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Chapter 324 Monks and ghosts collude with each other, this is a tradition

Guancen Mountain is a very magical mountain, only separated by a watershed. On the sunny side is a perennial burning kiln. The red color of the mountain is comparable to the "Flame Mountain".The shady side is the perennial ice cave, with steep boulders, icicles, and ice waterfalls and glaciers, comparable to the 'Frozen Throne'!
A sword light streaked across the sky and landed in front of the ice cave in the north. The sword light disappeared, revealing Kong Qing's figure.

"You said that the ghost king from Turkic really lived here?"

Kong Qing looked at the dark, eerie ice cave in front of him, and turned to look at the dragon girls behind him.

"Pindao doesn't seem to feel any yin energy?"

"My lord, in the center of this ice cave is an excellent shade, because the structure of the ice cave forms a large natural formation, locking all the yin energy in the middle, so you can't feel it. "

It was Mrs. Hua who was speaking, and it seemed that because of Dulong's death, she spoke in a more respectful tone now.

"The ghost you saw last time who dared to snatch the soul of a baby in the street was controlled by this ghost king."

"In the past two days, my lord, you have killed the poisonous dragon, killed the evil tiger, and wiped out the nearby spirits..."

Madam Zhen continued on the sidelines.

"Now the Turkic Ghost King is the only one around Mayi. As long as he gets rid of him, there will be no more powerful monsters near Mayi City."

"So good!"

Kong Qing nodded in a good mood, and then took out a flashlight from his sleeve.

"Let's go!"

A few minutes later, Kong Qing and the dragon girls came to the shade in the center of the ice cave.

Seen from the outside, this shaded land is surrounded by thick black mist. Even the light of the flashlight in Kong Qing's hand can only shine a few meters away, making it difficult to get in.

Kong Qing looked intently, only to see that there was a great haze in front of him, and countless pillars made of black mist stood upright in the cave, moving slowly towards the surroundings.Sometimes the two pillars touched each other, and then there was a sound of howling ghosts and wolves, and then the two pillars collapsed at the same time, turning into a large cloud of black mist, rolling and scattering.

"It's so dark!"

Several dragon girls subconsciously showed disgust and took a step back.

For gods like them, although this kind of yin energy is not like mortals who will get sick or die when they touch it, they are unwilling to touch it.

"Good place..."

After seeing these yin qi, Kong Qing not only showed no fear, but was ecstatic for a while.

"receive!"

Following the voice, the yin qi accumulated in this yin ground rolled up instantly, and then, as if attracted by something, it turned into a horizontal tornado, and finally fell into Kong Qing's sleeve.

The dragon girls standing behind Kong Qing looked at each other and blinked.

They had thought of many ways to deal with these yin qi before, but they never imagined that someone would directly pack and take away all these yin qi.

By the way, isn’t yin qi harmful to living people?
As the yin energy gradually decreased, the gloomy place in front of him gradually became brighter.

Losing the cover of the black mist, some ghostly figures living in this shade also appeared in their eyes. These ghosts were sparse, not as many as the dragon girls said before.

Seeing the yin qi that I depend on for a living being sucked away by the Taoist priest in front of me like a long siphon of water, these ghosts showed complicated expressions on their faces, as if they wanted to stop them, but they didn't have the guts.

Swish!
Accompanied by a light sound, the last trace of Yin Qi also fell into Kong Qing's sleeve.He flicked his sleeve casually, and strode into the shadowy place that was not at all gloomy, his sharp eyes swept across the fearful ghosts present.

"Which of you is that Turkic ghost king?"

After hearing Kong Qing's words, the ghosts below immediately panicked for a while, and then they pushed me and I pushed you for a long time before an old ghost dressed in plain clothes who looked like a farmer was arrested. Pushing it out, he replied tremblingly.

"Shangxian, the ghost king is not here anymore!"

"not here……"

There was a puzzled look on Kong Qing's face.

"He's not here, where can he go?"

"Someone is not too clear..."

The old farmer saw that he was the kind of honest person, trembling all over, and replied Qiqiaiai.

"Maybe it's back to the grassland!"

"Back to the grassland?"

Kong Qing's eyebrows twitched.

"What is he going back to the grassland for?"

"Is such that……"

The wrinkled old ghost explained hesitantly.

"Two days ago, after the masters of the Buddhist sect came to save others, the ghost king immediately packed up his things and left. He said that he hadn't returned to his hometown for a long time, so he wanted to go back to the grassland to have a look. He also said that he might not come back in the future. "

"what?"

The amount of information in this sentence is a bit large, and Kong Qing couldn't make sense of it for a while.

The masters of Buddhism would come here routinely to save the souls of the dead, and after the monks came, the Turkic ghost king immediately packed up his things and left, saying that he wanted to go back to his hometown...

This should be the monk tipping off the ghost!

Do these monks have such a good relationship with ghosts?
Then, Kong Qing remembered the things he saw in Chang'an when the monasteries slandered the Taoist priests among the ghosts when they set off flames, and incidentally asked the ghosts to give pointers to their relatives in the world.

