Taoist chanting

Chapter 245 Successfully Captured Guizai Ridge

After drinking a gourd of clear water, he took out a bundle of special soul-inducing incense from the basket and spread it out. Hearing the sound of chanting scriptures and shouts of killing in the distance, Zhang Wenfeng lit the incense and chanted the scriptures again to perform the ceremony of salvation.

I heard from Gao Yi earlier that there are only two of the six fellows who set up forums like him before.

The other four, including the Dharma protector companions, all lost their lives because of the fierce ghost energy of the ghost.

Zhang Wenfeng was tireless, chanting scriptures without rest, using the scented mist and the sound of scriptures to attract scattered wandering spirits and ghosts, and gradually formed a grand spectacle of ghostly black mist circling the sky for hundreds of feet.

He only has four chances to open the ghost door, and he won't use them easily.

Then rely on the power of thought to bless and transcend, without rushing, slowly increase your perception of thought power and deepen your skill.

Every practice of transcendence is a rare practice for him, and he goes all out.

Since learning that the last ghost in Guizai Ridge had been wiped out, the three Freedom Realm masters adjusted their tactics, dispersed the team of Fading Monks to encircle and ferociously advance towards the main peak of Guizai Ridge, and the battle went very smoothly.

A few days ago, the scattered formations arranged by the monks of various teams in the wilderness wasteland and the outer circle of Guizai Ridge played a major role at this time, making the fleeing ghosts confined in this area layer by layer, and then It's daytime, and you can't escape beyond the wilderness.

Without the restraint of the ghost leader, many second-order earth ghosts were in a mess, fighting on their own.

Countless low-level ghosts have been dispelled and killed, and it is not safe to escape underground. The monks have means to force them out.

The second-level earth ghost of the battle of trapped beasts led groups of low-level ghosts, fleeing in a hurry, and occasionally escaped from the ground to attack the lonely monk team.

Attracted by the sound of chanting sutras, two groups of scattered ghosts discovered the transcendent cultivator on the top of the hill. Led by four second-order ghosts, they howled and pounced on the three people and one donkey.

Cen Sanlin stood on the top of the hill for several hours, listening to the battles everywhere, his hands were itchy.

At this moment, when he saw a large group of meritorious servicemen approaching him, his eyeballs gleamed, and his hand that drew his sword trembled with excitement. It was not easy, and he finally got some soup to drink.

Zhang Wenfeng pinched his left hand a few times, and the erected copper coins shone brightly one by one.

The four-headed ghost who broke into the nine-turn chain "King Kong Wall" and "Locking Ghost Formation" immediately felt that something was wrong.

Huge illusory mahogany wands suddenly appeared in the sky, shaking out numerous stick shadows, striking down from all directions, and the vigor and fire filled everywhere separated them unconsciously.

It was just a flurry of sticks, and the ghosts ran away with their heads in their hands.

For 800 years, the spirit peach wood beat ghosts, and the pain pierced the soul and body.

Zhang Wenfeng continued to chant scriptures non-stop. He absorbed the ghosts expelled from the formation into the air, accepted the baptism of incense mist scriptures, reduced the impact on the formation, separated and besieged the ghosts that fell to the ground, and continued to fight ghosts After chasing and beating them with sticks, they couldn't get out of trouble for a while, and waved their hands to signal Cen Sanlin and Yun Qiuhe who were eager to try.

The two rushed into the formation with their swords in hand, joined forces to encircle and beat them, and the killing was so addictive.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, four second-order soul stones were freshly obtained.

After packing up a batch, the two of them stood still in a fixed position and looked forward to it, hoping that some unscrupulous local ghosts would attack them soon, so Cen Sanlin just yelled "the scenery here is beautiful" to attract business.

"Old Cen, restrain yourself, you will scare the ghosts passing by."

Yun Qiuhe sounded a reminder.

Cen Sanlin quickly closed his mouth that was cracked from laughter, and said via voice transmission: "Is this okay?"

"You have too much evil spirit, sit down and recite the Heart Sutra to dispel your anger."

"..."

