Taoist Master: I have a strange world

Chapter 120: Set up the hell of wind and fire, burn the evil spirits in the river, and summon the Yin soldiers to come!

A shadow, as the night falls, quickly comes from the river, covering the entire Linjiang City.

The city has completely quieted down, without any sound.

All the doors and windows were tightly closed. Zhang Ling stood on the wall of the Wei family's house, as if he was the only one left in the entire city.

And a shadow came quickly.

Zhang Ling's eyes were wide open, but he saw that this shadow was somewhat familiar.

There is both the light of the water and the aura of the netherworld.

It was the same breath of the underworld that Zhang Ling felt after opening the door of Yin and Yang.

"Could it be that when it gets dark, this city will overlap with a certain place in the underworld? Is the so-called evil ghost in the river coming ashore?"

Zhang Ling had this guess in his mind.

But he didn't have time to confirm this guess, because the shadow covered it very quickly, but in the blink of an eye, it was already on the other side of the city, covering the entire city.

Zhang Ling heard miserable cries and howls, accompanied by songs with strange accents:

"The sun sets in the river during the day, and the night becomes a ghost. For eternity, the Ming River sinks... The river rushes into my soul, and the coldness penetrates my body. I died so miserably!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Under this situation, Zhang Ling could not find another place to live.

But as he glanced across the courtyards of the Wei family, almost all the doors were damaged.

"Jiejie, Jiejie, after so many nights, there is finally a stranger in this city!"

In this case, they all avoided the shadow of the night, which shows how terrifying the shadows and darkness are after the night falls.

"Crash!"

But now, in the entire city, every household has closed the door tightly and turned off the lights, just like a dead city.

In fact, it is filled with yin energy, a shadow spreads, and the water inside is sparkling, like an invisible existence.

A gentleman does not stand under a wall. When you don't know what the shadow is, it is best to avoid the sharp edge for the time being.

Zhang Ling turned around, jumped down, and entered the Wei family's house.

Zhang Ling had this idea, so he randomly found a room and went in.

The door to this room didn't close tightly, and even the windows had been removed.

No matter what guesses Zhang Ling had about the shadow, he would not take the initiative to contact it.

Just when Zhang Ling was like this.

"The Wei family can stay here for a while."

If it were before, Zhang Ling would still feel guilty when he saw this shadow, and would subconsciously avoid it.

But when he heard the ghost crying, Zhang Ling felt relieved.

"It smells of life!"

Zhang Ling closed the door behind him, put a wooden board on top of the window, and stayed in the house.

At this time, the shadow became more obvious. The main body was a ball of filthy netherworldly yin energy, but there was still a "clatter" sound, as if a big river from the underworld was flowing.

"Don't grab it, this is mine!"

"If it doesn't work out, just go back to the real world. In the real world, these monsters and monsters won't be able to make any waves!"

He was in the shadow, but he seemed to be noticed.

After all, there are many heretic practitioners in Linjiang City. According to Zhang Ling's thinking, even strong men in the third realm of 'Fuyao' may exist.

"Wow wow wow wow, what a wonderful breath of life, what a strong yang energy, let me take a breath first!"

Suddenly, there were chaotic sounds in the shadows, as if there were dozens or hundreds of voices at once.

"Lend me your yang energy to drive me away from the severe cold!"

In fact, Ling Ran's angry look appeared on Zhang Ling's face: "How dare you, a mere water ghost, do misfortune in front of me!"

The sound was like a ghost crying, its tone was ethereal, and its mood changes were very abrupt, somewhat like a stereotypical recording.

Zhang Ling's figure flashed past, and no room with complete doors and windows was found in each courtyard.

According to what the waiter said, once it gets dark, the doors and windows must be closed, otherwise there is a risk of being haunted and killed by evil spirits.

Zhang Ling did not hesitate and turned around immediately.

There was a roaring sound of surging river water, as if there was a flood outside.

"What the hell?"

Within a moment, the room where Zhang Ling was located was shrouded in shadow, as if he was in water, and there was a cold breath coming from him.

