"I think it is not easy for you to practice cultivation. I advise you not to resist unnecessarily, surrender obediently, accept the Taoist precepts, and retain the opportunity to pursue your own Taoism in the future, and avoid the suffering of being destroyed and rootless."
Yun Qiuhe warned righteously and made gestures, and someone below made a sharp whistle.
The two people who "admonished" the blocking villagers quickly drew their swords and retreated this way on guard.
Wu Youde and Che Sheng were so busy that they were covered in dirt and grass juice, and they did not finish cleaning the fire zone. When they heard the call, they hurriedly bowed their hands to Mr. Zhang to plead guilty, and went to the other side to form an array.
The Yuan Qi in Zhang Wenfeng's body has recovered to some extent. He is carefully exploring the existence of the sound. Listening to the sound, it does not look like the three-foot-tall poplar tree spirit, nor the tall and thin willow tree woman.
Doesn't it say in the classics, "In the first few decades after the spiritual energy rises, the demon spirits are naturally long and difficult to enlighten?"
Why do new varieties appear one after another?
In this small wilderness mud lake, I met another demon spirit with high moral standards.
The ethereal voice is filled with a subtle illusion energy that confuses people's hearts.
Wu Youde, Che Sheng and others, law enforcement officers who have acquired cultivation skills and wear tokens with carved runes on their bodies, more or less, also have one or two non-grade magical weapons that are influenced by incense. They are not affected for the time being. But the villagers knelt down and knelt down one by one as if they were possessed by evil spirits, and kept shouting.
He made a worry-free gesture with his left hand and moved lightly towards Yun Qiuhe.
This newly emerged evil thing can affect the minds of mortals on a large scale and should not be underestimated.
"Ignorant Taoist donkeys, all life in the world is spiritual and can be slaughtered by you? How dare you boast in front of me? Today I will give you a lesson to let you know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is. .”
As the sound moved rhythmically from east to west in the air.
All the more than a hundred men, women, and men who were kneeling in obeisance stood up one by one, holding hoes, sticks, shovels, and even branches, rocks, and mud in their hands, their eyes wide open and their faces distorted.
As if they had a sworn hatred against the group of people from Daolu Branch, they gathered around them step by step.
Yun Qiuhe jumped down from the tree and shouted: "Set up the formation, the Seven-Star Split Fighting Formation!"
Law enforcement soldiers holding swords in pairs quickly moved into position and formed an uneven formation behind her.
It was impossible for her to really attack more than two hundred mortals controlled by evil magic and kill them mercilessly. The difficulty of the matter was beyond her expectation. She organized her men into an array to ensure that they were not affected by the evil thing.
Then he saw the tomb grass, with skeletal claws stretching out.
The sun was obscured by the rising smoke, making the sky in this area gloomy. There were faint and shrill ghost howls in the air, and the skeletal claws scratched in the air and moved slowly, making it look eerie and strange.
"Is this your idea of 'everything in the world has spirituality'? Bah, you say one thing and do another, control the minds of mortals, let them die, disturb the undead, and even cause them no peace after death. You dare to talk to me about any nonsense. ? You evil thing, you are not necessarily that clever."
Yun Qiuhe sneered and scolded, and communicated with Zhang Wenfeng:
"Zhang Guanzhu, can you tell what kind of method this evil thing is? Why do I think it doesn't use evil tricks?"
Zhang Wenfeng was near the array, looking at the crowd that was slowly approaching and losing their minds. He slowly shook his head and said through the voice:
"It is indeed not the evil spirit's magic method. These people may have been affected by evil objects for a long time. Judging from their behavior of kneeling down in excitement after hearing the sound, perhaps they have set up evil object tablets at home and enshrined them for a long time."
After receiving the reminder, Yun Qiuhe's mind raced, and he suddenly thought of a possibility.
"Are you saying...that obscene worship is causing trouble?"
Zhang Wenfeng nodded slowly and said through the voice: "I'm afraid it is. Look at that tomb, it occupies a large area, and there are some old and new tombs, but there is only one overgrown path leading to it, and even the miscellaneous trees growing on the tomb are They didn’t even clean it up, and there were not many hanging papers and incense candles left in the grass. It was really not in line with filial piety, but rather it was done deliberately.”
Yun Qiuhe looked at the crowd getting closer and closer, as well as the skeletal claws surrounding them from the west, but he remained calm and asked through a message: "Is there any way to break the evil ritual of obscenity?...These people are so troublesome. "
She and the people from the Daolu branch can use Taoism to awaken some lost villagers, but they only treat the symptoms but not the root cause.
