Taoist chanting

Chapter 97 Trapped in a tight siege (thanks to the blessing of the leader of "Love from Uncle")
"It's not easy to read your cultivation. I advise you not to be stubborn, obediently submit, accept the precepts of Taoism, and retain the opportunity to seek your own Taoism in the future, so as to avoid the destruction of your body and the suffering of rootlessness."

Yun Qiuhe warned with righteous words and gestured, and someone below made a sharp whistle.

The two who "admonished" the villagers over there quickly drew their swords and retreated here on alert.

Wu Youde and Che Sheng were so busy that they were covered in dust and grass juice, and they hadn't finished cleaning the fire zone. Hearing the call, they hurriedly handed over hands with Master Zhang to confess their crimes, and rushed over there to line up.

The Yuan Qi in Zhang Wenfeng's body recovered to a seven-seven-percent degree, he was carefully examining the existence of the vocalizations, and the voices did not look like the three-foot-tall poplar sprite, nor the thin and tall willow tree woman.

Didn't the classics say, "Did the spirits grow naturally within a few decades at the beginning of the aura tide, and it is difficult for them to develop wisdom?"

Why do novel varieties appear one after another?

In this small wilderness mud lake, I met another sprite with high morals.

The ethereal voice is filled with demagogic subtle magic energy.

Wu Youde, Che Sheng, and the others, law-enforcing pawns with acquired cultivation and engraved seal-carved rune tokens, more or less, also have one or two low-grade magic weapons that have been edified by incense, which will not be affected for the time being. But those villagers bowed down one by one like an evil spirit, shouting endlessly.

He pinched a worry-free formula with his left hand, and approached Yun Qiuhe lightly.

This newly emerged evil can affect the minds of mortals on a large scale, so it should not be underestimated.

"The ignorant and ignorant Daomen ass, the heaven and earth are all spiritual, and can be slaughtered by you? Dare to be called big in front of this seat, today this seat will teach you a lesson, let you know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is. ."

As the voice rhythmically came from east to west in the air.

All the more than a hundred kneeling men, women, and adults got up one by one, holding hoes, sticks, shovels, and even branches, stones, mud, etc., staring at their eyes, and their faces were distorted.

It seems that they do not share a great hatred with the group of Daolu Branch, and they are surrounded by them step by step.

Yun Qiuhe jumped down from the tree and shouted, "Arrangement, seven-star fission fighting formation!"

Two by two, law enforcement officers with swords moved quickly, and they formed an uneven formation behind her.

She couldn't really take action against more than [-] mortals who were controlled by sorcery, and beheaded them mercilessly. The difficulty of the matter was beyond her expectations. She would arrange her men to ensure that they would not be controlled by that evil thing.

Then I saw the grass in the tomb, stretching out one by one withered bone claws.

The sun was obscured by the rising smoke, making the sky in this area gloomy and gloomy, and there were faint and shrill ghost howls in the air.

"This is your 'everything in the world has a spirituality'? I'm bah, say one thing and do another, control the minds of mortals, let them die, disturb the undead, even after they die, how dare you talk to me about nonsense ? You, an evil creature, are not necessarily so clever."

Yun Qiuhe sneered and scolded, and communicated with Zhang Wenfeng:

"Zhang Guanzhu, can you see what this evil thing is doing? How can I see that it is not using a savage method?"

Zhang Wenfeng was near the array, looking at the crowd who were slowly approaching losing their minds, shaking his head slowly, and said via voice transmission:

"It's really not the magic trick of sprites. These people may have been affected by evil things for a long time. Judging from their behavior of kneeling and bowing excitedly when they heard the sound, maybe they set up a tablet of evil things at home and worshipped them for a long time."

After being reminded, Yun Qiuhe's mind changed, and he suddenly thought of a possibility.

"You mean... lecherous sacrifice to the evil way?"

Zhang Wenfeng nodded slowly, and said via voice transmission: "I'm afraid it is. Look at the tomb, which occupies a large area. There are new and old tombs in it, but there is only a weedy path through it, and even the weeds growing on the tomb There are not many hanging papers and incense candles left in the grass, which is not in line with filial piety, but it is a bit deliberate."

Yun Qiuhe looked at the crowd that was getting closer and closer, and the dead bones and claws surrounding him from the west, but he remained calm, and asked by voice transmission, "Is there any way to get rid of the sorcery of prostitution? ... These people are so troublesome. "

She and the people from the Daolu Branch can use Daoist methods to awaken some lost villagers, but they can only cure the symptoms and not the root cause.

