Taoist chanting

The mountains are blooming with dark, bowl-shaped ecstasy flowers, so dark that it makes people palpitate.

Flowers face the moon, slowly changing direction as the moon moves, unleashing their alternative beauty.

The petals were dark red, and under the moonlight, it was as strange as slightly coagulated blood, and it seemed to be still squirming.

The wind was blowing, the trees swayed, and the atmosphere was thick.

The refreshing and strange fragrance permeates the hillside. Occasionally, there is a sound of collision of paper strings hanging on the mountain. There is a dead silence all around. Except for the survival of the ruthless living beings, even the autumn insects have disappeared.

Intoxicated with flowers blooming under the moonlit night, all things are slaughtered!

Chapter 72 Invite ghosts, open the door of convenience

The candle light lit with dried mugwort leaves mixed with licorice silk twisted as the core emits bursts of herbal smell, dispelling the intrusion of the floral fragrance.

Zhang Wenfeng used his Yuan Qi to control the flickering candle, and he took a leisurely pace. He walked up the hillside and stopped in front of the ecstatic flower spirit plant that he found during the day.

The large black flowers at the mouth of the bowl opened staggeredly, like the mouth of a monster that devoured people, revealing a dark egg-sized fruit in the middle.

Under the moonlight, occasionally there is a faint light like a ghost fire, flashing on the surface of the fruit.

Along the way, he scanned with the spirit eye technique and found three such fruits.

Ordinary ecstasy flowers bloom year after year, but do not bear fruit, only ecstasy flower spirit planting, blooms three times and bears ecstasy fruit once.

The ecstasy flower blooms when the sun sets and closes when the sun rises in the morning.

The fragrance of flowers is permeating, mellow like old wine, people and animals can cause hallucinations when they inhale the fragrance of flowers, and the abnormal shape of ghosts hitting the walls on the hillside is born from this, and the unique smell of the fruit of the eucalyptus aggravates the hallucinations, making the trapped people how? Can't get out.

Only when the sun is high and the fragrance of flowers fades can we go out.

As for the two foreign men who were trapped on the hillside, stripped off their clothes and killed each other, it was clear that there were ghosts at work.

The fruit of ecstasy is about to ripen, and the undercurrent is surging, how could he miss the harvest tonight?

Knowing that there are ghosts in the mountains, I tend to walk in the ghost mountains.

Jiuhe Palace’s foreign affairs acquisition, Xie Zhiquan, came for the fruit of ecstasy. They didn’t want to be known to everyone, so they acted sneakily, instead of dealing with the Daolu Branch, they would rather risk breaking into the town hall to rob people.

They never dreamed that Master Zhang had a unique skill in portraiture, and he could find out their whereabouts in a short period of time, follow the clues and catch them all at once.

These things were all conjectured by Zhang Wenfeng based on the existing clues and after thinking about it in series.

When Xie Zhiquan and the other three were arrested, they were all wearing strong night clothes that were convenient for moving at night. Their minds were not on the town hall at all, and they were unprepared.

Zhang Wenfeng observed the ecstasy fruit for a moment, then continued to search sideways to the east to see if there were other ecstasy fruit.

The chance is only once, and the drunken fruit here three years later will definitely miss him.

"Be careful, there are rolling stones!"

The donkey suddenly reminded him that it did not have the leisure and elegance of the master, and its eyes were as big as bells.

Two bucket-sized stones rolled down from above, and strangely, there was no sound.

Zhang Wenfeng jumped forward, three feet forward, and landed on a gray-white rock. The candlelight flickered in his hand, and the donkey followed closely without taking a half-step.

The stone slammed into the place they had just passed, colliding with two loud bangs.

Zhang Wenfeng held the candle's left index finger, shrouded in the shadow of the candle's light, and pointed at the thin black mist rushing from the falling rock. The ghostly aura that Bai Wuchang gave him was slightly revealed, and the black mist rushed into the candlelight range, and was immediately stunned. Like a quagmire.

"Destroy!"

With a soft drink, the spectator flicked his right finger, and two slender and fuzzy green wood thorns hit two black mists.

"Pfft" twice, if the bubble bursts, there will be a faint mourning in the black mist, and it will disappear.

The donkey had long ears and listened to the stones rolling down all the way until it was blocked by the bushes and jagged tree trunks. I didn’t know how many flowers and plants were smashed along the way. ?"

Watching the master's method of killing ghosts doesn't look bad.

Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the direction of the mountain, and said with a voice transmission: "It's two little devils who are testing, and the old one is still up there. You listen to my signals, and save the use of thunder. Later, you will have to rely on your thunderbolt to kill the old ghost. "

The donkey's confidence greatly increased, and he said, "Got the order!"

