Taoist chanting

She chose to besiege and attack the big-headed ghost that burrowed into the ground, and gave up the guy who burrowed into the rock wall.

The big head ghost was not greedy enough, before leaving, she actually wanted to pick up the "earth ghost stone" left by the tiger shadow ghost, how could she tolerate it.

He chose to turn a blind eye to the twenty or so little ghosts swarming towards him.

With Zhang Guanzhu, who can recite scriptures and cross ghosts, by her side, she is very at ease about her own safety.

Furthermore, she has other means of defense, even if the impotent brat gets close, she won't be able to do anything to her for a moment.

Zhang Wenfeng stretched out his right hand,?Aiming at the group of ghosts rushing from below, he performed an ancient etiquette to invite ghosts. The sound of the scriptures spread in the direction of the group of ghosts. He waved the incense stick in his left hand, and three red lights drew mysterious arcs in the air.

The group of ghosts rushed forward, involuntarily changing direction.

The sound of scriptures and the influence of incense are comparable to the supreme delicacy, so that they can no longer have the idea of ​​​​resisting, and they circle around the chanting disk in a daze.

The lost instincts are slowly waking up, and they can be freed after washing away the hooded dirt and resentment.

Suddenly, there was a fierce and ghostly cry from the rock wall.

The three ghosts circling around screamed suddenly, and rushed towards the Taoist priest two feet away from three directions.

Zhang Wenfeng held the only half of the incense stick vertically, his left index finger stretched out like a sharp blade, he moved his feet, and stabbed continuously in an understatement. There were three soft "puff puff puffs", and the three ghosts with strong strength struggled with the air bubbles. Generally shattered, only a few remnant souls remained, floating in the air blankly, and after a while, mixed with other remnant souls to circle around together.

He has the compassionate heart of a Taoist priest, and also has the means of killing ghosts with thunderbolts.

There is only one chance, if you miss it, your soul will be scattered, and there will be no next life.

Yun Qiuhe had already used the magic weapon in his hand and the icy water lake arranged on the ground in advance to trap the big head ghost who was greedy for the earth ghost stone, the small half of his huge head on the ground, so that he could not escape immediately.

"Ray comes!"

Yun Qiuhe shouted.

The donkey cooperated perfectly, preparing to release a finger-thick thunder light, which slammed into the middle of the big-headed ghost's forehead, the thunder light sank into the fuzzy ghost's head, and the silver light flashed and burned all the way to attack.

The ghost head opened its huge mouth, and let out a painful howling sound similar to a hundred ghosts, trying to form a strange resonance of ghost screams. This is its natural attack method, which consumes ghost power, but it can't care about it at this time , It is important to escape for your life.

However, before it could play a role, it was destroyed by the impact of the aggravated sound of chanting scriptures in the sky, and it was impossible to fully form the resonance of ghost screams.

The sound of scriptures is extremely penetrating, and the broken ghost array can no longer stop the singing.

The donkey kept on doing nothing, and a sonic explosion blasted behind the left cheek of the big-headed ghost. It couldn't see the ear behind the big-headed ghost's head, so it attacked it temporarily.

Since it has advanced to the first level, its monster power has doubled, and its attack power cannot be underestimated.

The big head ghost's huge head swayed in pain and quickly shrunk. It knew that if it didn't run away, it might have no chance. It decided to give up half of its soul power, and escape was the most important thing.

The frost enclosing its head made a "crack" sound, and the ground was torn apart. The moment it shrunk its head and escaped into the ground, a peach-red sword light descended from the sky, piercing the back of the top of the big-headed ghost's head with a "chirp".

Through fighting with the big-headed ghost, Yun Qiuhe finally finds out where the big-headed ghost's life and soul is, and the opportunity is fleeting.

She quickly marked it with blue ice crystals, and Zhang Guanzhu, who did it above the sound transmission, drew out the flying sword.

With just one blow, the big-headed ghost jumped out of the ground with a howl. There was a hole in the top door, and black air came out from the void.

The head swelled uncontrollably, reaching about three feet in the blink of an eye, and the blurred grimace trembled violently.

"It's going to disintegrate and explode, quick!"

Yun Qiuhe exclaimed, her methods could not suppress such a change at all.

