Knife splashing

Chapter 550: Snow Forest Demon Slayer

For Li Yan, the trip to Qingcheng Mountain was not only a successful building, but also a qualitative change in his practice method.

In all the previous battles, even when he used the Fengdu Kaoshao technique, he often relied on Wang Daoxuan’s help.

But now, they are able to cooperate with each other.

With long-range altar fighting, medium-range firearms, and close-combat martial arts, Li Yan has made up for the last shortcoming.

The candlelight turned green when Goudie was placed on the altar.

This is a manifestation of extremely strong Yin Sha Qi.

This is the reason why people who like to hide treasures and explore the mysteries of the past often light a precious candle as a warning when entering a tomb.

Li Yan also had a deeper understanding of the "Gou Yue".

This thing is a channel.

Connecting the netherworld and the human world.

That's why he could summon the troops from the underworld.

And with the help of this treasure, he can also attract evil spirits from the underworld.

The evil energy rose and surged, the temperature around dropped sharply, and even Wang Daoxuan's altar was disturbed.

Of course, Wang Daoxuan absolutely trusted Li Yan, so he just gritted his teeth and tried his best to maintain the stability of the altar.

After attracting the Netherworld Evil, Li Yan immediately pinched his fingers and chanted:

"In the Palace of the Northern Emperor, Commander Tianpeng and the powerful messengers, quickly come to the altar and order the knocks to be struck quickly, like lightning and wind, the sky will be overcast and the earth will be dark, the sun and the moon will be dim. All the demons will bow their hands, and they will follow the talisman as soon as it arrives..."

This is the "Spell to Summon the Envoy of the Powerful Men" of Fengdu Fa.

The Fengdu method is mainly about summoning the power of the underworld for help, and summoning strong men is the basic method that can be practiced by those who have reached the first level of Taoism.

For Li Yan, it was naturally extremely easy.

Call ~
As soon as the spell was completed, strong winds suddenly blew around, evil spirits rose, and cold fog immediately surged in the cave.

In the white mist, there seemed to be a series of phantoms.

These are the strong men of Luofeng Mountain.

Their greatest ability is to assist the altar.

These black shadows spun rapidly, and streams of pure evil energy were immediately injected into the altar, and green flames rose three feet high.

As the person presiding over the altar, Wang Daoxuan could naturally feel easily that there was a huge evil force in the altar, and he could command it.

The Taoist understood what he meant. He still held the brass arrow in his right hand and pointed forward with his left hand.

Call ~
The cold wind howled, and this evil force suddenly surged out, along with the green flames burning on the candles, and sprayed towards the front of the altar.

Then it disappeared without a trace, as if it had flown through the air to somewhere...

...............

The bamboo forest is deep and the ground is covered with snow.

There was also an altar in an open space near the cliff, but it looked a little strange.

There is a statue on the altar.

The statue was extremely sloppily made, like a rotten piece of wood root covered with dead branches and weeds, with only a vague human figure visible.

The offerings are also very strange.

Taoism emphasizes the five offerings.

Incense, flowers, lights, water, and fruit.

Even if the spell is temporarily cast and difficult to put together, it will be replaced by something in some form.

For example, Wang Daoxuan, in the dead of winter, couldn't find any fresh fruit, so he carved a longevity peach out of jade and put it there every time he cast a spell.

But the layout of this altar is completely different.

It’s also incense, lanterns and fruits, but the incense is black, with red smoke, and there are children’s skulls as fruits…

It doesn't look like a serious thing.

Behind the altar is, of course, Grandma Chang.

At this moment, her face was also ashen, gloomy and ferocious, and with the coat embroidered with the word "longevity", she looked like an old ghost jumping out of a grave.

She also sat cross-legged with the dragon-headed staff held high in her hand. As she chanted a mantra, the prayer wheel in the dragon's mouth spun rapidly.

Weird noises echoed all around.

There are all kinds of small animals around the altar.

Every time the old woman chanted the mantra, a black gas would fly out of the bowl and enter the mouth of a small animal.

No matter whether it is a snake, a tiger, or a wolverine, if they inhale this black air, they will twist in pain, their skin will be torn and their life will be lost.

Around the altar, all kinds of animals were dead.

This is the "disaster-moving method", a type of disaster-avoiding technique. It is basically passed down by both orthodox and evil sects.

But generally speaking, this kind of magic that diverts disasters at the cost of the lives of innocent people is inconsistent with orthodox ideas, so it is rarely seen.

It is with the help of this method that Grandma Chang has been able to persevere until now.

Her eyes were full of resentment. She held a dragon-headed cane in her right hand and a coffin nail in her left hand.

The coffin nails were rusty and covered in blood.

Abnormally cold and full of ominous air.

Even this old woman, who seemed to be quite skilled in Taoism, had her fingers gripping the coffin nails turned dark black, which was enough to show her viciousness.

However, Grandma Chang did not rush to take action.

When fighting from a distance, timing is crucial.

She was also an expert in spells, and could tell that what Wang Daoxuan was using was the "Seven Arrows Secret Spell".

