The Taoist ancestor heard the sound of scriptures and the sound of the bell echoing over the village, turned around and said to Yang Chengzi: "This is the Buddhist technique Pudu Cihang, he should have lost consciousness by now, if this spell is not interrupted, it will burn out his Dharma cultivation, let's go up and talk about it first." ”

Chen San jumped in front of Yang Chengzi, lifted him up, stepped on the stone wall in two steps, and landed in front of the monk who was sitting cross-legged.

Yang Chengzi has never been mentioned in his life, and after standing firmly, he looked at the Taoist ancestor next to him, that is, Chen San, and suddenly felt incredible, if these Taoist ancestors were still alive, could they all fly the eaves and walk the wall, dragonflies and water, and the spells they performed have never been recorded in Taoist classics, just a wisp of divine thought can help future generations to subdue demons and eliminate demons and protect the common people.

However, in a blink of an eye, I saw the phantom of the Buddha statue, and sure enough, the monk had lost consciousness, and although he was sitting cross-legged, his head had been lowered as if he had attained nirvana, and his hands had been lowered.

Suddenly, Yang Chengzi felt the pure ghost qi attacking, and turned around to resist, but the sword in his hand was hit by the swooping ghost qi and rolled out, and the other ghost qi was resisted by the Taoist ancestor raising his sword, and the thunder in the sky at this time was like a giant dragon roaring, compared to the thunder that sounded just now, there was more of a vigorous and majestic feeling.

Yang Chengzi got up from the ground, this was not an ordinary thunder, a silver-black lightning bolt fell and rushed straight towards the ghost.

There was a loud "boom", and the illusory ghost was split, although there was no soul flying away, but the ghost shook and stopped the ghost qi that overflowed, and slowly fell down and fell into the collapsed tomb.

Yang Chengzi's eyes widened, thinking in his heart how could there be a thunderbolt falling, could it be that there was a Taoist priest casting a spell nearby, seeing that the ghost qi dissipated, the Taoist ancestor flashed to the side of the monk Suichang, and stabbed a sword towards the thigh of the monk, and the monk instantly regained consciousness, and the phantom of the Buddha statue behind him dissipated.

The Taoist ancestor pulled out the Shangqing sword and said to Yang Chengzi: "There is no injury to the muscles and bones, bandage it, you retreat to the back, leave it to me here, this ghost has exhausted its qi, and the sky will collect it." ”

Turning around and jumping towards the collapsed tomb, Yang Chengzi listened to the words of the Taoist ancestor, frowned, didn't dare to think about it, and then tore a large piece of rag from his body and bandaged it with the monk, and dragged the master into the village and leaned against the wall.

At this time, the master had already come to his senses, "This Taoist ancestor actually knows how to break my spell, maybe he really has a way to kill this ghost thing, if even he can't, I'm afraid we won't be able to go to Chenjia Town." ”

Yang Chengzi looked at the master and said with a firm face: "Master, this time we are afraid that there will be more and less luck, but Chen Jiazhen can't help but go, there are still ancient demons there that need the master to seal, the ghost in front of him is so against the sky, I am afraid that only the eight divine spells can be killed, master begs you one thing, if you can survive, please bring back my Shangqing Sword and hand it over to the master." ”

After speaking, he turned around and left, walking towards the collapsed tomb, and the monk was shocked and wanted to hold Yang Chengzi, but the pain on his body made him unable to raise his hand to pull him, he wanted to say nothing but didn't say anything, leaned against the wall and sighed and closed his eyes.

In the collapsed tomb, the Taoist ancestor held the Shangqing Sword, looking at the illusory ghost in front of him, as if waiting for something, after being struck by the thunder of the Heavenly Tribulation, the ghost thing shrank to the side.

Chen San looked at the cloudy, thunderous sky and muttered, "Time is running out, let's wrap it up." ”

After that, he made a handprint with one hand, "Heavenly thunder, fall." ”

A heavenly thunder fell, slashing on the ghost shadow, and the ghost qi resisted the heavenly thunder like a shield, and it was also strange that since it was split by the heavenly thunder, the ghost body has not condensed.

The Taoist ancestor frowned and stretched out and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of, your fate is to scatter your soul, I will play with you for a while." ”

With that, his fingers swiped over the Shangqing Sword, and he stepped out with one foot in the air, rushing towards the phantom in front of him, rushing to the ghost shadow with a lightning bolt like dawn, and slashing it with a sword.

