The smile of the evil spirit Jiang Gu is getting thicker and thicker. As long as he gets this body, he can be reborn!
But when the two hands were about to touch, Jiang Yan suddenly regained consciousness and grabbed the evil spirit Jiang Yan's wrist.
"I don't want to be locked up in that dark space by you again, so it's better for you to die."
"I was ordered by the Tiansi to pay homage to the Emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, and Geng Shen Jiazi played to the heaven. There are many evil spirits in front of the door every day, and my body is covered with Xuanguang to ensure my health."
This is a spell that Jiang Yan learned when he was in Nanping Town. Every year around the Closing Day in Nanping Town, the yin energy in the valley will leak out and invade the village. At this time, the mayor will lead everyone to recite this spell.
The Curse of Evil Spirits has the same origin as the Yin Qi of Pan Valley, so this mantra naturally has the same inhibitory effect on the Curse of Evil Spirits.
Facts have proved that Jiang Yan's conjecture is not only correct, but also the power of this mantra is more powerful than the Taishang Qin Xinwen and the Book of Saviors.
After reciting this mantra, the spiritual power in Jiang Gu's body poured out like running water, and the entire world was dyed dark blue.
The dark green spiritual power continued to condense under the blessing of the spell, and finally merged into a ray of fairy light that made Jiang Yan's own Yang and God tremble.
The dark blue fairy light fell on the evil spirit Jiang Gu. The evil spirit's eyes showed fear and his body turned into a faint smoke in the blue light.
The curse of evil spirits has not been eradicated, but with the help of Nanping Town's spell, we can finally get through this Ghost Festival safely.
The power of the spell just now was so powerful that even Jiang Yan himself was a little surprised.
"Nanping Town is located in a remote area. Where did such a powerful spell come from?"
Thinking of the Heavenly Grade Shadow Wall in Pan Valley that suppresses the valley, and the terrifying spell that suppresses Yin Qi in Nanping Town, Jiang Gu guessed that a powerful enlightened person must have passed by a long time ago and left behind these two things.
East and West, keep Nanping Town safe for generations.
Hu Meiniang has been paying attention to the situation on Jiang Chan's side. Just when the evil spirit Jiang Chan was about to gain the upper hand, Hu Meiniang was already ready to take action.
But the appearance of that cyan mysterious light instantly turned the tide of the battle, and even Hu Meiniang's cultivation level felt palpitations when that mysterious light appeared.
"Jiang Yan, Taoist priests from Xuanpu Mountain rarely travel in Xuanguo. Where did you learn these techniques?" Hu Meiniang appeared behind Jiang Yan and asked.
"I don't know either. The last time I was escaping from trouble in the Alps Mountain, someone helped me secretly, and I learned these verses."
"You boy are really blessed."
After the Ghost Festival passed safely, Jiang Gu breathed a sigh of relief. Judging from the power of this spell, he probably didn't have to worry too much about the outbreak of the evil spirit curse these few times.
After staying in Yuxiu Mountain for nearly a month, Jiang Yan's cultivation level has also made great progress. Although he is still in the early stage of the Juling Realm, his spiritual power is already comparable to the peak of the Juling Realm.
"By the way, Sister Fox, I have a friend who is collecting folk songs in Songshan Mountain. This is the territory of a certain great demon. Can you please ask him not to embarrass my friend?"
The big demons in the mountains of Xiandu are all familiar with each other. If Hu Meiniang speaks for him, Song Yu will naturally not be in any danger.
But after hearing this, Hu Meiniang's face became a little uncertain.
"Songshan, why did you end up in that ghost place? I'm afraid this busy sister can't help you."
"Why, aren't Sister Fox familiar with the Great Demon of Songshan?"
"The people living on Songshan Mountain are not monsters, they are humans!"
"People?" Jiang Yan was a little surprised, who would live where.
"A weird and powerful old woman named Lei Hongnv has occupied the place where she raises silkworms on the top of the snow in Songshan Mountain. She never interacts with monsters like us."
"Since he is a human being, he should not embarrass the students of Wenfu."
"Not necessarily, the peak of Songshan Mountain is dangerous and you will fall into the cliff if you are not careful; secondly, what Lei Hongnu hates most is outsiders coming into the mountain and disturbing her silkworms; thirdly, those silkworms are not easy to mess with, if your
If my friend is not as strong as you, then I guess the odds are against me."
Jiang Yan suddenly became anxious after hearing this.
"Sister Fox, I have to go to Songshan Mountain first. See you later!"
Living in the spirit realm is not yet able to ride on the wind, so one can only rely on drawing spirits to travel.
Although Songshan Mountain is not the highest mountain in Xiandu, it is the steepest, and the snow on the top of the mountain does not melt all year round.
Fat Tiger and Jiang Gu were traveling through the mountains. In many places, there was only a small stone to rest on. It was going to be dark soon, and there was still some distance to the top of the mountain. If you had poor visibility at night, it would be easy to cause problems if you forced the mountain to climb.
Jiang Yan chose to rest for the night. He turned around and looked at the road he had just walked. Jiang Yan couldn't help but take two steps back.
The hillside was straight and steep. If it weren't for Fat Tiger's nimbleness, Jiang Yan would have fallen down the cliff long ago. He was even a little worried about whether Song Yu could climb up.
Sitting on the rock, there is a cliff thousands of feet below. Songshan Mountain is as high as the sky. Under the red glow, the whole mountain seems to be lit with a ball of flame.
Sure enough, only in a sparsely populated place can you see this wonder of heaven and earth.
At night, the cold wind on Songshan Mountain was biting, so Jiang Gu found a cave to go in to avoid the wind and cold.
It was dark inside the cave, and Jiang Yan lit a torch.
Jiang Yan stuck the torch into a gap and prepared to spend the night here. Fat Tiger's plump body was the best pillow.
Fat Tiger looked at the head lying on top of him, stretched out his big tongue and took a lick.
Although Fat Tiger is a painting spirit, he is obviously different from other painting spirits. Jiang Yan doesn't know how to express this difference, he only feels that he is more spiritual.
The flames of the torch danced, and the entire cave alternated between light and darkness. Jiang Yan suddenly noticed something strange on the top of the cave.
"Fat Tiger, wake up"
He slapped the sleeping fat tiger awake, then stood on the tiger's back with a torch, wanting to see what was going on.
The cave was covered with a thin layer of ice, and through the ice Jiang Gu saw a mural on the stone.
In this mural, a person is holding a stone on a vast sea with raging waves.
"go inside"
Jiang Yan discovered that there were murals not just in this area, but in many places in the cave, and the murals were coherent and seemed to be telling some story.
After looking back and forth several times and sorting all the murals, Jiang Gu found some clues and deduced a general idea based on the order of the stone walls.
Someone came to the vast sea holding a strange stone. This stone was obviously a rare treasure in the world.
After the man threw the stone in his hand into the sea, thousands of mountains flew from all directions and gathered on the sea.
Countless mountains stretching for hundreds of miles fell into the sea, one after another. The original vast sea was not only filled up and turned into land, but also the mountains stood up spectacularly.
The people in the mural commanded, with the strange stone as the center, the sky and the earth as the chessboard, and the mountains as the components, moving the mountains and filling the sea to create a continent.
The murals were very sloppy, and there was no resemblance in form or spirit at all, but several of the peaks in them felt strangely familiar to Jiang Gu.