This spell is famous and powerful, but it has a drawback.

An ordinary warlock can shoot two arrows at most.

The higher you go, the harder it gets.

Nowadays, there is a popular vernacular novel "Investiture of the Gods", which is based on the novel. The Seven Arrows Book can even kill gods, which is enough to show its power.

But an ordinary warlock can only shoot two arrows at best.

The power of two arrows is nothing to an expert.

Therefore, even though this method is widely spread, there are not many people who practice it.

There is another big problem with this method.

Although it is easy to cast a spell, as long as you find a medium, you don't have to travel thousands of miles to cast the spell, but if you fail, you will suffer backlash.

There was once a monk who failed to curse someone and died at home after the curse backfired.

Grandma Chang was just waiting for Wang Daoxuan to suffer backlash.

Then use the coffin nails to cast the spell.

The other party will definitely die!

But at this moment, there was a noise coming from the bamboo forest in the distance.

Grandma Chang's expression changed, and she shouted in a hoarse and sharp voice: "Protector, we must not let them in!"

Three figures suddenly appeared in the bamboo forest.

A strong man beating the gong, an old man playing the erhu, and a woman holding the zither.

They are the members of the "Ghost Troupe" music troupe.

Boom boom boom!
The strong man beat the gong and drum, the sound was urgent. Then the old man played the erhu, and the woman holding the qin also played the liuqin with her hands like lotus.

The cooperation of the three of them actually gave a feeling of raging storm.

Call ~
Suddenly, a strong wind blew in the bamboo forest and white fog surged.

Since Grandma Chang dared to choose this place to perform the ritual, she must have been well prepared.

She had also learned the techniques of a geomancer. Although her skills were not top-notch, she was more than capable of creating some feng shui puzzles by combining the terrain.

With the cooperation of the band, the power is immediately apparent.

For a moment, the bamboo forest was shrouded in thick fog, and it was impossible to tell east from west.

The ones who rushed in were naturally Sharifei and his two companions.

After they killed the gunman, they headed straight here.

"Don't move!"

Seeing the thick fog rising around him, Lu San quickly raised his hand and asked Sha Lifei and the other man to stop, then he patted the gourd around his waist.

hum!
In an instant, poisonous bees flew out and scattered everywhere.

Lu San is not proficient in formations, so he can only use this thing to break them.

These poisonous bees are comparable to spiritual beasts and have evil auras of their own. Although they will also be trapped in the formation, they can allow the magic gourd to find flaws.

Dangdang Dangdang!
But as soon as it was released, the sound of the willow harp changed instantly.

The voice was urgent, like a death warrant.

The surrounding poisonous bees were immediately affected and flew up and down in all directions. Many of them hit the bamboo poles and fell to the ground, making no sound.

Lu San's face changed and he quickly patted the magic gourd.

hum!
The remaining poisonous bees immediately returned to the gourd.

This alone resulted in a 20% loss.

Everything in the world has its own biological restraint. These poisonous bees are extremely useful when facing martial arts masters and ordinary sorcerers, but they are immediately at a disadvantage when facing masters who are good at sonic magic.

Boom boom boom!
The drums continued to beat, becoming more and more rapid.

The three of them only felt their hearts pounding in unison with the beat of the drums, as if they were going to jump out of their chests at any moment. They felt extremely uncomfortable.

Not only that, the surrounding bamboo forest seemed to come alive and spin rapidly around them.

This is a sign of being under an illusion.

"What a coward!"

Sharifei cursed, took out the last fire caltrop from the backpack behind him, lit it and threw it to Wuba.

At the same time, stretch out your foot and draw a line on the ground.

Although they were trapped in this illusion, they did not run around and their basic direction was not disturbed.

"Throw it over there!"

At Sharifei's shout, Wuba immediately grabbed the fire caltrop, exerted force with his arms, and swung it forward suddenly.

The fire caltrops suddenly flew out like a cannonball.

"Lie down!"

Sharifei shouted and the three of them immediately lay down.

boom!
I only heard a roar in the front, and suddenly the air surged.

Large areas of bamboo forest collapsed around, strong winds howled, blowing up the snow on the ground, and there was the sound of shrapnel whizzing through the air above.

After the explosion, the sound of the instruments stopped immediately.

The thick fog around also dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Sharifei chuckled when he saw this.

He once consulted Wang Daoxuan, and learned that the formation arrangement cannot be separated from various magical instruments, which are either buried underground or placed around.

But usually these magical weapons are hidden by formations.

So there are two ways to break the formation.

One is to use ingenuity, distinguish yin and yang, calculate the eight trigrams, and find the center of the formation.

The second is brute force, using powerful techniques to break the formation.

But aren’t firearms also brute force?
At this moment, Sharifei secretly felt what a pity.

When they were in Shennongjia, they seized a tiger squat cannon from the enemy. It was made of golden spiritual materials and was very fierce.

At that time on the mountain, it was like one man guarding the pass against ten thousand men.

The only drawback is that it is heavy.

Only Wu Ba, who has brute force, can use it easily.

