Chapter 320: Monks and ghosts collude with each other, this is a tradition
Guanchuan Mountain is a very magical mountain. It is only separated by a watershed. On the sunny side, there is a fire kiln that does not go out all year round. The red color of the mountain is comparable to the "Flaming Mountain". On the shady side, there is a fire that does not burn out all year round.
The ice cave, with its steep boulders, numerous icicles, and ice waterfalls, is comparable to the 'Frozen Throne'!
A ray of sword light crossed the sky and landed in front of the ice cave in the north. The sword light faded away, revealing Kong Qing's figure.
"You said that the ghost king from Turks really lives here?"
Kong Qing looked at the dark and terrifying ice cave in front of him, then turned to look at the dragon girls behind him.
"Pindao doesn't seem to feel any yin energy?"
"My lord, in the center of this ice cave is a perfectly located yin place. Because the structure of the ice cave forms a natural formation, all the yin energy is locked in the middle, so you can't feel it.
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It was Mrs. Hua who spoke. It seemed that because of Du Long's death, her tone of voice became more and more respectful now.
"The ghost you saw last time who dared to snatch the souls of babies on the street was controlled by this ghost king."
"In the past two days, my lord, you have killed the poisonous dragon, killed the evil tiger, and wiped out the nearby spirits..."
Mrs. Zhen continued on the side.
"Now in the whole area around Mayi, this Turkic ghost king is the only one who can be considered as the most popular one. As long as we get rid of him, there will no longer be any powerful monsters near Mayi City."
"So good!"
Kong Qing nodded in a good mood, and then took out a flashlight from his sleeve.
"Let's go!"
A few minutes later, Kong Qing and the dragon girls came to the underworld in the center of the ice cave.
Looking from the outside, this shady place is surrounded by thick black fog. Even the light of the flashlight in Kong Qing's hand can only shine a few meters away, making it difficult to move forward.
Kong Qing looked intently and saw a heavy haze in front of him. Countless pillars made of black mist stood upright in the cave, slowly moving around. Sometimes the two pillars came into contact with each other, and then there was a burst of ghosts crying and wolves howling, and then
The two pillars shattered at the same time, turning into a large cloud of black mist that rolled in all directions.
"What a strong yin energy!"
Several dragon girls subconsciously showed disgust and took a step back.
For gods like them, although this kind of yin energy will not make them sick or die like mortals, they are not willing to come into contact with it.
“What a great place…”
After seeing these Yin Qi, Kong Qing not only did not look scared, but instead felt ecstatic for a while.
"receive!"
Following the words, the Yin Qi accumulated in this netherworld instantly rolled up, then seemed to be attracted by something, turned into a horizontal tornado, and finally fell into Kong Qing's sleeve.
The dragon girls standing behind Kong Qing looked at each other and blinked.
They had thought of many ways to deal with the yin energy before, but they never thought that someone would directly pack up all the yin energy and take it away.
By the way, isn’t Yin Qi harmful to living people?
As the Yin Qi gradually decreased, the gloomy place in front of me gradually became brighter.
Without the cover of the black mist, some ghost figures living in this underworld also appeared in their eyes. These ghosts were sparse and not as numerous as the previous dragon girls said.
Seeing the Yin Qi that they relied on being sucked away by the Taoist priest in front of them like a long siphon sucking water, the faces of these ghosts showed complicated expressions, as if they wanted to stop them, but they had no courage.
Whoosh!
With a soft sound, the last trace of Yin Qi also fell into the sleeves of Kong Qing's robe. He flicked his sleeves casually, and strode into this dark place that became not gloomy at all, as sharp as
Jian's eyes swept over the frightened ghosts present.
"Which one of you is that Turkic ghost king?"
After hearing Kong Qing's words, the ghosts below suddenly panicked. After a while, they pushed me and I pushed you, and then an old ghost dressed in simple clothes, who looked like a farmer, was caught.
Pushing it out, he answered tremblingly.
"Shangxian, the Ghost King is no longer here!"
"not here……"
There was a somewhat confused look on Kong Qing's face.
"If he's not here, where can he go?"
"I don't know for sure..."
At first glance, the old farmer looked like an honest person. He trembled all over and answered calmly.
"Maybe he went back to the grassland!"
"Go back to the grassland?"
Kong Qing's eyebrows twitched.
"What is he doing back to the grassland?"
"Is such that……"
The wrinkled old ghost explained hesitantly.
"Two days ago, after the Buddhist master came to save a certain class as a routine, the ghost king immediately packed up his things and left. He said that he had not returned to his hometown for a long time, so he wanted to go back to the grassland to have a look. He also said that he might not come back in the future.
"
"What?"
The amount of information in this statement was a bit large, and Kong Qing couldn't understand it for a while.