The spectator must rely on its thunder technique, which sounds really good.

Zhang Wenfeng's eyes flickered faintly. He used his spiritual eye technique to look around and sighed softly: "In the land of gathering yin, the sins are heavy, and there will be no relief if they cannot be relieved."

He took strange steps under his feet, and recited the previous life's "Tai Shangdong Xuan Lingbao Tianzun Said the Wonderful Sutra of Rescue Suffering and Eradicating Sins" in a strange tone: "At that time, the relief Tianzun filled the world of the ten directions. , to rescue all sentient beings. To be freed from the lost way, all sentient beings do not realize it, like blindly seeing the sun and the moon.

As he recited the scriptures, there were faint cries of ghosts in the yin wind around him, mournful and mournful.

It was not visible at first, but gradually turned into a wailing voice of a hundred ghosts and a shuddering voice from Lin Shi.

The entire Xihe Mountain was ablaze with ghosts, and all kinds of ghosts and ghosts emerged from the ground, wafting along with the sound of chanting scriptures, surrounding this small piece of candlelight.

The donkey was so frightened that the waterfall sweated, so many ghosts!

It didn't dare to settle down easily, for fear that the next step would be held by the underground ghost.

Guanzhu's ability to recruit ghosts is definitely a first-class level, much stronger than the method of killing ghosts.

So many ghosts, how should they be punished?

It doesn't have enough mouths.

It wants to slap itself wildly with its hoof, crow's mouth, and say that it is good or bad.

It's okay to say that there are a group of ghosts on this broken hillside, now it's alright, there is really a large group!

What a bunch of ghosts.

The group of ghosts danced, and the gloomy wind whistled.

The ghost fire floated little by little, and the momentum became more and more massive.

The candle light in Zhang Wenfeng's hand never went out. His face was gentle, with a hint of pity and compassion.

Under the guidance of Bai Wuchang, the scriptures he recited have a strange requiem power.

The index finger on the left hand wearing the qi ring stretched out, and the candle light waved up and down with the finger, dragging out the slightest rays of light, and a square, deep and fuzzy ghost gate appeared in the air.

Zhang Wenfeng slowly backed away, chants of scriptures in his mouth.

He waved a complex ancient gesture with his right hand, which was the etiquette for inviting ghosts into the netherworld.

He used the temporary ghost messenger status bestowed on him by Bai Wuchang, opened a back door on the hillside, and if he temporarily broke the yin gathering method that he didn't know when to arrange on the hillside.

It's definitely not something that happened in the past ten years. There are so many ghosts in this hilltop that I don't know for hundreds of years.

Nowadays, the tide of spiritual energy is rising. After more than ten years, this group of ghosts will be nourished by spiritual energy. The consequences will be unimaginable. With time, they will even be able to raise the rare ghost kings born in the world. suffer.

I don't know who is so vicious?Set up a place where ghosts gather in the shadows.

The nearby Qingshui Temple is probably inescapable of suspicion.

He came here at noon, the sun was blazing, and when the yang energy was at its peak, he didn't realize that this place would be so grand. He only smelled an unusual ghost. It was such a cloudy place that it was not uncommon for ghosts to hide, but he didn't expect it to be a ghost mountain. .

Fortunately, although there are many ghosts, it is impossible for him to have the identity of a ghost as a monk.

This is also the basis for his courage to venture into Xiheshan at night.

If you change to another Qi Realm cultivator, no matter how powerful the mana is, no matter how many means, if you rashly disturb the tranquility of the group of ghosts, I am afraid that it will be more fortunate and less likely to escape.

Chapter 73

All the ghosts endured the day in a daze, instinctively realizing that the deep ghost gate was their hope, and they flocked one after another.

Among them were several ghosts, already possessed of intelligence, they floated in the air and turned into vague human figures, men, women and children of all ages, bowed and bowed to the Taoist priest who kept chanting sutras and comforting them.

Zhang Wenfeng waved his right hand slightly, signaling to go quickly, he couldn't hold on for long.

There was a dull and angry roar from the direction of the top of the mountain, like a beast being angry. Those ghosts didn't dare to stay any longer. They were quite afraid of the existence of the sound, and turned into black mist and rushed into the vague ghost gate.

The other ghosts that were recruited followed one after another, and they all escaped in a short time.

The suffocating yin on the hillside was much thinner, and it drifted and slowly sank to the ground. After Zhang Wenfeng finished reciting the scriptures in his mouth, with a wave of his hand, the ghost gate disappeared.

He had a dull look on his face, and he was full of incomprehensibility.

The top of the mountain did not know whether it was a ghost or a beast.

