Listen to Yunsong's confident words.
Ah Wu was so surprised, he said: "I know you have a Dharma body and you are a Taoist priest, but your Dharma body has a low level of cultivation, how can you save the souls of the dead?"
Yun Song confidently said: "Fu Sheng Supreme Heavenly Lord, as long as my Taoist disciples can memorize the "Tai Shang Cave Xuan Ling Bao Heavenly Lord Speaks of the Wonderful Sutra for Saving Suffering", we can save the souls of the dead and lead them back to Fengdu, the underworld!"
Ah Wu asked: "When did this happen? In my memory, your Taoist cultivation can only transcend the souls of the dead by entering the four realms of gods and humans."
The four realms of gods and men!
This Yunsong understands that this is the legendary highest four realms that human monks can cultivate.
He definitely doesn't have this level, but he can indeed transcend the undead.
So he waved his long sleeves in high spirits and said:
"Blessed Supreme Heavenly Lord, please benefactor to protect Xiaodao. Xiaodao will save the suffering souls here today!"
Ah woo doubts this.
Yun Song wasted his second water monkey hair and transformed back into a human body. Then he purified his hands with deep pool water, sat in front of the prison dragon platform, and began to recite aloud "The Mystical Sutra of Saving Suffering Spoken by the Heavenly Master of Xuan Ling Bao in Taishang Cave":
"At that time, the Heavenly Lord who saves suffering is filling the realms of the ten directions. He always saves all living beings with his majestic power. He is freed from the lost path, and all living beings are unaware, just like blindly seeing the sun and the moon..."
As the sutras were recited, a stream of energy flowed out of his mouth through his limbs and bones.
It feels a bit like hiccups.
Yun Song resisted this feeling and kept reciting the Taoist scriptures.
The sound spreads in the space of the deep pool cave, reaching the top of the cave, the four walls, and into the water.
Gradually, echoes resounded from the ceiling and walls of the cave.
The sound is not very loud, but with layers of echoes, it becomes stereo sound from all directions.
Bu Zhou Ling, who was desperately climbing in the water, slowly stopped pushing and pushing. They gradually calmed down and looked up together in the water.
The many Guilong Late Sky Spirits on the mountain stopped climbing when they stopped spitting water. They all stopped and looked at Yunsong.
There are blood-red spots of light all over the mountains and plains.
Ah Wu sighed softly: "No wonder people say that the most spiritual people in the world are the most spiritual people. You people are very powerful."
"It has only been so long, but you have actually developed a method to simplify advanced magic. It's amazing!"
Yun Song ignored him and just chanted the sutra attentively.
As the "Tai Shang Cave Xuan Ling Bao Tian Zun Speaks of the Wonderful Sutra of Saving Suffering" was recited continuously, he began to feel tired quickly.
For the Dao Sutra to be effective, it must be emitted by Yang Qi.
After all, he had just embarked on the path of cultivation not long ago, and his cultivation level was somewhat poor.
As the sound of chanting continued to sound, the impure spirit in the water changed more and more.
They no longer desperately climbed, no longer struggled painfully, no longer crowded into a group in a crazy manner, but began to spread out.
Without Bu Zhouling's support, the prison dragon platform began to slowly sink into the water.
Guilong Wan Tianjing's eyes became redder and brighter, and he heard the sound of crying like a child.
They were not interfering with Yunsong's chanting, but rather mocking him.
As spirits who have achieved success in cultivation by robbing an accurate dragon of luck and cultivation, they are wise. They have seen people before, so they know that people are afraid of water. As the Prison Dragon Tower sinks into the water, Yunsong will be unable to make a sound.
But the scattered souls gathered together again.
They skillfully supported each other, stepped on each other, and regrouped into a ghost pillar to hold up the prison dragon platform.
This time they calmed down.
The sunken prison dragon platform was stabilized again.
Seeing this, the screams of Guilong's evening spirits all became louder. Yunsong became angry and used his luck in the Dantian to also increase the volume of chanting.
Guilong Wantian Jing can spray water and control water, and water waves come from all directions like a torrent.
