Taoist chanting

Chapter 242 The Yin Soldier Takes the Way and Walks on the Mountain
Infinite black energy poured into the opened temporary ghost gate, and the impediment within hundreds of meters was immediately vented.

Zhang Wenfeng breathed a sigh of relief quietly. If it is blocked for a long time, it will break easily, but if it is smooth, it will pass.

The situation just now was extremely critical. Fortunately, he had the Nether Qi Ring to resolve it, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

He recited and chanted a piece of "Sutra of Rescuing Suffering" repeatedly, held incense and waved it, and swayed his steps to attract more ghosts from the sky and the ground. The abnormality has gone out of six.

There were four colleagues who were submerged under the impact of the sudden surge of ghost energy, and there was basically no possibility of survival.

There is a great risk in exceeding the limit, and the approach must be carried out with caution.

Sighing silently, the tone of voice did not change at all, and continued to chant the scriptures without stopping.

He guessed that there should be third-order ghosts secretly making troubles and fueling the flames, otherwise the wave of ghosts would not be as fierce as the rivers and lakes, he dared not relax in the slightest, and was ready to deal with the unbearable troublemakers showing up at any time.

The ghost gate in the air was uncertain, and under the impact of many ghost qi frenzy, it persisted for about half a word, and finally collapsed in the black air.

Zhang Wenfeng probably knew it in his mind. He calmly recited supernatural powers, and used incense mist to guide the sparsely populated low-level ghosts to the Netherworld. He still has five chances to open the ghost gate. Easy to use.

Yun Qiuhe and Cen Sanlin, including the donkey, who were standing still under the altar, relaxed at the same time.

The danger of the previous moment made them smell the deadly breath so close to their nostrils.

Fortunately, Zhang Guanzhu used means to defuse them invisible, letting them pass by the danger.

Listening to the high and low chanting, the hearts of the three were extraordinarily peaceful.

The donkey squinted his eyes and listened intently. He couldn't understand the meaning of the scriptures. What he figured out was the ethereal Tao rhyme contained in it.

Suddenly the donkey's fur flicked soberly, and he looked around but found nothing.

It looked up, and in the dark sky shrouded in black air, the dark clouds swirled to form huge circles of swirls, shining with dark flowing light, strangely like a deep one-eyed overlooking the world, eerie, just now Things made it palpitate.

He stepped on the ground, attracting the attention of Yun Qiuhe, who was a few feet away, and motioned to look up.

Yun Qiuhe glanced at the celestial phenomenon, but he didn't know what to explain, so he sent a voice transmission to Cen Sanlin.

Cen Sanlin raised his head to distinguish for a while, a little uncertain, and said via voice transmission: "It's very similar to the 'Palace of Rebirth' in the Nether Realm. According to ancient records, it also looks like a very scary giant eye in circles. The flow of light is said to be floating at the entrance of the human world and the underworld, how did it project into the sky?"

Yun Qiuhe hurriedly told Guanzhu Zhang, who was doing the chanting, about the situation through sound transmission.

Zhang Wenfeng glanced at it in time, nodded slightly, and signaled to the two of them not to worry, it should be the projection of the "Taiwan of Rebirth". Combining the various information he had, he guessed that Guizai Ridge was connected to the Terrace of Past Rebirth, but he didn't know that it was leading to the second stage. How many passages are there?

It must not be something wrong with the fifth Senluo Hall, otherwise Bai Wuchang wouldn't have to remind him so vaguely that this place is the passage to the underworld.

He swiped his left hand out and then cut down, making a gesture agreed in advance.

The two of them understood each other, turned their attention to their surroundings, each took charge of a direction, and guarded against possible new situations.

The black air coming from the surrounding hills became thicker, and in just a moment, it covered the surrounding hundred feet like a black night without fingers, and the vision in the sky was naturally invisible.

A silver thunder light burst out from the depths of the donkey's eyes. In an environment full of ghost aura, Yun Qiuhe and Yun Qiuhe, who had a higher level of cultivation, were good at it. It looked around and suddenly found that a rock twenty feet away had moved.

Its eyeballs widened suddenly, and all the hair on its body stood up abruptly.

The stone was shaken and pulled out from the ground, and slowly changed into roughly the shape of a person. The hands and feet were slightly rudimentary, and together with the body, it looked like a round figurine. The face was slightly concave and undulating, representing the facial features. Rougher than the crudest stone carvings, it looks weird.

The stone figurines wobbled and moved towards the altar, which was very strange.

"Guan... Guanzhu, there is really a strange stone figurine crawling out... How should we deal with it?"

The donkey is not very courageous about unknown things, and he is so frightened that he can't speak well.

Yun Qiuhe and Cen Sanlin also noticed the stone man who suddenly came back to life, and they drew their swords and watched closely.

They heard that Guanzhu Zhang had greeted them in advance a few days ago, that there were terracotta warriors and stone figurines in Guizai Ridge, but they didn't know where they were hidden among the many hills?I don't know how to wake it up.

