Taoist chanting

Asking the question in a tough tone, he felt that the female ghost seemed to be more afraid of his identity as a ghost messenger.

Just like ordinary people in this world are afraid of ghosts, ordinary ghosts are more afraid of living people.

It is an indisputable fact that lonely souls and wild ghosts instinctively fear ghosts.

"Fang Bailan, my concubine, entered this place by mistake and was trapped in the formation and couldn't escape. In desperation, she had to use her soul to hide in the body, and turned to ghosts to avoid the pain of illusion and killing in the formation. The time is difficult, the spiritual things in my body are exhausted and I fall into a long sleep. I have not woken up for a few years.

The female ghost is dressed in white with a unique style, with tassels on the arrow sleeves, and her figure is very concise.

He briefly explained the reason in his mouth, but he was actually looking at the two monks in the small formation opposite.

The cultivation of the two of them was nothing to her, and the half-finished flying sword and a few low-level talismans were just decorations, but the dark energy revealed by the man's fingers and the vague aura of invisible deterrence on his body made her very nervous. Out of fear and panic.

The cultivator in the world of mortals can also serve as a ghost, let her run into it?

Chapter 193 Yang Shiduo sent the king to the underworld

Hearing that the other party was willing to enter the Nether Realm, Zhang Wenfeng was overjoyed, his face remained calm, and he asked, "I can save you into the Nether Realm, but there is one thing, you just answer me honestly."

"Fellow Daoist ask questions, I know everything."

I heard that there is a chance to enter the realm of the underworld and walk the path of reincarnation, right?The female ghost confirmed the identity of the other party more and more, with a happy expression on her face, she bowed her hands and thanked her.

I haven't spoken for many years, and I almost forgot how to say it. After speaking for a while, my voice gradually became smoother and clearer.

Zhang Wenfeng clasped his fists in return, and asked, "Before you were controlling the formation to surround us?"

He asked this question on purpose, and wanted to inquire about some news from the side.

Also test the sincerity of the female ghost.

Facing a female ghost whose strength was unknown, Zhang Wenfeng was cautious and did not dare to be careless.

Humans and ghosts have different paths, and ghosts cannot be judged by human nature.

After death, there is a sense of resentment and resentment. No one would die willingly. The resentment of those who died unjustly and those who suffered misfortunes is particularly serious. That's why there are only ways to transcend things in the world.

Fang Bailan explained: "Fellow Daoist misunderstood, I am a ghost, I can only move about a few meters near the remains, I can't control the 'Magic Wood Trapped God and Witch Formation' here, it was previously the fellow Taoist who used formations and flying swords to break the formation The eye 'magic wood bead' made the formation here completely invalid, and the concubine can regain her freedom and can walk around, so I became attached to fellow Taoists."

She is also very depressed, even if the ghost is successful in cultivation, it still can't break out of the formation of magic wood trapping gods and witches, which has been greatly damaged for a long time. She is not happy with what this ghost has done.

The repulsion, unfriendliness, and invisible suppression of ghosts in the world?Existing from time to time, she wants to be reborn as a human being.

It sounds like a witch array, right?Zhang Wenfeng and Yue Anyan looked at each other.

Then, the prohibition on the Yuanyuan water line arranged outside is a trap for people.

The witch cultivator more than 500 years ago was so wicked and smoldering.

Come up with such a harmful thing.

If it wasn't for knowing a formation technique, and not being trapped here to death?

I don't know if he draws a ghost gate and goes to the underworld to find Bai Wuchang. Of course it is nonsense. He will not take the last step unless it is a last resort.

The mountain badger who was sleeping soundly behind the pillar suddenly woke up. It had learned its lesson this time, bared its fangs, and squinted at the female ghost floating in the air.

Rubbing the hem of the robe of the temple master to please him, Yan bowed his head and expressed that he would never dare again.

