There was a knock on the door like a beating drum. The thick wooden door trembled, and countless dust was scattered on the beams. The stone benches blocking the door were moved in by Yang Cao and others during the day. They were piled up now.
At the door, the door was not allowed to open. Wu Gang also dragged the long table where the memorial tablet was placed, and held it together. Lao Jin looked at the door in shock, twitching constantly, his mouth trembling, and asked what should he do?
I asked Zamao Xiaodao if he felt better?
Zamao Xiaodao took a long breath, stood up, and waved his hands to say it was okay. Although some of the living dead outside were caused by zombie bugs, they were mainly driven by resentment, so Taoism could drive them away or seal them away.
.It’s just that although these living dead are slow in movement, their explosive power is very powerful. They are strong and not afraid of being chopped by swords and axes. We need to set up a formation, introduce it into it, and gather the power of heaven and earth to kill them one by one.
Just kill it with a net. I know a little about the arrangement of formations to repel resentful curse spirits, but I need your cooperation...
Hu Wenfei and Yang Cao were both a little panicked when they saw Jia Wei disappear. Seeing Zamao talking in the street, they both asked Taoist Xiao for advice.
Zamao Xiaodao was not sure, and pointed at the hall, saying that this place was made of stone. Although it was stronger than the wooden house next to it, it was not much more reliable, and these three windows would become the biggest weakness. Yang
Fuck, I saw you setting up the formation in the Stone Eye Cave a while ago. You are a well-established person. If I want to set up the formation in this house, it will take half an hour. So - you follow me and set up the formation in this hall, and the rest
Everyone, each guarding the door and three windows, is not allowed to let in the living dead within half an hour.
We all nodded in agreement, and Zamao Xiaodao asked Yang Cao if he knew about the "Huoli Seven Section Formation"?
Yang Cao said, could it be the tail formation of the "Seven Zhenwu Formation" created by Master Junbao, the founder of Wudang Mountain? Zamao Xiaodao nodded and said yes, Yang Cao said he knew it, Master Junbao's formation was widely circulated.
But there are very few people who know its secrets, so I can only scratch the surface.
Everyone knows that Junbao Zhenren Zhang Sanfeng is a master of martial arts and a pioneer of Tai Chi, but few people mention his identity as a Taoist priest. Different from Mr. Jin Yong's novels, Junbao Zhenren studied under the old Zhang Yun'an of Baiyun Chan in Biluo Palace when he was young, and became a Taoist in middle age.
His mentor was Zhenren Qiu. He traveled all over the world and searched for famous teachers throughout his life. In his later years, he was taught the secrets by Zhenren Zhenhuolong in Quanzhen’s hometown Zhongnan Mountain.
From the end of the Yuan Dynasty to the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, the fifteenth year of Yongle, he lived a full 170 years.
The formation that such a person studied with great concentration shows how awesome he is.
The miscellaneous hair path was not too long. From the treasure bag, he took out various formation equipment, talismans, red threads, banners, bells, red candles and incense threads, animal bones... picked them up one by one. The two of them were very familiar with each other.
After a short communication, we began to pray quickly and set up the formation. I ran to the window on the left side of the compartment. This window was an ordinary downward-facing lattice window with simple flowers carved on it and covered with a layer of lattice.
Yellowed papyrus.
After blocking the door, the crowd of living dead couldn't get in, so they began to wander in both directions. When they saw a window, they picked up rocks and smashed them.
There are also those that push by hand.
Within two minutes, a hole was smashed out of the window, which quickly expanded, revealing several hideous and terrifying heads.
I was worried, how could we stay on guard for half an hour in this situation?
Fortunately, the window was about 1.5 meters high and the wall was dozens of centimeters thick. The living dead crawled in with some encouragement. The machete was not strong enough, so I picked up a big wooden stick from the side and pointed it at the living dead who climbed up along the body of my companion.
The dead man was hit hard. Although he had only been buried for a few days, the living dead man opposite me was full of putrid odor, his jaw was completely rotten, dripping yellow corpse water was flowing out, and his stiff face was covered with corpse oil. I hit him hard.
His face was deformed.
However, he was very perseverant and actually grabbed my thick-mouthed wooden stick with both hands and wanted to jump in.
These living dead are very powerful and stronger than they were before death.
I pushed the wooden stick hard and found some resistance. Without hesitation, I pulled out a pistol from my waist and fired at the zombie in front of me without hesitation.
As soon as the gunshot rang out, a big hole immediately appeared in the wet, ugly head, and it fell backwards.
I took the opportunity and pushed hard outside, and all the three or two living dead blocking the window were pushed away.
When my gunshot rang out, the same sound burst out sooner or later in several places in the house. Hu Wenfei is an old man. He has seen a lot of such emergencies and can handle them easily; however, Wu Gang, Ma Haibo,
Although Xiao Zhou and Lao Jin were also brave and careful people, when they suddenly saw these living dead people covered in rotten flesh and with expressions as ferocious as evil ghosts, they couldn't help but feel weak in their legs when they smelled the stinky corpse gas.
I can't help but greet you with bullets.
As a mountain guide, Lao Jin had hunted before, but he was the least promising one. He didn’t know where to put his hands. He wanted to run over to help me, but I shouted him away and pulled out a hunting knife tremblingly.
, ran to Hu Wenfei's side.
Everyone in the ancestral hall was busy and struggling. Only the little Miao girl named Youyou was holding the cloth bag containing the tiger cat, hiding in the corner and shivering.
