Oh my god, ancestor, how many ex-girlfriends do you have?

"good."

Chen Ping'an sneered and looked at the two divine lights in Xuanzu's pupils: "Today, I will drive this Pudu evil spell away from everyone in the Qingyun Sect and let you be completely destroyed!"

"Haha, are you kidding me? Your Holy Word Technique is only a heaven-level technique. How can it be the opponent of my Buddhist universal power?"

Shenhui laughed wildly, like a madman at this moment.

"Although my Buddhist magical power is one of the thirty-six side branches of Buddhism, it is a low-grade holy-level skill. You can't get rid of it even if you are tired and vomit blood!"

Shenhui sneered.

"Saint-level inferior skills?"

Chen Ping'an frowned. Isn't his current achievements in the art of Holy Words enough to dispel Shenhui's magical power?

He wanted to give it a try.

If it fails, then upgrade the level of the Holy Word Technique to the lower level of the Holy Level.

Chen Pingan spoke the words of Confucian sages, mobilized the aura of heaven and earth, wrapped up the rules of heaven and earth, and poured it into Xuanzu's body.

In the pupils, the divine brilliance still appeared.

A look of struggle appeared on Xuanzu's face, and his body trembled slightly.

"If you had come to Qingyun Sect seventy years ago, the effect might have been stronger. Now that everyone in Qingyun Sect has practiced Buddhism for so many years, the profound meaning of Buddhism has long been deeply rooted in people's hearts."

Shenhui sneered.

Chen Pingan sighed softly after hearing this.

Seventy years ago, he did not know the magic of Holy Words and was helpless against this kind of universal magical power.

Now, he can also see that his Holy Word Technique still lacks some power to expel the Buddhist universal power.

"System, improve the Holy Word Technique by a small level."

Chen Pingan said secretly.

"Ding! Consume a Skill Upgrade Card, and the Holy Word Technique will be upgraded to the lowest level of Holy Level!"

After being promoted, Chen Ping'an's whole temperament was completely different, and he exuded a real aura of a Confucian sage.

His eyes are bright and wise, and he has the world in mind.

"Destroy!"

Chen Pingan uttered a word, and a powerful force was once again injected into Xuanzu's body.

At this moment, Shenhui's expression changed.

He looked at Chen Ping'an in horror, and couldn't figure out why the power of the Holy Word Technique had increased at this moment.

"How could you possibly improve the level of Holy Word Art?"

"Why not?"

Chen Pingan smiled lightly.

In his sneer, the two figures of divine glory in Xuanzu's pupils quickly disappeared.

Pudu's supernatural powers were defeated and dispersed.

Xuanzu's body was shaken, and his whole figure looked like he had had a big dream, his mind was confused and his steps were sluggish.

"Old Ancestor, I seem to have had a dream. I became a monk and became a monk. Oh no, I became a monk in the Qingyun Sect..."

Xuanzu looked at Chen Pingan blankly and said incoherently.

"It's not a dream. Our entire Qingyun Sect has been possessed by the magical power of the Shenhui Demon Monk of the Great Zen Temple. He has turned you all into monks."

Chen Pingan smiled bitterly.

"So this is ah……"

Xuanzu blinked and his expression gradually sobered up.

"Thank you, ancestor, for saving your life."

Xuanzu had a solemn look on his face and an awe-inspiring aura all over his body as he bowed to express his thanks.

"Why are you being polite to me?"

Chen Pingan raised his eyebrows and stared at Xuanzu seriously, suddenly feeling something was wrong.

Xuanzu is different from before. He was originally a swordsman, but now he has a more sour and scholarly temperament.

“Is this the sequelae of expelling Pudu’s supernatural power?

Chen Pingan frowned.

Although he broke the Pudu magical power possessed by Xuanzu, it seems that the Confucian spirit of the Holy Words and the Great Technique also influenced Xuanzu. “Xiao Xuanzi, do you feel any different from before?”

Chen Pingan asked.

