Bao Yuanwu was still about to speak, Xuanyuan Yufeng nodded, "It's reasonable, good and evil are incompatible. Why is the evil spirit in Jiuzhou in the main body of the Taoist body so full?"

"He is the martial god of the Dragon Pavilion, isn't this a matter of course?" Tai Shu Zangdian took over the conversation.

Xuanyuan Yufeng shook his head, "No, even if it is the contemporary martial god, Wang Chonglou is not dead, the evil spirit in the main body of the Tao should not be like this."

Shentu Lihuo frowned, "The emperor had asked him to absorb evil before, and attacked each other through evil energy and dragon energy, helping him enter the Vajra realm."

These words made Xuanyuan Yufeng's brows frown into pieces.

"Is the monarch too impatient to do this? What is he trying to do?"

Shentu Lihuo shook his head, "It's not too hasty. The emperor has already laid the foundation for the road ahead for the little road master."

Xuanyuan Yufeng did not follow the topic anymore and reminded him again.

"Anyway, when you are baptized later, you must never use the evil spirit in your body. This is not an exaggeration, improper operation, and a worry about life. Of course, if you have evil spirit in your body, the pain will double. If you can't help it, you can stop it."

Wang Han nodded, "What is baptism like to be considered good?"

"Try to activate the dragon energy of Jiuzhou. When the Jiulongs gather together, the baptism is over! You should be able to get the Jiulong Prison Skills left to you by your father! The real Jiulong Prison Skills and the Dragon Entanglement Technique of your Dragon Pavilion can only be considered to be able to play their true purpose after you receive the baptism."

Wang Han was stunned, "How long will this process take?"

"Your father took six hours back then. Of course, your father's evil spirit was just a bit uncomfortable than him. Under normal circumstances, according to the time of Jizhen Daodao in history, the average value is two and a half days."

Wang Han nodded, "That's the case, then what are you doing in the past? Are you protecting the Dharma?"

"It's not entirely true. We are only part of the Dharma protector. On the other hand, when you are baptizing, you come to eat meat and drink soup, which also has many benefits for us."

Wang Han suddenly realized, "I understand, let's start."

Several people approached the prison hall together.

The hall was filled with cool tones, and many strips of cloth of various colors were hanging from above, with various obscure and mysterious patterns on it.

Through the hall.

Only then did I realize that behind the hall was a cliff, and above it, there was a staircase that looked like a hand, and a hall was held in the palm of my hand.

Four words are written on the dragon's gilded plaque in the hall.

Fengtian Guanren!

Wang Han walked in front.

The group walked into the hall.

The cold wind in the mountains blew on my face and my clothes were waving, but when I pushed the door open, a warm feeling came to my face.

There was a futon inside, and a monument was erected in the middle.

A stele without words.

Wang Han glanced at him.

There is only this stele without words in the main hall.

"Lord, here you are trying to connect with the Dragon Qi of Jiuzhou through this wordless monument."

After saying that, several people walked out of the hall and closed the door.

"How can I communicate with Jiuzhou Dragon Qi through this?"

Wang Han turned around and asked a few people, but the few people had already gone out.

The light in the hall is very dark and the visibility is very low.

Wang Han glanced at the cushion on the ground. Could it be that I would let me kowtow here for thousands of heads and smash the cushion to explode the equipment?

If you pinch the futon, it will be a normal futon.

Wang Han sat down and swept the wordsless monument directly in front of the futon.

When Wang Han saw the wordless monument again, he was stunned.

There was actually a pattern on the surface of the monument.

It's a giant dragon.

And a figure stood above the dragon's head.

The figure stood alone between heaven and earth, as if it was carrying the loneliness of this world.

A sad and desolate artistic conception emanates from it and hits the heart.

Wang Han is very familiar with this pattern.
Chapter completed!