Sharifei originally wanted to take it to Qingcheng Mountain and ask the Fire-Toutuo to help with the modification and make a hand cannon for Wu Ba, and he even had the blueprint drawn up.

Unfortunately, when leaving Fengdu, the things were too heavy and left on the boat, where they were snatched away by people from the Shu Palace.

If there is that thing,
Are you still afraid of a bird illusion array?
These thoughts flashed through Sharifei's mind, and then he suddenly stood up, picked up the magic gun, and walked slowly forward.

Lu San also held up the bone flower.

His magical powers were temporarily unusable, so Chuqi, the little white fox with equally keen hearing, took over the burden and crouched down to crawl in the snow.

The two men followed behind with firearms in hand.

Wu Ba followed closely behind, ready to attack at any time.

Soon, they found their target.

But under a bamboo forest, a woman fell to the ground, her chest full of holes and blood flowing. The liuqin next to her was broken into two pieces, and she was already dead.

This woman was the most unlucky.

The fire caltrop exploded right in front of him, killing him instantly.

As for the old man, he also fell on his back, his face was black, there was a hole in his abdomen, his intestines were flowing out, and he was groaning and screaming.

And around there, there was a trail of footprints, dripping with blood and spreading into the distance, obviously another person had escaped.

Sharifei walked forward, swung the long knife in his hand, and chopped off the man's head. As for the one who ran away, he didn't bother to chase him.

They continued walking until they finally came to the clearing.

The old woman in front of the altar looked unhappy when she saw this.

"go with!"

She didn't bother to continue fighting with Wang Daoxuan. She waved the dragon-headed cane in her hand and chanted a spell at the same time.

There is also a black pottery jar on the altar.

It looks very old, as if it is a relic of an ancient tribe.

The black pottery jar shattered with a snap.

Call ~
The wind was howling violently, and a large amount of dust suddenly flew out, floating towards the three people in the sand.

"spread!"

When Lu San saw this, his face changed drastically.

He pushed Sharifei and the other man away, made a hand gesture, took out a bone flute from his waist, and started to play it.

The flute sounds mournful, carrying an ancient and wild atmosphere.

The dust seemed to be alive. It stopped in mid-air, floating left and right.

It’s no wonder that Lu San was nervous; he had seen this thing before.

It is even recorded in the "Shan Hai Ling Ying Jing".

In ancient times, there were no funeral rites, and some corpses were infected by evil spirits and mutated into terrifying evil creatures such as the drought demon.

This thing called Hanba is very troublesome.

After being beheaded, the evil energy in the body would burst out, often spreading thousands of miles away, causing drought and plague.

The ancient tribe had a great witch who burned the drought demon and, with the help of the power of ghosts and gods, sealed the remaining ashes and plague into a pottery jar.

It turns out that this approach is not feasible.

The plague became an evil object, and if someone accidentally broke it, it would continue to wreak havoc, poisoning people and infecting them with malignant diseases.

I don't know where this old woman found it...

Lu San didn't have time to explain. While playing the flute, he patted the magic gourd on his waist, causing the swarm of poisonous bees to roar out again.

Poisonous bees are restrained by sonic magic, but they are also restrained by poison.

The swarm of bees flew into the drifting dust, jumping around excitedly, devouring the food, and the plague quickly became thinner.

Wu Ba and Salifei were not idle either.

One from the left, the other from the right, bypassing the poisonous fog.

Seeing that her magic to protect the altar was ineffective, Grandma Chang's face changed drastically, her eyes were full of resentment, and she turned around and tried to run away.

She knew that this round was a complete loss.

Now he can no longer fight, he must escape far enough away and hide to break the spell before the kingly Xuan spell succeeds.

Call ~
But at this moment, a black mist appeared out of nowhere.

In an instant, the surroundings became extremely cold.

It was exactly that evil energy from the underworld.

Grandma Chang's face changed, but it was too late.

The cold black fog enveloped her head and face.

The old woman suddenly became stiff and white frost spread over her body.

Such horrific evil energy is hard for a mortal body to withstand.

boom!
Sharifei was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and pulled the trigger directly.

The old woman's upper body suddenly exploded, blood and flesh mixed with frost splattered everywhere, and the lower half of her body fell to the ground with a thud.

At the same time, on Wang Daoxuan’s altar.

puff~
The cursed straw man suddenly emitted green smoke and burned up on its own.

This is a sign that the target is dead.

Wang Daoxuan breathed a sigh of relief and immediately removed the altar.

"They did it!"

"Go and see!"

Li Yan nodded and protected Wang Daoxuan into the dense forest.

After seeing Grandma Chang's body and being completely sure that there were no enemies around, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"What a coward."

Sharifei wiped the sweat from his forehead and gritted his teeth and said, "This ghost troupe is really difficult to deal with. From last night until now, they have not given in."

Li Yan nodded and looked into the distance with a serious expression.

"Not only that, this is just a small team of the ghost theater troupe."

"I wonder what kind of storm they will stir up this time when they come back..."

(End of this chapter)