Taoist chanting

Chapter 76 Late Clearing Portal

Zhang Wenfeng didn't plan to kill the old ghost originally, he was going to drive the captured old ghost into the Nether Realm in exchange for the invisible and intangible merits.

He had previously opened the ghost collection channel, and had taken away about one or two hundred remnants of wandering ghosts, and gained a lot of benefits.

Although there is no trace of merit, he earns too much at one time.

He can still perceive that he is a little different, his mind is calm, his whole body is transparent, and even the handwriting on the illusory ancient book in the sea of ​​consciousness is one or two points clear, he can really feel it.

The old ghost caught in his hand, I don't know how many evils he has done before and after his death. Can he get a lot of merit by breaking into the Nether Realm?

Hearing that the other party turned out to be a Taoist priest, he was secretly surprised.

Wouldn't it be so coincidental?

By checking the documentary records left by the previous watchers of Xianlingguan, he found that the third watcher disappeared for no reason.

The mysterious missing classics, books, and spirit stones in the secret room should be related to it. Fortunately, the inheritance of the fairy temple has not been cut off.

He had already switched the medicine candle to his right hand, and his left index finger was slightly relaxed, waiting to be questioned.

Suddenly, he felt a flower in front of him, and he seemed to be in a fire cave, and the red and bright fires swept in everywhere.

"Illusion!"

Zhang Wenfeng knew that he was caught in the trick of the old ghost that distracted him, and shouted: "Lei, hit!"

He grabbed it hard with his fingers and pinched a cold and hard object.

For the real illusion that the skin is burning and the hair is burning, he has a way to break it, keep his mind clear, silently recite the Qingxin formula in his mouth, and regain his sobriety in the blink of an eye.

The fire came suddenly and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

A flash of light flashed across his mind.

He seems to have grasped a bit of illusion, the time is too short to spend time thinking about it carefully, and there is still the serious business of killing the old ghost.

I caught a glimpse of a lightning strike outside Zhang Xu that hit a thin black shadow, causing the shadow to scream and fall to the ground.

At some point in his left hand, he was holding a rock, which was shattered by him, but after seeing the donkey release the lightning, he quickly turned his huge butt, and his two hind hooves kicked his chest in series.

Zhang Wenfeng tapped lightly at his feet, dodged into the slanted thorn first, and shouted, "Get out of the way!"

I saw that black zombie came late, and opened his mouth to squirt, obviously receiving the old ghost's order to attack him who had fallen into illusion with corpse poison.

The two hind hooves of the donkey were missed, and he jumped forward with the force of his bouncing.

It just saw that the spectator was caught in the old ghost's plot. After hitting the fleeing old ghost with thunder, it realized that the black zombie was going to attack the trance spectator. In a desperate situation, it could only use its hoof to kick the spectator away.

Fortunately, Guan Zhu woke up in a moment and shouted, "Don't let the old ghost go!"

In a hurry, it couldn't release the second lightning strike.

Thunderclap has great killing power, and the casting speed is relatively slow, and it can't release it at will.

There are not many candles left in Zhang Wenfeng's right hand, and he does not know when to go out.

He threw the candle and the gravel he was holding in his left hand, drew his sword with a "sho" sound, and was like a spirit ape. He leaped and stabbed a thunderbolt. On the ground struggling to escape, only a large group of Haiwan was left. Black fog.

"Forgive me, you and I are fellow immortals..."

"die!"

Zhang Wenfeng's eyes were indifferent, his sword pierced into the black mist, Yuan Qi broke out and twisted violently.

The old ghost was hit hard, how could he be able to resist it, completely lost his soul, and even lost the opportunity to enter the Nether Realm.

The black mist disintegrated, turned into streaks of Yin Qi floating and sank to the ground, born here and returned here.

"Bang", the black zombie that lost control fell on the gravel slope, rolled down a few times, was blocked by the remaining bushes, and the faint fire in the eye socket went out.

On Zhang Wenfeng's face, there was no joy in destroying ghosts.

Without merit, the merit gained from killing ghosts is certainly much less than catching ghosts alive and throwing them into the underworld.

He is cleaning the door for the Xuanmu Master of Xianlingguan, and he is not worthy of joy, and his heart is a little heavy.

