White snake fairy in the world

Chapter 68

Mount Fei is close to the outer mountains on the west side of the Yue Kingdom. There are wars, thieves, evil spirits, and ghosts all year round, so there are countless dead and the yin is particularly heavy.

Qingcang is the yang of the half dragon, suppressing all evils and not daring to approach.As soon as he leaves now, those guys will come.

Bai Jun walked into the heavy ghost fog, this cloudy mist illusion is probably composed of many ghosts, otherwise it would not be able to gather such a deep ghost energy to suppress the mountains.

Therefore, if you want to break the formation, you should go straight in and break into the center of the formation.

There is no more than one reason why the other party hides spirits and plays ghosts, and there is no certainty of defeating him, because even if a magic formation is set up, this place is still a mountain.

That's why Bai Junfang dared to go deep into the center of the phantom array and proceed calmly.

He picked up the flute and blew it lightly. The deep and melodious sound of the flute spread into the mountains and forests, and he walked in the wild and terrifying forests with a touch of melancholy.

"woooooooo~"

"woooooooo~"

"woooooooo~"

The sound of the flute spread farther and farther. There was a rustling sound in the peaceful and quiet mountain forest. It seemed that something was crawling. One after another, the sound of babies crying mixed into the sound of the flute, and it got closer and closer.

Baijun closed his eyes, stepped on the sky, and changed the tone with each step. The sounds of children crying at night seemed to have some kind of magical power, but they still couldn't surround and seal Baijun's hearing.

To enter the illusion, the most important thing is to deceive the perception of the five senses, such as the mouth, ears, nose, eyes, and touch.

The cries of the babies all around became more and more urgent and fierce. Babies covered in blood crawled out from among the leaves, bushes, front and back. They were all girls, with eyes full of blood and resentment. They all turned and locked towards Baijun.

A one-eyed baby boy smiled strangely while crawling, looking weird and terrifying amidst the cries of the group of babies.

He was holding his eyeball in one hand, and the eyeball was rolling in his hand, his eyeless eye socket was still bleeding, and he was really crawling towards the white man with staggering steps.

When he arrived in front of him, he made a muddy and low voice, "Big Brother, I'm so hungry, we're so hungry."

As he spoke, his blood-stained and muddy hands were about to grab the hem of Bai Jie's shirt.

Xiaoyin stopped suddenly, and Bai Yan opened his eyes, with golden vertical pupils shining brightly, "Kid, do you know that you can't stain other people's clothes?"

The baby boy was stunned for a moment, and continued: "Uncle, we are hungry, can we eat uncle?" As he spoke, he gave a strange laugh, and put the other finger in his mouth to bite, and said with a smile : "We're hungry!"

Hundreds of ghost babies all around said at the same time: "We... are hungry."

Bai Jun stretched out his hand and grabbed the male ghost baby's eyeballs, and said to himself: "You are hungry, what does it matter to me? Are you not my child?"

The male ghost baby became angry, "We are hungry, we have to eat."

Saying that, he threw himself towards Bai Jun.

But at this moment, Bai Yun's sleeves fluttered, and a small red snake leaped out and instantly changed from a foot long to a two foot long giant python, opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed the baby male ghost in one gulp.

Bai Jun smiled lightly and said, "It just so happens that my children are also hungry."

As he said that, he played the flute again, and big pythons suddenly crawled out from all around. They were all bloody pythons, devouring them one by one.

These little ghosts were frightened and ran away in panic, but there was no little ghost that did not become food in the sound of Baijun's flute.

Beside him, giant pythons entangled and devoured one after another, and the white scorpion walked all the way without blood.

"Woo~"

"Woo~"

Two voices sounded at the same time, and a pale little girl was leading a puppet-like boy in a bright red flowered dress and walking towards her.

Seeing Bai Jun, the little girl asked sadly, "Uncle, have you seen my brother?"

Bai Jun stopped playing his flute again, he didn't care what uncle was called.

Spreading his hands, a strange eyeball was in his palm.

"Are you talking about the owner of this eyeball?"

"Wow! You...you give me back my brother!" The little girl cried, two lines of bloody tears streaming down her pale face, looking very strange.

Bai Jun stretched out a hand, and the little girl stepped back instantly.

"Aren't you looking for your brother? I'll take you to see him."