"Pfft", the sharp flying sword pierced through the big-headed ghost's opened mouth, and pierced out from the back of the head.

The head suddenly deflated like a leaking bubble, and the black air gushed wildly, and finally turned into a Dou Dadi ghost stone, which fell to the ground and rolled several times.

A smile appeared on Yun Qiuhe's face. She liked this kind of tacit understanding of fighting without saying anything.

The ghost formation was completely broken, and the ghost energy in the valley was slowly dissipating. She waved her sleeves, whipped up a strong wind to disperse the ghost mist, and reached out to take the two soul stones seven or eight feet away into her hands. Rare goodies!

Replenish the soul, heal wounds, refine medicine, and have a wide range of uses.

The donkey rushed into the valley, bared its teeth and smiled at Yun Qiuhe.

Yun Qiuhe looked back and changed three sticks of incense again, Zhang Guanzhu, who was still meticulous in overcoming many ghosts in the air, fell to the ground, stretched out her hands to smooth the somewhat messy hair on the donkey's back, and asked, "Is there any harm?" ?”

The donkey shook his head, and sniffed the woman's cheek.

Yun Qiuhe pushed the donkey's face away and encouraged him: "Work hard. When I go back to this mission, I will find a way to buy you some Yunxu Lingcao seeds as a reward. Your masters are very capable, even the corn spirit plant If it can be planted, it is not a problem to cultivate mere cloud catkin grass. The grass-eating spirit beasts of Dazong sect eat cloud catkin grass. After you taste the taste, you will know what is delicious in the world? It’s just that you can eat other green grass in the future. It tastes like chewing wax, there are gains and losses."

The donkey almost drooled when he heard it, his eyeballs sparkled, he tried his best to imagine the taste of the spirit grass, and rubbed his head on the woman's shoulder to express his gratitude and excitement.

Appetite, it admits, is its weakness.

However, if you can't satisfy even a little bit of appetite, how can you practice ass?

Yun Qiuhe touched the back of the donkey, then suddenly raised her head and looked up the valley. In the twilight, she saw two monks flying from the east.

Flying into the air, the sound transmission told the donkey a few words.

The donkey suppressed the flashes of light in its eyes, and suddenly became very ordinary, but its body was exceptionally strong.

The donkey's stomach growled unconvincingly, and the donkey ignored the things in the sky. It walked out of the valley, disgusted that the ghost air polluted the nearby grass, found a piece of green tender grass, and slowly ate it to fill its stomach.

But after listening to Yun Qiuhe's description, the spirit grass was delicious.

It is eating ordinary green grass now, why does it feel like chewing wax and can't eat it anymore?

Donkey Day, what should I do?

Chapter 221 Reputation Outside

The two people who came were a man and a woman, wearing the same blue-gray Taoist robe, with a dragon-patterned belt, a small black iron sword hanging from their waist, and an ancient black embroidered dragon coiled around the cuff.

The two stopped a hundred feet away. They couldn't understand what scriptures the Taoist was reciting, it seemed to be some kind of ancient dialect.

There are similarities in the rhyme of chanting scriptures in the same branch of Taoism, right?By listening to the rhyme, they can identify the other party's Taoist identity.

What surprised them was the young Taoist, who was so profound in reciting scriptures.

There were more than 30 ghosts left in the air. Within half a stick of incense, the ghosts who had been saved by the scriptures washed away their grievances and hostility, and bowed in the air to thank them,?Floating into the void into the realm of the underworld.

It's getting dark, ?Zhang Wenfeng sent away the last old ghost with the deepest resentment,?Fall to the rocky ridge below, place the remaining incense sticks on the ground, and let it burn out naturally.

He took out a handful of paper money from the black cloth bag, and threw them into the air with words in his mouth. The paper money turned into balls of flames and floated down the valley. The money for the journey must not be enough. It’s just an expression of meaning. It’s impossible for outsiders to have a lot of money The paper money was taken out from the black cloth bag.

After completing the entire lesson, I flew into the air.

"Fellow daoists are invited! The two of you look tense, what's the point of going to the wilderness?"

The man on the opposite side was handsome and handsome, he was not inferior to Chen Qingqiao, he clasped his fists and asked.

