Hu Ping was frightened and confused when he saw the group of ghosts approaching.
Holding the mahogany sword tightly, he stepped back.
Apart from his relatives and friends, who has Chen Daji spoiled with his bad temper? !
"Oh shit, are you being playful?"
"You don't want to go out and ask around. Among the villages ten miles away, I have always been the only bully, Master Ji. When have I ever been bullied?"
"Chao'er, let your relatives take a look at you!"
As he spoke, he pulled Hu Ping behind him.
Zhang Chao didn't hesitate when he heard the words, and the feudal superstition knowledge in his mind was running wildly.
"Okay, Boss Chen!"
"Beidou dies and South Dou lives. By the Jade Emperor's order, I send you to get up and go!"
"Brother-in-law, escort..."
The bronze corpse, which had been following Zhang Chao quietly, roared when his master ordered him to do so.
The black robe covering his body exploded, revealing his bronze body.
Then he bared his teeth at the group of ghosts, showing his ferocious look.
"The corpse chaser!"
Some of the evil ghosts were well-informed and immediately saw where Zhang Chao was coming from.
Facing the corpse family's most accomplished thing - the bronze corpse, they didn't dare to press too hard for a while.
Zhang Chao was quite proud to see this. The "actors" in the secret tunnel city were of high quality and knew how to cooperate with him.
So Stinky started the preaching mode.
"You all listen carefully. Buying and selling by force is wrong. You will be caught by the police!"
"Don't do this next time!"
However, the facts proved that Zhang Chao was obviously overthinking.
After a moment's hesitation, the group of ghosts took advantage of the "number of people" to separate hundreds of ghosts and pounce on the bronze corpse.
There are three layers inside and three layers outside, scratching and scratching.
The arms, thighs, and body of the bronze corpse were covered with all kinds of evil spirits.
Although such an attack could not hurt the bronze corpse, it successfully bound it in place.
It looks like he won't be able to escape for a while.
Seeing this, the other evil ghosts continued to smile ferociously and surrounded Xiang Hua Jiunan and others little by little.
"Oh, come again!"
Chen Daji was irritated. He drew out a big arrow and aimed it at his thigh.
Then he raised his bow and took aim...but unfortunately he didn't release it...
It's like you have an anti-aircraft gun and several enemy planes are attacking. You can just aim at any one and fire.
But if what comes is an overwhelming venomous wasp, which one should you fight?
Killing one seems to be of no use...
At the critical moment, the little monk Wuxin stood up.
At this time, his precious appearance is as majestic as if he had saved evil spirits under the giant Buddha of Jinguang Temple.
He walked slowly to the front of a few people and sat down gently on the ground.
Wooden fish in the right hand and Buddhist beads in the left hand: "Namo Amitabha."
"The sea of suffering is boundless, but when you turn around, you will find a safe place! Donors please do not harm the monk's brother!"
"The Buddha told Subhuti: All Bodhisattvas and Mahasattvas should subdue their minds in this way!"
"All sentient beings: whether born from an egg, born from a womb, born from moisture, or born from transformation;"
"In this way, countless and boundless sentient beings are liberated from annihilation. In fact, no sentient being is liberated from annihilation. Why? Subhuti! If a Bodhisattva has the appearance of myself, the appearance of human beings, the appearance of sentient beings, and the appearance of a person of longevity, then he is not a Bodhisattva."
The solemn and majestic chanting resounded throughout the ghost market, and the original darkness and decay were instantly dispersed.
Among the evil ghosts, there were those who had not lost their good intentions. They showed confusion at first, then sat cross-legged on the ground and listened carefully to the monk's advice;
There were stubborn people who covered their ears and howled.
It was as if the "Diamond Sutra" were ten thousand steel needles. The needles pierced into the flesh and traveled around the body with the blood, causing him excruciating pain.
There was even a fierce one who showed his "death state", roaring ferociously and pounced on the little monk Wu Xin who was sitting cross-legged.
However, the great monk lives the world with compassion and is protected by the light of the Buddha, protecting Hua Jiunan and everyone else inside.
Although it is light and invisible, it is not something that a group of ghosts can break through in a short time.
But as time went by, there were more and more evil spirits around, and Xiao Wuxin's originally rosy face turned pale.
Even his body was trembling and shaky.
"Namo Amitabha."
"Brother, run quickly, I'm afraid the monk may not be able to hold on any longer!"
With a wave of his hand, Yan Bi wanted to sacrifice himself to build a "Lotus Bridge" and send Hua and others out of danger.
Hua Jiunan reached out to hold Xiao Wuxin and shook her head firmly at him.
"Wuxin, you've done enough, stop!"
"Leave the rest to my brother!"
Then he took a deep breath and strode towards the group of ghosts, protecting everyone behind him.
