Taoist Master: I have a strange world

Chapter 94 Penetrate Yin and Yang, and be sent to Yama Village in the afterlife

After the old temple master established the Yama Village, he did not capture and exploit other ghosts as miners like the previous Evil Ghost Village.

But he also paid for the daily expenses of a village.

Although it is the underworld, the village is not without consumption.

Although the ghosts can stop eating or drinking, they cannot lose their Yin Qi.

Every ghost will instinctively exhale Yin Qi to continue his own survival.

This leads to the fact that most ghosts, even if no one is enslaving them, will degenerate after a certain period of time, and their souls will be contaminated by the filthy air.

Therefore, if you want to maintain normalcy, you can only use the Yinshan ore to go to a larger city to exchange for the 'Quiet Soul Pill', which can delay the pollution of the soul to a certain extent and maintain the state of the ghost.

The Evil Ghost Village continues to let enslaved ghosts mine every day, just because the village owner and others need this quiet soul pill for their cultivation.

The old temple master has never seen the Soul-Calming Pill, and there is no Soul-Calming Pill in the village.

On the altar, Zhang Ling opened the altar.

Until this day...

The old temple master immediately realized what the white light was and stood up immediately: "Could it be that Dao Ming wanted to inform me of something in the Yangshi world?"

Zhang Xian used the Nine Nether White Slips to contact the old temple master who communicated with the underworld, and informed him about the events in the underworld.

Zhang Ling waited for a while, and then passed on the Nine Nether White Slip. The old temple master was at the bottom and was able to give a reply.

The old temple master recited the Sutra of Compassion and let other ghosts hear it. Although it was not as fast as tempering oneself, it also had a certain effect on strengthening the souls of other ghosts.

"Then you can try it!"

The "Rescue of Dead Souls" in his "Yuanshi Immeasurable Human Sutra" is full of mysterious sounds, which have the effect of beating and training the ghosts.

Once the two parties are determined, it is possible for Zhang Ling to do the method of transcending the afterlife, while the old contemplative master chants the incantation together in the underworld to attract the ghosts.

After asking Qingyun Mountain God to guard him with the 'Anti-Sudden God's Curse'.

At the same time, a ray of white light cut through the netherworld and fell towards his eyes.

From that time on, the old temple master thought about how he could make his newly established Yama Village last for a long time.

Relying on this, the old temple master gathered the entire Evil Ghost Village and established a system with punishments and rewards.

The interior has also been redesigned.

As soon as it was captured, the information inside was read by Zhang Ling.

He soon found a way.

This system is as if the old Buddhist master directly copied the description of the underworld in Taoism, but it is far from as complete as the underworld.

Under such circumstances, the Evil Ghost Village grew rapidly.

But he understands that if you want your subordinates to do things, you can't just use force to overwhelm them.

After waiting for a while, a dark wind blew, and a faint white light emerged from it. It was the Jiuyou White Slip that broke through the Yin and Yang.

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Based on this, Yanluo Village also grew and developed rapidly.

Even outside, the village began to accept wandering souls to strengthen the village.

The old temple master relies on the mystery of Yin Fuqian to practice day and night to strengthen his soul.

Even so, it is much more complete and formal than the Evil Ghost Village of the past.

Zhang Ling reached out and grabbed Jiuyou White Slip.

On the outside, there are guards wandering around, called 'ghosts'.

"The old temple master has received the message and must make preparations in the underworld."

The reward is to be able to listen to the old temple master chanting sutras.

In the center of the village, there is the Yama Hall.

During this period, there were also other small underworld forces provoking provocations, but they did not require the old patron to take direct action. Just the two paper god generals solved these problems.

In this way, while Yan Luozhai grew stronger, the old temple master also practiced and strengthened himself.

The old temple master stretched out his hand to touch the Nine Nether White Slips.

That is to recite scriptures for the ghosts in the village.

"Jiuyou Bai Jian!"

The old temple master was practicing in the Yama Hall, and suddenly, as if falling from the sky, a majestic voice recited his name.

Although the ghosts under his command were all in awe of him because they had witnessed the scenes of "divine soldiers descending from the sky" and "divine horses descending from the sky", the old temple master never thought of simply using power to overwhelm others.

"Try it. If you can make these ghosts die and land near the old temple master, it will be a good thing."

With this trick, the old temple master kept everyone in the evil ghost village at bay.

This Jiuyou White Slip has no entity, just a little aura.

In addition, 'judges' are also set up to judge the merits and demerits of Yinhun, whether he can join Yama Luo Village, etc.

Zhang Ling nodded slightly, and then waited quietly for some time to pass.

Night had fallen, and the night wind blew away the cloth coverings on the corpses of the people in front of the altar, revealing the painful remains inside.

There were many people wearing yellow scarves around the altar, led by Zhao Sheng, but they did not leave.

