Taoist chanting

Chapter 722 A Different Experience
After receiving the jade box, Zhang Wenfeng arranged the restraints in the main room, and the room was suddenly dark and gloomy. He removed the yellow talisman on the box, opened the lid and shook his hand, and released five little ghosts who had followed the head of the mountain for many years.

Seeing Guanzhu Zhang, Wu Tuan's black air suddenly appeared in a blurry human form, and tremblingly lay down on the ground to salute.

There is a judge's aura that ordinary people can't feel on the temple master. Even if it is weak, it is a natural deterrent to ghosts.

Zhang Wenfeng already knew that the five little ghosts in front of him had incomplete souls. They were house ghosts left behind by the divination masters who had ascended to the upper realm. Wealth damages yin virtue and leads to hostility. Even if you can transcend into the realm of the underworld, it is difficult to have the opportunity to reincarnate as a human being.

He carefully looked at the karma and hostility of the five ghosts. This matter was related to the origin and elimination of the mountain chief. He was considering a safe way.

The head of the mountain was at a loss, and asked in a low voice: "Is this troublesome?"

Zhang Wenfeng waved his sleeves and put the five little ghosts into the locust tree bottle in the black cloth bag on his waist, and said: "No trouble, I need to put down the altar and do three-day rituals to cleanse the little ghosts of karma."

No matter how big the trouble is, he will help Shan Chang settle it without hesitation.

He told the head of the mountain to buy the big three animals, incense, candles, paper money, plain cloth and other items, and asked Zhang Xuan'an to go to the innkeeper to book all the four nearby guest houses. The purchase was handed over to the head of the mountain. Outsiders help.

After everything was ready, after bathing and changing clothes, Guanzhu Zhang went to the altar that night to cleanse the sins of the five little ghosts who were placed on the left side of the altar. Thanks to him, he rented the front and back yards in advance, and used the power of merit to assist the scriptures to recite the little ghosts. The practice is equivalent to scraping the bones to cure poison. The five little ghosts wailed miserably on the spot and lost their shape, making the yard full of ghosts.

Using a bit of dark energy to protect the little ghost's core, the ghost will not disperse, Zhang Daoshi turned a deaf ear to the little ghost's tragic experience, and continued to chant scriptures.

How can there be such a cheap and good thing if you don’t pay any price and go through reincarnation to be a human being?

The head of the mountain and Zhang Xuan'an burned paper money under the Buddhist altar to chant scriptures, and then rang the Dharma bell. It was the first time for the two of them to see that the ritual cleaning was made like a slaughterhouse. They were secretly frightened, but they would not ask questions.

At the end of the three-day ceremony, the five little ghosts have become a little more transparent, dying, and they really can't survive. Let the Taoist gather all the cleansed ghost energy and cover it on the ghost core, so I feel better. Slow down Slow and resume ghost machine.

Zhang Wenfeng made a secret mark on the little ghost, opened the ghost gate, and solemnly sent the reborn little ghost into the realm of the underworld, and greeted Bai Wuchang through the ring of ghost energy, so that nothing could go wrong, and only after receiving a response did he wave his hand to close the ghost gate .

"Okay, they will reincarnate as humans in their next life."

"Hard work on the subject."

The head of the mountain was overjoyed. The master's ability to save ghosts is mysterious and unpredictable. He opened the door of ghosts and communicated with the nether world. He opened his eyes and gained insight.

He knew that the temple master had paid a lot, and helping the ghosts to cleanse the sins would never be erased out of thin air, they all need to be exchanged by the practitioners with an equal price, and the practitioners usually accumulate merits, which can be used to offset it at this time.

There is no need to say thank you to the temple master, just remember it in your heart, and a salute is enough.

"My brothers are not polite, let's go to the main room to drink tea and talk, this stall will be cleaned up by Xuan An."

Zhang Wenfeng stepped down from the altar, straightened his hair-knot gown, stretched out his hand to greet him, and walked to the main room with the head of the mountain.