"Excuse me, Mr. Ba."
"I'll use the 'Beidi Killing Demons and Blessing Technique' in a moment to break a glimmer of hope. Take everyone and leave as soon as possible!"
At this moment, Hua Jiunan was no longer the indifferent gentleman.
His whole body was surrounded by imperial power, and there was no doubt about what he said.
So much so that Mr. Chang Ba, who originally had his own ideas, could only silently lower his big head against the stone pot.
"Xiaoba from the Chang family, I will obey Mr. Xiao's order!"
The moment Hua Jiunan grabbed the copper coin sword, a flame mark flashed between his eyebrows, and "Wang San" who was working far away in the back of the small courtyard immediately felt it.
He gently put down the hoe in his hand and slowly straightened his stooped figure.
If an outsider looks at it, it will seem like they see a mountain rising from the ground.
Wang San instantly changed from a farmer to the supreme king, Emperor Jiang Chu!
His eyes can penetrate everything and look sharply into the distance.
"Emperor's nephew, you must kill decisively!"
At the same time, the killing sword that Hua Jiunan was carrying on his back trembled fiercely, and the copper coin sword was knocked down with a roar, and it automatically flew into his hand.
Bloody light flashes, murderous intent cuts across the face!
In the Qinling Mountains of the Yin and Yang Realm, the killing god Bai who was training soldiers was stunned at first, then he got on his horse and let out a cold snort.
"Thieves also have a way, which poetry and books disdain."
"Gold is like dung, and liver and gallbladder are as hard as iron."
"Ride your horse across the cliff, bend your bow and shoot at Hu Yue."
"A human head is used as a wine cup to drink up the blood of the enemy."
"Kill! Kill all the monsters and monsters!"
Under the influence of their leader, the Killing God Army all drew their swords.
"The general is mighty! Kill! Kill!"
In Guanghua Mansion, Long Jun Chang Huaiyuan, who was discussing with Xue Zhi, frowned and raised his hand to point to the hanging authentic work of Wu Mu, "Man Jiang Hong".
As the green light filled the air, the large characters on the original work floated into the air, hanging high above Chang Huaiyuan's head.
"I am so angry that my head is full of anger, and the rain has stopped."
"..."
"The ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when they are hungry, and to drink the blood of Huns when they are thirsty for laughter!"
"When you have finished eradicating evil, please kill them all, young gentleman!"
In the ghost market:
The young monk Wu Xin had a clear Buddha mind. When he saw Hua Jiu Di at this time, he sighed, "Everyone in the world is suffering."
Then he took off the ferocious bronze mask on his chest and covered Hua Jiunan's face with a wave of his hand.
"Brother is a kind man and shouldn't have done anything extraordinary. But now that Shura is gone and all kinds of evil are rampant..."
"Namo Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, my brother has not faced purgatory directly, so his sins should not be inflicted on him. The cause and effect of all today's killings are all borne by the young monk alone."
After Wuxin finished speaking, he sat cross-legged again and recited the Ksitigarbha Samsara Sutra.
The kind-hearted man is trying to save the confused evil spirits in the ghost city.
I hope they can have their souls reincarnated and not disappear completely...
At this moment, Hua Jiunan, who was blessed by everyone, changed:
In the gusts of cold wind, the clothes are hunting.
The originally cyan Taoist uniform had a hint of golden light flowing around it, making it look like an imperial robe had been added to the body.
The exposed hands are also like ghosts and Buddhas without faces, and are engraved with black Sanskrit characters.
Behind you, the green pines reach into the sky, and the giant dragon roars!
The man was so angry that blood spattered three feet.
When the king was angry, he laid down millions of corpses!
With such power, the ghosts subconsciously retreated.
It wasn't until he had retreated three feet that he dared to stop tremblingly.
It’s not only the ghosts who are frightened, but also the three evil ones:
Sangmen, Diaoke, Tengu.
"This... is this the Supreme Royal Family?!"
"You haven't broken through the mystery in the womb yet you are so powerful, so powerful!"
The tengu snorted coldly, torturing the innocent soul at his feet as if to vent his anger.
He sneered amidst the miserable screams of the innocent soul.
"So what if you're awesome!"
"After all, he is just a prince. Before he grows up, the three of us can kill him together!"
The mourning gate and the hanging guests were silent when they heard the words.
After a moment, he hesitated and spoke.
"It's strange how this supreme royal family entered the Taoist sect."
"The most precious prince who knows the Dharma..."
While Sanji was hesitating, Hua Jiunan slowly stretched out his left hand. Although he didn't speak, Chen Daji, who had never been very smart, actually understood what he meant.
Shaking his big butt and looking disgusted, he picked up three bloody buns and handed them to Hua Jiunan.
"Boss, what do you want with this thing? It's so embarrassing!"
