Demon Sect Practice, I Can Erase Negative Affects Chapter 120 Bamboo Basket Fetching Water
Yinyue Temple, the Taoist temple established by Yinyue Sect in the ordinary world, but it will not interfere with ordinary things, only when there are demons and ghosts in the local area.
Most of the temple masters are disciples who have no hope of breaking through and have few lifespans.
"Hoohoo... finally here!" Hong Jinbao looked excited and panted looking at the Taoist temple in front of him.
After gasping for breath for a while, Hong Jinbao regained some strength and stepped forward to slap on the gate.
"Bang bang bang..."
"The immortal master of Yinyuezong is here, and the villain will report something important!"
"Bang bang bang..."
"Master Immortal, the villain has...!"
The door opened, and a handsome Taoist boy walked out: "Stop shouting, what happened?"
"This matter is very important, I have to report it to the immortal master myself!" Hong Jinbao insisted, fearing that his credit would be stolen.
"The temple master is an immortal. I don't know how many people want to see him. If everyone sees him, how can the temple master be busy? If you don't say anything, the temple master will not see you." The boy was not to be outdone.
Hong Jinbao was afraid that Zhang Chen would run away if the delay was too long, so he could only say: "I found the traces of the demon cultivator of the Blood God Sect."
"What!" The boy turned pale with shock, his face turned pale.
"Don't delay, take me to see the immortal master." Hong Jinbao urged.
"Follow me." The boy led the way in a panic.
Soon, the two came to a house in the Taoist temple.
The boy regained his composure, tidied up his appearance, and respectfully saluted the house: "Monastery Lord, someone claims to have found traces of the Blood God Sect demon cultivator, and wants to meet the temple master."
"squeaky"
The door of the room opened automatically, and the temple master, who was wearing a Taoist robe of the waning moon, with white hair and a childlike face, walked out of it.
The host looked at Hong Jinbao, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you sure it's the Demon Cultivator of the Blood God Sect?"
"The villain would never dare to deceive the immortal master." Hong Jinbao was so excited that he even began to imagine the scene after he became an immortal.
"Tell me about how you discovered the magic cultivator." The temple master continued to ask with a serious face.
The blood **** sect's revenge last time caused the silver moon sect to lose a large number of new disciples, which can be described as a heavy loss.
This time, another disciple of the Blood God Sect appeared again, and he had to worry about whether the Blood God Sect would make another big move.
Naturally, Hong Jinbao would not reveal his relationship with the Blood God Sect, and he had already thought up his words on the way here.
"The villain's name is Hong Jinbao. He has lived in Kangcheng for three generations. Not long ago, a strange man found me. He claimed to be a disciple of the Blood God Sect. He gave me a few stones and asked me to help him find someone."
As he spoke, Hong Jinbao took out a few spirit stones as proof.
He didn't know what Lingshi was, but it was certainly not as important as kung fu and spells, and there were dozens of Lingshi, so he didn't feel bad about missing a few.
"This is Lingshi, the currency among monks, and it can also be used for cultivation." The temple master explained.
When Hong Jinbao heard this, his face showed joy, and he continued: "I pretended to let Moxiu wait at my house, but I actually came to report to the immortal master."
"You did a good job." The viewer nodded, thinking about countermeasures.
The Blood God Sect can only be established by an inner sect disciple or above, which means that the opponent has at least the seventh level of Qi Refining.
With the behavior style of the Blood God Sect, it is more likely that he is a direct disciple of the foundation establishment period.
And he is only practicing the ninth floor, it is best to ask the sect for help.
After thinking for a while, the temple master took out the sound transmission jade pendant, injected mana, and said: "There seems to be a demon cultivator from the Blood God Sect in Cannes, so send people from the former sect!"
After finishing speaking, the temple master threw the sound transmission jade pendant into the air: "Go!"
The jade pendant turned into a streak of light and flew in the direction of Yinyuezong.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred.
A bright **** light flashed, a hand stretched out, and grabbed the sound transmission jade pendant.
Hong Jinbao excitedly pointed at the figure in the air, completely oblivious to the pale face of the temple master.
"Katsa!"
Zhang Chen crushed the sound transmission jade pendant and looked at Hong Jinbao coldly: "Is this what you are talking about about elders?"
In fact, Zhang Chen had already hidden his breath and followed behind.
The watcher only has the cultivation base of the ninth level of Qi Refining, so naturally he can't detect Zhang Chen who is hiding his breath.
Hong Jinbao could hear the conversation with the temple master clearly from the beginning to the end.
Self-confident that he has the backing of the Immortal Master of Yinyue Sect, Hong Jinbao is not afraid, and said righteously: "Devil, you actually sent me to your door, today is your death day!"
Zhang Chen shook his head and sighed, "Senior brother Hong, today the younger brother is going to let you die."
As soon as the words fell, many blood **** sons flew out of Zhang Chen's body and rushed towards the Yinyue Temple below.
Seeing the terrifying Blood God Son made of blood, Hong Jinbao backed away in fright, and shouted: "Help me, Master Immortal, help me, Master Immortal..."
The temple master ignored Hong Jinbao, not to mention saving people, he couldn't even survive facing so many blood **** sons at the ninth level of Qi refining.
However, he did not sit still.
"Moon Flower Formation, get up!"
The master of the temple made a formula, and a shield like moonlight wrapped the Taoist temple.
Every Yinyue Temple is equipped with a moonlight formation, which can absorb the moonlight to maintain the operation of the formation, and can resist the attack of the foundation building period for a short time.
"Bang bang bang..."
The blood **** sons hit the shield ~www.mtlnovel.com~ and were bounced off one after another.
Seeing this scene, Hong Jinbao laughed loudly: "Hahaha..."
"Katsa!"
A crisp sound made Hong Jinbao's expression stiff, and the laughter stopped abruptly, only a crack appeared on the shield.
"It's okay, it's just a crack, there's an immortal master here..."
"Katsa!"
Before Hong Jinbao finished speaking, another crack appeared on the shield.
Before Hong Jinbao could react, cracks appeared one after another on the shield, like firecrackers.
"Katsa, Katsa, Katsa..."
"Snapped!"
The next moment, the shield shattered violently, turning into little stars and dissipating.
There are more than one hundred blood **** sons, comparable to the ninth floor of the foundation, and the Yuehua formation can only resist ten breaths.
Hong Jinbao turned his head to look at the host, wanting to see what method the host would use to deal with it, but found that the host looked desperate.
Only then did Hong Jinbao realize that the immortal master he was relying on was no match for the demon cultivator at all.
It's over!
No, I still have a chance. My grandfather is his senior brother. For my grandfather's sake, he might let me go.
The thought of begging for mercy had just arisen, before Hong Jinbao could open his mouth, the Son of Blood had already thrown himself on him.
In just an instant, without even screaming, Hong Jinbao was drained of blood and lost his vitality.
Tong Zhangchen, who was on the sidelines, did not let go, and was also sucked dry of blood.
Only the temple master did not die, but lost a lot of blood and was dying.
The reason why he didn't kill the temple master was because he wanted to use the soul search technique to extract the memory of the other party.
Zhang Chen fell from the sky and came to the side of the temple master.
The temple master raised his eyelids with difficulty, and looked at Zhang Chen calmly, without a trace of fear.
He didn't have much lifespan, and he didn't have many days to live, so he could face death so calmly.