Taoist students

Chapter 523 Awakening of Talismans
"You mean that those who stayed on Pengdao and didn't have time to go out, the reason why they don't have spirits is because of that clay jar?" Dongfang Mo looked at Gu Ya and asked in surprise.

"Although Grandpa Gu is not sure, he is still [-] to [-]% sure." Gu Ya said.

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo was extremely shocked.

Gu Ya was not surprised to know that the living dead on Pengdao had no spirits, because he had told this old bum about it last time.

It's just that he never thought that the people on Pengdao have no spirits, and they are related to that clay jar.

Throughout the ages, Peng Island has been opened countless times, and many of them did not go out due to various reasons. Could it be that the souls of those people were all swallowed up by that clay jar.You must know that many of them are still monks in the Infant Transformation Realm.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo turned to look at the clay altar, and swallowed subconsciously.

While he was pondering, the man in white was only one step away from the clay altar.At this time, he clearly saw a strange pattern engraved on the clay seal of the clay jar.

It was a head bleeding from seven orifices, vivid and lifelike.And it was exactly the same as the one Dongfang Mo found on the top of the bone mountain.

After seeing this pattern, for some reason, the man in white trembled for no reason.

But at this time, the battle between real Biying and the man in black became more intense.He could only see the far corner of the wall, where there was a large cloud of green ghostly aura, enveloping Master Biying, the man in black, and the two giant ghosts.

The green ghostly aura kept rolling, and Dongfang Mo couldn't see which of the two had the upper hand.

Seeing this scene, there was a little struggle in his eyes.But after a while, he made up his mind, and saw that he moved a little closer to the iron gate unconsciously, so that if there was any accident, he could escape out immediately.

Seeing his actions, the flames in Gu Ya's eyes jumped. He knew Dongfang Mo very well, and he was absolutely daring.

Having practiced for decades, it is reasonable to say that Dongfang Mo is not a fledgling kid, but he has always intervened in the battles between the infant transformation realms, wanting to see if he can fish in troubled waters.From the point of view of bone teeth, this is an absolute death-seeking behavior.

Dongfang Mo didn't know what Gu Ya was thinking, the reason why he stayed here was indeed to fish in troubled waters.The so-called wealth and wealth are sought in danger, if you don't take some risks, how can you have a chance.

After approaching the iron gate, he concentrated on looking at the man in white in front of him, because the man in white had already stretched out a palm.

I saw his wide robe being rattled by the momentum from the clay jar, and his cuffs suddenly swelled, turning into a big black hole, and a suction force came from it, trying to draw the clay jar into the sleeves .

But then his expression changed slightly, it turned out that he found that the clay jar in front of him could not be shrunk.

Seeing this, his palms vibrated, white spots of light appeared on the skin of his palms, and he slapped towards the clay jar without hesitation.

At this time, Biying Daoist and the man in black in the green ghost fog opened their eyes wide at the same time, and Dongfang Mo also watched intently.

Only Gu Ya's eyes were full of sarcasm.

In the palm of the man in white, there is still an inch away from the clay altar, and the moment he is about to touch it.

"Om..."

An aura erupted from the clay altar. Caught off guard, the white-clothed man stepped back with a thud, and was knocked several feet away.

"Hula...Hula..."

Followed by a series of black shadows, filed out from the clay jar, covering the man in white in an instant.

"Humph!"

The man in white let out a cold snort, and a white flame ignited on his body. The white flame surrounded him and burned the black shadows that were trying to get into his body, causing these black shadows to scream and scream like The tide ebbed away.

Only then did everyone see clearly that those black shadows turned out to be demonic souls.

Counting them in detail, there are hundreds of these demon souls, and there are more than a dozen of them, all exuding fluctuations in the cultivation base of the infant transformation state.

The moment Dongfang Mo saw these demon souls, his eyes widened sharply.

It turned out that among these demon souls, he saw the blood gourd old monster at a glance, and the silver-horned demon clan who looked like a boy, and he even saw a man with a handsome and strange face, which was Chu Qing.

Although he wondered why the soul of Qingqing was here, but after seeing these people, he immediately understood that what Gu Ya said was not wrong, those who did not leave Pengdao, their souls were indeed swallowed by that clay altar up.

"Old monster blood gourd!"

But at this time, when the man in white saw the figure of a red-faced man among these demon souls, he couldn't help but exclaimed.

He recognized this person as the blood gourd old monster who was all-powerful 700 years ago.

Some people said that the old monster had already passed away, but only he and the man in black knew that the blood gourd old monster had not passed away, but came to Pengdao just to seek an opportunity to break through to the Immortal Ascension Boundary.

After the closure of Pengdao that year, they did not find the return of the blood gourd.With this old monster's cultivation base, it is naturally impossible for him to be destroyed, so he was probably trapped on Peng Island.And with Pengdao's characteristics, no matter how high or low his cultivation level is, as long as he is trapped, he will become a living dead.

And just a few months ago, he and the man in black witnessed the whereabouts of this person, and found that the blood gourd monster had indeed turned into a living dead.

Even the two of them used tricks to lure this person to the position of the four-element array broken by Fairy Youming, trying to make him, Fairy Youming, Tianque Sanren and others fight to the death.

But at this time, the man in white saw the spirit of the blood gourd old monster, and he got out of the clay jar. With his scheming, he realized in an instant that the clay jar in front of him was very likely related to the lack of spirits of the living dead on Pengdao Island.

Thinking of this, his eyes showed a frenzy of blazing heat.