At this moment, night fell, and they were not afraid, because Zhang Ling's figure was in their eyes.

"Huh? What are you doing?"

In the distance, a figure in red was coming towards this side. When he saw the situation here, he subconsciously stopped.

It was Lu Qiuyi who she had practiced and digested for a day during the day. Now she came out at night to look for Zhang Ling, but she didn't expect to see such a strange, yet peaceful scene.

She saw Zhang Ling standing on an altar, surrounded by yellow prayer flags and magical instruments.

Red and black runes circulated, but corpses were placed in front of the altar.

"Miss Lu!"

Just when Lu Qiuyi was looking at it from a distance, a dark wind blew, and an illusory ghost appeared.

He is one of the five ghosts of the Wang family.

At this moment, the five ghosts said: "Miss Lu, the master is about to perform a ritual to send the souls of the people to death. It is not appropriate to get close at this moment."

"Send the souls to death? What do you mean?" Lu Qiuyi still didn't understand.

"We don't know either."

Five Ghosts shook their heads, expressing their ignorance, but stopped in front of Lu Qiuyi and did not let her pass.

"Okay then, I'll just watch from a distance to see if he has any tricks up his sleeve."

Lu Qiuyi's eyes flickered and she looked at him from a distance, but she was not ready to move forward.

In fact, if she continues to move forward, Qingyun Mountain God will also stop her, because the responsibility of Qingyun Mountain God at this moment is to protect the altar.

After a while.

On the altar, Zhang Ling felt that time was almost up.

In this ritual of transcending the past life, he did not use a magic sword, but directly held the Sanqing Bell, stepped forward with his feet, swam in the Bagua direction, and at the same time gently shook the Sanqing Bell in his hand.

A clear ringtone rang, and a deep voice emerged from Zhang Ling's mouth.

"The Supreme Lord's decree transcends your lonely soul, all ghosts and ghosts, and I will be blessed by you all over the world."

The magic power in Zhang Ling's body was circulating, and the mantra flowed out of his mouth. It was the 'Tai Shang Rebirth Mantra'.

It is also the first divine mantra for rebirth among the Taoist sects.

It can not only pass away, but also forgive sins and eliminate grievances.

From the first sentence, the magic power in Zhang Ling's body surged.

Zhang Ling did not deliberately suppress the magic power in his body, but instead used a lot of magic power to cast it on this divine curse.

"He who has a head will surpass him, he who has no head will rise, he will be killed with a spear and a knife, he will be suspended from a diving rope..."

It was quiet all around. Those people who were wearing yellow scarves and watching didn't say a word, they just watched quietly.

Between heaven and earth, there was only the slight sound of wind and the sound of Zhang Ling reciting mantras.

The sound of this mantra, between heaven and earth, has a feeling that makes heaven and earth quiet down.

Zhang Ling's tone fluctuated, following the wonderful melody of the mantra, and cadenced, like chanting.

"Kneel down in front of my stage, let the Eight Diagrams shine, stand out, and transcend other places."

Just as this spell was being cast, a gust of wind blew between heaven and earth.

A dark wind.

The cold wind blew, but the place where the people's bodies were placed did not move due to the wind.

However, the clothing covers did not move due to the wind, but figures appeared on the bodies of the people due to the cold wind.

It was very illusory at first, but it could be seen that it was in human form.

They appeared one after another, and the people on the other side of the altar couldn't help but exclaim: "That's..."

Obviously, some people recognized the origin of these phantoms and were about to call them out.

But someone immediately covered his mouth to prevent disturbing the scene.

This was what Zhang Ling had told him in advance. He needed to stay quiet during the ritual ceremony and not make a fuss about anything he saw.

Therefore, more people were suppressing the shock in their hearts at this moment and remained silent. They even dared not breathe when looking at the scene in front of them.

"That is?"

In the distance, Lu Qiuyi looked from a distance, her eyes full of shock, because she also saw those phantoms and recognized them.

"Yinhun, Zhang Ling actually summoned the ghosts of these common people?"

Lu Qiuyi was extremely shocked because she had never heard of any practitioner having such a method.

Now she saw it.

What surprised her even more was what happened next.

The ghosts of the common people knelt down towards the altar one after another, as if they were worshiping Zhang Ling, and they seemed to be kneeling in front of the altar.

Zhang Ling's magic power dispersed along with the spell.

The 'Bagua Mirror' that was enshrined on the altar resonated with the incantation and glowed, reflecting the Bagua pattern around the altar.

Among them, the "Kan" position in the Bagua is particularly bright, and it also attracts the soul in front of you.

"I'm here to save you all, I'm going to be reborn in a hurry, I'm going to save you all, I'm going to be reborn in a hurry!"

In Zhang Ling's mouth, the last sentence of the death curse fell.

The hurdles in the Eight Diagrams are even more attractive to those ghosts.