I didn’t travel directly back to modern times, but I still had some curiosity in my heart.

"Just find a room and see if you can avoid it."

Zhang Ling had no choice but to look back and saw that the shadow had already covered the front of the Wei family house.

When the song "Ghost Crying" sounded, there were gray shadows seeping in from the cracks in the door and windows that were not closed tightly.

"An entire room is gone!"

At the same time, following the shadows, there were 'figures' swimming in from all directions, all with strange shapes.

Some are covered with water and weeds, but their eyes are cold and vicious.

Some have elongated bodies and twisted limbs.

There are all kinds of strange things, each with its own terrifying appearance. At this time, taking advantage of the shadow cover, they swam over from all directions.

Zhang Ling is like a piece of fat meat, attracting many evil spirits in the river to fight for it.

The disturbing sounds reached his ears, and Zhang Ling was extremely annoyed. He even heard that each evil ghost wanted to 'eat' him first, and Zhang Ling couldn't help it.

He snorted loudly and shouted: "The Dao is against Tiangang! How dare you, a mere brat, show off your power and show off your teeth and claws in front of a poor Dao?"

The next moment, Zhang Ling's mouth burst out with a thunder-like mantra: "Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth, the root of ten thousand Qi. Cultivate for ten thousand eons and prove my magical power."

The golden curse came out of Zhang Ling's mouth.

At the beginning of the first note of the spell, a little golden light was born in Zhang Ling's body.

When the spell started slowly, at the end, there was already a layer of golden light on Zhang Ling's body, blooming brightly.

"what!"

An evil spirit arrived in front of Zhang Ling first and reached out to grab Zhang Ling, but it directly touched the golden light and immediately screamed.

The pair of ghost claws had mostly disappeared in an instant like fire extinguished by water.

The next moment, the magic power in Zhang Ling's body was circulating, and he directly grabbed his own seal and shouted:

"Teach me how to kill ghosts, and teach me how to kill ghosts! I call the jade girl to collect the bad luck..."

In Zhang Ling's mouth, every word, every sound, every curse sound was like thunder blooming.

He raised the dharma seal in his hand and was already making finger gestures with his other hand.

This one is the supreme ghost-killing curse!

The simplest ghost-killing curse to eliminate violence, but it can only be used by true Taoists. Generally, various procedures must be carried out before use.

But Zhang Ling ignored these at this moment, and instead used the magic seal to yell:

"Disciple Daoming, in the name of 'Taiping Fu Xianqing Shenxiao Law Enforcement Immortal Palace and Xitai Wind and Rain Official', with the help of the Taishang Patriarch, lend me the power of killing ghosts!"

"scold!"

After Zhang Ling finished speaking, the magic power in his body started to move.

This mantra is, on the one hand, a borrowed method, and on the other hand, it is about mobilizing one's own power and the power of heaven and earth.

At this time, Zhang Ling mobilized his magic power and poured it all into the seal.

His seal, like other magic weapons, has long been like an ultimatum, possessing strange power. At this time, it bloomed with brilliant light, one after another, filling the entire room in the blink of an eye.

"Ahhh!"

How harsh the various ghost noises were just now, how tragic it is now.

A series of screams came from the mouths of the surrounding ghost figures. Their bodies were burning like fire, as if they were corroded by sulfuric acid in the air.

Even the shadow that originally enveloped the entire room seemed to melt and dissipate directly as ice and snow faced the flames.

In the blink of an eye, the entire room, except for the remnants of the screams, had become completely clean.

"Lawless, ignorant of the big and small, the Tao goes against Tiangang!"

"You little devil, you still dare to cause trouble in the world!"

However, Zhang Ling still had anger in his chest, which was the subconscious reaction of a Taoist disciple after seeing the evil ghost wreaking havoc.

Just like a cat, suddenly all kinds of little mice around him show off their power and want to attack in a group.

It is also like a flock of sheep besieging a tiger, which will naturally make the tiger angry.

Zhang Ling was like this at the moment. He held the seal, walked out of the door in two steps, and took the initiative to attack.

Zhang Ling himself shone with golden light and was protected by a golden divine curse.

