"Why are there so many ghosts gathered here?"

Hu Mingchen and Chenxin came to a mountain village, which was not far from Wuling City, and across this small hill, they would reach the suburbs of Wuling City. However, they were not in a hurry to move forward, because in this small mountain village, they felt a very strong yin qi, and it seemed that there was more than one yin spirit in it.

"Amitabha, the little monk felt that there was still the breath of the living inside."

"Is it related to 'deaf'?"

Hu Mingchen immediately pulled out the Dao Sword and took out a stack of talismans in his left hand, the Yin Qi in it was very strong, and the Dao of these Yin Souls would not be low.

"Dad, I'm so scared."

"Don't, don't be afraid. Daddy is here. ”

In a house, which was full of people, and at the door, there were thousands of years of ghosts guarding the door, and after the resurrection of the ancient ghost king, the 'deaf' released all the yin spirits, and then let them freely absorb the spirit of the people. See if it is possible to promote the Ghost King, and then fill the vacant position of 'Deaf'.

"You sucked two today, and there are only more than fifty people left here, you can't suck anymore today!"

A few of the ghosts at the door quarreled, they locked the mountain village at the beginning, and then controlled all the living people, locked them in one place, ready to share the spirit of these people.

More than a dozen villagers had died, and the rest of the villagers had no idea when it had happened, they only knew that as soon as they walked out of this house, they would immediately faint and never wake up again, and this house was the only one they could rely on.

As everyone knows, it's just those ghosts who treat them as livestock and keep them in captivity.

"These pigs and dogs are inferior to things!"

Hu Mingchen held the Dao Sword in his hand tightly, and there was a sinister aura in his eyes.

"There are too many of them, and they are all thousands of years old. We don't have a lot of odds to win. ”

"The odds are not high, so should the people still be eaten like food by these dogs?" Hu Mingchen began to think about his talisman, "I can't do such a thing." ”

"The donor must be calm, the little monk didn't say no, but we must make sure that the people inside are safe, otherwise those ghosts are likely to threaten us with the people inside as hostages."

Dusty Heart suddenly took out two things from the bag he had been carrying, one was the Vajra Demon Pestle, and the other was a scripture book. Hu Mingchen looked at Chenxin a little strangely, saying that this was the first time he had seen Chenxin use a demon-slaying pestle.

"Next, donor and see."

Dusty Heart went around to the back of the house, opened the scripture book, put the demon pestle in front of it, and began to chant in his mouth.

Hu Mingchen suddenly found that this house was actually surrounded by a layer of faint Buddha light, and those ghosts couldn't feel it.

"Come on, donor."

The dust heart wants to control this layer of Buddha light here to ensure that the yin soul cannot enter. He believed that Hu Mingchen had the ability to deal with a total of five ghosts.

"Hehao Yin and Yang, the sunrise in the east, collect this charm, sweep away the ominous, spit the water of samadhi, put the light of the sun in the eyes, catch monsters to make the sky canopy Lux, break the disease with the suppression of King Kong, subdue the monsters, turn into auspiciousness, urgent as the law."

Since Hu Mingchen and Dao Chen's memories fused, his Dao practice has been rising, and now that his Dao has gone there, he can't tell it himself, but at least it is much more powerful than when he and Zi Beyu joined forces to fight against the phantom split soul. With just a Celestial Dragon Spell, he eliminated all these clouded Yin Spirits. Sure enough, although there are thousands of years of Taoism, the strength of these yin spirits themselves is not even a hundred years.

"Solved?"

After seeing Hu Mingchen coming, Chenxin closed the scriptures and put away the scriptures and the demon pestle.

"Well, let's let those people go."

......

"You're at this level? Lonely hasn't warmed up yet! ”

The Ancient Ghost King was arrogantly standing in front of the nine people at the moment, the yin qi in its hand was flickering with a strange aura, and the nine people supported each other, their energy was running out.

"What time is it?"

"It's past three o'clock, stay up for another three hours, and we'll be successful."

After hearing the time, the faces of the nine people were a little ugly, they had been beaten here for so long, it had only been a few hours, and there were still three hours, and they couldn't bear it anymore.

"You're not moving, are you?"

As soon as the underworld stepped forward, the yin qi in his hand exploded, turning into a rain of light in the sky, swaying on everyone, and an extremely cold spread all over their bodies, and they hurriedly used the remaining energy to expel these yin qi from their bodies.

"Amitabha, why bother?"

At this moment, three middle-aged abbots wearing red and yellow robes folded their hands and slowly walked in front of the nine people. The head abbot blocked the progress of the underworld, and a faint golden light emanated from his body, which were all Buddha lights. The remaining two abbots helped the nine recover.

"Thank you Abbot Huineng, Abbot Huiti and Abbot Huilai."

These three abbots are all well-known in Buddhism, and they have impressed many people with their profound Dharma, and even Taoist people have been impressed by them.

"Three bald donkeys? Dare to come to the bad lonely thing? You're too idle, aren't you? ”

The underworld doesn't seem to have any good feelings for the monk, its face is expressionless, and the yin qi in its hands is even worse, even stronger than the yin qi that attacked Zi Wenqing just now, it turns out that the underworld has not been surging with all its strength just now, but they are still so difficult, the gap in strength is too big.

"Amitabha, donor, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha, you are a ghost king, not to benefit and protect the party, but to harm the world. Donor, the sea of suffering is endless, and turning back is the shore. ”

The abbot of Huineng who was standing at the front sighed, folded his hands, and the Buddha light appeared on his body, and the Buddha light condensed into a 'swastika' in mid-air, blocking all the yin qi of the underworld. The Underworld's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the abbot of Huineng, and in a trance, it saw another monk, that monk, which made it very annoying, but it just couldn't help that monk.

"For a while, the Buddha was in the heavens of Enlightenment, speaking for the mother. At that time, the ten directions of the immeasurable world, it cannot be said that all the Buddhas and the great Bodhisattva Mahasattva came to gather. Praise Shakyamuni Buddha, who can be in the five turbid and evil worlds, and now has incredible great wisdom and supernatural powers, subduing strong sentient beings, knowing the method of suffering and happiness, sending attendants, and inquiring about the world-honored ......"

"Shut up." Stydo's face became even more gloomy, "Lone told you to shut up, didn't you hear?!" ”

A strong yin qi suddenly surged from its body, and these yin qi enveloped Abbot Huineng until Abbot Huineng completely disappeared into the yin qi.

"Abbot be careful!"

"Don't panic donor, Huineng has his own ideas." Abbot Huilai stopped Zi Wenqing, who wanted to rush out, and said lightly, "Huineng is dedicated to pursuing the ambition of the Jizo King Bodhisattva, and this ghost king has a certain relationship with the Jizo King Bodhisattva, so using the "Jizo Sutra" is the best way to restrain it." ”

As soon as the words fell, a gentle golden light broke through the swirling yin qi and revealed little by little. With such a light, Zi Wenqing and the others had to start looking at the abbot of Huineng in front of them.

"Die!"

(End of chapter)