Yun Qiuhe replied first: "Xuanyun Guanyun Qiuhe, I have met two of you, we were ordered to go to the Barren Stone Ridge to serve. This is Zhang Guanzhu of Xianlingguan,? I don't know what to call the two of you?"

Through each other's clothes, she recognized them as Panlongguan monks.

Xuanyun Temple is a big sect comparable to Panlong Temple, right?Great sect monks are good at talking to each other.

The man gave a hearty smile, cupped his fists and said, "I've been waiting for a long time."

His gaze rested on Guanzhu Zhang for a moment, and he introduced himself: "Panlongguan is polite to other cities. This is my junior sister Yi Qing. We are ordered to patrol the wilderness and wilderness of the world and meet our colleagues who came to carry out the mission."

He took out a token and showed it to Yun and Zhang.

Yun Qiuhe took out his ID card and flashed it.

The woman named Yi Qing clasped her fists with a smile, looked at Guanzhu Zhang wearing a bamboo hat with her wonderful eyes, and asked, "But Zhang Wenfeng and Guanzhu Zhang face to face?"

Zhang Wenfeng didn't know how the other party knew his name, so he cupped his fists and said, "It's Zhang."

He didn't leave the county, and the fairy temple was unknown. Both of them seemed to recognize him, and then he thought of something.

Yun Qiuhe had already asked: "Is He Guangjun who climbed the sky tower also in Barren Stone Ridge?"

"He Daoist didn't come. Two, please!"

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Zhubicheng stretched out his hand to ask,?The four of them flew to the southeast, Zhubicheng said with a smile: "I only heard that Zhang Daochang is outstanding in swordsmanship and is unique, but I didn't expect Zhang Daochang to be good at supernatural powers. I admire, admire!"

In this world, hunting ghosts with super speed is just a small way, and the big sect may have inherited secret methods, but during the stage of aura surge, monks under the sect will not be allowed to dabble too deeply in super speed, and the time is limited, so as not to be distracted and affect the future of the avenue.

Some small Taoist temples have found a new way, using some methods of saving ghosts to accumulate merit, or raising ghosts to speed up their practice, which has never been recognized by the big sects with background.

Zhubi City has no other meaning. At present, what is lacking in the Barren Stone Ridge base is talents who can transcend ghosts and have profound Taoism. He has witnessed Zhang Guanzhu's method of crossing ghosts. Compared with the other ghost hunters in the base , Each has its own strengths, it seems that Zhang Guanzhu's method is more clever, and he has a heart to make friends.

Zhang Wenfeng smiled modestly: "The ghost-catching trail, all fellow Taoists have praised it absurdly!"

Yun Qiuhe curiously asked the woman who turned her head to look at Zhang Guanzhu: "Yi Daoyou, I would like to ask you, who did you hear about Zhang Guanzhu's outstanding swordsmanship, or is there an acquaintance we know in the base?"

"Cen San of Weiyun Temple, friend Lin Cen, likes to learn from others in his spare time in the Barren Stone Ridge. He especially admires Guanzhu Zhang's swordsmanship."

"It's him."

Yun Qiuhe glanced at Zhang Guanzhu with a smile.

Now it's exciting to watch, Cen Sanlin is also a madman who fights and learns from each other, besides killing ghosts, he also pulls Guanzhu Zhang to fight swords every day.

谷湀

Zhang Wenfeng quickly changed the topic: "Fellow Taoists, are the ghosts in Guizai Ridge so unscrupulous now? They ran so far in broad daylight to lay an ambush against passing monks?"

On the ground below, the donkey spread its hooves and followed closely behind. Zhang Wenfeng deliberately slowed down his flying speed.

He roughly figured it out, the ghosts set up an ambush in the valley, trying to plot against the donkeys that helped them carry their loads, lure them down to check, and then activated the ghost formation to surround them, but he didn't expect that the donkeys were not as ordinary as they appeared on the surface, they were self-defeating and used by donkeys Lei Fa counterattacked and exposed his signs, so he simply launched a formation to trap the unusual donkeys and lead them down to rescue them.

Instead, he used the method of chanting scriptures to get rid of the bottom line, and transferred many low-level ghosts who were in the formation.

