The two people who arrived were a man and a woman, wearing the same style of blue-grey robes and dragon-patterned belts, with a small black iron sword hanging from their waists, and a clumsy black embroidered dragon coiled around the cuffs.
The two stopped a hundred feet away. They couldn't understand what scripture the Taoist priest was reciting. It seemed like some ancient dialect.
The rhymes of chanting sutras of the Taoist lineage are similar. By listening to the rhymes, they can identify each other's Taoist status.
What surprised them was that the young Taoist was so profound in chanting sutras and practicing Taoism.
There were originally more than thirty Yin ghosts left in the sky. Within half a stick of incense, the Yin ghosts who had been saved by the scriptures washed away their resentment and hostility, bowed in the air to give thanks, and floated into the void and into the underworld.
As the sky grew dark, Zhang Wenfeng sent away the last old ghost with the deepest resentment, fell to the rock ridge below, inserted the remaining incense sticks flatly into the ground, and allowed them to burn out naturally.
He took out a handful of paper money from the black cloth bag, muttered something in his mouth and threw it into the air. The paper money turned into balls of flames and floated down the valley. The money for the trip was definitely not enough. It was just a small talk. It was impossible to give it to an outsider by the handful. Paper money was taken out of the black bag.
Complete the entire lesson before flying into the air.
"Fellow Taoist, I'm inviting you! You two look at each other very closely. You don't know what's the use of going to the wild wilderness?"
The man opposite was handsome and handsome, no less talented than Chen Qingqiao, he cupped his fists and asked.
Yun Qiuhe was the first to return the greeting and replied: "Xuanyun Guan Yun Qiuhe, I have met you two. We were ordered to go to the Woshiling base to serve. This is the master of Zhang Guan of Xianling Guan. What do you call them?"
She recognized the two of them as monks from Panlong Temple through each other's clothes.
Xuanyun Temple is a large sect that is on par with Panlong Temple. The monks from the large sect are easy to talk to each other.
The man smiled heartily, cupped his fists and said, "I have admired you for a long time."
His gaze rested on Guanzhu Zhang for a moment, and he introduced himself: "Panlong Temple is courteous to other cities. This is my junior sister Yi Qing. We have been ordered to patrol the Huanye Wasteland area and pick up our comrades who come to perform their tasks."
He took out a token and showed it to Yun and Zhang.
Yun Qiuhe took out his identity badge and showed it.
The woman named Yi Qing smiled and clasped her fists, looked at Guanzhu Zhang who was wearing a bamboo hat with a pair of wonderful eyes, and asked: "But Zhang Wenfeng is in front of Guanzhu Zhang?"
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 Xianling 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 to the sky tower also in Wushiling?"
"Daozhang He didn't come. You two, please!"
Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Zhu Bicheng stretched out his hand to invite, and the four of them flew to the southeast. Zhu Bicheng smiled and said: "I only heard that Zhang Daochang has outstanding swordsmanship and is unique. I didn't expect that Zhang Daochang is also good at transcending salvation. I admire you, I admire you!"
In this world, transcending ghosts and catching ghosts is just a minor way. Large sects may have inherited secret methods, but during the rising spiritual energy stage, monks under the sect will not be allowed to dabble too deeply in the rituals of salvation. The time is limited, so as not to be distracted and affect the future of the avenue.
Some small Taoist temples have taken a different approach, using methods such as saving ghosts to accumulate merit, or cultivating ghosts to possess them to speed up their practice. This has never been recognized by large sects with solid foundations.
Zhubi City doesn't have any other meaning. Currently, in the Basilin Base, there is a shortage of talents who can transcend ghosts and have profound Taoism. He has witnessed with his own eyes Guanzhu Zhang's method to save ghosts. Compared with several other ghost-catching Taoist priests in the base, , each has his own merits, it seems that Zhang Guanzhu's methods are more sophisticated, and he has a desire to make friends.
Zhang Wenfeng smiled modestly and said: "The ghost-catching trail is so praised by fellow Taoists!"
Yun Qiuhe curiously asked the woman who tilted her head to look at Guanzhu Zhang: "Fellow Daoist Yi, please tell me, who did you hear about Guanzhu Zhang's outstanding swordsmanship, or is there an acquaintance of ours in the base?"
"Fellow Daoist Cen Sanlin from Weiyun Temple likes to spar with others in his free time at the Woshi Ridge base. He particularly admires Zhang Guanzhu's swordsmanship."
"It's him."
Yun Qiuhe glanced at Guanzhu Zhang with a smile.
Now it's really exciting. Cen Sanlin is also a madman who fights and spars. Besides killing ghosts, he also drags Guanzhu Zhang into swordfights every day.
