Qiu Yun collected several evil magic weapons from his disciples and brought these disciples to meet Gong Mengbi.
As soon as they met, without saying anything, several disciples knelt down and knelt on the ground to show humility.
Qiu Yun presented the Yinhun Banner to Gong Mengbi and said, "Master Rongzhen, although these magical weapons were found from their bodies, they were not refined by them."
Seeing that Gong Mengbi didn't move, Qiu Yun quickly scolded: "Hurry up and say it!"
Several disciples told the origin of the Yinhun Banner, that it was obtained from the master or fellow disciples, or that it was found from their residence after their death.
Qiu Yun pleaded: "Although they hide the magic weapon secretly, it was not made by them after all. I ask Master to give him a lighter sentence."
Gong Mengbi waved his hand and said: "Since it was not practiced by you, I will spare your life, but you must be punished for hiding evil magic weapons privately. Go copy the scriptures and copy the precepts in the method of summoning gods and spirits. A hundred times.”
Several disciples couldn't believe it. Qiu Yun coughed and said, "You still don't thank me!"
Several disciples banged their heads and ran out crawling on the ground.
Qiu Yun also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you, Master, for your forgiveness."
Gong Mengbi laughed and said, "It's a small punishment but a big warning. Just don't do it again."
Qiu Yundao: "The disciples will supervise them."
Gong Mengbi nodded and said nothing more.
He put the collected evil magic weapons together, and took out the skull gods, ghost flags and other evil magic weapons that he had collected from those disciples and elders that day.
The beautiful main hall turned into a ghostly ghostland in an instant.
The ghosts wrapped around the magic weapon were wailing, and the entire hall echoed with gloomy cries.
Gong Mengbi said: "Find them here. Today I will destroy these magic weapons and let them all come and see."
Qiu Yun knew what Gong Mengbi meant.
Gong Mengbi looked at these magic weapons and could only express his pity.
Among them, the Skull God was mostly made by disciples of the Corpse Immortal Sect. Because of their cultivation, they could barely retain their shape even after being sacrificed by evil methods. The remaining evil magic weapons such as the Yin Soul Banner and the Yin Soul Sword were forged by many Yin Souls.
The soul is an extremely fragile thing. If those souls who are stranded in the world for various reasons do not get a chance, they will suffer from rain, snow, wind and frost, and become wandering souls with broken minds.
The evil spells used to refine magic weapons are even more terrifying than rain, snow, wind and frost. Refined by evil spells, most of these ghosts are fragmented and few are intact.
In the clear sky and white sun, Gong Mengbi did not destroy these magic weapons outside for the sake of these ghosts.
When the disciples, servants, and attendants all arrived in the palace, Gong Mengbi Fang said: "I called you here to show you how vicious the evil magic weapon is, so that you can take a warning."
Gong Mengbi was surrounded by skulls, and each skull god was restrained by Gong Mengbi and placed beside him.
Gong Mengbi said: "Most of these skull gods are seniors of your sect. Some of you started late, and you don't know that in addition to the Ghost Immortal Sect, there is also the Corpse Immortal Sect."
Gong Meng Bi Mo recited the exorcism spell, and with a single click, the ghosts emerged from the Skull God.
Gong Mengbi said: "These were all your elders who practiced cultivation all their lives, but in the end they ended up like this. Evil spells were added to their bodies, evil methods bound their souls, their cultivation was ruined, and even reincarnation was difficult."
It looked extremely miserable, with green fire burning all over his body, and evil curses following him like a shadow.
The disciples couldn't help but tremble. They may not have such keen perception, but Gong Mengbi sitting here is enough to make them feel cold all over.
Then the souls in the Yinhun Banner and the Yinhun Sword were released, and countless vague humanoid smokes were flying in the hall, making the soul seem to be frozen, and the life was flowing away.
The disciples were so frightened by these shrill cries that their faces began to turn blue.
Gong Mengbi said seriously: "Watch it carefully and keep it in your heart."
Gong Mengbi amplified their perceptions, and these disciples were a little shaky.
Seeing that the fire was almost hot, Gong Mengbi smashed the skulls in front of him one by one, broke the Yinhun Sword handles one by one, and threw the Yinhun Flags into the furnace one by one.
The ghosts are constantly being released. It is obviously daytime, but the ghosts are shrouded like night.
Gong Mengbi sighed softly and recited the incantation to summon the gods and spirits. Then he heard the sound of the soul-calling bell ringing in the clouds, and a young man with dead fish eyes appeared in the clouds.
He bowed respectfully to Gong Mengbi and whispered: "The little god is here to extradite the ghost."
Gong Mengbi looked into his eyes and understood who this was. The two of them understood each other tacitly, and neither of them called each other by name.
As the bell rang, the ghost gradually disappeared, and finally the light returned to the hall.
Gong Mengbi looked at those disciples and said: "I have used the method of summoning gods and spirits to ask my ancestors from Xima Mountain to extradite these ghosts to Yue Mansion. I only hope that you will take a warning and don't do such harmful things again." Things must be done harmoniously, otherwise cause and effect will flow, and retribution will eventually come.”
These disciples were not of high moral character, and with Gong Mengbi amplifying their perception, they were greatly stimulated. They did not dare to go against Gong Mengbi's words, so they agreed one by one.
But judging from their appearance, I'm afraid they may not be able to escape Master Ma Qingji's nightmare in this life.
After walking out of the main hall, the sun fell on him, but the disciple of Xi Mashan felt a biting cold. The master's warning was still fresh in his mind, and the smell of blood in the cracks in the stone in front of the temple still lingered. The voices of those wronged souls today seem to echo in the ears, as if intertwined with the screams of the elders and disciples of Xima Mountain back then, making people tremble all over.
Qiu Yun stood next to Gong Mengbi and said, "Master, they must understand the painstaking efforts."
Gong Mengbi said: "They don't need to understand, as long as they don't make mistakes or go astray, it's enough."
Gong Mengbi looked at Qiu Yun and said, "I will leave the mountain for a few days to visit friends. You must guard Xima Mountain. If there is any emergency, call me with this thing."
Gong Mengbi handed a bunch of incense to Qiu Yun and said, "I will know when this incense burns."
Qiu Yun bowed and said: "Master, leave early and come back early. Ximashan is still waiting for you to come back and take charge of the overall situation."
Gong Mengbi laughed and said: "Practice well. I hope that when I come back, you will have mastered the method of summoning gods and spirits."
Qiu Yun said quickly: "Master, there is no need to worry, it is enough for me to be in the mountain."
Gong Mengbi laughed and left Xima Mountain with the Skull God.
His original intention was to stay in Xima Mountain for a longer time, at least to learn all the skills of Xima Mountain without exposing any flaws, so that he could contact the King of Wu.
But Yuliu and Jiaona burned incense and called him, telling him that the Jinhua City God had urged him to invite him to the City God's Temple.
Even if Gong Mengbi doesn't go, he knows why.
The ten-day period is approaching, and Miss Jin will return to Dongyang.
The Jinhua City God invited him to talk to him, it must be for this matter.
(End of chapter)
