Chapter Fifty-Six: The Trench
Daoist Situ was surrounded, full of dangers, although Huang Zhiqian was anxious but there was nothing he could do, there was only Lin Ping who could deal with Bai Haolai and the ghosts here, but Lin Ping just learned a little bit of the use of the eye of heaven in a hurry, and he was not proficient, and he was not effective.
Lin Ping was intimidated by Bai Hao, a pair of eyes faded and became a pair of ordinary eyes, and there were nightmare ghosts coming, and the three of them hurriedly retreated to dodge, and their hearts were more than enough.
"Lin Ping, can you save people?" Zhai Rushu grabbed Lin Ping's arm and scolded: "How can you say that Master Situ also helped you open the eyes of heaven, you are in danger in order to save you, you can't sit idly by, you are still not a man?" ”
Lin Ping muttered in his heart: Is it a man? Do you want to try it?
I also think about this in my heart, if I really want to say it, I am afraid that I will not even have the capital to try, Zhai Rushu does not lose her temper on weekdays, like a gentle and virtuous lady, but when she loses her temper, she is not much gentler than the tigress.
Lin Ping was very entangled in his heart, he must be saved, but how to save it?
Just now I learned a little bit of how to use Tianyan from Daoist Situ, it was an urgent situation, and I used it before I had time to digest and absorb it in a hurry, it looked infinitely powerful, Lin Ping knew in his heart that it was just pulling the banner of the tiger - scaring people.
The ghost was also out of fear of the divine light, and only fell into the Tao for a while, and when she reacted, I was afraid that this little life was going to hehe.
"Xiao Su, help me drag the nightmare ghost, and I will comprehend the Heavenly Eye again." Lin Ping's complexion was grim, and he was no longer cynical and joking, his tone was much more solemn, and he looked at Zhai Rushu seriously and said.
"Okay, don't worry, leave it to me." Zhai Rushu happily agreed, turned to face the nightmare ghost, and protected Lin Ping behind him.
The ghost didn't put Zhai Rushu in his eyes, seeing her come and wave her sleeves and wreak havoc, Zhai Rushu suddenly fell into a dark ghost fog, reaching out and not seeing her five fingers as if the night was coming, and even the sound was blocked by the heavy ghost fog, and she couldn't hear a sound from the outside world.
Zhai Rushu was not in a hurry, took out a gossip mirror, recited the incantation, and the mirror suddenly released light to shoot through the ghost fog, and a pillar of light rushed out from the ghost fog, pointing directly at the nightmare ghost, shining on the nightmare ghost, suddenly lit up a black smoke, and the place illuminated by the gossip mirror suddenly showed a palm-sized spot of light, no matter how the nightmare ghost moved, this light was always with him.
Gossip Soul Mirror.
The ghost was a little surprised, but she didn't expect this little girl to have such protection in her hands, she could penetrate the ghost fog and track down her location through the confusion. Even so, the Nightmare Ghost is not afraid, Zhai Rushu has been defeated by the Nightmare Ghost before, although there is a gossip soul chasing mirror to help, but it can't really improve its strength.
The two long sleeves shot into the ghost mist, hitting the Bagua Mirror and raising curling black smoke, with the skill of the Nightmare Ghost, he could not cover the Bagua Soul Chasing Mirror, so he gave up the Soul Chasing Mirror and attacked Zhai Rushu. Although there is a gossip soul chasing mirror to get rid of the ghost fog, after all, it is just an auxiliary tool, which is nothing more than to keep her from the influence of the ghost fog.
The main attack of the nightmare ghost, Zhai Rushu can only defend passively, and there is no difference between the red rope stick and the ordinary stick without the assistance of rooster blood, it is nothing more than a little bit of divine power remaining, but under the strong attack of the nightmare ghost, it seems insignificant.
Resisting in embarrassment, Zhai Rushu's body was already scarred, his lips were white and he was dizzy, and his entire arm on his left shoulder was cut off by the ghost, and the serious injuries were not light, even if he defended, he looked very difficult.
And Situ Taoist is also very sad, more than a dozen ghosts will be all ghostly power, not at all worthy of the peach wood sword in the hand of Situ Taoist, and even face the peach wood sword head-on, even if it is split, it is just a burst of green smoke, and the Situ Taoist is surrounded by it, and the situation is extremely grim.
"Knock"
"Knock"
"Knock"
Suddenly three bells rang in the ghost hall, which made people stunned, and Daoist Situ and Zhai Rushu, who heard the bell, seemed to be possessed by a god, and their spirits were extremely brave, and the weapons in their hands were waved like divine soldiers, forcing the opponent to retreat.
The sudden change in the situation on the field made Bai Haolai quite panicked, and immediately looked for the source of the bell, and looked at Lin Ping, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.
Lin Ping's body slowly rose in place, still maintaining a cross-legged posture, and the Nantian Gate above his head became higher and higher, and a ladder appeared from under Lin Ping's body and slowly extended downward, getting closer and closer to Zhai Rushu nearby.
When this ladder stops, there are always thirty-three when you count them down.
"The thirty-three stairs are in harmony with the thirty-three heavens of Taoism, which is the moat." Huang Zhiqian, who had been watching everyone fight, exclaimed in amazement, the heavenly ladder under Lin Ping actually matched the number of the thirty-three heavens in the Taoist legend of the Heavenly Court, which was really surprising.
These thirty-three staircases look no different from ordinary marble staircases, but the surface is more lubricated and shiny, like jade. Each layer was surrounded by clouds, and seven-colored light was reflected from the ladder, piercing through the ghost mist to illuminate the entire ghost mist area.
Zhai Rushu looked at the stairs that spread to his feet, dazed and stunned.
"This is the stairway to heaven?"
Zhai Rusu looked at Lin Ping with a suspicious face.
At this moment, Lin Ping's temperament has changed significantly, sitting at the end of the stairs like a god, with an inexplicable coercion. The ghost fog encountered the stairs and was all dispelled and cleansed, and the dark ghost hall was brilliant and bright, full of heroic righteousness.
Lin Ping slowly opened his eyes and looked down, his tone changed.
"At the beginning of man, nature is good. Let go of the evil thoughts in your heart, climb the moat to reincarnate in life, and persuade the good in life and death. Come, are you still unrepentant? ”
Bai Haolai looked up at Lin Ping and sneered disdainfully: "Reincarnation? It's ridiculous, the six realms are in my heart, I reincarnate myself, why do you have to go to your moat, neuropathy, destroy him for me. ”
With an order, the ghosts who surrounded and suppressed Situ Daoist turned their heads and rushed towards Lin Ping, gathering around the moat. The leader of the ghost general tried to climb the ladder, but before he walked up the steps, he was shrouded in a powerful glow, and a majestic divine power rushed out from the ladder to envelop it, and it melted and dissipated into a wisp of black smoke in the blink of an eye.
With this precedent, the ghost generals behind cowered and did not dare to step forward, looking at Bai Hao tremblingly, waiting for the next order.
And Bai Haolai was also stupid, Bai Haolai was familiar with the details of the battle between Liumen and Zhang Wujie back then, and knew that there was a heavenly court in the eyes of Daoist Situ, and he killed sixteen hellhounds at the cost of sacrificing the heavenly court in his eyes, but he had never heard of the appearance of a thirty-three heavenly ladder, and the power was so fierce that even the ghost generals could not get close, and the fog disappeared directly.
"Hahahaha, the gods of the moat do not cross the people, they are the natural enemies of ghasts, little rabbit cub, you will die this time."
Seeing that the ghost generals who had beaten him before were collectively deflated, Daoist Situ was indescribably happy, and laughed uncontrollably on the side.