His seal also glowed with the power of the 'Supreme Ghost Killing Curse'.

Wherever it touches, the shadow disappears, and if there are any evil spirits inside, they scream in agony.

Zhang Ling glanced coldly and found that the entire city was shrouded in shadow.

This shadow is like a projection, like a river in the underworld, covering the entire Linjiang City.

And in this river, there are densely packed, almost countless evil spirits swimming in it, showing all kinds of horror and evil appearances.

The eyes of these evil spirits are either green and sinister, or red and bloodthirsty.

When Zhang Ling appeared, these evil spirits gathered one after another, but they were still hiding in the shadows and watching, as if waiting for an opportunity to move.

"A bunch of monsters and monsters!"

Zhang Ling snorted coldly and increased the amount of mana he poured into the seal.

At this moment, the dharma seal was still connected to his ultimatum, shining together.

Swish!

For a moment, light bloomed from the center of Zhang Lingwei, and within a radius of dozens of meters, evil ghosts screamed.

But in the shadows in the distance, pairs of ghost eyes were still staring at Zhang Ling.

"Take a look, let you see enough!"

When Zhang Ling saw this, he snorted coldly, turned his hand, and an electric light talisman appeared.

"Snapped!"

The electric light talisman was struck by Zhang Ling and moved forward, turning into a streak of lightning that penetrated directly into the shadows and bloomed instantly, lighting up an area with electric light.

This electric light was also the nemesis of evil ghosts. Almost immediately, the evil ghosts in that area screamed for it.

The evil ghosts around him were also agitated and seemed to feel discomfort.

From here, it can be seen that these evil spirits in the river have no consciousness, and they are all surrounding Zhang Ling because of the human aura on his body.

But no other evil ghosts were seen being beaten to pieces. "snort."

This feeling of being surrounded by evil spirits made Zhang Ling unhappy.

The "Three Days of Righteousness" in his body began to circulate spontaneously, as if he felt something.

The full name of "Three Days of Zhengfa" is "The Three Days of Zhengfa Sutra on Eliminating the Old Qi of the Six Heavens".

It is also called the Three Days of Zhengfa and the Six Heavens. Its greatest function is to control the six heavens, slay the evil spirits, and enshrine the gods.

The so-called Six Heavens Old Qi is the demons and monsters between heaven and earth. They have no entity and are stored in Qi, so they are called Six Heavens Old Qi.

It seems that due to the presence of evil spirits, the magic power of the "Three Days of Righteousness" in Zhang Ling's body is operating, which makes Zhang Ling blessed in his soul, and has a magical power that naturally arises.

This also coincides with the description in "Three Days of Dharma".

"Six days of turning around, three paths to rectify the name, the true text of the immortal, and control of the nine spirits."

Now Zhang Ling is surrounded by six heavenly evil spirits. The righteousness in Zhang Ling's body is stimulated to give birth to his true name. Three rays of light are born, and magical powers naturally arise from this.

There are divine spells that flow from Zhang Ling's heart and he can be mastered naturally.

Among them, they are all curses to control the six heavens.

There are ghost-catching curses, ghost-binding curses, ghost-torture curses, and willow-ghost curses.

But now Zhang Ling does not choose to use these magic spells, because in contrast, Zhang Ling has other ideas in mind when he sees the evil ghost in the river.

"Standing in the Mingjiang River, suffering from the severe cold forever, and sinking into eternity?"

"Would you like to use the yang energy of a stranger to relieve the severe cold?"

Zhang Ling still remembered the words spoken by a group of evil ghosts just now. At this time, Zhang Ling snorted coldly: "Then I will stop you from being cold and bring some warmth to you!"

As he spoke, Zhang Ling raised the seal in his hand high to represent his authority.

"The sun is shining, the ghosts are about to fade away, the divine light is dazzling, and the nine spirits are too weak. What I have transformed into now will make all ghosts burn to the ground!"

What Zhang Ling was reciting was the 'Hell's Lamp Curse'.

Once this spell is completed, the place where the light shines will have a hell-like effect.

