The night passed, and the cold wind howled, with a strong yin qi, like a ghost screaming.

Fengmen Mountain is only a few miles away from Caotang Village, and as soon as the mountain wind blows, the cold air flow will pour into Caotang Village.

Thanks to everyone, everyone is a person who has cultivation, if it is an ordinary person, no one will die this night, but I am afraid that I will also suffer a serious illness.

But the vision of this night alone was enough to prove that this ghost had to be dealt with, or else something else could easily happen.

And all the people arose, and gathered themselves together before the house of yesterday.

Longhu Mountain also had two disciples of the Zhan generation arrive last night, and a total of 10 people came at this time, headed by Zhang Zhanwu, if you count the disciples of the Zhan generation who came with the Zhan generation, then the number of people is 26.

There was no one in Sooge Mountain, and there were nearly 30 disciples of the 20 Zhanzi generations plus the character holders under the sect.

Because Maoshan came to help from the beginning, some of the disciples like Zhan Yi did not bring their own disciples over, but the number was a little less, a total of 27.

The number of Lianhua Buddha Sect is the smallest, with 10 disciples in the foundation building period, and only 7 disciples of the same generation as the disciples.

"In the past, there are only a lot of dangers among the ghosts, so don't follow the disciples under the sixfold Qi training."

As soon as a few people were summed up, they drew a path, and they did not let the disciples with lower cultivation pass, so as not to have an accident.

Leaving these disciples in Caotang Village, everyone gathered together and formed a team of about fifty people, and hurried towards Fengmen Mountain.

Obviously, it was close to noon, but the closer I got to Fengmen Mountain, the more cold it felt, and the big sun hanging high in the sky seemed to be an ice cube.

This coldness is not the biting feeling of the cold wind pouring into the coat, but it is eerie, and the coldness spreads from the spine down the entire back.

"The gray fog has spread to the foot of the mountain."

Came to the foot of Fengmen Mountain, and soon Zhan Xing's face was not very good-looking, because the gray fog had already spread out, and at a glance, he could only see things a few meters away, and he couldn't see anything further away.

"Senior Brother Zhanxing, let's break through the ghost fog on the periphery first, and then go in."

"Good"

Ghost snake is just a general term, which is a specific environment formed within a certain range under the influence of the power of ghosts.

The ghosts are not exactly the same, and even if the dominant ghost is different, the ghost will change differently.

Some will form independent spaces, like enchantments, while others will form an eerie area under the original environment.

The gray mist in front of you can also be regarded as a ghost, the yin qi is pervasive, the ghost qi is mixed, and the creatures inside are afraid that they are all under the influence of the ghost qi, and they will slowly be devoured by their vitality.

But that's not really the core of the ghost.

If everyone wants to go in, it's still simple, except that the line of sight is blocked, it will be eroded by the ghost qi, even ordinary people can walk in without hindrance, and if they are lucky, they won't be affected if they exit.

But the core ghost is definitely not like this, ghosts are rampant, and if you go in, you don't have any skills, so it's better to die.

"Let's set up."

With such a large range of ghost fog, only the formation can be solved the fastest.

Zhang Zhanwu, Zhan Xing, and Uncle Nine stood up, each holding a gossip mirror, calculating the direction in their hands, and looking serious.

Zhang Ziyu didn't get involved, he knew that this was the three of them choosing the feng shui eye position with the most yang energy, and then with the help of the noon sun yang energy to break through the gray fog in one fell swoop.

"Senior Brother Qianhe, three hundred and twenty meters to the east, put the peachwood sword, and you are in the position of the town."

"Zhanzhi, one hundred and eighty meters to the southeast, you stand there with the gossip mirror, guard the eye position, and listen to my orders."

The three of them looked for the formation together, and the speed was still very fast, and in less than ten minutes, there were already fifteen people who had been arranged out by them, and four or five of them were monks from the Lianhua Buddha Sect.