Gu Yun
Zhang Wenfeng quickly changed the topic: "Fellow Taoists, are the ghosts in Guiziling so unscrupulous now? Are they coming so far in broad daylight to ambush a passing monk?"
On the ground below, the donkey spread its hooves and followed closely behind. Zhang Wenfeng deliberately slowed down his flying speed.
He roughly figured out that the ghosts were setting up an ambush in the valley, trying to plot against the donkeys that were carrying their belongings, luring them down to check, and then activating the ghost array to surround them. However, he didn't expect that the donkeys were not as ordinary as they appeared. Lei Fa counterattacked and exposed his traces, so he simply launched a formation to trap the unusual donkeys and lure them down for rescue.
Instead, he used sutra chanting to remove all the low-level ghosts from the formation.
It was only because of the bad luck of those three-headed ghosts that they made successive miscalculations, leading to a complete defeat.
Zhu Bicheng explained: "Since the end of March, when we rushed into the ghost nest in Gui Zailing and had a fight, the ghosts in Gui Zailing have often appeared in the wilderness at night or dusk, ambushing and attacking. This is the first time for a single monk to run so far like this. Master Zhang, how many sneak attacks have you encountered from ghosts?"
"Three heads, fortunately fellow Taoist Yun saw through their formation."
Zhang Wenfeng chatted casually with the other party and learned more about the situation here.
Through conversations, we learned that there are currently three masters of the Freedom Realm, more than fifty monks of the Jianwei Realm, and more than twenty monks of the Huaqi Realm who have come from all over the country. They are all manpower dispatched from several nearby states and counties. Most Huaqi Realm monks come here to seek breakthroughs, and of course there will be certain dangers.
The two of them were among the helping hands sent by Yuanyang County.
One after another, monks came from behind.
Every few monks formed a team and divided into different areas to explore, protect or deploy some means.
Back and forth, countless small-scale battles broke out with the large and small ghosts in Guizailing.
The demon clan of the Broken Moon Demon Forest has also organized demon cultivators in the southwest, forming an encirclement with the Taoist cultivators of the Da'an Dynasty. It is necessary to kill this group of ghosts who are not trivial in power.
It is still unclear how many third-order ghosts there are in the underground ghost cave in Guizailing.
Even if some imps are caught, no valuable clues can be found through torture.
After suffering a loss, Taoist cultivators and demon cultivators did not dare to advance, but the "Five Ghost Day" on the fifth day of May was imminent, and the subsequent war should break out before the Five Ghost Day.
These things are not considered secrets in the Wushiling stronghold, and everyone in Bicheng knows everything that can be said.
After flying for a hundred miles, we arrived at our destination and landed on the top of a rocky mountain with a height of 70 to 80 feet. Most of the wasteland in the world is rolling hills and flat plains. This barren stone ridge is relatively high among dwarves. Yes.
The sky was already dark, and Zhang Wenfeng sent a message to the donkey to stay at the foot of the mountain. He could detect that the entire rock mountain was covered with numerous formations. Around the halfway point of the rock mountain, countless simple caves were carved out, as well as houses built of stone, illuminated by lights. It was bright, monks were coming in and out, and it seemed very lively.
He tied his bamboo hat behind his back and followed Zhu Bicheng and Yi Qing to a tall stone hall built with huge stones on the top of the mountain.
There were two monks wearing swords guarding the gate and showing their identity tokens before they could be let through.
After crossing the high threshold, we walked into a simple stone hall with no whitewashed carvings. There was a huge stone table in the middle of the empty hall, and behind it there was a middle-aged monk writing at his desk.
There is a small table next to it, and two monks are looking through the files.
From the top of the stone hall, fist-sized luminous stones emitting soft white light hung down, making the entire hall brightly lit.
Zhu Bicheng stepped forward to clasp their fists and salute: "Master Yi, monk Yun Qiuhe of Xuanyun Temple and monk Zhang Wenfeng of Xianling Temple have been sent by Daolu Branch of Yuanyang County, Nanjiang Prefecture to serve!"
Put the documents of the two people on the desk for inspection by adults.
Yi Weishu was wearing a loose white Taoist robe with a silver embroidered dragon coiled on his sleeves. He put down the brush in his hand, looked up at the two people who came forward to salute with clasped fists, and said with a smile: "Thank you for coming from a long way, no need to be polite!"
He briefly clasped his hands together in return, picked up the document, flipped it over, put it back and made arrangements: "Bicheng, you take them to go through the formalities, allocate caves and other matters, rest tonight, and assign tasks tomorrow."
His eyes stayed on the respectful face of Zhang Wenfeng for a moment, and he nodded slightly.
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