The bloody footprints and mottled dripping blood on the gray-white stone bridge were absorbed in an instant.
Zhang Wenfeng did not speak, but made a gesture of invitation. Since he chose to take action, there was no reason to give up halfway. Ghosts are not tolerated in the world of yang. No matter what kind of reason there is, or the great injustice, there is a difference between yin and yang, ghosts should return.
The underworld.
He is not the real judge of the underworld and is not responsible for judging cases and settling good and evil consequences.
Just capture the ghosts you encounter that are lingering in the world and send them down.
There is no right or wrong, but responsibility.
By thinking in this way, he will be able to avoid negative karma and be calm in his mind.
The fox girl was relieved, turned around and continued walking towards the other end of the bridge filled with light mist, her body had a brilliance that shone slightly.
She already knew how to cross the bridge. The most difficult thing was to step on the stone bridge and unknowingly accept the "desire trap" test. After so many years of nourishment by spiritual energy and yin energy, Qiao Ling's cultivation far exceeded hers, and she
The method of offering incense to the bridge that he knew did not restrict the strength of the bridge spirit as much as he wished.
Qiao Ling took the opportunity to make her life worse than death. She also felt that not resisting was the only danger.
Fortunately, Guanzhu Zhang intervened and interrupted Qiao Ling's insidious method of taking advantage of the favorable location.
The fog on both sides of the stone bridge screamed and roared, and billowing black fog rolled towards the fox girl and the Taoist priest.
Amidst the chanting of the scriptures, the sword energy roared, and the Taoist priest looked solemn. He held the incense in one hand, and swung his sword with the other hand to slash the black mist ghost energy one after another. No matter how ferocious the fog formed into the monster, the sword energy collapsed under the thunder light.
The donkey closely followed the footsteps of the viewer, and the lightning it released landed in the direction of the viewer's sword.
It has experienced many ghostly things, and as its cultivation and strength have improved, its courage is much different than before.
One person and one donkey cooperated seamlessly, and the two bridge spirits used countless methods to fight, but they did not dare to get within ten feet of each other.
Taoist swordsmanship makes them instinctively fearful. If they were to receive a real blow from the sword, they would be afraid that they would disintegrate and return to the bridge pier, sleeping for who knows how many years before they can recover.
The bridge spirit is with the bridge. If the bridge does not collapse, the bridge spirit will live forever.
The fox girl finally reached the end of the bridge and stepped on the huge pier. Without looking back, she strolled towards the stone wall standing in front of her.
She stretched out her slender right hand with dried blood, muttered something in her mouth, and cut the palm with a short blade. With determination in her eyes, the woman pressed her bloody palm against the bare dark black stone wall.
The stone wall slowly absorbed the blood from the woman's palm, and a faint light flickered in the darkness.
Zhang Wenfeng and the donkey were guarding the entrance of the bridge pier. The two bridge spirits led many ghosts, roaring and circling, not daring to approach.
"Everyone, resentment cannot solve the problem. How about letting go of everything, entering the realm of the underworld, entering reincarnation, and starting a new life. All grudges will be settled in the dark, which is better than suffering here year after year. What do you think?
"
Zhang Wenfeng put the remaining incense in the gap between the bridge piers and asked calmly.
I heard from Xinyue that this place is quite special. Apart from crossing the river by walking on the stone bridge, it cannot be reached by flying.
Now that he has taken care of this matter, he will try his best to get rid of all the ghosts. The immortality of the bridge spirit is only a relative term. As for the stone bridge after the bridge spirit descends to the underworld, the stone bridge may collapse without the guard of the bridge spirit. He estimates that
It will be three to five years later.
It's okay if this bridge of evil collapses.
In response to the Taoist priest, many angry ghosts shouted and cursed.
"Stinky Taoist priest, I curse you to a bad death!"
"You are a stinky Taoist priest who helps the tyrants to persecute the emperor. I curse you to be struck by thunder and your cultivation will collapse!"
"Curse you..."
The donkey was furious when he heard this, and cursed: "You devils who don't know good and evil, who cares to save you? Go to hell!" He struck more than ten lightning bolts in succession, and when he got close to the cursed devil, it turned into black energy and dissipated, driving away the black mist.
Rushing backwards.
Zhang Wenfeng glanced in the direction of the fox girl, and it seemed that the gate would be difficult to open for a while.
He stopped the donkey from making unnecessary attacks. The two bridge spirits were not even willing to ask how to get to the underworld. It seemed that the resentment could not be resolved and he could not stay here for a long time. It was also obvious that the bridge spirits thought that he had no means to deal with them.
That's why he was so unscrupulous.
He put his left index finger close to his mouth and silently called "Bai Wuchang, please" several times.
Assistance is also a type of strength.
After a while, all the screams and curses of the ghosts stopped, and then, like a ghost, black mist poured under the stone bridge and hid.
Bai Wuchang appeared as a transparent figure in the sky, his eyes looking around as if he was looking for something, with a somewhat cautious look.
