Chapter 246: Nameless Town

The soul body is a special being, which is inherently insensible and is usually invisible to the naked eye. The Valley of Words And the unjust soul is a kind of mutation from it, which is usually formed by the deceased's extreme anger, resentment, despair, fear and other negative emotions, combined with the soul mutation.

These so-called unjust souls are similar to those heroic spirits on the ancient battlefield, all because of a certain obsession in their hearts before death, and at the same time, they are formed by the special environment in the depths.

However, those so-called obsessions are also good and bad, some are evil obsessions that are unwilling to arise, and some are regretful and will not forget after death.

In short, all visible spirits have one thing in common, and that is that they are unwilling or unable to leave the mortal world after death. However, these unjust souls are not the same as the women in red, the souls of cultivators and ordinary people who have cultivated to a low level have no thinking, only the instinct generated by obsession after death.

Once an ordinary soul becomes an unjust soul, it will neither master the art of spirit cultivation, nor will it look for a host to be reborn, but will only wander endlessly in the yin and yin. If they can't be tempered, they will linger with negative emotions all the time.

However, ghosts are a special case, and destroying them is easy to overkill. Dao Yunchu's mentality has changed greatly recently, and the demonic nature in his heart has been completely suppressed by the Buddha's heart. When he saw these unjust souls, all he thought of was the pain of pity.

I saw Lao Dao Teng sitting cross-legged in the air, and his soul consciousness came out of his body. At the same time, the mouth of this soul body emits a Buddha sound that can only be heard by unjust souls.

Special things are treated specially, and since the soul has no sense of physical objects, Taoists can only use their own souls to purify them. However, he did not master the power of the soul, and he could not use the power of thunder through the soul body to speed up the purification process.

At this time, Dao Yunchu did not dare to directly use the power of immortal thunder, and if he was not careful, this domineering yang power would knock these unjust souls into smoke. He can only chant Buddha sounds in the form of a soul like a monk chanting sutras.

The master and apprentice divided the work of turning ghouls and unjust souls, and after a round, Huo Yingjun's previous unfamiliar and excessive techniques became more and more proficient. Although it is still not as fast as his master, the effect is obvious.

Another day passed, and the number of ghouls surrounding the ruined town dwindled. I believe that in a few more hours, the scholar in yellow will be able to completely dispose of these corpses.

However, the number of unjust souls in the town did not seem to have decreased, but they all quieted down and listened to the old Taoist chanting and chanting Buddha. Even if there is a large number of empty places around them with the reduction of corpses, they no longer wander slowly and aimlessly.

Unconsciously, the son of the Huo family had already dealt with the last wave of ghouls, exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, and moved his mouth from time to time to relieve the stiff muscles in his face caused by chanting Buddha for a long time. As he relaxed, he couldn't help but look up into the air, and saw that his master still didn't move.

Huo Yingjun was once slapped by Lao Dao in two mouths, and then his soul came out of his body to see the soul of the woman in red. At this moment, he guessed that his master should also be in a state of soul out-of-body. Otherwise, the wandering lonely ghosts would not be so quiet.

Sure enough, not long after the time passed, those unjust souls who had quieted down began to become more and more illusory, and there were constantly black and gray evil qi leaving those soul bodies and being sucked by the gray spiritual power group in the sky.

Gradually, the terrifying expressions on the faces of the unjust souls calmed down, and at the same time, their souls became more and more transparent from the unreal, and then slowly disappeared from view.

In fact, the former unjust souls have not completely disappeared, but their resentment, fear, and unwillingness have been expelled under the incessant chanting of the Buddha all day long, thus restoring the original state of the soul invisible to the naked eye.

At this time, Dao Yunchu's soul stopped chanting the Great Compassion Mantra and faintly inspected the hundreds of millions of undead bodies below. After a while, even though he couldn't bear it, he finally opened his mouth.

"You have been wandering here for more than 50 years, and now that the poor path has been tempered by you, don't have any nostalgia for the mortal world, return dust to dust, and don't make mistakes again and again to delay reincarnation.

You also see the origin of this evil qi in the air, and those who violate the order, Hugh blames the Taoist Master for not being polite, and all of them are absorbed and will not be able to be reborn forever. The soul of the Taoist screamed and threatened.

The souls below were suddenly shocked by the words of the old way, and one after another, the spirits gradually disintegrated and dissipated in place, completely returning to nature. For a time, the land of ruins full of gloomy sense was extremely prosperous.

Under the aggressive gaze of Dao Yunchu's spirit body, all the spirit bodies soon dissipated by themselves and returned to heaven and earth. Huo Yingjun was clearly aware of the changes here, and the yin wind that used to be howling was now very comfortable as if the breeze was blowing.

