The sword is the devil

Chapter 434: Shan'in Ghost Festival 4
Hou Tiao was very satisfied, being able to help a person in need, not only helped him find his wife, but also helped Xiaoxiu leave an upward path.

You can have hatred, but if you let hatred blind your mind, the loss outweighs the gain.

He doesn't forgive others, but he controls his anger value under the law's system, and he can retract it freely.

The law is not to be obeyed, but to be understood. He found himself more and more inclined to this aspect, and he didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing?
He suddenly discovered that he had promised Chong Ling to work hard to become a demon so as to achieve the strategy of splitting Yanmen Quanzhen, but in fact there was no need to do it deliberately.

He was born with the potential in this area, but he used Hedge Ling's trustworthiness as an excuse.

This accident let him know that his persistence is still meaningful. In this space where yin and yang intersect, there are still all kinds of strange things happening. When most of the ghost Renxiu left, something began to appear. .

He also met a man who broke in privately and attacked the ghost messenger, just to obtain some kind of pure ghost power of the underworld; similarly, he also saw the ghost messengers encircling and suppressing the trespasser. For that ray of pure yang that makes ghosts salivate.

They need each other, they are each other's prey... It's just that the scale is small, and it happens occasionally, which can be regarded as small waves of the Shan'in Ghost Festival.

Both sides are considered to be living beings, and Hou Tiao chose to turn a blind eye to their struggle with each other.

Another discovery was that Xiuxiu was not the only one who was not eager to go to the main venue of the Ghost Festival. There was also a masked Taoist with unknown orthodoxy, riding a very cool bone dragon, wandering around the outskirts of the wilderness just like him, doing... doing the same thing as him.

In fact, in essence, there are no specific rules on how to participate in the Shan’in Ghost Festival, and there is no distinction between high and low; there is a reason to go to the main venue, where there are more dead souls, on the order of tens of millions, and of course there may be troubles Also more.

It is the different manifestations of personal ideals in different monks. The road is boundless, and each walks one way.

With the last three days left, the stern ghost howling in the sky became more and more urgent. To a monk like him, the sound was just a bit noisy, but to those dead souls, the howling represented a different meaning.

They began to go back desperately, no longer daring to linger in their old place, and there was such a chaos in an area.

Because of the existence of several mountains in this area, an effect similar to an echoing gallery has been cleverly formed; the ghost howls are rushing back and forth between the several hills, and the more urgent the whistling is, the more unclear the source of the sound waves is. Where?

There are always accidents, and there are not a few places where this happens at the junction of yin and yang, but the dead souls in most areas can come out by themselves. Only this place, the terrain is so ingenious, nature naturally forms a similar echo array.

In addition to urging accidents, the whistle also has the function of guiding the direction.This is not an obstacle for practitioners, but for ordinary dead souls in a state of panic, sadness, and helplessness, they cannot be correctly identified.

Like a swarm of headless chickens.

Hou Tiao discovered this situation at the first time, and immediately began to ride the horse to drive away the guide. At the same time, the masked Taoist man riding a bone dragon also started his movements, and the two began to divide and cooperate. The land guides the dead.

For a while, the sword roar and dragon chant resounded in the sky, gradually overshadowing the ghost whistle. Hundreds of thousands of dead souls were gathered and merged, and then, guided by the dragon chant and the sword whistle, began to drift in a fixed direction.

Although I don't know what will happen to the dead souls if they can't catch up with the ghost festival gathering, but I think it's not a good thing.

Under the tacit guidance of the two, hundreds of thousands of dead souls floated out of this valley. In order to prevent further loss, the two escorted them all the way; Spectacular.

It has not been two days, and it is perfect to escort these undead back to the venue and participate in the final ceremony.

During the Shanyin Ghost Festival this time, he didn't see many ghosts and ghosts, and he didn't know anyone to cultivate friends, but in terms of mood, he felt that it was meaningful, and it was much better than being a wooden stake at the ghost festival venue .

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Two days away from their team of souls who were on their way, the endless wilderness was full of souls. Looking down from the sky, it looked like a layer of gray waves covering the field, dense and endless.

In the very center, a huge black altar was crowded with hundreds of ghosts and ghosts.If it is an army, standing in awe, such a scene will be very solemn and solemn, but the problem is that ghosts cannot stand still.

Their bodies have no regular shape, and they sway with the wind. In addition, they wear ancient robes and high crowns to show their identities. They obviously don't move, but they show a strong sense of movement under the wind.

A group of Taoists stood on a soil bag and watched from a distance. Here are all monks belonging to the Taoist inheritance of the Splendid Continent. There are dozens of monks in each sect.

Because of the limited realm, although they cannot represent their respective orthodoxy, standing here together is a gesture of dominating the common people.

There are other people cultivating, Buddhism, demons, sects, etc. They don't hold together like this. Instead, they scatter in twos and threes, watching the performances of ghosts from the underworld. Everyone is thinking, it's almost over, it's really boring .

"A group of ghosts dancing wildly, ghosts jumping on beams... To be honest, I really want to throw a big fire spell into it, that will really enhance the atmosphere."

A Taoist frowned. His name was Gao Yunqi, a Taoist of Qimen. Qimen was also one of the most prestigious and powerful Taoist schools in the Splendid Continent. He was hidden and independent.

In fact, it's not just him, everyone here can't accept this kind of aesthetic view of the underworld, and this is what they have been watching all day for the past few days.

"Being born in the yang world has its end, so it doesn't matter if you die in the underworld. The yang world and the underworld are all similar, and you should just be drifting in a foreign land.

These ghosts are doing the underworld as a career, which is very ridiculous. "

This is Yang Yanzheng, a monk of Wumen, and Wumen is also the top Taoist school in Jinxiu Continent. Therefore, in the Taoist system, whoever speaks first and who answers last is very particular; It is generally good to accurately distinguish the strength of the Taoist sects behind these people.

On the gray altar, hundreds of ghost messengers trembled like wind blowing wheat waves, singing loudly,

...Heaven and hell, where good and evil are at one's will, life and death strive to be the first to be enlightened.Wushe's family fate, forgetting to spread his hands in front of the street.The light is poor and weak, and the clouds and water, the travels are floating.Persist in perseverance, keep the sky forever, and last forever.The old sins are about to be wiped out, and the sages and sages are determined...

(End of this chapter)