The Buzhou Lings bowed their heads and stood up, arching their backs, clinging to each other, supporting each other, and facing the impact of the water waves with expressionless faces.
The pond turned into huge waves and rolled over it, but Yunsong felt that the tiredness in his body had weakened - the water-loving talisman and the "Ancient Water Technique" had taken effect.
This is just the right call!
Guilong Wantianjing started to go crazy when he saw that the water waves could not do anything. They jumped into the water one after another and besieged Qilongtai from all directions.
Some of the Buzhoulings stayed behind to continue carrying the stone platform, while others came out of the water and crowded around the stone platform in circles and circles, squeezing side by side.
Green flames burned, but the fire was no longer as fierce as before. They silently resisted the pain of being burned by the flames, tightly surrounding the stone platform in the middle.
The Guilong Night Sky Spirit Group has arrived!
Just like cavalry attacking infantry, they are inherently more powerful monsters, and with the power of charge, the poor ones are knocked away and knocked down one after another.
Bu Zhou Ling flew back when he was knocked down, got up when he was knocked down, and continued to circle outside the stone platform.
However, cavalry is the natural enemy of infantry. This is a blood suppression, and unscrupulous people cannot stop their impact.
Yun Song held back his fatigue, cheered up and yelled: "Sun, where is the Dharma Protector!"
Then the voice of ah-wu sounded: "No, you think I can still fight? If I can fight, why don't I go back to my hometown by myself?"
"However, this protector has fulfilled his duties. Do you know why Guilong Wantianjing didn't let you redeem Buzhou Ling?"
"Because without Bu Zhou Ling's support, the Dragon Prison Tower will sink into the water, and the snake inside will wake up!"
"What they are afraid of is this snake that is about to turn into a dragon!"
"And now I want them to know what it means to be powerful. Even if they don't get into the water, I can still make them wake up!"
"Moo!" A cow roar followed his voice.
Yunsong's chanting was suppressed.
But the reverberating sound of chanting could not be stopped. They kept making noises at every opportunity, continuously.
Hearing the roar of the bull, the arrogant and domineering Guilong Wantianjing turned around and ran away.
This is not a cow roaring.
This is Jiao Ming!
The clattering sound of the chain dragging began to make a messy sound, and the prison dragon platform began to shake.
Then the majestic air wave hit Yun Song's back from behind, and Yun Song felt a large amount of heat flowing into his body.
These breaths are like dense and hot water vapor, and the hydrophilic talisman and the "Ancient Water Movement Technique" guide them all into Yunsong's body!
Double the heat!
Double the joy!
The hot breath entered his body from the pores all over his body, and immediately merged into his limbs and bones. They quickly filled up the eight extraordinary meridians, and then rushed to the Dantian together.
This is a lot of anger, Yunsong needs to bear it for a while.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The hot air enters the Dantian and expands outwards, just like there is a breath of air in the stomach.
Yunsong knew how important this air was, and he tried his best to lift his anus to prevent himself from leaking air at critical moments.
There is a limit to the expansion of the breath, and finally it is drawn in violently, turning into a small ball of air!
However, although this group of Qi is small, it is very stable. It stays in Yunsong Dantian and does not move. It just keeps releasing some Qi to travel through the Eight Extraordinary Meridians.
Yunsong was trembling both mentally and physically!
This is the spirit!
In the path of spiritual practice, there are three stages of qi: inducing qi, refining qi, and gathering qi. He enters the realm of refining qi in one breath. From now on, he doesn’t need to introduce qi every day, and his body can produce strong yang qi!
Starting today, the days of novices are gone forever!
Yun Song's chanting became faster and louder, and the green flames on Bu Zhou Ling's body floating on the water gradually became weaker.
eventually disappears.
All the unclean spirits emerged from the water!
The entire deep pool was filled with people with torn clothes and haggard figures, as if they were crowded with refugees.
But there was no gloomy atmosphere. They looked happy and saluted Yunsong one after another.
Either kneel down or bow with your hands together.
Yunsong returned the favor gracefully, and then gradually fell into the water like Tang Bohu in a boat.
