Jiajing Spiritual Records

Ning Huan gritted his teeth, and approached the Spider King. The path was covered with dense white chrysalis, and he would come across it if he didn't pay attention.Through the white chrysalis around it, one can still see the curled up corpse inside.There was a sound beside him, Ning Huan was startled, and took a few steps back.There was a "crash", a white pupa was bitten open a big hole from the inside, and a huge baby's head with yellow mucus poked out ghostly from it.

Ning Huan clenched the knife in his hand, and he stared at the man-faced spider in front of him holding his breath.Fortunately, the man-faced spider hatched from the white chrysalis didn't seem to be interested in him. It only looked around for a while, and the eight legs quickly crawled towards the spider king.

Ning Huan breathed a sigh of relief, walked lightly and continued to move forward.On the other side, the spider king's attention had already been attracted by Su Xian, apparently he didn't notice Ning Huan's approach.The crystal coffin is hidden under its belly, but if Ning Huan wants to get close, he has to pass through its four pairs of sharp legs, which are surrounded by creepy human-faced spiders, baby-headed spiders, countless Hundreds of tricks, each of which can easily kill Ning Huan.

Ning Huan thought for a while, and found a red kit from his chest, and poured out a red leaf from it.The veins, stems and leaves of the leaves are all transparent bright red, and in this treacherous cave, there is a coquettish red shining.This is a family heirloom of the Ning Mansion. According to legend, it is a petal of the lotus platform under the body of the Ksitigarbha Dharma King.

As for why the family heirloom is on Ning Huan?This may start when Ning Huan was born.When Ning Huan was just born, Taoist priests at Nanshan Temple calculated that he was destined to be a robber.In order to keep his grandson safe, Ning Huan's grandfather took out the treasures left by his ancestors from the ancestral hall, wrapped them in a brocade bag, and hung them around Ning Huan's neck day and night. Avoid disaster.

Ning Huan licked his dry lips and weighed the lotus petals in his hands. This was not the first time he had thought about this red leaf, but it was brighter than ordinary lotus flowers, and there was no difference in the rest.Ning Huan usually took care of his mother's nagging, except for wearing it as an ordinary thing, he didn't pay much attention to it.It's just that life and death are at stake right now, Ning Huan suddenly thought of this life-saving talisman.

The lotus petals didn't change much, Ning Huan sighed: "Hey, if I could really exorcise evil spirits, I wouldn't have been bitten by that man-faced spider earlier."

But the Xie Dao managed to block the spider king's sharp claws, but was entangled in the spider silk spit out from the mouth of the wet corpse, and the blade was thrown to one side.Suxian was almost cornered by the wet corpse now, he was panting heavily, black air was coming out of the wound on his right hand, and the surrounding spiders surged up like a tide, and it was impossible to finish it off.

The paper figurine Yinchuan stood in front of Suxian, but he couldn't resist the resentment coming from the wet corpse.How can the monstrous resentment after death be stopped when a human being becomes a spirit?

"Yinchuan, take Ning Huan and leave first." Su Xian said in a deep voice.

"No! If your lord makes any mistakes, how should I explain to Taoist Songshan?"

Suxian interrupted her: "Yinchuan, 300 years of practice have paid off your sins. After this matter is over, you go to Sanqing Mountain to find your master, and he will send you into reincarnation."

But the evil knife fell to Ning Huan's feet with a "bang", and the spider king's giant pincers were about to stab Su Xian, but he was bound by the spider silk all over his body, and he had no time to dodge.Ning Huan didn't care about thinking, subconsciously picked up the long knife at his feet and threw it vigorously at the wet corpse.

The Spider King stopped moving, Ning Huan breathed a sigh of relief, but the evil knife fell to the wet corpse's feet.She turned her head abruptly, noticed Ning Huan's existence, and stared at him with cold eyes.Ning Huan diverted the wet corpse's attention, but put himself in a dangerous situation.That sight made Ning Huan tremble all over, his legs were as heavy as a thousand catties, pinning him to the ground so that he could not move.

"Mistress Xizi hates fire, so she won't let you light the lamp."

"Mistress Xizi hates fire, so she won't let you light the lamp."

"Mistress Xizi hates fire, so she won't let you light the lamp."

The boy's voice lingered in his ears.fire!ignition!Ning Huan didn't have time to hesitate, he took off his clothes, took out a fire pocket and tried to light it up, but failed to light it several times.He simply took off the kit, which was made of cotton, and Ning Huan wanted it to be used as a fire starter.

