Knife splashing

Chapter 415: Demonic Mist Surges
Li Yan and his men were well aware of how terrifying the monster was.

This thing is a rare "evil spirit" that only appears under extreme circumstances and is very difficult to deal with.

In Guodu Town outside Chang'an City, this creature was born due to a blood curse and turned into a demon bird Rakshasa. It came and went without a trace, and anyone who was attacked by it died a miserable death...

On Mount Hua, the "眚" turned into a fat relic, not only devouring the spiritual trees, but also absorbing the Qi of the drought demon...

Li Yan later made a special inquiry into it.

There are five colors of "眚", blue, red, yellow, white and black, corresponding to the five elements.

For example, the one that gave birth to Fei Yi was the "Green Blight", which could destroy spiritual trees. No matter which kind it was, it was extremely difficult to deal with.

Xie Chengzu's ritual was for communication and negotiation.

This kind of magic is very common. Many times when facing evil spirits, if you use force, either both sides will suffer losses, or it will cause danger to the host.

Persuading them to leave through negotiation is often the best option.

But demons and monsters are not included in this list at all.

This is the evil spirit between heaven and earth, it can take lives when it attacks!
"Stop!"

Li Yan rushed forward to stop him without saying a word.

Unfortunately, Xie Chengzu's ritual was closer to primitive witchcraft. At this moment, both he and his apprentice were in a daze.

Bang, bang, bang!
Seeing Li Yan coming to crash into the altar, the old man even rolled his eyes, picked up the steel fork on the altar, and shook the bell in a threatening manner.

And at this moment, thick fog also came howling.

Suddenly, strong winds blew around.

"roll!"

Li Yan's eyes showed murderous intent, and he raised his hand to use the soul-catching rope.

He could smell the cold and disgusting smell everywhere, gathering and dispersing, appearing in all directions.

The best way to deal with this invisible evil is naturally the soul-catching rope.

The chains jingled and the soul-catching ropes flew up and down.

The soul-catching rope is invisible, but wherever it passes, the fog seems to be stirred by a huge transparent hand, and either dissipates or rolls back.

However, the fog was so thick that it almost covered the sky and quickly enveloped the surrounding areas.

Call ~
The white mist whistled, surging and surging like a living thing, and went directly into the mouths of Xie Chengzu and several of his disciples.

These people suddenly twisted their bodies strangely, hunched over, and lowered their heads. It was obvious that they were possessed by something.

"You go back first!"

"Master, activate the formation!"

At Li Yan's shout, Wang Daoxuan and others immediately retreated back to the courtyard.

Fortunately, the thick fog was not targeted at them, but was attracted to Master Xie Chengzu and his disciples, controlling them all.

"The natural world, the foul air disperses, the mysterious cave..."

"The gates of heaven are open, the doors of earth are closed, keep the people, keep the ghosts, keep the gods, I obey the command of the One-Qi True Lord, hurry up!"

Wang Daoxuan had returned to the altar and quickly made hand gestures to open the altar.

Outside the Zhang family mansion, there was also a strong wind, and the red ropes and copper coins that had been arranged in advance suddenly jingled.

Not only that, the Five-sided Luofeng Flag was also opened, and yin energy immediately rose from the five surrounding areas.

The Five-sided Luofeng flag is a magical instrument on the altar. Although it is extremely powerful and has five camps of Yin soldiers stationed there, the altar must be opened in order to use it.

Li Yan could hear the sound of armor surging. The ghost soldiers were dispatched to dispel the thick fog around the Zhang family mansion.

However, he no longer cared.

In the thick fog, Xie Chengzu and several of his disciples were all bent over with their heads bowed, standing there motionless.

Moreover, their necks were still turning slowly, as if controlled by some force and about to be twisted off.

What a fierce guy!
Li Yan no longer held back, and the hidden power under his feet burst out, as if the ground could be shrunk into an inch, and he came to Xie Chengzu's side in an instant.