The donkey's admiration for the spectator is like the endless stream of the surging river. The spectator holds the candlelight and walks quietly in the deserted graves. The tall image of compassion and compassion is deeply imprinted in its mind.

Amazing, my wife is amazing!

There are so many ghosts, the spectator draws a door with magic while waving his hand, recites the scriptures in his mouth, and simply solves it without fighting.

It feels like a dream.

With this ability, there is nothing to be afraid of in the ghost mountain, and it is not like walking on the road.

"Keep up, don't go out of the candlelight range in a daze."

Zhang Wenfeng turned around and instructed, walking slowly and continuing to search for the fruit of ecstasy.

First find out the location of the ecstasy fruit on the hillside. When the time comes, the ecstasy fruit will ripen at any time, and it is likely that there will be competition. There is not much time. spying.

When he opened the ghost door, his perception suddenly improved, and he vaguely noticed that there were three peeps.

In addition to the old ghost at the top of the mountain, there are also two places at the bottom of the mountain, what is there to hide?

If he was in the light, the other three parties were hiding in the dark, but he showed a mysterious ghost collecting technique, which shocked the three parties. No one should come out and dare to snatch him, at least it is unlikely that they will fight first.

In this small place, where did so many cultivators come from?

Or is there a monster?

The donkey hurriedly followed in the footsteps of the spectator, and heard the narrator's careful voice transmission in his ears.

There are too many ghosts to make them feel guilty, and now there are only the old ghost and the two hiding guys, afraid of shit.

The black light and the blind fire, the cold son uses the thunder technique, who can suspect it?

He circled the hillside twice, without getting too close to the top of the mountain. Every time he got closer, Zhang Wenfeng noticed that the old ghost hiding on the hill was trying his best. He didn't want to conflict in advance. The number of drunken fruit, a total of five.

Counting the donkey is actually enough.

But who would dislike taking more and taking more?

Of course, it had to be robbed, and no one knew anyone anyway.

Zhang Wenfeng returned to the first fascination flower spirit plant he found and stopped halfway up the mountain, took out a new candle from his pocket, and continued the candle that was almost burned out.

The hillside is clean and cold, and the huge hilltop is not even a worm, let alone wild things.

Silently adjusting the breath for more than a minute, I heard a faint bang in the direction of the town, "Dong-dong, dong."

When the third watch came, Zhang Wenfeng opened his eyes and took out a small wooden box from his sleeve. He was at the town hall in the afternoon and asked Zhong Youxu to send someone to the pharmacy. A wooden box is placed in a bag on the back of the donkey.

By the way, I bought some mugwort leaves, licorice and other things, used ready-made candles to pull out the wicks, and made several special-purpose medicated waxes.

The ecstatic flower has turned to the south and west, and the dark fruit has a layer of frost and white moonflower that penetrates like water.

The smell of kiwi fruit escaped, causing the donkey to swallow.

This smell is so delicious that if it weren't for the item the spectator needed, it couldn't help swallowing it in one bite.

Hearing the sound of rustling and rustling on the mountain, and a slight movement below, the donkey heard the voice of the Goddess: "Open your mouth, chew it in your mouth, you can manage a word of time."

As soon as it opened its mouth, Guanzhu stuffed it with a piece of medicinal materials and quickly chewed it. A strange medicinal smell of licorice mixed with wormwood filled the nasal cavity, which was very unpalatable.

The Guanzhu ordered: "Go quickly, grab the one on the lower right, and grab it for you."

With a swish, the donkey rushed out of the candlelight range, with a murderous aura, running from top to bottom to the nearest ecstasy fruit. The lord fed it chewing medicine, and was not affected by the hallucinogenic floral fragrance of this hillside for a short time.

Yuehua quickly disappeared into the fruit, the frost white disappeared, and the fruity fragrance converged.

Zhang Wenfeng picked it with his right finger without hesitation, and took the cold, hard, iron-like fruit into his hand, stabbed his hand heavily, and put the fruit into a sackcloth-lined wooden box, closed the wooden cover, and heard a slap in the bottom, sharp and sharp. The roar of the beast and the sound of the collision were extremely fierce.

Really two monsters.

He quickly put away the wooden box, stepped a little, and fluttered towards the donkey to meet.

As far as the eye can see, the dark ecstasy flowers blooming on the hillside began to wither, and the petals fell one by one.

The flower blooms seven times, and fades away without seeing the sun.

It is better to catch up early than by chance, and he got a chance.

But seeing the donkey chewing the fruit in his mouth, muttering, "It's too delicious, one is not enough", so he took a step ahead of him and rushed towards the fighting position near the foot of the mountain.

For the sake of eating in one bite, this guy is like a donkey who was afraid of ghosts before.