The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 216 Crossing the Resentful Soul in the Sea of ​​Blood
Jiang Che had seen dead people before, but the prison cell before him was the one he had never seen in his life. It was filled with the aura of blood, the resentment of the dead lingered, and there was a pool of blood.

How many people's blood would it take to fill that pool? The blood was so thick it was practically slurry.

Jiang Che felt that his pure spiritual consciousness had been stained with a layer of dark blood, and was dirty.

When Lang Jiuchuan arrived at this prison cell carved out of a mountain cave, he was immediately forced back two steps by the strong, pungent smell of blood, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Left with no other choice, she shut off her sense of smell, silently recited the Mind-Cleansing Mantra, and then went inside.

Kong Xuzi and the others also changed their expressions. The smell of blood was too strong. How many people would have to die for the smell to be so pungent and intense?

Upon entering the cell, everything was red—blood-stained red. Blood-drawn symbols were everywhere, and there were array diagrams on the floor. All that could be heard was the wailing of vengeful ghosts. Their venomous and piercing cries made one's blood boil and one's mind go haywire.

Everyone's face turned pale.

Then, looking at the blood pool still filled with blood plasma, it seemed that something was hidden at the bottom, causing the blood plasma to bubble and churn from time to time, as if something might jump out of it at any moment.

Upon closer inspection, several strands of hair floated in the pool, connected to pale scalps, their length like a waterfall.

Ugh, ugh.

Upon seeing this, some people couldn't hold back any longer and ran to the side to vomit violently.

Gong Shiliu was young and rarely left the clan. He had never seen such a scene before, so his face was as white as snow, his hands trembled slightly, and he stayed close to Gong Qi, trying to appear calm.

Kong Xuzi subconsciously looked at Lang Jiuchuan. The slender girl was more composed than anyone else present, so he walked over and stood beside her, asking, "How did you come to find this place, young lady?"

Without the slightest hesitation, she went straight to the cell filled with a sea of ​​blood, as if someone were guiding her.

Lang Jiuchuan paused, then took out a simple wooden figure from his sleeve, on which was engraved his birth date and time. He said, "I have the birth date and time of that zombie. I used a karmic talisman to create a karmic resonance."

Can you do this?

"You found out about these things too?" Kong Xuzi looked at the wooden figure. It was clearly newly carved and not smooth, but was that really the case?

Lang Jiuchuan naturally wouldn't reveal Jiang Che's identity. When she first found Cong Gui's ghost tablet, she used it to carve a wooden figure, keeping his birth date and time for future use.

The old Taoist priest asked her if she wanted to conceal Jiang Che's existence, so she had no choice but to use this as an excuse.

Lang Jiuchuan looked at Gong Qi and said, "It was Gong Qi who investigated."

Well, it's time for his shield to come into play again.

Gong Qi stepped forward and briefly told Kong Xuzi about the Cong family ancestral hall. He also took the opportunity to find out about Cong Bian. Now, Cong Bian has been executed by Gong Qi, the abbot of Huguo Temple, several monks, and Lang Jiuchuan.

Although he tried his best to downplay Lang Jiuchuan's contribution, Kong Xuzi still sensed that the girl in front of him was involved in everything, and that she had even played a significant role in it.

But Kongxuzi did not expose him, but only sighed: "Those who do many evil deeds will surely perish. Once you embark on the evil path, there is no turning back, and you will eventually be devoured by karma. I wish to encourage all of you fellow Daoists."

The group bowed and performed a Taoist salute.

Lang Jiuchuan and Kong Xuzi exchanged a glance. The other party gave her a gentle smile. Her eyes flickered slightly. Not everyone in the Xuan Clan was bad.

She continued to look at the sea of ​​blood, then surveyed the cell, thinking that this must be the zombies' food supply.

Where there is a sea of ​​blood, there will inevitably be a mountain of corpses.

Since Princess Chao'an is not here to give birth, could it be that Cong Jin Nian took her to the Corpse Mountain?
"Evil spirits originate from extremely evil places. Right now, there is a sea of ​​blood here. Only a mountain of corpses can cultivate such an extremely evil place. What do you think, senior?" Lang Jiuchuan asked Kong Xuzi.

