With a stomp on his instep, Zhang Wenfeng still stared at the ghostly hall, scanning the female ghosts one by one, and said in a low voice: "Be careful with the Wannian Ship, there may be something weird hidden in it, don't be fooled by appearances.
Confused, they are just a bunch of filthy female ghosts whose bodies are all illusory, not much to look at.”
Fake, all fake, not even the pink skull.
He held the incense in one hand and made an ancient ritual to exorcise ghosts at the gate.
The fragrant mist drifted in through the door as he silently recited scriptures, and the lively dancing scene inside soon became chaotic.
Amidst the screams, female ghosts turned into ghosts and floated in the air of the hall. The pink lights turned into green and there was no longer any beautiful scene. The hall was dim everywhere, and the sounds of ghosts crying and whimpering came one after another, making it miserable and miserable.
"Why don't you wait until I have liberated all the ghosts and cleaned them up? Senior sister, please come in again so as not to stain your eyes."
"No, we share the blessings and the hardships. I will protect the Dharma for the master."
Yue An concealed his embarrassment with a serious smile.
She despised that Yin Shen very much in her heart. It was vulgar and obscene. No wonder he was just a prison guard. Even if he became a Yin Shen, he would not have a big future. She probably spent all her time and energy on sensual pleasures in the past few years, which was a waste of soul power.
Too much will lead to low cultivation level.
She walked into the hall following the footsteps of the viewer, feeling a little strange.
She had to watch the viewer save these female ghosts who were forced to lose their shame even if they were ghosts. She could not be soft-hearted at all. She was determined not to allow the viewer to make mistakes. Although she believed in the character of the viewer, but if... no, she would
Avoid that eventuality.
Zhang Wenfeng held incense in his left hand to drive away many ghosts. He suddenly looked back and saw that the door of the Water Prison Palace behind him suddenly closed.
Yue Anyan was startled, and hurriedly made a secret gesture and hit the green-black door, and the white light rippled and disappeared.
The ghostly beast on the gate had green will-o'-the-wisps coming out of its eyes, as if showing a mocking expression.
"Taoist boy, I don't care what your background is. You can release part of my ghost as soon as possible. We can still keep our peace. If you return to the human world, I will leave this place immediately. How about that?"
The voice of the Yin God rang out in the hall, vague and uncertain, and nowhere to be found.
Zhang Wenfeng placed three sticks of ghost-repelling incense on the dark, hard ground, took out the Shou Xian bottle and held it in the palm of his left hand.
He also didn't expect that a second-level Yin God would actually be able to leave a ghost behind. He didn't know if this guy was cautious or just out of habit?
His eyes slowly scanned the many ghosts that dared not howl, and the auras of several of them reached the second level.
His sword energy is restrained and his yang energy is extremely strong. No ghost seeking death dares to come here.
He wouldn't believe a word about the Yin God who occupies the right place.
Even if he signs a contract and oath, when he releases the imprisoned Yin God, he will be greeted by an unbridled attack.
The guy deliberately said that he had picked up treasures, fragments of the Water God's golden body, fragments of the Water God's golden gallbladder, etc. In fact, there was no plan to lure him to the water prison.
Don't underestimate the other person's brain just because he was just a prison boss before.
He didn't know enough about things like Shinto and Yin Shen, so he suffered from his lack of knowledge and allowed Yin Shen to take advantage of the loophole, leading him to the dangerous situation of entering the opponent's territory.
"I can let go of your ghost, but how can you guarantee that I will believe in your sincerity?"
"What kind of sincerity do you need? How about making a soul oath?"
That voice was erratic, and all the ghosts seemed to have received an order, and they all retreated into the darkness around the hall, leaving an open space in the middle. The ghostly fire illuminated it and made it increasingly bleak and cold.
Zhang Wenfeng simply stopped spending energy to find traces of the other party and said with a smile: "You don't even show your face, how can I trust your soul oath?"
He has already determined one thing. The battle and interrogation conversation between him and the Yin God in the remaining hall of the Water Palace. The remaining ghosts in the Water Prison here are fully aware of it and are waiting for them to come to the door.
Everything has advantages and disadvantages, so he suddenly made a calculation in his mind and decided to treat others in their own way.
"Boy, don't go too far. My hiding place has been exposed. I will definitely not be able to stay in this place. I will be homeless and living under someone else's roof in the future. It will be uncomfortable. I agree to let you out. I am sincere enough."
There was a hidden threat in Yin Shen's words, and he seemed a bit impatient.
Zhang Wenfeng nodded slightly and said, "Actually, you don't have to leave." This was baffling.
As soon as his consciousness moved, the black energy of the Yin spirit trapped in the bottle was instantly surrounded by blazing wood fire, roasting the ghost soul. The black energy was consumed violently, and a shrill howl sounded in the bottle.
Yin Shen couldn't move, suffered sudden pain, and felt very bad.
A slight fluctuation suddenly appeared in the air of the dimly lit hall. The sword energy was like a rainbow in daylight, tearing through the gloomy darkness and slashing through. The ghosts hidden in the way were twisted and scattered.
"Boom", a sword without reservation cut a black shadow out of its original shape and split it in half.
