Chapter Seventy-One: The Ghost Infant Disaster III

"It's not good, I'm afraid that the barrier to suppress the ghost baby has been broken," the old host couldn't help but shout when he heard the babbling from the temple outside. "Hurry up and suppress," a group of old monks heard this and hurriedly rushed out of the door, and when they looked up, they saw that there were countless ghost babies rushing down in the sky above the temple at this time, fortunately, there was a transparent barrier outside the temple to block them, otherwise, those little monks who had not yet reached home were afraid that they would suffer. "Master, what is this—what is this," there were several little monks standing next to the temple with the cremation furnace, they were following their respective masters, at this time, one of the youngest monks had been frightened by the large group of ghost babies in the sky above and sat on the ground, heard the voice and turned his head to look, stumbling at his master and asking loudly. Without waiting for the little monk's master to speak, he heard the old host mention the dantian and shouted: "Everyone wait, sit and recite the scriptures, don't move your mind." The voice of the old monk spread throughout the monastery, and some of the frightened little monks calmed down, meditating in groups or alone, all sitting cross-legged on the ground and whispering the scriptures. Masters, what the hell is going on? I once passed by the tombstone that suppressed the ghost baby this afternoon, and saw that the barrier on it should still be intact, why did it suddenly break? Wang Shuo walked out of the temple, thought about it, couldn't help but reach out and touch the old host's arm and whispered to him. Alas! The old host sighed lightly and explained: "That suppression barrier was jointly set up by our masters, and now because of the sudden death of the junior brother and his disciple, the rune on the barrier is suddenly missing, so that the ghost babies can drill out of it." "I see," Wang Shuo nodded and fell silent, but he thought in his heart: "It seems that this matter has a lot to do with me, so even if I don't mention the master's life-saving grace, I have to do it." At this moment, a group of ghost babies who were blocked by the temple's guardian barrier saw that no matter how much they collided and bitten, they couldn't rush into the temple, and they couldn't help crying and making a fuss one by one, like normal babies who wanted toys but couldn't get them, and splashed outside the barrier. This group of little guys," an old monk suddenly snorted and shook his head, and then asked the old host in a low voice: "Senior brother, it should be okay, right?" The old host stood there silent for a while, and after a while, he mentioned the qi of the dantian and shouted: "Everyone, wait for you, take the qi of the dantian, and recite the Great Compassion Dharani Sutra with me." As soon as the old host's voice fell, all the monks in the monastery who were meditating and chanting the sutras changed their scriptures at the same time, and at the same time recited aloud the Dharani Sutra of Great Compassion that the old abbot said. Under Wang Shuo's gaze, as the sound of scriptures in the temple became louder and louder, clusters of golden scripture sound waves of different sizes slowly rose from various places in the temple, and these scripture sound waves seemed to be controlled by people, and finally gathered a large group of sound waves more than 300 meters long and more than 300 meters wide. "Brothers, come with me to suppress the ghost baby," after speaking, the old host sat cross-legged on the ground, folded his hands and read the scriptures aloud. "Yes," a group of old monks responded and sat cross-legged behind the old host, recited the scriptures with him, released the scripture sound waves into the large group of scripture sound waves above, and jointly controlled the large group of scripture sound waves to move towards the direction of the enchantment, and they were about to suppress the large group of ghost babies outside. "Babbling?" The ghost babies outside the enchantment tilted their heads and looked down in confusion, and suddenly, one of the ghost babies screamed loudly, and threw themselves forward and rolled with another ghost baby, rolling back and forth twice, and suddenly, the two ghost babies gradually merged together, and a slightly larger ghost baby appeared in place. "Babble," the older ghost baby waved his chubby black and transparent hand and shouted, and saw that the ghost babies on the side all moved, and the two of them joined together, and after a while, they merged into a slightly larger ghost baby. "Hubble?" All the ghost babies were synthesized, and the older ghost baby who appeared first raised his hands and grabbed a ghost baby beside him, regardless of the ghost baby's soft whispering full of questions, he pounced forward and stirred with it, and after a while, it merged together again, and a larger ghost baby appeared in place. Seeing the movements of this ghost baby, the other ghost babies did not wait for it to remind again, and continued the previous actions, two by two, and soon completed the synthesis again. "My God," secretly exclaimed, Wang Shuo couldn't help but swallow when he saw the movements of those ghost babies outside the enchantment, only to feel his right eyelid jumping wildly, raised his hand to cover his suddenly somewhat dull chest, and couldn't care about disturbing or disturbing the old monks' chanting, and couldn't help but snort softly: "This group of ghost babies can be fused together at will?" And with the fusion between them, their respective ghost qi and resentment are growing exponentially, if they continue to merge like this again, wouldn't they finally be fused by them to create a big ghost king? As if hearing Wang Shuo's soft call, the old monks opened their eyes one after another, looked up, and just saw the third fusion of the group of ghost babies, and couldn't help but be stunned. What's going on? An old monk exclaimed. Not good, these ghost babies have been suppressed together for decades, so they can merge with each other. Ladies and gentlemen, we have to speed up our movements, otherwise, it will be difficult to deal with in the end," the old host pondered for a moment and said his speculation, and with a wave of his big hand, he led the old monks behind him to recite the scriptures again, controlling the sound waves of the scriptures above to speed up and rush towards the outside of the enchantment, just to suppress the ghost babies before they were completely fused. "Babbling," the ghost babies saw the movement of the sound waves of the large scripture below, as if they knew that if they were trapped by it, they would suffer, so one by one, they let out a rapid babble and leaned back together again, and began the fourth fusion. It may be because of the reason why the scripture sound waves are spread out in a large area, or it may be because the amount of this scripture sound wave is too large, in short, even if the old monks are in a hurry to die, the speed of this large piece of scripture sound waves is not too fast, and by the time it really rushes out of the enchantment, the group of ghost babies has already completed the fifth fusion. Just when everyone in the temple breathed a sigh of relief, in the exclamation of Wang Shuo and a group of old monks, the ghost babies who had reached about 1.78 meters together or raised their hands or feet to hit the scripture sound waves, and they heard a crisp click, and under the gaze of everyone in the temple, the large scripture sound waves were broken like glass. (PS: The computer is finally home.,I didn't get anything.,I've coded out a chapter first...... Let's take a look at the next thing under the anti-virus or something.,Two more today.,Three days from tomorrow.,10,000 words and five chapters updated every day.,If you don't reach what you owe, you'll make it back.,The above ...... )

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