Chapter Seventy-Two: The Ghost Baby Disaster IV
"My God," seeing what was happening outside the barrier, the people in the temple below couldn't help but stop the scriptures in their mouths and tilt their heads in exclamation.
"These ghost babies who have been fused are at least thirty-two times stronger than at the beginning, especially the ghost baby who began to fuse first, and the ghost qi and resentment in its body are thirty-five times stronger than at the beginning. No, we have to find a way to prevent them from merging like this anymore, but how can we stop it? Wang Shuo below stared at the ghost baby outside the enchantment with wide eyes, muttering to himself in his heart while quickly thinking of a way, but in the end, he found that he had no way to face this situation.
"Babbling," shattered the sound wave of the wrapped scriptures, and the ghost babies looked very happy, and their slightly chubby little bodies lay on the enchantment, raising their hands and slapping the enchantment while babbling at the monks below.
"Babbling," at this moment, the ghost baby who was thirty-five times stronger in Wang Shuo's eyes let out a babbling sound, and saw it stretch out a pair of black transparent chubby little hands and grabbed a ghost baby beside him, and forcefully caused it to collide with the ghost baby, and the already huge ghost qi and resentment were immediately stirred, and after a while, a big baby with a height of nearly three meters was fused on the spot.
"Babbling," the three-meter-tall ghost baby had just finished fusing and stretched out his hand to direct the other ghost babies to fuse again, and saw that there were no more dense ghost babies in the sky outside the enchantment, and only a few big ghost babies were still floating there.
The sound of swallowing saliva sounded, and it was the subconscious swallowing of a group of old monks and Wang Shuo.
"Babble," he whispered again, and the ghost baby turned around and crashed into a ghost baby on the side, and the two ghost babies fused together to form a giant ghost baby that was five or six meters high.
"This, this, this," the disciples of the old monks who were sitting on the side were already stammering and speechless.
"Have you reached the level of the Ghost King? If they continue to merge, who else will be able to subdue them in the end? Wang Shuo, who had fought with the Ghost King, looked at the huge ghost baby in the sky and couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart.
"Amitabha," a bitter Buddha horn sounded, and the old host suddenly shouted when he mentioned the dantian's qi: "All the disciples obey the order and leave the temple immediately, and they are not allowed to come back until this disaster disappears." ”
Hearing the words of the old host, the old monks behind him couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and only after a while did they react, and one of the old monks couldn't help but shout softly: "No, senior brother, if the disciples all leave, how should we deal with the ghost babies above?" ”
"What's the use of keeping disciples? The strength of everyone gathered just now could not suppress the ghost baby, and they could only waste their lives if they stayed at this time," the old host sighed without looking back.
"But," the old monk wanted to say anything more, but was interrupted by the old host: "It's nothing, when the disciples leave, remove the enchantment immediately, and then open the enchantment after the ghost baby comes in, if you can't suppress the ghost baby again, then let the enchantment trap them here." ”
"Little friend," said this, the old host turned his head to look at Wang Shuo, opened his mouth and said to him: "Wait a minute, you can also leave, if you still can't suppress the ghost babies, the old monk can only trap them in the temple." ”
Wang Shuo couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this, and said: "Master, our cultivation is the most important thing about cause and effect, this ghost infant disaster has a great causal relationship with me, if you can't solve them here and let them go out to create a disaster, I'm afraid that there will be a catastrophe, so I have to stay here and advance and retreat with all the masters." ”
The old host sighed and nodded, and no longer persuaded him, but once again used his dantian qi and shouted: "All disciples leave quickly, and in twenty minutes, I will open the enchantment and let the ghost baby in." ”
As soon as the old host's words fell, the monks in the temple moved up, and they didn't take anything, they all went into battle lightly, some went to the front door and some walked in the direction of the back door, and soon they all left the temple, standing outside the temple and looking inside, unwilling to leave for a long time.
The people below are moving, and the ghost babies above are also moving, when the monks all came out of the temple, the ghost babies above have already been fused, and I saw a huge baby with a height of ** meters lying on the enchantment staring below, and from time to time he will raise a pair of huge chubby palms to slap the enchantment a few times, and the enchantment is shaken.
"Thousands of ghost babies have fused together," shook his head with a wry smile, and Wang Shuo muttered with a bitter face: "Now, I'm afraid it must at least have the strength of the Great Ghost King." ”
"Brothers, open the enchantment with me, and close the enchantment when the ghost baby comes in," At this time, the old host suddenly snorted, raised his hands to the ghost baby in the sky and read the scriptures aloud.
Seeing this, a group of old monks standing behind the old host hurriedly raised their hands to help, and read the scriptures together to urge the scripture sound waves to move towards the enchantment, and when the scripture sound waves approached the enchantment, they worked together to open the enchantment into a big hole, so that the ghost baby who had been lying on it fell directly in, and then quickly closed the enchantment again.
"Babble~~," the ghost baby fell to the ground from mid-air in a hurry, and couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.
Kicking his legs and sitting up from the ground, the ghost baby stared at this side with a pair of angry eyes, and with a casual copy of his right hand, he lifted up an incense burner placed in front of a temple, and then threw it forward and smashed the incense burner that was not light at Wang Shuo and the others.
"Flash," exclaimed, and Wang Shuo and the old monks hurriedly dispersed to both sides.
"Boom," there was a muffled sound, and the incense burner had smashed a small hole in the ground paved with bricks and stones.
Standing in the distance and looking at the position he was standing on, Wang Shuo couldn't help but shudder, shook his head helplessly, took out three brushes in his left hand and held them in his hand, and took out the money sword in his right hand and walked away, wanting to bypass the ghost baby's line of sight first.
"Bold and evil," the old monks couldn't help but shout angrily when they saw the ghost babies spreading wild in their own monastery.
"Giggles," the ghost baby laughed a few times, as if he had found something fun, and regardless of the old host and others who were not far in front, he staggered to the side, and after a while, he came to the outside of another temple, raised his hand and grabbed the incense burner in front of the door, and under the frightened gaze of the old host and others, he held the incense burner with both hands and smashed it on their bodies.
"Bastard," he scolded angrily, seeing the direction in which the incense burner was smashed, the old monks could only helplessly hide elsewhere, so that the incense burner smashed a big hole in the floor tiles.
"Senior brothers, this ghost baby already has the strength of the Great Ghost King, and the scriptures are afraid that it will not be easy to submit, so I can only find an opportunity to attack with the seal at close range," the old host said in a loud voice helplessly, and rushed forward, seeing that the direction was actually trying to get close to the ghost baby.
(PS: Two points to say, one of them, this kind of always speaking Thai, translation, too annoying and too able to make up words, simply no longer verbose, everyone looks at the heart to know the point, and another, I don't know too much about the scriptures and texts that I read in Thailand, anyway, I won't write too much about Buddhism, I don't understand it myself, so I don't write more, and I will write more about Taoism, so don't be too entangled in the scriptures or something.) )