"The snake god was executed, and although the villagers recovered their sanity, they were afraid that their appearance would be difficult to recover. The demonic qi penetrates deep into the bone marrow, and ordinary exorcism charms have no effect. ”

"Is there no other way? If the villagers look like this, I am afraid that even if they escape this catastrophe, they will be captured by the officials as aliens. In particular, those shamanic mages like this kind of demonic power into their bodies as a tribute, to please their main gods, or to refine evil spells. ”

Yuantong asked, although he is simple, but he is not a fool. A Taoist priest who can serve Lei Fa will be helpless in the face of this situation, which is unconvincing.

"It's not that there is no way at all, soak the body with cinnabar with yang energy, rooster blood, and slowly eliminate the demon energy in the body, and the appearance should be able to recover a ** without leaving ten.

However, this method is not suitable for ordinary people, and these villagers have a hard time living, let alone buying cinnabar and chicken blood. ”

Shang Biao's tone was flat, and he said another way.

This is similar to his treatment of osmanthus, except that the osmanthus has not been soaked in demonic power for a long time, and the crown blood of a big rooster can expel the demonic power from the body.

However, Shang Biao didn't have the time to wait for them to find all the cockscomb blood one by one and then draw talismans to exorcise evil spirits, and directly using the soaked ones also had an effect.

Of course, this is not a few times to recover, and most people can't eat a chicken in a year, let alone rooster blood.

And cinnabar can be a medicinal herb here, one or two cinnabar is enough to buy a dozen chickens, and these two methods are not for the poor at all.

There is another way in his heart, but the monk who is in the way is here, and he can't use it.

"Amitabha, the troubled times are coming, and evil is rampant, but these people are suffering."

Yuantong looked helpless, silently chanting scriptures to pray for the villagers.

"I'd rather be a peaceful dog than a troubled world. Heaven is impermanent, and you and I can't do anything. However, Poor Dao will do his best to help the villagers recover here, or help them find a safe place to stay. ”

Shang Biao also made a compassionate gesture, which should be in harmony with Yuantong's emotion.

"Taoist friend Gaoyi, I haven't introduced myself yet, the little monk Yuantong, practicing in Guangde Temple, if there is a Taoist friend who needs help, just ask."

Yuantong clasped his hands together and bowed to Shang Biao again.

"Poor Shi Nan, there is no fixed place to live, if there is a need, it will definitely be troublesome Taoist friends."

While the two were talking, some demonized villagers also rushed over after sobering up.

"Daoist Elder is merciful, save my life!"

Led by an old-faced demonized human snake, the villagers collectively bowed down like two people.

As the only normal person, the ghost boy is also hidden among the kneeling snake people.

"Daoyou's ghost~"

Although the ghost boy concealed his aura, Yuantong still noticed the abnormality for the first time, felt that it and Shang Biao's aura came from the same source, and asked.

"It is the Yin God who protects the Dharma below, and it is hidden in that woman in a hurry."

"You get up first, this master and I will try our best to help you, but your demonic qi has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and it will be difficult to restore the original state, so you must be prepared in your hearts."

Shang Biao explained, and then stepped forward to explain the reason to the villagers.

Hearing that he could not recover, the villagers with a poor mentality had passed out.

Some of the rest of the people also wept and wept, crying and wailing, and denying the injustice of God.

However, the old man who spoke first was in a relatively stable mood, got up and walked in front of Shang Biao, and said:

"Thanks to the Dao Leader and this master, we are fortunate to be able to escape the clutches of the devil. The matter of restoring the appearance can be done as much as possible, but if it is really impossible to recover, we can only accept our fate. ”

"Well, you go and prepare the cinnabar and yellow talisman first, the exorcism talisman I brought is not enough for so many of you to use."

Shang Biao finished instructing the old man and walked to the statue of the snake god.

The kill notice in the theater did not sound, and Shang Biao didn't have to think about it to know that this snake god was cheating to death.

However, this appearance of deception is seamless, at least Shang Biao and Yuantong did not find the problem.

If it weren't for the judgment of the theater, it was really possible to be hidden by him.

Stepping into the broken ancestral hall, Shang Biao first identified the cracked snake god appearance.

Serpent Spirit (Near-Extinction)

Place of Origin: White Lotus was born

Rarity: Silver (damaged, irreparable)

Material: Psychic Obsidian

Effect: Increases faith cohesion and merges speed

Restriction: Spirits

Evaluation: This is the Dharma of an unlucky snake spirit who has withstood two thunder tests, and its Shinto path has also come to an end.

Silver-level props, no wonder they can be saved under the explosion of the dehydration thunder.

Shang Biao manipulated the magic sword, and the blade of the sword stayed on the snake's head.

"Do you come out on your own, or do you let me completely destroy your law with a sword."

"How is that possible, how did you find out!"

The extremely weak voice came out of the law phase, and the snake god couldn't even condense the primordial god to appear.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be alive, if I said I was just lying to you just now, do you believe it?"

"You~, what do you want to do?"

The snake god fell into this kind of field just to survive, and he didn't dare to fire Shang Biao.

"Nothing, give you a chance to live."

"Would you be so kind?"

"It seems that you have a deep misunderstanding of me, it doesn't matter, you will know what kind of person I am if you have more contact in the future. This is the magic weapon that Heavenly Master Zhong Kui once used, and it is not a grievance for you to enter it as a main soul.

The opportunity is given to you, and whether you can grasp it depends on your own choice.

Thinking about it, you have been cultivating this Shinto for so many years and have not come out, so it is better to follow me to cultivate the ghost path, at least it will not be scattered, what do you say? ”

Shang Biao took out the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner and said lightly, but the threat in it was self-evident.

"I'll tell you a secret about the dragon vein, how about you wrap around my life?"

"Isn't it that the dragon veins of the Manchu Qing Dynasty have dissipated, and the world is full of snakes, ready to fight for the world again and take the opportunity to turn into dragons. Is this kind of rotten street news a secret?

Stop talking nonsense! Either you live or you don't die. With these two choices, it's not negotiable, you'd better not force me to do it! ”

Seeing that the snake spirit was still hesitating, Shang Biao handed over the sword, and the black snake statue suddenly fell apart and shattered to the ground.

Cornered, the snake spirit in the statue turned into an illusory mini white snake and burrowed into the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags.

Shang Biao's magic sword hung over his head, and the snake spirit was still unwilling to be scattered like this after all.

"It's a pity, people still want to taste what it's like to be a god's demon soul!"

The ghost boy muttered behind Shang Biao, he wished that the snake spirit would rather die and have a full meal.

"There will be a chance in the future, you come back first, the monk is outside, you occupy the osmanthus body Yin Qi corrosion, stay for a long time enough to be fatal, his kind of Taoist monk will definitely not be used to it."

Speaking of the Yuantong monk, Shang Biao also found a place to restore his mana.