Zhang Wenfeng raised his hands and saluted: "I have met fellow Taoist Bai!"
He saw that Bai Wuchang had used a trick to isolate the fox girl who opened the door in front of the stone wall from him and the donkey.
The very clever technique did not alarm Xin Yue.
Bai Wuchang smiled and returned the greeting: "You're welcome, Fellow Daoist Zhang, I don't know about that gentleman..."
He originally didn't know certain news, but on the eve of Mo Ye's departure from the human world, he made such a big noise, which alarmed the higher-ups in the underworld. A man with a terrifying identity appeared next to the temporary underworld officer he was looking for.
A big shot in the domain, the higher ups gave him a message.
"You said Fellow Daoist Mo Yemo, she has been away for some time."
Zhang Wenfeng said this deliberately.
Bai Wuchang's pale face turned whiter and more transparent, and he quickly interrupted: "Fellow Daoist Zhang is looking for me, but what's the important matter?"
Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. This Taoist priest was so courageous. Although he called him by the wrong name, it almost meant the same thing. He was frightened when he heard it. The man's temper was notoriously weird.
Zhang Wenfeng pointed to the stone bridge and explained the matter simply.
Bai Wuchang didn't say anything. In fact, when he stepped here, he knew why Zhang Wenfeng invited him. He stepped out and disappeared into the air. The rule of not flying here was of no use to him. He was not a living monster, he was a ghost cultivator.
There was a sound of strong wind blowing below the stone bridge. In the face of the absolute strength, neither bridge spirit dared to let go of a single thing, and so many ghosts were thrown into the underworld by Bai Wuchang like throwing straws.
If you don't listen to your kind words, you will be treated harshly.
Zhang Wenfeng thanked Bai Wuchang for reappearing, and asked: "Fellow Daoist Bai, after Qiao Ling takes it away, how long will this stone bridge last?"
He didn't want it to be fine when he went in, but the bridge was broken when he came back. It would be troublesome if he couldn't go back.
With someone who understands, of course he has to ask before he can feel relieved.
Bai Wuchang took a careful look at the stone bridge and said: "It won't collapse within ten years. This bridge connects the two places..." He suddenly stopped talking, as if it was inconvenient to elaborate, and said with a smile: "I can't live in this world.
If you stay a little longer, let’s say goodbye!”
Zhang Wenfeng stopped him in a hurry and said apologetically: "Didn't I collect a batch of ghosts in mid-September last year? There were many powerful old ghosts among them. I wonder why the underworld didn't help me calculate my merits? Please ask fellow Taoist Bai."
He did not reveal how he knew the secret of merit calculation, leaving Bai Wuchang to guess on his own.
Sometimes smart people think too much and tend to complicate simple problems.
If you think about Mo Ye, you can't blame him, but he didn't say anything.
After all, the hard work of collecting ghosts could not be in vain. After finally meeting Bai Wu, he couldn't hide the situation that needed to be reported. Isn't there an old saying, "Children who cry get candy."
Bai Wuchang glanced at the Taoist priests who were extremely powerful and had brought a lot of trouble to the underworld. He had no choice but to accept them as his temporary subordinates, and said: "Let me help you ask."
The figure disappeared in an instant. If he didn't leave, he was worried that the Taoist priest would keep asking him endless questions.
If the other party dares to ask about some taboo things, he doesn't dare to listen.
Donkey met Bai Wuchang once. Last year in the wilderness of Huanye, Bai Wuchang teamed up with Hei Wuchang and others to set up a trap to capture Jiu Ming into the underworld. Having seen it from a distance, it knew that the relationship between the viewer and Bai Wuchang was unusual.
It doesn't ask any more questions. It looks at the fox girl who is holding on to the stone wall and reminds the viewer: "The situation over there doesn't seem right?"
Zhang Wenfeng put away his thoughts, walked to Xin Yue, stared at the stone wall that was still absorbing blood, and asked in a low voice: "What's going on?" He saw that Xin Yue had lost too much blood, and if he continued to draw blood like this, the fox who was holding on would
Girls will be sucked dry.
"I don't know either……"
Xin Yue's voice trembled and her body was shaky.
Her vision turned black and she held on with faith, maybe the stone wall would open the door next moment.
Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the woman with bloodless lips, and thought that Xin Yue knew everything? He took out the wrist blade on his right cuff, cut his own hand, and reached out to press against the shimmering stone wall.
Xin Yue's stop came belatedly, "Don't... yours are useless..."
Before he finished speaking, the huge bridge pier beneath his feet shook, and the stone wall receded with a buzzing sound, revealing a dark passage.
Xin Yue's palm left the stone wall, feeling dizzy and unable to hold on any longer, she leaned towards Guanzhu Zhang.
She knew the spells and methods for crossing the bridge and opening the passage, but she didn't expect it to be so dangerous. It almost killed her twice, which made her terrified.