Wherever the sword pointed, there was a scene of howling ghosts and wolves.
"Young man is looking for death!"
The Yin Shen screamed and ran away hastily on both sides.
The Taoist priest's unreasonable and cruel methods made him afraid. He was afraid from the bottom of his heart. He was afraid that he would be stunned, and he was afraid that he would lose his life. Wouldn't that guy be worried that he would be killed and never get out again?
Yue Anyan also saw that some of the remaining ghosts in the water prison were not very powerful and were just bluffing parallel traders.
She raised her hand and shot out a sharp line of water, "chirp", as fast as lightning, stabbing the small group of phantoms escaping to the right. The water light exploded with a "bang", blasting the phantom until only a little black air was left.
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Almost at the same time, Zhang Wenfeng pointed his left hand at the phantom on the left, and with a "thunder click", the cyan lightning that appeared out of thin air hit the phantom that was almost invisible with great accuracy, hitting the phantom with only half a sound.
He screamed, flashed with lightning, and disappeared into ashes. He was so dead that he could no longer die.
Yue Anyan was surprised. When did the master of the temple master such a powerful thunder technique?
It seems to be three points better than Lu Zijin who specializes in thunder method.
She knew that the master of the temple had learned a wood thunder technique, but it was rare to see the master of the temple practicing it. He was busy in the fields every day. On the other hand, Lu Zijin did not study hard. Apart from exercising, he only focused on practicing the thunder technique without any distractions.
The master of the temple is really capable and proficient in everything, and people are more popular than others.
She had to work harder to practice water magic, and she would start to relax if she couldn't achieve even a little bit of success.
The viewer is a shining mirror that can reflect on one's own laziness and shortcomings.
Zhang Wenfeng was also very satisfied with his "Qingxiao Thunder Gathering Curse" magical power. He took the time to try it. This was the first time it was used in actual combat, giving this cunning Yin God a taste of it.
He stretched out his hand to catch the bottle of Shou Xin that he had just thrown up. He looked through the restraints with his spiritual consciousness and looked into the bottle. His face froze and he secretly said something bitter.
He and his senior sister killed the ghosts in the hall. The Yin gods in the bottle who were burned by the wood fire and tortured actually disappeared. The rich black air flowed and was absorbed by the stone figurine Yin Soldier Talisman.
How could this happen? Could it be that the two live and die together?
He still wanted to keep the spirit trapped in the bottle and torture him out of the way to open the door.
Yue Anyan saw something was wrong and asked, "What's wrong?"
Zhang Wenfeng gave a bitter smile and said via voice: "I accidentally killed the Yin Shen in the bottle. Can you try again to open the gate of the water prison?"
Yue Anyan saw that the master didn't seem to be joking, so he quickly tried the formula several times, shook his head and said: "The formula taught by Yin Shen before could not open the door, or he changed the method of activating the door. What should I do now? Can I break it open?
door?"
She stared at the carvings of ghosts and beasts on the door that seemed to be full of sarcasm, feeling upset for no reason.
Raising her hand to cast a spell to give the ghost beast a hard blow, her shoulders sank and she turned her head to look at the viewer's generous palm pressing on her shoulder. A burst of subtle thoughts came from the palm of her hand. Yue Anyan's whole body seemed to be washed away by invisible clear water, and all distracting thoughts were washed away.
All gone, the shrine will be clear and bright.
She was so frightened that she almost caught Tao without realizing it, causing her heart to become dusty.
This place is indeed a former water prison, filled with evil spirits and very unclean.
Quickly guard your mind and recite the "Calm Mind and Warp Off Evil Mantra" silently.
Zhang Wenfeng retracted his palm, thought about it, took out three sticks of incense and lit it, and murmured something. He was surprised to find that this place became a small world of its own. After the door was closed, it was like a forbidden island, cutting off the connection between him and the underworld. His salvation
invalid.
He revealed the dark energy ring on his left index finger and stretched out his hand to draw a square in the air.
The underworld energy was consumed, but the ghost gate did not appear as expected.
The trouble was serious this time. He and Yue Anyan were imprisoned in the Water Prison Secret Mansion and could not get out.
There is no need to expect the earth spirits to find such a hidden place and come to rescue them. More than five hundred years ago, when the Da'an Dynasty was newly established, the country was at its peak and there were many masters. Even the water patrols and rain masters could not find the secret palace of the water prison.
He smiled bitterly in his heart, this was too bad luck.
Is this why Mo Ye rubbed his "light"?
I encountered bad luck when I went out to hunt for treasures one after another. There were constant twists and turns. It was bad luck.
Forced to calm down, he pressed the incense stick in his hand to the ground again, shouted into the air: "All of you, come here, you can't even count three, don't blame me for being ruthless, just kill them!"
"One, two..."
There was a roar, and the wind was miserable. The ground five feet away in front of the two people was crowded with black ghosts, showing vague human shapes. They all knelt down and worshiped. All the ghosts were frightened by the Taoist priest's previous sword and thunder skills.
Even the high-ranking Yin gods were wiped out to nothing, let alone these little ghosts?
"My slave pays homage to these two immortal masters!"