I, the poor monk Tang San, buried the sky, buried the earth, buried all living beings

"Buddha, the well is in this west courtyard! I've been here before to investigate. The talisman sealing the well isn't actually talisman paper, but a disguise formed by the demonic energy and blood!"

Xuanjizi brought Shengxin Guanyin to the west courtyard and saw an octagonal well at the foot of the wall. The windlass at the wellhead had already dried up and cracked. It must have been a long time since anyone had used it. Even the bucket was left aside and the rope was rotten.

"The source of the Gu is in this well, but..."

Xuanjizi said in a deep voice, "However, I have no idea what the Gu Source actually looks like, or how to eliminate it. According to ancient books, the Gu Source can be cultivated in the human body, but no one has ever seen how it is actually cultivated!"

"It doesn't matter!"

Guanyin has now returned to her original appearance, and the jade bottle in her left hand suddenly appears. The willow branch is trembling slightly, and a drop of dew is hanging on the leaves, as if it may fall at any time.

"The celestial dew in this jade bottle can eliminate all kinds of evil karma. It was one of the Buddha's trump cards against the demon army. It's the perfect nemesis of the demonic aura... Well, you open the manhole cover and remember to be careful. I'll take care of the rest!"

Guanyin said in a deep voice.

Xuanjizi nodded, then drew out the sword from behind him… This sword didn't look special at all, and was basically no different from an ordinary piece of iron, but this weapon was the Nanming Lihuo Sword, which was several points stronger than his Shushan's purple and green swords… It was a peerless weapon that the previous leader Baimei had obtained from the Heaven Outside Heaven at the cost of his own life. In the current Shushan, he was the only one who could use this treasure.

Swish!

A deep blue sword energy was released almost without any delay. There was nothing unusual about the well mouth. It was split in half diagonally in just a blink of an eye. The well mouth instantly tilted to one side, and a thick black gas suddenly surged out from the gap, mixed with a rotten stench, and enveloped the direction of Xuanjizi and Guanyin.

However, Xuanjizi immediately discovered that it was not black fog, but a group of insects so small that they were difficult to see with the naked eye.

"So that's why the entire city is suffering from the plague... Haha, it's really rare to see insects that are much smaller than mosquitoes!"

Xuanjizi sneered, and the simple long sword in his hand suddenly turned into a blue flame. He pinched the sword formula and swung it lightly. The sword energy like a tornado swept towards the black fog. The Nanming Lihuo was specially used to restrain these evil spirits. The tiny insects were burned by the flames and turned into ashes in just a few seconds and disappeared. Those insects were like ignited gasoline and were burned clean in the blink of an eye.

But then, Xuanjizi suddenly felt a chill behind him, and suddenly heard Guanyin Bodhisattva shouting in his ears: "Watch out behind you!"

Without time to turn around, the long sword in his hand swung back suddenly, but seemed to hit something hard, making a crisp sound.

Hearing the thing approaching behind him retreat rapidly, he finally had time to turn around and look, only to see an old monk in tattered robes, his face dark blue, staring at him with his pale eyes.

If Tang Ku were here, he would definitely recognize that this was the former abbot of Huichang Temple, Zen Master Guangming.

"This is a Gu puppet!"

Guanyin said in a deep voice, "This thing is made from a living person, and the seeds are implanted in their minds through witchcraft. It is as invulnerable as a zombie, and its body is full of toxins fed by demonic energy. If an ordinary person touches it even a little, they will be infected and gradually turn into the same 'zombie'!"

"Then those people in the city..."

Seeing that the other party did not continue to attack, Xuanjizi stood beside Guanyin and asked quietly.

"If I don't destroy what's in front of me, I'm afraid I'll end up in the same situation!"

Guanyin said in a deep voice, "This is the Gu source you mentioned!"

Xuanjizi asked, "Then how do we destroy this thing?"

Guanyin said: "Stand behind me, I have my own way..."

Xuanjizi knew that now was not the time to show off his strength. The Nanming Lihuo Sword in his hand was a real magic weapon of the immortals, but now it couldn't even break the old monk's skin. Although the Guanyin in front of him was not good at fighting, she was a strong man who had achieved the status of Bodhisattva after all, and was much stronger than himself.

So, he naturally retreated behind Guanyin, but saw a green gas coming out of the old monk's mouth, and two fangs actually grew out, making the old monk even more terrifying.

Roar!

The old monk rushed forward like a hungry tiger, and his moves were quite methodical, actually a set of common Arhat Fists.

That's right, in addition to being an expert in Buddhism, Zen Master Guangming was also a master of martial arts. Although he could not be compared with those generals fighting on the battlefield, he had few rivals among ordinary martial artists. According to him, he practiced martial arts to strengthen his body and to have a clear mind when comprehending Buddhism.

"Oh, zombies also know martial arts?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva has profound magical powers. Although she has no knowledge of martial arts, with a wave of her hand, it is as if an invisible air wall is erected in front of her, blocking all the opponent's attacks outside the air wall.

Immediately, she pulled out the willow branch from the bottle and swept it lightly at the old monk. The old monk's body flew out as if he was hit by a train.

Guanyin took a slight step and appeared beside the old monk like a ghost. As soon as the guy turned over and stood up, Guanyin Bodhisattva inserted a willow branch upside down into his forehead. Drops of dew seeped directly into the old monk's skin along the willow branch, making the blue skin instantly become somewhat bloody.

But this was not enough. The old monk was like being nailed to the spot by a steel nail, completely unable to move. Guanyin poured the water directly on him from the top of his head.

You know, the space inside this jade bottle is so vast that it can hold water from all over the world. In just a blink of an eye, the old monk's whole body was soaked. The water seemed to have life, surrounding the old monk and wrapping him up completely.

Guanyin immediately took the bottle, and soon after, black water began to emerge from the old monk's pores. No, to be precise, these were still the tiny black bugs from before, but when they entered the water flow, they were instantly affected by the powerful Buddha's power and vitality and drowned in it. Until all the water flow turned black, and then gradually became lighter and became transparent, the old monk finally collapsed on the ground.

The water in the bottle seemed to have a spirit, condensing again and returning to the bottle. The old monk opened his eyes, looked at the person in front of him, and suddenly seemed to have suddenly realized something. He put his hands together, silently chanted the Buddha's name, and then suddenly passed away...