"Demon Dao?" The old Taoist priest raised his eyebrows, and anger appeared on his face, "What do you mean?"

"I can see that you are surrounded by evil spirits, and you are obviously often dealing with the dead soul Li Po." Zhao Qingshan opened his eyes and almost looked at the old Taoist priest in front of him. He sneered: "The wine gourd around your waist is full of resentment, and ghosts cries and howls... If it weren't for the soul of life and raising Li Po to harm the people, I can't imagine how you would have brought so many ghosts with you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden bell appeared in Zhao Qingshan's hand, and he took a deep breath and said, "I respect you as a senior. I don't want to fight you, but the soul and spirit in your gourd must be handed over to me to Duhua Super Life, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you!"

"Ah hey!" The old Taoist priest was stunned by Zhao Qingshan's remarks. After a while, he screamed strangely and said angrily: "You little Taoist priest are really unreasonable. I have sacrificed my life to travel around the world. It took 13 years to catch these harmful things. Why do you say I am raising Li Po in a captive way?!"

"If it weren't for raising Li Po in the captain, I think you have had many years of practice. How could it be difficult to open an altar to transform into a supernatural life?!" Zhao Qingshan argued with reason: "Suppress these already resentful evil spirits in the magic weapon forever, and your gourd will never be reborn in the end!"

"At that time, once these evil souls leave the magic weapon, they will transform into evil ghosts and intimidate their essence and take their lives. There will be a few more unsubmitted demons in the world. Could this not be your wish?"

"Bah!" The old Taoist priest blushed when Zhao Qingshan said it, and his whole body was trembling with anger. He jumped and cursed: "Little Calf's nose, I was three years old and I was eighteen years old. I have been practicing Taoism at the age of 3 and I have been 83 now. I have gone to the sky and descended to eliminate demons. Why did it come to your mouth? I have become a demon?!"

"It turns out that I have been practicing Taoism for eighty years. No wonder I have the ability to drive ghosts!" Zhao Qingshan said without any hesitation: "No matter whether you, the old Taoist, have used these ghosts to do things that harm the heavens, I have only one request. I will hand over your gourd and let me take these ghosts back to the temple to save you!"

"Superhu? Your path has been a Taoist practice of at most 10 or 20 years. Li Po, who did you think you are, who did you think you are?!" The old Taoist priest said with his eyebrows and eyes: "Don't think that he was lucky enough to step into the threshold of a true cultivator, and he thought he was invincible in the world... Just this small Guangzheng Province, there are at least two old bulls' teachings above me. What are you, a junior?!"

"I may not be anything, but I can save these evil spirits." Zhao Qingshan smiled faintly, no longer had verbal disputes with the old Taoist priests. His face turned solemn, and he shook the golden bell in his hand.

"Lingling...Lingling...Lingling..."

"The Supreme Emperor's order, you will be alone, and you will be full of ghosts. The four lives will be grateful. Those with heads will be superior. Those with heads will be born. Those with special swords will be killed, and those with dives and hanging ropes..." Zhao Qingshan recited the mantra of rebirth. If someone had heard Zhao Qingshan recite the mantra of rebirth before, he would definitely find that Zhao Qingshan recited the mantra of rebirth this time.

Just as the old Taoist priest was sneering and was about to make a few words of sarcasm, his face suddenly changed. He suddenly reached out and held the gourd around his waist, and said in horror: "Calf's nose, what are you doing?!"

"Saving the dead souls." Zhao Qingshan glanced at the old Taoist priest faintly, continued to shake the Miluo Hongguang Shangyang Jinling in his hand, and repeatedly recited the mantra of saving suffering and rebirth.

In less than six seconds, the old Taoist priest felt that the more than ten evil souls he suppressed in the gourd magic weapon were already overwhelmed, and the gourd on his waist began to shake violently!

How could he know that the power of Miluo Hongguang Shangyang Jinling alone was not enough to completely drive these evil souls to go crazy in a short period of time, but since Zhao Qingshan discovered a secret a few days ago, the power of Miluo Hongguang Shangyang Jinling has been greatly improved.

This golden bell is an immortal treasure taken by Zhao Qingshan from the Heavenly Court. It has the function of absorbing, storing and releasing mana. Therefore, when using this golden bell, Zhao Qingshan does not need to supplement his extra mana, and it can exert sufficient mana by itself.

Originally, Zhao Qingshan's chanting of mantras was just a formal thing, and his purpose was nothing more than to fool people and pretend.

But since he discovered that he could incorporate magic power when reciting magic mantras a few days ago, he understood that Taoist magic mantras do have their own unique effects. As long as they are recited in the accurate way of reciting, magic power can be added at the same time as the mantra is recited, then the magic mantras that can only be fooled can also have powerful power!

When the Miluo Hongguang Yang Jinling and the mantra of rebirth with magic power combined with each other, the superposition effect that can be produced really made Zhao Qingshan a little overjoyed.

But he shook his whole body and was filled with joy. But the old Taoist priest's face became worse and worse because he found that he was powerless to stop these ghosts from rebelling!

Unlike Zhao Qingshan, although the true cultivators in the world have the power of Taoism and magic, they must be based on the practice of opening the altar. Without the altar, they are no different from ordinary people!

If you really want to say something different, then perhaps a true practitioner who practices martial arts and maintains health all year round will be a little stronger in personal force than ordinary people...

"Stop thinking, stop shaking! If the gourd cracks, the consequences will be serious!" The old Taoist priest was unwilling, but facing Zhao Qingshan, who could have almost no resistance with a golden bell, and a curse for rebirth, he could only choose to give in temporarily.

He raised his hands and raised it over his head, and the old Taoist priest shouted: "Accept, I'll accept you, okay? If you want to take it away, take it away. The old Taoist swears no longer!"

"Infinite Heavenly Lord~!" After Bai seized more than a dozen evil souls, Zhao Qingshan couldn't help but feel happy. As long as he saved these more than a dozen evil souls, with this merit, he would probably be able to go to the heavenly court to get treasures again, right?

He was secretly happy, but on the surface, Zhao Qingshan was like a noble Taoist priest without desire. He stopped shaking the golden bell in his hand, bowed to the old Taoist, saying: "Great charity, don't be angry, I just can't bear to lose the last bit of good thoughts in the future."

"Whatever you say is what you want." The old Taoist priest said with a depressed face: "I'm surprised. I've been to Longsu Mountain too. Whether it's your master, Old Taoist Xuanyuan or your master's old bull's nose, none of them have touched the threshold for true cultivation. Why is your Taoist so high in your Taoist practice?!"

"The secret is on Longsu Mountain." Zhao Qingshan's heart moved and said with a smile: "If the old Taoist priest has free time in the future, he might as well come to my Qingyun Temple to sit down."
Chapter completed!