The palm was like thunder, Master Liu was shaken all over, but with the protection of divine power, he remained unshakable. He drew out his magic sword and turned around again.
The believer struck a palm with him, and the borrowed power was eliminated. Only the futons and utensils in the hall flew to the floor, and only the statue of the emperor and the confession in front of the statue remained unchanged.
Master Liu's breathing became rapid, he was sweating profusely, and he already felt that his strength was unsustainable.
He was old and his moral skills were not high. He relied on himself to activate the emperor's divine power without the help of the emperor's true god. He was unable to do anything. While his magical power was turbulent, his mind was also wavering.
When the mind wavers, the divine power also wavers.
Master Liu knew that if he continued like this, he would be risking his own life. He held his breath, calmed his mind, and pounced on the good believer. At the same time, the statue of the emperor seemed to move with him, and behind him, the emperor's mist vaguely appeared. The same shadow.
"In the past, I was born, but now I am a benefactor. With one chant of Yong Ning, my whole family can subdue dragons and tigers!"
Together! Two! Three ways!
Master Liu's magic sword produced three rays of divine light, and the Tao Qi lingered, like ice and snow, like jade and like a dragon, and the cold light circulated endlessly.
Master Liu stabbed out with his sword, only to see three rays of sword light, cutting not the body but the spirit.
The first is to cut off the worries of ignorance, the second is to cut off the anger of ignorance, and the third is to cut off the greed of ignorance.
The evil spirits are sneaky and have nowhere to hide.
The good believer was astonished by the three sword lights like he was admiring flowers, but he never stopped.
He pushed out a palm flatly, as if pushing the bright moon, and a moon wheel appeared in his palm, illuminating the void and making it white.
The three sword lights flew into the moon wheel and disappeared like mud cows into the sea.
The magic sword stabbed in front of him and fell into the moon wheel. Master Liu's magical power was gradually declining. He tried to get closer, but he still couldn't break the moon wheel.
The good believer turned his palm into his fingers, clamped Master Liu's magic sword, and with a slight twist, a huge force struck him.
Master Liu couldn't hold the sword, so the sword came out of his hand, making a sword cry, and landed in front of the statue of Emperor Fuyou, piercing the blue brick and swinging from side to side.
"With this Holy Spirit Chapter, all the demons will be bowed, and the Supreme Lord Lu will be as anxious as the law!"
The believer walked up to the confessional, recited the incantation that Master Liu had not finished, bowed, worshiped in front of the statue of the emperor, and completed the Fuyou Emperor Lu Zu's rescuing mantra for Master Liu.
After reciting the word "order", the magic sword stopped swinging and stood upright.
Master Liu turned around, his hands trembling slightly, and looked at the good believer, but for some reason, the anger, dissatisfaction, fear, and hesitation in his heart were all eliminated.
Maybe it was the last sword that cut off his own distracting thoughts, maybe it was Fuyou Emperor Lu Zu's curse of rescuing those in distress that calmed his mind, and maybe it was the ghosts and gods who dared to recite his spell in front of the emperor's statue that won his trust.
Master Liu finally settled down and became quiet.
The good believer raised his head and looked at Master Liu and said, "Master, are you willing to listen to my explanation?"
Master Liu looked at the two apprentices and found that they had just fainted and were not seriously injured, so he picked up a few futons that had flown into the corner, placed them in front of the confession, and said, "Please sit down."
The believer smiled and sat on the futon with Master Liu in front of the statue of Emperor Fuyou, sitting on both sides of the magic sword.
The sun gradually tilted, and the dusk light shone in from the edge of the yellow cloth spell hanging on the window, and the dust particles danced on the light pillar.
There was silence in the Emperor's Palace.
Huaizhong and Huaiyi finally woke up, shaking their heads, and their dazzled eyes finally saw clearly.
A mess.
The formations on the blue bricks had long been erased during the fight, and Zhang Xuan's yellow cloth spell was also twisted. Except for the statue of the god, which was safe and the altar table was motionless, everything in the palace was scattered everywhere.
In this messy hall, Master Liu sat peacefully on the futon, with his magic sword stuck on the ground, as if he was bowing his head in prayer.
Huaizhong and Huaiyi breathed a sigh of relief and let go of their worries. Huaizhong asked, "Master, where are the good believers?"
Huaiyi complained: "Why don't you help us into the room? My back hurts."
Master Liu did not answer.
"What happened after we fainted?"
"Have the ghosts and gods surrendered?"
"Master?"
"Master?"
Huaizhong and Huaiyi felt numb all over, and a great fear seized their minds. They couldn't control their hands and feet, and they didn't know how they got in front of Master Liu.
They put their hands on Master Liu's shoulders and scratched them gently. Master Liu fell backward into the arms of Huaizhong and Huaiyi.
He looked peaceful, without fear or breath. He had been gone for a long time.
"Master!"
Huaizhong and Huaiyi couldn't believe it. They shook Master Liu's body, but there was no reaction.
His breath has died, his blood has become stiff, and he can no longer respond to them.
"Master!" Huaizhong's voice was choked with sobs, and soon turned into howling.
The two brothers held the deceased old master in their arms and cried like rain.
The huge Fuji Temple echoed with miserable cries, like two young wolves.
At night, their crying stopped.
The two of them looked decayed, filled with resentment and confusion.
Master Liu's death was so sudden that he left no words and took away their backbone.
Huaizhong was older than Huaiyi, so he had to force himself to get out of this confusion first, and said in a hoarse voice: "Huaiyi, we have to send Master away."
Huaiyi's tears were still wet when he looked at Huaizhong. Huaizhong had already taken over the role of Master Liu. In just an instant, he quickly grew up and injected Master Liu's soul into his body.
"It's too hot, so we can't stay here for too long."
Huaizhong said: "Get up and clean up for Master."
White lanterns were quickly hung up in Fuji Temple. The two boys performed rituals with the master and learned rituals, but they had not actually presided over a funeral.
For the first time, I started at home.
The next day, the news of Master Liu's death spread throughout Changmen.
Countless people came to express their condolences, and the people nearby helped the two young men with their idle chores.
The next day, the people nearby buried Master Liu in the soil along with the two young masters Huaizhong and Huaiyi.
When Master Liu was still alive, although he was somewhat free-spirited, greedy for money and drunk, there were also many people who were helped by him.
Fu Ji Guan protects one side, and now, it is the people of this side who are sending Master Liu to his death.
King Tonghui did not dare to appear in Fuji Temple, but he had no scruples in this cemetery where countless people were buried.
Seeing Master Liu's body being lowered into the tomb, King Tonghui marveled and said, "Great Immortal, how did you do that?"
Immortal Jinting laughed and said, "My lord, have you forgotten my origin?"
King Tong Hui laughed loudly and said, "I knew you had a solution. If this half-baked mage is dead, no matter how effective the Fu Ji Guan is, it will slowly decline in the hands of those two brats."
Immortal Jinting looked at the two young men with solemn expressions and said, "Who can say otherwise? If the emperor does not leave the Fuji Temple, he will no longer be a threat to the king."
