When he returned to his original place, the old Taoist suddenly stood still, holding the whisk in one hand, and pinching the handprint with the other hand to hold it on the whisk in the other hand. The invisible breath dissipated and instantly swept across the broken house.

"Stir... Taoist..."

A gloomy and long scream sounded, and a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air in the window of the broken house.

"The Taoist Dharma will last forever, all qi will return to the sect, kill evil and kill demons, and the formation will arise..."

The old Taoist looked sharp and his hands turned. Around the broken house, countless talisman figures suddenly rose from the ground, and then the neatly arranged formations began to rotate.

The phantom of the talisman produced a powerful force to kill evil. In the broken house, the phantom of the ghost screamed suddenly.

At the same time, a convoy turned around on the side street.

"Stop the car, turn off the headlights..."

In the convoy, Sun Fu'an's eyes shone sharply. Although the headlights of the Sun's convoy shone like daylight in front of him, and the street lights in Maoshan Town were also extremely bright, Sun Fu'an still vaguely saw the talisman figures floating around the broken house.

The entire convoy stopped and turned off the lights in an instant.

Under the faint street lights, beautiful and wonderful scenes suddenly came into everyone's sight.

Pieces of the talismans were arranged neatly in the void like shields, and they kept spinning around the broken house. Inside the broken house, the ghosts with twisted figures let out shrill screams, as if they might dissipate at any time.

In front of the broken house, an old Taoist held a whisk, his hands staggered together, constantly mobilizing the talismans and spells, like the scenes shown in the movie, was killing ghosts.

"In this world, there are really ghosts and monsters, and Taoism..."

Sun Fu'an's eyes widened and looked at the scene in shock. The three views he had accumulated in half his life were completely subverted.

Behind Sun Fu'an, a faint smile flashed in Cao Zixia's eyes.

At this time, the old Taoist indeed had the power of a servile ghost, but it was definitely not as exaggerated as it is now. The scene at this moment was probably created by Cao Zixia through illusions. Of course, even modern technological instruments could not find any clues about the illusion of resentful souls.

Now the descendant Fu'an probably will never doubt that the Ten Finger Zhong Kui picture indeed sealed the evil spirit.

The Sun family will be polite to him in the future, but that's not enough. Since this drama has already begun, it might as well continue to evolve.

Evolution is endless, and since he decided not to hide it, he must let people know his importance, and at the same time, he also knows that his lineage is not evil, but just, the kind of justice that secretly protects the world for millions of years.

"Senior, why not save her and accumulate merit for your disciples..."

The thoughts turned, and Cao Zixia immediately stepped out from behind Sun Fu'an. His hands formed handprints on his chest at the same time, and the luster slowly gathered, and then a faint aura that made people feel peaceful dispersed.

The old Taoist turned his head slightly and saw a smile on the lustery face of Cao Zixia.

At this time, the old Taoist felt that the luster on Cao Zixia's hands was a bit similar to the power he had just awakened, but it was a little different. It was obviously a Taoist, but it was not the means of the Qing monks from Maoshan.

"good……"

A calm voice sounded. Originally, when the convoy arrived, the old truth was ignored, clearly showing the old Taoist character, and belonged to the kind of person who was not moved by external things. At this time, the old Taoist's reaction made people feel that he should think that Cao Zixia and him were the same type of talent accepted Cao Zixia.

However, no one knows why the old Taoist actually accepted Cao Zixia because he knew that his destiny would be in the near future. He wanted to revive the spiritual energy and leave a way for his disciples to be chaotic in this world.

In the feeling of the old Taoist, Cao Zixia was absolutely Taoist, and it was a Taoist who belonged to the same lineage as Maoshan. The old Taoist knew that his life would not last long, and he was not sure how much Taoist art he could pass on to Qingxu, the disciple who only thought of subjective wealth. At this moment, he was thinking of being able to make friends with Cao Zixia, even if he died, he could give Cao Zixia a guide to Qingxu.

"The path of hell opens, escapes from the sufferings of the world, and seeks freedom and freedom..."

Cao Zixia arrived next to the old Taoist, and the luster in her hand suddenly turned towards the broken house. The luster was soft and weak, and seemed to disappear at any time. However, Cao Zixia pointed out, and the luster was swept directly into the broken house. The street lights, talisman phantoms, luster, and layers of interlaced colors were all twisted.

In the real and illusion, the ground of the vaguely broken house seemed to suddenly crack, and a wide passage followed, with a wide passage, but no matter how you look at it, you still couldn't see the scene inside the passage clearly.

However, as the passage appeared, the distorted figure screamed and then the figure began to change, and its hideous appearance slowly disappeared. I don’t know whether it was bloody or dirty, so people couldn’t tell the truth that it was completely clean.

"Two benefactors, the suppression power has disappeared, I hope you will be careful..."

Finally, the image of a young woman with a pretty face and dressed in elegant patterns appeared in the broken house. The woman slowly bowed slightly to Cao Zixia and the old Taoist priest, then spoke sincerely, then turned around and walked into the passage that appeared faintly in the broken house.

The matter of this ghost has been resolved, and others have not cared too much about the ghost's last words.

"Hell really exists, and reincarnation really exists..."

Later, Sun Fu'an was completely shocked at this time, and the people who came with Sun Fu'an were even more unbearable. At this moment, the eyes of Cao Zixia and the old Taoist were already as if they were looking at the gods.

"Senior, the power of suppression has disappeared, and the world in the future is probably going to be troublesome.

I know that Maoshan now needs suppression from my seniors, but I still beg for help from me.

There was a problem with the picture of Zhong Kui sealing the ten fingers of the ghost demon collected in my younger family. There was a ghost who had escaped from the trap and had already opened the ghost creature. Please take action in view of the Taoist lineage's responsibility to kill demons and eliminate demons..."

In front of the broken house, Cao Zixia had slowly spoken to the old Taoist. While speaking, Cao Zixia's face suddenly condensed. At this moment, the Yuan Nian Engine heard a prompt sound, a prompt sound for completing the task, but at the same time it also prompted that the next evolution had begun, and without him knowing, the next evolution began.

This engine is still self-set after all. Although it can influence most of it, it is definitely not completely controlled.

Next to him, Cao Zixia finished a sentence, and Sun Fuan, who was not far away, finally woke up.

"As long as the old senior is willing to take action, my Sun family will definitely remember this kindness..."

Sun Fuan followed him forward. As the housekeeper of the Sun family, he was naturally not the kind of idiot who looked down on others. Therefore, he did not say anything about the Sun family's words that would be kind to him after he was rewarded. It just meant that the Sun family would not be ungrateful.
Chapter completed!