Zhang Wenfeng nodded slowly, and said, "I will chant scriptures and burn incense for you to save you, and you should stand at a distance of fifteen feet and don't move."

The female ghost was not a monk in the Taoist sect before she was alive, and she could be identified through details such as salutes and conversations. As for why she came to the Taoist site, it happened more than 500 years ago, and it is not very interesting to entangle the reasons.

He just wanted to send the other party on the road quickly, without causing troubles.

The female ghost clasped her hands in salute, then floated down from the sky, and stood still with her hands down.

Fifteen feet is a safe distance for both parties.

Facing the underworld that could threaten her, the female ghost also dare not be negligent.

Zhang Wenfeng took away the Feijian and Bizhujian, handed the talisman to Yue Anyan, took out a large stack of paper money and several sticks of incense sticks from the black cloth bag, placed them on the ground, first lit a white candle and stuck it on the ground, twisted three sticks of incense sticks With a wave in the air, the head of the incense smoked, and he held the incense in both hands and offered incense around, and began to chant some words and scriptures in his mouth.

With the sound of scriptures with special rhythm reverberating in the space, the fragrant mist curled up and wrapped around the female ghost tens of feet away.

The female ghost immediately felt that her whole body was benefited, she relaxed her palms, and a little greenness retracted into her body. The Taoist priest on the opposite side really deserved to be a ghost walking in the yang world, with a bit of a unique ability.

Every time she wakes up, she has to face the ubiquitous oppression of the yang world after she gets out of the slough, and she disappears at this moment.

As time passed, the soul body slowly dispersed, no longer in the shape of a human.

The traces of resentment and hostility are washed away with the incense mist of scriptures, slowly discharged from the fuzzy soul body, and disappear into the dark sky.

Zhang Wenfeng was able to detect the change of the ghost, and he was greatly relieved.

Staying in the world, the more capable a lonely ghost is, the less willing he is to enter the underworld to drink the bowl of Mengpo soup that is said to taste bad, and then accept the trial and wait for punishment. technical activities.

The female ghost in front of her who has been stuck here obviously has no chance to go out to do evil, and she is not worried about the judge's stylus.

It's the best way to do this, everyone discussed in a friendly way to send them down to the underworld.

Hello, hello, hello everyone.

The chanting in his mouth became more and more full of charm, the scriptures sounded like a gurgling stream, uninterrupted, and from time to time he would throw a few pieces of paper money into the air, turning them into guide money and burning them to the underworld in advance. Match a reward.

It was the first time for Yue Anyan to hear the master reciting the scriptures for salvation up close.

Although she didn't know what language the Lord used to recite, and she didn't know the profound meaning of the scriptures, she couldn't help listening to it. The slight breath fluctuations when the Lord was concentrating on the chanting made her feel very calm and peaceful, and she sat down and fell into a samadhi unconsciously.

The mountain badger squatted on the right side of the temple master, staring at the slowly rolling black mist.

It is not moved by the sound of scriptures, and is always vigilant.

After Zhang Wenfeng recited the scriptures, there was only a remnant of the incense stick in his hand, he inserted it into the ground, twisted up three sticks of incense sticks and lit it, the sound of the scriptures in his mouth stopped, and he watched the eight-foot-sized ghost energy dissipated by the female ghost.

After a while, a woman's voice floated out of the mist: "I have committed a lot of crimes, please ask fellow Taoists to chant sutras for my body several times, to wash away the hostility and evil thoughts, please fellow Taoists!"

"good!"

Zhang Wenfeng did not refuse, and continued to chant scriptures non-stop.

It's just a waste of saliva, incense and paper money, as long as it can wash away the hostility from the other party, he thinks it's a good deal.

The red dots of incense are occasionally flying in the air, and the paper money is burning and flying from time to time. The space is filled with the smell of paper money and incense, and the scriptures are repeated over and over again, maintaining a special rhythmic tone.

The ghost mist expanded and thinned more and more, and the light green incense mist was washed and washed with the sound of scriptures.

