Taoist chanting

Chapter 355 Luck is too bad
Stepping on the back of his foot, Zhang Wenfeng still stared at the spooky hall, scanning and identifying the female ghosts one by one, and said in a low voice: "Be careful, there may be something weird hidden in it, and you must not be deceived by the appearance." Confused, a group of filthy female ghosts whose bodies are all illusory, not worth seeing."

Fake, all fake, not even Pink Skull.

Holding the incense stick with one hand, he made an ancient ritual of exorcising ghosts towards the gate.

The fragrant mist floated in the door as he meditated on the scriptures, and the lively dancing scene inside quickly became chaotic.

Amidst the screams, the female ghosts turned into ghost aura and floated in the air of the hall, the pink lights turned into faint green, and there was no more glamorous scene.

"Why don't you come in again, Senior Sister, before I finish saving many ghosts and clean them up, so as not to stain your eyes,"

"No, we have the same blessings and share the same hardships, and I will protect the Dharma for the temple master."

Yue Anyan concealed his embarrassment with a serious expression and a smile.

She despises the Yin God very much in her heart, vulgar and obscene, no wonder she is just a jailer, even if she becomes a Yin God, she has no great prospects, it is estimated that the aura tide has spent time and energy on sensual pleasures these years, wasting soul power If it is too much, it will lead to low cultivation.

She walked into the hall following the footsteps of the temple master, feeling a little weird.

I have to watch the temple master save this group of ghosts who are forced to lose their shame. She can't have the slightest soft heart. She is determined not to allow the temple master to make mistakes. Cut off that kind of event.

Zhang Wenfeng held incense in his left hand to disperse many ghosts, and suddenly looked back, the door of the water prison hall behind him was suddenly closed.

Yue Anyan was startled, and hurriedly executed tactics to hit the blue-black door, and the white light rippled and disappeared.

Green will-o'-the-wisps appeared in the eyes of the ghost beast on the gate, as if mocking.

"Taoist boy, I don't care what your background is, you quickly let go of part of my ghost, we can still stay in the river, and you return to the world, and I will leave this place immediately, how about it?"

The voice of the Yin God resounded in the main hall, vague and uncertain, without a trace.

Zhang Wenfeng stuck three sticks of exorcising incense sticks on the black and hard ground, took out the shou shou bottle and held it in the palm of his left hand.

He also didn't expect that a second-order Yin God would have the ability to leave behind a ghost, and he didn't know if this guy was cautious or just out of habit?

His eyes slowly scanned the many ghosts who did not dare to howl, and the aura of several of them reached the second level.

His sword energy is restrained, and his yang energy is extremely strong. No ghost looking for death dares to come here.

He would not believe a word about the Yin God who occupies a favorable location.

Even if a covenant is signed, when he releases the imprisoned Yin God, he will be greeted immediately by unscrupulous attacks.

That guy deliberately said that he had picked up treasures, fragments of the water god's golden body, fragments of water god's golden gallbladder, etc. In fact, it might have been a plan to lure him to the water prison.

You can't underestimate the other party's brain just because the other party was just a cell boss before.

He didn't know enough about things like Shinto and Yin God, and suffered from his lack of knowledge, allowing Yin God to take advantage of the loopholes and get into the dangerous situation of entering the opponent's territory now.

"I can let go of your ghost, but how can you make me believe in your sincerity?"

"What kind of sincerity do you need? How about making the oath of the soul?"

The voice was erratic, and all the ghosts seemed to have been ordered to retreat into the darkness around the hall, leaving an open space in the middle, where the ghostly ghostly fire shone more and more bleakly and coldly.

Zhang Wenfeng simply stopped spending energy to find the trace of the other party, and said with a smile: "You don't even show your face, how can I believe in your soul oath?"

He has already confirmed one thing, he had a conversation with the Yin God in the battle and interrogation in the remnant hall of the Water Mansion, and he already knew all about the remaining ghosts in the Water Prison, waiting for them to come to the door.

There are advantages and disadvantages in everything, he suddenly had a calculation in his heart, and decided to treat him with his own way.

"Boy, don't go too far. My hiding place is exposed. I definitely can't stay in this place. I will be displaced in the future, and it will be uncomfortable to live under the fence. I promised to let you out, and I am sincere enough."

There was a hint of threat in Yinshen's words, and he seemed a little impatient.

Zhang Wenfeng nodded slightly, and said, "Actually, you don't need to leave." This was inexplicable.

While the consciousness was moving, the black energy imprisoned in the Shoumin bottle was instantly surrounded by blazing wood fire, roasting the ghost, the black energy was consumed violently, and a mournful howl sounded from inside the bottle.

Yinshen couldn't move, and was suffering from sudden pain, feeling very bad.

A slight wave suddenly appeared in the sky of the gloomy hall, and the sword energy was like a rainbow in the daytime, tearing through the gloomy darkness and slashing across, the ghosts hidden in the way twisted and scattered.