At this moment, there is no light in the world, but the seal in Zhang Ling's hand is blooming with light, like the shining sun.

“The lamps of hell will shine, burning the devils, and their ashes will destroy the evil spirits.”

"Hurry up as a law!"

After Zhang Ling finished speaking, he moved all his magic power. Under the "Three Days of Righteous Dharma", many clouds were transformed and poured into the seal.

The seal was like a light lighting up.

The light is released, and wherever the light shines, flames rise.

"Hoohoo!"

There was the sound of burning flames, but it did not cause any damage to the surrounding buildings, because this so-called hell was also aimed at demons and evil spirits.

In just an instant, the light of the seal enveloped Zhang Ling's body for a hundred meters.

He pointed towards a place, and the light suddenly shone directly there.

"Ahhh!"

As the flames rose, it was like a hell on earth. All the evil ghosts who were touched screamed and their souls were on fire.

“It’s so hot, so hot, so hot!”

"It hurts, it hurts! It's hot, hot, hot!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

A real sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling came from the mouths of the evil spirits.

These evil ghosts were not directly burned to death. Instead, they kept wailing and suffering all their lives.

Zhang Ling looked at it with cold eyes, still puzzled, because there were still some evil ghosts wandering in the distance, but the evil ghosts at close range were afraid of the flames and avoided it as if instinctively.

"Beidou Lingling, the star in front of the handle, is closed for four days. I am the 'Taiping Fu Hua Xianqing Shenxiao Law Enforcement Immortal Palace and the Xitai Wind and Rain Official'. I also do the inspection of the prison spirit officer, hold the prison seal, and dominate the prison soldiers. Jiuzhou Society Order, call them by name one by one. Cut off the evil spirits and slay the evil spirits. The demonic dust will be wiped out, and humanity will be at peace. Be as urgent as a law or order!"

Zhang Ling recited the curse again, but this curse was taken to the next level, it was the 'Prison Building Curse'.

The Hell Fire Lantern Spell is just like hell under the light.

But the current curse directly turns the whole body into hell, which is used to kill evil and evil spirits.

Moreover, this mantra also has the function of enforcing the laws of the underworld and the social orders of Jiuzhou.

Jiuzhou Sheling is the land between heaven and earth, just like the city god wandering around.

At this moment, there is no city god wandering around in this other world to be sent by Zhang Ling.

But there is the Division of the Underworld, which was conferred by Zhang Ling himself.

As Zhang Ling turned all his magic power into this curse, the evil spirits around him felt as if some pressure was falling on them.

If you look carefully, you will see that the surrounding area is inaccessible and blocked by invisible forces.

Wow!

Suddenly, there was a dark wind blowing.

"Xilulu!"

There was the sound of galloping horses, blowing in the cold wind, and a tall horse with armor all over its body and various talismans on it came galloping.

And on this horse, there was a majestic middle-aged man, wearing a majestic black robe, with a stern look on his face.

On both sides of him, there were two divine generals who were extremely powerful.

"Your Majesty Yan Guangqin, come to help the Immortal!"

The middle-aged man on the horse came forward on horseback, shouting and shouting, with a spiritual light blooming on his body, and he had already begun to mutter something.

"Guanzhu!"

Zhang Ling immediately recognized him, because there was a jar in the other person's body that echoed Zhang Ling's. It was the jar of the underworld that he personally awarded.

This middle-aged man is the old temple master. At this moment, he was summoned from the netherworld due to the power of Zhang Ling's spell.

Under the spell, summoning gods and sending generals is the power of the "Three Days of Righteous Dharma".

A smile appeared on Zhang Ling's face. He was a disciple of Taoism. In this other world, there were no immortals and gods to help him, and no Jiuzhou Order to drive him, but at least there was an old temple master from the underworld who could help him.

Zhang Ling let out a hearty laugh: "Master, help me burn these evil spirits in the river!"

"Order!"

In the old temple master's hand, there was a long sword that came from someone unknown.

At this time, with a stern look on his face, he stood on his horse, pointed at the evil ghost in the river, and shouted: "You ghosts of Yama, follow me to kill the enemy!"

