Yang Qi is strong during the day, and Yin Qi is heavy at night, and the Dafa of Ten Thousand Bones Returning to the Heart is the best when it is used at night, but Liang Xingyang chose to cast the spell during the day on the second day, and when the sun rose red and went straight to Zhongtian, he walked to the widest square in Jinshui County with the terrifying Netherworld White Bone Banner, just in front of the Yamen.

He is only ten years old this year, just over a meter tall, a small one, the banner in his hand is more than a foot long, that is, more than three meters, an old pearl as thick as an egg, and a skeleton is held on the top, and below is a banner made of two ribs, and there is a skeleton in the chest, and the white linen cloth of the blood book is shaking in the wind, and the arms and leg bones of people are falling on the lower feet.

Such a thing that looked extremely evil at first glance was firmly grasped by his left hand and walked forward, and the people on both sides of the road looked out through the cracks in the windows, and muttered in their mouths: "What is this Tianbao boy doing?" A few days ago, I gave everyone medicine and saw a doctor, how did I get such a skeleton shelf today? It's weird to look at. ”

The people who had been helping to concoct the medicine in his yard these days were also incredulous, and they wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask, and they all followed carefully behind.

When he arrived at the spacious place at the entrance of the yamen, Liang Xingyang stopped and looked at the sky.

He took a deep breath and began to dance the flag, pinching and chanting mantras.

This banner and the Dafa of Ten Thousand Bones are very evil, the banner shook for a while, the yin wind suddenly rose, shook twice, flew sand and stones, shook three times, the black evil gathered, and then became thicker and thicker, the yin wind howled, rolling up black haze and clouds covered the clear sky, and the whole county seemed to have entered the black sand world!

The whole city was alarmed, but no one came out to stop it. The county officials came with the escort because he was there, and they couldn't control the place, and the place couldn't control them. He was recommended by Bai Langqi, the governor of Kunyuan, Bai Langqi is a needle faction, Jian Dongcheng is also a needle faction, Jian Dongcheng regards him as his own person, and he will not care deeply. Qu Yini of the Mirror School is the chief soldier of Ningzhou, and he can't control him.

The four immortal gates also chose to watch on the wall, because of the battle of the bellows gorge, they all found that this child did not have a teacher, but the swordsmanship was surprisingly high, it was really not easy to with, mysterious and powerful, and they all hoped that others would test it, and they would never make a bird.

That Thousand Bell Dao was so angry that he jumped to his feet: "That kid is openly cultivating the magic of the White Bone Sect here!" It's clearly a thief! Be in the league with the rebellious bone thieves! This is calling friends and companions, to cooperate with the inside and outside, and recruit the people of the White Bone Sect to rob the torture car! ”

Qianlang Daoist shook his head and smiled bitterly, Qianshu Daoist pretended to be deaf and dumb, and Qianhe Daoist was silent. The three of them didn't move, and the juniors didn't dare to say anything even if they had emotions, and it was useless to say it.

The wind outside began to gradually stop, and the clouds were still thick, quietly pressing on people's heads, and the yin qi was getting thicker and thicker, making people feel cold.

With Liang Xingyang's incantation, the corpses in all corners began to tremble, they were like soldiers on duty, "waking up" from death, trying to support their broken bodies, some were still on the bed, some were hidden under the bed, some were stuffed in the tank, some were buried in the earth, and they tried to get back up......

The family members of the corpse were frightened, their hands and feet were cold, and they stood in the corner of the wall, not daring to move.

There were those who dared to push the corpses down again, but these corpses became infinitely powerful, and they did not feel pain, broke free from all shackles, and persistently walked out of the house, gathered on the large and small roads, and walked to the square in front of the yamen.

The white bone banner skeleton in Liang Xingyang's hand had already "lived", he shook his head, looked east and west, the red light in the cranial cavity was shining, the blue fire in the eye socket was churning, and wisps of black smoke were emitting from his mouth.

The skeleton's mouth opened and closed, and it was chanting incantations, in fact, it was summoning these corpses, summoning its own kind!

Corpses walked out of the houses with or without people, and gathered on the large and small roads, men and women, old and young, some highly decomposed, their intestines dragging outside, some less hands and feet, crawling on the ground little by little......

Let the wind and rain blow, let the fire and thunder split, as long as the bones are still there, you can move forward with a load!

The closer to the square, the more corpses gathered, bustling, like a market for the living, rushing to Liang Xingyang together.

Liang Xingyang held the white bone flag, stood there, looking at these alive rotten or broken corpses, from their bodies, he could still feel their unwillingness before death, and feel their dying anger!

Dilapidated houses, damp beds, muddy streets......

Woman lying in bed coughing up blood frantically...... The old man who struggled to fight for his life with a high fever shook ...... Children with vomiting and diarrhea and incontinence convulsions......

A large number of gloomy pictures poured into Liang Xingyang's mind, either completely or in pieces, and countless negative emotions poured into his heart like a tide!

Ten thousand bones return to the Dafa, and the practitioner must empathize with those white bones, empathize with them, and work with one heart and one heart to summon them.

A grudge, a little hatred, a drop of blood and tears, a period of despair, a burst of grief...... It's like the past that happened to me, and I feel the same for everything!

All the corpses gathered in the square and did not move again.

Looking at the tall and short, tattered corpses in front of him, Liang Xingyang felt infinite compassion, looked up at the blue sky, choked and muttered: "The bones are forested, like trees and forests; The bone is like a knife, such as cutting like a cut; The backbone is like fire, like burning...... Bones are crumbled into powder, and my ditches are filled; My bones are scattered to ashes, and the fertile soil that feeds me ...... Gather my remnant soul! The backbone lasts forever, protect my children and grandchildren! ”

After chattering, tears finally couldn't help but gush out, and all the corpses also followed him, and low roars welled up from their throats, some like broken bellows, some like sawn wood, and some could only whisper, but the frequency and tone were surprisingly consistent. They echoed the tone of Liang Xingyang's incantation, as if they had suffered a lot in life and more torture after death, and at this moment, they finally found the support in their hearts.

"The backbone lasts forever! The backbone lasts forever! Liang Xingyang waved the white bone flag, and the corpses gathered on their own, and sat close together.

Turquoise flames erupted from the mouths of the skeletons on the flags, staining the heavens and the earth with dark green paint, and fell on the corpses, wrapping them up and continuing to burn.

The corpse didn't feel the pain, and was dressed in green fire, and followed Liang Xingyang to continue to recite the hymn of the white bones, although there were difficulties, but he could still vaguely understand: "The bones are condensed, gather my remnant soul...... The backbone lasts forever, protect my children and grandchildren......"

In this hoarse chanting, the skin, flesh and organs of thousands of corpses quickly turned into ashes, turning into bones as white as jade, like handicrafts, without the slightest pollution.

The green fire continued to burn, and after a cup of tea, the bones also shattered and disintegrated, turning into extremely fine dust of robbery......