"Simple, just crush it and spread it out. A ghost cultivator has no body, only a ghost, but there are also weaknesses to be found. The place with the strongest ghost energy on his body is his strongest point and also his weakness. Just break it.

Destroy its entire cultivation."

Wu Sheng took the agate-like stone and indeed felt a scorching power from inside, as if he was holding a ball of beating flames.

"I took note of it, thank you."

"Be careful, monk, remember to treat me to a drink when you come back," Shao Yang said.

"must."

Wu Sheng put away the fire-like stone and returned to the temple.

At night, in the temple, when several monks were having dinner together, Kong Kong asked about this matter again.

"Rescuing people is a good deed, but remember to put your own safety first. If you don't do anything, just run if you need to, without losing face." Abbot Kongkong specifically told him.

"Hey, I remembered it, uncle."

"Master, how about I go with my junior brother?" Wu Nu said at the side.

"Who will cook for us when you go down the mountain?" Kong Konggulu took a big mouthful of porridge.

Wu Sheng looked at his master.

"Eating together is more important than saving people, and is it more important than your apprentice and my safety?"

"Wu Sheng?"

"Uncle."

"Wucheng is going down the mountain in two days. I have other things to do, so I won't go with you this time." Monk Kongkong put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands and said.

"Okay, I can handle it myself."

"Come on, my teacher will take good care of you."

"Master, you have nothing to do on this mountain anyway, why don't you come with me?"

"My teacher has been studying Buddhism for the past two days, and it has come to a critical moment."

"Study Buddhism, you?"

"Of course."

"fart!"

After dinner, Wu Sheng returned to his room, and Kong followed him in.

"Master, aren't you going to study Buddhism?"

"Buddhism is everywhere in life and can be studied and studied."

"You have a lot of fallacies." Wu Sheng smiled after hearing this.

"Your senior brother Wufan can't go with you. He really has other things to do."

"I'm not that small-minded." Wu Sheng thought Monk Kong had something to do with him, and it was because of this that he co-authored the book.

"Wu Sheng, I've worked hard on you during this time." Kong Kong was silent for a while and suddenly said such a sentence, which made Wu Sheng unable to react for a while.

"What's going on, Master, I suddenly said such sensational words, I don't feel comfortable with it!"

"It's just a little emotional!"

After chatting with Wu Sheng for a while, Kong Kong got up and walked outside.

"Wu Sheng." When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and turned around.

"Is there anything else, Master?"

"I hope you can always be as kind and upright as you are now."

"I know, you can go read a book." Wu Sheng waved his hand.

"Well, I haven't read it for a while, so I have to pick it up." After saying that, Kong Kong slowly returned to his room.

It was night, the moon was hazy, and there seemed to be a layer of mist floating in the sky.

In the early morning of the next day, after practicing, Wu Sheng made some preparations and went down the mountain at noon. Before going down the mountain, two monks, Kong Kong and Kong Kong, specially warned him to be careful.

When we arrived at the village outside Jinhua, it was already dark.

In the moonlight above the willow trees, Wu Sheng came to the village and waited for a while outside the house. After hearing no one's voice inside, he entered the courtyard.

There are still candles burning in the wedding room,

Sun Xiaohuan was whispering to the groom, her eyes were filled with affection, and she was reluctant to leave. It was not until late at night that she cast a spell to make her lover fall asleep. She then carefully got out of bed, put on her clothes, opened the door, and saw the man standing under the moon.

Monk.

"Grandmaster."

"Donor, are the things ready?"

"Okay, this is the strong wine that the master asked me to prepare." Sun Xiaohuan pointed to the two large jars outside the room.

"It explodes when exposed to fire, but I'm afraid these won't be effective against the ghost general."

"We're not going to deal with him directly, let's go?"

"good."

The young monk and the bride walked towards the barren mountain in the night.

More than an hour later, they arrived at the mountain. In the night, the fog was so thick that they could not see their fingers.

"Donor Sun." As he was walking, Wu Sheng suddenly stopped and looked sideways at Sun Xiaohuan.

"Master, what else can you do?"

"You shouldn't be thinking about getting rid of me with the help of that ghost general, or letting us fight until both of us lose. It would be best if our souls are gone, so you don't have to worry anymore."

"I did think so before, but now, I just want his soul to be gone, and he can't go to the underworld."

“So best.”

Wu Sheng smiled and continued on his way.

When they arrived outside the ghost village, Sun Xiaohuan entered from the main road, while Wu Sheng followed the route she pointed out and came down from the cliff more than ten feet high from the other direction. From time to time, there were strange screams in the ghostly village.

, like a night owl.

After entering the village, he was very careful not to make any noise and restrained his breath along the way.

There are many ghosts floating around in the village, their eyes are empty and lifeless, and they are floating around the village aimlessly.

Wu Sheng avoided these wandering souls and came to a place not far from the mountain temple. He saw Sun Xiaohuan waiting outside the temple. Next to him was a fierce ghost wearing armor and holding a ghost sword.

In the mountain temple, the black air surged, overflowing and scattered into the air.

"General, Sun Xiaohuan is here." The sword-wielding ghost shouted into the temple.

The black air inside the temple suddenly surged out, transforming into a grimace in mid-air, with a ferocious look.

"Why are you here now!" The roar stirred up a strong wind.

"The general needs too many souls, I..."

Um!

The ghost general scolded him when he heard this, and Sun Xiaohuan and the ghost immediately took a few steps back.

"Did you bring the soul-searching beads?"

"Bring it here." Sun Xiaohuan took out the beads and put them in his hands.

The black air outside the mountain temple turned into a stream and floated down. He took the bead and put it back.

"You guys stand down first!"

"Yes, General."

The black energy suddenly returned to the mountain temple.

"Be bold!"

A moment later, a roaring sound came from the mountain temple, and black energy came out from the four walls, transforming into a grimace in mid-air, extremely angry.

"Sun Xiaohuan, how dare you lie to me, Tian Yi, get him for me!"

"Yes, General!"

The fierce ghost drew his sword and was about to cut, but suddenly stopped, looked up, and saw blazing flames and billowing smoke behind the mountain temple.

"It's on fire, Sun Xiaohuan, did you bring someone in?!"

Just when he turned around, he suddenly saw several light points flying towards him, and he hurriedly waved his sword to block them. However, those few light points directly melted into the ghost sword, fell on him, and immediately transformed his ghost body into several pieces.

A hole, like hot water splashing snow.

Ah, he screamed.

A few light spots fell on the ground, but they were a few bodhi seeds, with magic power injected from Wu Sheng on them.
Chapter completed!