A gust of wind brushed past his ears, and Ning Huan was knocked three feet away by a strong force.He fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time. The unextinguished fire and the kit fell not far away.

When he looked up again, the wet corpse had left the Spider King, only a few steps away from him.She lay prone on the ground, her upper body slightly arched, and her dark pupils were just looking at Ning Huan.

Ning Huan's mind suddenly went blank, it was over.

The expected death did not come as expected.Ning Huan opened his eyes, and saw that the fire bag had ignited the kit, burning it together with the red leaves inside.

At first, a few sporadic flames were burning, and then the coquettish crimson flames gradually gathered into a sea of ​​flames, and the karmic fire burned into a huge red lotus.The fourth theory of yoga says: "The red lotus Naraka is different from this one. It turns green after this, and the color turns red. The skin splits, or ten or more. Therefore, Naraka is called the red lotus."

The raging flames instantly trapped the wet corpse, just separating Ning Huan from the wet corpse, and the wet corpse roared in pain in the flames.Ning Huan widened his eyes and looked at the incredible scene in front of him.

Unexpectedly, it turns out that his family's ancestral treasure has such great power.It seems that Ning Huan's No. 13 pulse single pass will not be destroyed in his hands, ancestors bless, ancestors bless.

The ghostly fire instantly extended to the man-faced spider king, and the spider king kept rolling on the ground, revealing the crystal coffin under his belly.

The wet corpse had no time to take care of Ning Huan at this time. Ning Huan caught a glimpse of the crystal coffin under the Spider King. The crowd of human-faced spiders had dispersed, and some of them died in the sea of ​​flames. Ning Huan ran over rolling and crawling.I saw a woman in a gorgeous dress with a phoenix crown lying inside, her face was serene, her skin was firm and not fading, and she was lying there with her hands clasped in front of her abdomen like a stranger.Without hesitation, Ning Huan directly cut open the cobwebs around the coffin with the knife, and pried up the coffin lid.

"Thank you, sir, for saving your life." The woman's voice was heard again, and it was only the voice that fell into the coffin. The woman's corpse had disappeared.A white shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and Yin Chuan stumbled down in front of Ning Huan with the injured Su Xian on his back.Ning Huan rushed forward, took Su Xian over, worried: "Are you alright?"

Yinchuan shook his head. She was injured by the wet corpse's resentment just now. Fortunately, one soul and two souls were hidden in the soul-repressing bell, and there was no serious problem for the time being: "My lord has been poisoned by the corpse, but I will wake up in a while."

Hearing this, Ning Huan breathed a sigh of relief.

The karmic fire of the red lotus burns away all the ghosts and monsters in the world.The wet corpse roared heart-piercingly, a black air hovered around the flames, and she tried in vain to extinguish the flames on her body with the evil air.But how could the flames of the Eighteenth Floor of Avici Hell be ordinary fires? The flames quickly swallowed up everything, leaving only a handful of ashes on the ground.

When Su Xian opened his eyes, Ning Huan was frowning, holding his two knives, one long and one short, and worrying in a daze.

How should I explain to my parents that I burned the family heirloom with my own hands?If so, his father would probably think that he was lost, and made up an excuse to make up nonsense, no, he has to let Su Xian accompany him to explain.In Jinyiwei Township, even his father dared not beat him face to face.

"Cough cough!" Su Xian coughed from the side.

"You're awake!" Ning Huan turned around and said pleasantly.

"Well, what about the Wet Corpse and the Man-faced Spider King?" He struggled to support himself and half sat up, although his forehead was sweating profusely, but his face was much rosier than before.

Ning Huan said: "It was all burned by fire."

Su Xian was taken aback for a moment: "Fire? You set it on fire?"

Ning Huan nodded: "Yes, the red lotus in my kit was lit on the spot by me. I didn't expect that thing to be useful."

"Red lotus?" Suxian stared at the burning ashes in a daze. After a while, he finally understood and relaxed. He breathed a sigh of relief, "Red lotus fire, that's a treasure. Help me." One life, tsk, you have lost a lot."

Ning Huan quickly waved his hands: "No, no, thanks to the care of adults along the way, I can live now. The red lotus fire is nothing." Let's establish a good relationship first, otherwise, when he returns home, why would he beg someone to go home with him and explain.