As the night passed, the cold wind howled, carrying a strong yin energy, like a ghost.
Fengmen Mountain is only a few miles away from Caotang Village. When the mountain wind blows, the cold air will flow towards Caotang Village.
Fortunately, everyone is a cultivated person. If he were an ordinary person, he would probably suffer from a serious illness if he survived this night.
However, this night's vision alone is enough to prove that this ghost must be dealt with, otherwise other things will easily happen.
Everyone got up and gathered in front of yesterday's house.
Two disciples from the Zhan generation arrived at Longhu Mountain last night. At this time, a total of 10 people came, headed by Zhang Zhanwu. If we include the disciples from the Zhan generation who came with Zhan Zi, the number of people was 26.
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No one came to Zaoge Mountain. There were twenty disciples of the Zhan generation, plus nearly thirty people of the Zhan generation under my disciples.
Because Maoshan came to help from the beginning, some disciples like Zhan Yi did not bring their own disciples, but the number was slightly smaller, only 27 in total.
The Lotus Buddha Sect has the smallest number of people, with 10 disciples in the foundation period, and only 7 disciples of the same generation as the disciples.
"This time around, I'm afraid there will be a lot of danger among the ghosts. Disciples below the sixth level of Qi training should not follow it."
A few people made a plan together and made a plan to prevent disciples with lower cultivation levels from passing by to avoid accidents.
Leaving these disciples behind in Caotang Village, everyone gathered together to form a team of about fifty people, and quickly rushed towards Fengmen Mountain.
It was obviously close to noon, but the closer I got to Fengmen Mountain, the colder I felt, and the big sun hanging high in the sky seemed like an ice cube.
This kind of coldness is different from the biting feeling of the cold wind pouring into the coat, but an eerie coldness that spreads from the spine down the entire back.
"The gray fog has already spread to the foot of the mountain."
Arriving at the foot of Fengmen Mountain, Zhan Xing soon looked unhappy because the gray fog had already spread. At a glance, he could only see things a few meters away, but couldn't see anything further away.
"Senior Brother Zhanxing, let's break through the ghost fog on the outside first, and then go in."
"good"
Ghost is just a general term, which is a specific environment formed within a certain range under the influence of the power of ghosts.
The ghosts are not exactly the same. Even if the dominant ghost is different, the changes of the ghosts will be different.
Some will form an independent space, like a barrier, while others will form a strange area under the original environment.
The gray mist in front of you can also be regarded as a ghost. It is filled with yin energy and mixed with ghost energy. The creatures inside are probably under the influence of the ghost energy and their vitality is slowly being devoured.
But this is not the real core of Ghostly Ghost.
If everyone wants to go in, it will be easy. Apart from being blocked in sight and being eroded by ghost energy, even ordinary people can go in without any hindrance. Those with better luck will not be affected when they exit.
But the core ghosts are definitely not like this. Ghosts are rampant. If you don't have the ability to get in, you can just wait for death.
"Let's set up the formation."
Such a large area of ghost mist can only be broken through by forming an array as quickly as possible.
Zhang Zhanwu, Zhan Xing and Jiu Shu stood up, each holding a Bagua mirror and calculating the direction in their hands, with serious expressions.
Zhang Ziyu did not get involved. He knew that the three of them were choosing the Feng Shui eye position with the strongest yang energy, and then used the yang energy of the sun at noon to break the gray fog in one fell swoop.
"Junior Brother Qianhe, three hundred and twenty meters due east, place the mahogany sword for your eyesight."
"Zhanchi, one hundred and eighty meters to the southeast, stand there with the Bagua mirror, guard your eyes, and listen to my orders."
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The three of them looked for the formation together, and the speed was very fast. In less than ten minutes, they had arranged for fifteen people to go out, and four or five of them were monks from the Lotus Buddha Sect.
