"The Taishang Lingbao has no measure of the people's superior quality scriptures!" Ye Zhou was surprised, not knowing why this old Taoist would make this request.

But after thinking about it, he faintly guessed the thoughts of this old way.

Taishang Cave Xuanling Treasure is the opening sutra of the orthodox Taoist collection, known as the head of the group of scriptures, the sect of ten thousand laws, and the source of all laws, which can help people ascend to heaven and transcend the sea of suffering.

Could it be that this old way is trying to ......?

Seeing that Ye Zhou understood his intentions, Lao Dao nodded and said: "Our master and apprentice are already like this, sooner or later they will be destroyed, instead of scattering their souls, it is better to ask Xiaoyou to chant the scriptures to surpass us, maybe there will be a chance to reincarnate in the past!"

"Master, why do you want to do this? It's not a pity for the apprentice to die, but the master's cultivation is profound, and there is still hope, there are so many ...... buried under this mountain" Seeing that the master could not escape into destruction, Wei Dongling cried.

"That's enough!" Seeming to know what she was going to say, Lao Dao shouted in a deep voice, interrupting her words coldly, "How can we do this kind of thing? Even if the Bishan Sect is extinct, we can't lose the purpose of the sect's thousand-year inheritance." Don't talk about digging up ancient tombs!"

His voice was solemn, full of flavor that could not be refused.

Looking at her appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, Lao Dao sighed again, "Idiot, you have a stubborn personality, when you secretly went down the mountain, I had a hunch that you would suffer a big loss because of this, but now that you have become a ghost, a person who has died once, why can't you still see it? We have become this ghost, and we are only staying in the world for a long time, so why struggle in vain. Besides, now that the gods, demons, demons and demons of heaven and earth are extinct, this mountain was once the most dangerous place in heaven and earth, and now there is no threat at all. This mountain no longer needs a guardian, and the mission of the Mountain Sect should be over!"

"Yes, master!" Wei Dongling also lowered his head when he heard what the master said, as if he had accepted his fate, his face full of sadness.

"Don't be sad! Dust to dust, earth to earth, life and death are the laws of the reincarnation of heaven and earth, as long as you don't become an immortal for a day, you can't get rid of it for a day. I can see you for the last time before I die, my wish has been fulfilled, and I can leave with confidence!" Lao Dao smiled and touched her head.

Ye Zhou looked at it from the side and secretly admired, there is a great terror between life and death, not everyone can be so calm, this is the true nature of a cultivator.

"Little friend, please do something, it's time for our master and apprentice to leave!" Lao Dao smiled calmly.

"I don't know how to go over?" Ye Zhou asked again.

Transcendental Dharma requires specific means, and he has always practiced in the wild way, which he has never learned.

"Do you know the method of the truth? The Sutra must be recited in order to be effective!" Lao Dao was slightly surprised.

Ye Zhou shook his head.

"Okay, I'll give you a part of the opportunity first!" he waved his hand, and suddenly a scroll of Dao Sutra floated into Ye Zhou's hand.

Ye Zhou took it and took a look, and found that the four ancient seals of "Mantra Mantra" were written on it.

He opened it and found that the text of this book was simple and difficult, and the book was yellowed, obviously an ancient book with a long history, and the font had a kind of Taoist rhyme between the lines, revealing an ethereal artistic conception.

The essence of the formula recorded on it is even more remarkable, expounding the mysteries of the Great Dao.

It turns out that the Tao gives birth to all things, all things in heaven and earth are avenues, and all things in heaven and earth can enter the Tao.

If you find the Dharma, words also have great power, and they are inspired by the true element and exert all kinds of incredible mysteries, which is a strange method that few cultivators are proficient in.

And the best thing is that this mantra technique does not need other media, and only uses words to function, which is very suitable for the current world of the end of the Dharma where there are few resources for cultivating the truth.

The nine-character true recipe practiced by Ye Zhou has some subtleties of the true word technique, and if it can be matched with it, it may be able to exert greater power.

He didn't expect that he would be lucky enough to learn this technique, it was a complete accident.

With this mantra alone, he didn't lose anything when he came to the Bishan Sect this time, and it was not in vain that he deliberately spared the souls of Wei Dongling, the two devils, and worked tirelessly to bring them back to the Bishan Sect.

Ye Zhou bowed to the old Dao from afar, and found a remote corner on the ninth floor of the pagoda, and carefully flipped through it.

Seeing that he was looking seriously, Lao Dao nodded, didn't say much, and turned to catch up with Wei Dongling's mother and son.

Ye Zhou kept reading and comprehending the magic of the method, and couldn't help but admire.

This mantra is really mysterious, and it is similar to the Fu Seal, but it is different from the Fu Seal in writing a charm on the rune paper.

The mantra is based on the true element as the ink, the idea as the pen, condensed into an invisible pattern in the body, and then inspired by the true element, just like the invisible seal in the void to leave the true element imprint, play all kinds of unbelievable means, so it is called the true chapter.

Therefore, the mantra method is also known as the mouth with the true chapter, if you can practice to a high level, you can even control the spell with words, and reach the level of words and the law.

But this is already a mythical realm, and it is almost impossible for anyone to practice it now.

Ye Zhou had experience in drawing talismans, learned extremely quickly, and quickly mastered the knack of using words to stimulate the true element.

"Hum, ha, zha......" He slammed between his mouth and nose, spitting out words one by one, like a golden bell ringing in the void, resounding all around, echoing for a long time, with a power that penetrates into people's hearts and cleanses the soul.