"Roar!"

He suddenly looked up, his eyes had turned pure white, his face was full of blue veins, and he suddenly grabbed Li Yan.

However, just as he raised his hand, he suddenly stopped moving, standing still, his eyeballs moved downward, pupils appeared, and became dull.

But the Soul-Catching Rope had suppressed his soul.

Including the stuff inside!

Li Yan could smell a fishy odor coming from the old man. It was not the odor of a wild beast, but some kind of mineral, so salty that it was choking.

Zizi!

Li Yanshun made a hand gesture and used the Northern Emperor's Yin Thunder Palm. Electric arcs jumped on his palm and he slapped him on the forehead.

The Northern Emperor's Yin Thunder Palm is specifically designed to restrain the soul.

Call ~
As if he couldn't bear the power of the Yin Lei, Xie Chengzu suddenly opened his mouth, spurted out a stream of fishy-smelling brine, and then fell to the ground with a thud.

Li Yan grabbed his collar, exerted force with his arms, and threw the old man backwards, and the old man was thrown directly into the Zhang family mansion.

Then he did the same thing again and saved another person.

The white mist around him surged in, as if trying to possess him, but the soul-catching rope flew up and down, dispersing all the white mist.

Swish!
The remaining disciples of Xie Chengzu seemed to realize that they could do nothing to Li Yan, so they turned around abruptly, rushed into the thick fog and disappeared.

Li Yan narrowed his eyes and did not pursue.

The strangeness of this "guest in the fog" was somewhat beyond his expectations, so the real owner has not appeared yet, so as not to be lured away.

call!
The wind around was getting stronger and stronger, and the white fog was getting thicker and thicker. It was almost pitch dark, and even the magical sensing ability was suppressed.

What a weird thing!
Li Yan became more cautious.

This situation only occurs in powerful orthodox sects that have worshipped secular gods for hundreds of years.

No other evil spirit, including dragons, has this ability.

But the other party couldn't do anything about his soul-catching hook.

It's really a bit strange...

Li Yan was confused, but he did not stop. He used the Soul-Catching Rope to disperse the thick fog while retreating.

The thick fog seemed irritated and didn't want him to leave.

All kinds of strange noises were heard in my ears, and there were dazzling lights and shadows in front of my eyes, as if bamboo forests and mountain paths appeared in the fog.

Even the shadow of the Zhang family mansion appeared on the other side.

It was like a ghost wall, but it was also an illusion created by the thick fog.

Li Yan suddenly realized that the people who were lost in the thick fog were probably deceived by this method.

However, this method was useless to him.

The soul-catching rope rolled, and the surrounding thick fog was forced back, unable to further interfere with his senses.

The most important thing is that after the thick fog is dispersed, the traces on the surrounding ground will not deceive people, and it is only a dozen meters away from the Zhang family mansion.

Li Yan did it easily and retreated into his house.

The Zhang family mansion has been set up with a formation by Wang Daoxuan, and is guarded by the five battalions of Yin soldiers under the Five-Directional Luofeng Flag. The surrounding thick fog cannot penetrate, so the view is unobstructed.

However, the fog outside was so thick that one could not see one's hand in front of one's face, but the Zhang family mansion was filled with lanterns and bright candles, which immediately created an eerie atmosphere.

It feels like falling into a dream, or into the netherworld.

"Brother Yan!"

Sharifei hurried forward and said with a panicked look on his face: "Just now, in the blink of an eye, you disappeared. I couldn't see anything in the fog. I was scared to death."

"It's okay, don't go out."

Li Yan took a deep look at the thick fog outside.

He could vaguely hear the armor of the Yin soldiers surging and the sound of weapons being swung. The white frost spread around, blocking the white fog out, but it could only do so much. The strength of the soldiers depended on two conditions.

One is the background of the Yin soldiers themselves. The soldiers formed by gathering lonely ghosts are far inferior to those fierce and rampant soldiers.