The ghost thing has no armor and can only dodge to resist, several swings and slashes, the speed is getting faster and faster, the ghost thing retreats and retreats to the corner, there is no way to retreat, and the ghost qi suddenly erupts to resist.

Suddenly, the Taoist ancestor dodged and jumped back.

"Boom", another silver-black Heavenly Thunderbolt fell and slashed straight towards the ghost, there was no possibility of dodging, it hit the ghost, and the shield that the ghost qi was about to condense was scattered by the heavenly thunder.

The illusory ghost shadow immediately appeared after another thunderbolt, looking at the Taoist ancestor who retreated to the side, he showed an evil smile, and the ghost qi began to spread again, but only around the ghost shadow.

A weapon like a sword and a knife was slowly condensed in his hand, and the pure ghost qi was condensed and completed, the sharp edge was revealed, and the ghost energy dissipated, leaving only an illusory ghost shadow, holding the weapon in his hand.

As soon as the weapon was condensed, it slashed towards the Taoist ancestor, the speed was extremely fast, and the Taoist ancestor did not slacken, looking at the weapon in the hand of the ghost object, he once again recited the fire spell, and sealed it with one hand, while resisting the ghost's continuous swing and slash.

The curse was formed, a slam blow, the Taoist ancestor resisted with the Shangqing sword, and the sword body issued a crisp blow, and the force made the Taoist ancestor slide backwards for a large part.

At the same time, the meteorite began to fall, and countless meteorites in the sky rushed towards this side, and the Taoist ancestor slid to the wall with the force of this slam blow, and there was another heavenly thunder curse seal: "Heavenly thunder, fall." ”

A thunderbolt rushed down and slashed at the ghost, who raised his weapon to resist.

There was a loud bang, echoing in the tomb, and the ghost saw the meteor falling, and the Taoist ancestor was ready to absorb the meteor, and rushed straight to the ground, jumped high and slashed down.

Another silver-black thunderbolt fell, slashing at the ghost figure that jumped high.

This time, the ghost shadow did not resist anything, and was slashed by the Heavenly Thunder on the weapon that had been raised and ready to slash towards the Taoist ancestor.

In an instant, the ghost energy exploded and dissipated as if it was uncontrollable, and then recondensed into a ghost body in an instant, and in an instant, it retreated into the corner of the tomb, and the weapon fell, and it was heavily inserted in front of the Taoist ancestor.

At this time, the meteoric fire had all been pulled into the Shangqing Sword, and seeing the ghost shadow retreat into the tomb, the Shangqing Sword slashed towards the ghost with all its strength.

The phantom of the Great Dipper Curse appeared again, penetrating the ghost thing, leaving a burning mark on the stone wall of the tomb, the ghost thing was illusory, and another silver-black Heavenly Thunder fell and slashed on the ghost thing, and the ghost energy dissipated again and condensed again, but this time the speed of ghost energy condensation was much slower.

Yang Chengzi saw all this in his eyes, and saw one after another of the heavenly thunders falling directly to slash the ghosts, plus the Taoist ancestors said that its qi was exhausted, and he seemed to see hope.

This ghost thing went against the sky, I don't know what evil magic was used to become such a ghost thing, and it was locked by the heavenly thunder before it appeared, and the two villagers died unjustly, and they were really killed by the heavenly thunder.

One after another, the Heavenly Thunder of the Divine Tribulation slashed on the ghost shadow, and there was no place to hide, and the ghost could only recall the weapon to resist the attack of the Taoist ancestors while bearing the Heavenly Thunder.

Before he could burst out all the ghost qi and use all his strength, the heavenly thunder that would be induced fell in advance, and the time interval between the falling of the heavenly thunder was getting shorter and shorter, and the condensation of the split ghost qi was getting slower and slower.

The divine thoughts of the Taoist ancestors are also about to dissipate, and the time for half-burnt incense is approaching, and the maximum limit of the magic is half-burnt incense, but the ghost shadow at this time has not yet dissipated, holding weapons to resist the thunder of the day.

The Taoist ancestor turned his head and said to Yang Chengzi: "There is no time, my divine thoughts are about to dissipate, you can see the moves clearly, there are a total of seven seven and forty-nine heavenly thunders that should be tribulated, and now there are thirteen heavenly thunders left."

