"Grandpa, I won't leave you alone..."

"Nonsense!"

"Grandpa, look, these are the Zen beads that Master Kong Chenzi gave me. It seems that these evil spirits are afraid of these Zen beads." Wen Longxiu explained hurriedly.

After saying this, he was about to take off the Zen beads in his hand, but was stopped by Wen Zhao.

"A Xiu, since it was given to you by Master Kong Chen, you should take good care of it."

Seeing Wen Zhao's insistence, Wen Longxiu couldn't beat him: "Grandpa, let's go back to the secret room together, I will cover you."

Wen Longxiu also called on An Yi and the others. There were originally hundreds of shadow guards, but now only a dozen could move. However, in the face of the demonic energy all around, they were still outnumbered and soon could not move an inch.

More and more people fell down, and in the end only Wen Zhao, Wen Longxiu and An Yi were left.

Several people stood back to back, looking at the black mist in front of them, cold sweat broke out. An Yi's hoarse voice came: "It seems that we can only fight now."

Wen Zhao was already seriously injured, and after a few moves, he fell to the ground. The evil spirit swarmed over him, and An Yi was entangled by the evil spirit, so even if he tried to move forward, it was of no use.

"No, Grandpa."

The sword in Wen Longxiu's hand, with a flaming glow, drove away the evil spirit from Wen Zhao's body. He helped him up, and without hesitation, took off the string of Zen beads and put them on Wen Chao's hand.

"A Xiu, don't..."

Without the protection of the Zen beads, the evil spirit continued to approach Wen Longxiu. Soon, there were two loud bangs, and Wen Longxiu and An Yi were blown away by the evil spirit. They hit the wall and rolled down, with blood spurting all over the ground.

Seeing the evil spirit corroding the two of them, Wen Zhao shouted at the top of his lungs: "No... Ah Xiu."

At this moment, a golden Buddhist light suddenly descended from the sky like a mysterious beam of light, like the first ray of sunshine at dawn, penetrating the darkness and illuminating Wen Longxiu's entire world.

The Golden Lotus Staff stood upright above the Wen Mansion. The power from the Buddhist sect was like a vast torrent, spreading continuously in all directions, carrying the breath of mercy and salvation. Wherever it passed, the evil spirit dissipated like smoke. Those who were originally tortured half to death by the evil spirit gradually woke up under the baptism of this power.

The people in the palace also saw this strange scene. Master Kongchen had arrived. Zhenyuan looked at the golden light emanating from the direction of the Wen family and immediately breathed a sigh of relief. With Master Kongchen here, Xiaoting and the others should be fine.

In the backlight, a blurry figure walked slowly towards us.

Wen Zhao immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and An Yi hurried forward to help Wen Zhao up. Wen Longxiu stood there in a daze until Jin Chenzi stood in front of her. Looking at the bright red blood at the corner of her mouth, Jin Chenzi's pure eyes flashed slightly a few times, and his heart couldn't help but tremble.

A big hand with Buddhist beads on it stretched out. Wen Longxiu's eyes fell on the slender hand and she touched it as if possessed.

While pulling her up, the Buddhist beads that were originally in Jin Chenzi's hand instantly slipped into her wrist.

"Bring it with you."

The gentle voice brought her back to her thoughts. Wen Longxiu nodded and looked at Jin Chenzi with complicated eyes. When she was about to say something, he had turned around with his back to her and swallowed the words and the bloody saliva that were about to come out of his mouth.

"Thank you Master Kongchen for saving my life." Wen Zhao came to Jin Chenzi.

"Don't be polite, Mr. Wen. Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. This is what I should do."

After saying that, Jin Chenzi lightly touched the golden mark between his eyebrows, flew into the sky, threw the red cassock on his body up, muttered something, and the golden lotus staff in his hand emitted a strong glare, illuminating the originally dark sky, and the demonic energy was much less.

People came here one after another, but Jin Chenzi's ability was limited, and it was still pitch black not far away.

The cassock floated in the air, while Jin Chenzi's figure landed steadily in the Wen Mansion. A hint of bright red flowed from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't care.

"Master Wen, I have added Buddhist meditation mantras to this cassock, so it will last for a while. You can just rest and recover."

Wen Longxiu saw that his face was a little pale, thinking that it was caused by excessive consumption of spiritual energy. A trace of worry flashed in her eyes: "Master Kongchen, where are you going?"

Seeing her worried expression, Jin Chenzi felt an unknown emotion flowing in his heart, "I will naturally go back to Xingchen Academy. Only by sealing that monster can the world return to peace."

"That monster is very powerful, not to mention that Master Kongchen is injured now..." Wen Longxiu was hesitant to speak.

"Don't worry, Donor Wen. Miss Ji and the others are here too."

Hearing Jin Chenzi's words, Wen Longxiu was shocked for a moment. Miss Ji? Could it be that she is back?

"Master, are you saying that Xiaojiu is back? And she's in Xingchen Academy?"

Jin Chenzi nodded: "Yes."

"In that case, Master, can you take me with you? Ah Xiu also wants to help."

"No, no."

Jin Chenzi and Wen Zhao said in unison.

"why?"

"Xiu'er, that demon beast is more powerful than you think. Many spiritual masters have died there. If you go there, I'm afraid you will cause trouble for Master and Miss Ji and the others."

Wen Zhao persuaded.

"Master Wen, that's true. Besides, you've been seriously injured. It's better to heal your wounds first." Jin Chenzi also advised.

Seeing this, Wen Longxiu had no choice but to give up.

-

The originally rolling mountains have now been flattened, leaving behind a scene of destruction and devastation. Dust and smoke filled the air, as if the smoke of war was still floating around. Broken rocks and mud were scattered all over the ground, like scars on the earth, confirming this ruthless war.

The once lush vegetation has been uprooted, the exposed land looks barren and desolate, the corpses of spiritual beasts everywhere make it even more desolate, and a dead silence shrouds this once vibrant mountain range.

The originally intermittent piano music became regular again, and the monster became more excited. The hearts of several people sank, and a powerful demonic energy swept over, and everyone was blown away.

Ji Jiuying crashed into a big tree, blood spurting out of the corner of her mouth. She could almost hear the sound of breaking bones.

"Girl——"

"Jiu'er."

Gong Mingyue flashed to Ji Jiuying's side, picked her up, and looked at her with heartache.

Feng Luo and Feng Yan were not in much better condition. Now, let alone getting the divine weapon, it might be difficult for them to even leave here.

"Ayue, it seems Si Yu can't handle Qing Ling by himself."

How could Gong Mingyue not understand the meaning of her words? This monster would not let go of anyone present, and he would not leave her even a step.

"Hongyu, go help Siyu."

As the voice fell, a red-haired man appeared behind Gong Mingyue. Different from the unruly Yan Ye, there was not much expression on his face. He exuded a strong aura and looked like a young general with great military achievements and high spirits.

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