Chapter 265 Burning incense again to invite God to be raided
After waiting for a while, there was still no sound from the mountain. Zhang Wenfeng knew that his attempt to pray to God this time had failed.
He placed the incense flat in front of the tree stump and let it burn out slowly.
Asking God to make a complete set, he bowed his hands and bowed, then slowly stepped back three steps, turned and walked towards the direction of Shi Huaian and others who were waiting in the distance. He did not squint or look at the woman in black skirt who was walking and retreating with him. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised.
upturned expression.
I heard a rustling sound coming from the woods on the left. I hurriedly stood still and looked around, only to see two black figures rolling out of the darkness.
"It's Yang Xu and the two of them!"
Shi Huaian and others rushed up, and the other law enforcement guards who followed recognized their missing companions and shouted in surprise.
The two people on the ground had bruises on their noses and swollen faces, their faces were smeared with filth and they were unconscious, but their breathing was fine.
Zhang Wenfeng looked at the incense again. Three red lights flickered in the dark night, and the incense mist disappeared into the darkness. It was clean and not a drop was left. He understood that it was absorbed by the "mountain god" in the dark.
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The other party also released the abducted monk but did not say hello to him.
Carefully review his process of inviting gods. From the incense-holding movements, incense-burning etiquette, and positioning, there should be no problem with the incantations. I don’t know why he invited the mountain god to come out to communicate?
From the look on Mo Ye's face, it was obvious that he was watching the fun and knew where he had made a mistake, but he didn't tell him.
Shi Huaian ordered the law enforcement guards to carry the unconscious two people down and away from the destroyed mountain god's chair. He and Jin Huanran came over.
"Guanzhu Zhang is well-informed and clever. I admire him, I admire him!"
"I am over-flattered!"
Zhang Wenfeng clasped his fists in return, turned around and walked towards the wooden shed, saying: "It's dark tonight and it's not advisable to go into the mountain. Let's wait until tomorrow morning to see clearly the trend of the mountain shape and then we can discuss the next step."
"Zhang Guanzhu's words make sense!"
"Listen to Zhang Guanzhu's instructions."
Shi and Jin had no objections. They were so busy these days that they had almost no clue.
As soon as Zhang Guanzhu arrived, he realized that it was the mountain god who was causing trouble. He cast a spell to retrieve the abducted monks, and they happily followed suit and made meritorious deeds.
Zhang Wenfeng asked as he walked: "What was the name of this White Tiger Ridge in the previous dynasty?"
"This... I really don't know."
When Jin Huanran woke up, since it was a mountain god who was causing trouble, he had to dig through the old accounts of the previous dynasty. He hurriedly called a law enforcement guard and sent a few instructions to him to return to the county town overnight to search for the old files left by the previous dynasty.
Brought together books related to Baihu Ridge.
Not many years after the spiritual energy surge, the mountain god who lost his incense, even if he could wake up, his strength would be greatly reduced.
Even with the help of the mountainous terrain and the Shinto magic circle, when they find out the name, heel and other information about the mountain god, they can make targeted arrangements to capture him, without having to worry about the mountain god who was born and raised here escaping.
This mountain is the territory of the mountain god, where he can gain a great advantage in fighting, but it is also his prison, and he cannot easily leave.
They can calmly plan and deal with it. If the three of them can't fight, they can just call for more reinforcements.
Shi Huaian asked people to give Zhang Guanzhu and the woman in black skirts a wooden shed each for them to meditate and rest. They had already revived the two unconscious people there, but they couldn't find out what they were doing.
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In the evening, the monks who were keeping vigil were told not to go to the foot of the mountain again.
The night passed smoothly.
The sky is bright and the autumn breeze is cool.
After Zhang Wenfeng finished his simple morning lessons in the shed, he got up and walked to the nearby stream. He squatted down on the pebbles and washed his face. The clear water rippled slightly, and a very subtle sound came to his ears from the water:
"Who are you? Why do you know Zhong Wenyong's Shinto etiquette of holding incense and burning incense?"
"Are you a mountain god or a river god? Why are you stranded here?"
Zhang Wenfeng asked in a low voice, this guy can use the water of the stream to transmit sounds, unlike the mountain god's method.
Being able to call out Zhong Wenyong's name and being familiar with Zhong Wenyong is undoubtedly a contemporary of the Shinto. He wants to find out the cause of the matter and must be arrested. He has no friendship with the other party and there is no possibility of favoritism.
"Have you met Zhong Wenyong..."
The subtle old voice suddenly stopped, the water ripples disappeared, and the stream gurgled.
Zhang Wenfeng stood up and scanned around. Mo Ye came out of the wooden shed but did not come near. No one else came this way. He was a little puzzled that the Shinto suddenly broke off contact for some reason.