If there is no soul scattered after splitting, it will complete the calamity, live with the sky, and become a great demon that cannot be killed, and then you can only forcibly seal it if you want to get rid of it, so you must kill it before the thirteen heavenly thunders fall. ”

Yang Chengzi was shocked, his divine thoughts dissipated, and he was left to deal with the ghost thing in front of him, although he had the Heavenly Thunder to limit the ghost thing, but he still didn't know how to kill it and asked: "Ancestor, how should I kill this ghost thing?"

Before he finished speaking, the divine thoughts of the Taoist ancestor dissipated and left Chen San's body, Chen San lost consciousness and fell directly to the ground, fainting.

Yang Chengzi saw that his divine thoughts had dissipated, so he could only bite the bullet, but his situation was no better than that of the monk Suichang, the soul was hit hard, and the internal organs were also stirred by the soul and vomited blood, but fortunately, the Taoist ancestor and this ghost thing were entangled for half a stick of incense, so that he had some time to recover.

Another thunderbolt fell, and cracks began to appear in the weapons that the ghosts resisted, and the pure ghost qi overflowed from the weapons.

Yang Chengzi saw the opportunity, how can a person live in the world and steal a life, it is a big deal to die, if he can scatter the soul of this anti-heaven ghost, it will not be in vain for this life of cultivation.

Thinking of this, the Dao blood in his body boiled, and his eyes that were not afraid of life and death stared at the ghost thing in front of him, his eyes were full of murderous energy, he gritted his teeth, and made a heavenly thunder handprint with his fingers, and rushed towards the ghost thing.

Jumped up and jumped towards the collapsed tomb, his right hand stretched out, the Shangqing Sword seemed to be summoned, and instantly broke away from Chen San's hand and held it tightly in Yang Chengzi's hand, slashing down at the ghost in the air, leading the heavenly thunder down.

"Boom", the thunder hissed, the ordinary heavenly thunder has no effect on this ghost thing, but it has a lot of damage to the weapon in the ghost thing's hand, the crack of the weapon began to expand, Yang Chengzi can't care so much, the brain is already blank, the heavenly thunder spell mark in his hand has not stopped, and several heavenly thunder knots have been firmly split on the weapon.

Just when Yang Chengzi consumed too many Dao methods and was about to be unable to cast the Heavenly Thunder Curse, the Heavenly Thunder fell again.

Accompanied by the vigorous and majestic thunder, the silver-black thunder of the Heavenly Tribulation slashed the ghost thing, and the pure ghost qi burst out from the weapon in the hand of the ghost thing, the weapon had been shattered, and the ghost energy could not recondense it, and with the dissipation of the ghost energy, the weapon disappeared.

The ghost thing was completely exposed to the thunder of the calamity, and the fury began to condense the ghost energy, and the illusory ghost shadow slowly showed its substance.

The pitch-black ghost aura lingered around it like a black dragon, and without the silver-black armor, the entity of the ghost object showed rock-like lines, and the ghost qi was still condensing.

"Boom", the last fourth thunder falls, the condensed ghost gas is scattered by the thunder, the ghost seems to be ready to do the last fight, the ghost energy suddenly erupts, no longer do any hiding, this should be the thunder can not be dodged at all, the weapon of resistance has been broken and dissipated, the monstrous momentum is like the destruction of the world, the darkness that the sky is not bright.

There are still three Heavenly Thunders left, and the ghosts no longer retain their strength, ready to resist hard, looking at its current monstrous momentum, the three Heavenly Thunders should not be able to disperse their souls.

Feeling the approach of the ghostly qi, Yang Chengzi's clenched teeth relaxed, sat down, took a deep breath and urged the remaining soul power, and recited the meditation mantra in his mouth: "Calm the mind and calm the qi surge the heavenly spirit, all changes are still calm, and the flying flowers and falling leaves ......"

When Yang Chengzi used the Returning Yuan Technique just now, his soul was severely injured by ghosts.

At this time, he forcibly urged the power of the soul to prepare to cast the strongest Taoist spell, the Big Dipper Great God Mantra in the Eight Great Divine Mantras, and the ghosts were all destroyed, but the soul stirring in the body was not strong enough because the soul base was not strong enough, and the curse led the meditation mantra halfway and fainted.

Before closing his eyes, his vision began to slowly blur, although he knew that the spell had not been successfully cast, but his heart was more than enough and his strength was insufficient, his eyes slowly closed, consciousness began to be lost, and he fell backwards with a "bang".