Unexpectedly, during this trip, he would come across the secrets about Pengdao. Maybe if he got the mud jar, he would get some unexpected benefits. The temptation to him was absolutely irresistible.

The real person Biying and the man in black in the distance obviously noticed this scene, especially the man in black. After seeing the spirit of the blood gourd, he also reflected it.

As for Master Biying, although he knew the blood gourd old monster, he didn't know why the old monster's soul came out of the clay jar.And judging from its appearance, the old ghost had obviously lost his sanity at this time.

However, when she saw a woman with a stiff expression among the dozen or so demon souls in the baby-transforming state, she immediately recognized this person as an elder guardian of the Demon Sect.

More than 100 years ago, Peng Island came into being, and the woman never went out after landing on Peng Island.

Master Biying is also an old monster who has lived for countless years. Now that she sees the woman's soul here, and the specialness of Pengdao, she immediately thinks of something.

Shock first appeared in the woman's eyes, and after she was shocked, she turned to greed when she looked at the clay jar.

Compared with the real monks in the infant stage, the devil souls in the infant stage must be greatly inferior. After all, they do not have a physical body and mana, and many magical powers are completely unable to display.

In addition, the three of them are all at the late stage of the Infant Transformation Realm, so they have no fear at all in the face of hundreds of demon souls.Especially Daoist Biying, she practiced ghostly skills, and even had several ways to specifically restrain these demonic spirits.

Just when the three of them were about to make a move, they wiped out all the demon souls around them, and then went to seize the clay altar.

"call out!"

A yellow light broke through the air from the position of the iron gate without warning, and settled in the mid-air of the hall.

Taking a closer look, the yellow light was a palm-sized talisman engraved with blood-colored patterns.

The moment the talisman appeared, it trembled immediately, and the bloody lines on it flowed, exuding a cold aura of the same origin as the surrounding.

The moment the talisman appeared, hundreds of devil souls around, including the dozen or so infant-turning beings, all roared hysterically, and then rushed towards the clay altar.

"call……"

But a dark wind rose out of thin air.

Under this cloudy wind, hundreds of demon souls paused one after another, and then their bodies were stretched infinitely, and finally exploded into puffs of black smoke, which were swallowed by the yellow talisman in the midair like a wind-blown cloud.

After all the demon souls disappeared without a trace, the yellow talisman trembled more violently, and the bloody lines on it became more and more clear.

All this happened too quickly, from the appearance of the yellow talisman to the devouring of all the demon souls, it was only a matter of breath.

At this time, Biying Daoist and Shuangsha two demons all showed astonished expressions, and then the three of them turned around at the same time, looking at the iron gate.

I saw a slender and handsome Taoist priest looking at the trembling talisman in midair, his eyes full of astonishment.

Dongfang Mo was extremely shocked now. He didn't expect that when many demon souls rushed out of the clay altar, his storage bag would not be able to restrain the ghost painting talisman. Hundreds of demon souls were devoured.

"Buzz!"

Just when the expressions of the four were all shocked, the clay jar on the bone pile suddenly vibrated without warning, and something seemed to come out of it.

"call out!"

Almost instantly, another ray of yellow light broke through the mud seal of the clay altar and soared into the sky, and settled in midair.

Taking a closer look, the yellow light is still a palm-sized yellow talisman, and this talisman is generally the same as the one shot out from the oriental ink storage bag before.

The only difference is that the bloody lines on the second talisman are more bright red and dazzling than those on the first one.

The moment this talisman shot up, it exuded a monstrous demonic aura, and the billowing demonic aura instantly wrapped the talisman, and then began to condense, finally forming a huge figure more than ten feet high.

This figure was holding a sinister and sinister triangular fork, staring at two blood-red eyes as big as lanterns.From its size, it seems to be a skeleton frame wearing a scarlet cloak.

It's just that there are fine teeth in the mouth of this skeleton, which makes people shudder.

And at the place between the eyebrows of the skeleton's frame, through the aura of the demon soul, one can vaguely see the existence of the yellow talisman.

The yellow talisman continuously gushes out the energy of the demon soul, it seems that this talisman is the core of the skeleton.

The moment the skeleton frame appeared, the blood-red eyes ignored Bi Ying and the other four people, and looked at another yellow talisman in midair, with a fierce gleam in his eyes.

At the same time, the ghost painting talisman in mid-air trembled violently again, exuding an invisible cold aura without fear.

"Ow!"

The skeleton opened its mouth to the sky and let out a roar.Under its roar, Dongfang Mo didn't hear any sound, but his body shook violently, two streams of bright red blood came out of his ears, and his eyes were full of confusion.

And at this moment, the stone hall shook, and boulders rolled down one by one.

Biying Daoist and Shuangsha two demons, the expressions of the three changed drastically at the same time, and they all stabilized their figures with the agitation of mana.

At the critical moment, Dongfang Mo bit the tip of his tongue and finally woke up pale.His expression turned pale, and he flicked the whisk forward in his hand.

"Shh!"

The silver-white brush elongated suddenly, and in a split second, it rolled up the trembling ghost painting talisman in mid-air, and pulled it back.

Dongfang Mo was overjoyed and was about to jump out of the iron gate and prepare to escape.

However, at this moment, the ferocious skeleton stretched out a white, withered palm, and grabbed Dongfang Moyao.

In an instant, Dongfang Mo seemed to be frozen, unable to move his body.

Not only that, the iron door behind him was about to close with a rumbling sound.

When he sensed an inexplicable aura that imprisoned him, Dongfang Mo's face instantly turned pale.

"The power of the law!"

　To be continued

　　
　
(End of this chapter)