Taoist chanting

Chapter 860
"Don't go, don't go, stay and talk to the old man."

You Mengzhang is more cunning than the old ghost, he had been prepared for a long time, he smiled and stretched out his hand to keep him, the ghost figure that disappeared reappeared in the air, only deviated by seven or eight feet.

The old man was wrapped in two strands of black light. He struggled a few times in embarrassment. Seeing the black light was like maggots on the tarsus, he couldn't get rid of it for a while. Shangxian, please also accept the supernatural powers, and let the little old man speak slowly."

"That's right, don't toast or eat fine wine, the old man has a good temper now."

Yumengchang can't deal with fifth-order weapon spirits, and it's more than enough to deal with an old ghost with a slightly worse cultivation base than him. His supernatural ability originally restrains ghosts, and he can feed on ghosts and demons. The light disappeared.

Let's see what kind of tricks the old ghost is playing with him?
Zhang Wenfeng looked at it with a smile, and didn't make a sound to disturb You Lao's Yaxing. The old man is a very strange and rare existence. Not only does he have a deeply hidden mountain god's incense on him, but also a trace of hidden merit. Merit canopy, it is difficult to detect abnormalities.

He was guessing how the old ghost did it?

Is it because he accumulated countless sinful virtues when he was a mountain god, or did he gain recognition for his great achievements in this secret realm?
The old man slowly tidied up his messy robe and hair bun, and suddenly a small drum appeared in his hand. There was a protruding human face on the black drum, and a small and ancient dragon was carved on the drum body, as if wriggling and hovering, and the scales emitted black light.

The strange human face on the drum suddenly opened its dark eyes.

"Boom" sounded a dull drum, and the mountains rustled.

You Mengchang's phantom was fixed by an invisible light from those eyes, and it immediately turned into nothing, leaving no black energy left.

Zhang Wenfeng was taken aback. What the other party took out was a small heaven and earth heavy weapon. What was even more weird was that it could be proficiently driven by its fourth-order cultivation base. A bronze brilliance appeared on his body to protect him, as if he had been slammed into it by an invisible giant force. After a while, the blue light flashed, and it drifted back into the air involuntarily, reciting scriptures silently, washing away the influence of another gloomy light emitted by those eyes.

"Candle Yin Drum...Stop!"

Yumengchang's surprised cry came from the air.

He was worried that the temple master would make a move. Even though the old ghost's cultivation base was only fourth level, but with Xiaotiandi's heavy weapon in his hand, and his good luck, it would be impossible to kill him easily. He didn't want to have a falling out with the old ghost.

Almost at the same time, Chen Qingqiao, who was frowning and muttering "Mo Shu, Mountain God" in the distance, saw the black snare drum appearing in the old man's hand, and shouted with a sudden look on his face: "Stop! My own people."

Lu Zijin next to him hiccupped, and Gui Fudo looked at each other, watching Chen Qingqiao charge over there.

How could this ghostly place involve its own people?
The two monsters suspected that the gentle-looking and honest old Chen wanted to deceive the old ghost?He pretended too much, and Lao Chen and the cunning old man You cooperated in order to deal with the old ghost without any bloodshed.

They are their own.

A bronze fish-patterned talisman appeared in Zhang Wenfeng's hand. He was not going to use swordsmanship and the mantra of the Liujia Secret Blessing Curse. It was too powerful and would definitely hurt people. He wanted to use the fish-patterned talisman to frighten the old man holding a human-faced drum. The other party caught up and questioned again.

He was very surprised when he heard the two yelling at the same time, why did the old ghost become his own?

A thick, pitch-black ghost aura rushed out from below, wrapping the old man who looked back in doubt, and quickly rolled towards the canyon. There were waves of ghostly howls from the valley bottom, forming a unique resonance, as if trying to intimidate The foreign monk above.

A black light spread from the valley to the foot of the mountain, and quickly spread in all directions, activating a certain formation of the mountain.

"Wait, I'm... Fu Quan!"

Chen Qingqiao flew over, shouted loudly, dancing and gesticulating a few weird formulas.

The black air falling towards the bottom of the valley stopped suddenly, and the old man with a vague face floated out of the black air with a black snare drum in his hand. He raised his head to look at Chen Qingqiao who was slowly approaching, and suddenly asked a question in a strange language.

Chen Qingqiao stammered: "I... I have forgotten a lot of past events... Wait, let me think about it."

It's been too long since he searched for the memory fragments he had forgotten. He didn't want the past life of the remnant soul to affect his practice in this life. Except for the skills and spiritual powers and practice experience, he rarely actively touched them. He planned to advance to the sixth level. To completely clear away the remnants of the remnant soul, it was the name and the black small drum that touched the strings in his heart and made him inexplicably excited. This is the hometown of the remnant soul from the previous life.

The images of long-term memories flowed intermittently, and he fell into deep thought.

The old ghost named Mo Shu caressed the black drum on the face, and waited quietly, without disturbing the young Taoist priest who was more than a hundred feet away.

The black light spreading from the foot of the mountain for more than ten miles stopped, and the howling of ghosts at the bottom of the valley also stopped.

The phantom of You Mengchang appeared beside Guanzhu Zhang who was two miles away, and he said via voice transmission: "That old ghost is the Shuling mountain god, and the last protector of this secret realm, but he is not the one I know. I have misjudged him. That old guy who was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger made a fool of himself with a candle."

He deduced a lot of useful information from what he observed and said to the old ghost.

Zhang Wenfeng noticed that You Lao was in a much lighter mood, so he asked through sound transmission, "Mo Shu knows how to get out?"

"As the protector, the old ghost is in charge of the Candle Yin Drum. He gathers all the dead souls and spends time creating a ghost domain. He is not full of food. There is a very slim chance of reincarnation, and the merits in his body are also derived from this, he is a guy with great perseverance worthy of admiration."

It's rare for You Mengchang to say good things about a person, and he usually ignores, slanders, and is acrimonious.

Complimenting Lu Zijin as Lord Donkey is nothing more than teasing each other.

Zhang Wenfeng understood, You Lao wanted to cooperate with the asylum here, and said via voice transmission: "Chen Guanzhu's previous life is similar to this place, which is good news."

"Yes, it was a surprise. The old man just sent some words to Chen Guanzhu, asking him to find a way to win the trust of the old ghost. It is good for everyone to be able to cooperate with each other. Tens of thousands of living and dead souls, guarding against weapon spirits changing and murdering, can do anything."

You Mengchang waved his hands at Luzijin and Guifu who were slowly flying towards him, signaling to the two demons to watch the fun from a distance, and don't come over to make the old ghost feel pressured.

In extraordinary times, there is one more way and one more way to survive.

Chen Guanzhu, who was at the bottom, communicated with the old man with stumbling and weird language, and gestures. After a long while, he cupped his hands in the air to reassure the watching people, and then stretched out his hand to greet the old man, chatting and laughing with the old man. I went to the bottom of the deep valley.

"That's it!"

You Meng said with a voice transmission.

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(End of this chapter)