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The roar of the bull spread rapidly like an expanding shock wave, and all the birds and beasts bowed their heads wherever they passed. Even the several terrifying auras on the top of the mountain were trembling and then fled. The blue bull looked at Li Yi on the island in the middle of the lake, and his copper bell-like eyes were full of worry.

At this moment, Li Yi held a spear with a cold glow in his hand and pointed it at the sky. Over there, a big monster was about to take off into the air, but was locked by Li Yi's spear. The air seemed to freeze for a moment, and then the big monster let out a shrill roar, and was instantly killed, turning into a bloody mist.

"Demon King, do you really want to invade?" Li Yi snorted coldly, his voice echoing in the sky like thunder. His words were filled with endless majesty, like the judgment of God, causing the world to change color.

In an instant, the world changed, dark clouds rolled over and covered the earth, thunder roared, strong winds rose, sand and rocks flew. The gods were angry, Li Yi opened his eyes, and the whole person immediately rushed into the rolling thunderclouds like an arrow rising from the ground. Lightning flickered, thunder roared, and the magnificent power of heaven was like the anger of the gods, thunder and lightning poured down, as if the end of the world was coming.

The blue bull watched from the side, with a bit of anxiety in his eyes. Its figure fled away like a green light, and then stopped in the distance, watching quietly. Li Yi was like a god descending in the thundercloud, his true energy running, and he defeated the thunder like a god descending from heaven. A Buddhist sound rang out in the dark, followed by a hot and sacred Buddha light, returning everything to nothingness. With the bright moon and stars as his companions, the night turned into his cloak. At this moment, he seemed to be the only one between the sky, earth, water and clouds.

Li Yi slowly descended, the divine light around him shrank, and he looked like an ordinary person. Qingniu flashed in front of Li Yi, with a bit of joy in his eyes, and snorted: "Master."

Li Yi smiled slightly and touched the horns of the big blue ox affectionately: "I'm fine." He looked up into the distance with a sharp gaze: "The invasion of the demon king is bound to bring endless disasters to this world. I must stop him."

The Great Xuan Dynasty occupied the Central Plains of the Nine Provinces and was known as the Great Unification of the World. It is now the tenth year of Yongzhen, and Li Yi has been here forty years. Back then, he became a new Jinshi at the age of twenty, and was ranked third in the imperial examination. A year later, he became famous in the capital for a Mid-Autumn Festival poem.

"When will the bright moon appear? I raise my cup to ask the sky, but I don't know what year it is in the palace in heaven..."

That day, Li Yi was more prosperous than ever before. However, the situation suddenly changed. The wolf tribe outside the pass led 500,000 cavalrymen to the south, and the border was in danger; the Western Region countries formed an alliance to move east; the overseas Fusang invaded the coast, and the country was in danger. Li Yi resolutely put down his pen and ink, picked up his spear, and embarked on the road of defending his country.

After forty years of hard training, Li Yi's martial arts have already reached perfection, and there are few rivals in the world. Now, the invasion of the demon king has aroused the blood in his heart. He knows that he shoulders the responsibility of protecting the people of the world.

"Master, the demon king's power is unfathomable, you must be careful." Qingniu said worriedly.

Li Yi nodded, his eyes firm: "For the peace of this world, for the country and people of the Great Xuan Dynasty, I must fight. Qingniu, please step back, I want to meet the demon king."

As he spoke, Li Yi flashed and flew into the air, heading straight for the direction of the demon king. Thunderclouds rolled over the horizon, as if foreshadowing the coming of an earth-shattering war. Li Yi held a spear in his hand, his sleeves fluttering, like a god of war descending to earth, ready to meet the final challenge.

In the dark ancient temple, the moonlight shines through the dilapidated window lattices onto the bluestone floor, and the surroundings are filled with a gloomy atmosphere. Li Yi stands in the center of the temple, the hand seals in his hands keep changing, and the golden mantras are spinning and flying around him, as if they are talismans from heaven, exuding a mysterious and powerful power. The evil spirits around feel this sacred breath and retreat, not daring to approach.

Li Yi silently recited the Taoist Thousand Words Mantra in his heart. This is an ancient magic that has been passed down for thousands of years and contains the supreme wisdom and power of Taoism. Each word of the mantra represents a law of heaven and earth, and has the magical effect of exorcising evil and avoiding evil. At this moment, he seemed to be integrated with heaven and earth, and endless magic power surged in his body.

"When the soldiers and warriors fight, all of them must march forward in formation!" Li Yi chanted in a low voice, and the mantra shot out like golden meteors to the evil spirits around him. The evil spirits screamed and struggled desperately, but they could not escape the shackles of the mantra. Li Yi knew that these evil spirits were souls who had suffered great pain and injustice in their lifetime, and after death they turned into resentful spirits, wandering in the world, unable to rest in peace. A feeling of compassion welled up in his heart. Although these evil spirits had committed many evil deeds, they were also victims at the root of it.

"The Tao that can be spoken is not the real Tao; the name that can be named is not the real name." Li Yi continued to recite the scriptures in the Tao Te Ching. The mantras formed a huge Bagua formation in the air, which slowly rotated and trapped the evil spirits. The Bagua formation contained the principles of yin and yang and the five elements, which could dissolve the evil spirits and help them to be liberated.

