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- Once the Rejuvenation Curse falls, the effect is immediate.
The effect of the pure heart spell is stronger.
In the blink of an eye, they rose from the gloom and despair, filled with vitality and strong fighting spirit.
Together with a strong desire to survive, the body changes accordingly, and in conjunction with the rejuvenation mantra, the righteousness quickly drives away the dead heart.
The rejuvenation mantra has already taken effect in the body, and when it works as the supernatant mantra, the effect will be stronger and their confidence will be stronger. As a result, like a snowball, the righteousness is getting stronger and stronger, and the speed of exorcising evil is getting faster and faster.
Fifteen minutes later, Fakong released his handprints and opened his eyes.
Chu Xiang, who had wiped away his tears, was about to speak, but Fakong closed his eyes again, and cast the rejuvenation spell again.
This time, the Rejuvenation Curse fell on the armored soldiers around the camp, and they were all tainted with death energy.
As soon as the Rejuvenation Curse fell, they suddenly felt strange.
Dead energy entered the body, although it hadn't exploded yet, they still felt uncomfortable, originally thought it was affected by their mood.
Only then did Fakong let go of his hands and opened his eyes: "It's ok."
"I'm fine!"
"Hey, how good is it?"
"Oh my gosh!"
"God open your eyes, God open your eyes!"
"Woo woo, father and mother, I can do my filial piety to you again!"
Cheers came from one tent after another, and then gathered together one after another to form a huge sound.
Chu Xiang's eyes were piercing, looking at the tent excitedly, he suddenly stepped forward and pushed open the camp gate.
"My lord!" A burly middle-aged man hurriedly stepped forward and said, "You are a rich man, you can't go in!"
"Bastard talk!" Chu Xiang said angrily, "I want to see if my brothers can't do it? They're not so delicate!"
He pushed the middle-aged man away, stepped into the camp, opened a tent and went in, looking at the four people lying in the tent.
Seeing that each other's black spots disappeared, the four congratulated each other happily, with smiles all over their faces.
The ecstasy of climbing out of the abyss of despair and surviving death is one of the strongest and most violent emotions in the world.
Seeing Chu Xiang coming in, they saluted one after another: "My lord!"
Chu Xiang stepped forward to look at their faces, pulled off their sleeves rudely, looked at their arms, laughed and patted their shoulders: "Good boy, life is so good, take a life back!"
"Hey" They were overjoyed.
Since Chu Xiang said he was fine, he was really fine.
"My lord, we won't die, will we?"
"Hey, if you want to die, you can't die. A mere plague can't defeat our infantry division! Get out!"
"Aw¡ª¡ª!"
"Get out¡ª¡ª!"
They ran out of the tent cheering.
Chu Xiang's eye sockets were moist again.
These lads are all good. They stayed in the tent obediently after getting the plague, and none of them went crazy.
He walked out of the tent and shouted loudly: "You brats, come out for me, assemble!"
His voice was like a bell, resounding through every tent.
They could clearly hear Chu Xiang's voice, so they raised the curtain and saw Chu Xiang standing outside, so they rushed out one after another.
"My lord!"
"My lord, we won't die, will we?"
"My lord, are we alright?"
Chu Xiang raised his voice and shouted: "Boys, good luck to you, Master Fakong has come and healed you!"
Everyone immediately cheered.
Chu Xiang pointed to Fakong standing outside the camp, and said loudly: "This is Master Fakong who cast the Buddha's mantra just now, the abbot of the outer courtyard of King Kong Temple."
"Master Fakong?"
"So young, I really didn't expect"
"It wasn't an illusion just now. I thought I was confused and dreaming. It turned out to be the Buddha's mantra!"
"Is the Buddha's mantra so wonderful?"
"Are we saved by Buddhism?"
There was a buzz of discussion.
Fakong looked at the crowd calmly and quietly.
"Boys, don't you thank Master Fakong?!" Chu Xiang stopped drinking.
"Thank you Master Fakong!"
Everyone shouted loudly, clasping their palms together to salute.
Fakong smiled and returned the courtesy.
Chu Xiang hummed: "Not at all.before the corpse.
The great light mantra motivates.
The left palm forms mudra, and the right palm emits light, shining on the two corpses.
Two groups of souls turned into two groups of light and slowly emerged, turned into two little light men, paid a tithe to Fakong, and then turned into two white lights soaring into the sky.
More than a hundred people in the camp came out one after another and witnessed Fakong casting the Great Light Mantra, sending the remaining eight people to heaven.
"Amitabha!" Fakong finally titheed, and then titheed to everyone: "Congratulations to all benefactors, you will be freed from calamity."
"Everyone, this time, Master Fakong has given us great supernatural powers to save your lives with the Buddha's mantra. After returning, cherish the opportunity to live again and live like a human being!"
Everyone was silent, staring at Fakong.
Fakong smiled happily, turned around and walked out.
"Master Fakong!" someone called out.
Fakong stopped and looked over.
A thin old man saluted, as if he would be blown away by the wind at any time, he said tremblingly: "Will we relapse again?"
"It has been expelled and will not recur." Fakong shook his head and smiled.
He felt that the old man had given him two points of faith. Obviously he was a believer in the first place, so he made another seal and gave him a rejuvenation curse.
Under the Rejuvenation Curse, the old man's original problems were eliminated at once.
The trembling body straightened up suddenly, as if he was twenty years younger in an instant.
His eyes were wild, and he clasped his palms together: "Thank you Master Fakong, Amitabha!"
"Amitabha." Fakong Heshi smiled, turned and walked out of the camp, and came to Chu Xiang: "My lord, let's go to the camp over there to have a look."
"Okay." Chu Xiang nodded slowly.
He was numb to Fakong's Buddha mantra, no longer surprised, and led him to the endless camp.
"Master, even if the Buddha's mantra is as effective as a god, there are too many people, and I'm afraid you can't catch it You can't recite the Buddha's mantra for everyone, can you?"
Fakong pondered.
His thoughts raced, thinking about the solution.
According to what I saw before, these hundreds of thousands of people were all infected with this death energy, which was vague, and it hasn't happened yet.
If you don't come, none of them will be able to escape, and they will die cleanly. If you think about it, you will know how terrifying it is.
Even if he casts them one by one and has enough energy, it will probably take a while, and during this time they may explode together.
At that time, I may not be able to save myself.
Therefore, a faster method is needed.
"My lord, you send someone to give each of them a rejuvenation mantra, let them recite this mantra, and I will teach them how to recite it."
"Okay." Chu Xiang agreed without hesitation: "I'll send someone to fix it right away, and it can be done tonight."
"Tomorrow morning, after I have breakfast, I will come over and give them the Rejuvenation Curse."
"Very good." Chu Xiang nodded. </div> - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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