Xiao Feng frowned, it was indeed not an ordinary evil spirit.
This is a refined evil ghost. This kind of evil ghost is specially designed to devour other spiritual bodies. The more it swallows, the stronger it becomes.
Yanlong wants to use it to bring down Juxian Hall. This old guy is really good at sorcery.
He put his hands behind his back and said in a cold voice: "Don't you know that possession can damage the yang energy of a living person? Get out now, hurry up."
"Who are you? You dare to teach me a lesson?"
Wu Jian let out a wild beast's roar, making people feel their scalp numb.
Xiao Feng said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense and get out immediately, or I will make you never reincarnate."
Wu Jian roared angrily and jumped towards him.
"The Qinglong Order, kill the evil spirits."
Xiao Feng's left arm flashed with a green light, and he saw two green dragons circling around him, their pressure frightening everyone.
When the evil spirit saw this, he was extremely frightened on the spot, roared and retreated, and became extremely manic.
"Come out."
Xiao Feng pressed him on the head and pulled him out violently. A black mist was pulled out from Wu Jian's body, and he passed out immediately.
"Master, have mercy on me, master, have mercy on me..."
The evil spirit was desperately begging for mercy, and it was trapped in Xiao Feng's hand.
"I don't want my soul to be shattered. I beg Master for mercy. I was willing to go through fire and water for Master..."
As long as Xiao Feng clenches his fist, this evil spirit will be instantly wiped out.
He thought for a while, this refined evil spirit was very powerful, and it would be really useful if it eliminated his resentment.
He took a glass from the table and put the evil spirit in it.
The glass that was originally transparent immediately turned dark, and there was a layer of frost hanging on the outside.
"Qingfeng, come in."
Wu Qingfeng and Xing'er quickly entered the room and quickly carried the unconscious Wu Jian to the bed.
Xiao Feng checked him out and found that his face was pale and his lips were purple, indicating that his vitality was obviously seriously injured.
Fortunately, the evil spirit was forced out of the body in time, otherwise his brain would be damaged and he would either become a madman or a fool.
The Bian Que Silver Needle came in handy again. Xiao Feng used it to revive the comatose Wu Jian just once.
"Oh, wake up, wake up."
Myolie said excitedly: "Master, you are so awesome, I admire you so much."
"Myolie, don't be rude."
Wu Qingfeng scolded, and Xing'er stuck out her tongue with a smile.
"Thank you Master for saving your life."
Wu Jian supported his body and sat up, bowing slightly.
"Tell me, why did Yanlong suddenly come to the door?" Xiao Feng asked.
"It's all the fault of the spirit tablet..."
In order to help Wu Qingfeng survive, Wu Jian purchased a lot of spiritual cards from a charlatan.
Now that Wu Qingfeng's internal injuries have healed, he wants to get rid of the spiritual tablet, but leaving this thing with him will be a hot potato.
But who knew that this token actually came from the hands of Yanlong, and this warlock was just a second-level dealer.
When Yanlong learned that he was Wu Qingfeng's disciple, he chased him all the way to Juxian Hall. If Wu Qingfeng hadn't stopped him, he would have been killed long ago.
"Hey...it's all my fault that I'm not good at studying and have embarrassed my master and master."
"It's okay, just be careful in the future."
Xiao Feng patted him on the shoulder and handed the bottle containing the evil spirit to Wu Qingfeng.
"Master Xiao, what's inside?"
"It's that evil spirit."
Xiao Feng said seriously: "It is very powerful, it would be a pity to destroy it."
"You help it eliminate its resentment, and then seal it in the spirit tablet again. It can help you solve a lot of troubles."
"Oh? Isn't this the art of raising ghosts?" Wu Qingfeng said in shock.
"not completely."
Xiao Feng shook his finger: "You have to understand a truth. Goodness and evil are often just a matter of thought. It depends on what kind of person you are."
"There are many ways to raise ghosts. In order to increase the power of evil, Yanlong often feeds it with blood. This is the root of evil."
"I just asked you to use it properly and help it refine and practice. Maybe... one day it will achieve enlightenment."
