After drinking a gourd of water, he took out a bundle of special soul-inducing incense from the basket and dispersed it. Hearing bursts of chanting sutras and shouts of death coming from the distance, Zhang Wenfeng lit the incense and chanted sutras in rhyme again to perform the ritual of salvation.
I was told by Gao Yi earlier that only two of the six comrades who had done the same as him in setting up altars were left.
The other four, including fellow guardians, were all killed by the extremely powerful wave of ghost energy that came back to them. The people who were saved were killed by many ghosts. In addition to lamenting the bad luck of their colleagues, fate dictated it, and they were more aware of themselves.
Zhang Wenfeng worked tirelessly and chanted sutras without stopping. He used the fragrance mist and the sound of sutras to attract the scattered wandering spirits and ghosts. Gradually, a black mist of ghost energy hovering hundreds of feet in the sky was formed.
He only has four opportunities left to open the ghost gate, and he won't use them easily.
I relied on my thoughts to bless my salvation, taking my time, slowly increasing my thoughts and understanding, and deepening my skills.
Every practice of salvation was a rare practice for him, and he devoted himself wholeheartedly.
Since they learned that the last ghost in Gui Zai Ridge had been killed, the three masters of the Free Realm adjusted their tactics and dispersed the team of Jianwei Realm monks to encircle them fiercely and advance towards the main peak of Gui Zai Ridge. The battle went extremely smoothly.
A few days ago, the scattered formations deployed by each team of monks in the wilderness of Huanye and the outer circle of Guiziling played a big role at this time, causing the escaped ghosts to be restricted to this area layer by layer, and then again. It's daytime, and there's no way to escape beyond the wilderness.
Without the restraint of the ghost leader, many second-level ghosts were in chaos, fighting on their own.
Countless low-level ghosts have been dispersed and killed. It is not safe to escape underground. The monks have the means to force them out.
The second-level ghosts in the trapped beast fight led groups of low-level ghosts to flee in panic. Occasionally they escaped from the underground and attacked the lone team of monks.
Two groups of scattered ghosts were attracted by the sound of chanting sutras and discovered the salvation monks on the top of the hill. Led by four second-level ghosts, they howled and swooped towards the three men and one donkey.
Cen Sanlin stood on the top of the mountain for several hours, listening to the fighting everywhere, and his hands became itchy.
At this time, when he saw a large group of meritorious workers coming to his door, his eyes shone and his hand that drew the sword trembled with excitement. It was not easy, and he finally got some soup to drink.
Zhang Wenfeng pinched his left hand a few times, and the circles of standing copper coins shone one by one.
The four-headed ghosts who broke into the nine-curved "King Kong Wall" and "Ghost Locking Formation" suddenly realized that something was not good.
Huge illusory mahogany sticks suddenly appeared in the sky, shaking out numerous stick shadows and hitting them from all directions. The sharp energy and sun fire everywhere separated them unconsciously.
With just a burst of sticks, the ghosts on earth were beaten and the rats fled away.
The eight-hundred-year-old peach wood beats ghosts, causing pain to the soul.
Zhang Wenfeng continued to chant sutras. He attracted the ghosts and ghosts expelled from the array into the air, and received the baptism of the fragrant mist sutras to reduce the impact on the array. He separated and surrounded the earth ghosts that fell to the ground, and continued to fight ghosts. He chased and beat him with a stick, making him unable to escape for a while, and waved his hands to signal Cen Sanlin and Yun Qiuhe, who were eager to try, to help themselves.
The two men rushed into the formation with swords and worked together to beat him up, killing him to death.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, four second-level soul stones were obtained.
After packing up a batch, the two of them stood at a fixed position and looked forward to it, hoping that some blind ghost would attack them soon. Cen Sanlin almost shouted, "The scenery here is unique" to attract business.
"Old Cen, restrain yourself, you will scare the ghosts passing by."
Yun Qiuhe sent a message to remind.
Cen Sanlin quickly closed his mouth with laughter that broke his ears, and said through the voice: "Is this okay?"
"You have too much evil energy. Sit down and recite the Heart Sutra to dispel the inner fire."