Buddhist masters would come here routinely to save the souls of the dead, and after the monks came, the Turkic ghost king immediately packed up and left, saying he wanted to return to his hometown...
This must be the monk tipping off the ghost!
Do these monks have such a good relationship with ghosts?
Then, Kong Qing remembered what he had seen in Chang'an when the temples set off flames, slandered the Taoist priests among the ghosts, and asked the ghosts to tell their relatives in the world to entrust them with instructions in their dreams.
It turns out that not only the monks in the city can play, but also the monks in the village!
No wonder Buddhism came to dominate the world later, and the minds of other monks were much more flexible than those of Taoist priests like me who only knew how to draw swords.
"My lord..."
The dragon girls behind him looked at Kong Qing's somewhat uncertain expression and quickly explained.
"The slave sisters really don't know that there are monks here who regularly come to pray for salvation."
"I understand!"
Kong Qing waved his hand and softened his tone.
"This matter has nothing to do with you..."
As he said that, Kong Qing casually cast an identification technique on the old ghost in front of him, then glanced at the good and evil values and flicked his sleeves.
"Do it, take it!"
Whoosh!
After a soft sound, the old ghost disappeared without a trace.
Seeing the old ghost disappear inexplicably, the remaining ghosts who were already frightened immediately exploded and began to run away...
At this moment, several dragon ladies raised their hands at the same time and waved them in the air.
"Water Curtain Tianhua!"
In an instant, a huge water cover appeared out of thin air, and in the eyes of these fleeing ghosts full of despair, they were all trapped inside, and then Kong Qing's mind moved.
"receive!"
A quarter of an hour later, a sword light rose from the dark side of Guanchuan Mountain, crossed the sky, and flew in the direction of Mayi, while several dragon girls rode the clouds directly back to the Tianchi of Guanchuan Mountain.
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After Jian Guang and Yun Cai left, a ghost with a black aura around his body cautiously poked his head out of a forest near the ice cave, took a look, and then retracted.
"King of Ghosts, the Taoist priest from the Taishi Bureau should have left. Can we go back?"
"hold on……"
In the woods, a ghost dressed like a Turkic warrior held his chin with his hand, with a thoughtful look on his face.
"The Han people are very cunning. It's hard to say whether he will come back quietly. We'd better wait and go back at night. You continue to keep an eye on it..."
"yes!"
After hearing what the Ghost King said, Li Gui agreed, slipped to the side of the woods, and cautiously peeked outside.
But this time the ghost king's worry was obviously unnecessary. They waited until night and did not see the Taoist priest kill a single enemy. After the moon went up to the east mountain, the Turkic ghost king finally stood up from the woods.
"It seems that I deceived the Taoist priest this time, let's go back now!"
"Hiha!"
Upon hearing the Ghost King's words, all the fierce ghosts present raised their hands and let out a low howl, seemingly very excited.
There is no way, compared with that Yin place with strong Yin energy, although the woods where they are now are not far from the ice cave, there is very little Yin energy. The group of them stay here like fish that have landed on the beach.
, very uncomfortable.
When this group of fierce ghosts, led by the Ghost King, entered the ice cave again and returned to their original territory...
They were all shocked!
They saw that the originally thick and foggy Yin Qi disappeared without a trace. The empty Yin ground was as clean as if it had been exposed to the sun for more than ten days, although they could still feel traces of Yin energy.
Qi is gathering here, but returning to the way it was before is simply not something that can be accomplished in three to five years.
"Damn Taoist priest!"
The ghost king dressed as a Turk jumped three feet high when he saw the scene in front of him.
"He actually destroyed someone's home..."
Before they finished speaking, a woman dressed in red suddenly appeared in front of them. She raised her red sleeves and an ancient mirror as beautiful as the bright moon was suspended.
"Photography!"
When they saw the woman appear, almost all the ghosts showed confusion in their eyes, and a few ghosts even started to pant like living people.
"cut!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp sword light appeared out of thin air, moving freely among these fierce ghosts, invincible to anyone who stood in its way.
In the chaos, no one noticed that a certain ghost king dressed as a Turk had quietly escaped from the control of the woman in the red dress. He took advantage of the chaos and lay on the ground, carefully crawling towards the ice cave next to him.
Three meters, two meters, one meter...
Just when he was about to climb into the ice cave, he suddenly felt a burning sensation in front of him. The Ghost King raised his head, only to find a god general wrapped in flames and holding a long sword spraying fire.
He was standing in front of him, looking at him expressionlessly.
After seeing him raise his head, the god general raised his flaming sword and slashed at him.
"ah……"
The Ghost King instantly shouted.
"Stay here..."
With a calm voice, the flaming long sword stopped only a few centimeters away from the Ghost King. The long sword, as hot as the sun, burned his face with a sizzling sound, and black smoke filled the air.