Chapter 389: Chanting the Mantra
Like the last struggle, the female ghost suddenly let out a miserable scream, and then saw that the already long nails were growing faster as if they were crazy. It's more than a meter long.
"Hurry up and kill him, it's not good if she turns yin in a while." Makushu shouted. You must know that if the ghost is yin, it is possible to become a ghost, if it becomes a ghost, let alone the three of us, it will take a lot of effort for the Maoshan patriarch to live.
Immediately, the three of us quickly surrounded the female ghost, and the female ghost's eyes were already red at this time, and her hair was slowly turning white. didn't care too much, Mu Xiu first sacrificed five yellow talismans and flew towards the female ghost, and An Xiangfei directly fired at the female ghost. The female ghost's eyes that had just turned red slowly returned to their original form in a burst of miserable screams, and the white hair also turned back to jet black, looking at us ruining his good deeds, the female ghost angrily waved her long nails, but just at the moment of waving, I took out the sword and quickly slashed down, and there was a miserable scream, and at this time, the curtain no longer gave him too many chances, and quickly sacrificed a soul scattering talisman and hit the female ghost's forehead, After a flash of fire, there was a pile of ashes and a big red robe on the ground.
After destroying the female ghost in red, we continued to move inside while the iron was hot, although the yin qi was getting heavier and heavier, but there were no more problems for a while, but when we were almost at the end, suddenly a coffin was placed horizontally in front of us to block our way.
"Damn, what is it? Look at me and blew it up in the past. With that, An Xiangfei walked closer.
"Don't, come back......" Before Mu Xiu's voice fell, An Xiangfei was directly bounced out by a gust of wind before he touched the coffin, and fell heavily to the ground, rubbing his buttocks vigorously in pain.
"Yin coffin." I looked at the coffin in front of me, and suddenly these two words came to mind. The so-called yin coffin is a method used by the ancients to guard the tomb, because it is too poisonous, so the chance of really appearing in the tomb is also very small. But you were actually bumped into by us today.
"Yin coffin, what the hell." An Xiangfei rubbed his ass and asked.
"The yin coffin is a coffin in which a child under the age of twelve is put alive, and there is more than one, so that the child and the ghost will be attached to this coffin." I explained.
Just as I was explaining, there were suddenly a few childlike cries and laughter from the coffin, and Mu Xiu frowned, turned his face sideways and asked me, "How is this?" ”
I thought about it, and tried my best to recall the cracking method in this book in my mind, but fortunately, I still thought of it and said: "According to the records in the ancient books, the best way to deal with the yin coffin is to resolve the grievances and use the yang to control the yin. Super undead, it's basically fine. After hearing this, Mu Xiu nodded and said, "Then let's start, you don't know about the Yin Locking Array first, I'm carrying out the method of transcendence." With that, I began to prepare to open, and I walked around the coffin, and found that almost all the yin qi emanating from here before. So he didn't dare to be careless, and after carefully determining the direction, he set up a soul locking spell in the eight dead doors around him, drew the spell and buried it in the eight dead doors in turn, and then withdrew to the side of the curtain cultivation.
Standing behind Mu Xiu, Mu Xiu held a bronze mirror in his hand, held a soul bell in one hand, hung a gossip plate on his chest and sat on the ground, and began to chant incantations in his mouth.
"Nam no Amitabha Night Dora (Dorach) Tagadol (Hungry Cut) Rakada Dordi (Tu Sell Cut) Amili Dumba Amiri Dori Amiri Dori Amiri Dora Ami Riga Dha Ami Dha Ami Dala Ami Karma Dharma, Ami Atta Dharma, Ami Karma Dharma, Ami Atta Dharma, Ami Atta T
If there are good men and good women, who can recite this mantra, Amitabha Buddha will always live on the top of it, support it day and night, and get it without resentment. In this world, you can always live in peace, and when you are dying, you will be transported to life. ”
At the same time as the curtain was reciting the mantra, there was a constant wind blowing in the coffin, and there was a constant sound of crying, but as the curtain kept chanting the mantra, the yin wind gradually became much smaller, and the sound coming from the coffin gradually became less.
At this moment, Mu Xiu reached out and took out three yellow talismans while chanting a mantra and threw them at the coffin, only to see that the yellow talisman actually burned with a bang when it was close to the coffin.
Mu Xiu's face became gloomy, and he stopped chanting the mantra and said, "It seems that some resentments are hard to get rid of and are unwilling to be reincarnated, so it's no wonder that I'm not going to be reincarnated." As he spoke, he changed his gestures, and his index and middle fingers merged and pointed straight at the coffin, and his mouth began to read again: "Nan no Buddha." There is no Dharma in the south. There is no Sanghaya in the south.
The Bodhisattva Mahasattva. Those with great compassion.
Nephew him. Hmmm. Cut off the bottom of the caramel. Shockdomani.
Maha. Bowl Kick Mystery. Purr. Dethazar.
Irony. Sha Night. Purpure.
Hmmm. Bowl Rubrum. Shockdomani. Whiz.
Hmmm. Bharata. The bowl is riddled. ”
As the sound of the annual mantra of the curtain cultivation became more and more intense, the voice in the coffin made a whirring sound at first, but the further it went, the quieter the sound became, and the surrounding yin qi gradually dissipated. By the time Makushu stopped chanting the incantation, there was almost no yin qi left, and the coffin suddenly cracked a few holes around its body. The three of us stepped forward to take a look, and what we saw was the white bones of a slowly coffin, and if we looked closely, the white bones of this coffin were almost all the bones of a child's underage. It really makes us sigh for a while.
Makushu looked at the white bones in the coffin, bowed deeply, and then walked straight to the front. An Xiangfei and I chased after each other with a blank face, and An Xiangfei asked curiously: "Alas, I said what kind of spell did you just recite." ”
Mu Xiu continued to walk and said: "The first time I recited the mantra of rebirth, the second time I recited the Wishful Wheel King Dharani, the first time I went to reincarnate by resolving grievances beyond the unjust soul, and the second time I let the recalcitrant soul fly away. ”
"Ah, that's amazing." An Xiangfei said. I dragged An Xiangfei and said, "You want to learn, superbirth is a merit, but the soul of the junior is detrimental to yin virtue." ”
"Then I'll not learn it yet." An Xiangfei waved his hand funny and walked forward quickly. By this time, I had already seen the end of the second layer in front of me, and I saw a downward hole through a stone, and I let out a long breath and trotted all the way up.
This book was first published in Reading Book Worm