It was also due to the bad luck of the three-headed ghosts, who miscalculated one after another, leading to a crushing defeat.

Zhubicheng explained: "Since the end of March, we rushed into Guizailing's old nest of ghosts and had a fight. The ghosts of Guizailing often haunted the wilderness at night or at dusk, ambush and attack It's the first time for a single monk to run so far this time. Guanzhu Zhang, how many ghosts have you encountered?"

"Three heads, fortunately Fellow Daoist Yun saw through their formation."

Zhang Wenfeng chatted with the other party casually, and learned more about the situation here by the way.

Through conversations, I learned that there are currently three Freedom Realm masters coming from various places, more than 20 monks in the Gradient Realm, and more than [-] monks in the Huaqi Realm, all of whom are dispatched from nearby states and counties. Most of the monks in the Qi Realm come here to seek a breakthrough, and of course there will be certain dangers.

And the two of them belonged to one of the helping hands sent by Yuanyang County.

One after another, there are monks coming from behind.

Every few monks form a small team, and carry out exploration, protection or deployment of some means in different areas.

Before and after, countless small-scale battles broke out with ghosts of all sizes in Guizailing.

The demon clan of the Broken Moon Demon Forest also organized demon cultivators in the southwest, and formed a siege with the Taoist cultivators of the Da'an Dynasty. It is imperative to kill this powerful group of ghosts.

It is still unclear how many third-order ghosts are in the underground ghost cave of Guizailing.

Even if some little ghosts were caught, they would not be able to find any valuable clues.

After suffering a loss, Taoist cultivators and demon cultivators did not dare to venture forward, but the "Five Ghosts Day" on the fifth day of May is imminent, and the follow-up war should break out before the Five Ghosts Day.

These things are not considered secrets in the Barren Stone Ridge base, and Zhubi City knows everything that can be said.

After flying for a hundred miles, they arrived at their destination and landed on a rocky mountain top seventy to eighty feet high. Most of the wilderness and wilderness are rolling small hills and flat plains. that's it.

It was already dark, and Zhang Wenfeng told the donkey to stay at the bottom of the mountain. He could feel that the entire rocky mountain was covered with numerous formations, surrounding the halfway up the rocky mountain, and countless simple caves were opened up, as well as houses built of stones, illuminated by lights. It was bright, monks came in and out, and it seemed very lively.

Tie the bamboo hat to the back, and follow Zhubicheng and Yi Qing to the front of a tall stone hall built with huge stones on the top of the mountain.

There were two monks with swords on duty outside the gate, and they were allowed to pass by showing their identity tokens.

After crossing the high threshold, they walked into the simple stone hall without whitewashing and carvings. There was a huge stone table in the middle of the empty hall, and behind it was a middle-aged monk writing at the desk.

There is another small table next to it, and two monks are flipping through the files.

Fist-sized glowing stones emitting soft white light hang down from the top of the stone hall, illuminating the entire hall brightly.

Zhubicheng stepped forward to salute with fists in his hands: "Sir Yi, Yun Qiuhe, a monk of Xuanyun Temple, and Zhang Wenfeng, a monk of Xianling Temple, are dispatched by the Daolu Branch of Yuanyang County, Nanjiang Prefecture, to serve here!"

Put the documents of the two on the desk for the adults to check.

Yi Weishu was wearing a loose white Taoist robe with a silver embroidered dragon on his cuff. He put down the brush in his hand, looked up at the two people who came forward to salute, and said with a smile, "You two have come from a long way, so you don't need to be polite!"

Putting his hands together slightly, he returned the gift, picked up the document, flipped through it, put it back and made arrangements: "Bicheng, you take them through the formalities, assign the caves and other matters, rest tonight, and assign tasks tomorrow."

His eyes stayed on Zhang Wenfeng's respectful face for a moment, and he nodded slightly.

Chapter 222 Not worth mentioning

After completing the formalities, he took the black iron sword token and hung it on his waist, and came to the assigned residence halfway up the mountain. Zhang Wenfeng clasped his fists to thank and sent away Zhubicheng who helped him, and then went into the cave to have a look around.

The grotto assigned to him has a simple stone hall and two secret rooms for cultivation.

In addition to the futon for meditation,?A real homeless.