Brother is not bad, Brother is only a weak crown year, he can kill evil ghosts, this is quite a holy scribe." ”

"In the year of the weak crown, how many people in the world can reach the realm of scribes?"

"So brother, don't be presumptuous and look down on yourself. ”

Maoxiang comforted.

Mao Shan couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and laughed a few times, but he pulled the muscles and bones, making him miserable.

It took a while to recover.

"Why is Brother laughing?"

At this time, Mao Xiang was puzzled and said, "Could it be that what Ah Xiang said is wrong?"

"Although Brother can kill evil spirits, there is still a big gap between him and the Holy Dao scribes. Maoshan shook his head and said, naturally knowing his own situation, his background is simply incomparable.

His spell is like a rootless duckweed.

His mana is also groundless.

The path of spells he is taking now is a bit like a sideshow compared to the Hundred Sects of the Holy Dao. Therefore, at this time, he is even more eager to confer the throne, either the name of the heavenly cao, or the famous consecrated earthly cao, to obtain the Taoist priesthood, which can be regarded as having a foundation.

Or by perfecting itself.

However, it is basically impossible to improve it by itself.

It may take generations to do this.

The path he is taking now is fundamentally different from that of the Taoists under the Holy Path.

In Taoism under the Holy Dao, the Tao Qi evolved from the Wen Qi, just like the Confucian Haoran Qi, which evolved from the Wen Qi.

Therefore, the essence of the hundred schools of the Holy Way is still civil.

However, his mana did not evolve from the literary qi, but evolved from another "qi" that was different from the literary qi.

and suppressed by the Word.

Therefore, he does not feel the roots, and he feels like a rootless duckweed.

The night passed.

Maoshan recovered a little.

Although Drum Mountain and the village have been purified by Feng Qingyan's "Heaven and Earth Have Righteousness", there are still some grievances and some dazed remnants.

This is because Feng Qingyan deliberately suppressed "Heaven and Earth have righteousness" and didn't want to destroy the village, so he couldn't completely eliminate the resentment and remnant souls.

However, it will not be the climate.

Another day passed, and Maoshan regained some mana.

"Second sister, go to the village to get some cloth altars, every household should take some, don't miss any of them. ”

When it gets dark, Maoshan will say to Maoxiang.

"Okay. ”

The thatch nodded and went to get it.

After the Maoxiang was taken, Maoshan began to cloth the altar, and when it was late at night, he opened the altar, performed the trick with both hands, and recited quickly in his mouth: "The edict of the Taishang, surpassing your lonely soul; ghosts and ghosts, four lives are gracious; those with heads are super, and those without heads are born; guns and knives are killed, diving into the water and hanging ropes; bright and dark deaths, unjust death; creditors and wronged families, nagging for their children; kneeling in front of my stage, gossip is shining; Zhan Ru goes, and is born in other places; for men and women, they bear their own responsibilities; rich and poor, you call yourself." ”

"Just wait for the crowd, hurry and overlive!"

"Just wait for the crowd, hurry and overlive!"

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