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Halfway through her speech, Wu's mother's eyes welled up with tears, and she couldn't continue.
Su Feng didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only shake his head, slowly raise his right hand, and slightly circulate his spiritual energy.
A snort.
A faint fluorescent glow spread throughout the room.
Su Feng's lips twitched slightly as he silently recited the incantation.
The moment the purification mantra was cast, the tense atmosphere in the room instantly relaxed...
The mother and daughter who were crying by the bedside stopped crying and seemed to feel much lighter.
They looked over in astonishment, and when they saw that it was Su Feng who had done it, their faces immediately lit up with excitement.
Saved!
There's really hope now!
"Young Master Su! Please, you must save my Sitian!"
Wu's mother knelt down in excitement, and the old ancestor in hemp clothing and others beside her also noticed the surge of spiritual energy in the room and were slightly surprised.
"Was it the Purification Mantra that Young Master Su just used?"
The old patriarch in hemp clothing stepped forward and exclaimed in amazement.
Su Feng smiled and nodded without comment.
Like a bolt from the blue, this shocked the Old Ancestor in Hemp Robes even more.
These eight divine incantations, though not difficult to master, require a thorough understanding and mastery that many practitioners cannot achieve!
Just now, Su Feng was able to cast the divine spell with just a flick of his finger, which shows how skilled he is!
This gave the old man in hemp clothing even more courage. He slapped his thigh and said, "Old Wu, let's go find the village chief now and have him withdraw this matter!"
"You, you're going now?" Old Wu panicked when he saw this and quickly pulled him back. "You know the village chief's temper, Daoist. Weren't you arguing about this all day yesterday?"
Just yesterday, the Old Ancestor of Hemp Clothes and the village chief of Longevity Village were arguing over who should be offered to the Ksitigarbha King.
One believed that some sacrifices were necessary to save the villagers.
One is to stick to one's own opinions and absolutely not sacrifice anyone!
With each side holding their own opinion, the meeting could only end in discord.
The fire hasn't died down yet, and if Ancestor Ma Yi goes there again, they'll probably start arguing again.
But when it comes to matters of life and death, how could the Old Ancestor in Hemp Robes care about such things? He gently shook off Old Wu's hand and said, "With Young Master Su here, even if that old rascal doesn't want to agree, he has to agree!"
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The night is long.
The torrential rain continued unabated.
The village chief of Changshou Village was kneeling devoutly in the main room, worshipping the ancestral tablet of the former village chief, muttering incantations.
"Dad, please bless our village so that it may be safe from danger."
"I hope the Wu family won't blame me; this is a decision we all made."
"Bless, bless—"
He muttered to himself and kowtowed again.
Just then, a dull knocking sound came from outside the courtyard.
Who is it so late?
The village chief pursed his lips, shouted something unhappily, and ran out of the yard with his umbrella.
Before he even opened the door, he heard that familiar yet jarring sound.
"I knew it was you!" The village chief pushed open the door and saw the old man in hemp clothes barging in with several people.
"What...what are you trying to do?"
The old patriarch in hemp robes crossed his arms and said with a serious expression, "I have already thought it through. In this matter, there is no need to offer any daughter to the Ksitigarbha Ghost King..."
"I will handle this myself!"
Hearing this, the village chief couldn't help but laugh out loud, saying with feigned difficulty, "Taoist Master, please don't play tricks on me anymore. You yourself said back then that this Ksitigarbha Ghost King is incredibly powerful! Even you, Taoist Master, are powerless against it..."
"Since you can't protect our villagers, what's wrong with us taking some initiative to develop our own coping strategies?"
As she spoke, she glanced at Su Feng beside her, then at Old Wu who had followed her in...
"Old Wu, you're joining in the fun too? Didn't we already agree on this today? We were going to have you go back and talk to your daughter, how did it turn into talking to the Taoist priest?"
Old Wu scratched his head, unsure how to respond.
“Village Chief, I know you care about everyone, but that's precisely why we can't abandon anyone, right?” The old man in hemp clothing stepped forward and continued, “I have a method now…”
Perhaps it was because he was a little emotional that his voice was a bit loud.
Before he could finish speaking, the village chief interrupted him.
"This is a decision made by everyone in our village! It's something we all agree on!" the village chief said matter-of-factly. "It's a serious matter, and you can't make the decision for us!"
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Chapter 206 A Difficult Decision! The Battle Is About to Begin
Just as Lao Wu had thought.
As soon as the old man in hemp clothing and the village chief met, they started arguing. Both of them were red-faced and it was hard to tell who was right.
But in reality, none of them were wrong, and what they all said made sense.
The problem lies in the fact that the two sides have little in common on matters of principle, leading to disagreements and such a major conflict.
"..."
Seeing the two arguing back and forth, Su Feng felt his head buzzing.
It seems that talking won't get the village chief, this old rascal, to accept it.
This is the only way...
Su Feng walked out of the courtyard and into the heavy rain.
His actions left the few people still inside the house somewhat puzzled.
"Young Master Su, what are you doing?" Old Ancestor in Hemp Robes followed to the door and asked curiously.
The village chief behind them squinted, looking at 06 with a puzzled expression.
But just then, a clap of thunder suddenly sounded overhead.
Rumbling--
As if it were about to blast the sky apart, a bright arc of electricity fell from the sky and headed straight for Su Feng!
Boom!
Countless electric sparks flashed, and in just a moment, they emitted a tremendous amount of energy.
The burst of powerful energy and the surging wind nearly overturned the entire main room.
The village chief exclaimed in surprise, feeling as if he were blinded by a gust of wind, and fell to the ground with a thud.
Even Uncle Nine and Ancestor Ma Yi, who were already mentally prepared, were shocked by Su Feng's sudden display of ability.
sizzle-
The lightning continued to spread.
On the ground and on the walls, countless sparks still boiled and sizzled...
"It's...it's actually the Refining God Realm!!"
The old patriarch in hemp clothing had his chin half open, and his eyeballs were almost bulging out of their sockets!
When he first met Su Feng, he knew that this young man's cultivation level must be very high...
However, he was initially unable to determine what level of attainment it was.
It's like peering at a skyscraper through a fog, unable to see its tip.
But now, the spiritual energy emanating from Su Feng instantly brought him to his senses.
It's the Refining Spirit Realm!
It is the highest realm that no cultivator can reach!
They can already be described as immortals and saints!
"Then, what is that?"
Compared to the shock and surprise of the Old Ancestor in Hemp Clothes and Uncle Nine, the village chief and Old Wu, who were sitting on the ground, were more frightened.
Inside the courtyard, Su Feng was bathed in lightning.
The electric currents, like tiny, winding snakes, enveloped his body, constantly spreading and climbing...
White smoke billowed, and the surging, powerful force rose and fell, expanding continuously.
An invisible sense of oppression made their legs go weak, and they couldn't stand up at all.
"Why argue about this matter..." Su Feng slowly waved his hand, gathering the lightning in his hand again.
It was like playing a game.
Boom!
Suddenly, thunder roared in the sky again! It was as if it had been summoned by some force.
Everyone shuddered, not daring to look away from Su Feng... and fearing that the serpentine lightning on the ground might crawl onto them.
But in an instant, the electric arcs and lightning disappeared, leaving only the lingering spiritual energy still gathering.