I am against feudal superstition, so I light incense on my midnight rice!

Chapter 180 Zhao Wu: I have to use the connections above!

"Forget it. I will activate the Buddha's light of the relic to protect you. This disaster was caused by me, so I will solve it." Master Huijue chanted the Buddha's name.

"Absolutely not, Abbot!" the five hall masters exclaimed

In order to activate the Buddha's light contained in the relics, an equally pure Buddha's light is required.

However, Master Huijue, who is at the peak of the Hidden Yuan realm, is definitely not capable of doing so, unless he burns all the Buddhist teachings he has cultivated throughout his life.

In that case, Master Huijue would have passed away completely.

"Master, don't panic. It seems that I have no choice but to use my connections at this time." Zhao Wu frowned and looked serious. He slowly got up from the ground.

The relationship above! ?

Master Huijue and others were shocked!
Yes.

Daoxuan Zhenjun's methods are extremely mysterious. Not only does his golden light shine as brightly as the sun, he can also suppress the second immortal Huang who is at the peak of Dongming with one hand, and can also communicate with the gods and the king of heaven!
As a disciple of the Demon Suppression Temple, even if Zhao Wu couldn't achieve the same level as Daoxuan Zhenjun, he would surely be able to make a petition to the Grand Master and ask him to descend!

Zhao Wu stood up and took out three burning incense sticks from his pocket. He closed his eyes and devoutly made a hand gesture to summon the gods.

The burning incense spontaneously combusted out of thin air, and the faint scent of incense swirled for a while before rising up.

"Zhao Wu, a disciple of the Demon Suppression Temple, is in trouble. Please! The Taoist guardian deity, Huang Er, has arrived!"

Although he and Huang Er usually have a good relationship and joke with each other, this is a necessary ritual if he wants to invite Huang Er to come.

Unless Huang Er breaks through to the Yaoguang realm, Zhao Wu only needs to silently recite Huang Er's name in his heart, and Huang Er will be able to arrive in his true form instantly.

The rising aroma of incense seemed to lead to somewhere.

Just as everyone was expecting, a breath of extremely pure yang energy descended from the sky, like a ray of light illuminating the Jinguang Temple. Gui Mantong, who was about to escape, was once again suppressed and lying on the ground.

Even if it grabbed the ground frantically, it could not break free from the suppression of this force.

"A little devil, a monkey wizard, dares to hurt my disciples of the Demon Suppression Temple?"

Huang Erji's extremely showy voice resounded throughout the Jinguang Temple. A ball of brilliant golden light slowly condensed and took shape in the air, and Huang Er's spirit body fell from the sky.

"Fuck you, you little bastard!"

Huang Er slapped out with his claws, and terrifying power poured out. The poor little ghost Mantong was directly beaten to ashes, and a big hole one meter deep was beaten into the hard ground.

Master Huijue and others were extremely shocked when they saw the newcomer.

Isn't this the same Huang Daxian who was suppressed by Daoxuan Zhenjun single-handedly before? Wasn't it agreed that he would be suppressed in the Demon-Suppressing Temple for a hundred years?

How come he has become the patron saint of Taoism now?

Huang Er's fur was shining with golden light at this time. He was a spiritual body completely condensed from golden light. He was also wearing a wide silver-white Taoist robe.

Master Huijue could feel that there was not a trace of demonic power in Huang Er's body. The pure yang energy in his body was so strong that it not only made him doubt his life, but was also mixed with a strong Buddhist nature.

The moment Huang Er arrived, he couldn't help but worship him.

However, at this moment, the evil spirit gathered again, and the smashed Gui Mantong appeared in the yard again, and he was even more terrifying than last time.

"Huang Er, the Ghost Mantong cannot be killed. The only way to kill him is to defeat the person behind him." Zhao Wu, who was sitting on the ground, explained.

"I am not good at fighting, let me take over your body to deal with him!"

"Hey, hey, hey, not allowed"

Before Zhao Wu could finish his words, he felt an irresistible force descending upon him. Then Huang Er appeared in his sea of consciousness and completely took control of his body.

"Kid, just stay here and watch me kill him!"

Zhao Wu in the outside world suddenly looked up, his dark eyes were now surrounded by golden light, and a huge pure yang energy that did not belong to him burst out.

The evil spirit in Jinguang Temple was shaken away. Suddenly!

Strange phenomena occurred. The relics in the Buddhist temple absorbed this pure yang energy and broke through the blockade, bursting out with extremely bright Buddha light.

The Buddha's light shone over an area of 500 meters, and everyone was enveloped in the light.

"It's dawn," Lin Wan'er murmured, staring blankly at the sky.

Suddenly, waves of Buddhist chanting erupted, like the sound of a mighty bell from centuries past, carrying a power that shook heaven and earth. The sound was like tens of millions of monks chanting in unison, majestic and awe-inspiring.

When the Brahma sound sounded, the surrounding void was enveloped by an invisible force.

"The relics that have been dormant for hundreds of years have been activated!" Master Huijue burst into tears. "This Sanskrit sound was left behind by that ancestor!"

Although this relic has become a Buddhist artifact, it can only emit Buddha's light to protect Jinguang Temple. The successive abbots have been unable to use the power of the relic.

Because the relics have not been activated.

They also failed to meet the standards left by their predecessors.

And this standard is the Buddha's light in the state of profound enlightenment.

It just so happens that the martial art that Huang Er practiced was the Haori Fiery Golden Body Art, which was a fusion of Haori Golden Body and Fiery Golden Bell by Jiang Chen, practicing both physical and magical skills!
The rich pure yang flames in Huang Er's body also contain pure Buddha light.

He practices both Buddhism and Taoism, and his strength is extremely powerful.

So by chance, the relic was activated.

"God helps me too, hahahaha!"

Zhao Wu's voice mixed with Huang Er's sounded, and a thick thunder wrapped around Zhao Wu's right hand. This was the Tianzun Thunder Method activated by Huang Er, and his left hand slowly gathered energy, and a flaming golden bell appeared in front of everyone.

The blazing golden bell absorbed the endless Buddha light in the air, and the vast and profound bell sound resounded between heaven and earth.

"You can devour this boy's thunder magic, so come and try my thunder magic."

"go with!"

The flaming golden bell carrying endless Buddha light and the extremely violent Tianzun thunder method rushed into Gui Mantong's body together.

Huang Er was not attacking Gui Mantong, but the person behind him.

In that dark room in Southeast Asia.

The wizard who was about to resist the backlash and stop was still a step too late. An irresistible force rushed out from the blood basin, and all the evil spirits, whether it was the murderous spirit or the extremely dark and evil spirit, all dissipated.

"Bang!" The blood basin exploded and shattered, and the poisonous insects and ghost Mantong carvings inside were all blown into pieces.

The golden bell carrying Buddha's light and thunder was originally relatively small, but after the blood basin exploded, it directly grew against the wind and expanded countless times in an instant.

But in the blink of an eye, the golden bell became as big as half a house, and the Buddha's light, flames and thunder burning on it made the wizard tremble.

He was so small in front of the golden bell that he had no idea how to resist.

"How can it be!"

"Besides Jiang Chen, how could there be such a person in the Demon Suppression Temple?!"

The wizard suddenly raised his head and roared at the top of his lungs. His voice seemed to be torn apart by fear, and every word was squeezed out from between his teeth with trembling voice.

He could already feel the breath of death coming towards him.

A terrifying golden bell roared in his pupils, and the wizard's figure was completely swallowed by the golden bell. The room was also collapsed by the golden bell.

(End of this chapter)