It also leaves a subtle sheen in it.

After an unknown amount of time passed, the ghost fog gathered and converged again, slowly turning into the image of a woman.

"Thank you fellow daoist for saving me, I can go to the underworld now."

The image of the woman seemed to be a bit more transparent than before. She glanced at the neat row of incense sticks on the rocky ground in front of the Taoist priest, and thanked her. She just didn't perceive the direction of entering the underworld, and she was a little confused.

Zhang Wenfeng stepped out of the formation and said, "Let me use the gate of ghosts to send fellow Taoists a ride!"

He has done a lot of things, especially using the special rhythmic scriptures taught by Bai Wuchang, so that he can understand the fluctuations of the ghost's heart, and if he is malicious, he will not be able to hide it from him, so he no longer has to worry about the female ghost repeating.

The woman took the initiative to float back to avoid, to show respect.

Fifty feet away, Zhang Wenfeng stretched out his left index finger, and drew a square, deep and blurred ghost gate in the air, showing the demeanor of ghosts, and then retreated into the formation, Yue Anyan sat cross-legged on the ground to meditate, and it seemed that he would not wake up for a while.

The woman walked around the ghost gate, and with her knowledge and ability, she could recognize the authenticity of the breath.

With a smile on his face, as he waved his hands, the white clothes on his body fluttered out, floating slowly in the air. The woman was still wearing the same white clothes, and said: "Now I am out of trouble, I have almost nothing on my body, and I don't have many gifts. If you can get it, this 'Liu Sha Shui Yi', although it has gone through a lot of battle and wear and tear over the years, still maintains two points of magic. I will give it to the Taoist companion next to me to express my gratitude and ask her to help the concubine keep the legacy. Shelter for a while, and repay your kindness!"

Zhang Wenfeng was dumbfounded, since the female ghost misunderstood the relationship between him and Yue Anyan, he didn't bother to talk about it.

He just clasped his fists in place of Yue An and thanked him, he didn't care if he repayed the favor or not, he met by chance, and sent the king to the underworld for his own safety, it was different from drawing swords to help when encountering injustice on the rivers and lakes, and he wouldn't take it seriously if he made a verbal promise.

It's hard to say whether there will be a next life. Who will recognize who after drinking Mengpo soup?

He doesn't think that anyone has the ability to be reincarnated and still maintain a trace of Su Hui's ambiguity. Wouldn't the underworld become a mere scene?Capable guys can step on their feet and make excuses to start over when encountering difficulties.

The meaning of existence in the realm of the underworld is rebirth, reincarnation as humans, animals, birds, fish and insects, God knows.

"Excuse me, haven't you asked the names of fellow Taoists?"

"Fairy Spirit Temple, Zhang Wenfeng. Fellow Daoist Bai, please!"

Zhang Wenfeng reached out to ask.

He didn't want to have long nights and dreams, so he sent the female ghost on the road early, so that everyone could feel at ease.

The woman stepped forward and walked into the ghost gate without saying a word. She could see that the ghost gate existed for a limited time in the world, and if she missed it, she might regret it for life.

With a wave of Zhang Wenfeng's hand, the remaining paper money on the ground flew all over the sky and turned into fireballs, and the ghost gate disappeared without a trace at the same time.

The merits and virtues are complete, and there is nothing wrong with each other.

Chapter 194 The female cultivator loves beauty and will never change

Zhang Wenfeng stepped forward, caught a white woman's dress floating in the air, unfolded it, and found that the white dress was as thin as a cicada's wing and transparent, and the light gauze had almost no weight, and I don't know what material it was made of.

He could tell at a glance that this dress was not bad, not inferior to the dust-washing robe he was wearing that was repaired by the mountain god.

His eyes fell on the light green tassel hanging on the right waist of the white robe, the small white jade ring that binds the tassel,?It was a magic weapon, and it was slightly restricted by water magic, so he didn't check it much. It was a gift from Fang Bailan to Yue Anyan.

