Ghost School

Chapter 174 Knowing You Are Here
By the time the old pedant found out that one person was missing, Fatty Long had already swam to the pale golden mask on the bottom of the sea.

Figured out where the little fat man was going, the old pedant didn't feel flustered at all, he snorted coldly, squeezed a formula with both hands, and a ghostly aura pierced the vast sea from top to bottom.

At this time, Fatty Long used all his strength to enter the seabed mask, that is, the ancient ruins. After passing through that layer of mask, the world below is no different from the land above, and he can move freely. Breathing, running freely, Long Pang secretly marveled.

The space inside is not very large, but there are many small rooms with portals.

"Xiaomeng, you must be here, otherwise I'm sorry, Fatty, I'll go all the way to save you." Fatty Long said to himself.

Then he opened his throat and shouted, "Xiaomeng, where are you? If you're still alive, make a sound."

The eunuch's high-pitched eunuch's voice pierced through gold and cracked rocks, and its penetrating power was so strong that Li Yitu and others on the surface of the sea might have heard it, but there was no response from Zhang Xiaomeng.

At this moment, a black aura descended from the sky, and Fatty Long dodged quickly, avoiding a distance of more than ten feet. Several ghosts wearing black armor and holding death scythes appeared in front of Fatty Long.

Looking at these ghosts, Long Pang was a little annoyed. With a body of two hundred catties, he rushed into one of the houses with a door and closed the door with lightning speed.

But after a while, Long Pang's extremely conspicuous body rushed out of that door, followed by a ghost, and then he rushed into another door.

In this way, he quickly rushed into each portal to check, but until the end, there was nothing but a soul in each portal.

Zhang Xiaomeng didn't find it, but a lot of souls holding soldiers were attracted behind Fatty Long.

"Xiaomeng, your uncle, where are you? Give me an echo. If this continues, if you are not rescued, I will die first, Fatty." Fatty Long shouted while hiding.

I don't know why, Zhang Xiaomeng is imprisoned here, even though he has checked all the portals, even though he has provoked a lot of ghosts, it is like a woman's sixth sense, he can feel Xiaomeng It's just that he can't find Xiaomeng.

The Buddha's light was in full bloom, and the phantom of the Buddha on Long Fatty's body made a fearless mark, which immediately knocked out the souls of several ghosts. At the same time, he transformed into an angry Buddha's light, and with the ten thousand-zhang Buddha's light, he rushed directly into the center of many ghosts. In the middle, every time the golden bergamot was raised, a ghost was beaten to death.

After this period of crazy practice, coupled with Buddha's personal teaching, his Dharma can be said to be advancing rapidly. Naturally, these little ghosts in front of him are no longer a problem, but two fists are hard to reach four hands. Just after cleaning up ordinary ghosts, the dragon Fat is dying, the thumb of the right foot was cut by a ghost with a scythe, and it turned black immediately, Long Fat quickly stepped back, and then chanted the Dharma, the golden streamer quickly covered the wound, driving away the ghost go out.

"Fat Master, I don't want to show off my power. You can't treat me like a sick cat." Long Pang roared angrily.

He sat cross-legged, his body suspended in mid-air, the golden Buddha light on his body began to condense, swastikas appeared around his body, and more and more characters exuded an astonishing aura.

Suddenly he opened his eyes, and a swastika swirled rapidly in each of them, and the countless swastikas around his body seemed to be infected, and they also spun rapidly, and finally condensed into a huge swastika, and Fatty Long Sit right in the middle of the word.

"Prajna"

A Buddha's voice came from Long Pang's mouth, but it was like the voice of a god. The swastika turned quickly, and the golden brilliance f radiated like the moonlight at night. It seemed gentle and watery, but when those ghosts touched the brilliance, they would Automatically dispersed into green smoke.

In just a few breaths, the ruins became clean, and Long Fatty's face was a little pale. Although his cultivation base has increased significantly recently, the supernatural power of Prajna consumes too much.

He quickly swallowed a elixir given to everyone by the head of the seat before, and his face slowly recovered.

"Xiaomeng, come out quickly, come out late, I will kill all these lonely and wild ghosts by Fat Lord, you don't even have to drink soup." Fatty Long opened his throat and continued to shout. Can you hear it, but it's better than him doing nothing.

At this time, Zhang Xiaomeng was indeed imprisoned in a room, and it was indeed in the ruins, but this room was hidden in the ruins, and ordinary people could not find it at all.

Zhang Xiaomeng was in a daze at this moment, he even suspected that he was dead, the surrounding was extremely dark, there was nothing, there was no sound and he could not feel the passage of time.

He was so weak that he couldn't use any spells or supernatural powers, and the Nether Eye couldn't even be opened here. He didn't know if it was the day of the Nine Stars, and he didn't know what happened to Master Zhang, Fatty Long and others. Did you come to save yourself?

But when he was most confused, he vaguely saw a tall Buddha with a golden light like lightning piercing the darkness. Although the lightning was fleeting, Zhang Xiaomeng's eyes were already illuminated. His heart has been split by this lightning.

The familiar feeling returned to his eyes, a trace of ghost power overflowed from his eyes, slowly covering his whole body, the surrounding chaos and nothingness were gradually repelled by the ghost power, Zhang Xiaomeng felt Get control over your body.

When the whole body returned to normal, Zhang Xiaomeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and black flames ignited on his body. The flames were terrifying and full of cold air, and all the emptiness and chaos around his body began to burn.

At the same time, Fatty Long, who was going mad in the ruins, suddenly stopped. He felt the cold aura. After fighting Zhang Xiaomeng, he remembered this aura. Zhang Xiaomeng's unique breath.

A smile appeared on his face, and he shouted loudly: "Xiaomeng, I knew you were here."

After roaring, the Vajra Buddha on his body became more solid, and he raised his hand to smash the last door in the ruins. It also gave Zhang Xiaomeng hope.

A passage suddenly appeared in the midair, and strands of black flames overflowed from it, directly igniting the objects it touched. Fatty Long waved his hand lightly, and the golden Buddha's light extinguished the black flames under his feet. He looked at it with joy. in the channel.

A loud roar came from the passage, it was the sound that Fatty Long was most familiar with.

Immediately afterwards, pale golden light overflowed from the passage, driving away all the darkness, and a figure shrouded in purple-gold ghost power appeared in the midair.

Seeing this most familiar figure, Long Pang flew up.

"Fuck, Xiaomeng, you're really not dead!"

(End of this chapter)