Chapter Seventy-Five: Don't You Have a Count in Your Heart?
Drink!
Chen Jingle's fist is strong, the momentum is fierce, and the ghost in the front of the punch is facing the door.
The fist passed through the ghost, as if it was hitting the air, which made Chen Jingle quite uncomfortable.
However, after the ghost was hit by a punch, he immediately let out a terrible scream, and his entire head and soul body were shattered, and his body was twisted for a while, and he retreated frantically. After stopping, his body was a little thinner than before, and he was afraid to step forward.
"It worked!"
Chen Jingle's eyes lit up, and his heart was settled.
If you look closely, you can see that when he uses the Vajra Demon Fist, a faint layer of golden light will be attached to the fist, and it is this layer of golden light that can cause damage to these ghosts.
"Come on, hurt each other!"
Chen Jingle shouted at these ghosts unscrupulously.
The ghosts were enslaved by the black tiger spirit, and they didn't have much wisdom themselves, they only knew how to obey orders, and suddenly rushed up with their teeth and claws.
Several ghosts surrounded the Chen Jing Orchestra in the middle and pounced on them in unison.
However, Chen Jingle was not afraid at all, punching them one by one, scattering them, recovering them, and scattering them again, and so on, until in the end they couldn't even maintain their bodies.
Over the years, more and more humans have died in the mouth of the tiger demon, and these ghosts have contributed a lot.
Why?
In fact, the ghost is responsible for luring people to be eaten by tigers, and through various forms, luring people close to the tiger demon's lair, even their own relatives are not spared.
So to deal with them, Chen Jingle was ruthless, and every move was more fierce than the other.
When these ghosts could no longer maintain their souls, a gust of wind blew, and they scattered one by one with the wind and died.
Although Chen Jingle will not overkill the undead, he used this method to forcibly help the ghosts to remove the imprint left by the tiger demon on them, and they can finally break free from the shackles of slavery and reincarnate.
It's just that with the sins they have committed, it is difficult to say whether they will be reincarnated as a human in the next life.
The fog gradually dissipated, and the thatched hut that had disappeared behind him reappeared.
Niu boldly rubbed his eyes and yawned and walked out: "I seemed to hear something just now, and when I got up to take a look, I found that the fog was too big, and I couldn't see a figure at all." Anyway, Shaoxia, why are you getting up so early?"
Chen Jingle was speechless, he really couldn't expect this guy too much.
Talking about the attack of the ghost just now, Niu Daring was very surprised, and admired: "The young man is really powerful, even the ghost can deal with it." ”
Originally, he guessed that Chen Jingle's identity was extraordinary, but he just looked like a martial artist and knight, but he didn't expect to be able to ignore the ghosts, and directly disperse so many ghost bodies and send them to the dead.
This is not something that ordinary people can do.
Chen Jingle shrugged: "Fortunately, I have practiced a Buddhist boxing method, which has a miraculous effect on dealing with ghosts and demons." ”
"I see. "That's not surprising.
Niu boldly coughed lightly, and then said righteously: "I can't hide it, in fact, Poor Dao is here for the black tiger spirit on the mighty tiger mountain this time." ”
"Oh?" Chen Jingle raised his eyebrows: "Does the Dao Chief have the ability to kill that tiger demon?"
"Poor Dao is the only descendant of Feiyun Temple. "The cow is bold and triumphant.
Chen Jingle pouted: "I have heard that many masters have come to subdue demons and eliminate demons before, but in the end, they all died in the mouth of the tiger, including some high-ranking disciples of the main sect and high-ranking monks of famous temples. Besides, someone can't even count my life, are you sure you can beat that tiger demon?"
Niu boldly smiled, swallowed his saliva quietly, and said with an embarrassed smile: "What, that's right, this matter should be considered in the long run." ”
Chen Jingle despised his second-class behavior.
Facing Chen Jingle's contemptuous gaze, Niu Daring couldn't hold back his cheeks, and hurriedly changed the topic: "The top priority is to open the altar first, so that I can recall Sun Dazhu's soul from the tiger demon, so that he can be sent to reincarnation, but the old Sun Tou and the old lady Sun's hearts are knotted." ”
Chen Jingle nodded,
The two whispered a few more words, and Niu boldly yawned and went back to make up for sleep, waiting for dawn to prepare for the opening of the altar.
Chen Jingle was a little worried, although he had eliminated some of the ghosts, who knew if there would be other troubles?
Just stay in the courtyard and continue to cultivate.
Well, not wanting the cow to snore boldly is also a reason.
……
When it was dawn, the old grandson came over to help prepare the things that would be used to open the altar.
At Chen Jingle's suggestion, Niu Dada's approach this time was excessive, in addition to Sun Dazhu, the nephew of the old grandson, there were two other hunters who also lost their lives.
Because the content of this dungeon task 1 is to rescue the souls of the hunters, 100 points are rewarded, and the super-ghost is also weakened by the strength of the black tiger spirit in disguise.
It doesn't matter if the cow is bold.
When the time came, Chen Jingle Niu boldly took the family members of the first hunter to the cemetery, this cemetery was all owned by the residents of the town, but Sun Dazhu and the three of them had no corpses, only clothed mounds.
At this time, there were three pieces of clothing in front of Niu Daring, and on the clothes, the names and birthdays of the three people were on them.
As soon as the auspicious time came, Niu boldly began to do it.
He recited an unknown mantra in his mouth, with a strange tone, and the dialect of unknown places made Chen Jingle's brain dizzy, so he quickly covered his ears to feel better.
"Soul come!"
I understood the last two words.
The ox boldly lit a talisman, and all the ashes fell into the copper basin water, which melted and dissipated in an instant, and then swept the dust and sprinkled it on three clothes.
Sprinkled three times in a row, and three figures slowly appeared on the clothes.
Chen Jingle's pupils shrank, but the family members not far away did not react, as if they could not see these three "people".
"Is it true that only I can see?"
Chen Jingle's face was strange.
After the three appeared, Niu Daring began to chant the scripture mantra again, and at the same time sprinkled the three "people" with dust and water from time to time.
With each more sentence, the light on the three "people" became brighter, and a trace of black qi was withdrawn from them.
This is transcendence, through the practice, to strip away the karma of the deceased as much as possible, so as not to go down to the underworld and suffer all kinds of torture.
After reciting the scriptures, the three figures slowly sank into the ground, and finally disappeared.
Niu Daring finally breathed a sigh of relief, this time the super revenant mission was completed.
[Complete task 1, successfully surpass the Orion Soul, and reward 100 points.] 】
A system prompt appears.
Chen Jingle accepted the 100 points with peace of mind.
After doing the Fa, the family members thanked Niu Dao Chang for their kindness, allowing him to feel the feeling of being a master.
When the black tiger spirit was mentioned, Niu Daring began to boast again: "Don't worry, the young man's martial arts are strong, and the poor road goes all out to ensure that the black tiger spirit will die in Huangquan!"
Everyone was inspired.
However, Chen Jingle despised it in his heart, is it really as powerful as you blow, and he doesn't have a little pressure in his heart?
Glancing at Chen Jingle's eyes, Niu boldly restrained a little, laughed again and again, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands and said, "By the way, Poor Dao remembered one thing." When she was traveling through Jingzhou, she met a sword immortal, who was a true disciple of the Pure Yang Palace, if she could come to help, then a tiger demon would never be a problem!"