Taoist chanting

Chapter 243

Gao Yi, Yi Weishu, and Mo Qingyu, the three masters of the free world, restrained many monks in the sky and on the ground to give way to the young Taoist priests who practiced transcendence in advance, and urged them not to provoke those strange stone figurines who have awakened, otherwise how would they die? Do not know at all.

A few days ago, Zhang Wenfeng truthfully reported his discovery to the three adults guarding the stronghold.

The three also made some preparations in advance. They specially asked the talisman master to draw a batch of "Golden Rooster Announcing Dawn Talismans" to prevent the worst from happening.

There are records in this aspect in the ancient books: there are strange stone figurines in Guizai Ridge, which can transform Yin soldiers, and there is no resistance to encountering them.

In today's battle, I secretly invited a few monks from the Freedom Realm to hide them, in order to wipe out the many ghosts in Guizai Ridge that threaten the border security of the Da'an Dynasty, and also to prevent the Yaozu from making trouble at a critical moment. .

Everything is going well so far. To the surprise of the three of them, Zhang Wenfeng even awakened the Yin Terracotta Warriors that could not be hidden in Guizai Ridge. "Tao" law.

They speculated that it might be Bai Wuchang's instruction that Zhang Wenfeng could easily wake up and order the stone figurines to follow.

If the Yin Terracotta Warriors and Stone Warriors are sent away, everyone will be happy, and there is nothing good about it.

Since then, Guizailing has no more worries about ghosts.

In order not to disturb Zhang Guanzhu's practice, the three ordered to suspend the attack, retreated ten miles away and watched from the sidelines, maintaining the formation, and the Taoist monk who recited the scriptures blessed his vows.

As they retreated, the fierce ghosts forming a formation in Guizailing howled and showed off their power, with black energy surging, appearing to be invincible.

Zhang Wenfeng stepped on the mountain and recited scriptures non-stop, waking up the stone figurines to join along the way.

The sky was even more majestic, and the black air swirled and swept for several miles. His face was as usual, and his state of mind gradually became ethereal as nothing.

The five rows of stone figurines behind him moved forward, listening to the scriptures, and their shapes were slowly changing.

The clear head gradually became obvious, the hands, feet and body were separated, and the simple armor patterns appeared on the body, and he began to walk on his feet.

The five sense organs appear, more and more like a stone puppet, silently following the mountain.

There was a ghost array blocking the way ahead, Zhang Wenfeng sang and turned a blind eye, his actions at this time were almost out of physical instinct, and he didn't care who was in front at all.

Several groups of black shadows floated out from the ghost formation, and turned into animal shadows or human figures. They were a few second-level ghosts, and they rushed to salute the approaching queue.

The second-order earth ghost asked the Yin soldiers and stone puppets loudly in ghost language, whether they can help resist the attack of human monks?
For so many years, the existence of Yin soldiers is not a secret. They can stand firm in front of Yin soldiers by maintaining their self-cultivation, and they will not run away. They want to ask what happened.

The stone puppet was as silent as a forest, ignoring it, and just followed the chanter.

When the sound of Zhang Wenfeng's scriptures could affect the ghost formation blocking the way ahead, the black air in the sky had already collided with the ghost formation, causing chaos.

The stone puppet seemed to hate being disturbed, and more than twenty arms in the five rows in front waved at the same time.

Several second-order ghosts blocking the way and still waiting for an answer suddenly disappeared under a misty interlaced gray light. The ghost array collapsed and cut off half of it. vast.

Several ghost formations in various places quickly fled to the ground and disappeared without a trace, how dare they come to stop them.

Yin soldiers cross the border, avoiding it.

Zhang Wenfeng led the Yin soldiers without stopping, and walked straight to the middle of the mountain, which is the core area of ​​Guizai Ridge, full of ghosts, and the sun is not seen all year round.

Gao Yi, who was in the distance, witnessed this scene, and subconsciously wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The Yin soldiers who have existed here for an unknown number of years are famous for their viciousness, and they are even more powerful than the records in the ancient books. Fortunately, they did not offend them.

The entire Guizai Ridge became silent.

There was no ghost screaming, no ghostly fire running around, it was like a dead place.

About half an hour later, the young Taoist priest walked out of the black air with fluttering blue robes and incense sticks in his hands. The sound of chanting remained the same, and his face seemed to be coming and going as usual.

Behind them, the appearance of the Yin soldiers has changed drastically. They are all in black armor, covered in mist and faceless. They wear a black cloak behind their necks. They ride tall phantom ghost beasts and hold ghostly fire spears. They walk out of the dark ghostly atmosphere without sound. just follow.

Gao Yi's face changed suddenly, and the sound transmission shouted: "Go back, keep quiet! Don't stare!"

