Gao Yi, Yi Weishu, and Mo Qingyu, three masters of the realm of freedom, restrained many monks in the sky and on the ground to make way in advance for the young Taoist priests who practiced salvation. They gave many instructions not to provoke those weird stone figurines that had awakened, otherwise they would die.
Don't even know.
A few days ago, Zhang Wenfeng reported his findings to the three adults guarding the base.
The three of them also made some preparations in advance. They specially asked the talisman master to draw a batch of "Golden Rooster Dawn Talisman" to guard against the worst case scenario.
There are records in this regard in the classics: There are strange stone figurines in Guizailing, which can turn into Yin soldiers and be unstoppable. If there is a disaster, the crow of the golden rooster can make the stone figurines fall into a deep sleep, etc.
In today's battle, several Free Realm monks were secretly invited to hide in order to wipe out the many ghosts in Guiziling that threatened the security of the Da'an Dynasty border in one fell swoop, and also to prevent the demon clan from causing trouble at the critical moment and falling short.
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Everything is going well so far. To the surprise of the three of them, Zhang Wenfeng actually woke up the hidden Yin Soldiers stone figurines in Guizailing and led several rows of stone figurines around the mountains and fields in order. It seemed that he was going to carry out the "Yin Soldiers Borrowing"
"Tao" legal affairs.
They speculated that perhaps it was Bai Wuchang's instruction that allowed Zhang Wenfeng to easily wake up and command the stone figurines to follow.
If the Yin soldiers and stone figurines were sent away, everyone would be happy, which would be a great good.
From now on, Guizailing will no longer have to worry about ghosts.
In order not to disturb Zhang Guanzhu's actions, the three ordered the attack to be postponed, and retreated ten miles away to observe on the wall, maintaining their formation, and having Taoist cultivators who recited the sutras to bless their vows.
As they retreated, the fierce ghosts formed in Guizailing howled and showed off their power, black energy surged, and they looked arrogant.
Zhang Wenfeng hiked up the mountain and recited scriptures non-stop, waking up and collecting stone figurines to join in.
The sky was even more majestic, and the black air swirled and swept for several miles. His face remained as usual, and his state of mind gradually became as empty as nothing. He did not hear the hustle and bustle in the distance, and did not see the hardships of life and death. He observed with his heart and kept it with his mind, as if he was here or away.
The five rows of stone figurines behind him moved forward, listening to the scriptures, and their shapes slowly changed.
The head gradually became clearer, the hands, feet and body were separated, simple armor patterns appeared on the body, and he began to walk on his feet.
The facial features appeared, becoming more and more like a stone doll, silently following him as he climbed mountains and ridges.
There was a ghost array blocking the way ahead, Zhang Wenfeng chanted and turned a blind eye. His actions at this time were almost out of physical instinct, and he didn't care at all who was in front.
Several groups of black shadows floated out from the ghost formation, transforming into beast shadows or human forms. They were several second-level ghosts. They rushed towards the slowly approaching queue and saluted.
The second-level earth ghost loudly asked the Yin soldier stone puppet in ghost language if it could help resist the attack of the human monks.
Over the years, the existence of the Yin soldiers has not been a secret. They have cultivated themselves to be able to stand firm in front of the Yin soldiers and not run away. I want to find out.
The stone puppets were as silent as the forest, paying no attention to them, and just followed the man who chanted the sutra.
By the time Zhang Wenfeng's scriptures were able to affect the ghost array blocking the way in front of him, the black air in the sky had already collided with the ghost array, causing chaos.
The stone puppet seemed to hate being disturbed, and more than twenty arms in five rows in front waved at the same time.
Several second-level ghosts who were blocking the way and still waiting for a reply suddenly disappeared under a blur of gray light. The ghost formation collapsed and a small part was cut off. The ghosts' cries and howls gradually disappeared as the black air swept over them. The black air hovering in the sky became more powerful.
vast.
Several ghost formations everywhere quickly fled to the ground and disappeared without a trace, who dared to come to stop them.
When Yin soldiers pass through the border, it's a good idea to avoid them.
Zhang Wenfeng led the Yin soldiers without stopping and walked straight to the middle of the mountain. It was the core area of Guiziling. It was full of ghosts and never saw the light of day all year round.
Gao Yi, who was far away, witnessed this scene and subconsciously wiped the sweat from his forehead.
The Yin soldiers who have existed here for who knows how many years have a very ferocious reputation, which is even more powerful than recorded in the classics. Fortunately, they were not violated.
The entire Guiziling became silent.
There were no ghosts screaming, no ghost fires running around, it was like a dead place.
About half an hour later, a young Taoist priest with fluttering green robes and incense in his hand walked out of the dark atmosphere. His voice of chanting was still the same, and his expression was as normal as he came and went on a thoroughfare.
The appearance of the formation of Yin soldiers behind them changed drastically. They were all covered in black armor. Their faces were hidden by the mist. They wore black cloaks behind their necks. They rode on tall illusory ghost beasts and held ghostly fire spears. They were killing neatly and walked out of the dark ghost aura without making a sound.