Several white rays of light flashed across the night sky in front of his eyes, and Yang Chengzi closed his eyes.

It had been two days since Yang Chengzi woke up, and Yang Chengzi, who had regained consciousness, suddenly sat up from the bed, looked at the house, and didn't know where he was now, and the furnishings in the house seemed to be in the villagers' homes.

"Crunch", the door opened, Sanyu came in from outside the door with a basin of water, saw Yang Chengzi sit up, "clang" and the basin fell to the ground, crying and running to Yang Chengzi and hugging him.

"You're awake, you're worried about me, I thought I was going to be a widow before I got through the door. As he spoke, he began to cry aloud.

Yang Chengzi was stunned by this fierce hug, and he didn't speak for a long time, and waited until Changyu was not so sad to cry before pushing her away.

"Miss Changyu, I am a Taoist priest, I can't be sorry for me, when the matter of Chenjiazhen is resolved, I will go back to Chang's house with you and make it clear to Master Chang. ”

Sanyu cried even more sadly, and she couldn't hear what she was muttering and crying mixed with.

Yang Chengzi shook his head and said, "Let's not talk about this first, you tell me, how did we get saved, what happened to that ghost?"

Sanyu sniffled and replied, "When they found you, you were all unconscious, and they carried the three of you back to the village after they dealt with the ghost. ”

After sobbing a few times, Sanyu continued: "I got up and found that you were not there, and I thought that you left me and left to look for them in the village, and I met them on the way, and then I brought me over, I have been taking care of you for two days, and you are motionless, so terrible, I thought you were going to die." ”

As he spoke, he started crying again, Yang Chengzi saw that Changyu was crying, his head was about to explode, and his soul was injured and needed to recuperate.

Yang Chengzi stretched out his hand to cover Sanyu's mouth and said, "Don't cry, my soul is damaged and needs to recuperate, my head is about to explode when you cry, don't cry yet, who are they you just talking about?"

Sanyu took off Yang Chengzi's hand and blinked his big watery eyes.

"Your junior brother, don't you know?"

Yang Chengzi looked at Sanyu in surprise, "My junior brother, are you talking about Maoshan Daoist?"

"Well, they are dressed similarly to you, but the colors are different, they are all white cafties, and they said that you are their senior brother, it shouldn't be wrong. ”

Yang Chengzi was a little surprised, "Where are they?" Take me to meet them. ”

Sanyu stood up and reluctantly let go of Yang Chengzi's hand.

"They are in the ancestral hall in the village, yesterday the two coffins were buried in the ground, there are many of them, so after seeing you, they have been guarding in the ancestral hall, and when you wake up, Chen San is also there to talk to them, I will give you a basin to wash your face, wash your face and then go over." ”

Before Yang Chengzi could speak, Chang Yu picked up the basin on the ground and ran out, Yang Chengzi wanted to stop Sanyu and go out to wash it himself, but for some reason he didn't say anything when he looked at the figure of Sanyu leaving, and put down his outstretched hand.

When Sanyu came back and washed his face, he went to the ancestral hall with Sanyu, and along the way, he saw that Fujia Village had not changed as much as when he came, and the big stone in his heart fell to the ground, it seemed that the ghost thing had not brought any disaster to the village.

The children in the village were bouncing and playing on the side of the road, seeing Yang Chengzi also made a grimace, Yang Chengzi smiled, his mood relaxed a lot, and when he arrived at the ancestral hall, the village chief was also there, and got up to greet him, and Yang Chengzi's disciples also got up and saluted Yang Chengzi.

"Yang Chengzi!"

Chen San pushed Yang Chengzi's juniors and disciples to Yang Chengzi and grabbed Yang Chengzi.

"Oh, it's good that you're not dead, if you're dead, how can I go back to Chenjiazhen to see your master, I'm not hurt, right?"

Chang Yu couldn't help laughing when he saw Chen San touching around, Yang Chengzi also smiled when he saw Chen Sansheng, and quipped: "I thought we were going to die this time, but I didn't expect your kid's life to be really hard, this kind of ghost didn't send you to see the king of Hades, it seems that the king of Hades is annoying you!"

The crowd burst into laughter.

Chen San was a little embarrassed, "It's still this dead virtue, and my head is not broken." With that, he took Sanyu to the village and walked around, leaving their senior brothers to talk.