Yunhao was in a dilemma and said perfunctorily: "Two masters, I have not practiced any evil skills. I think it was the master who was distracted!"
Huijing, who was behind Huitong, said, "Why are you like this? My senior brother has never made any mistakes in his judgment."
Huitong waved his hand to stop Huijing from continuing, and said to Yunhao: "The poor monk's junior brother has always been reckless, please don't be offended by the donor." Yunhao said: "I don't dare!"
Huitong then sighed and said slowly: "The donor can't trust the poor monk! The ** that the donor practices is incompatible with the ** that we practice. If we see other eminent monks taking action today, we can see it at a glance.
None of the internal martial arts martial arts practiced by the donor master are serious kung fu. If the development of evil spirits in the body is not suppressed in time, it may harm the entire continent in the future." A gleam flashed in Huitong's eyes, and he continued: "There are also some that are specially eradicated.
The evil heretic Taoist priests and monks will probably take action directly when they see the donor!"
Yunhao's heart skipped a beat, and he thought: "This is just a bad sect, and my martial arts are not authentic martial arts."
"If the donor wants to get rid of this evil, my brothers and I can naturally help the donor. The practice of evil arts often pursues progress and destroys humanity. Donor, you have to be careful! I and I have something to do, and we will visit the donor again in a few days.
. Please give the donor some careful consideration in the next few days!"
Yunhao stood up and sent the two great monks away, and sat on the chair with some dejection. The benefits brought to him by the Medicine King's Holy Code were extraordinary. His Qi Sea was repaired by the Medicine King's Holy Code. And the Phantom Ice Legs
It is the martial arts that he is most comfortable with. Ever since he learned it, he has a feeling of blood connection.
As the sun set and rose again, Yunhao did not choose to practice again at night. He vaguely felt that the sea of qi had been restored at this time. If he practiced other internal skills and mental methods, his progress would not necessarily be slow. In order to not destroy his humanity in the future, he decided
Let these two monks help disperse this evil power.
Laihe quietly walked in and put breakfast on the table, looking at the young master sitting in a chair in a daze. He was also a little confused. He didn't know what happened in the martial arts arena yesterday. The eldest lady had given strict orders for the sake of her reputation.
No one is allowed to reveal what happened yesterday.
Today when he went to the kitchen to get the food, he found that the cook servant who used to be dismissive of him was as flattering as if he were seeing his grandfather. The food was also much better than before.
He walked out of the door quietly, and Laihe closed the door smoothly.
Yunhao's eyes were full of exhaustion, even though he was still worried about the Medicine King Holy Book. But since he chose to give up, give up completely!
But he still didn't want to let go of the Phantom Ice Leg. For a set of martial arts that had become a part of his body, its significance was far from being as simple as a set of ordinary martial arts.
Now that he is in solitary confinement, Yunhao practices the phantom ice kick every day when he has nothing to do in the courtyard. He has even practiced the second move "Xiaoxiang Night Rain" to some extent.
Unknowingly, a few days passed by, and the sixth brother did not come to visit him. Could it be that he was frightened by his performance that day? Yunhao even felt that the Medicine King Holy Scripture should be dismissed by him.
"Does the donor have an idea?"
Yunhao was startled, and then he realized that Huitong had arrived at the door of his small courtyard at some unknown time, looking at him quietly. But the junior brother who followed him in the past was nowhere to be seen today.
Yun Hao smiled and said: "Master, I have decided to dispel the evil skills. I also ask the master to help me."
Huitong's eyes lit up and he praised: "The donor is indeed a chivalrous person. The temptation of this evil skill is extraordinary. After ordinary people practice evil skills, it is difficult to turn back. Unexpectedly..."
Yunhao smiled sheepishly and led Huitong into the room.
Huitong said seriously: "Donor, for a while you will sit cross-legged in front of me, relax your body, and have no distracting thoughts in your mind. The poor monk will use his own power to remove the evil deeds from your body!"
Yunhao nodded and said, "Thank you so much, Master!"
The two of them sat cross-legged on the ground without saying much. Yunhao closed his eyes and tried his best to reach the point where his mind was free of distracting thoughts.
Huitong's luck and fighting spirit emitted a faint golden light, and his two palms slowly placed on Yun Hao's back.
Yunhao was suddenly shocked, and he was surprised and said in his heart: "This master's skills are so powerful and vast, I don't know what level he has reached."
An invisible air pressure spread from around the two of them, and soon they heard the sound of breaking teacups and the squeaking of tables and chairs.
About an hour later, traces of fighting spirit began to slowly escape from Yunhao's aura. Huitong's forehead was covered with large beads of sweat. It was far more difficult to save people than to kill them.
This fighting spirit did not leave after it dissipated, but instead coiled around Yunhao, with a strange look on Huitong's face.
After a while, he took back his palm.
Yunhao opened his eyes in astonishment and said to Huitong: "Master, my fighting spirit has not dissipated! Does this count as abolishing the evil power?"
The beads of sweat on Huitong's head fell on the white monk's robe, and his face turned a little pale. He forced a smile and said: "The poor monk has never heard of the evil skills practiced by the donor. But the poor monk used Sanskrit music.
Even the temple's secret manual "The Curse of Burning the Sky and Transforming the Sun" has not been able to completely dispel the fighting spirit. Even if the fighting spirit cannot be completely dispelled, how can we talk about abolishing the evil power!"
Yunhao said: "What should we do?"
Huitong showed bitterness on his face and said: "I don't know the reason, but I can vaguely feel that this fighting spirit seems to be connected with your Qi sea. If you pull it out forcibly, I'm afraid it will destroy the donor's Qi sea. So.
Just stop."
After hearing this, Yunhao couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, thinking: "So if I get out of this place, I will become a useless person again?"
Huitong closed his eyes for a while to recuperate his energy, then opened his eyes and continued: "I wonder if the donor is interested in Buddhism? If the donor comes to our Fanyin Temple and is influenced by righteousness every day, I am afraid that the side effects of this evil practice will never occur."
Yunhao raised his eyebrows and said, "If Master lets me become a monk, I'm afraid I will get sick in advance!"
Huitong wondered: "Why is this?"
Yun Hao said: "I have loved traveling since I was a child, and I never like being stuck in one place. If I stayed in a temple for decades, I would have gone crazy!"
Huitong couldn't help but burst into laughter and said, "So this road won't work."
The two were silent for a long time before Hui Tong said: "Donor, it stands to reason that if my Buddhist disciples find someone who practices evil arts, they can destroy his Qi Hai. This can be regarded as protecting all living beings in the world. But destroying people's Qi Hai is in our hands."
Being on the Orchid Continent is the most severe punishment for a person. If the benefactor doesn't wake up after the poor monk comes today and is still addicted to evil arts, I can destroy the benefactor's Qihai on the spot. Even if your father knows about it, he won't be able to do anything.
You will blame me, but the donor obviously does not want to become a demon and has good intentions, so it is not easy for a poor monk to violate the precepts."
Yunhao secretly rejoiced, otherwise the sea of qi would have broken again. Although the Medicine King's Scripture has the effect of repairing the sea of qi, the hard work during this period would have been ruined!
Huitong looked hesitant. After a long while, he took out a white jade bracelet from his sleeve and said, "This bracelet is one of the eight artifacts of our Fanyin Temple. It has a unique effect of suppressing evil spirits. If the donor wears it, maybe it will
You will not be invaded by this evil spirit within three years, but after three years..."
Yunhao pricked up his ears, ready to listen to what the monk had to say.