After hearing this, Zhang Wenfeng thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, please go back. It's already late today. I patrolled the wasteland and fought with demons last night. I suffered some injuries. I need to rest and adjust my breathing to heal. I'll invite you in next time at a convenient time." Cave reception."
There may not be a convenient time for this woman.
Here comes the trick to lure him again, he eats as much as he can and doesn't want to get involved.
No matter how many benefits he is offered, if he is not moved or participates, what can be done to him?
The fox demon woman waited for a long time before these few words came out. Her eyes were full of disappointment. The other party refused without even asking. She felt bitter in her heart and smiled and said: "With Zhang Guanzhu's ability, there are many people in the demon forest." Who can hurt you? Could it be a third-level attack?"
"No, we had a match with Ling Yuan, and we both won and lost."
"That's it!"
Xin Yue was speechless when she looked at the young Taoist priest who looked so complete that he didn't look like he was injured.
Xiu Yuan was famous in the Broken Moon Demon Forest, and of course she knew that he was said to be the number one demon below the third level in the Demon Forest.
She was more and more impressed by Zhang Guanzhu's ability. He was able to win and lose with Xiang Yuan, which was very impressive!
After thinking for a moment, she took out a stack of paper from her sleeves and said: "These are some information about Guiziling that I collected before. If Guanzhu Zhang finds it useful, you can look through it. If it is useless, just throw it away. Anyway, the three-tailed demon fox The department no longer exists, and it would only hurt my mind to keep these things."
After hearing this, Zhang Wenfeng took it.
The fox demon said goodbye and left directly. The other party was very guarded. It was in vain to say anything, so it was better to save some words.
Zhang Wenfeng walked into the cave with a stack of paper and lit the oil lamp on the stone wall.
The donkey slammed the door shut, and told it the reason for blocking the fox demon, saying: "Yun Qiuhe sent a message to me that this female fox is not a good demon, but a troublemaker. She has bad luck. Don't do it." Let her in."
Zhang Wenfeng was speechless, shook his head slightly, sat down and flipped through a stack of ink in his hand.
He had seen a lot of information about Guiziling through Zhubi City, but the focus given by Xin Yue was somewhat different. Most of the records in it were about exploring Yin Qi, suppressing nodes, etc. One of the pieces of paper recorded The incomplete words caught his attention.
"The inscription on the stone tablet in the north of Guizailing reads: 'There are strange stones emerging from the soil, all in human shape, less than three feet high, and as small as several inches... This Yin soldier came down from the mountain at night and fossilized after hearing the rooster's crow...' "
This was called the "Yin Soldier Stone" or the "Soul-Birding Stone" in the previous life, and it is said to be related to the underworld.
Thinking again about what Bai Wuchang had said to him via voice transmission, that Jiu Ming had been sleeping for hundreds of years and had just woken up not long ago, as well as the unclear and special relationship between Jiu Ming and Black and White Wuchang. He had reason to believe that Gui Zailing was afraid that something might happen. A passage to another underworld?
Bai Wuchang specifically mentioned that Gui Zailing must be taken over from the demon clan in order to completely eliminate the troubles in Gui Zailing. It turned out that the purpose was to cut off the passage, but it was not convenient to explain clearly.
He followed the context and gradually got a clue. He carefully turned over the pages several times. Here were some suppression arrangements for Guiziling designed by the experts invited by Xin Yue. However, the experts did not expect them. It's so dangerous to go to Guizailing, but it will cost you your life.
He holds these orientation maps, and with a little exploration and verification, he can save a lot of time in setting up the altar.
In the following days, Xinyue did not come to bother her again to make transactions.
You should retreat when faced with difficulties. No matter if you are a human or a demon, you still have to be a bit shameless when being rejected like that.
The agreement to re-demarcate the boundary signed between the Wushiling base and the Yao clan went extremely smoothly. With the completion of ceremonies such as the official seals and clan seals of both parties, praying to the heavens for alliance and oath, the area of more than 200 miles in Guiziling was officially classified as Human territory.
The ghosts on the Guiziling side were aware of it and started to stir up trouble twice. A group of ghosts tried to attack the bases on both sides at night, but were easily suppressed by the humans and monsters.
The three-tailed demon fox tribe that lost its territory has completely become history.
On May 3rd, the boundary demarcation was completed, and monks gathered in the Woshiling base, more than 180 people gathered.
Zhang Wenfeng followed the spy team to determine the specific location where he would set up the altar, and Zhubi City delivered all the spiritual peach sticks, spiritual energy stones, copper coins and other items he needed as early as possible.
Early on the next morning, under the leadership of three Free Realm monks, Gao Yi, Yi Weishu, and Mo Qingyu, many Jianwei Realm and Yuanqi Realm monks divided into three groups to disperse the ghost energy and attack the Guiziling area. They made rapid progress. , near noon, they had surrounded the core area of more than thirty miles in the middle.
The ever-lasting black air shrouds the mountains and slopes, making the trees and vegetation bleak.