Seeing this, Lao Dao smiled loudly, "Xiaoyou, you are really talented, and you have learned the method of mantra so quickly!"

"The predecessors are too famous!" Ye Zhou's face was flat, not surprised or pleased.

"Okay! Next, please Xiaoyou!" said Lao Dao with a smile, his eyes were already looking down on life and death.

Ye Zhou looked at them and found that Wei Dongling's face had finally calmed down, with a penetrating understanding of life and death.

The body of the evil ghost cannot last forever in today's world, and instead of exhausting the yin qi and scattering the soul, it is better to enter reincarnation as soon as possible, and maybe there is still a chance to be reincarnated.

Of course, it is still important to say whether there are six reincarnations in this world, but no matter what, ghosts residing in the world are harmful to others and themselves after all.

Obviously, this Wei Dongling has come to his senses.

"Let's get started!" said Lao Dao, sitting cross-legged on the futon with a solemn face.

Ye Zhou nodded, and the true yuan in his body agitated, and began to recite.

"Daoyan: In the past, in the beginning of the blue sky, the blue fell into the empty song, the great floating Li soil, and the people of the beginning of the Yuan were immeasurably high-quality. Yuan Shi Tianzun should say that it is a scripture, and he will return to ten times to summon the ten directions. Beginning to be a seat, the innocent god, the saint and the high-honored, the wonderful real person, the martingale number, came in the air. Feiyun Danxiao, green Qionglun. The feather cover hangs down, ** jade light. The five colors are lush, and the hole is full of space. Seven days and seven nights, the heavens, the sun, the moon and the stars, Xuanji Yuheng, stopped for a while. The kamikaze is silent, and the mountains and seas hide clouds. There is no floating sky in the sky, and the four breaths are clear. A country's land, mountains, rivers and forests, Myanmar is first-class, and there is no complexity. The soil is made of jasper, and there is no different color. The Seat of the Truth. ......”

Every word is like a golden stone striking each other, there is a sound, and the tongue blooms with spring thunder, echoing in the ears and going straight to the hearts of the people.

Ye Zhou's face was solemn, and solemn and grand words came out of his mouth, and the Taoist voices were bursting, like a celestial chanting, making people's souls transcend as if they had entered the time and space of the saint's preaching, transcending eternity.

Unconsciously, the true yuan in his body surged out wildly and was quickly consumed.

Wei Dongling's two devils seemed to be infected, sitting cross-legged in the void, their faces solemn and solemn, and the anger in their hearts dissolved invisible, and there was a peaceful atmosphere.

Their bodies gradually returned to nothingness, emitting bursts of clear light from the inside out, as if the essence of their souls had been sublimated, and the next moment they were about to transcend the world.

This Sutra has such a miraculous effect!

Seeing such a vision, Ye Zhou felt more and more that the avenue was profound, and there were endless mysteries that he did not know.

"Huh?" suddenly his eyes moved, and he looked elsewhere.

I saw that under the shroud of the truth, the old Tao's body did not move, and there was nothing unusual.

Ye Zhou's face didn't move, I don't know what the hell this old man is doing?

I obviously want to be detached, why do I have the heart to stay in the world now?

"Thank you Ye Daoyou!" Wei Dongling's figure gradually rose, and he suddenly bowed to Ye Zhou, and then turned around and kowtowed to Lao Dao, "Master, goodbye!"

Lao Dao smiled calmly, "Apprentice, you go first, and you will arrive soon as the teacher!"

Wei Dongling nodded with a smile, suddenly hugged the devil, and said softly and gently: "Child, don't be afraid! Mom is with you, never separated!"

"Babble!" the devil innocently stretched out his hands and hugged his mother tightly.

The mother and son ghosts had a smile on their faces, and their souls kept rising into the air, suddenly twisting and turning into nothingness, I don't know if they completely dissipated or really entered the legendary six realms of reincarnation.

Lao Dao watched this scene quietly, his eyes deep.

The chanting stopped abruptly, and Ye Zhou suddenly shouted in a deep voice: "Senior, it's time for you to show your true colors now!"

"Hmm, what are you talking about?" the old man's eyes stared straight at him, and his gaze was strange.

Ye Zhou's body tightened, and he only felt that he was being targeted by an unknown terrifying existence.

"Who the hell are you?" Ye Zhou shouted coldly, "You are by no means the master of the Bishan Sect. You can't save people through the scriptures, you are a ghost cultivator, and your Taoism is too deep, and you are not a new ghost at all!"

"Haha! You junior has really keen eyesight!" The truth was dismantled, the old man was not shocked and rejoiced, laughed, and his body changed rapidly, expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye, and bursts of black gas came out of his body.

The cold ghost qi suddenly condensed into substance, forming a gray mist, and the cold that penetrated deep into the bone marrow swept in mightily.

Ye Zhou fell into an ice cellar, feeling that the temperature in his body was sucked away, and he couldn't see clearly in the gray surroundings, and he was vigilant to the essence in his heart.

What kind of monster is this, why is it pretending to be the master of the Bishan Sect, and what is its purpose?......

Click, click, click!

A strange sound sounded in the ghostly mist.

Ye Zhou tried to open his eyes wide, only to see a body in the dense fog rapidly grow larger, and after a while, it grew to more than ten meters tall, as if it was all camouflage before, and now it is its true face.

Rumble!

A gust of wind swept in, parting the ghost mist.

A large burly body walked over and slammed on the ground.

Ye Zhou fixed his eyes and saw that this was a giant ghost with a one-horned human body and a cow's hoof on his head!