"Boom", an unreserved sword cut a black shadow out of its original shape, splitting in two.

In the direction of the sword's edge, ghosts and wolves howled.

"Boy looking for death!"

Yinshen screamed and separated and fled in a hurry.

The unreasonable and ruthless methods of the Taoist made him afraid. He was afraid from the bottom of his heart. He was afraid of being stunned, and he was afraid of dying. Wouldn't that guy be worried that he would not be able to get out after beheading him?

Yue Anyan also saw that some ghosts left in the water prison had no strength, and they were bluffing parallel importers.

She raised her hand and shot out a ray of sharp water light, "Chirp", as fast as lightning, piercing the small phantom fleeing to the right, the water light exploded with a "bang", blasting the phantom until only a little black air was left .

Almost at the same time, Zhang Wenfeng pointed the palm of his left hand at the phantom on the left, "thunder click", the cyan thunder that appeared out of thin air struck very precisely on the phantom who was almost invisible, and the phantom only had time to make a half sound Shouting, thunder flashes, and then disappears into ashes and smoke, dead can not die again.

Yue Anyan was taken aback, when did the temple master practice such a powerful thunder technique?
It seems to be three points better than Lu Zijin who specializes in Leifa.

She knew that the temple master had learned a kind of wooden thunder art, but it was rare to see the temple master practicing it, and he was busy in the fields every day, but Lu Zijin was diligent and hardworking. Apart from exercising his body, he was focused on practicing thunder art, with no other distractions.

The Guanzhu is really capable and proficient in everything, and people are more popular than others.

She has to hurry up and work hard to practice water art, and she will relax if she can't achieve a little bit of success.

The temple master is a mirror that can show light to others, and can reflect one's own slack and insufficiency.

Zhang Wenfeng was also very satisfied with his "Qingxiao Gathering Thunder Curse" supernatural power, he took the time to try it, this was the first time it was used in actual combat, and let this cunning Yin god try something new.

He stretched out his hand to catch the shou shou bottle that had just been thrown up, and his spiritual sense penetrated the restraint to look into the bottle, his face froze, and he secretly thought bitterly.

He and his senior sister killed the ghosts in the hall, and the ghosts of the ghosts burned and tortured by the wood fire in the bottle disappeared, and the thick black air flowed and was absorbed by the stone warrior talismans.

How could this be?Could it be that the two live and die together?

He is still waiting to keep the Yin God imprisoned in the bottle, and torture him to find a way to open the door.

Yue Anyan saw something was wrong and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Wenfeng smiled wryly, and said via voice transmission: "Accidentally killed the Yin God in the bottle, can you try again and see if you can open the gate of the Water Prison?"

Seeing that the temple master didn't seem to be joking, Yue Anyan hurriedly tried the formula a few times, shook his head and said, "The formula Yinshen taught earlier couldn't open the door, or he changed the way to activate the gate, what should I do now? Can I break it open?" door?"

She stared at the sarcasm statue on the gate, feeling upset for no reason.

She raised her hand and was about to cast a spell to give the ghost beast a ruthless blow. Her shoulders sank and she turned her head to look at the generous palm of the temple master pressing on her shoulder. A burst of subtle thoughts came from the palm of her hand. Go away, the altar is clear.

She was horrified, and unconsciously almost fell on the road, which dusted her heart.

This place is indeed worthy of being the water prison of the former dynasty. It is very evil and very unclean.

Quickly guard your mind and silently recite "The Curse of Calming and Exorcising Evil".

Zhang Wenfeng withdrew his palm, thought about taking out three sticks of incense and lit them again, muttering something in his mouth, he was surprised to find that this place was a small world of its own, and after the door was closed, it cut off the connection between him and the underworld like a forbidden island, his transcendence invalid.

He revealed the Nether Qi ring on his left index finger, and stretched out his hand to draw a square in the air.

The ghost energy was consumed, but the ghost gate did not appear as expected.

This time the trouble was serious, he and Yue Anyan were imprisoned in the Water Prison Secret Mansion and could not get out.

Don't expect the earth spirits to find such a hidden place and come to rescue them. More than [-] years ago, when the Da'an Dynasty was newly established, the country was at its peak, and there were so many masters.

He smiled wryly in his heart, this luck is too bad.

Could it be that Mo Ye rubbed his "light"?

I have encountered unlucky things when I went out to hunt for treasure one after another, and the twists and turns continued. It was bad luck.

Forced to be calm, he inserted the incense in his hand to the ground again, and shouted into the air: "You all, come here, if you can't count three, don't blame the poor Daoist for being ruthless and killing them directly!"

"One, two..."

With a whimper, the wind was miserable, and the ground five feet away in front of the two of them was crowded with black ghosts, showing vague human shapes, kneeling down in unison, and all the ghosts were scared out of their wits by the Taoist's previous sword and thunder technique.

Even the high-ranking Yin gods have been wiped out, let alone these little ghosts?

"My servant pays homage to the two immortal masters!"

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(End of this chapter)