As the old ghost begged for mercy and called out the word "Fairy Spirit Temple", he was fully aware of the old ghost's heel, that is, the third generation master of the Fairy Spirit Temple who once took away the spiritual energy stone of the secret room and some classic books, and perhaps also took Some magic tools were taken.

The old ghost had already recognized his identity through his swordsmanship and the green bamboo sword in his hand.

At a critical juncture, the old ghost deliberately called himself a "Xianlingguan Taoist priest", making him stunned and relaxed, taking advantage of the opportunity, using ghost magic to plot and escape, trying to make the less flexible corpse puppet spray corpse poison Turn things around.

I just didn't expect that he also has a donkey companion, not ordinary as it looks on the surface, who can release Leifa to help.

Of course, he never expected that he would have a way to wake up from the illusion so quickly.

The agency was too smart to calculate, and it wasted Qingqing's life.

He sighed silently in his heart, in order to survive the period of spiritual decline and seek longevity, he turned himself into a ghost, and did everything possible to create a corpse-raising puppet in a gathering yin, trap the ghost for nourishment, and kill people.

It is very likely that some floating corpses in the water are the work of old ghosts.

In the end it ended up like this, which is sad, but not pitiful!
This secret, let's just let it pass in disgrace.

The donkey saw that Guanzhu's face was not good-looking, so he leaned forward and glanced at the foot of the mountain that was not moving, and reminded: "Watcher, quickly light the candle, and be careful not to be poisoned by the fragrance of flowers!"

Zhang Wenfeng shook his head and said: "It's okay, the ecstasy flower has withered, the yin qi has subsided, the fragrance of the flower won't last long, and it won't affect us anymore."

For him, it is not affected by the fragrance of flowers, and he can break the Taoism by reciting the scriptures silently.

He lit the candle with the special wick, thinking more about the donkey, lest there should be an accident.

Of course, he also wanted to confuse the old ghost on the top of the mountain, so he deliberately protected the candlelight carefully.

The old ghost deliberately put out the candle in his hand, but it didn't work.

The donkey spit out the drug residue in its mouth. Not to mention, the more chewed this thing, the more aftertaste it has, and the mouth is full of freshness.

Zhang Wenfeng smiled, "Look at it."

He didn't search for the black zombie that fell to the ground. That guy had black hair and no strands, and there was no way he could hide fruit on his body.

I didn't cut off the shriveled head of the black zombie with the sword in my hand. It's no use, the old ghost died, and the remaining corpse became an ownerless thing, which can be used for credit.

He wouldn't learn magic manipulation for the sake of a corpse puppet.

There is an inheritance of the Immortal Spirit View, which is enough for him to practice.

Sometimes because of greed, one step is wrong, and in the end, the greed can't go back.

Furthermore, corpse puppets need to be nourished by gathering yin, and not everyone can control them.

There is a donkey, a companion who can ride, call, and obedient, enough for him to walk the rivers and lakes.

He walks the right path, and stability is fast.

Take out a folded oilcloth thin bag from the donkey's back, put the black zombie on the donkey's back.

One person and one donkey descended to the foot of the mountain, and the battle below was wild and tragic, beyond their expectations.

There were scratches and potholes left everywhere, rocks shattered and splashed, and trees fell down countless times. On a rock on the hillside, I saw a strange-looking, thin monkey with round eyes and a hole in the chest and abdomen.

There was a mess all over the place, and there were two kinds of animal hairs mixed in the blood on the ground.

"Water Monkey!"

Zhang Wenfeng recognized at a glance the origin of the monkey whose coat was blue and black with water-stained luster and claws as sharp as rakes.

It is not much different from the image recorded in the classics. This kind of water monster becomes a monster, which is a scourge of the waters in this area, and it is extremely difficult to capture and destroy.

It seems that he inadvertently picked up a lot of credit.

After carefully testing the breath of the water monkey, he took out an oilcloth bag and put the water monkey on the donkey's back.

There was a line of blood on the rocky ground, and it went to the southeast of the foot of the mountain.

Zhang Wenfeng and the donkey looked at each other and smiled, the two demons really lost both sides of the fight, half a catty.

"Ah uh... hurry up, I have opened my mouth, no matter if it's good or bad, it's all in the light, maybe I can grab a fruit."

The donkey was very proud, rushing ahead with a donkey and chasing it.

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(End of this chapter)