Zongman: This Holy Lord just wants friendly communication

Xiaoyu stared at me with her big, spiritual eyes, and suddenly thought of something, "What about my parents? They are still in Asia!"

Dad checked the records.

"The Holy Lord was sealed into a statue by the Saints and his whereabouts are unknown. However, now that the talisman has appeared, it means that the power that sealed the Holy Lord has weakened."

"The statue was obtained by a minor nobleman in the Middle Ages. However, these records show that two hundred years ago, all information about the nobleman disappeared overnight, as if someone had erased it. Along with the nobleman, the statue also disappeared."

Dad sighed again.

He turned his thin body and his eyes fell on Jackie Chan and Xiaoyu.

"The Black Hand organization that is currently competing with us for the talisman, the guy named Valon you met last time, might be the descendant of that noble."

"This explains everything. The Holy Lord has awakened, and they have been guided by the devil to collect talismans for the Holy Lord. If we allow them to collect all the talismans, the twelve talismans will return, the devil will be resurrected, the dormant balance of yin and yang will be broken, and humanity will face a catastrophe!"

Jackie Chan was confused by what he heard.

But he probably understood what his father meant.

It's probably that they want to compete with the devil for the talisman.

But isn't that what they're doing all the time?

Jackie Chan said quickly: "Since the talisman is so important, Dad, you have wasted a lot of time reading these books recently. Now you might as well cast a spell and locate the next talisman!"

boom!

Dad hit Jackie Chan on the forehead with a bang.

He strained his throat in frustration, and a hoarse voice came out.

"Oh no! You've already caused so many talismans to return. We can no longer stop the resurrection of the Holy Lord! The talisman is no longer important now. We must first find a way to restrain the Holy Lord! Even if we have to wait for it to revive, we can still fight against it!"

Jackie Chan, who was hit by the bullet, didn't know why, a man who could race with lava and trains, could never escape his father's brain explosion.

He covered his forehead with his hands, looking confused and a little aggrieved.

Did he say something wrong?

When will this day of getting shot in the head end...

"Dad, you said you wanted to fight against the Holy Lord. Now we are constantly collecting talismans and keeping them. Aren't we fighting against the Holy Lord? As long as we don't let all twelve talismans return, the Holy Lord will not be able to revive, right? In this way, won't we be able to restrain it?"

Jackie Chan has his own logic.

"You..." Dad was a little choked.

Faced with this stubborn nephew, sometimes he didn't know how to enlighten him.

Logically speaking, if he knocks Jackie Chan's head every day, it should make his nephew smarter, but why is he getting dumber...

Dad waved his hand and said, "You are right. Then go and find the next piece of the talisman. If you can delay the resurrection of the Holy Lord, I will have more time to find a way to restrain the Holy Lord."

Dad impatiently sent Jackie Chan away.

"But Dad, if you don't tell me where the talisman is, where can I find it?"

The old man lowered his head and flipped through the book in his hands without reading again.

He couldn't help but think about it.

Since the Holy Lord is about to be resurrected, there will be devastating suffering among all living beings.

If he relies on his own strength alone, it would be difficult to compete with it.

Just add these crooked melons and cracked dates...

No, he meant, including his dear nephew and Xiaoyu who is still in elementary school.

Just include the bald sheriff.

Can they stand up to the legendary dragon?

Chapter 62: Eradicate District ?

"Should we ask those people on the other side of the ocean for help?"

Dad fumbled with the paper in his hand, thinking to himself.

But this thought had just come to mind when it was decisively suppressed by my father.

It would be better to let the whole world be destroyed than to let him ask those guys for help!

Dad was the most beloved and respected disciple of the great wizard. Before he ascended to heaven, the great wizard taught Dad all his magic.

After decades of practice, he has now become a distinguished great wizard himself.

The reason why he crossed the ocean and came here was not because of his own will, but because he had no choice.

His stubborn temper brought him a lot of trouble.

The great wizard's love for him also made the other apprentices jealous.

Therefore, later on, it can be said that Dad almost completely broke off relations with some of his fellow disciples.

In addition, he was ostracized by the wizards over there, so he finally came here and became the owner of a small antique shop.

Even though the devil's danger is imminent, do you expect him to bow his head and beg those brainless guys for help?

It would be better to let the devil come out and swallow them all in one gulp!

Dad was flipping through a book with his head held high, with a patch of hair missing, like a weird and stubborn old goat whose fur had been plucked.

He comforted himself in his heart.

"Even if it's just me, I can do it!"

Only a few talismans have been released so there is still plenty of time to prepare.

As long as you find the right Qi spell before the New Year’s bell rings, you can restrain the resurrected Holy Lord!

But then the old man thought again, his teacher passed on his skills to him, so to whom should he pass on these magic spells?

If he is no longer around in the years to come, the threat of the devil will not disappear.

Who should stand up and fight against these horrible monsters?

The first person the father thought of was his nephew Jackie Chan.

Jackie Chan is the person closest to him, no doubt about it.

If his nephew could learn his skills, and Jackie Chan himself had a very upright character, he believed that Jackie Chan would not use these Qi magic to do anything out of line.

The old man raised his head and glanced at his nephew who was still covering his head.

"..."

He lowered his head again.

Forget it.

This nephew is good in every way except that he is too stupid.

There is no understanding or knowledge of magic at all.

If you have to rely on Jackie Chan to fight the devil, you might as well expect a pig to transform into an immortal god!

His nephew was not interested in magic, but was very interested in the science developed by mankind.

But under his influence, Jackie Chan eventually became an archaeologist.

At least it could help him find some buried ancient books, which might contain some very important information.

"Sasa"

The pages turned.

The resurrection of the Holy Lord will break the balance that has existed for thousands of years.

This matter was placed in front of my father, and he couldn't help but become anxious.

He needs to find a suitable successor as soon as possible!

However, he is a stubborn old goat with a weird temper, which results in him having only Jackie Chan and Xiaoyu around him.

Do I have to rely on Xiaoyu, a little kid?

She is still just a child!

"Ugh!"

Dad sighed again.

Ever since the talisman came into being and after the first chicken talisman appeared, all other talismans were taken away by the Black Hand organization.

Dad often couldn't help but sigh.

Especially now that he knew who the demon they were fighting was, he couldn't help but sigh.

The legendary evil dragon, the fire demon, the lord of spells, the emperor of the ancient dynasty...

How are they going to deal with such a terrifying existence that even a god would have to sacrifice his own life to seal it?

And now, the talismans were being taken away and returned piece by piece.

This demon has begun to show his fangs.

Dad was worried.

Jiang Shi Nian summoned Xiaoying out.

"How is my little turtle now? Did those humans notice?"

The top floor of Black Hand Building.

A coiled dragon-shaped stone sculpture hangs high above the central wall.

Eyes are scarlet.

hoarse voice.

It came out faintly, echoing in the hall.

A shadow attached to the ground, crossed the hall, and came towards Jiang Shi Nian at a very fast speed.

Finally, a gorgeous figure walked out in front of him.