They split in front of this Fengmen Mountain, standing in the sun, at first glance they were standing randomly, but they were faintly majestic, connected with each other, and had the appearance of a large array.

"Senior brothers, fellow Daoists of the Lianhua Buddha Sect, raise spiritual fire, draw the sun and yang energy, and break through the ghost fog."

Under an order, everyone threw out the spiritual fire talisman in their hands, and some of the Taoist methods were profound, which was to spit out the magic of Samadhi True Fire, but the most eye-catching was the monk of Maoshan Mountain, all of whom painted the talisman in the air, and the spiritual fire talisman was burning in the space, attracting yang energy.

Although I was extremely surprised in my heart, I couldn't ask too much when I set up the formation.

The spiritual fire flew out, converging into a ball, and the magic weapon in their hands was held high above the eyes of the array, and the sun seemed to emit a more dazzling light, and the light of the magic weapon flew out, blending into the spiritual fire, and all of them turned into light and flew into the sky.

In just a moment, the light fell like rain towards Fengmen Mountain, not hurting the plants, but the gray ghost mist turned out to be like meeting a nemesis, and it faded quickly.

In less than ten minutes, at the foot of the mountain, the gray mist had disappeared, revealing the original appearance of trees and shrubs.

"The ghost fog is broken, let's go in immediately, the core ghost is not broken, and these ghost fog will come back sooner or later."

Everyone packed up their magic weapons and immediately walked into the Sealed Gate Mountain, moving extremely fast, after all, the time was limited, if it was night.

No

Even if it's just evening, they're the ones who are afraid of falling into weakness.

Entering Fengmen Mountain, Zhang Ziyu still followed the large army and rushed to the depths of Fengmen Mountain with the people of Maoshan Mountain.

Although the ghost fog has faded, the whole forest still has a lifeless feeling.

The animals either fled, or hung on this tree as dried corpses, and all their essence and blood were sucked dry by the ghosts of the night roaming, and they all looked gloomy for a while.

When everyone saw these situations, their faces were not very good, and this was all caused by the Taiping Sect.

The more you go inside, the more eerie the aura becomes, and at the same time, there are more and more dry corpses on the roadside, many of which are human corpses, all of which are mountain people who have entered the mountains or simply people who have been captured here by the Taiping Sect.

"Damn, these people don't care about human life at all."

Uncle Jiu's face was embarrassed, and the more upright he was in his heart, the more uncomfortable he was when he saw the current situation.

"Amitabha, after we defeat those Taiping Sect demons, we will come to restrain and exceed" for these donors."

The master of the first precept obviously felt uncomfortable too, and those who have truly attained the Tao among the Buddhas naturally have a compassionate heart, but when they see such a tragic appearance, they are afraid that they will now turn into angry vajra.

"Roar"

However, at this moment, a low and hoarse roar suddenly came, and the dried corpses on the ground suddenly moved, their eyes became green and cold, and they looked at the crowd.

"Zombies?"

Everyone's faces changed slightly, Uncle Nine and Zhang Zhanwu looked at the sky fiercely, and sure enough, they didn't know that the sun at noon was already covered by thick clouds.

And as they went deeper, the trees on this Fengmen Mountain were now towering and leafy, but there was not much sunlight to project in.

"Uncles and uncles, let's do it, the first wave of the ghost protectors on the other side is coming."

Zhang Ziyu's expression was calm, and when he arrived at this point, he was about to start testing and fighting bayonets.

Whether this dry corpse is because the yang energy induces the corpse to change, or because someone has awakened it, it is impossible for everyone here to withdraw.

"Yes, it's time to do it."

Everyone pulled out their magic weapons one after another, and at this time, those dry corpses stood up one by one, obviously not a particularly wide shrub area, but it turned out to be nearly two or three hundred dry corpses that stood up by brushing, and there were also dry corpses that continued to crawl out of the ground.

"Roar"

The dry corpse roared hoarsely, and its body shook and rushed quickly, as if it was drowning everyone.

"What doesn't live or die dares to be presumptuous."

(End of chapter)