Behind the old temple master, the dark wind was still blowing, and as the mist dispersed, there were still figures arranged neatly behind him.

Zhang Ling's eyes were strange, and he saw that the ghosts were all in the posture of soldiers, and even wore armor. They were strange stone armors with runes engraved on them, which should be the handwriting of the old temple master.

Obviously, during these days, the old temple master has not stopped in the underworld, and actually built such a Yin soldier in the underworld. There are at least hundreds of them, all with armor.

"Kill! Serve the Immortal!"

Zhang Ling even saw familiar faces among these Yin soldiers. They were the people who had died under the poison before. He had brought them to the underworld, Yama Village, and now they had turned into Yin soldiers.

These Yin soldiers were fanatical, determined, and had clear souls. They followed the old temple master into the Ming River.

Under the 'Prison Building Curse', evil spirits and evil spirits are suppressed, which is equivalent to being shackled.

Those summoned by the old temple master are the so-called "prison soldiers", and they in turn receive blessings.

So when they entered it, they were like tigers entering a flock of sheep, and the weapons in their hands fell down, just like cutting grass, leaving those Jiang ghosts without the power to resist.

The old temple master also personally went into battle to kill the evil spirits.

Zhang Ling was watching from behind, and he could see clearly.

After the evil ghosts in the river were killed, a wisp of aura lingered around the bodies of the Yin soldiers, solidifying their souls.

"This is... can you get gains when the Yin soldiers are fighting?"

Zhang Ling saw this and also saw the drawbacks.

With the blessing of these auras, although the souls of the Yin soldiers have grown stronger, they also have a touch of filth and are slowly being polluted.

In the long run, something bad is bound to happen.

"The old temple master is in the underworld, and with the help of the true urn, he should have the means to solve these pollutions."

Zhang Ling didn't care about this, but looked at the evil ghosts in the river and wanted to kill them all.

It's like a cat meeting a mouse, it's an instinctive impulse.

At the beginning of the birth of Taoism, in addition to seeking the Tao, it was originally about killing ghosts and ghosts, which is the so-called elimination of the six heavenly spirits.

Zhang Ling couldn't just watch from the sidelines, so there was movement again, and he shouted.

"The fire is blazing and the wind is flying, turning it into a prison. Snakes are coiling around and turtles are moving around. Thunder is flying and lightning is flying. The earth is dark and the sky is dark, and everything has changed."

Zhang Ling recited a mantra, and the magic power in his body surged, and clouds flickered and manifested in it, moving with the sound of the mantra.

If it is an ordinary true method, this spell cannot be used.

Only Zhang Ling's "Three Days of Righteousness", which has so many clouds in its power and can perform for three days, can use this harsh divine spell.

The curse envoy Zhang Ling used was the 'Hell of Fire Curse'.

It's not the Hellfire Lantern Curse, but the real Hellfire Curse.

This Hell Spell has harsh conditions and needs to be cast on the basis of the Hell Lamp Spell and the Hell Building Spell.

And once it is deployed, it is so powerful that it can directly create a hell of fire.

"Fengdu is built with thunder and fire, and it is built quickly. When the order is given, the devil will be punished, and he will be subject to the constitution of heaven forever!"

"Hurry up as a law!"

The curse fell, and the magic power in Zhang Ling's body surged.

There is a blazing fire, and the wind keeps galloping.

But this fire is an invisible fire that only targets evil spirits.

And this wind is also a soul-refining wind, not aimed at living people.

The combination of wind and fire turned a certain area around Zhang Ling into a hell of fire!

Wow!

The flames rose, but the old temple master and those Yin soldiers were unharmed in it.

On the contrary, the flames calcined the impurities in their souls, making them purer.

Moreover, they all have the blessing and help of wind and fire, making each Yin soldier become more powerful, just like the wind and fire heavenly soldiers.

on the contrary……

The evil ghosts in the river were crying and howling, and fled one after another, but they had no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth. They only regretted that they had lost a few legs.

　This chapter and the chapter in the morning are from yesterday, with a total of 11,000 words.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)