It was a black and purple stone the size of an egg, with a blurred text engraved on the surface.

Yu Hong carefully identified it as if it was from the second night's article.

"star!?"

He unconsciously recited it out loud.

As soon as he read it, he realized something was wrong.

‘It’s actually xing??!’

He instantly connected with the clues of xing that were also discovered on the black disaster.

There are also clues of xing in the spiritual disaster. Does this mean that there is some unknown connection between the two disasters?

Yu Hong held the stone and gently pinched it.

Click.

Suddenly, the stone was like tofu and broke itself.

Then the stone turned into a piece of purple-black powder and instantly flew into the surface of Guanghan, the inheritance artifact he wore on his chest, wrapping it thickly.

After several breaths, Guanghan returned to its original state, and the layer of powder on the surface was absorbed like water and disappeared without a trace.

Guanghan itself seems to have become brighter and shiny.

Yu Hong observed this change, and he didn't have time to stop it, nor did he plan to stop it.

This seems to be a good thing.

He tried to enter a little bit of breath.

'Hungry'

‘So hungry.’

A mental fluctuation that was much stronger than before was revealed from Guanghan was often hungry.

The aura and fluctuations of often hungry are at least twice as strong.

‘It’s indeed a good thing.’ Yu Hong thought about it. From this point of view, perhaps the original material of inheriting Taoist artifacts might have been obtained by the predecessors from spiritual disasters.

In other words, the warlocks in this world have already begun to interact with spiritual disasters very early.

It is very likely that their ability to fight against black disasters is because of the power of spiritual disasters, and their infinite recovery ability is used to suppress the black disasters.

Pinching Guanghan and retracting the trace of breath, Yu Hong turned around and accelerated back toward the distance.

The second day.

A letter written by Zhengrou, the new leader of Qingchen Temple, was sent from Taizhou and headed to Yunshushan, the ancestral courtyard of the Daomai.

The letter carefully described his detailed process of exploring the Yin Qi Tianzhu. Except for missing the parts of Guanghan and the multimeter, most of the rest were written truthfully.

I can't contact the ancestral court by phone recently, so I can only write letters.

While waiting for a response, Yu Hong also began to officially wipe out all cases in Taizhou.

As the new leader of the temple, what he wants to bring is not a style that is just for making money like Yuhen. After all, what Qingchen Temple needs is not this style.

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At night, in a park in the city.

Two Taoists of Qingchen Temple were holding talismans in their hands, operating the technique, and struggling to fight against a strong monster with a pig head in the shadow.

The monster appeared and disappeared from time to time, with knotty muscles all over his body, wearing a tattered black jacket and holding a butcher's knife, like a butcher who specializes in killing pigs.

Not far away, two Taoist people fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

The face of the bright light is like white paper, sitting cross-legged, trying to gather the Taoist breath and summon a new terror shadow again.

His previous terror shadow had been forcibly torn apart by this monster.

"Hold on for a while, support will arrive soon!"

He loudly comforted the two men who were resisting in front of him.

But comfort is not very effective in the face of absolute strength gap.

The pig-headed man is extremely powerful, and his speed will be greatly increased every time his eyes turn red.

The combination of speed and power continuously and easily dispersed the talisman techniques released by the two people.

Bang!

Suddenly, the pig-headed man swung his butcher knife heavily, and he escaped from his hand, hovering and slashing towards one of the Taoists.

Seeing that the Taoist could not dodge, he was about to be hit.

The attacks of spiritual disasters are all concentrated on the spirit, which means that if the knife hits, it is not the body, but the mental consciousness that is injured.

But even so, mental injury requires no less time to recover and heal than physical injuries.

It may even be even more serious and will leave permanent trauma for a lifetime.

Just then.

A huge black human figure more than six meters high suddenly appeared and condensed, just blocking the trajectory of the butcher's knife flying out.

Bang.

The butcher knife hovered, as if it was chopped on a steel plate, hitting the black human chest, and bounced open, and landed on the ground and stopped moving.

The blade did not cause any scar to this huge human figure.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!