Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

Jingming shook his head, then squatted down and grabbed the water monster's neck with his small hands.

The Lotus Body: Unstained and Inviolable.

"Heaven and earth are natural, and impurities disperse. Within the cave lies mystery and emptiness, radiant with the primordial chaos. The mighty spirits of the eight directions command me to be natural. The divine decree of the Spiritual Treasure is proclaimed to the Nine Heavens."

The Pure Heaven and Earth Mantra performed through the Lotus Dharma Body.

"This is?"

Upon hearing the Pure Heaven and Earth Mantra slowly emanating from the direction of Jingming, the people from Maoshan and other sects couldn't help but exchange glances.

This is a Taoist practice. Although the incantations and rhythms may differ among different schools and sects of Taoism, they all know that this is a Taoist practice.

"This sounds familiar."

Xu Jing frowned and said in a low voice.

The Purification Mantra is an indispensable incantation in rituals, and he had heard of it.

"Who is this Quanxing Sect Leader? How dare he perform the ritual to deliver so many bloodthirsty souls all by himself!?"

Qi Xiu of the Zhengyi faction said with surprise and doubt.

In this situation, a large-scale Buddhist ceremony is needed to perform a ritual to help the deceased be reborn in the Pure Land.

After all, the people Zhang Chengfeng killed varied in age, some decades ago and others a few years ago.

"Thank you."

Shui Mang said intermittently.

"Thank you too soon."

Jingming grabbed the Water Mang's soul by the neck and lifted it up.

"I do not have the ability to purify you all right now."

"But we have the ability to gradually purify you."

"Now tell me, which of you are conscious?"

Jingming made a hand seal and looked at the water python in his hand.

"Just me..."

The water monster shook its body as it spoke.

"It can be transformed into a gentle breeze or flesh into mud. It's pitiful that it can't even be a gentle breeze."

"It would be much easier if it were just you alone."

Jingming looked at those blood souls.

These souls are left with only their innate instincts; to cultivators, they are merely clusters of special Qi.

Amidst the bewildered yet lucid gaze of the water monster, Jingming pulled a piece of cloth from his robes.

This piece of cloth is a medium and tool for practicing exorcism, capable of receiving and storing the spirits of those who have traveled far and wide.

These special kinds of Qi can be considered a kind of spirit.

"Come on, let's put you all away so you don't go out and cause trouble for others."

"So that you won't end up disappearing into this world."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 89 Cloth, Communication with the Underworld, Signature and Seal

"Put it away?"

A hint of human doubt flashed in Shui Mang's vertical pupils.

"Of course."

Jingming grinned, and the Qi around him transformed into countless threads, winding outwards.

[Tong You]!

[Reversing in all directions] [Circulating six times]!

Centered on Jingming, a vortex slowly appears.

"This is?"

Seeing Jingming's sudden action, Yang Hong and the others standing in the distance narrowed their eyes.

With so much evil spirits and filthy energy, anyone with weaker cultivation would be in danger of dying if they entered.

How dare this leader of Quanxing use his own body to subdue these evil spirits?

Could it be that the leader of Quanxing Sect is a great virtuous person?

Because Jingming had his back to them, they did not see the piece of cloth in his hand.

Even if they saw it, they couldn't imagine what kind of magical artifact could deliver so many evil spirits tainted by the blood and evil energy.

"Come in, everyone."

Jingming spoke softly, and at the same time, a faint light rose from the cloth in his hand.

oooooooo!

Blood energy surged all around, a chilling wind arose, and the sounds of ghosts wailing and howling echoed in the surroundings.

Even those with low cultivation levels turn pale just from hearing this voice.

"retreat!"

Maoshan Yang Hong pulled out two yellow talismans from the Dao Po.

He retreated while activating the power of the talisman.

Two golden talismans floated down in front of everyone, transforming into a thin barrier to block the attack of the bloodthirsty and evil energy.

A document drifted towards Jingming's location and transformed into a gilded dome that descended from the sky.

Jingming merely glanced at the faint golden membrane amidst the churning Yin energy before ignoring it.

The ability to communicate with spirits and deities is evident.

These wronged souls, whose blood and spirits were cruelly murdered by Zhang Chengfeng to practice his skills, have no reason left; all they have is intense hatred!

"I'm so miserable!!"

"Give me back my son's life!!"

"I am going to kill you!!"

Faint, indistinct sounds echoed endlessly in Jingming's ears, transforming into invisible hands that wanted to drag him into the Avici Hell.

In a daze, Jingming seemed to see pairs of eyes staring greedily at him.

Deja vu!

"Did you eat me?"

Jingming smiled and sat down cross-legged.

“I’m no longer that helpless infant.”

As Jingming finished speaking, pink flames rose around him.

Ding fire, belonging to pure yin fire, is called the fire of lamps and candles. It has the function of illuminating all things. It is soft and weak in nature, hence it is yin fire.

"Come on in, everyone."

Jingming, who was sitting on the ground, held a cloth in his hands, with wisps of pink flames gathering on it, like a guiding light.

Rustling sound!

As Jingming's voice fell, these wronged souls rushed towards him like moths to a flame.

However, it's not so easy for a vicious and resentful spirit to enter the cloth.

Except for a few unfortunate souls whose blood and spirits were squeezed into the cloth, most of them clung to Jingming's body.

They wanted to devour Jingming's flesh, blood, and soul, just like they had devoured and torn Zhang Chengfeng!

Tiger's Might!

As soon as it opened its eyes, an overwhelming pressure descended upon the wronged souls and blood spirits.

The surrounding wailing and howling had subsided considerably.

"Come!"

Jingming opened his eyes, and streaks of lightning flashed around his body.

The appearance of the extremely powerful lightning intensified the oppression on these wronged souls and spirits.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

The wronged souls and spirits wailed, but Jingming remained unmoved, his body crackling with electricity, his tiger-like eyes gazing majestically at the many wronged souls and spirits.

"You wretched creatures, if you don't return now, when will you?!"