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Before dusk comes, Gui Zailing He-->>
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The famous Rift Ghost Cave was captured by the monks. Almost all the second-level ghosts were killed, and the ghost cave was suppressed with a ghost-killing array.
Even if there are individual fish that slip through the net, they can't escape the monks who team up to pull the net and clean it up.
Zhang Wenfeng chanted sutras until almost midnight, and when there was no light floating in the sky, he stopped walking, inserted the remaining incense into the full incense burner, and sat down. Chanting sutras is really a laborious task, and no one with a certain level of cultivation can't do it.
Finally, the merits were fulfilled and the mission was successfully completed.
Another ghostly volume of ancient books appears in the sea of inner vision, with vague writing hidden on it.
He felt strange, was this about to open a new volume of scripture?
He has accumulated a lot of merit this time, but only shows a little bit of the scriptures. It seems that he can only take his time and there is no rush.
Yun Qiuhe dug out another gourd of water from the donkey's basket and handed it to the very tired Guanzhu Zhang. He also found dry food, roasted chicken, and a jar of wine, heated the food, spread it out, and said, "Fill your stomach." , you have been busy all day from morning to night."
Cen Sanlin lit a new torch and stuck it on the rocky ground outside the formation. He walked over and patted open the wine jar, took out three thick bowls and filled them up. He laughed and said: "We have won a great victory in this battle. I heard someone passing by before. Lao Song and the others said, let's stay here all night, and we can go back one by one tomorrow."
Zhang Wenfeng drank some water, raised the wine bowl, touched the two bowls, took a sip, and asked with a satisfied look on his face: "How are the casualties on our side?"
"I heard that more than 20 fellow Taoists were killed and wounded. In war, there will inevitably be damage."
Cen Sanlin drank half of the bowl in one gulp. When he turned around, he saw the donkey sneaking around and taking away the entire wine jar at the back. The guy drank half of the jar in one gulp and hurriedly shouted: "Hey, leave some for us."
He already knew that Zhang Guanzhu's donkey was a big drinker and drank almost every meal.
Yun Qiuhe said, "I've had enough from this bowl."
She disliked the saliva from the wine jar that the donkey had drank from, so she couldn't drink it.
Zhang Wenfeng rinsed his hands with clean water, pulled out a chicken leg, and said with a smile: "I've had enough wine, Brother Cen, let's eat something to fill my stomach."
Cen Sanlin snatched the wine jar from the donkey's mouth, filled his own bowl, and signaled to pour wine for Guanzhu Zhang. Seeing that Guanzhu Zhang covered the mouth of the bowl and refused to let him go, he chuckled and said, "I'll drink wine first, and eat something later."
Yun Qiuhe took the chicken leg from Guanzhu Zhang unceremoniously and bit into it.
Zhang Wenfeng had no choice but to pull another chicken drumstick. Suddenly he remembered something and asked, "Didn't the third-level demon from the demon clan come over to take a look?"
He spent most of his time concentrating on chanting sutras and had no time to think about anything else.
"We've been here. I guess they want to see our jokes. They didn't expect that we would take down the entire Gui Zai Ridge in one day. They can only stare. From now on, Gui Zai Ridge belongs to our Da'an Dynasty territory, and the huge wilderness wasteland can be Develop and utilize it, and you will no longer be threatened by the little devils.”
Cen Sanlin returned the remaining wine jar to the donkey, raised the bowl and drank heartily.
Although he did not participate in the battle, his senior brother revealed that he followed Zhang Guanzhu on the mission and made great contributions.
Not only did I get the credit, but I also got some benefits from the soul stone, which was very satisfying.
Three people and one donkey were eating, drinking and chatting when a group of people fell from the night sky, led by Gao Yi.
He quickly put down his wine bowl and food, stood up and saluted with fists in his hands.
Gao Yi waved his hand to indicate that there was no need to be polite and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Zhang, if there is nothing going on in your Taoist temple, how about staying a few more days to help defend the new base in Guizailing?"
Zhang Wenfeng heard something else, it should be a good thing about allocating credit, and said: "I obey my orders!"
"Okay, that's it. You rest here for one night today, and you can move to the main peak of Guizailing tomorrow."
Gao Yi led the people to continue their inspection, and there were sounds of fire and people on many nearby hills.
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