My Taoist priest, why are they all zombie skills?

Chapter 44 The Eternal Shu Mountain Shakes, Holy Light!
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The weather in Shushan was turbulent, and Misty Peak's ten thousand feet of light rushed into the sky. This spectacle attracted the attention of the other main peaks and all the disciples of the side peaks.

They were in various places in Shu Mountain, and they did not go to Misty Peak to watch and discuss Taoism.

At this moment, the appearance of this weather caused them to stop their work one after another. Even some disciples who were in the state of cultivation opened their eyes in shock and looked up.

"what happened?"

"What a strong and pure breath!"

"Holy Light, this is Holy Light!"

Shushan was restless and frightened, and an unprecedented scene appeared in the ages.

On the first main peak, in an attic above the clouds, Gu Sinan, the master of Shushan, who was sitting cross-legged and in retreat, immersed in cultivation, also suddenly trembled slightly.

He slowly opened his eyes, wisps of vast sword intent flashed across his eyes, full of vicissitudes and ancient charm.

The appearance of this vision made him startled and uncertain.

"What's the noise outside?"

Ethereal words spread in the attic, and an old man in white robes came outside the building immediately. It was Chang Qing, the leader of the first main peak.

He bowed his hands respectfully and responded: "Shushan has been defeated for four consecutive days in the Taoism competition in Misty Peak, and the vision of heaven and earth just now was caused by the orphan of Qingyun Temple."

After these words fell, Gu Sinan's expression moved.

That little Taoist named Shen Yi?

Hasn't he been irrigating the medicine garden at the foot of the mountain since he entered Shushan?

What's up with this holy image?

Gu Sinan was very shocked in his heart, but he was at the critical moment of retreat and could not come forward.

And right on the top of Misty Peak, after a short period of silence, there was unprecedented boiling and an uproar!
"Lucky god?"

The abbot of Fenyin Temple suddenly opened his eyes, and his face showed great horror.

The seven-inch halo condensed from Shen Yi's body was majestic and mighty, full of indescribable aura, like a fairy god alive.

What on earth did he do to obtain such terrifying heaven and earth luck?

"Ancestor Dao, this is Ancestor Dao!"

The master of the Taoxian temple screamed, and the monk who was in the state of Yunhu state fell to his knees directly, and all the disciples of the Taoxian temple crawled down in fear.

The fairy mother-in-law looked at this scene in astonishment, and she couldn't believe that she had an illusion, so she rubbed her eyes suddenly.

The seven-inch halo bloomed, and the divine power could not be desecrated, so real.

"No way……"

She was shocked, and her mind was subverted and shocked unprecedentedly.

Looking at all the disciples in Misty Peak, they all got up and their eyes were straight.

"What is this, Daoist Shen feels so powerful!"

"It's the holy light, the holy light that dispels all evil spirits in the world!"

"Only by having a pure heart and killing a lot of evil spirits and heretics, can the supreme dharma appear!"

"Hey, what kind of dharma, this is clearly a god."

"You don't understand at all. Daoist Shen's holy light is exactly the same as the golden lotus of merit, but it is far better than merit."

……

Restlessness resounded throughout the audience, and shocking words came and went one after another, while Li Youwei, who was standing behind Shen Yi, was buzzing with a dull face.

She stared blankly at the halo of the waning moon above her husband's head, and felt the strong aura of holy light around him, and she froze in place for a moment.

Looking at Chen Qingyu's face was already pale, his steps staggered back, and the golden lotus of virtue on his forehead trembled, he could no longer release it continuously, and burst open with a bang.

He looked at Shen Yi in disbelief, only feeling that his mind was unstable and crumbling.

This fellow of the same age who defiled Taoist priests and violated Taoist etiquette is actually a real person who doesn't show his face!

"Slaying monsters, transmutation, heart determination, Taoism, sitting meditation, do Buddhists want to continue competing?"

Shen Yi spoke calmly, and the god-worshiping incense surged in his body, causing the seven inches of holy light above his head to shine on the mountains and deserts of Shu.

Before that, he also did not expect that one day he would be worshiped devoutly by a group of people, praying day and night, and the power of incense was born.

Slaughtering zombies is just a method of zombies, but why is it regarded as a god!
"I lost."

Chen Qingyu's face was ashen, she didn't dare to look at Shen Yi again, she felt a deep sense of frustration, she was a little ashamed in front of Shen Yi.

The words he said before in full view were smashed like bubbles, how ridiculous.

The fairy mother-in-law in the stands looked excited. After taking a deep breath, she shouted with trembling voice: "Today's competition, Shushan wins!"

The host of Fenyin Temple turned pale, knowing that as long as Shen Yi was here, the next competition would be meaningless.

He immediately stepped out, grabbed Chen Qingyu, and left with all his disciples in a panic.

"Holy monk, don't go, there is a competition tomorrow." The fairy mother-in-law said immediately.

"Fenyin Temple has abstained!"

Changhong galloped, and the host's trembling words came from outside the sky, and soon disappeared.

All Shushan disciples were instantly ecstatic, and Misty Peak was full of voices and cheers.

Looking back again, the shadows of Shen Yi and Li Youwei were also gone on the terrace.

"Where did Taoist Shen go? I want to see Taoist Shen!"

The master of the Taoxian Temple looked anxious, he knew very well that the hope of recasting the glory of Yuanyangzhou Daomen lay in Shen Yi!
In another direction, Long Jian Yukong carried Shen Yi and Li Youwei, away from the noise of Misty Peak, and soon returned to the vicinity of Chaotian Tower.

Shen Yi lowered his head and took out a elixir, and after taking it for his wife, Li Youwei's mental state improved a little at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The lips were also blood-colored, and most of the feeling of being separated from soul and soul also dissipated.

"Husband, is this true?"

Li Youwei fell into Shen Yi's arms, as if she had a dreamy feeling about what happened just now, so unreal.

"Water and moon in the mirror, looking at flowers in the mist, true or false is just what I want to see, as long as Madam is happy." Shen Yi smiled.

Li Youwei immediately threw her fists and said angrily, "Don't lie to me, tell the truth! What is the holy light they are talking about? Why is the Buddha's merits and virtues golden lotus eclipsed?"

Shen Yi groaned for a while, then shrugged his shoulders: "I don't really understand, I just suddenly realized."

Li Youwei didn't believe it, although she didn't quite understand what the halo above her husband's head represented, but it certainly wasn't something that could be condensed out of an epiphany.

Not long after, the two returned to the attic of Chaotianque Dongfu.

Shen Yi took out the gourd bottle: "These elixirs are refined from high-quality herbs, which are of great benefit to recovering the damage of the soul, but it took me a lot of time."

Shen Yi didn't tell the truth, these elixirs were all refined under the influence of Luo Fengqi to condense the refreshing flower.

In other words, each elixir contains one hundred thousand soul essences!

Even if the wife's immortal soul aptitude is against the sky, it should be able to awaken her.

"Thank you husband!"

Li Youwei was very happy, and immediately sat cross-legged and began to swallow the elixir.

She still doesn't know that she is carrying a fairy soul. When the Ksitigarbha Ghost Buddha attacked her, she didn't think of this at all.

As time went by, Shen Yi waited patiently, wanting to see what the immortal soul that made the Ksitigarbha Ghost Buddha go crazy.

(End of this chapter)