As a result, Qiulongtai did not sink too much. It quickly stabilized and surfaced.
Yunsong looked down in shock.
Lines of osmanthus dragons and late-day spirits swam from all directions, and they took over the role of Bu Zhou Ling to hold up the stone platform.
Awu laughed and said: "They can't let the anemone enter the water. They are afraid that the animai will retaliate after escaping from the restraint. In fact, they don't need to be afraid. As long as the demon's sword is not kept alive, the animai will not leave the dragon prison platform on its own."
Just as Yunsong was about to speak, a large ship came unexpectedly.
This boat is really big.
The whole body is purple and black, and the shape is regular. I don’t know how to reach this cave and deep pool through the winding valley and river.
And there's something even weirder about it.
The ship was so big that when it appeared, Yunsong looked up and could only see the hull part of the bow. He couldn't even see what was above the bow.
In other words, if the boat had not come in from the river but appeared directly next to him, he would have thought he had hit a wall!
The big ship appeared, and everyone turned around and walked towards the ship.
Awu whispered: "Wow, you are so lucky, this is a real boat! You have seen the real boat. You can brag to your grandson in the future - provided you can get a wife!"
Yun Song asked: "What kind of boat is the boat?"
Awu's tone became very shocked: "You can save the unruly spirit, but - forget it, you always know the Wangchuan River, right? The great Yin River that surrounds Hades!"
"There is a kind of waterweed growing on the bank of Forget River..."
"Flower of the Other Shore?" Yun Song also wanted to show off his erudition.
Ah Wu was confused: "What is the flower of the other side?"
"Say what you want." Yun Song smiled awkwardly.
Awu added: "The banks of the Forgotten River are filled with weeds! Only boats made of weeds can pass through the rivers of the Three Realms. However, they usually only transfer the souls from the Huangquan Road to the Forgotten River, so they are also called weed boats!"
"The big fish before was carrying a boat, so it could pick up the souls of the dead. It was deceiving the souls, making them think they were being picked up to be reincarnated, and then they got on the boat and were pulled here to do it.
Zhou Ling!"
The huge ferry boat came and went suddenly, and all the poor souls on the pond disappeared, and then it entered the river.
The last sound floated into Yunsong’s ears:
"Bad bamboo produces good bamboo shoots? Or is there another conspiracy?"
This voice sounded familiar to Yunsong. He quickly recalled it and immediately realized: the shady guy he met at White Bone Temple before!
Same accent, same tone.
He felt that this Yin Chai was an old hermaphrodite who couldn't speak serious words.
After slandering him, he turned around and said to Awu:
"The person I met at the White Bone Temple who led the undead was Yinza? He couldn't speak very well. It seemed to be his voice just now. It's a pity that he ran too fast. Otherwise, I would give him some color and let him know.
The truth is that disaster comes from the mouth!"
Ah Wu was stunned and said: "You are really, really - well, how should I put it, really special. I have actually seen people like you. You have a big appetite and can eat fifty kilograms of beef in one meal.
, forty-nine and a half pounds is awesome!”
Yun Song sneered and said: "You are right, if the trail opens your eyes again - I'm going to cut off that unruly demon sword!"
"Absolutely impossible, you don't have the ability." Ah Wu laughed.
Yun Song also laughed, and then turned into a horse-killing madman and walked into the temple.
In the temple, Zhunjiao woke up.
Apathetic.
Just like an Internet-addicted teenager who stayed up all night.
It was obviously confused when it saw a headless ghost appear, and its eyes, which were bigger than a human's buttocks, suddenly widened.
Yun Song raised his horse-killing antelope and slashed at the chain: "Open it for me!"
Awu laughed: "You actually have an imperial sword! Ha, where did you come from? You deceived me!"
Sparks burst out like fireworks!
There was a crisp and loud sound, and the chain as thick as a man's arm was broken in half!
Yun Song swung his sword again, and an entire chain was broken!
Zhunjiao suddenly raised his head and stood up, his eyes bulging out!
As soon as it was coiled up in the snake formation, it opened up, revealing what was wrapped inside.
Chapter completed!