7900. Chapter 7900 Dark morning's request for help
Zhuo Yifan looked at the City Lord's Mansion. It had obviously been abandoned for a long time, and traces of the past could be seen everywhere.
Perhaps a long time ago, this place was extremely glorious and prosperous, but now, it is full of dust and lifeless.
Ouyang Qingzhi was also looking around a lot, obviously full of curiosity about this ancient lost city.
"Yifan, why is there nothing here? Could it be that An Chen and the others looted everything?" Ouyang Qingzhi felt very depressed when he looked at the bare surroundings, not to mention treasures and not even ordinary utensils.
She also wanted to get a batch of treasures to enrich the sect's treasure house, but who knew that there was nothing here except stone sculptures.
That's right, the city lord's mansion is covered with stone sculptures everywhere.
The style of these stone sculptures is different from those in the square. They are about the same size as a human being, but their facial features are very clear, unlike those of the stone sculptures in the square whose faces are blurry.
Moreover, the shapes of these stone sculptures are also different.
Some were standing, some were squatting, some were opening their hands in a hug, and some were even running.
They come alive and appear in every corner of the city lord's mansion.
Zhuo Yifan was also looking for possible treasures, but unfortunately, there was nothing here except stone carvings and some tables and chairs made of stone.
"Forget it, all the treasures should be in the treasure house. Let's go down first and see what An Chen and the others found before we make plans. I always feel that they will do nothing good." Zhuo Yifan said with a frown.
Ouyang Qingzhi said: "Of course they won't do anything good. If they do, they will never ask us to come down."
Ouyang Qingzhi knows the behavior of these big families very well.
Zhuo Yifan said depressedly: "Damn it, a large number of innocent people are going to die for them."
Zhuo Yifan now has a very high prestige among the monks. The monks in the Tribulation Stage never have any say, but the more than 100 Mahayana masters who lead these monks respect Zhuo Yifan very much.
They obeyed Zhuo Yifan's orders very much, trusting them from the bottom of their hearts, unlike those who acted like masters to An Chenyin, acting under coercion.
At this moment, more than 20,000 monks filed in and arrived at the backyard of the city lord's mansion, waiting for Zhuo Yifan's order to enter the underground passage.
Zhuo Yifan's spiritual power was always on, constantly detecting his surroundings.
Unfortunately, there is nothing special about this place except for some weird and sinister atmosphere.
"Elder Anyan, what are you doing? Didn't you hear that we need support? Come down quickly."
Suddenly, An Chen's sound transmission magic talisman sounded again. The sound sounded very anxious, and it seemed that he had encountered some danger.
"Young master, don't worry, we will be down soon. Are you in any danger?" Zhuo Yifan said calmly.
Knowing that An Chen and others were in danger, he had been procrastinating and deliberately stalling for time.
At this moment, a large number of people gathered in the backyard, but he delayed giving the order to take action.
"Elder Anyan, let me say it again, we need support and get everyone down quickly." An Chen was furious: "It concerns the interests of the family. Do you want to betray the family?"
"Sir, I just want to know what happened down there so that I can make some contingency preparations." Zhuo Yifan said calmly.
"We encountered a large number of ghosts below. They attacked us crazily. We are trapped now. We need you to attract the attention of the ghosts, because we are almost unable to hold on anymore." An Chen said.
"ghost?"
Zhuo Yifan has been practicing for so long, and this is the first time he has encountered such an enemy.
I had only heard of it occasionally before, but this was the first time I actually met it.
Ghosts, that is, wronged souls, are just low-level spirits to monks, and even a moderately accomplished monk can easily deal with them.
There are as many as eight hundred Mahayana masters led by An Chen and Yin Dang.
With so many super masters, even real demon masters will be killed by them if they come.
What kind of ghost can put so many super masters into trouble?
Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but gasped.
"Don't worry, young master, we will come down immediately. You just need to hold on for a while."
After Zhuo Yifan finished speaking, he turned off the sound transmission magic talisman, cutting off An Chen's voice.
"Yifan, what should I do?"
Ouyang Qingzhi looked at Zhuo Yifan with concern, and the other Mahayana masters also stared at Zhuo Yifan, waiting for his orders.
Zhuo Yifan smiled bitterly: "What else can we do? If we don't go down, we will violate our oath, and these monks will suffer divine punishment. But if we go down, it will be extremely dangerous."
"Sir, this is our destiny, we can't avoid it, so let's fight for it once!"
"Sir, as long as we unite as one, we will definitely survive."
"Sir, we believe you, and we will do whatever you say."
Many Mahayana masters said this one after another.
"Okay, everyone, be careful and don't stay too far away from me."
Zhuo Yifan pondered for a moment, then his heart moved, his hands danced, and a brilliant light rose into the sky, falling on everyone like a goddess scattering flowers.
Everyone looked shocked and felt that there seemed to be an extra feeling in their hearts.
Let your frantic heart calm down immediately.
"The attacks of ghosts are usually aimed at the soul. This spiritual protection can temporarily help you resist their mental attacks, but your own will is the most important." Zhuo Yifan said.
This trick is actually born out of the "Revival of All Things" in "The Art of Derivatives", and is a large-area group spell.
But when Zhuo Yifan used the power of his mind to exert it, changes occurred that even he had not expected. These spiritual lights, holy and noble, were like gifts from God. After they fell on everyone little by little, they actually formed
A psychic force field.
The spiritual power of these people came together, with Zhuo Yifan as the center, as if they were a whole, allowing Zhuo Yifan to communicate with them instantly.
And this light of the soul is equivalent to adding a protective shield to everyone's soul consciousness, which will give them an even greater advantage when facing spiritual attacks.
Now if they encounter the mental attack of the psychedelic beast again, they will not be so vulnerable.
In the hearts of everyone, Zhuo Yifan is the spiritual pillar. As long as this pillar does not fall, they can gain endless confidence.
Zhuo Yifan walked down the underground passage first.
This passage is hundreds of meters wide, like a road to the sky.
Below, there is a faint mist and coldness, which makes people feel fear involuntarily.
But at this moment, with such a powerful spiritual practitioner as Zhuo Yifan in front, all the individuals in the spiritual force field felt the same and were not afraid at all.
The passage went downwards and walked for more than three thousand meters before reaching the first corner.
The further down you go, the darker the atmosphere becomes, and finally it reaches a level that is almost suffocating.
Ouyang Qingzhi said softly: "Hey, there are stone statues here too."