Those people have suffered from the evil ways.

Killing is definitely not killing.

If she dares to order a quick knife to cut the mess and directly kill it, it will go against the Dao of her cultivation, and there will be problems in her state of mind.

In just a moment, in other directions farther away, more dead bones of animals emerged from the grass on the ground, all of which were surrounded by this side. If you look around, there are dead bones moving everywhere, standing like trees.

They fell into a strange and dangerous place.

The wind was blowing, and the sky was getting darker.

The strange ghost howls seemed to come from the underworld, faint and desolate, disturbing the soul.

The faces of the people behind Yun Qiuhe changed, and some were at a loss.

Zhang Wenfeng quickly thought about a way to do it. He flipped through the book "Evil Spirits and Spirits of the Mountain and Strange Stories" today, and read some records about prostitution and evil ways, but did not study it too closely.

The matter was urgent. After calmly observing, he looked at the sky again, sighed in his heart, and gave it a try.

"Don't worry, I'll try another method!"

Hearing Zhang Guanzhu's voice transmission, Yun Qiuhe quietly took a talisman that he took out from his sleeve with his left hand, and hurriedly said, "How do you need to cooperate, do you speak?"

If it was really a last resort, she would also order the massacre.

The life of an ignorant mortal is life, but the life of her and her subordinates is not life?

She was just worried about killing mortals in the middle of the plot of the evil priest. She remembered that the adulterous priest originally had the sorcery of blood sacrifice, which can greatly increase the power of the sorcery.

Fortunately, it is broad daylight now, even if the sun is covered, the evil ways of worshiping and worshiping are still restrained a lot.

She has already noticed that this place is restricted by some kind of evil formation, and she has no way of notifying the chief Wu in the city to come to meet him for a while.

"Protect me! I need to recite scriptures and cast spells."

After Zhang Wenfeng finished speaking, he clasped his fists with both hands, and bowed to the east, south, west, and north, respectively.

After getting up, with a solemn expression on his face and a strange tone in his mouth, he vaguely recited "Tai Shang Dong Xuan Ling Bao Tian Zun said the wonderful scripture of saving suffering and exorcising sin":
"At that time, the God of Rescue Suffering filled the realms of the ten directions. He often rescued all sentient beings with his mighty and divine power. He was able to escape from being lost, and all sentient beings did not realize it, just like seeing the sun and the moon blindly. ..."

As he recited the scriptures, the cries of ghosts in the surrounding yin wind became more and more obvious, and the chill suddenly rose.

On the ground, whether it was human bones or beast bones, all fell into sluggishness.

Zhang Wenfeng walked under his feet to cross the souls of the dead.

Although he used the language of the previous life, the Taoist practice is divided into many secret language sects, and each has its own inheritance.

Of course, he still took some risks, and at this time his life was at stake, and he couldn't care less.

Yun Qiuhe saw that the effect of the method was remarkable. With a smile on his face and a wave of his hand, the battle was centered on Zhang Guanzhu, and he advanced and retreated with Zhang Guanzhu's footsteps.

The voice sounded in the air: "Smelly Taoist priest, you dare to destroy my good deeds, I will sacrifice you to the spirit."

As if Zhang Wenfeng didn't hear it, he stretched out his left index finger and swiped towards the north sky.

A square, deep and vague ghost gate appeared in the gloomy sky.

The people who guarded him were terrified and did not dare to look at the deep passage that seemed to be able to absorb people's souls.

Yun Qiuhe has always been very courageous, and did not dare to look at it more.

In addition to admiration for Zhang Guanzhu's methods, he gained a new understanding.

Zhang Wenfeng backed away slowly to the place where the fire had just been fired, chanting the scriptures in his mouth non-stop, and waving his right hand in a complicated etiquette to invite all ghosts to enter the Netherland.

This is the second time to invite a ghost, and he feels that he can hold on for a while longer than the last time.

Maybe practice makes perfect?
Or maybe it was the effect of earning merit last time?
The gloomy wind whistled, and little green ghost fires rose from the ground, and they all threw themselves into the vague ghost gates that were extremely tempting to all ghosts.

"You... who are you? Why can you open the ghost gate to communicate with the underworld?"

There was a tinge of trembling and panic in that voice.

This method is too scary!

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(End of this chapter)