On the surface of these ghosts, they went from being hazy at the beginning, to being a little confused, and then to being slightly conscious.

They seemed to know what was going to happen, and opened their mouths one after another, but they were speechless. They could only bow to the altar several times, with tears of gratitude on their faces.

Then they proceed in an orderly manner to the threshold in the Eight Diagrams, which is also the location of transcendence and rebirth. It is the place where Yin and Yang can be connected.

There are also ghosts who look back at the human world, their faces full of reluctance.

Taking advantage of this occasion, Zhang Ling was on the altar, his eyes twinkling.

Just coming here is just sending the ghost to death and heading to the underworld.

But there is no certainty where you will end up when you enter the underworld.

So Zhang Ling has one more step to take.

He was prepared.

That was another Jiuyou White Slip.

Zhang Ling wanted to use the Nine Nether White Slips as a guiding talisman to penetrate the yin and yang and guide these dead souls to the precise location of the old temple master.

"The Lingbao Talisman ordered the Nine Nether White Slips to be sent down to the Palace of Yama to lead the way to death in Guangqin. It could save a soul who had died, settle the grievances, and guide the souls of the dead... Take advantage of this white slip to save the merits and destiny. Reborn in heaven. , Just like telling an order."

In this Nine Nether White Slips, Zhang Ling included the birth date and information of the old temple master.

Therefore, even if the yin and yang are escaped, the Nine Nether White Slips can accurately fall in front of the old temple master.

But now, Zhang Ling is using the light of the Nine Nether White Slips to let the dead souls in front of him enter the netherworld together with the light of the white slips.

Wow!
  Just as Zhang Ling cast the spell, the Nine Nether White Slips burned and released a stream of blue smoke, which enveloped the souls of the dead people.

Whoohoo!
  There is a howling wind, blowing out from the Bagua Kan position.

At this moment, the door of Yin and Yang has opened.

Zhang Ling looked at the light of the Nine Nether White Slips enveloping the dead souls, and immediately felt certain in his heart, knowing that this matter was more than half done.

But the Nine Nether White Slips alone may not have the power to send all the dead souls to a certain place in the underworld.

Zhang Ling didn't stop. He shook the Sanqing Bell gently in his hand, took strong steps with his feet, and whispered an infinite sound in his mouth.

"杻. Mechanical. Meet. Piper. Department..."

Astonishingly, it is a spell from the "Immeasurable Man's Excellent Sutra", and it is also a pure sound spell.

This mantra is known as the hidden voice of the great Brahma in the heavens, the immeasurable sound, which can save the dead soul, bring life to a blessed land, and bring peace of mind.

What the old temple master practiced in the underworld was obviously this mantra, and he relied on this mantra to condense his soul and body.

At this time, Zhang Ling used this curse to bid farewell to the souls of these people.

All the magic power in his body arose, and every curse sound contained Zhang Ling's magic power.

Zhang Ling's mana was consumed rapidly, but when the sound of the curse fell, the souls of many people in front of him were blessed with a clear light.

This blessing of light has the mystery of "protecting the cave, preparing for the Tao, traveling through the three realms, and ascending to the Golden Gate".

Of course, there is no Golden Gate or Three Realms in this world, but another underworld.

Just when Zhang Ling finished this.

From where the sinister wind blew, there was a faint sound of another spell.

It was like coming from Jiuyou, a low and melodious voice, a slightly old voice.

This sound is not a sound that can be heard by human ears, but a kind of ghostly sound.

These dead people's souls can be heard clearly.

The Qingyun Mountain God who was protecting the altar also heard clearly.

He was shocked in his heart: "What's going on? The Taoist priest opened the realm of Yin and Yang, and this kind of sound came from the other side?"

Qingyun Mountain God felt that he could not see through anything.

In the distance, there were five ghosts surrounding them. At this moment, they couldn't help but look at each other: "Is this... the voice of the one in the underworld?"

"The voice of the one in the underworld? What does it mean?" Lu Qiuyi heard the words of the five ghosts in front of her and asked, with a look of surprise on her face.

The five ghosts immediately fell silent and could not reveal the strangeness of their five brothers, which only left Lu Qiuyi with doubts in her heart.

And on the altar.

Zhang Ling couldn't help but smile slightly when he heard the "Saving Dead Souls Chapter" spell that was also responded to by the other side.

"That's it!"

Between the yin and yang, the sounds of spells echoed each other, and a communication channel was established.

The light of the Nine Nether White Slips is like a tool to carry the souls of the dead.

Swish!
  The souls of the people disappeared one by one and went to the underworld to die.

After all the dead souls disappeared, the sound of Zhang Ling's mantras on the altar also stopped.

The wind stopped and the ringing disappeared.

On the altar, calm was restored.

Around the altar, the people seemed to be waking up from a dream, as if what they had just seen was a bizarre and fantasy dream.

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