"Disciple understands."
Wu Qingfeng nodded and took the bottle with both hands.
Xiao Feng solemnly said: "Master, I want to remind you that you must never allow it to be free, lest it hurt others or yourself."
"This Flame Dragon will definitely not give up. Rather than sit back and wait for death, it is better to strike preemptively."
"Master Xiao, what do you mean..."
"Don't keep the temple of immortals to get rid of future troubles."
Xiao Feng said with his hands behind his back: "Find some time to go and have a feel for the basics of the Immortal Temple. The key point is Bai Wengtong, the leader of the temple."
Wu Qingfeng nodded: "Yes, I will obey my master's orders."
"Where are the people? Where have they all died?"
Suddenly, a very arrogant man shouted from the main hall.
"Yeah, a guest is here."
Xing'er hurriedly went to greet her first, and Wu Qingfeng quickly followed after putting away the glass bottles.
A young man with slicked-back hair and brand-name brands all over his body was standing in the main hall with his hands behind his back, and there were two bodyguards on the left and right sides. He seemed to have an extraordinary status at first glance.
"Sir, are you doing fortune telling or fortune telling?" Xing'er greeted with a smile.
"I'm here to settle the fucking score."
The man with the back of his head cursed sternly: "What's wrong? You don't recognize me anymore?"
"you are…"
Xing'er looked at it carefully and saw that it looked familiar, but she couldn't remember it for a while.
'Snapped!'
"Are you pretending to be stupid for me?"
The man behind the scenes slapped her face, causing Xing'er to stagger and almost fall down.
"Why do you hit people?"
Xing'er covered her face and asked aggrievedly.
"Why? Just because of this."
'Snapped!'
The man with the back pulled out a black sign and slapped it on the table.
Myolie took a closer look and saw that it was the spiritual tablet Wu Jian had bought before.
She suddenly realized: "Oh...I remembered, you are Mr. Yu."
"You know now?"
The man with the back of his head glared and said, "You almost made me have a big accident. If you don't give me a reasonable explanation today, I will destroy your Juxian Hall."
"I told you, Mr. Yu, you are very angry, aren't you?"
Suddenly the door curtain opened and Xiao Feng walked out, followed by Wu Qingfeng.
"What? Xiao...Mr. Xiao."
When he saw Xiao Feng, he shivered unconsciously.
The man with the back of his head is none other than the CEO of Xinda Company, Yu Guanghui.
"Master, he beats people."
Myolie immediately stepped forward to complain. There was an obvious five-finger mark on the left side of her face.
Xiao Feng glanced at it and sneered: "Mr. Yu, if you have something to say, why do you hit someone?"
"I...I'm just so angry."
Yu Guanghui stammered: "Mr. Xiao, I can't afford to offend you, but you have to be reasonable when doing things. What do you think?"
"That's right!"
Xiao Feng nodded: "If it is really their problem, you can ask for compensation or even destroy the store. I have nothing to say."
"good!"
Yu Guanghui was happy, he had been waiting for this sentence.
"They defrauded me of my money and almost caused me an accident. I'm here today to demand an explanation."
"Hey! Do you want to be shameless?"
"Who defrauded you of money? Please explain clearly, how did we deceive you?"
Xing'er said unconvinced.
"Little girl, you admitted it yourself."
"This spiritual tablet was sold to me by your Juxian Hall. Because of this damn thing, I was unlucky for half a month."
"Look at my head, here's the proof."
Yu Guanghui curled his lips and pointed at his injured forehead.
"Bah! You deserve it."
Xing'er spat: "It was you who said you wanted to buy something similar to the Xiangguo Buddhist amulet, and you also said it must be efficacious. The stronger the spiritual power, the better."
"My senior brother has told you that this spiritual tablet has side effects, and it will backfire once your body cannot bear it."
"But you refused to listen and insisted on buying it. It's obviously your own fault."
"I do not care!"
Yu Guanghui put on a scoundrel look: "You sold this magic tablet to me. If something goes wrong, you will be responsible. You will compensate me at least five million."