Just follow.
Gao Yi's face suddenly changed, and he shouted through the voice: "Quickly retreat, keep quiet! Don't stare!"
Such a team of underworld soldiers is too scary.
Even if it is more than ten miles away, it is still not safe. Who knows why there is such a frightening dark soldier and ghost cavalry hiding in this place.
Yi Weishu and Mo Qingyu from the other two directions simultaneously ordered the team of monks to retreat.
Five groups of Yin Soldiers and Ghost Cavalry silently followed the sutra chanter to a dark cliff in the north. Until there was no way to go, Zhang Wenfeng suddenly woke up. There were only a few sticks of the bundle of soul-inducing incense on his back, and he looked at the broken appearance on the mountain wall.
He couldn't recognize a few words in the ancient tadpole script, and thought to himself that this was the stone tablet that recorded the inscription.
There seemed to be guidance from somewhere, and he had no time to think about the reason at this time.
He jumped up in the air and approached the stone wall. With his left index finger, he drew a large, deep and blurry ghost gate.
He stepped aside, stretched out his hands in greeting, and kept chanting.
He also marveled at the great changes in the Yin soldiers who gathered along the way. They were completely different from the stone figurines he had seen before. He was not afraid in his heart, but he was curious about how such a majestic Yin soldier could have been living in the world for so many years.
"brush!"
All the Yin soldiers raised their spears and performed a rifle salute in unison.
Then he leveled his spear and took a charging posture, leaping into the ghost gate one after another and escaping into the underworld. The dark wind roared, and the projection of the extremely large and hovering "rebirth platform" in the sky gradually faded away, and the dark clouds slowly dispersed in all directions.
open.
Counting silently, there were four hundred and fifty-two Yin Soldiers and Ghost Riders who rushed into the Ghost Gate.
It takes very little time and there is no unnecessary noise in the whole process.
Except for the first time when a stone figurine communicated with him, Yin Bing never had any dialogue from beginning to end.
Looking at the empty ghost gate with dim light, Zhang Wenfeng stopped chanting sutras, inserted the unburned soul-inducing incense on the ground in front of the stone wall, took out three stacks of paper money from the black cloth bag, and threw them around, causing the flames to fly.
He couldn't remember what happened next, and the many ghosts attracted by chanting sutras also disappeared.
The huge dark stone wall made a "crackling" sound, and the inscriptions seemed to be weathered, and large pieces of rock fell off. "Plop bang", the rocks fell to the ground and smashed into pieces, and stone powder and dust flew up.
Zhang Wenfeng stepped back, waved his hand, and the ghost gate suddenly disappeared.
Ten breaths later, he paused, and the ancient scroll of "Tao Jing" finally changed. The last verse, accompanied by the faint sound of scripture, appeared in the darkness with radiance:
"Mysterious and mysterious, the gate of all evil."
The halo of the eight characters flows, the rhyme is endless, and it seems to contain infinite possibilities.
An unconcealable smile appeared on Zhang Wenfeng's face. All the hard work finally paid off. This verse came so easily.
He probed with his spiritual sense and came into contact with the mysterious golden seal script. After a little reflection, he understood that he had obtained a magical power called "Nourishing Vitality Curse". He frowned slightly. This is a healing auxiliary magical power that can be used by monks and spiritual plants. etc.
How to use it specifically has yet to be explored slowly.
The six verses in the first volume of the "Tao Jing" are in harmony and complement each other. The timing is not right at this time. When he finds a quiet time, he will calm down and try to recite these six verses and see what happens. change?
Zhang Wenfeng, who was thinking about it, suddenly turned around and saw a black shadow floating in the air more than ten feet away.
Judging from the aura revealed, it is a third-level ghost.
He drew his sword with a swish, his mind racing. There was no magic altar formation to rely on here, and no companions to cooperate. He was left alone to face a ghost that was approaching unnoticed. It was a headache.
There were two faint green lights in the black shadow, staring at the Taoist priest who was facing a formidable enemy, and made a low voice: "Fellow Taoist, give me the stone figurine 'Yin Soldier Talisman' on your waist. I will not embarrass you and let you go." Go back safely and never break your promise."
The ghost shape slowly lengthened, and it turned out to be a tiger beast with black stripes.
The shadow of the beast wrapped in the fog will pounce out and devour anyone at any time, and its momentum is very fierce.
Zhang Wenfeng used his free left hand to touch a rough stone figurine statue that had been tied around his left waist for some time. It was about the thickness of a finger. A thin black rope was tied loosely around the neck of the stone figurine.
The Yin soldiers that he sent away by chanting sutras still left one item for him.
Rubbing the foot of the stone figurine, there was a shallow, complex and seemingly natural loop-shaped rune pattern. There were slight fluctuations, which were transmitted through the contact of his fingertips. He recognized what the rune pattern meant and was stunned for a moment.