As the mantra was continuously performed, the eerie atmosphere in the temple gradually dissipated, replaced by a peaceful atmosphere. The evil spirits struggled in the Bagua formation, and gradually, their forms began to change. Their originally ferocious faces gradually became peaceful, and their bodies gradually became transparent.

"Do nothing and achieve everything." Li Yi silently chanted in his heart, feeling the surge of mana in his body. He knew that this was the power of the Taoist Thousand Words Mantra, the purest and most powerful force in the world. The hand seal in his hand changed again, and the mantra characters formed a golden bridge in the air, reaching the sky. This is the bridge to the paradise, which can allow the resentful spirits to finally rest and be liberated.

The resentful spirits seemed to sense the existence of the bridge and flew towards it. They circled and danced on the bridge, as if bidding farewell to this world full of pain and injustice. Li Yi stood quietly in the center of the temple, watching the resentful spirits leave, his heart filled with relief and emotion.

"Life is like a dream, I will pour a cup of wine to the moon on the river." Li Yi recited softly, feeling the tranquility around him. He knew that although this journey to conquer demons was full of dangers and challenges, he relied on the power of the Taoist Thousand Words Mantra to successfully resolve the hostility of the resentful spirits and let them rest in peace. This was not only a test of his magic, but also a baptism of his soul.

The moonlight still fell on the bluestone floor, and the temple returned to its former tranquility. Li Yi put away his handprints, and the mantra gradually dissipated in the air. He knew that this was just a small experience on his path of cultivation, and there was still a long way to go in the future, but he was confident that with the power of the Taoist Thousand Words Mantra, he would be able to keep moving forward and overcome all evil and difficulties.

Li Yi turned and walked out of the temple, facing the moonlight, and embarked on a new journey of spiritual practice. The Taoist Thousand Words Mantra, like a bright lamp, illuminated his way forward and also protected the peace and tranquility of the world.

Inside Lanruo Temple, the night was as dark as ink, and the moonlight cast mottled shadows through the sparse clouds. Ning Caichen stood in the dilapidated courtyard of the ancient temple, facing the tree demon grandma who was about to appear, and an unprecedented courage surged in his heart. He was no longer the weak scholar, but Li Yi who had traveled through time and space, shouldering the mission of borrowing the power of Taoism to save the people.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the leaves rustled, as if whispering an ominous omen. The huge figure of the tree demon slowly emerged from the darkness, waving its hands like dead branches in the air, and countless vines attacked Ning Caichen like poisonous snakes. Li Yi's heart trembled, and he quickly stepped back a few steps, chanting a spell, and the peach wood sword in his hand instantly emitted a golden light.

"Taiji gives birth to two opposites, two opposites give birth to four images, and four images give birth to eight trigrams!" Li Yi chanted the famous sentence from the Book of Changes in a low voice, and the inexplicable power in his body gradually surged. The Taoist energy flowed through his meridians, making his whole body bathed in a layer of light golden light. The peach wood sword drew a graceful arc in the air, cutting off the attacking vines one by one.

The tree demon granny let out an angry roar, and huge tree roots broke out from the ground, rolling towards Li Yi like a giant python. Li Yi flashed, performing the Taoist Bagua footwork, flexibly dodging the attack. He knew that it was difficult to defeat the tree demon granny with just the peach wood sword, and he had to use more powerful Taoist magic.

"All those who are about to fight, march forward in formation!" Li Yi shouted, and formed a series of complicated seals with his hands. The air suddenly became heavy, and the spiritual energy around him seemed to be pulled by some invisible force and gathered in his palm. A bright beam of light shot out from the seal and went straight to the tree demon grandmother.

The tree demon granny let out a painful wail, and her huge body was hit by the beam of light, vines broke one after another, and leaves fell. Li Yi took advantage of the situation, jumped into the air, raised the peach wood sword high, and aimed the tip of the sword at the core of the tree demon granny.

"The heaven and earth are natural, the foul air is dispersed, the mysterious void in the cave, the bright Taiyuan!" Li Yi chanted the spell in "The Scripture of the Supreme Lord Laojun on the Constant Purity and Tranquility" and the peach wood sword shone brightly, as if countless stars were twinkling in it. This sword condensed all his Taoist power and was bound to defeat the tree demon grandma completely.

The tree demon felt the fatal threat and struggled frantically, trying to break free from the light column. However, under the suppression of the Taoist power, its resistance seemed so powerless. Finally, as Li Yi slashed down with a sword, the tree demon let out a deafening roar, and its huge body collapsed and turned into ashes.

The surroundings returned to calm, and the moonlight filled the courtyard again. Li Yi stood on the ruins, took a long breath, and felt a sense of accomplishment. He knew that this was not just a victory in a battle, but also the inheritance and development of the power of Taoism.

"Thank you, Ning Caichen." A gentle voice sounded in his ears. Li Yi turned around and saw Nie Xiaoqian standing not far away, looking at him with a smile.

"No, I should thank you, Xiaoqian." Li Yi smiled slightly, a warm current surged in his heart, "It is you who made me understand the true meaning of Taoist power."

From this moment on, Li Yi is no longer just a bystander who traveled through time and space, but truly becomes Ning Caichen, a Taoist disciple who shoulders the responsibility of protecting the human world. With this power, he will continue to write his own legend in the world of A Chinese Ghost Story.