Chapter 41: Karma burns sin, transcends and becomes a god

Among them, a middle-aged man grinned at the young mandrill, and immediately opened the gourd on his waist and released two centipedes that were as black as ink and had wings.

"I just lack a natal Gu beast, don't rob me!"

As the words fell, the centipede rose into the sky, its fangs digging into the mandrill's throat.

The mandrill fell from the golden seal, and was held by the middle-aged man by the neck with one hand, squeaking with teeth and claws to resist.

It's a pity that its strength is too weak after being poisoned, and it's a bit funny. The crowd laughed.

At this moment, two burly figures appeared at the mouth of the cave.

One of them was coarse linen, carrying a long black stick the thickness of an arm. The other wore a tunic with messy hair and a beard.

I recognized at a glance that the old man in coarse linen clothes was my grandfather Li Banshan!

And the man in the tunic is Lu Heming!

Grandpa pulled out the long black stick on his back and strode forward, his murderous aura was overwhelming, and the group retreated in panic.

"Li Yishan, what do you want to do! Don't forget the cooperation between our two factions......"

Before the words fell, the long stick flashed afterimage, and before everyone could see what was going on, the middle-aged man vomited blood and hit one side of the wall.

"He's going to break the contract, release Gu quickly!"

I don't know who screamed, and the remaining dozen or so people used their own means to throw out all kinds of Gu worms and pounced on Grandpa head-on.

Lu Heming, who was following behind, had a condensed expression, and blew a breath of yin qi towards the Gu worms, the temperature of the entire stone cave dropped rapidly, and the speed of the Gu worms decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they fell to the ground one after another.

A few sticks went down in a mess, and only the young mandrills were left standing on the ground.

And I was observing everything that was happening with the eyes of a mandrill......

Grandpa glanced up at the golden seal, and then pressed his palm to the center of Xiao Xiaoxiao's eyebrows.

An infusion of pure energy, the body of the small mandrill enlarged at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a giant mandrill with a length of three meters.

Grandpa said in a condensed voice, "This mountain is a white tiger hugging a hill, and it is extremely dangerous. Even if you are young, you are also a mountain god. ”

"I give you the opportunity to wait here for fifty years, and no one will be allowed to touch this golden seal."

"Fifty years later, I will help you become a god."

After the words fell, Grandpa and Lu Heming left the cave.

The mandrill knelt down on his knees in the direction his grandfather had left, bowing respectfully......

I took my palm away from the mandrill's chest, and a storm was already stirring up in my heart.

Fifty years ago, Lu Heming actually came to the cave with his grandfather! And judging from his appearance, he was even thinner and colder at the beginning.

A breath of yin qi can make Gu worms freeze to death, and walking side by side with his grandfather, his strength is absolutely superb.

But in my impression, Lu Heming doesn't seem to have any ability except for having more strength and running faster......

"Roar!"

The mandrill raised its head to the sky and roared, and then bowed its head to me with a hideous and painful expression.

After 50 years in a cave filled with thousands of corpses, the mandrill's body was corroded, and its soul could only live in the soil full of yin qi, suffering from torture.

The mandrill is born by the atmosphere of the mountains and is the son of the mountain god, and a pair of eyes can only see the qi on the person, but cannot see the person.

Therefore, the mandrill could tell that Qin Lan and I had no malicious intentions.

Similarly, in the eyes of the mandrill, I was exactly the same as my grandfather's qi, so he mistook me for my grandfather.

It remembered the promise it made fifty years ago, and it bowed its head to ask me for help.

The fifty-year appointment has arrived, and my grandfather has not appeared, but I came here by mistake.

Could it be that my grandfather has already calculated the trajectory of my fate in 50 years?

Grandpa's feng shui life is cultivated to be superb, since I have this opportunity, I am also willing to bear good fruits for the mandrill.

I said, "As a mountain god, you have done your best, and I will help you to liberate you today." ”

Instantly, I bit my fingertip and flicked a drop of blood into the mandrill's brow.

My essence blood was stained with the purest yin qi, and I immediately began to burn wildly! The mandrill held its head in pain, knelt on the ground and roared, but refused to move.

Qin Lan also saw that the mandrill was not evil, so he shouted in panic, "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you think of a way to help this big guy put out the fire!" ”

"No, I can't. This is his karmic debt, and it must be borne by itself! ”

When the words fell, I sat cross-legged on the ground and chanted the mantra:

In the vast capital, there are many King Kong Mountains. Lingbao has immeasurable light, and the cave shines on the hot pool. The ghosts of the seven ancestors are turned over with the fragrant clouds. Dinghui Qinglianhua, the god of eternal peace......

The yin and corpse qi that the mandrill had been contaminated with for many years finally burned out in the karmic fire, and his burly body shrunk in a circle, his hair turned from pitch black to golden, and his hideous fangs disappeared, making it even more sacred and peaceful.

In front of the mandrill, a quaint bronze door appeared, which was the entrance to the underworld.

Fifty years of yin qi erosion of the body, to ensure the tranquility of one side, to burn all the karma, at this time the mandrill finally achieved a yin god.

The gate of the underworld was wide open, and before leaving, the mandrill arched its two paws and bowed to me, even though it slowly disappeared into the depths of the formation gate......

Everything that happened in front of him had subverted Qin Lan's three views.

She stared blankly at the direction where the bronze door disappeared for a long time, and stammered and asked, "That big guy just now, go...... Where did it go? ”

Before I could answer, there was a sudden sound of dense footsteps behind me.

When I turned around, I saw Lynco leading more than fifty villagers to the cave with torches in hand.

Lin Enke stepped forward enthusiastically, "Little brother, I still feel uneasy after thinking about it, for fear that you will be harmed by the mandrill, so I will bring the villagers to help." ”

Although Lin Enke said this, his eyes kept staring at the huge golden seal hanging from the top of the stone cave.

Qin Lan realized that something was wrong, "You guys are going to ...... this"

Halfway through speaking, I quietly squeezed her hand. Qin Lan glanced at me with a strange expression, and then didn't speak again.

I said, "The gold on the beam can't be taken, otherwise thousands of unjust souls in the pit will rush out, not only Panshigou, but also the entire Zhuzhou will be in a catastrophe." ”

Lin Enke's face was embarrassed, and the villagers also looked at each other, but they still stared at the big seal made of pure gold.

I said, "This white tiger hugging the hill is a great threat to your village. I can overtake thousands of unjust souls, but there is one condition. ”

Lin Enke was overjoyed, "Little brother, as long as you can help our village get rid of the ghosts, no matter what you ask, I will try my best to meet it on behalf of the village!" ”

"I want you to swear that you will not touch the gold in the tomb, or you will be buried in the tomb forever."

"Okay, I'll take you with you."

Under Linenko's lead, all the villagers looked at me with longing after swearing.

Qin Lan leaned into my ear and whispered, "I think these guys have bad intentions, you can't ......"

Before Qin Lan finished speaking, I climbed the mound of five-colored soil by myself, holding a ghost head knife of more than fifty catties in my hand, and suddenly exerted force!