Zhang Xuanan swiftly collected the sacrifices, altars and other things in the courtyard, and used the storage space to pretend to take them outside for processing, and then went to the main room to pour tea and water to serve the master and the head of the mountain, and listened to the two masters talking about sects trivial matters.

With one matter on his mind, the head of the mountain stayed for three days, and then he said goodbye and flew back to the Eastern Continent.

Zhang Wenfeng sent away the head of the mountain and his disciples, and the guest house returned to its former tranquility.

He heard that Lezi had successfully advanced to the next level, Shui Qingru was still on his way out of the mortal world, Shi Nanguan, Chen Zhong and others were also on the way out of the mortal way, Tu Hufa was still traveling far away in the Nanyuan Continent, and Lu Zijin took Lu Zijin with him. Huan went to the Western Continent at the invitation of Zhao Zhu'er. Zhuang Yu arranged eyeliner in many cities in the Western Continent. The next step is to go to the Southern Continent.

There are Yue Anyan, Wei Jingjie, and Yan Jing, the three Golden Cores sitting in the sect, so he doesn't need to worry about it.

He chanted scriptures, practiced swords, practiced dharma, meditated, read books, etc. every day, and occasionally consulted some miscellaneous magic formulas with Yumeng Zhang. He lived a leisurely life. After nearly a year of handling chores, the two puppets did not need to be manipulated by him. Already able to do the work of servants, you can use embroidery needles to sew, and you can use the tip of a sword to carve simple runes on jade.

On a sunny afternoon, Zhang Wenfeng walked out of the small northern town of Duxian Island, followed by a tall and thin man, and headed north by sea.

After traveling all the remaining islands of the Duxian Archipelago to transcend the evil spirits, it is estimated that two years later, the two puppets will act like real people, and he should also travel [-] miles north to travel to the vast continent.

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Nanyuan Continent, the notorious red sand desert in the west.

Tu Kun is dressed in dark yellow battle armor, nine feet tall, and has a powerful figure like an iron tower. He holds a palm-wide broadsword in his hand, and his face is covered with a ferocious beast mask. Charged on the rolling crimson sand dunes, with a slash of the sword, the sand dunes hundreds of feet away exploded, and the stumped limbs and bodies were splashed amidst the screams.

He has been traveling in Nanyuan Continent for nearly six years, five of which were spent in the vast red sand desert. He single-handedly fought with bandits, wandering criminal monks and desert monsters. As an earth spirit, he is like a fish in water in the rustic desert. , The combat power is extraordinary.

The chaos and blood here gave him a feeling of returning to the battlefield more than 500 years ago.

Unlike the battlefields of the past, he is alone and helpless.

Because of this, he can let go of fighting, facing enemies on all sides, sharpen his mental state of survival in desperate situations, and realize the cruelty of life and death, so as to break through the "life return to one" barrier from the fourth level to the fifth level.

He is a crossing dragon who broke into the desert. He is often surrounded and attacked by sand bandits with fourth-level masters. Those mobs, pull out the bandit lair.

He doesn't need prisoners to live, and he doesn't need his men to be burdensome.

Working alone, he built a territory of more than 2000 miles in five years.

The leaders of the fourth-rank sand bandits who escaped with their lives often went to other places to invite helpers to carry out the siege again.

The fighting is endless, and Tu Kun is happy to have someone come to fight him to the death. In the desert, he is almost immortal. Even if he is injured, he can escape with his life by virtue of the desert.

And Qiu Wen, a fifth-order monk who sits in the Nanyuan Continent, will not interfere in the conflict between monks from other places and local monks.

After chasing and killing for hundreds of miles, beheading the last invading enemy, Tu Kun plunged into the red desert and disappeared.

Leaving behind a bloody mess, and the deserted desert where the wind blows and the sand rattles.

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(End of this chapter)