Exorcists?

All the monks present who heard the words of the monk in Tsing Yi were stunned. Because, no one has ever heard of a soul exorcist among the Shura monks. However, Amu was calm, smiled faintly, and then retreated slightly.

"In that case, Daoyou is tired!"

The monk in green robe arched his hand and smiled, but said nothing more.

Then, when I saw the green-clothed monk again, he looked at the mad and powerful monks on the other side who were ready to rush over at any time, and the corners of his mouth curled. A cold color flashed under his eyes.

Immediately, the Tsing Yi monk sealed his hands, which was an extremely complicated technique. Dao Dao Qingmang, with that seal formula, contains an extremely pure true immortal power.

However, Amu always felt that there seemed to be an extremely strange power contained in the power of the true immortal. It's just that I don't know what kind of power it is, it is hidden in the power of true immortals, and ordinary monks will never be able to discover it.

Jingle Bell - Ding Dong -

Suddenly, in the void, the bell rang crisply.

I don't know when, almost no one, even Amu didn't see clearly, there were already seven more purple small bells in the green mang.

Those bells were simple in style, small and exquisite, but they were somewhat similar to the Dream Demon Soul Summoning Bell hanging from Amu's waist, but they were slightly smaller.

As soon as the seven purple bells came out, the seven purple rays gradually dispersed.

The sound of jingle and jingle is continuous, and the entire Hanji Town seems to be ringing with a fresh and pleasant ringtone. The sound of the bell made all the monks feel a sense of stability and refreshment in their hearts, which was quite like the effect of soul fixing incense.

At this time, all the monks were looking at the monk in green clothes in a daze. Amu also frowned slightly, preoccupied. This monk in Tsing Yi is indeed a strange method.

"He has such a bell, even if he doesn't have soul incense. It should be safe and sound. ”

Ah Mu didn't know if the monk in Tsing Yi could also see those wandering spirits and the faces of the supreme ghosts, but as soon as those bells rang, a qiē really changed.

As soon as the bell rang, the spirits suspended above the monk's head seemed to be much quieter in an instant. The bell seemed to have a thousand magical powers, and the spirit that was originally fangs and claws, with a hideous face, seemed to have encountered something terrible.

However, among the people present, no one seemed to know the seven small purple bells. Those monks who are controlled by the spirits. Some of them began to retreat, as if they were going to return to Cross Street.

It's just that there seems to be some hesitation. And Amu raised his eyes, and at this time, the blood-red coffin shadow in the void exuded endless blood. The face of the supreme ghost god at the crossroads. It was hideous, as if to encourage those wandering spirits.

"Town!" the monk in Tsing Yi naturally saw such a scene. Hurriedly cut off. He didn't give these mad monks a chance.

Seven bells. Endless violet. Everywhere the bell and purple mangs went, all the mad monks were instantly imprisoned. They stand in the void, unable to move, like stakes.

"Take!" the monk in Tsing Yi shouted again. In Amu's eyes, the wandering spirits above the heads of those monks. It seems to be torn vigorously, and it is completely deformed.

"Spirits!" "What a spirit!" Suddenly, someone shouted. Originally. That purple light actually made those geists manifest.

At this time, all the monks in Hanji Town saw those wandering spirits of different styles above the heads of the monks in the void. These spirits surprised all the monks, because they seemed to be spirits from different eras.

No one could explain how there could be so many geistes of all kinds in Hanji Town.

It's just that now these geists have appeared, but they can't howl at all. Only the jingle of bells echoes in the void. It seemed that they were the ones who suppressed the piercing howls of those geistes.

It's just that in an instant, those geists were directly collected by those purple bells, silently. And those monks who were sucked into the blood soul were directly planted in the void.

The spirits were collected, and the bodies were completely dead. Many monks could see clearly, and some relatives and friends naturally stepped forward to take care of the corpse.

Fang Cai Amu had already reminded that naturally no one dared to approach the long cross street. Everyone was cautious, but there was no recurrence.

At this time, Amu saw that the spirits on the long cross street began to slowly decrease. Amu raised his head and frowned, and the blood moon in the void began to sink westward.

The red and black reversed, the blood moon turned from black to red, and the coffin shadow changed from red to black, and then gradually became smaller until it disappeared at one point, which happened to be the reversal of the process that appeared just now.

The spirits on the Cross Street gradually dwindle until they disappear. The light on the cross street also completely faded. In the end, what disappeared was the image of the face of the supreme ghost.

At this time, a qiē looks like the rising moon of the blood moon. It's just that the moon is almost set. The number of monks who have just watched the moon is nearly half. Fang Cai's extremely strange mysterious power that came from nowhere also disappeared and became invisible.

Hanji Town, as if it had regained its calm, as if it hadn't happened.

"Thank you!" "Thank you!"

The monks who had escaped the danger and were safe all bowed their respects to the Tsing Yi people and the Amu people.

It's just that after such a weird and bloody moon viewing, everyone is a little excited. After saying hello, they dispersed, some went back to the inn, and some left Hanji Town directly, and in the end, only Amu and the monk in green clothes were left.

