"Want to let a ghost take over your body? It's not that easy!" How could the evil way not see through my tricks? After all, I still underestimated his strength.
A hard object flew at an extremely fast speed and hit my arm hard. My sword fell out of my hand.
Before I could get upset, Evil Dao had already arrived in front of me, and a palm wind with black energy hit my chest directly, and I was knocked away again.
Of course he didn't kill me, he just wanted to make me lose my ability to fight, or completely beat me into a useless person.
Anyway, his purpose was just to remove my left hand and take it away with the Rakshasa and the bronze bracelet.
I flew in the air with tears in my eyes, resenting my own incompetence.
But just when I was about to give up my desire to survive, a powerful force suddenly came from behind me.
I felt extremely warm all over my body, like a quilt wrapping me from behind. As I was flying back, I stopped steadily in mid-air.
"Sorry, I'm late." A pair of generous palms supported my back, my feet landed firmly, and a familiar voice sounded behind me.
A spiritual talisman flew out, and the buried corpse that was fighting with Heizi was instantly frozen in place.
"You didn't come here on foot again, did you?" Heizi, who was still bleeding from the corner of his mouth, crawled on the ground and turned around to curse.
"Yes." Fang Zhenren said seriously.
"Who is coming?" Xi Dao was shocked by Fang Zhenren.
"Who are you?" When Fang Zhenren spoke, he always felt like he didn't sound like the kind of outsider he was just now, because his tone was not domineering at all, just like asking for a price in a wet market.
"The alchemist of the Wu family, Wu Mayi." Xie Dao actually hugged Fang Zhenren's fist politely.
"It turns out it's you. Gu Yang left you a way to survive, but now you actually want to kill his apprentice." Master Fang said very calmly.
I thought the two of them were going to chat for a few more words, but who knew that in the blink of an eye the real person was gone.
Turning his head, Fang Zhenren had already appeared in front of the evil man.
Xie Dao looked at Zhenren Fang with extremely surprised eyes, full of horror and confusion.
But Zhenren Fang had already moved towards the buried corpse. I only saw the Purple Star Sword in his hand, with a little red light dripping from the blade.
But I don't know when Master Fang took out his sword. At this moment, I saw him slowly put the sword back into the scabbard.
Looking at Xie Dao again, a red mark suddenly appeared on his forehead, and then his whole body split into two halves.
"Holy shit..." I was so frightened that I took a few steps back. I was already injured, so my feet went limp and I fell to the ground.
"Fuck..." Heizi saw this scene, and the real person under his eyes was approaching him again. He was so frightened that he rubbed his legs and retreated far away on the ground.
"This is simply an instant kill. How can you say they are about the same strength?" Thinking of Zhenren Fang's words, I felt confused.
Master Fang didn't pay attention to our body language. He muttered words, and another spiritual talisman flew out. The buried corpse standing there turned into a ball of black smoke in an instant.
Blue balls of light kept floating out of the black smoke, which were imprisoned souls.
Suddenly I seemed to see an old smiling face...
"Hahaha, see you again..." A creepy laughter suddenly came from the air.
"I'm careless, the Soul Leaving Technique..." Fang Zhenren looked up.
"What? Isn't that evil dead?" Heizi got up and asked.
"Abandoning the body is considered dead. It is not easy to find a suitable body. He will not be able to make any waves for a while." Fang Zhenren remained calm and his tone was still businesslike.
"I was killed by your magic weapon, and my soul can still leave?" I couldn't stand up, so I could only shout from a distance.
My master once told me about the art of soul separation, but it was all evil and crooked.
"These alchemists are good at refining souls. My sword only killed his physical body. His soul is probably hidden in some inconspicuous corner of his body." Zhenren Fang explained.
Indeed, since these warlocks can control ghosts and raise ghosts, they are naturally proficient in the art of soul refining, unlike us ordinary people whose souls are the same shape as our physical bodies.
"Uncle Wang, you can come in." I picked up the walkie-talkie on the ground and let out a long breath.
People with guns and ammunition rushed in immediately, including many familiar faces whom they had seen when they captured the water corpses.
Everyone's eyes widened when they saw Xie Dao's corpse on the ground.
