Chapter 844: The Secret Technique of Wishing the Door
boom!
Accompanied by a low groan that sounded like it came from the depths of hell, the Ghost King Ling shuddered violently, and a black and white flame rose up.
call out!
The firelight disappeared in a flash.
Immediately, two forces, one black and one white, appeared out of thin air.
They kept spinning and gradually turned into two swimming fish, chasing and playing with each other, holding each other head and tail, forming a counter-rotating Tai Chi diagram.
The rotation speed became faster and faster, and a cold whirlwind quickly blew up.
Suddenly, Zhang Yang only felt the gloomy and miserable surroundings.
In his ears, there were also bursts of cries of ghosts and howls of wolves, which shocked his mind.
Zhang Yang calmed down his mind slightly and silently recited a few mantras to purify his mind, and then got rid of the distracting thoughts rising in his heart.
Roar!
The resentful souls that were originally frightened by the Nine Yang True Fire on Zhang Yang's body and fled in panic immediately became manic and restless.
They let out pitiful roars, and the breath of fear spread like a plague, making people shudder.
Faintly, Zhang Yang also heard a familiar mantra.
This is……
Wish the gatekeeper a ghost curse!
Yes, it’s the Zhumenyi Ghost Curse!
But, who is this mysterious living corpse with broken legs?!
How could it possibly understand the core secret technique of Zhu Sect...
Zhang Yang already knew that it was reasonable for the mysterious living corpse in front of him to practice Buddhism and Taoism and understand the methods of Chinese Xuanmen.
However, the Zhumen servant's ghost curse is extraordinary and is a secret of the Zhumen lineage that has not been passed down.
According to Master Zhang Yang and his uncle, the only fruitful branch of the Zhu sect is the Fu Medical sect.
Although the Zhu Menyi Ghost Curse is not the most powerful method in the Zhu Men lineage, it is one of the core secret techniques.
However, using evil things, ghosts and gods is against the laws of heaven. In order to prevent weak-minded disciples from going astray, it has never been taught except by the master.
Therefore, even his uncle Qing Lingzi, whose skill was indistinguishable from his master Qingyunzi, had no chance to learn.
Zhang Yang himself, on the other hand, has not yet had the opportunity to systematically study the untold secrets of his sect.
As the only descendant of this generation of Fu Medical Sect, master Qing Yunzi has already regarded Zhang Yang as the best candidate to head the sect.
The old man always ignored his uncle Qing Lingzi's repeated objections and taught Zhang Yang various secret techniques of his sect intentionally or unintentionally.
This Zhumenyi Ghost Curse is one of them.
Although it was impossible for Zhang Yang to master them due to limitations in strength and experience, it did not prevent him from distinguishing these secret techniques.
Especially for various formulas, Zhang Yang, who has a photographic memory, is no problem.
Therefore, when he heard the low chanting of a living corpse with a broken leg, he immediately realized that it was the Zhumenyi Ghost Curse used in the Zhumen secret technique to ward off ghosts and evil spirits.
However, Zhang Yang couldn't figure out who the mysterious living corpse with severed legs in front of him was.
What is the connection between it and Zhumen?!
However, the situation in front of him did not allow him to think too much.
As this ethereal-sounding incantation floated, like a mantra coming from the depths of hell, the fleeing resentful souls seemed to hear some kind of call. Their original fear was swept away, and they roared back from all directions.
He charged towards Zhang Yang desperately.
Zhang Yang concentrated his energy and concentrated his energy, using all his strength to activate the Nine Yang inner elixir in his Dantian. The true energy circulated, and the Nine Yang True Fire lingered throughout his body.
Hoo ho ho!
Whenever they come into contact with the blazing Nine Yang True Fire around his body, these low-level resentful souls immediately turn into balls of blue flames and burn out quickly.
Waves of terrified screams echoed over the lonely town, like a ghost land.
Resentful ghosts come one after another, and those skeletons and zombies controlled by the Ghost King's order and driven into madness are not to be outdone.
They were like moths rushing to the flame, regardless of the power emanating from the Nine Yang True Fire, they kept rushing towards Zhang Yang, trying to tear his body apart.
However, the evil spirit in them is inherently restrained by the Nine Yang True Fire.
Once in contact, it immediately turns into blazing fire.
In a short period of time, a thick layer of coke had piled up on the ground around Zhang Yang.
Those evil things that are still burning, even the remaining souls are not immune and are still struggling instinctively.
Tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk
The zombie's skin was burned by the Nine Yang True Fire, and was already scorched into hard lumps. If it moved slightly, it would immediately tear apart, revealing rotten flesh and blood and even white bones.
However, these unconscious evil creatures know no fear at all.
Under the control of the Ghost King's order, they came in groups without stopping at all, and were still rushing in from all directions.
As they continued to impact, the Nine Yang True Fire on the surface of Zhang Yang's body was rapidly consumed.
It lasted about ten minutes, and he felt faintly exhausted.
It’s definitely not going to work like this!
Looking at the densely packed evil objects around him, he couldn't help but glance at the dying living corpse with severed legs about twenty meters away.
The Ghost King orders ghosts to ward off evil, which itself has a considerable backlash effect on evil things such as living corpses with broken legs.
In addition, it also forcibly activates the sect-blessing secrets such as the sect-blessing ghost curse, which makes it even worse when it is already exhausted.
Therefore, while Zhang Yang felt exhausted, he was not much better either.
At present, the evil aura on its body has been almost exhausted, and Zhang Yang can no longer even feel its aura.