It turns out that not only the monks in the city can play, but also the monks in the village!
No wonder later Buddhism almost unified the world, and the monks' brains were much more flexible than Taoist priests like myself who only knew how to draw swords.

"Lord..."

The dragon girls behind them looked at Kong Qing's somewhat uncertain expression, and quickly explained.

"The sisters of the slave family really don't know that there are still monks who come here regularly to make offerings."

"Pindao understands!"

Kong Qing waved his hand, his tone relaxed.

"This matter has nothing to do with you..."

As he spoke, Kong Qing casually threw an identification technique on the old ghost in front of him, then glanced at the value of good and evil, and flicked his sleeve.

"Do it, take it!"

Swish!
After a soft sound, the old ghost disappeared without a trace.

Seeing the inexplicable disappearance of the old ghost, the remaining ghosts who were already trembling immediately exploded and began to flee in all directions...

At this moment, several dragon girls raised their hands at the same time and waved them in the air.

"Water Curtain Tianhua!"

In an instant, a huge water shield appeared out of thin air, and in the desperate eyes of these fleeing ghosts, they were all buckled inside, and then Kong Qing moved with a spiritual thought.

"receive!"

A quarter of an hour later, a ray of sword light rose from the shadowy side of Guan Cen Mountain, across the sky, and flew in the direction of Mayi, while several dragon girls rode the clouds and returned directly to the Tianchi Lake in Guan Cen Mountain .

After Jian Guang and Yun Cai left, a ghost with a black body filled with black air cautiously poked his head out of a forest near the ice cave, and then shrank back.

"Ghost King, the Taoist priest from the Taishi Bureau should have left, can we go back?"

"hold on……"

In the woods, a ghost dressed like a Turkic warrior held his chin with his hands, with a thoughtful look on his face.

"The Han people are very cunning. It's hard to say whether he will come back quietly. We'll wait and go back at night. Keep watching..."

"Yes!"

After hearing the ghost king's words, Li Gui agreed, slipped to the side of the woods, and carefully peeked outside.

But this time the ghost king's worries were obviously unnecessary. They waited until night and didn't see the Taoist shoot a carbine. After the moon went up to the east mountain, the Turkic ghost king finally stood up from the woods.

"Looks like someone tricked that Taoist this time, let's go back now!"

"Hah!"

Hearing the ghost king's words, all the ghosts present raised their hands and let out a deep howl, as if they were very excited.

There is no way, compared with that shady land full of yin, although the forest they are in is not far from the ice cave, but the yin is pitiful, and the group of them stay here like fish that have landed on the shore , very uncomfortable.

When this group of ghosts entered the ice cave again under the leadership of the ghost king and returned to their original territory...

They were all stunned!

I saw that the dense fog-like cloudy air disappeared without a trace, and the empty cloudy place was as clean as if it had been exposed to the sun for more than ten days, although they could still feel a trace of cloudy air. Qi is gathering here, but it is not something that can be done in three to five years if you want to restore it to the way it was before.

"Damn Daoist!"

The ghost king dressed as a Turk jumped three feet high when he saw the scene in front of him.

"He actually destroyed a certain class's home..."

Before they finished speaking, a woman in a red dress suddenly appeared in front of them, and with a flick of the red sleeve in her hand, an ancient mirror as beautiful as the bright moon was suspended.

"Photo!"

When seeing the woman appear, almost all the ghosts showed confusion in their eyes, and even a few ghosts started to pant like living people.

"cut!"

As soon as the words fell, a bright sword light appeared out of thin air, moving back and forth among these fierce ghosts, invincible wherever it passed.

In the chaos, no one noticed that a ghost king dressed as a Turk quietly escaped from the control of the woman in the red skirt. He took advantage of the chaos and lay down on the ground, carefully crawling towards the ice cave next to him.

Three meters, two meters, one meter...

Just as he was about to climb into the ice cave, he suddenly felt a burning sensation in front of him. The ghost king raised his head, only to find a general who was surrounded by flames and held a long sword emitting flames in his hand. She was standing in front of her, looking at him expressionlessly.

After seeing him look up, the god general raised the flaming long sword and slashed at him.

"what……"

The Ghost King uttered a loud cry in an instant.

"And stay..."

With a calm voice, the flaming long sword stopped only a few centimeters away from the ghost king. The long sword, as hot as the sun, scorched his face and sizzled with black smoke.

Kong Qing walked over slowly, flicking his sleeves.

"This guy is still useful, take it!"

　The natural landscape of Guancen Mountain in Shanxi mentioned in this chapter is not fabricated, but Mengxin saw it with his own eyes. Of course, the cold and the hot are not as exaggerated as Mengxin wrote, but they are absolutely distinct, and people can't help but sigh the magic of nature.

　　In addition, the story of the collusion between the monk and the ghost king comes from "Guang Yi Ji". In the legendary novels of Tang Dynasty, there are many stories about monks who are unbearable, but there are also stories about scholars who are unbearable. Some stories are very similar, that is, the protagonist changes from a monk to Becoming a Taoist priest is very interesting to read in comparison. From these stories, we can also see the intensity of religious struggles at that time.

　　
　
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