The sword is the devil

Chapter 435: Shan'in Ghost Festival 5
"I see what these ghosts are doing, I'm afraid it may not be as simple as ghost festival?"

Jinmen monk Du Changqing snorted coldly, it's not just him who feels this way, in fact, most of the cultivators have this feeling, and it's not the impression this Ghost Festival gave them, but the subtle influence of the century.

The Taoist sect has suspicions about this, but after all, Yin and Yang are separated, and this is something that cannot be proved.

Among them, what touched them the most was the attitude of these ghosts and ghosts towards ordinary dead souls.

Hundreds of years have passed, and changes have been carried out bit by bit. The good attitude of ghosts in history has long been a thing of the past, and it has slowly evolved into the way they treat slaves, pigs and dogs now, especially on such a large-scale occasion as the Shan'in Ghost Festival. , Even if the ghost messengers are deliberately covering up, some things cannot be hidden.

In the underworld, the meaning of the massive number of dead souls to these underworld ghost messengers is equivalent to that of the ordinary people in the world of the underworld to practitioners. dissatisfied.

From this, it is not difficult to judge the current bad situation of the underworld. It may not be clear, but the direction and trend are clear.

Gao Yunqi sneered, "These ghosts and ghosts wantonly harvest yang energy, which has gone beyond the scope of normal practice, and they are suspected of backfiring the concept of practice. I don't know their purpose for doing so.

The underworld is a different kind of paradise, who will compete with them?In an environment that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, why are you so eager to strengthen yourself? "

These ideas are also not his own ideas, but come from the elders of the division; the old guys have doubts, but they can't prove it, so they can only watch and wait.

This is a very passive situation, but there is no other better way.

Originally, they only heard the occasional talk from the elders of the Shimen, but now they actually participated in the Ghost Festival, only to find that what they said was true, just like now, the so-called high platform sacrifice method is actually to transfer yang energy from a large number of dead souls.

When the dead soul is connected to the underworld, there is a limit value for receiving yang energy; generally speaking, 12 years is the limit. After 12 years, the dead soul is completely transformed into a ghost. die.

However, if the dead souls have entered the underworld within 12 years, there is still a possibility of carrying a trace of yang energy. Of course, this refers to the place where the yin and yang worlds intersect. If transformation occurs, most of the dead souls will lose that trace of yang energy.

It is through this method that ghosts and ghost soldiers absorb a large amount of yang energy. This kind of yang energy transformed through the soul is much faster and more powerful than their direct absorption.

Therefore, you can kindly understand that the Chengshan Yin Ghost Festival is to provide these new souls with a chance to look back at the yang world;

But it can also be understood maliciously that these dead souls are just tools used by ghost messengers for their own practice, they are scattered out to absorb yang energy, and then transformed into these ghost masters through ritual sacrifices.

The yang energy that a dead soul can bear is extremely limited, almost negligible, but if the amount reaches a certain limit, it is also a terrifying amount.

Splendid Continent has a population of billions, how many people will leave in 12 years?An astronomical figure!
Every 12 years, a group of ghosts and soldiers will come to harvest... This may be for practice, but it seems to be impossible.

Apart from these unarmed dead souls, are there other threats to the underworld?

Today is the last day of the Twelve-Day Ghost Festival. The yang qi in the bodies of a large number of dead souls has been harvested in batches and batches, but the last batch of dead souls has not returned.

In terms of quantity alone, hundreds of thousands of dead souls are really nothing compared to the total number of hundreds of millions. Even if this part of yang energy cannot be absorbed in the end, it will not affect the fundamentals.

But if it is complete, festive, and complete for a festival, it may be nothing.

Although ghosts have no face, they are the ones with the best face.

The ghost howls on the altar became more and more horrific, threatening, urging, and intimidating, forcing the last group of dead souls to run wildly.

This is a family matter of the ghosts in the underworld, and no one can stop them; in fact, more than a hundred monks from various sects in the mainland are also looking forward to an early end to all this.

After staying in this ghostly place for a long time, even the mood is dark.

Compared with other groups of dead souls who gathered earlier, the late arrival of the last group obviously cannot be explained by disobeying orders. On this point, the ghost messengers are very clear, they are very familiar with the current boundary where yin and yang intersect, but this is not forgiveness reason.

On such a grand festival, with the scrutinizing eyes of many people and hundreds of millions of ghosts watching, the last and most important process of the whole ceremony had to be rearranged. intolerable.

In such an atmosphere, from far away, a team of hundreds of thousands of ghosts finally appeared in everyone's sight, running crookedly and dragging their feet, but the formation could barely be seen.

The number of hundreds of thousands seems astonishing, but compared to the large formation they are about to enter, it is insignificant.

In charge of the Shanyin Ghost Festival this time is a batch of bull-headed horse noodles, one batch, more than a dozen, not a pair; in the perception of ordinary people, it seems that there are only one pair of bull-headed horse noodles in the underworld, which is wrong.

The bull head and horse face are more like the title of an official in the underworld, rather than a specific number; they all look alike, dark and ugly, which is seen in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of monks, these ghosts There is still a difference.

But the specific difference in status and position is beyond the comprehension of human cultivators. After all, there are ghost halls in the ten directions in the underworld, and the occupation system is a mess in the eyes of outsiders.

These ghost messengers lead hundreds of ghost soldiers, and they are the leaders of this Shanyin Ghost Festival.

The howling of ghosts suddenly became high-pitched and sharp, even Renxiu could hear the anger in it, and then, a bull head came out more and more,

The halberds pointed at each other, "One is a loss of promise, the other is a late return, the third is a disorder of the rules, and the fourth is a violation of the law!

The ten halls of Yama are in strict order, so you don't keep the Yin time.Tired of all the souls waiting for no reason, almost missed the auspicious time, what should be the crime? "

As if singing an opera, hundreds of ghosts and soldiers on the altar behind shouted in unison, "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The bull head smirked, flipped his hands over, and a hundred-foot-long black soul-cracking whip appeared in his hands, and when he swirled it in the air, the sound of cracking flowers was like thunder.

The next moment, the long whip was rolled up, and it was thrown at the dead souls floating in front. Just looking at the castration, if they really hit, thousands of dead souls would be ecstasy and scattered under the whip.

It was too late and then it was too fast, a black-headed horse suddenly accelerated, and rushed up from the team, faster than the black-headed horse, was a cold sword light!

The flying sword arrived in no time, and accurately pierced through the vital part of the bull's head. How had I ever seen such a thunderbolt method?

The black horse rushed to the front of the team, the knight reined in, his front hooves were raised high, and the horse neighed!
A man on horseback held a long sword upside down, stared around with eagle eyes, and pointed at the altar with a halberd, silently majestic!

... Riding on the Zou as the sword envoy, Qingfeng plays the sound of Shan.

(End of this chapter)