"This..." Uncle Wang was the first to frown.
"What? Didn't you ask me to eliminate harm for the people?" Fang Zhenren said something disdainfully.
His attitude is really incompatible with his cultivation. It's like simply killing a beast.
"Master, you are so harsh, it's hard for me to write this report..." Uncle Wang made a bitter face, but still did not dare to say anything harsh.
"Then if everyone here dies, your report will be easier to write?" Fang Zhenren really didn't stop talking without surprising anyone. He silenced everyone with just one sentence.
"Let's go, you two are seriously injured, come with me to the mountains and stay for a few days." Fang Zhenren said and pulled Heizi up.
I was also helped up by the crowd. Master Fang quickly came to me, held Heizi and me out of the door with one hand in each hand.
Dahei was stunned and quickly ran a few steps to catch up.
"Confession..." Qiu Sheng just raised his hand to stop us, but Uncle Wang slapped his arm off.
"Don't make yourself miserable..." Uncle Wang was smiling, but it was uglier than crying.
The days in the mountains were pure and devoid of desires, and Fang Zhenren's healing methods were superb. He used both internal and external medications. By the third day, Heizi and I were able to walk freely.
It's just that the fists and legs are still unable to use force. In fact, the injury is nothing. The most uncomfortable thing is the heart.
"It's good to be young. In three to five days, everything should be fine." After checking our injuries, Fang Zhenren stroked his beard out of habit.
"Zhenren, I want to become stronger." I gritted my teeth and knelt directly in front of Zhenren Fang.
"Please teach us." Heizi followed me and knelt down.
"Get up, what are you doing? I'm not your master. You're going to break the rules." Fang Zhenren said and waved his hand, and a strong wind swept over him. Heizi and I were lifted upright.
"Kneel down again and I won't care about you." Seeing that we were hesitant to speak, Fang Zhenren warned again.
"Master, please, I really want to become stronger. Since the evil is not dead, it will definitely cause trouble for me in the future." I was very anxious. I didn't want to be unable to protect the people around me.
"Didn't you say before that we are half of your apprentices, so you can teach us. Now that the master is gone, where can we go to school?" Heizi also begged with a sad face.
After all, this time, we have truly seen Fang Zhenren’s strength.
"Even if you don't have such evil ways, wearing this Qiankun bracelet on your hand will attract others to fight for it sooner or later." Fang Zhenren said and sighed.
"Then you should teach us more, otherwise I will be killed sooner or later." I said this a bit shamelessly, but in order to become stronger, I don't care.
"Your master has taught you everything you need to learn. You just need time." Fang Zhenren still had no intention of letting go.
"But what I lack most now is time. Who knows if the evil will leak out and attract others." I almost couldn't help but knelt down again.
"What is the use of this bracelet? Xiaotian wears it to save his life, what can they do with it?" Heizi couldn't help but express his curiosity.
"Seal ghosts, raise ghosts, and hide things." Master Fang said briefly.
"I know, it's the Najie in the novel about cultivating immortals." Heizi rolled his eyes and blurted out.
"This is different from the things used to cultivate immortals. This is a formation set up by a Taoist master..." Fang Zhenren said and frowned.
"This kind of top-notch magic formation that uses inscriptions as a supplement and uses a single magic weapon has long been lost. What's more, in such a small space, the value of this thing is too great..." Fang Zhenren frowned when he said this.
"No wonder they all want it." Heizi seemed to understand.
"What do you mean?" I was still a little confused.
"Without anyone noticing, he took his personal belongings with him." Heizi explained in a low voice.
"By the way, what does the evil way mean by saying that people can seal ghosts?" I'm not interested in those evil ways. I just want to find out what happened to me.
"This is the profoundness of your master's Taoism. In fact, you are also a formation yourself. In conjunction with this Universe Bracelet, you can seal this Rakshasa." What Master Fang said made me dizzy.
Am I a formation myself? What is this concept? This is beyond my knowledge.
"It's just that the formation of people is very demanding, not only the cultivation level of the people setting up the formation, but also the horoscope requirements of the people who are setting up the formation." Master Fang didn't care about my surprise and continued to explain.