The screams of all kinds of ghosts and ghosts are endless. Even in broad daylight, it is eerie and unlike the human scene.
Zhang Wenfeng followed the team of monks and came to a mountain of gray-black stone that was soaked in ghost energy. He quickly took out sixty-four spiritual peach wood sticks from the huge hemp cloth package carried by the donkey and laid out an octagonal altar.
The gaps are filled with incense ash and glutinous rice, then wooden boards and a few pieces of plain cloth are laid out, an offering table is placed, and tribute incense burners and other items are placed.
Behind the altar, three circles of arc-shaped nine-curved copper coins are arranged vertically to form a "King Kong Wall" formation.
The "peach wood ghost-fighting stick" magic weapon he made was interspersed and buried in the gaps to form a "ghost-locking array".
The arrangement of many formations in the previous life was not difficult, but the difficulty was that spiritual objects were needed to initiate the formation, and this world is not short of spiritual objects. He buried spiritual energy stones at each node position as the base of the formation.
After some preparations and arrangements, I saw several places outside the black air in the distance, and whirlwinds and swirling clouds formed in the sky. I knew that those colleagues had already begun to take action, using various methods to help save the ghosts and eliminate the Yin Qi in Guiziling. As for ghosts, he also started to light candles and burn incense.
In his hand, he held a special little finger thick soul-inducing incense, three feet and six inches tall, with complex Hades runes inscribed on its surface.
"At this time, save the suffering Tianzun..."
As he chanted the rhyming verses in a drawn-out accent, his voice sounded like a ballad, and the ghostly cries that could be heard faintly in the air were silenced.
The thin black air swirling hundreds of feet nearby suddenly stopped, and the monks from several miles away turned back to look.
"Pervading the realms of the ten directions, always using divine power to save all sentient beings and escape from the lost path. All sentient beings are unaware, just like seeing the sun and the moon blindly..."
He has recited sutras in front of outsiders many times, and has already gained experience in dealing with them. He is not afraid of arousing suspicion or anything like that. Since ancient times, reciting sutras has been like singing. Each sect has its secret words, steps to cross ghosts, etiquette, etc., as long as the pronunciation is not correct. Change the original tone, slightly change the tone and blur it, and the effect will not be much different.
The scriptures are endless, and peace and compassion arise naturally.
Following his swaying steps and gestures as he performed salutes, the fragrant mist swayed and dispersed along with the scriptures, and the ancient charm echoed for seven or eight miles.
Underground on this mountain top, gurgling ghost energy spews out from the gaps in the rocks, and black air floats in the air. It is different from the scenes in the other five altars. The ghost energy merges to form a billowing momentum, wrapped in countless residual souls and ghosts rushing out, looking for The sound of scripture comes.
Yun Qiuhe, Cen Sanlin, and Donkey respectively stood at the specially reserved node positions.
Without receiving a signal from Guanzhu Zhang, they would not take action to protect the law.
All ghosts, ghosts, remnant souls, etc. dare not approach within three feet of them, and they are all hovering in the sky.
Endless black air surged in, and the thick cold air caused thin black frost to condense on the rocky ground within twenty feet.
The two of them were so frightened that they didn't dare to make any sound. They were doing the best in the ghost's den. The ghosts gathered together, which made their skin crawl all over their bodies and their scalps became numb and explosive. It was very exciting.
Looking around, the air is as black as night, and everything that comes into view is dots of will-o'-the-wisps.
The expulsion battle ahead was extremely fierce. Many Taoist cultivators chanted various salvation scriptures, forming waves of mixed chanting sounds, one after another, impacting the powerful ghosts and destabilizing their souls, greatly weakening the strength of the ghost formation.
Those were a group of ghosts led by the second-level ghosts of Gui Zailing. They formed a ghost formation and were resisting at all levels.
What Zhang Wenfeng and other seven groups of monks have to do is to use various means as much as possible to save and contain as many low-level ghosts as possible, and to draw out the fuel from the bottom of the cauldron. It is best to drain away the ghosts deep in the underground Guizai Ridge, and reduce the risk of The monk's burden of fighting.
Seeing the ghostly energy pouring out from the ground so violently, it seemed to be congested and dammed.
There were countless ghosts swarming within hundreds of feet in the air.
Zhang Wenfeng was also frightened. If some trouble occurred, there might be a backlash that could not be suppressed.
There were too many, and the ants would bite the elephant to death. Even though he was covered in iron, he did not dare to neglect or despise them.
Singing, he stretched out his left index finger and released a trace of ghost energy, forcing the nearby ghost energy to retreat. He flew up and quickly left the three-foot height of the altar. He drew a square and deep ghost gate in the air, and then landed on the altar. On the altar, waving gestures invite ghosts to enter the underworld.
The chanting became louder and mellower, echoing through the mountains.
The ghost energy roars, and many ghosts and evil ghosts rush to the ghost gate like a flood after a bursting of embankments.
Under the influence of scriptures, they rush to enter the underworld that has a liberating effect on them.
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