The tiger cat who killed the scorpion fish in an instant yesterday was still asleep at this moment.
Duoduo was seriously injured because of saving me, and she is still hiding in the locust tree to recuperate and sleep.
Because Golden Silkworm Gu was frightened by unknown creatures in the cave, it has only maintained casual contact with me so far.
I find that there are fewer and fewer partners that I can rely on.
In the predicament of being surrounded by enemies from all sides, I need to face this bleak life alone.
The living dead outside did not stop attacking because of the death of their companions. They continued to climb up one after another, trying to jump in from the window and devour my flesh and blood. Without the support of Golden Silkworm Gu and Duoduo, I found that I could not
There is no fear as imagined, I already have the sense of Qi, and with the help of Fat Chongzi, I have communicated with the sea of yin and yang meridians, the root bone thunder sound, which is what ordinary people call "opening up the Ren and Du meridians", Wei Lu,
The three acupoints of Jiaji and Yuzhen can be used to indicate the movement of the heavens. Feeling the location of Taoism, the Qi is accessible and much longer and gentler than ordinary people.
At that moment, I put away my impatience and fear, and first formed the Fumomyo King Mantra to stabilize my body and mind, maintaining my will to be immovable and unconfused, and then quickly formed the Sun Disk Seal.
As soon as this seal was completed, my whole body suddenly shook, and an invisible pressure spread from the inside out to the side.
The mantra in the "Nine Meetings Mandala" of Esoteric Buddhism, "Spiritual Darts Unify and Resolve Heart-Split Qi Zen", was the simplest and clearest method I used to eliminate the resistance of golden silkworm Gu when I first obtained the Dharma. It has been with me ever since.
As it grows, its power gradually increases - there are tens of thousands of Dharma doors and three thousand avenues in the world. After all, the way of witchcraft is just a way to kill the opponent secretly and is not suitable for frontal combat. Therefore, Mr. Shange introduced the simple mantra of Buddhist Tantric Buddhism and combined it with the Nine
Planting the wheel seal enables the disciples to follow the Tao and have the ability to fight in magic arts.
I only thought it was simple at first, but when I returned from the ancient city of Fenghuang, I sensed the field of "Qi", and then I realized the principle of simplicity in the beginning and complexity in the beginning.
I felt a surge of power coming from the bottom of my heart. The bones in my hand holding the wooden stick creaked. I rushed to the window and hit the living dead who were about to crawl in with a stick in the head.
It splashed and scattered on my face, and the smell of spoiled and rotten meat immediately lingered in my nose.
The fighting spirit was already burning in my heart, and I felt that these grotesque living dead in front of me were just chickens and dogs.
How can you be afraid of a good man?
I couldn't help but silently recited the "Heart Mantra to Surrender the Third Ming King", my mind was buzzing, and countless Buddhas and Arhats were passing by in it. I swung two sticks and felt a steady stream of power. The more I fought, the braver I became. I saw Ma Haibo again.
There was some danger in the window that Wu Gang and the two were in charge of. Without thinking about it, they poked the living dead in the window open and jumped out of the window with a quick leap.
If I want to fight, I will take the lead.
As soon as I jumped out, seven or eight living dead immediately rushed towards me with their claws and teeth. I was not afraid, I calmed down and felt the air flow in the air swirling away. I stepped on the horse to the left and held the wooden stick
Like a dragon, it reached out and took the lead. After pushing away the two living dead closest to me, the wooden stick in my hand was like a cannonball, and it stabbed a female living dead in the hall.
boom!
The sound of the skull cavity exploding was heard in his ears, and then brains and blood burst out all over the sky.
This explosion triggered the blood and bravery of the border people flowing in my blood in an instant. I hit, kicked, overhead, slashed with a knife, formed seals with both hands and used mantra to break the attack... I fought with these living dead who came up.
In a ball, I felt like a robot. In an instant, my mind became extremely clear. When should I take action and when should I draw the knife? At that moment, my awareness of fighting became particularly sharp.
Fight! Fight! Fight! Beat your mother like hell.
Although my fighting consciousness was clear, my mind was full of enthusiasm, as if the left and right brain hemispheres were separated. I fought with the living dead on both sides of the window for most of the day, during which I chopped off the heads of four guys and severed them.
There were countless limbs, some of them got up after being knocked down by me, then fell down again, and stepped on them with lingering hatred.
However, I was also scratched several times, and my vest was hit by stones thrown at me. I was also punched in the left eye, which caused a big swelling and my vision was a little blurry.
Fortunately, although the fat bugs are on strike, the toxins cannot affect my body.
I don’t know how long it took, the world was in chaos, and I heard Ma Haibo calling me. When I turned around, I found that he was calling me anxiously, saying you are a lunatic. Dead people are attracted to you. Do you think you are a fool?
Damn it, are they Spartans? The formation is set up soon, come in quickly.
I looked around, and sure enough, there were layers of people all around me, except those on the ground, and there were actually more than a dozen living dead rushing toward me.
Under the cover of Ma Haibo's gun, I turned over and jumped into the ancestral hall. As soon as I settled down, I felt tired like a tide.
My head feels dizzy and black.
Zamao Xiaodao was already performing formations. The incantations in his mouth were louder than each other. When combined with Yang Cao, they had an overwhelming momentum. Suddenly, he pointed his sword at the Big Dipper, stepped on the Seven Stars, and his eyes were as big as copper bells:
"Open the door!"
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