They were staying in an inn and were not in a hurry to disperse.

"Fellow Daoist, good ability! At this time, Amu clenched his fists and said to the monk in green clothes.

"It's just a sacrifice of ugliness!" said the monk in Tsing Yi modestly.

"Dare to ask Daoyou, you can know the origin of those wandering spirits. In this Hanji town, on the fifteenth night, the shadow of the blood moon coffin, how could there be such a strange thing?" Amu asked.

When the monk in green clothes heard this, he shook his head and said, "I won't hide it from you, I just heard about the Hanji Blood Moon a day ago. Why there is such a strange thing, it is not clear below. ”

"Fellow Daoist, can you see those wandering spirits?" Amu asked again.

"I didn't see it! It's just that I can get a reminder from my fellow Daoists to go out and subdue them, otherwise I wouldn't know it's a ghost trick. I would like to ask, but the Taoist friend said that he was not allowed to pass through the cross street, but it has anything to do with it?" asked the monk in Tsing Yi.

"Hmm!" Amu nodded, and then told what he had just seen and did not hide it. It's just to hide the scene of the coffin shadow falling blood in the blood moon, giving those geysers power.

"It seems that most of these geismos have something to do with the shadow of the blood moon!" the Tsing Yi monk frowned when he heard this. In fact, there is no need to speculate on this, it is estimated that everyone will associate it.

"I haven't heard of the name of Daoyou yet, I don't know what a soul exorcist is?" asked Amu with another fist. At this time, Lishui, Bai Wulife, and Mo Wuzhi also had this question in their hearts.

"Daoist friends are polite! Under the name Gan Tianqing, it is a casual cultivation. Back then, by chance, I got seven purple fairy bells. This bell is dedicated to restraining yin qi and gathering souls to exorcise souls. Therefore, sometimes he falsely claims to be a soul exorcist, but everyone laughs. Today, I also took a risk, but I didn't expect it to be crooked. These souls are estimated to be able to buy a lot of money. The self-proclaimed monk in Tsing Yi said with a smile.

"I don't know which family and sect of Daoists are the four?"

"Oh, we are also casual cultivators, we practice together on weekdays, and today we also come to Hanji Town!" Because of this Gan Tianqing, the origin is somewhat special and mysterious, Amu and the others casually reported a few fake names.

"Fortunately, fortunately!" said Gan Tianqing smiled gently, but his gaze paused slightly on Mo Wuxian's body. Fang Caimo's hateless claw shadow has actually revealed his identity as a hateless valley.

"Next, there is still something to do, so I will leave!" Gan Tianqing finally bowed his hand and said goodbye to Amu and the others.

Amu didn't keep a few people, and after Gan Tianqing left, a few people went back to the room.

"Amu, what do you think of that Gan Tianqing?" asked Lishui with a frown.

"I can't see through it!" Amu shook his head, "However, he is by no means an ordinary monk, and he may not even be a true immortal. Those seven bells will never be as simple as he said. You know, those geists have the power of the Blood Moon Coffin Shadow. How can it be an ordinary person who can be subdued so easily?"

Amu told the story of the blood light falling from the shadow of the blood moon coffin again. The blood moon, the ghost coffin, and the water left the water all fell into deep thought.

How could the ghost coffin, one of the nine coffins, be projected into the Blood Moon? The ghost coffin may be on the Blood Moon Continent, but where is it? What does this Blood Moon Coffin portend?

"That Gan Tianqing, maybe he recognized my identity!" Mo Wuxian suddenly remembered the way Gan Tianqing looked at him, which seemed to be slightly different, "Because, what I just performed was the spell of the Hatless Valley." ”

"It's okay!" Amu said, "Let's hide our identities to avoid trouble! There are many disciples in the Valley of No Hatred, how many people can think of you Mo Wu Hatred?"

"That's right!" Bai Wusheng also smiled, "With our combat power, as long as it's not the Heavenly Immortals coming, we don't have to be afraid!

Mo Wuxian nodded and smiled bitterly.

"Amu, just now that Gan Tianqing said that those souls should be bought at a good price, but we forgot to ask, who did he sell this soul to? "Off the waterway.

"Hmm!" Amu nodded, "Gan Tianqing, but a rather mysterious person. May he be a friend and not an enemy!"

"What are we going to do next?" said Bai Wuming.

"It seems that if you want to find out about the Qiē in Hanji Town, you have to visit the old man Tang tomorrow, this Hanji Town is not ordinary. Amu said, "If we can't ask anything and there is no special harvest, then we will follow the original plan to go in the direction of the Valley of No Hatred." ”

"Hmm!" a few nodded.

The blood moon fades away, and half a day is in the sky.

Gan Tianqing, who was separated by two courtyards, was looking at a slightly squinted expression, staring at the jade slip he had just sacrificed, and then gently brushed the green dragon on his cuffs, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

At this time, the corners of Gan Tianqing's clothes seemed to exude murderous aura. (To be continued......)