After collecting the clothes and confirming that there are no other inappropriate hands or feet, he returned to the small formation and folded the clothes on the ground beside Yue Anyan.

Sitting down a little distance away, he took out the gourd from the black cloth bag and drank a few mouthfuls of spiritual spring water.

Seeing the mountain badger rubbing against his leg?He took out a few fruits to feed, and rubbed the mountain badger's head.

He took out some cooked food, steamed the food in his hands, and ate slowly to fill his stomach. He had to wait for Yue Anyan to wake up from the trance, and then go around the big formation together to explore, and Fang Bailan seriously please The preserved remains must be found and brought out.

But what's the point of keeping a stinky skin?

I also forgot to ask how long, forget it, let Yue Anyan, who has benefited, watch and deal with it.

After relaxing, Zhang Wenfeng suddenly coughed a few times.

He was a little surprised, busy looking inside,?Sure enough, that bit of red is abnormal, right?I don't know when there was an extra grain of rice, and he was almost comfortable for half a month, when the red silk witch curse started to make trouble again.

Sighed silently, ?Take out a clepsydra, ?Adjust the sand, close your eyes and meditate to practice Jiamu Zhenhuo Jue.

Turning Yuan Qi into wood fire, he can now condense a peanut the size of a flower. According to Ji Shixi, at least he has to accumulate it to the size of a pigeon egg before he can try to use wood fire to expel the witchcraft.

There is no shortage of aura in this abandoned formation.

After practicing for about an hour, I was exhausted and the flame increased slightly.

This matter cannot be rushed. Fortunately, he didn't cough again during this period, which made him feel at ease, and continued to adjust his breathing and exercise skills to restore his cultivation.

The mountain badger quietly squatted beside him to guard him, and did not move around to make any noise.

Time passed slowly, and Zhang Wenfeng woke up with an uncontrollable cough. He quickly covered his mouth and glanced at the hourglass. The interval between the two coughs was about two hours.

Calm down your breath, stand up and walk around the small formation.

Continue to pinch formulas to practice Jiamu True Fire Jue.

More than an hour later, Yue Anyan woke up from the sedation, opened his eyes, and the water on his body shrank.

"Congratulations, Senior Sister, for breaking through the barrier and making a further step in your cultivation!"

Zhang Wenfeng stopped and smiled.

Yue Anyan tapped the ground lightly with her toes, and stood up buoyantly. This time she entered the samadhi, her cultivation had advanced to the late stage of Qi Transformation, and she said with a smile: "It's thanks to you, the Lord, the second senior brother will definitely rush to go out with the Lord next time." Treasure hunt."

She didn't worry about the little things of holding hands with the temple master.

She has a similar life experience to the temple master, and she has the same disease and sympathy, and has long regarded the temple master as her own brother. Of course, many times she thinks that the temple master is more like her elder brother, who is considerate in everything, and is not too old to be a young man.

"Hey, this dress...isn't that fellow Daoist Fang?"

"This 'Liu Sha Shui Clothes' is a gift specially given to you by Fellow Daoist Fang before he left."

"Monastery Master, you put in a lot of effort to save her, why are you thanking me?"

Yue Anyan said so, bent down to take the stacked clothes in his hands, and praised: "It's so light and light, this is a rare cassock."

Stretching the clothes on her body, it can be seen that she likes the gift Fang Bailan gave her very much.

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "No matter how good the clothes are, she can't wear them for me."

Yue Anyan smiled sweetly, "That's right, so I accepted the gift, and it's the temple master who contributed, so it's not a loss."

"She gave you a gift because she asked for you. She left it behind, so please keep it for her."

"That's what it should be. At that time, build a house to store it for her. No, she went to the Nether Realm. Why do you want to keep the remains? Or does she have the means to be reincarnated?"

Yue Anyan put the clothes on his chest, stopped and asked in doubt.