Cui Chen put the tea in front of the two of them, and his eyes suddenly condensed when he fell on Han Li. Just now, his thoughts were the same as Fu Dalong, and he thought Han Li was practicing some breath-catching technique.

But Cui Chen's spiritual consciousness is stronger and his knowledge is more sufficient. He instantly saw through the essence.

Han Li did not restrain his breath, he was completely self-proclaimed magic power!

Then the evil aura that was blocked together was also revealed in Cui Chen's eyes.

"The evil spirit backfired!" Cui Chen spoke.

When Han Li and Nangong Wan heard this, their eyes suddenly lit up. Since two years ago, after Han Li killed another Nascent Soul cultivator, the accumulated evil spirit has exploded.

As a last resort, Han Li had to use the secret room to seal his magic power.

In the following time, the two of them were looking for solutions. After searching through some ancient books, they also found some solutions, such as practicing special skills.

But no matter which sect this kind of martial art is in, it is a legacy at the bottom of the box and will definitely not be easily leaked. In addition, the storm that the two of them had caused before was a bit big, so they dared not appear easily.

Seeing that they could not suppress it, the two of them planned to try their luck at the auction, and they might be able to exchange a common technique.

But I didn’t expect that when I came to Jinxifang City, I met Cui Chen by such a coincidence.

This made the two of them overjoyed.

You should know that the monsters and monks that Cui Chen killed were only a lot more than Han Li.

But Cui Chen did not have a backlash from evil spirits, so obviously Cui Chen had a solution.

Cui Chen saw the thoughts of the two, and after sitting down, he slowly said, "I mainly practice "Blood Flame Demonic Art" for my father. Although I practice spiritual energy, it is true that it is a magical technique. It is not an effect of evil energy. However, this technique is a lot of time to practice, and it takes blood to sacrifice all spirits to achieve success, which is not suitable for you. However, for my father, I know that a Buddhist technique called "Mingwang Jue" is very suitable for your current situation. Practicing for three or two years is enough to solve your current predicament."

"Mingwang Jue? This technique is not easy to be successful!" Nangong Wan was happy at first, and then became worried.

The Great Jin Buddhism is famous for xenophobia!

But she would not want to let her husband go to ordain for ordained.

But Han Li thought more, so he said, "Since my father-in-law said that, I think there is a way to get the "Ming Wang Jue"."

“This is natural!”

Cui Chen flipped his hand and a black Zen stick appeared in his hand.

"This is……"

Cui Chen smiled and said, "Everything has its value. As long as there is enough chips, nothing cannot be exchanged! This Zen Staff is the top ancient treasure of Buddhism. I believe that no Buddhist sect can refuse to obtain this treasure."

As he said that, he handed over the Zen staff.

Han Li hurriedly took it and thanked him sincerely: "Thank you, Father-in-law!"

The next morning, Han Li and Nangong Wan appeared in front of a loft at one end of Jinxifang City. Shortly after handing over the prayer letter, the two were led into the attic by a novice monk.

The room is a Zen room with a huge golden Buddha character written on the wall, which looks a bit dazzling.

Under the character Buddha, sitting a middle-aged monk with an ugly face and a nose facing towards the sky.

It was exactly the goal of Han Li and his two trips - Zen Master Xiaoyue.

Zen Master Xiaoyue is an elder of the Pure Fire Sect, one of the major Buddhist sects. He has the middle stage of Nascent Soul cultivation and is responsible for staying in Jinxifang City for many years and maintaining order.

Seeing that the shaman brought the two of them in, Zen Master Xiaoyue stood up to greet him. However, after seeing Cui Chen full of evil spirit, his eyebrows couldn't help but frowned slightly, but in an instant, he relaxed again and returned to his calm expression.

"Two fellow Taoists came to find me, I wonder what I have to do?"

Cui Chen stepped forward and bowed and said, "I believe the Zen master has seen that he has evil spirits in his lower body and has reached the point where he cannot suppress it. I heard that the Buddhist "The Ming Wang Jue" can relieve this problem, so I came to exchange it. If the Zen master is willing to fulfill it, I believe that the treasures he took out will definitely satisfy the Zen master."

Zen Master Xiaoyue raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "The Ming Wang Jue is one of the highest martial arts in my Buddhism and cannot be easily passed on..."

Halfway through his words, Nangong Wansu, who was beside him, patted the storage bag with his hand, and a red glow spewed out, wrapped in it with a black light. As soon as the black light came to her hand, it turned into a Zen stick.

Zen Master Xiaoyue paused and stared at the black Zen Staff and couldn't move his eyes. Then he changed his voice and said, "...but my Buddhist compassion is to help fellow Taoists relieve disasters, which is exactly the teachings."

He did not bargain and agreed to the transaction decisively.

With the value of this treasure, Han Li and the others would not refuse to exchange it if they were taken to any Buddhist sect.

As if he was afraid that Han Li and the others would regret it, Zen Master Xiaoyue took out a blank jade slip from the storage bag and placed it on his forehead. Soon, the technique of "The King of Ming" was burned.

Cui Chen took it, stumbled into it, carefully pondered it, and after confirming that there was no problem, he nodded to Nangong Wan.

Nangong Wan didn't know anything, and used magic power to hold the Zen Staff and sent it to Zen Master Xiaoyue.

Zen Master Xiaoyue snatched the Zen stick in his hand, and his expression was extremely excited. He had long since thrown the posture of a Buddhist monk out of the sky.

Han Li was also anxious to go back to practice "The Ming Wang Jue" and immediately offered to say goodbye.

Zen Master Xiaoyue came to his senses and personally sent the two out of the attic.

Seeing Han Li and his wife leave, he turned back. As soon as he returned to the Zen room, his face suddenly became solemn, waved his hand to open the restriction in the Zen room, and quickly walked to the cushion under the word Buddha to sit down.

Then he slept on the storage bag and took out a array plate with the "卍" rune engraved out.

After a wave of activation, a golden glow appeared on the array plate, and an illusory young figure condensed in the air. The bald head and Buddha's clothes were also a great monk, and his cultivation was very high.

When Zen Master Xiaoyue saw the figure, he immediately clasped his hands together and bowed: "Senior Brother Biyue!"

"Junior Brother Xiaoyue, what happened to you? It's worth making you so hurry?"

Zen Master Xiaoyue didn't say much, so he sacrificed the black gold Zen stick and displayed it in front of the young monk.

"The Wujin Zen Staff?"

Biyue's tone seemed a little disbelief.

"That's right!" Zen Master Xiaoyue said: "The ancient books in the sect record that this treasure, together with several other treasures, was used to seal the ancient demons. Now this treasure is in the world, and the other treasures should be no exception."

After a while, Zen Master Xiaoyue told the origin of the Wujin Zen Staff, and finally said: "The love-killing sword, the glazed pearl and the soul-squeezing bowl are both first-class ancient Buddha treasures. I, the Pure Fire Sect, must not miss it. Please ask my senior brother to bring someone to help."

"Amitabha!" After hearing Zen Master Xiaoyue's words, the figure did not say anything else, but just heard the Buddha's name coming from his mouth.

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