However, the Ghost King Token in its hand is still functioning.
Although there is no longer the blessing of the Zhumenyi Ghost Curse, under the current atmosphere, the power of the Ghost King's Order has been fully exerted.
Even because of the evil spirit lingering around, the effect of the evil-control spell on the Ghost King's Token was enhanced several times.
Even though they clearly felt the terrifying power of the Nine Suns True Fire, under the control of the Ghost King Ling, those evil souls were still like moths flying into the flames, desperately attacking Zhang Yang, turning into ashes, and destroying both body and soul.
As the saying goes, if there are many ants, the elephant will be killed.
Zhang Yang knew that if he didn't try to stop the Ghost King Order, he would be eaten alive by these low-strength but staggering numbers of guys without waiting for the Jiuyou Evil Lotus and Kunpeng cubs in the sea of consciousness to decide the outcome.
Just do it.
He took a deep breath and made a sweeping sweep with his right fist filled with Nine Yang True Fire.
Just three muffled bangs, bangs, bangs were heard, and the two zombies and a skeleton that came towards me were smashed six to seven meters away.
Almost at the same moment, his legs exerted force violently, and rocks flew from the cracked ground. His body immediately rose into the sky, passed the zombies, flew through the air, and headed straight for the living corpse with a broken leg.
Before his body touched the ground, Zhang Yang suddenly stretched out his right hand and grabbed it in the air.
The black ghost king flew into his hand with a hiss.
The living corpse with severed legs was startled for a moment, then turned its head with difficulty, glanced at its empty right hand with dull eyes, and a smile appeared on its face.
At this moment, it seemed so peaceful.
There was a hint of helplessness in that smile, but also a hint of relief...
The evil aura on its body is getting weaker and weaker, and the soul fire sealed in the corrupt body gradually becomes dim.
It has the possibility of losing its soul at any time!
Holding the bone-chilling Ghost King Token in his hand, Zhang Yang felt horrified in his heart.
After all, he underestimated the mysterious living corpse with severed legs in front of him.
This Ghost King Token has been refined to the extreme by it.
No wonder there is no need to continue to inject power, it can still operate on its own and control ghosts and gods.
Fortunately, there are no more powerful evil things around, otherwise once controlled by it, its potential will be fully unleashed, and the consequences will be disastrous.
Seeing that the living corpse with broken legs was no longer a threat, Zhang Yang's heart shivered, and he activated the Nine Yang Qi to burn the talisman array in the Ghost King's Order.
Buzz!
There was a violent tremor, and the black and white lingering yin and yang energy above the Ghost King's Order was immediately burned by the scorching Nine Yang True Fire.
The exquisite ghost-fighting talisman array inside the Ghost King's order immediately fell apart, and the ghost king's ghost sealed inside let out bursts of mourning, which ended abruptly after a few seconds as a wisp of blue flames rose up.
The Ghost King was destroyed, and the Ghost King Token made of black iron turned into a pool of molten iron and fell to the cold ground.
The Ghost King's Order no longer exists, and the resentful souls and evil objects that were originally driven into madness are no longer under control. The fear brought by the Nine Yang True Fire causes them to flee in all directions.
In an instant, Zhang Yang's surroundings became silent again, with only the burning smell in the air still telling what had just happened.
The crisis was over for the time being, and Zhang Yang silently walked to the living corpse with a broken leg.
At this moment, it only has one breath left, but Zhang Yang has millions of questions in his heart. He doesn't want it to die just like this.
Zhang Yang didn't say much, he circulated the Nine Yang True Qi, pinched his fingers, and stretched the nine paths, and the golden light immediately flourished.
With a hiss, a halo emanating from the soul-gathering curse seal enveloped the living corpse with its severed legs.
Immediately, its body trembled slightly.
The breath in his body quickly condensed with this electric shock-like spasm.
"Hunter, you...what exactly do you want to know?!" The living corpse with a broken leg asked with great difficulty.
As he spoke, he was interrupted by a violent cough.
At this moment, it looks more like a dying old man.
"Who are you?!" Zhang Yang asked word for word.
"Who am I! Haha, who am I? Who am I?! Hahahaha——"
It suddenly laughed crazily, its face slightly distorted.
Seeing its hysterical appearance, Zhang Yang felt a faint sense of pity even he himself didn't know why.
It seemed that even he was infected by its extremely sad mood, and a feeling of sadness hit his heart.
Zhang Yang just looked at it quietly, waiting for what happened next.
Sure enough, it cried and laughed sometimes, and its chaotic mood lasted for about two or three minutes before slowly calming down.
It looked at Zhang Yang calmly, showed a faint smile, and said: "What do you call Qingyunzi, that arrogant old man?"
"His old man is a tutor."
Zhang Yang was frightened, but his face didn't show it at all.
It seems that this person does have a deep connection with the Fu Medical Sect.
I just don’t know who it is, so why have I never heard Master and Uncle mention it?!
Could it be that there is something they are deliberately hiding from themselves?
Once this thought appears, it never goes away.
The living corpse with broken legs obviously saw through Zhang Yang's thoughts, and it added: "I don't think that old cow nose will mention me, an old bald donkey who deceives his master and destroys his ancestors!"
Old bald donkey——
The living corpse with severed legs in front of me turned out to be a monk!
But just now, it looked more like a graceful and elegant old oriental gentleman.
However, even so, Zhang Yang still couldn't figure out who it was.
At this moment, the disembodied voice of a living corpse with broken legs sounded again. (To be continued)