The soul of the wronged soul was successfully transformed into the soul body of the Dao person, and then he opened his eyes and withdrew the gray spiritual power group. Without the great gray shadow obscuring it, a ray of morning light shone on the ruins. Upon closer inspection, countless shoots have emerged from the ruins, which seems to imply the beginning of a new life and the beginning of a new day.

Lao Dao slowly fell from the air, and at the same time, with a wave of his sleeves, the Tsing Yi couple who had been hidden by the formation before were revealed. When the two of them saw that the place that was once full of death, it was now turned upside down, and their faces were incredible.

"Big brother Bai, sister-in-law, don't be in a daze, the master is gone. The yellow-clothed scholar interrupted Bai Qingshan and Hua Qingling's stunned actions, and turned to pursue the Taoist.

The Tsing Yi couple had been in a hidden formation and didn't know anything about what had just happened. As soon as they came out, they not only found that the surrounding environment had undergone incredible changes, but also that the son of the Huo family seemed to have changed a lot.

At this point, the two knew that they might have missed an opportunity, and they looked at each other and rushed to catch up. Thousands of miles of white bones covered the ground, and the old way was only a part of it, and they traveled all the way to the next one, all the way to the unjust ghost ghouls.

Ten days later, the group had come to the land of thousands of miles of bones and the place bordering the Xiaoyao Gate. However, this is different from the border of Liuyun Pavilion, and some villages and towns have existed one after another.

"Hey, how can there be living people settling here before a thousand miles of white bones sit on the ground?" The son of the Huo family looked suspicious, and at the same time asked Dao Yunchu the doubts in his heart.

"As I explained below, after decades of baptism in this once plagued land, some small forces and civilians have migrated here. Although those unjust souls are terrifying, they will not kill people in the end.

Some people in the midst of the war have risked their lives for their lives. And also....... Bai Qingshan explained in detail again, but suddenly stopped.

"But what?" Lao Dao also sighed in his heart when he heard this, after all, the dead still can't fight the living. However, he was full of curiosity about the man in Tsing Yi.

"This matter is really difficult for outsiders to talk about, and the influence of the Xiaoyao Gate within the sphere of influence is affected by its master Le Xiaoyao, and the people are very open. So much so that the population here has become the largest in the Holy Spirit Continent.

Over time, there was a serious shortage of living areas in many cities, and many people settled in the suburbs near the prosperous areas in order to reduce the cost of living and survive. Bai Qingshan's face blushed and told the truth.

"Uh....... When Dao Yun first heard this explanation, he was slightly embarrassed in his heart.

But the Taoist thinks about it carefully, he has a lot of relationship with Nale Xiaoyao, whether it is as an old opponent in the psychic fantasy realm, or the Xiaoyaomen technique obtained from Bai Xiaofan, it is destined that the two will definitely intersect in reality.

"Master, there is a small town ahead, and it should be the last place to reach the realm of Xiaoyaomen. Shall we go over and take a break and ask by the way. The man in Tsing Yi suggested, after all, he was not familiar with this road.

"Well, that's exactly what Poor Dao means. ”

With the consent of Lao Dao, Bai Qingshan took the lead and trotted all the way into the town to find out the truth. The three of them strolled behind, and when they were about to reach the entrance of the town, the man in Tsing Yi had already turned back.

"Master, this is an ordinary town, except for the poor points, which is normal. However, there is an open-air teahouse in the town, and there are a lot of idlers, so you should be able to find out some news. ”

"Well, the souls in the thousands of miles of white bones have been tempered, and the land here will gradually get better in the future. I hope that these displaced and suffering people will have a good home in the future. ”

After Daoyun finished speaking, he strode into the town. It is indeed relatively poor here, and the main street where the group is located should be the main street, and the ground is still potholed and loess. There are many simple houses on both sides of the street, and there are few shops.

From a distance, in addition to the bustling essential shops, there is only an open-air tea stall in the middle of the dilapidated street. At this time, there were a few plainly dressed old peasants, chattering there.

"I'm tired of the shopkeeper, and I'm waiting for some tea to eat. As he spoke, he found a bench and sat down at a small wooden table.

"Yo, it's actually a guest from outside. The Taoist chief waited for a while, and he would come right away. The shopkeeper was a little surprised, but he skillfully picked up the huge bronze spout kettle and began to make tea.

"Shopkeeper, what is this place, how far is it from the Xiaoyaomen area?" Bai Qingshan was very familiar with the news.

"Oh, this town is called Nameless Town, and it is all poor people who fled the famine. As for the Xiaoyaomen area mentioned by the guest officer, it refers to the chic pass! It's not far away, but I'm afraid that a few people won't be able to get through it for a while. The tea vendor said casually.