Forty-fifty-two chapters seventy-three
After he held the evil cultivator, he suddenly tore the robe outside him, but found that the robe seemed to be growing on his body, and he didn't move.
The Buddha's light came out from Wusheng's palm and instantly covered him.
Ah, the evil cultivator screamed and the blood spear in his hand danced.
Wusheng pressed his finger, and the evil cultivator's arm suddenly shattered, and his spear flew out, falling like a mud.
Come down,
Wusheng tore off the robe, and saw that the evil cultivator was covered in blood and flesh. It seemed that he had not stripped his robe, but his skin.
Hold the robe in your hand and pinch it carefully and try it.
Is this, painted skin? No!
The robe was held in the hand very heavily, and it felt like it was carrying a person.
The robe in his hand suddenly twisted, as if he was alive, and suddenly wrapped around Wusheng's arm. At the same time, there was a fierce ghost, and the Rakshasa continued to fly out of the robe and pounced on Wusheng.
Wusheng was like falling into a cave of hundreds of ghosts. His whole body was protected by Buddha's light, and his skin turned lightly golden. The evil ghost was like a moth flying into a fire, instantly turning into ashes.
What an evil magic weapon!
The Buddha's light shone in Wusheng's palm, and the robe suddenly bounced away, trying to fly away.
Where to go?
Wusheng held it down with one palm, unsheathed the Buddha's sword with one hand, shattering the robe. However, countless thin filaments were connected between the pieces, like flesh and blood, and were about to regroup.
The Buddha's sword produces fire, and the fire rolls the remaining robe.
don't want!
The evil cultivator cried and howled, rushed over, was hit by Wusheng's palm and fell to the ground immediately.
Oh, ghosts kept flying out of the robe and then burned out by the flames.
This robe is constantly struggling in the fire, like a person.
Gradually, the strange screams stopped.
Crackling, the robe could not stop the Buddha's fire from turning into fire. The Buddha Wusheng's sword slashed lightly, and the robe was broken, but this time it could not gather again. In the end, it was cremated into ashes by Wusheng's Buddha.
"This magic weapon is really weird!"
The evil cultivator on the side was still fighting for a sigh, and Wusheng walked up to him.
"How did you know about the Black Coffin?"
The man was gasping for breath.
"Just happened."
"Well, it's getting late, let's get on the road."
Wusheng directly saved him with one palm. This time, no more troubles occurred.
In addition to that weird robe, the evil cultivator also had a powerful treasure on his body, which was the blood spear. Wusheng felt a strong yin and cold evil spirit in his hand.
Wusheng took it in his hand and looked carefully.
"I said why do you look familiar? This is the Rakshasa bone!"
This blood spear is made of Rakshasa bones, and of course it is not as good as the remains of the Rakshasa King pressing under Lanruo Temple.
This magic weapon cannot be kept or destroyed!
Keeping such magic weapons is a disaster. I guess no one will use such magic weapons to do good deeds.
Wusheng directly cut off the magic weapon with the Buddha sword in his hand and destroyed it. Then he quietly returned to the river and waited.
A night owl flew over quietly in the air and landed in the reed marsh. A pair of blood-red eyes stared at Wusheng through the reed marsh.
Wusheng raised his hand and pointed, the night owl gurgled on the ground, and his spread wings were still trembling.
"The time should be almost done."
Wusheng took out the magic bell and stood by the river and swayed it. The crisp ringtone spread far away in the quiet night by the river.
After roaming the bell, Wusheng waited by the river.
Half an hour later, there was a heavy fog on the river, covering the river water. I could not see it, and even with the Dharma eyes, I could not see too far.
Cruff, creaking, and the sound of rowing came from the heavy fog.
Not long after, a black-sailed boat could be seen slowly sailing out from it. A man stood on the boat, covering his body with a long robe. There seemed to be a cloud of mist on his face covering his face.
The black-sailed boat stopped at the riverside.
"I haven't seen you for a long time, so good fellow Taoist." Wusheng asked.
"It's still safe. I don't know what the reason is that my friend summoned me to come?" The envoy bowed.
"Fellow Taoist, please see, what is this?" Wusheng raised his hand and grabbed it. The black coffin flew up from the ground, landed in his palm, and was held by him with one hand.
"This is the black coffin of the underworld!" The Ming Envoy was shocked when he saw the black coffin.
"How could this magic weapon appear in the hands of fellow Taoists?"
"It was obtained unintentionally. This magic weapon should be something from the underworld, shouldn't appear in the human world. Can fellow Taoists know why it appears?"
"It's true that something went wrong. Not long ago, there were chaos in the underworld, and there were 73 black coffins missing. The one in the hands of the fellow Taoist was one of them." The envoy of the underworld answered truthfully.
"So many?" Wusheng was stunned after hearing this. He thought that the one he encountered was an isolated case, but he didn't expect that there were many more.
Then this is not an ordinary mess.
I thought the world was not peaceful, so the lower part should be better, and it seemed that it was not much better.
"Just now, not long after I came to the riverside, some ghosts came over to attack the black coffin. Why is that?"
"The black coffin is an underworld object, with the breath of underworld, which can easily attract some ghosts, but the black coffin also has a restraining effect on the ghosts. Once it is approached a certain range, it will be suppressed by the black coffin."
"Why does the ghost in the black coffin have this?" Wusheng threw the token of the underworld to the envoy.
The Netherworld looked at the token in his hand and said no longer.
"That ghost was conquered by fellow Taoists?"
"Directly deliverance, this token is not as simple as a symbol of identity, right?"
"I only know that the black coffin disappeared from the underworld, but I don't know that the ghosts in it are also the token of the underworld. With this Yin Majesty token and refined, the ghosts inside can not only break the black coffin and use the black coffin, but also use the black coffin. In addition, it may also walk in the world of the ghost coffin. This token is a certificate for the ghost coffin of the underworld and the dark messenger to enter and exit the Yin and Yang realms. This is a major concern. I need to report the perineum coffin immediately. Thank you fellow Taoist for this matter."
After thinking about it carefully, the envoy felt that this matter was more and more serious. He had to report it as soon as possible to avoid greater disasters.
"You should take this black coffin away together, right?" After Wu Sheng said that, he threw the black coffin towards the black-sailed boat on the river.
The black coffin suddenly became smaller and turned into a small box of only a few inches in size, which was put into his arms. It was obvious that the dark coffin knew how to control the black coffin.
"If I see this black coffin in the future, will I come here to find you?"
"Yes, fellow Taoists summon each other. If something happens, I will definitely come."
"What's the way to change this black coffin? If I carry such a big guy, it would be too conspicuous." Wu Sheng asked more.
The underworld was silent for a moment.
"I will tell fellow Taoist wisely that with fellow Taoist Buddhist magic power, the black coffin can also change in size." Then the Nether Envoy Huanzhen told Wusheng a fellow Taoist wisely and how to use the magic power in cooperation with it.
"Goodbye."
"Go slowly."
The black-sailed boat sailed into the thick fog on the river again. The sound of rowing gradually faded away, but the thick fog on the river had not dissipated for a long time.
After the Ming envoy left, Wusheng did not stop by the river and returned to Lanruo Temple directly.
Chapter completed!