The bloody footprints and mottled dripping blood on the gray-white stone bridge were absorbed in an instant.
Zhang Wenfeng did not speak, but made a gesture of invitation. Since he chose to take action, there was no reason to give up halfway. Ghosts are not tolerated in the world of yang. No matter what kind of reason there is, or the great injustice, there is a difference between yin and yang, ghosts should return. The underworld.
He is not the real judge of the underworld, and is not responsible for judging the cause and effect of good and evil.
Just capture the ghosts you encounter that are lingering in the world and send them down.
There is no right or wrong, but responsibility.
By thinking in this way, he will be able to avoid negative karma and be calm in his mind.
The fox girl was relieved, turned around and continued walking to the other end of the mist-filled bridge, with a light flickering on her body.
She already knew how to cross the bridge. The most difficult thing was to step on the stone bridge and unknowingly accept the "desire trap" test. After so many years of nourishment by spiritual energy and yin energy, Qiao Ling's cultivation far exceeded hers, and she The method of offering incense to the bridge that he knew did not restrict the strength of the bridge spirit as much as he wished.
Qiao Ling took the opportunity to make her life worse than death. She also felt that not resisting was the only danger.
Fortunately, Guanzhu Zhang took action and interrupted Qiao Ling's insidious method of taking advantage of the favorable location.
The mist on both sides of the stone bridge screamed like ghosts, and billowing black mist rolled towards the fox girl and the Taoist priest.
Amidst the chanting of scriptures, the sword energy roared, and the Taoist priest looked solemn. He held incense in one hand, and swung his sword with the other hand to slash the black mist ghost energy one after another. No matter how ferocious the fog formed into a monster, the sword energy collapsed under the thunder light.
The donkey closely followed the footsteps of the viewer, and the thunder it released landed in the direction of the viewer's sword.
It has experienced many ghostly things, and as its cultivation and strength have improved, its courage is much different than before.
One person and one donkey cooperated seamlessly, and the two bridge spirits used countless methods to fight, but they did not dare to get within ten feet of each other.
The swordsmanship of Taoist priests makes them instinctively fearful. If they are really hit by a sword, they are afraid that they will disintegrate and return to the bridge pier, sleeping for who knows how many years before they can recover.
The bridge spirit is with the bridge. If the bridge does not collapse, the bridge spirit will live forever.
The fox girl finally reached the end of the bridge and stepped on the huge pier. Without looking back, she strolled towards the stone wall standing in front of her.
She stretched out her slender right hand with dried blood, muttered something in her mouth, and cut the palm with a short blade. With determination in her eyes, the woman pressed her bleeding palm against the bare dark black stone wall.
The stone wall slowly absorbed the blood from the woman's palm, and a faint light flickered in the darkness.
Zhang Wenfeng and the donkey guarded the entrance of the bridge pier. The two bridge spirits led many ghosts, roaring and circling, not daring to approach.
"Everyone, resentment cannot solve the problem. How about letting go of it all, entering the realm of the underworld, entering reincarnation, and starting a new life. All grudges will be settled in the dark, which is better than suffering here year after year. What do you think? "
Zhang Wenfeng put the remaining incense in the gap between the bridge piers and asked calmly.
I heard from Xinyue that this place is quite special. Apart from crossing the river by walking on the stone bridge, it cannot be reached by flying.
Now that he has taken care of this matter, he will try his best to get rid of all the ghosts. The immortality of the bridge spirit is only relatively speaking. As for the stone bridge after the bridge spirit descends to the underworld, the stone bridge may collapse in the future without the guard of the bridge spirit. He estimates that It will be three to five years later.
It’s okay if this bridge of sin collapses.
In response to the Taoist priest, many angry ghosts shouted and cursed.
"Stinky Taoist priest, I curse you to a bad death!"
"You are a stinky Taoist priest who helps the tyrants to persecute the emperor. I curse you to be struck by thunder and your cultivation will collapse!"
"Curse you..."
The donkey was furious when he heard this and cursed: "You ungrateful ghosts, who cares to save you? Go to hell!" He fired more than ten lightning bolts in a row, and when he got close, the cursed ghosts turned into black energy and dissipated, driving away the black mist. Surge back.
Zhang Wenfeng glanced in the direction of the fox girl, and it seemed that the gate would be difficult to open for a while.
He stopped the donkey from making unnecessary attacks. The two bridge spirits were not even willing to ask how to get to the underworld. It seemed that the resentment could not be resolved and he could not stay here for a long time. It was also obvious that the bridge spirits thought that he had no means to deal with them. That's why he was so unscrupulous.
He put his left index finger close to his mouth and silently called "Bai Wuchang, please" several times.
Assistance is also a type of strength.
After a while, all the screams and curses stopped, and then, like a ghost, black mist poured under the stone bridge and hid.
Bai Wuchang appeared as a transparent figure in the sky, his eyes scanning around, as if he was looking for something, with a somewhat cautious look.