After eating the preserved meat and vegetable porridge cooked by the law enforcement guards, the monks who went to the city to search for ancient books from the previous dynasty under the boxes have not yet returned.
Zhang Wenfeng, Shi Huaian, and Jin Huanran flew in the air, observing the Baihu Ridge below from a distance.
Mo Ye was too lazy to fly. It seemed fun to walk barefoot in the stream, stepping on the pebbles at the bottom and walking back and forth.
Baihu Ridge is about two hundred feet high. There is a very large flat terrain on the top of the mountain. There are lush trees everywhere, various birds are chirping on the branches, and there are also small animals. It looks full of life.
The morning sun shines slantingly, and there is no trace of gloom and evil in this mountain.
Shi Huaian pointed to a canyon in the southwest and said: "I was trapped in the middle of the canyon, on the rocky beach for two days, and in the deep pool halfway up the mountain to the north. I couldn't get close to the woods to the north of the top of the mountain, otherwise I wouldn't be able to get out.
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Jin Huanran added: "So far, no one has been hurt or killed in Baihuling, but the Shinto that has lost its incense will definitely not be willing to have its soul collapse, disintegrate and perish in the world."
Zhang Wenfeng carefully looked at the places where people were trapped, and he found one thing in common, they were all related to water.
Even in the woods to the north of the mountain top, there are natural pools containing accumulated water.
After circling Baihu Ridge several times in the air, Zhang Wenfeng descended to the foot of the mountain below.
He planned to use Shinto means to chat with the other party. At present, it seems that the mountain god hiding here only traps people and does not harm anyone. Even if the monk burns his throne, he only punishes him lightly and makes him comatose. There is no excessive behavior, so there should be room for discussion.
He should be polite first and then fight. He doesn't want to fight with each other.
"Please step out of the stream. I want to cast a spell to talk to the mountain god here."
Zhang Wenfeng apologized to the two of them, saying that it was inconvenient to have too many people, and the mountain gods here had a lot of concerns.
Shi Huaian smiled and clasped his fists, expressing his understanding that some unique secret techniques should not be disclosed to the public. The two led five law enforcement guards to retreat to a distance of 40 to 50 feet outside the stream.
He took out three empty bowls, filled them with clean water from the stream, placed them in front of the burnt tree stump, lit a pair of candles, burned three incense sticks, cast spells to pray to the gods, and inserted the three incense sticks on the ground. Zhang Wenfeng stared at the white bowls of clear water.
, this mountain god is a bit weird, it is connected through the water method.
Mo Ye waded in the stream and didn't come over.
The red dots of the incense flickered and the fragrant mist drifted toward the tree stump.
After a while, the water in the three bowls suddenly rippled at the same time.
"careful!"
A subtle old voice came quickly.
Zhang Wenfeng noticed that the incense coin tied to his right wrist vibrated as a warning. He was slightly surprised that there was actually a witch cultivator hiding here. The incense coin specially prepared for him by Zhong Wenyong could alert the witch cultivator three times when he was about thirty feet away.
It's the last time.
With his current cultivation strength, he is fearless even when facing three second-level witch cultivators.
He also thought that the mountain god here might have some connection with the witch cultivator?
Otherwise, why would there be witch cultivators hiding there?
The mountain god of the previous dynasty belonged to the white witch. Even if he rejected and hated the black witch, he would not reject the white witch and the red witch.
"Boom", a huge creature emerged from the mud twenty feet away to the left, and three figures came out from its mouth. One of them was wearing a black costume, with only a little step under his feet, he drew his sword and rushed towards the Taoist priest who drew his sword.
The accident happened in an instant, the water bowl was overturned and the incense was extinguished.
"It's a witch cultivator, a second-level witch warrior!"
Zhang Wenfeng drew his sword and shouted loudly, retreating sharply to distance himself.
These guys appear and disappear, relying on the huge witch beast that is good at earth escape, so he has to catch the flying sword and kill the arrogant witch beast first, causing these ghost-like opponents to panic and fall into a fight that everyone is shouting for. situation.
Can a witch cultivator who has lost a witch beast still be arrogant?
Shi Huaian screamed: "Get back!"
He and Jin Huanran never dreamed that the witch cultivators who had been defeated several times would appear here, and three second-level witch cultivators appeared at once. On the edge of the Luobao Ridge Forest in the west, Chongzhou sent monks to set up many prevention measures. The Earth Escape Array was guarded by monks day and night, but these guys still took advantage of it.
At this time, they were some distance away from Zhang Guanzhu, who was casting spells alone. They only hoped that Zhang Guanzhu could resist the opponent's carefully planned first wave of attacks. Especially the second-level shaman warrior, they must not let him get close.