Kong Xuzi's eyes lit up, and he said, "What you say is very true, young lady. This place is a sea of ​​blood. To make it easier to dump corpses, a mountain of corpses must be not far away."

"Senior, please go and find the place of extreme malevolence." Lang Jiuchuan said softly, "Leaving this sea of ​​blood will only increase the malevolent energy. I will come shortly." Kong Xuzi raised an eyebrow. Lang Jiuchuan met his gaze without flinching. He then turned and left, taking everyone with him except for Gong Qi and Gong Shiliu, who refused to leave his side.

Lang Jiuchuan didn't mind; having someone run errands would save her some effort.

She took out talisman paper, and behind Gong Qi's back, summoned a talisman brush and quickly drew a Five Thunder Talisman. After drawing one, she asked Gong Qi to take it and bury it.

Gong Shiliu looked completely dazed.

A single spark of inspiration is all it takes to create a talisman.

This younger sister has such a Daoist spirit. No wonder she has to hide it. If other Xuan Clan members saw her abilities, they would probably be so jealous that they would want to devour her.

Gong Shiliu felt ashamed when she thought about how she had only managed to draw two protective talismans in a month and was still complacent about it.

After drawing several Five Thunder Talismans, Lang Jiuchuan drew a Supreme Salvation and Ascension Talisman in the void. After the golden light disappeared into the sky, she sat down on the ground, took off the Emperor Bell from her waist, and shook her wrist.

thump.

The bell tolls mournfully, yet the spirit finds peace.

A passage from the Supreme Lord's Salvation Sutra flowed from her lips, her chanting like a spring, guiding the remaining resentment and lingering souls to a better rebirth.

Gong Qi and Gong Shiliu couldn't help but stop and watch. Seeing that she ignored the blood and dirt on the ground and only followed her heart to recite the scriptures for salvation, they were both somewhat moved.

A true spiritual practitioner maintains a pure and original heart in the secular world, with compassion in their heart, helping others, helping souls, and helping themselves.

The sound of bells lingered.

The wailing and sobbing of the ghosts who could not be reborn here gradually subsided and dissipated with the wind, leaving only an empty and foul-smelling prison cell.

After Lang Jiuchuan finished reciting the Rebirth Sutra, he stood up, put away the Emperor Bell, and said to Gong Qi and the others, "That's enough, let's go."

“Then this talisman…” Gong Shiliu hesitated.

"No rush, let's go out first."

Gong Qi pulled him along as they went outside. Once outside, Lang Jiuchuan stopped, took a piece of paper, tore it into a paper figure, and cast a spell on it. The paper figure then jumped inside.

Not long after, several loud booming sounds were heard.

It resembled an earth dragon turning over.

The cell had been blasted down by the Five Thunder Talisman, and the soaring blood-red aura rushed out, only to be dispersed by the Five Thunder Talisman's protective energy. Gong Qi dragged the silly boy and jumped several meters to avoid being directly attacked by the blood-red aura.

The loud noise made everyone on the corpse-hunting mountain turn around.

Upon seeing the collapsed cave cell, Kongxuzi silently recited a verse from the Rebirth Sutra and continued forward.

The loud noise startled Cong Jinnian, who was hiding in the mountain of corpses. Looking at the direction from which the noise came, he looked solemnly at Princess Chao'an, who was groaning in pain and breathing weakly. His gaze fell on her slightly writhing belly, and he hesitated.

He gripped the long sword at his waist, looked at the zombie standing atop the ancient tomb, and felt the malevolent energy surging from all directions, becoming increasingly hesitant.

The night of the full moon is the best time for a corpse to be reborn, but it is still a bit short of the best time calculated by the ancestor. What should he do?

Indecisiveness leads to disaster.

A phrase once uttered by the ancestor seemed to explode in her mind. Jin Nian's eyes sharpened, and she walked over to Princess Chao An, squatting down.