Those people were deeply poisoned by evil ways.
Killing is definitely not allowed.
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If she dared to order a sharp knife to cut off the mess and kill him directly, which would go against the great path she cultivated, she would definitely have a mental problem.
In just a moment, in other directions further away, more dead bones of animals appeared in the grass on the ground, all surrounding them. Looking around, there were dead bones moving everywhere, as many as forest trees.
They actually fell into a strange and dangerous place.
The wind was blowing, and the sky was getting darker.
The strange ghostly howling sound seems to come from the underworld, which is faint and sad, disturbing the soul.
The expressions on the faces of the people behind Yun Qiuhe changed, and they were a little at a loss. There were too many dead bones on the ground, which was frightening to watch.
Zhang Wenfeng was thinking quickly about a solution. Today he flipped through the book "Evil Spirits, Demons, Mountains and Weird Chronicles" and read some records about the evil ways of obscenity and sacrifice without going into too much detail.
The matter was urgent. After observing calmly, he looked at the sky again, sighed in his heart, and gave it a try.
"Don't worry, I'll try another method!"
Hearing Guanzhu Zhang's message, Yun Qiuhe quietly put away a talisman he took out from his sleeve with his left hand, and hurriedly said through the message: "How can I cooperate with you? Tell me?"
If she had no choice, she would also order a killing spree.
The life of a foolish mortal is life, but the life of her and her subordinates is not life?
She was just worried that killing mortals would fall into the evil plot of the obscene priest. She remembered that the obscene priest originally had the evil magic of blood sacrifice, which could greatly increase the power of the evil.
Fortunately, it is broad daylight now. Even if the sun is blocked, the evil ways of obscenity and worship are still restrained a lot.
She had realized that this place was restricted by some evil formation, and she had no way to notify Dean Wu in the city to come and respond.
"Protect me! I need to chant sutras and cast spells."
After Zhang Wenfeng finished speaking, he cupped his fists with both hands and bowed to the east, south, west and north respectively.
After getting up, he looked solemn, and in a strange accent, he vaguely recited "The Mysterious Sutra of Saving Suffering and Eradicating Sins Said by the Heavenly Master of the Xuan Ling Bao of Taishang Cave":
"At that time, the Heavenly Lord who saves suffering is filling the realms of the ten directions. He always saves and pulls out all sentient beings with his majestic power. When he is free from the lost path, all sentient beings are unaware, just like blindly seeing the sun and moon. I am too ignorant, and my leadership is boundless... …”
As he recited sutras, the cries and screams of ghosts in the surrounding wind became more and more obvious, and a chill suddenly arose.
On the ground, whether they were human bones or animal bones, they were all sluggish.
Zhang Wenfeng walked with his feet to cross the dead soul's Gangstep, knowing it in his heart, and he kept chanting, high and low.
Although he used the language of his previous life, the Taoist method was divided into many secret language tribes, and each had its own inheritance. He recited it in a vague way, and others could not understand the dialect.
Of course, he still took some risks. At this time, his life was at stake and he couldn't care less.
When Yun Qiuhe saw that the effect of his method was remarkable, he looked happy and waved his hand. The formation started with Zhang Guanzhu as the center, advancing and retreating to protect according to Zhang Guanzhu's footsteps.
The voice sounded in the air: "Stinky Taoist priest, if you dare to ruin my good deeds, I will sacrifice you to your soul."
Zhang Wenfeng didn't seem to hear anything. He stretched out his left index finger and swiped it toward the north.
A square, deep and fuzzy ghost gate appeared in the gloomy sky.
The people who were protecting him were terrified and did not dare to look at the deep passage that seemed to suck people's souls.
Yun Qiuhe was always very courageous and did not dare to look further.
In addition to admiration for Zhang Guanzhu's methods, I also have a new understanding.
Zhang Wenfeng slowly retreated to the place where the fire had just passed, chanting scriptures incessantly, waving his right hand in a complicated manner to invite the ghosts to enter the netherworld.
This was the second time he invited a ghost, and he felt that he could hold on for a while longer than last time.
Maybe practice makes perfect?
Or maybe it’s the result of the merit earned last time?
The dark wind howled, and little green will-o'-the-wisps rose from the ground, one after another towards the vague ghost gate, which was extremely tempting to the ghosts.
"You...who are you? Why can you open the ghost gate to communicate with the underworld?"
There was a hint of trembling and fear in that voice.
This method is too scary!
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