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Chapter 87 The Chaotic South Asian Monastic World

Qi Tianchuan calmly picked up the candlestick and snapped his fingers. The candlestick was lit. The candlelight was strangely purple-red, and the stench suddenly came to his nose. A short flute sound sounded from time to time under the Buddha statue. The flute sound was extremely harsh, and just one sound made me irritated.

Seeing that I was abnormal, Qi Tianchuan waved his hand to extinguish the candlestick, and the sound of the flute disappeared. He took the candlestick for a while and looked at it. He said, "Corpse oil and virgin blood are both extremely Yin things. I guess these people are not able to break the seal because they do not have the ability to break the seal, so they plan to use the extremely Yin things to lure the Jiuqu Curse to break free from the seal by themselves."

If Qi Tianchuan’s guess is true, it is impossible to just use a candlestick, so we also replaced the candlestick with normal, but adding the purgatory real fire to the candlestick is enough to distort the real one.

The next night, it was indeed the same person, and he changed into the candlestick in the other direction. This was the case for the next seven days, and we all dropped the bags one by one.

Finally on the eighth day, we heard a very strange sound in the hall. Then the host told us that everyone else in the temple fainted and the host could not hide, so he retreated to the backyard.

After waiting for a while, there was a gurgling sound outside the hall gate. Fan Li told us that it was telling others that the monks in the temple were all asleep.

The door of the hall was pushed open, and there were only four people. Every day, they came to replace the candlestick and whispered something. When they found that the Jiuqu Mantra had no reaction, they went to check the candlestick as soon as possible.

After discovering that the candlestick was dropped, the man shouted something, and at the same time Fan Li's voice sounded, "They are going to escape, stop it!"

Qi Tianchuan and I took action at the same time, but we were still a little slower. After hearing the sound, the three people at the door turned into ghosts and slipped away. In the end, they only caught the one who changed the candlestick.

At first, the man was very tough and didn't say anything we asked. However, Qi Tianchuan's methods were much more abundant than mine. He took the man into a Zen room with a blank expression. After a burst of ghosts and howls, Fan Li and I went in, and this guy was so honest that he almost helped him do anything.

They were in the same group as the two dead masters and the ones who killed the ghost officers before. The last time the master killed the ghost officer was completely an accident.

These surrenders are Indonesians from small South Asian countries. In ancient times, during the war, that small country was still a place outside. Even if there were smart creatures, they were still people who ate raw meat and drank blood. Therefore, they did not experience the Battle of the Gods, there was no underworld or heaven, and there was not even a complete system of practice. The popular surrender techniques were also passed down from the Central Plains, but they were incomplete.

The last time the sect master was a small leader in their organization. He came to our country just for vacation, but he encountered a ghost servant. Because he didn't know that the underworld, he treated the ghost servant as a lonely ghost with a high level of Taoism and caught him and fed him, which eventually led to a murder.

Because that small country has no underworld, the Yin and Yang realms are in chaos. After practicing the head-reduction technique to a certain extent, you can do whatever you want. It was also after that, when they organized the intermediary office, they secretly sent a lot of people to our country, trying to find more about practice to make the head-reduction technique go further.

Because they were afraid that Qi Tianchuan and I would take action again, they sent the two saviors to monitor us to avoid being discovered. As a result, I caught me before surveillance for a few days.

While looking for the method of cultivation, another group of people accidentally got news about the Jiuqu Mantra. After learning about the legend of Jiuqu Mantra, the leader of the organization became moved by it, hoping to grab the treasure of the organization's sect and try to use the power of the Jiuqu Mantra to unify the Southeast Asian cultivation forces.

...

The man had been cleaned up by Qi Tianchuan, so he vented more and had less breath. I kicked him and confirmed that the person was still alive, and asked, "What's your organization's name?"

Like before, this man opened his mouth and couldn't speak. I remember Qi Tianchuan said that he found a way to remove the closure technique, and said, "Didn't you find a way? Try it."

Qi Tianchuan took out a blank talisman and drew a talisman that I had never seen before and stuck it to the man's eyebrows. The talisman turned into light and penetrated into it.

"Where are you from?" Qi Tianchuan did not ask what organization it was from the beginning, but asked a little bit with temptation.

"I……"

The sect master on the ground looked at us blankly, "I am Indonesian."

"How many people have you come in total?"

"We have four in our group, and the others don't know."

The situation gradually improved, and Qi Tianchuan asked them about their location and follow-up plans. The leader answered them one by one, and finally the most important question was, "What organization are you affiliated with?"

The sect master gave a good answer. Just when I thought I was about to fail, he spoke three vague syllables, which seemed not to be Chinese. I pulled Fan Li over and let him listen.

Fan Li frowned and thought for a long time, and said three words in a puzzled way, "Happy and praise?"

Qi Tianchuan also shook his head. The Southeast Asian Taoist world is so chaotic. Not to mention the three of us, even their own people may not know clearly.

"ah!"

The savior, who was originally half dead, suddenly stood up and rushed towards me.

I instinctively retreated, forgot the damn threshold, and was tripped and turned over. The crazy surrender snatched my neck tightly.

The storm's hand stuck to my neck like steel bars. I patted the ground while trying to squeeze out the sound from my throat, "Hey... hurry..."

Fan Li first reacted and tried to pull the person off me. In the end, Qi Tianchuan took action. The sword light flashed, and the surrender's hands were cut off by the wrist.

"Cough cough cough" I pulled down my hands on my neck and threw them aside, got up from the ground, gasping for breath.

"Ahhhh--" The severe pain made the surrender unable to bear it. A little ghost emerged from his body and flew out, while he broke free from Fan Li and crashed into the wall, killing him in an instant.

Qi Tianchuan reacted the fastest and took the lead in chasing out. I quickly followed. I saw the little ghost rushing straight into the Buddha statue sealed with the Nine Curse, knocking the seal out a crack. The sharp flute sound instantly cut through the night sky.

Qi Tianchuan and I have seen the power of the Nine Curves and understand that if it really falls into the hands of people with incorrect minds, it will be a disaster for the entire world of cultivation.

"Amitabha!"

With the abbot's name, a golden cross seal suppressed the crack and blocked the sound of the flute back.

The evil nature of the Jiuqu Curse was aroused by the little ghost and kept hitting the crack. Qi Tianchuan took out a yellow silk cover to cover it on the crack, and jointly presided over the seal and added another one, finally pressing the restless Jiuqu Curse back...
Chapter completed!
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