Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 493

The ghosts on the bus took another three steps back silently.

The timid ones among them have hugged each other and comforted each other.

We've just been stuck on the bus for more than ten years, how can we not keep up with the development of the times.

Today's Taoist priests are so good at playing, they are not human at all, so if they want to kill them, they will have fun!

Does this little Taoist priest want to learn from Zhuge Liang, play the trick of seven captures and seven moves, killing ghosts but also punishing his heart?
Looking at these guys, Jiang Yun's heart softened a bit.

They were also unlucky, they met floating spirits, they were dragged into the subspace together with the bus, and turned into ghosts.

To be reasonable, although they had bad intentions, they really wouldn't be out of their wits.

"Every layman, don't panic. Pindao is the most reasonable person. I just said to send you to reincarnation, so I will definitely send you to reincarnation."

"Everyone is reincarnated, even if it is to settle down in the underworld, it is better than being trapped on this bus?" Jiang Yun began to talk about the truth.

On his face, there was a righteous look of a master of Taoism, and he was extremely persuasive.

All the ghosts nodded their heads again and again, and let down a lot of vigilance.

When the atmosphere on the bus eased a lot, a black figure appeared on the bus very abruptly.

This black shadow couldn't tell what he looked like, and he didn't wear any clothes. After he appeared, he looked at the back row and said, "Hey, let me tell you how busy the car is today. So there are new people."

"You three guys, this is my territory, I am the ghost king here, by the way, have you seen my second master?"

Jiang Yun looked at the black shadow, raised his eyebrows, and asked tentatively, "Are you also a floating spirit?"

"You Taoist priest, you actually have some knowledge, and you actually recognize this king!"

Before the black shadow floating spiritual words could be finished, Jiang Yun pulled out the Sanqing Sword, and wiped his finger on the sword body, and white flames burst out of the sword body immediately.

The burning long sword turned into a sword flower, and then it slashed out with a sword.

When the Sanqing Sword touched the black shadow, it emitted a bright golden light, and the white flame burned even more vigorously.

Everything happened in an instant, and before the shadow floating spirit could react, it was completely melted by the sword.

Inside the bus, all the ghosts were frightened, screaming again and again, and chaos abounded.

These guys fled in all directions, but no matter how they ran, they would never get out of the bus.

Many ghosts had their heads squeezed out, and then they picked them up by themselves, pushed them back down, and continued to run.

The audience in the live broadcast room were dumbfounded by this funny scene.

"Fuck, you can only explain to me what happened just now."

"As soon as you hear the floating spirit, you immediately draw your sword for a second. Isn't this too real?"

"Other ghosts can talk about it, but the floating spirit must die, because this ghost is really explosive equipment!"

"Why is this floating ghost nucleus blue? It looks much more advanced than the white one just now."

"Needless to say anything, after I knew it was a floating spirit, I knew that the Taoist priest was going to do it."

Jiang Yun looked at the new floating ghost core, and after picking it up, he tentatively asked: "Senior Wang, this thing seems to be of much better quality, could it be middle-grade."

"That's right, it's the floating ghost core of the middle grade. The appearance of the middle grade is blue, while the appearance of the top grade is golden." Daoist Wang Shouren replied with a nod.

After the two floating spirits died, the bus emitted a burst of blue light, as if traveling through space, and stopped in an open space.

The 43 people trapped in the bus, as if they were relieved, got out of the bus collectively, stood outside, and looked at everything outside the bus curiously.

Many people even knelt on the ground, sticking their faces to the dirt, smelling the smell of the earth greedily.

Ever since they were trapped in the warp, the scene outside the bus, like a constant loop, has never changed.

The bus driver took out three coins from the coin box. Holding the coins in his hand, he kowtowed respectfully to the three priests.

The three coins emitted a burst of golden light, and the bus driver's originally pale face became serene at this moment, like a living person.

Then, he disappeared in the golden light.

When Jiang Yun was curious, the rest of the ghosts knelt down one after another.

They stretched out their hands and kowtowed.

Seeing this, Daoist Wang Shouren took out a large handful of coins from his pocket and threw them out.

All the ghosts competed for the coin, and after a while, the ghost who grabbed the coin was like the driver just now.

Holding the coins in their hands, they kowtowed to Jiang Yun and the other three before disappearing in the golden light.

The remaining twenty or so old and weak women and children and thin ghosts looked at each other, and after looking at each other, they knelt down again in unison.

Jiang Yun looked at Daoist Wang Shouren and asked, "Senior Wang, do you still have that coin?"

"No, Pindao went out, just for the convenience of his own car, so he grabbed those coins from the wishing well."

"Extreme spells are different, and it's not like your Tianyuan Taoist temple doesn't have one, so I'll leave the rest to you, kid." Daoist Wang Shouren said as a matter of course.

Chisong Daochang said disdainfully: "To save a dead soul, you still have to take merit coins, don't you think it's troublesome?"

"Let the underworld open a ghost door, if there is any difficulty, let it go!"

Daoist Wang Shouren stared, feeling like scolding back, but didn't speak.

Daoist Chisong pinched a formula with his hands, flicked the sleeves of his Taoist robe, and shouted: "The left hand opens the gate of heaven, and the right hand opens the gate of ghosts. Tianyuan orders, black and white impermanence obey orders, and the gate of ghosts opens!"

Where he pointed, a puff of white smoke spewed out from the ground.

After the smoke dissipated, a ghost gate was formed impressively.

Armed with weapons such as shackles and soul whips, the brigade of Yin soldiers poured out of the ghost gate.

Bai Wuchang, Xie Bi'an and Hei Wuchang, Fan Wushe, also walked out of the gate of hell, holding mourning sticks in their hands, cursing: "Who, it is a serious crime to open the gate of hell without permission!"

"Hey, it turned out to be Taoist Chief Chisong and Taoist Xiaojiang. We were wondering who was so bold. It turned out to be you two."

"This time it's the same as before, are you sending someone inside again?"

Daoist Wang Shouren looked at the gate of hell that was wide open, with envy in his eyes.

Although they are both practitioners, the patriarchs enshrined in Taoist temples are different, and the Taoism and status are also different.

Tianyuan Taoist Temple can be said to be the only one in the Taoist sect. Although it has no face in real life, in the underworld, that name is really useful!

Pointing at the remaining ghosts on the bus, Chisong Road Chief said impatiently: "I came back to work and met a floating spirit."

"These people are also unlucky. Check it out. If there is nothing wrong, you can take them down and arrange reincarnation."

Black and white impermanence seems to have a natural sense of fear for Taoist Chisong. After the two of them clasped their fists and accepted the order, they quickly led the ghost messenger and brought the ghosts down from the ghost gate.

As the last ghost messenger stepped into the ghost gate, the white mist slowly dissipated, and the ghost gate also disappeared.

Jiang Yun looked at Daoist Wang Shouren, and asked curiously, "Senior Wang, do you really know how to summon ghost gates?"

"You brat, you know why..." Daoist Wang Shouren said angrily.

The three of them looked at the bus, not knowing what to do when a convoy of small cars drove over from a distance.

Every car in the team is sprayed with the name of the company that can be used everywhere, which looks very cool.

(End of this chapter)