Even among the rampant soldiers, there are differences in quality.

The most top-level ones are left over from the ancient wars. For example, when Huangdi and Chiyou fought each other, the subordinates who died in the battle were transformed into soldiers. They once defeated the soldiers of heaven, but they had long since disappeared in the dust of history.

The second is the evil energy used when driving troops.

Individual soldiers are of little use, but once they gather into a group, they can stir up a murderous aura like a rolling torrent.

Therefore, when the Yin soldiers appear, there are often howling winds and a sudden drop in temperature.

Therefore, the orthodox Xuanmen either keeps soldiers and horses in the City God Temple or in famous mountains, rivers, and blessed places.

To put it simply, it is the level of the energy field.

Li Yan and his men made temporary preparations. The Zhang family mansion was not a good place, but it was good enough that they could protect everyone.

If the power of the underworld could be used, Jinyangping and its surroundings would be completely swallowed up by darkness, and all demons and monsters would be unable to escape death.

This is the difference between using Gangling and raising your own troops.

After giving some instructions, Li Yan hurried into the main hall.

All the remaining servants of the Zhang family along the way were trembling, kneeling on the ground and praying to the sky, even Zhang Sibei was no exception.

This horrific scene was beyond their comprehension.

Li Yan didn't bother to pay attention to it, but checked the two people he had rescued before.

Xie Chengzu's apprentice has woken up, his face is pale and his eyes are dull, and it is obvious that he has not yet recovered.

The "local husband" Xie Chengzu clenched his teeth, his face turned red and hot, his whole body was shaking, he clenched his fists, and muttered to himself, repeating the same few words.

Unfortunately, Li Yan and others couldn't understand at all.

Wang Daoxuan shook his head slightly. "He is possessed by a nightmare and is having a hysterical attack, like he is having a stroke. There is no magic that can save him."

Such is the danger of the sorcerer's trade.

Xie Chengzu was already old, and he could still perform ordinary rituals, but he was hit by the evil spirit and his body could not bear it, so he suffered a stroke.

Even if they wake up, they will most likely have a crooked mouth and eyes and hemiplegia.

Listening to the words that kept repeating in his mouth, Li Yan frowned slightly, grabbed the disciple directly, and said in a cold voice: "Wake up and listen to what your master said!"

The disciple came to his senses and saw his master like this. He suppressed his sadness, put his ear close to him and listened carefully.

Soon, his face turned pale, and he turned around and said, "Master used the local dialect of his hometown. He said, please forgive me, Goddess of Salt Water..."

"Saltwater goddess?"

Li Yan frowned slightly, "Which god is this?"

The disciple was obviously also very scared, and said in a trembling voice: "The Salt Water Goddess is one of the goddesses worshipped by my Tujia people."

"Our ancestor is the White Tiger Linjun, whose taboo name is Ba Wuxiang. After unifying the five clans, he led the tribe to migrate in order to survive."

"On the way to Yanyang, they met the Salt Water Goddess. The Salt Water Goddess was in love with Linjun and hoped that he would stay. But Linjun thought that Yanyang was not suitable for the survival of the entire tribe and wanted to move on..."

"In order to keep Linjun, the Saltwater Goddess secretly meets with him every night. During the day, she transforms into flying insects and thick fog, blocking the sky and hindering the journey..."

"In order to leave, Linjun tied the goddess's body with blue hair at night, and shot the goddess of salt water the next day, causing the fog to dissipate, allowing the tribe to continue moving forward."

As he spoke, his eyes were filled with fear, "We have also worshipped the Salt Water Goddess for generations, but... the thick fog and the swarm of insects are exactly her symbols."

"This is the revenge of the Saltwater Goddess. We were offering sacrifices to the Lord of the Forest at that time..."

At this point, his eyes were filled with fear and he was already talking nonsense.

"What the hell is this?"

