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After the armrest tractor has stopped.

A tall Yang monk and a fairy wind tunnel bone mayor stepped out of the car.

“Is this it? I've smelled evil from it.” The Yang monk manages a dialectic Mandarin, "he said.

“Here it is… it is studied that evil here may be restrained by the light of merit.” The mayor of the fairy airway bone spoke in a heartbreaking tone.

“So, this is where I'm going to put it, Master!” The Yang monk patted himself in the chest, haha laughed.

The Taoist touched his chest and the disciple finally came in handy, but not only was he not happy, he was bored.

“Well, I'm in, Master!” The monk reached out and pulled out a jade and wore it on his body. Meanwhile, his hand slipped and a large Vajra ambush appeared in his hand.

The mayor's face was purple.

Eventually he sighed and nodded at the guards.

The guards reached out and opened the entrance door to see the monk enter the old campus together.

The old campus at this time, covered in thick white fog, is very strange.

After seeing a monk enter the old campus together, several guards carefully re-closed the gate.

“By the way, did the master just call the Taoist ‘Master’?” A man with a national face on his left asked.

He wondered if he was hearing something wrong.

“You heard me correctly, and we heard you clearly. The master screamed several times, calling the preacher 'Master’.” The long-faced man on the right replied.

“Buddhist Daoist? Buddha is Dao?” The man nodded.

Long-faced men: "…”

“By the way, who of you drives a tractor? At least move this armrest tractor to the side first?” Another guard said.

“No, please don't.” Long-faced men swing hands in a row: “These hand tractors are poisonous and untouchable. It's worse than evil. ”

Obviously, the man who had been in contact with the tall man was driving and even had a psychological shadow.

“So this hand tractor, just leave it there.” The long-faced man ordered.

About a few minutes later.

Boom! Boom!

There was an explosion in the old campus.

There was also the noise of buildings falling down.

“It seems that the elder and the master have met evil.” The face of the State is silent, says the man.

I wonder if the master disciple this time brought by the Taoist mayor can solve the evil here?

If we don't find a way to fix this, this old campus's delusion will probably break through the suppression circle.

Take charge of guarding them here, although it is impossible to see exactly what evil looks like. But they can feel the pressure on the old campus growing.

Weird sounds echo in their ears every day, and they get more and more frequent. From once a day to over a dozen times a day.

If they hadn't been specially trained, they wouldn't have made it.

“Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho!

It was a false cry.

It's not a sound, it's dozens, even hundreds of voices coming together, yelling together.

The evil here is the fusion evolution of many evils and is also the most headache type for the monks.

“If I don't enter hell, who will enter it!” At that time, the master's voice sounded.

In the middle of nowhere, 10,000 lights blew up from the old campus.

The light gives a warm feeling, when the light shines, it's as if heaven and earth are clapping for the master!

And the evil roar, for a moment, was much weaker.

“It works, go on!” The Taoist Path is steady.

“Come on! Come on!” The master's voice continues to sound.

Then he began to quickly read a string of scriptures.

It uses the rhythm of the master's reading in ordinary temples, which is the kind of recitation that sings like a scripture.

But if you listen carefully, you will find that the master is reading strange content in English. Because he reads too fast, ordinary people may not understand what he is reading.

But for sure, this is definitely not Buddhist scripture.

The mayor on the side is so tired that he wants to retire.

“Mama, Mama, Mama!” At this time, the Yang monk shouted, and the beads in his hand were thrown out, and each bead sparkled with intense Buddha light.

After the beads were thrown, the Yang monk shouted to the Taoist Patriarch: "Master, I can't hold on! ”

Taoist: “…”

“Although these delusions are restrained by the power of merit, my power of merit is not sufficient. We will withdraw first, then pull a group of meritorious Daoists to form a formative method that will definitely break the delusions of this place!” The master shouted.

“Go!" the Taoist pulled up the monk's groove and dragged his body to the rear.

This time, he brought his disciples here, that is, to test whether the 'power of merit' restrained the evil in the area, and did not delusion that Western monks could solve the local evil.

By proving the power of merit to restrain evil here, they can plan to wipe out evil here once and for all.

“Not good, Master. This delusion is coming after us!” Yang Monk shouted.

The evil delusion suppressed by sealing magic began to strike the seal forcibly this time, biting the foreign monks and not letting it go.

The power of merit restrains local delusions, but tempts them as well.

“Everybody back off!” The mayor sighed and drank.

He stretched his hand and threw the Yangtze monk out of the old campus.

Meanwhile, he reached out and pressed on the ground to activate the second layer of defensive seal.

Local delusions are difficult to cope with, and there are nearly seven layers of front and back defense to prevent it from rushing out of the old campus.

After Yangtze monks and all guards flew away quickly, Taoist quickly activated one layer after another of defensive seals, blocking evil.

“Contact my brother and tell him about the evil riots. Send someone to suppress the evil first. Moreover, the power of merit does restrain evil, but it can also provoke evil riots, and the next action must be to put an end to evil. Otherwise, the consequences are unthinkable.” The Taoist turned his head to the Western monks.

“Yes, Master!” Young monks take out their phones.

But the next moment, instead of dialing the number, he stunned up and looked up at the sky.

“What are you still standing there for?” The Taoist mayor is still activating the seal defense, and this idiot disciple is furious and angry at this moment.

“Hi, Senior Song!” At this point, the monk suddenly raised his hand and swayed hard against the sky.

Taoist: “???? ”

He looked up at the sky as well.

In the sky, there are shadow swords, swords, lotus flowers, descending from the sky.

The man in the head wears a mask... but his clothes, his grumpy steps, the Black Lotus, and the tablet magic apparatus hanging from his waist reveal his identity.

“Ba... Ba Song Senior.” The mayor's mouth was laden.

Nobody knows today, nobody knows why the big man is here.

“Hey, it's you. Master, long time no see.” Song Shuhang smiled when he saw the Yang monk fashion.

Taoist: “!!! ”

This disciple of his own, Ho De, how can he be able to be a master of Song Senior?