Zhang Wenfeng raised his hands and saluted: "I've seen fellow Taoist Bai!"
He saw that Bai Wuchang had used a trick to isolate the fox girl who opened the door in front of the stone wall from him and the donkey.
The very clever technique did not alarm Xin Yue.
Bai Wuchang smiled and returned the greeting: "You're welcome, Fellow Daoist Zhang, I don't know about that gentleman..."
He didn't know certain news at first, but on the eve of Mo Ye's departure from the human world, he made such a big noise, which alarmed the higher-ups in the underworld. A man with a terrifying identity appeared next to the temporary underworld officer he was looking for. A big shot in the domain, someone from above gave him a message.
"You said Fellow Daoist Mo Yemo, she has been away for some time."
Zhang Wenfeng said this deliberately.
Bai Wuchang's pale face turned whiter and more transparent, and he quickly interrupted: "Fellow Daoist Zhang is looking for me, but what's the important matter?"
Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. This Taoist priest was so courageous. Although he called him by the wrong name, it almost meant the same thing. He was frightened when he heard it. The man's temper was notoriously weird.
Zhang Wenfeng pointed to the stone bridge and explained the matter briefly.
Bai Wuchang didn't say anything. In fact, when he stepped here, he knew why Zhang Wenfeng invited him. He stepped out and disappeared into the air. The rule of not flying here was of no use to him. He was not a living monster, he was a ghost cultivator.
There was a sound of strong wind blowing below the stone bridge. In the face of the absolute strength, neither bridge spirit dared to let go of a single thing, and so many ghosts were thrown into the underworld by Bai Wuchang like throwing straws.
If you don't listen to your kind words, you have to be treated roughly.
Zhang Wenfeng thanked Bai Wuchang for reappearing, and asked, "Fellow Daoist Bai, how long will this stone bridge last after the bridge spirit takes it away?"
He didn't want it to be fine when he went in. The bridge was broken when he came back. It would be troublesome if he couldn't go back.
With someone who understands, of course he has to ask before he feels relieved.
Bai Wuchang took a careful look at the stone bridge and said, "It won't collapse within ten years. This bridge connects the two places..." At this point, he suddenly stopped talking, as if it was inconvenient to elaborate, and said with a smile, "I can't live in this world. Stay a little longer and let’s say goodbye!”
Zhang Wenfeng stopped in a hurry and said apologetically: "Didn't I collect a batch of ghosts in mid-September last year? There were many powerful old ghosts among them. I wonder why the underworld didn't help me calculate my merits? Please ask fellow Taoist Bai."
He did not reveal how he knew the secret of merit calculation, leaving Bai Wuchang to guess on his own.
Sometimes smart people think too much and tend to complicate simple problems.
If you think about Mo Ye, you can't blame him, but he didn't say anything.
The hard work of collecting ghosts couldn't be in vain. After finally meeting Bai Wu, he couldn't hide the situation that needed to be reported. Isn't there an old saying, "Children who cry get candy."
Bai Wuchang glanced at the Taoist priest who was extremely capable and had brought a lot of trouble to the underworld. He had no choice but to accept him as a temporary subordinate, and said: "Let me ask for you."
The figure disappeared in an instant. If he didn't leave, he was worried that the Taoist priest would keep asking him endless questions.
If the other party dares to ask about some taboo things, he doesn't dare to listen.
The donkey met Bai Wuchang once. Last year in the wilderness of Huanye, Bai Wuchang teamed up with Hei Wuchang and others to set up a trap to capture Jiu Ming into the underworld. Having seen it from a distance, it knew that the relationship between the viewer and Bai Wuchang was unusual.
It doesn't ask any more questions. It looks at the fox girl who is holding on to the stone wall and reminds the viewer: "The situation over there doesn't seem right?"
Zhang Wenfeng put away his thoughts, walked to Xin Yue, stared at the stone wall that was still absorbing blood, and asked in a low voice: "What's going on?" He saw that Xin Yue had lost too much blood, and if he continued to draw blood like this, the fox who was holding on would Girls will be sucked dry.
"I don't know either……"
Xin Yue's voice trembled and her body was shaky.
Her vision turned black and she held on with faith, maybe the stone wall would open the door next moment.
Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the woman with bloodless lips and thought that Xin Yue knew everything? He took out the wrist blade from his right cuff, cut his hand, and pressed his hand against the slightly shimmering stone wall.
Xin Yue's stop came belatedly, "Don't... yours are useless..."
Before he finished speaking, the huge bridge pier beneath his feet shook, and the stone wall receded with a buzzing sound, revealing a dark passage.
Xin Yue's palm left the stone wall. She was dizzy and unable to hold on anymore, and she leaned towards Guanzhu Zhang.
She knew the spells and methods to cross the bridge and open the passage, but she didn't expect it to be so dangerous. It almost killed her twice, which made her extremely scared.
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