Following the appearance of the stone figurine, several stone figurines of different shapes appeared sparsely on the nearby hills.

The biggest one is no more than three feet high, and the smallest one is only a palm high, and they come towards the altar.Note①

Instead of walking, they sway from side to side.

The many ghosts who had been baptized by the scriptures quietly surrounding the incense mist seemed to be greatly frightened and howled in panic.

The ghost screams quickly became a piece, the circling black air fell into chaos, and dots of dim light flew up into the sky, just like thieves who saw the officers and soldiers arresting them quickly, afraid to hide and dare not face them.

Yin soldiers in the underworld are different from lonely souls and wild ghosts. Killing them without reason will damage Yin virtue.

What's more, it's not sure who will kill whoever angers the Yin soldiers!
Yin soldiers never appear alone, but in groups, which can form a treacherous formation of Yin soldiers.

Zhang Wenfeng didn't expect that what he did would draw out Yin soldiers who hadn't been seen in Guizailing for many years.

These ghosts of the ancient battlefields of the Yin soldiers are different from the secular world. They were all great monks or demon cultivators during their lifetime.

It has existed for an unknown number of years.

Perhaps, the passage to the Rebirth Terrace was set up for them to guide them to the Nether Realm after waking up.

However, due to the change of dynasties and the frequent changes of borders in the world, this place has become a place where ghosts gather.

It further nourished the heyday of the Yin soldiers.

Zhang Wenfeng waved his hand to signal the two of them not to move around. He continued to chant scriptures and burned three sticks of incense again. Many ghosts and black energy floated at a very high place to remember, not daring to approach the ground ten feet away. His mind is almost in the new dark Bing Shiren body.

The first stone man reached the edge of the altar, raised his head and stared at the Taoist priest on the altar with his rough facial features.

Even if there is only a trace of Xiao Zha's aura left, it is no small matter.

Zhang Wenfeng felt the skin on his face was slightly cold and stinging, but his gaze was solid. It seemed that what he was facing was not a stone figurine, but a living person. He had the feeling of being stared at by an expert.

Immediately after the second, third... more stone figurines arrived and lined up behind the first stone figurine.

The distance between each stone figurine is about eight feet. Although the size and shape of the stone figurines are different, it looks funny, but the formation is very strict.

Xiao Zha's aura then gathered together.

Zhang Wenfeng's skin was cold and tingling, as if tens of thousands of needles had been added to his body.

He bit the bullet and performed an ancient ritual of worshiping ghosts with incense, chanting scriptures non-stop.

The mysterious and profound aura of invisible pity, peace, compassion, etc., radiates from him weakly in all directions through the power of thought.

The stone figurine observed for a while, hands and feet together with the body, bowed slightly, and stopped staring at the Taoist priest who was doing the chanting.

"...do the ritual of 'Borrowing Ways from Yin Soldiers'?"

Zhang Wenfeng understood the other party's appeal, it was a very peculiar way of communicating with mental fluctuations.

After listening for a moment, he thought about it and nodded slightly in agreement.

Sure enough, Guizai Ridge exists because of these long-standing Yin soldiers. Whether it is witch cultivators, demon cultivators, or Taoist cultivators, the several conquests and campaigns in the past were all abandoned due to too much loss. Some things were kept secret, and most of the truth was lost in time. in the dust.

What he has to do now is to wake up all the Yin soldiers and help them go to the fifth hall of the underworld, so as to end the historical problems left over from before.

They are a group of forgotten ghost soldiers who have been imprisoned in this world for an unknown number of years.

Disasters are bound to happen for a long time, and even the ghosts of the underworld are unwilling to set foot here easily.

If it really angered the ghost soldiers in Guizai Ridge, the price to be paid would be so high that no force would be able to bear it.

Looking back, Zhang Wenfeng told Yun, Cen, and the donkey to wait here with gestures and eyes, not to go out of the range of the magic circle he set up. He stepped down from the altar, took a bundle of soul-inducing incense from the donkey's carrying basket, and tied it on his back. Stepping on the swaying footwork, he walked from north to south.

Behind him were more than a dozen stone figurines of different sizes, staggering and following each step.

If he didn't agree, he couldn't do it, he and his companions had no way to get out, these Yin soldiers obviously believed that he could do it.

Wherever he went, the black air in the sky followed him like a shadow.

More and more ghosts were summoned by his chanting and incense. From time to time, some ghosts were induced to enter the Netherworld, but they still couldn't catch up with the momentum of gathering.

It is mighty and mighty, forming a strange and majestic scene.

The black air in the sky is thick and tidal, and the Taoist priests on the ground walk on the mountain holding incense, and the sound of chanting scriptures is like a song.

The more spectacular formation of stone figurines followed the Taoist priests up and down the mountains, ignoring the fierce battle ahead.

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Note ①: The story of Guizailing is based on the "Mystery of the Millennium Stone Statue of Guizailing" in Tianguangdong Village, Dao County, Yongzhou, Hunan. If you are interested, you can search for it.

Another: The previous stories all have sources.

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