Chapter Forty-Eight: The Spell Suppresses Evil Spirits

Speaking of the severance of the inheritance of the secret painting, the old lady's mood became even heavier, and she continued after a long time: "The secret painting and the life and death of the whole sex have been fighting, resulting in the death of many elites, the inheritance has been cut off, and the mountain gate has also been destroyed by the whole nature.

My younger brother also died in the turmoil of the all-out attack on the mountain.

The mountain gate was broken, and many people could only flee incognito in order to avoid revenge.

My sister and I fled all the way to Fujian and lived here incognito. ”

When Lu Qing heard this, she finally had a little understanding of the old lady's life experience and origin, and it turned out that she was also a refugee who came to Fujian.

"And then?" Lu Qing asked.

"Later, alas!" The old lady sighed and said, "Originally, our two families were invisible and had been living very peacefully.

But I didn't expect to be targeted by all sexuality.

Those few people are not very capable, but my sister and I can't help it, so they took my son and trained him to be a demon! ”

Speaking of this, the old lady's tone choked, and the moisture had overflowed her eyes.

"Ahh Wang subconsciously exclaimed.

She couldn't imagine that anyone in the world could do such a vicious thing.

Lu Qing couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, such a vicious all-sex demon actually trained a child to become a demon!

In order to practice evil spirits, it is necessary to torture that person by all kinds of inhuman means to the point that life is worse than death, so that he will have boundless resentment, and he does not know what kind of pain the child suffered in his life.

After sobbing for a while, the old lady wiped the corners of her eyes, collected her thoughts, and then said: "That person detained and controlled my son's soul, and wanted it to harm me.

Thankfully, I was able to keep his soul in the painting.

Later, my sister and I joined forces to get rid of those all-sex people, but .....

But my son's obsession is too deep and his evil spirit is too heavy, and my sister and I can't afford to go beyond it, so we can only seal him in the secret painting all the time.

But this only fueled his cultivation, and as he got older, his evil spirit became deeper and deeper, and his sanity became less and less, and he didn't recognize me about thirty years ago.

I'm afraid that he will rush out of the secret painting and cause trouble, so I've been guarding him here.

But now, he is getting deeper and deeper entanglement with the feng shui here, I am powerless to suppress it, I wanted to die with him before I died, and now I meet the fairy family, ask the fairy family to give my son a relief! ”

After the old lady finished speaking, she saluted respectfully with a begging face.

"Get up, I promise you." I said softly to the old lady.

Although she hadn't learned the ability to remove the superordinate of spirits, as an innate spirit, she had some control over anything made up of spirits, and it shouldn't be a problem to deal with a demon that was less than a hundred years old.

When the old lady saw that she agreed, she immediately cried with joy, clasped her hands together and said, "Thank you Daxian!" Thank you Daxian! ”

Then the old lady got up and went back to the house.

After a few moments, she walked out tremblingly holding a scroll of ancient paintings.

Seeing the ancient painting in the old lady's hand, Lu Qing's eyes suddenly changed:

The Celestial Master's Mansion's Soul Suppression Spell!

Why is it on this scroll?

Isn't it a person in the secret painting door?

Moreover, there is a faint five thunder qi in this mantra, and the spell caster is definitely a high skill with a certain degree of attainment in the practice of thunder law.

But the Heavenly Master's Mansion is far away in Jiangxi, and the old lady has never been out of Fujian since, how can she have any contact with the Heavenly Master's Mansion?

Lu Qing's mind raced, and then he used the Heart Initiation Technique to tell Wang his doubts and asked her to ask on his behalf.

After taking the scroll handed over by the old lady, he pointed to the soul suppression spell on it and asked, "Who made this spell?" ”

When the old lady heard Wang's inquiry, she replied respectfully: "Immortal family Rongqi, this was given by an old man twenty years ago.

At that time, my son had been practicing in this painting for more than 40 years, and his rationality had been completely lost, and if he wanted to break through the shackles of this secret painting, I couldn't help my wife.

At the critical moment, fortunately a master helped him to reseal him with a spell.

The man said that he was not good at the spirit, so he could not surpass my son, but could only seal it.

But he also left a thunder spell in this spell, if the spell can't be suppressed one day, he can trigger the heavenly thunder and get rid of the evil spirit.

This is also the last bit of my wife's dependence, I wanted to use it before I died, but I didn't think that I was lucky enough to meet the fairy family today, and I could ask for a transcendence for my son. ”

Is it superior?

After listening to the old lady's story, Lu Qing pondered, and he didn't know which of the Heavenly Master's Mansion was a high meritor.

"I don't know what that person looks like, but did you ever say that you inherited the sect?" I wanted to know that Lu Qing had the intention to ask for verification, so he continued to ask.

The old lady shook her head and said, "That person doesn't want to reveal his name and teacher, and I don't dare to ask more about the old woman, I only know that he is not tall, but his two ears are particularly eye-catching."

By the way, he was accompanied by a young man, who was supposed to be his son. ”

Not tall and with two ears that stand out?

After hearing this, Lu Qing thought of the little Taoist priest he met on Longhu Mountain back then, the big-eared little Taoist who practiced Tibetan Qi Kung Fu as an ability.

Could it really be him?

But why did he come all the way from Longhu Mountain to this Quanzhou Port?

Why are you reluctant to disclose your mentorship and name?

Lu Qing couldn't understand the reason behind this, so he simply put it on hold for the time being, and planned to go to Longhu Mountain again later.

"How's that, can you fix it?" Lu Qing asked.

Looking at the scroll in his hand, he nodded: "There's no problem, it's just a demon, you can purify the evil qi and you can overdo it." ”

Then, with a slight tudge of her jade hand on the scroll, she wiped out the soul suppression spell that suppressed evil spirits.

This spell contains a trace of thunder, if you don't erase it and open it rashly, the thunder spell will directly kill the evil ghost in the painting.

As soon as the soul suppression spell was extinguished, the seal of the secret painting was broken in an instant, and the boundless evil qi rushed out of the scroll, as if the gate of the underworld was opened, and a hundred ghosts were about to be born!

Hate!

Hate!

Hate!

Give me my life!

Give me my life!

Heaven is unfair!

Heaven is unfair!

What am I innocent of!

How innocent am I!

The evil anger came out, and the cold and piercing resentment also rushed out of the scroll and floated in the courtyard, this voice was the obsession of the resentful spirit.

He had suffered inhuman torture in his lifetime, suffering great physical and mental suffering, and this resentment could not be relieved unless it was dissolved.

As the evil qi continued to pour out, the temperature in the courtyard also plummeted, and the originally clear and dry weather actually gave birth to a thin mist!

The old lady looked at the mist wafting in the courtyard and the resentful spirits floating in it, and couldn't help shouting, "Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid! The immortal family will soon overtake you and let you get liberation! ”

No!

I don't want to overdo it!

I don't want to overdo it!

I'm going to kill!

I'm going to kill everyone!

Kill!

Kill, kill, kill!

Everyone's damned!

Instead of being appeased by the old lady's words, the spirit roared even more violently as if it had been stimulated.