White snake fairy in the world

Chapter 117

In the midst of the miasma, a woman's voice came: "Your Excellency, please hold your hand high and spare their lives."

Bai Jun paused, "Could it be that you are this peach blossom miasma blooming spirit demon?"

"Yes, that's right."

"They have committed a lot of evil, why should they spare their lives?" Bai Jun asked.

"They are also a group of poor people. They have lived for hundreds of years. They were sacrificed by the former mountain god and became this indifferent appearance. They can only survive by cannibalism."

Hearing this, Bai Jun sighed: "Although they can live, is the life of the white bones deserved?"

The woman's voice froze, "I have been cultivating in this deep mountain for thousands of years, and only by their company can I not die in this loneliness."

Bai Jun said lightly: "Since you have developed your spiritual wisdom and manifested yourself as a demon, then you should have the heart of cultivating the Tao. Loneliness and solitude are the constant moments of the Tao.

If you really feel that the deep mountains are unbearable, it is better to cultivate a positive fruit as soon as possible and walk in the world. "

It is not Baijun's opponent, no matter how good the order of reason is, strength is the right to decide everything.

Anyway, it's been hundreds of years, and the dead should have been reincarnated a few times, so it's better to use the waste, or else throwing it here is likely to be used by evil cultivators with evil intentions.

……

After Bai Jun finished speaking, he waved his nine-vine cane whip and sucked up the flesh and blood of the six half-demons, leaving only white bones.

Looking at the white bones, he had some thoughts in his mind.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and finally someone climbed to the front of the mountain temple, came to the incense burner and bowed to Wang Yuansheng: "See you, Master."

Zhao Yu raised his head, let the rain wet his face on purpose, then walked up the mountainside when no one was around, and only bowed three times and nine times in front of the temple gate, he smiled and said hello to the head of the temple.

In the rain, no matter how much he struggled, the broken incense would never rekindle.

Wang Yuansheng nodded with a smile, and Wang Weihe offered incense sticks again.

Bai Jun thought for a while, took out the bone fragments, and found an evil method called the ghost king of bones, using the bones of the dead for sacrifices, making a hundred bones a soldier, a thousand bones a general, and ten thousand bones a king.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yu said in disbelief: "Why can he not worship or kneel from the Yannan lineage? Has he not been eliminated?"

The man said happily, "Thank you Liu Zu for your mercy!"

On the long mountain road, some people walk fast, some people walk slowly, all the way to the main entrance of the mountain temple, where there is an incense burner. Rising from the furnace, slowly drifting towards the sky.

Zhao Yu was shocked when he heard this, bowed in front of the temple and said: "Liu Zu, this disciple has made a mistake, please show mercy and forgive me this time!"

Wang Yuansheng looked at the incense that was still burning in the rain, and said with a smile: "Get up, Liu Zu never blamed you."

All the big men who used to call the wind and rain in the minds of the people of Tianjun Kingdom reverently and devoutly worshiped every three steps, kowtowed every nine steps, and climbed the mountain on foot.

The drizzle in late spring, the gloomy sky is heavy, there is no thunder, only the breeze and rain, and the endless green hills in the distance stand quietly, like a huge monster watching in the rain.

He changed his face, and asked worriedly: "Paper, this..."

Also in this year, under the blessing of various beliefs and customs, Liuxian, Chumaxian, Tangkou, Liuxianhui, there was an additional sect in the world, named Liujiao.

At the same time, when Baijun sacrificed to refine the Bone Ghost King, far away at the foot of Mount Ji in Qinan Prefecture, there were rows of solemn and imposing white-clothed men.

These white bones have been piled up for hundreds of years, and they have become a place where Yin gathers. Many of the white bones are as shiny as jade, and they are already regarded as spiritual materials of the Yin attribute.

His son and disciple stood on both sides, holding sticks of incense sticks in their hands.

More than a hundred disciples climbed the mountain to worship their ancestors, but in the end only more than forty people stayed and entered the temple to worship the statue of Liuzu.

Wang Yuansheng just nodded, and his disciple Wang Weihe stepped forward and asked him to offer incense.

Although it looks bloody, it is an out-and-out evil method.

Beside him, his son Wang Weichuan stepped forward and said without humility: "Please pay respects to my uncle!"

Wang Yuansheng opened his eyes, nodded and said, "Thank you."

The rest of the halls that have not entered the temple will gradually lose their divine power within a few years, and the sacred snakes they made offerings will also leave.

In the rain, three sticks of incense were burning, and the green smoke curled up into the sky.

Use blood to worship Qiqi 49 days, with the help of the qi of the Taiyin and the yin of the earth's veins to condense, you can become the king of bone ghosts.

On the mountain road, many people were lazy and walked slowly, or they got up and walked up the mountain when they saw no one around.

The Yannan lineage would come back every three years to worship the old hall, and even sent out disciples to take care of other halls. Whether they were sincere or not, they could deceive people's hearts, but they couldn't hide it from the eyes of the gods. "

Wang Yuansheng said: "Liu Zu valued the heart, three bows and nine kowtows are just doing according to one's heart, it doesn't mean that you must respect the gods once you bow, and it doesn't mean you are disrespectful if you don't bow.

Today's mountain temple is closed to thank visitors, and there is not a single pilgrim on the bustling mountain road on weekdays.

He was still crying, and an old man came up slowly, and went straight to the incense burner without bowing three times and kowtowing nine times. He glanced at Zhao Yu who was still crying, shook his head, and then said hello to Zhang Shou.

Wang Yuansheng sighed: "Your lineage will no longer have a reputation, so enjoy the wealth and honor in this life."

But it's not too much for a monster to practice evil methods, right?
Bai Jun recited the mantra silently, strands of mana scattered on the bones, the sound of "creak~" was heard endlessly, and countless bones began to tremble.

Zhao Yu pretended to wipe the rain off his face as tears, lit the incense and put it in the incense burner, unexpectedly the three incense sticks went out in an instant, and a gust of wind blew across the middle and broke them.

The miasma of peach blossoms in the mountains finally dissipated.

He put the incense in the censer, and the censer was placed in the rain. He didn't dare to look at the incense, so he could only prostrate himself in front of the censer and refused to get up.

The disciple who came out first took the incense and said with tears in his eyes: "This disciple is not filial and has failed Liu Zu's entrustment."

People in white clothes respectfully descended from the foot of the mountain, knelt down, worshiped, stood up again, and prayed: "The unfilial disciple returns to apologize! I respectfully ask Liu Zu to punish me!"

If there is no strength, the white stones will lie in the valley and pile up like the bones below.

There is a bishop at the head of the church, three high priests, twelve angels, and hundreds of church members.

The main god of the religion is Nanhua Hushan God, also known as the Hushan Emperor, who is in charge of good and evil in the world, and discerns the sufferings of the world.

The doctrine is nature and goodness, all spirits coexist, preaching the harmonious coexistence of the world and nature, belief in nature, and the protection and blessing of all spirits.

Baijun's title has been elevated time and time again, no matter whether he has such a great ability to control the good and evil in the world, the title of the Great Emperor of Mountain Mountain has been spread very widely.

(End of this chapter)