Before dusk came, the famous cracked ghost cave in Guizai Ridge was captured by monks. All the second-level ghosts were almost killed, and the ghost cave was suppressed with the ghost killing circle.

Even if there are individual fish that slip through the net, they can't escape the monks teaming up to clean up.

Zhang Wenfeng chanted sutras until almost midnight, and he didn't stop walking until there were no dim lights floating in the sky. He put the remaining incense into the full incense burner, and sat down.

Finally, the merits and virtues were complete, and the mission was successfully completed.

Another phantom of an ancient book appeared in the sea of ​​inner vision, with blurred writing hidden on it.

He felt strange, is this opening a new volume of scriptures?

He has accumulated a lot of merit this time, but there are only some phantoms of the scriptures. It seems that he can only do it slowly, and there is no rush.

Yun Qiuhe dug out another gourd of clear water from the donkey's carrying basket, and handed it to the quite tired Guanzhu Zhang, then found dry food, roast chicken, and a jar of wine, heated it up, put the food aside, and said, "Fill your stomach." , you have been busy all day from morning till night."

Cen Sanlin lit a torch again, stuck it on the rocky ground outside the formation, walked over and slapped open the wine jar, dug out three thick bowls and filled them up, laughed and said: "We have won a complete victory in this battle. Lao Song and the others said, let's stay here overnight, and we can go back tomorrow one after another."

Zhang Wenfeng drank some water, raised the wine bowl, touched the two bowls, took a sip, and asked, "How about the casualties on our side?"

"I heard that more than [-] fellow daoists were killed or injured. In a war, there will inevitably be a price for damage."

Cen Sanlin went down and drank half of the bowl in one gulp. When he turned around and saw the donkey sneaking around, he snatched away the whole jar of wine placed behind him. The bastard drank half of the jar in one gulp, and hurriedly shouted: "Hey, save some for us."

He already knew that Zhang Guanzhu's donkey was a big alcoholic, drinking almost every meal.

Yun Qiuhe said: "I've had enough of this bowl."

She disliked the saliva in the jar of wine that the donkey drank from, so how could she drink it down.

Zhang Wenfeng rinsed his hands with clean water, pulled a chicken leg, and said with a smile, "I've had enough wine too, Brother Cen, let's eat something to fill my stomach."

Cen Sanlin snatched the wine jar from the mouth of the donkey, filled his own bowl, and signaled to pour wine for Zhang Guanzhu, seeing Zhang Guanzhu covering the mouth of the bowl and refusing to let it go, he chuckled: "I'll have wine first, and I'll eat something later."

Yun Qiuhe unceremoniously took the chicken leg from Zhang Guanzhu's hand, and began to bite into it.

Zhang Wenfeng had no choice but to pull another chicken leg, and suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Didn't the third-rank monster of the Yaozu come over to have a look?"

He concentrates on chanting scriptures most of the time and has no time to care about others.

"Come here, I guess they want to see our jokes. I didn't expect us to take down the whole Guizai Ridge in one day. They can only stare. From now on, Guizai Ridge belongs to our Da'an Dynasty territory. The huge wilderness wasteland can Development and utilization, will no longer be threatened by little ghosts."

Cen Sanlin returned the remaining jar of wine to the donkey, and drank heartily from the bowl.

Although he did not rush to participate in this battle, according to his senior brother, he performed missions with Zhang Guanzhu, and he contributed a lot.

It's very cool to get the credit and get the benefits of the soul stone.

Three people and one donkey were eating, drinking and chatting, a group of people fell from the night sky, the leader was Gao Yi.

He hurriedly put down the wine bowl and food, stood up and saluted with fists.

Gao Yi waved his hand to signal that there is no need to be too polite, and said with a smile: "Zhang Daoyou, if there is nothing wrong with your Taoist temple, how about staying for a few more days and helping Guizailing's new base to defend for a few days?"

Zhang Wenfeng heard something else, it should be a good thing to distribute credit, and said: "This subordinate obeys orders!"

"Okay, it's settled like this, you can rest here for one night today, and you can move to the main peak of Guizai Ridge tomorrow."

Gao Yi led the people to continue to patrol, and there were fire lights and people's voices on many nearby hills.

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(End of this chapter)