Sharifei was speechless and said, "The goddess favored him, but he killed him right away. No wonder he wanted revenge."

"It's not that simple."

Wang Daoxuan said thoughtfully: "I have vaguely heard of this legend. Yanyang is in southern Hubei and is also a Tusi city. It was originally the territory of a tribe called Yanshui and was related to the Wuxiang Kingdom."

"After the rise of the Ba Kingdom, it became rich and powerful by borrowing the salt-making skills of the Wuxiang Kingdom. The Wuxiang Kingdom gradually declined and disappeared. No one knows what happened in ancient times, but there must have been a lot of fighting..."

"We'll talk about that later."

Li Yan waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Master, please help me to open the altar first and use the Northern Emperor's Disaster Removal Technique to dispel the thick fog."

"it is good!"

Without hesitation, everyone came to the altar.

Wang Daoxuan assisted from the side, removed the statues and cleansed the altar, while Li Yan offered the tablet of "Fengdu Order".

He stepped on the steps, held the hook letter in his hand, made hand gestures and chanted an incantation: "Qingjia! Heaven saves people, and strictly controls Beifeng. The God receives the order and sweeps away all the ominousness. The eight powers spit out poison, and the four fierce horses are in full swing. The heavenly soldiers lead the way, and the general holds the flag..."

"The Northern Emperor's Technique of Eliminating Disasters" can not only resolve possession, but also drive away evil spirits. With the help of the altar and the five-sided Luofeng flags, it is even more powerful.

But it is obviously not easy to dispel this level of evil spirit.

Li Yan kept making hand gestures and chanting incantations, and the Yin soldiers outside the Zhang family mansion were dispatched, constantly colliding with the thick fog, and the Yin energy of the earth rose from the ground to provide blessings.

For a moment, there was a howling wind and swirling fog all around.

Such power left "Clipper Zhang" stunned.

He knew that Li Yan was very capable. In a short period of time, he became famous both in the martial arts world and in the Taoist sect.

But I didn't expect that he could have such great magical powers.

What he didn't know was that Li Yan was able to do all this only thanks to the magic weapon, the Five-sided Luofeng Flag. If it were someone else, it would require the cooperation of at least a dozen people.

As Li Yan chanted the spell, his ears trembled slightly and he couldn't help but frowning, feeling a little strange.

He could hear many people roaring with resentment in the thick fog.

Isn't it the Saltwater Goddess? Why does it sound like someone else?

Although he was confused, his hands did not stop moving.

After three incense sticks, the thick fog finally dissipated.

The night sky is clear and the moon is shining brightly.

"Young Master Li's magic is powerful!"

"Clipper Zhang" breathed a sigh of relief and hurried to flatter him. Zhang Sibei even sat down on the ground with a look of relief on his face.

However, Li Yan and Lu San looked solemn.

They pushed open the gate and walked quickly outside.

There was no sound of birds singing, insects chirping, or dogs barking in the entire village, and the surrounding houses were plunged into darkness and deathly silence.

Li Yan's face was gloomy and he quickly went to the home of a nearby citizen.

I saw the courtyard door was wide open, the room was in a mess, and there were four footprints on the ground, three large and one small. All of them were walking on tiptoe, going straight out of the door and heading towards the mountains.

The whole village was empty.

"Hee hee hee…"

Suddenly, Li Yan moved his ears.

He heard a child's eerie laughter coming from the darkness.

"not good!"

Li Yan immediately turned around, bursting out his hidden strength, and with two rubs, he was able to shrink the distance into an inch and directly arrived outside the Zhang family mansion.

After continuous fighting, the Yin soldiers had been exhausted and had returned to the Wufang Luofeng Flag, so they were completely unprotected.

Outside the gate, a figure was walking out quickly with his head down and stiff steps. It was Zhang Sibei.

His eyes were blank, his left hand was raised in the air, and he seemed to be being pulled forward by something...

　Second update in the afternoon
　　
　
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