Such a team of Yin soldiers is too scary.

Even if it is more than ten miles away, it is still not safe. Who knows why there is such a frightening ghost soldier hiding in this place.

Yi Weishu and Mo Qingyu from the other two directions simultaneously ordered the monks to stay away.

Five groups of Yin soldiers and ghost riders followed the chanting silently, and came to a dark cliff in the north. When there was no way to go, Zhang Wenfeng suddenly woke up. He couldn't recognize a few characters in the ancient tadpole script, and thought to himself that this was the stone tablet that recorded the inscription.

There seemed to be some guidance in the dark, and he didn't have time to think about the reason at this time.

Leaping in the air and approaching the stone wall, with the index finger of his left hand, he drew a big, deep and fuzzy ghost gate.

Stepping back to the side, stretching out his hand to greet the ceremony, chanting endlessly.

He was also amazed at how much the Yin soldiers gathered along the way had changed. They were completely different from the stone figurines he had seen before. He had no fear in his heart, but was just curious about how such a majestic Yin soldier had been living in the world for so many years.
"brush!"

All the Yin soldiers raised their spears and raised their guns in a neat line.

Putting down the long spear again in a charging posture, leaping into the gate of ghosts one by one to escape into the realm of the underworld, the wind blowing up and whistling, the projection of the extremely huge hovering "Taisheng Terrace" in the sky gradually faded, and the dark clouds slowly dispersed in all directions open.

Silently counting, there were 52 Yin soldiers and ghost cavalry who rushed into the ghost gate.

It takes a very short time and there is no unnecessary sound throughout the process.

Except for the first time when a stone figurine communicated with him, from beginning to end, the Yin soldiers never had any conversations.

Seeing the empty and flickering ghost gate, Zhang Wenfeng stopped chanting, put the unburned soul-inducing incense on the ground in front of the stone wall, took out three stacks of paper money from the black bag, threw them around, and the flames flew around.

He didn't remember what happened afterwards, and where did the many ghosts attracted by the sutra go?

The huge black stone wall made a "cracking" sound, and those inscriptions seemed to be weathered, and a large piece of rock fell off, "cracking", the rock fell to the ground and was smashed to pieces, and the stone dust was flying up.

Zhang Wenfeng stepped back, waved his hand, and the ghost gate suddenly disappeared.

After ten breaths, he paused, and the ancient scroll of the Sea of ​​Knowledge "Tao Jing" finally changed, and the last line of the scriptures appeared in the darkness with the faint sound of scriptures:
"Mysterious and mysterious, the gate of all the shackles."

The halos of the eight characters circulate, and the rhyme is endless, which seems to contain infinite possibilities.

An unconcealable smile appeared on Zhang Wenfeng's face. After a lot of hard work, it finally paid off. This verse came too easily.

He explored with his spiritual sense, came into contact with the mysterious golden light script, and after a little comprehension, he realized that he had obtained a supernatural power called "Nourishing Vitality Curse". He frowned slightly. This is a healing auxiliary supernatural power, which can be used for monks and spiritual plants etc.

How to use it is still waiting for him to explore slowly.

The six verses in the first volume of "Tao Jing" are integrated and reflect each other. The timing is not right at this time. When he finds a quiet time, he will calm down and try to recite these six verses. Try to see what will happen. Variety?

Zhang Wenfeng, who was thinking about it, suddenly turned around, and he saw a black shadow floating in the sky more than ten feet away.

Judging from the aura revealed, it is a third-order ghost.

He drew his sword with a swipe, and his mind turned sharply. There is no magic altar here to rely on, and no companions to cooperate. It is a headache for him to face a ghost who is unknowingly touching him.

There are two faint green lights in the black shadow, staring at the Taoist priest who is facing an enemy, and making a low voice: "Daoist friend, give me the stone figurine 'Yin Soldier Talisman' on your waist, I will not make things difficult for you, let you go!" Go back safely and never break your promise."

The ghost image slowly elongated, and it was a tiger beast with black stripes and mottled patterns.

The shadow of the beast wrapped in the mist will jump out at any moment and choose to devour it, its aura is very fierce.

With his free left hand, Zhang Wenfeng touched a rough stone figurine tied around his left waist at some point, about the thickness of a finger, and a black thin rope was hung loosely around the neck of the stone figurine.

The group of Yin soldiers he sent away by chanting scriptures still left him with an item.

Rubbing a shallow and complex back-shaped rune pattern on the sole of the stone figurine's foot, there were slight fluctuations, which were transmitted through the touch of his fingertips, which made him recognize what the rune pattern meant, and he was slightly stunned.

"Substitute Ghost Talisman!"

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(End of this chapter)