"A little bit. It seems that there is more care for family, country and the world in my heart, and there is less pleasure and hatred..."

Xuanzu thought for a while and said.

"Ancestor, what's wrong with me? I remember I wasn't like this before."

"It's okay, don't think too much about it."

Chen Ping'an sighed softly, suddenly flew into the air, looked at the entire Qingyun Sect, and once again performed the large-scale Holy Word Technique.

The agitated awe-inspiring energy gathered in the sky above Qingyun Sect, like dark clouds pressing down on the city. The power of the rules of heaven and earth gathered in the clouds, and then, under the control of Chen Pingan, turned into thin lines and fell down, entering every disciple of Qingyun Sect. inside the body.

After a stick of incense, all the disciples of Qingyun Sect returned to normal.

Everyone looked dull, as if in a dream.

After a while, everyone woke up from that almost dream state.

"Oh my god, I actually became a Buddhist and have been a nun for decades!"

In a cave, Qin Jianhua was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in.

Many female disciples of the Qingyun Sect had similar reactions to the ancestor Qin Jianhua.

Chen Pingan stood in the void and silently observed all the Qingyun Sect disciples. He found that everyone was in a similar state to Xuanzu, and they all had a little more Confucian temperament in them.

"Although the Holy Word Technique can exorcise Buddhism's universal supernatural power, it still has some flaws. The three religions of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism have different doctrines. Expelling each other is not a good strategy. It seems that we have to find another way..."

Chen Pingan murmured to himself.

"If you want to find a new way, you can practice the inheritance of the Purple Buddha, understand the Maha Infinite Sutra, and then combine it with the Holy Word to create your own unique magical power."

A divine thought came from the storage ring.

Chen Pingan frowned, and the purple wood began to encourage him to accept the Purple Buddha inheritance.

He was not interested in Buddhism.

Therefore, I will not accept this so-called Purple Buddha inheritance.

Nowadays, the Qingyun Sect, even though they have a little more Confucian temperament, they are still much better than the kind-hearted Buddhist disciples.

Chen Pingan fell into the valley.

"Xiao Xuanzi, now that Qingyun Sect has returned to normal, you can continue to practice as before..."

Chen Ping'an ordered.

He looked at Xiao Zi again and said gratefully: "Xiao Zi, I have worked hard for you these years."

"Senior, this is what I should do."

Xiao Zi leaned over, then remembered something, and said quickly: "Senior, not long after you left last time, a male saint from the Taotie clan descended from the sky, saying that Xia Xiaoliang was his daughter, and took her away."

The gluttonous clan?

Chen Ping'an was slightly startled. He didn't expect that Xia Xiaoliang, like Mu Qingya, would also be picked up by the tribe.

This is good, it saves him worry.

With the strength of the Taotie clan, there is definitely a way to remove Xia Xiaoliang's magical power.

Chen Ping'an looked at Xuan Ancestor and ordered in a deep voice: "Xiao Xuanzi, the Qingyun Sect has suffered disasters in recent years, and some disciples are missing. Please send someone to search for them."

"Okay, ancestor."

Xuanzu immediately agreed.

"Xiao Zi, you continue to help me guard Qingyun Sect and protect me secretly. I have to go back to Zhongzhou to deal with some things for the time being..."

Chen Pingan said to Xiaozi.

Among the seven poisonous insects, he still lacks the blood of the Great Compassionate Poisonous Ox.

As for the Emperor's Palace, he also wanted to find it as soon as possible and find out the purpose of the person in charge of the Emperor's Palace to persecute his ex-girlfriend.

"Okay, senior."

Xiao Zi agreed.

After Chen Ping'an gave some instructions to Xuanzu, Wind and Thunder Wings appeared behind him and disappeared suddenly amid a burst of thunder.

Half an hour later.

Chen Ping'an appeared in the sky above Fu's house in Youzhou. With a sweep of his consciousness, he discovered Fu Hongying's residence.

At this moment, Fu Hongying was lying on the bed very peacefully, unconscious. (End of chapter)