They split up in front of the Fengmen Mountain and stood under the sun. At first glance, they looked like they were standing randomly, but with their hands in hand, they seemed to have a bit of majesty and were connected with each other, giving the appearance of a large formation.
"Brothers and fellow Taoists of the Lotus Buddha Sect, raise the spiritual fire, attract the sun's yang energy, and break the ghost mist."
After giving the order, everyone threw out the spirit fire talismans in their hands. Some of those with advanced Taoist skills used the technique of spitting out Samadhi True Fire. But the most eye-catching thing was the monks from Maoshan. They all drew talismans in the sky, and the spiritual fire talismans were burning in the sky.
Space stimulates Yang Qi.
Although I was extremely surprised, when setting up the formation, I was not allowed to ask any more questions.
The spiritual fire flew out and formed a ball. Immediately above the formation's eyes, they raised their magic weapons high, and the sun seemed to emit a more dazzling light. The magic weapon's light flew out, merged into the spiritual fire, and turned into light and flew into the sky.
In just a moment, the light fell like rain towards Fengmen Mountain without harming the plants, but the gray ghost mist faded away quickly as if it had encountered a nemesis.
In less than ten minutes, the gray fog at the foot of the mountain had disappeared, revealing the original appearance of the woods and shrubs.
"When the ghost fog breaks, we will go in immediately. The core ghosts cannot be broken. Sooner or later, these ghost fogs will come back."
Everyone packed up their magic weapons and immediately walked into Fengmen Mountain. They moved very quickly. After all, time was limited. If it was night.
No
Even if it was only evening, they would be the only ones in a weak position.
Entering Fengmen Mountain, Zhang Ziyu still followed the large army and led the people in Maoshan towards the depths of Fengmen Mountain.
Although the ghost fog has faded, the entire forest still feels lifeless.
The animals either escaped or hung up on the tree as mummies. All their essence and blood were sucked dry by the night-walking ghosts, and they looked eerie for a while.
Everyone's expressions were not very good when they saw this situation. This was all caused by the Taiping Religion.
The further in, the eerie atmosphere becomes stronger, and at the same time, there are more and more mummies on the roadside. Many of the mummies are human corpses. These are mountain people who have entered the mountains or simply were captured here by the Taiping Cult.
people.
"Damn it, these people don't care about human life at all."
Uncle Jiu looked very embarrassed. The more upright he was, the more uncomfortable he felt when he saw the current situation.
"Amitabha, after we defeat those demons of the Taiping Sect, we will come to restrain and liberate these benefactors."
Master Yijie obviously feels bad. Those who are truly enlightened among the Buddhas naturally have a compassionate heart, but after seeing such a tragic appearance, he is afraid that he will turn into a angry-eyed King Kong now.
"roar"
However, at this moment, a low and hoarse roar suddenly came, and the mummies on the ground suddenly started to move. Their eyes turned green and cold, and they looked at the crowd.
"evil Dead?"
Everyone's expressions changed slightly. Uncle Jiu and Zhang Zhanwu suddenly looked at the sky. Unexpectedly, they didn't know that the sun at noon was already obscured by thick clouds.
And as they went deeper, the trees in Fengmen Mountain were now tall and leafy, but not much sunlight could shine in.
"Masters and uncles, take action, the first wave of attacks from the ghost masters on the opposite side is coming."
Zhang Ziyu looked calm. At this moment, he was about to start testing and bayoneting.
Regardless of whether the mummy transformed because of the yang energy, or because someone awakened it through some method, it is impossible for anyone here to leave.
"That's right, it's time to take action."
Everyone took out their magic weapons, and at this time, the mummies stood up one by one. It was obviously not a particularly wide bush area, but there were nearly two to three hundred mummies standing up in succession, and there were still mummies that continued to crawl out of the ground.
"roar"
The mummy roared hoarsely, swaying and rushed over quickly, looking like it would drown everyone.
"Things that are neither alive nor dead dare to act arrogantly."