With a faint smile, a moon-white gown, and a handsome face full of kindness.

The little girl couldn't help but lose face, her face fell off, her bloody face let out howls like beasts and ghosts, her fingers turned into sharp ten-fingered ghost claws, which could dig people's hearts.

The puppet-like little ghost also moved.

He raised his hand and reached for his eyes.

Suddenly, one of Bai Yan's arms raised unconsciously, and slowly grabbed his eyes.

The little ghost girl appeared next to Bai Jun in an instant, and pierced her heart with her claws, but the one in front of her turned out to be a phantom body.

At this time, the figure of Bai Yan flashed out from behind the little girl, and he tapped the back of her head with the flute, "Uncle is here."

The little girl swiftly shot and swept behind her again, but she missed again.

The puppet kid scanned for a long time, but couldn't find Bai Jun's figure.

If outsiders are present, they will find a terrifying scene.

The little girl and the puppet kid had a small snake crawling on their eye sockets, covering their eyeballs.

Bai Jun ignored the two motionless little ghosts, and went straight to the depths of the dark mist.

"Whoo~"

"Whoo~"

The gusts of wind and the mist were like waves, which shook Bai Jun's clothes in the dark night, but they couldn't stop him from moving forward.

The boundless mist gradually converged into arms sticking out one by one, struggling, screaming and grabbing at Baijun, with resentment, unwillingness, and anger, trying to catch Baijun and drag him into the endless hell.

Bai Yun held a flute in his back, his golden pupils flashed suddenly, suddenly, the world became silent, all the sinking hands were frozen, and he calmly walked through the forest-like claws.

After passing through countless sinking hands, what is in front of me is a coffin.

Nothing but the coffin.

Bai Yan chuckled, "Interesting."

He tapped the tail of his flute, and the wooden coffin lid opened, Bai Yan's pupils shrank suddenly, and there was a person lying inside.

It turned out to be himself!

Bai Yan in the coffin suddenly opened his eyes, and they met each other in despair.

Bai Jun went back to the very beginning of the journey, blowing the flute all the way, and encountered more than a hundred little ghosts blocking the way.

Then the little girl and the puppet kid blocked the way again, and finally walked through the hand of sinking to open the coffin and repeat again.

The cycle is repeated over and over again, like a shadow puppet show, performed one after another.

In the Valley of the Snake King, the Yin Qi was so thick that it couldn't be more dense. A female ghost came out of the mist, followed by three curious little ghosts.

"Mother, how long do you think that monster will be lost?" This is the little female ghost.

Beside him was a little male ghost who was holding his hand but had no eyeballs in his hand and said with a wicked smile, "Then who knows?"

The ghost mother smiled delicately on her pale and soft face, "How can a little snake who has been trained for more than 300 years escape the grasp of our mothers?
Hurry up and search for one or two, take away all the good treasures in this valley, take them back and give them to Gu Master, maybe you can exchange them for some blood food to improve your cultivation! "

The three little ghosts searched around the valley immediately.

The ghost mother looked around the valley and found nothing after searching, so she stood on the boulder and waited.

At this time, bored, she glanced at the falling willow leaves, her expression changed, and she spread her palms to see the willow leaves in her palms, without lines or veins!
The ghost mother's expression changed drastically in an instant, "It's not good, cry, complain, hate, come back soon!"

"click~"

The valley was silent, and a figure walked out from behind the ghost mother, and said with a light smile, "How many of you are satisfied with my Snake King Valley?"

The ghost mother turned around abruptly, her pupils shrank, "How could you possibly break my Yinming reincarnation formation?"

Bai Jun twirled his long flute, raised his arm, pointed at the sky, and the big sun was rising from Jinshan Mountain.

The dark mist all around receded one after another, and the Snake King Valley shattered like a water curtain mirror.

Bai Jun was still standing in front of the coffin, but there was no one in the coffin, and the countless complex formations on the ground were carved with the blood of people in cloudy years and days.

The three little ghosts were exposed to the sun and screamed continuously, turning into a cloud of black air and rushing into the coffin.

"Bang~"

With a gentle push, Bai Jun closed the coffin.

"Ah, damn it. Mother, help me!"

"I'm going to kill you~"

The three little ghosts screamed and screamed, unable to enter the coffin, they could only rush to the ghost mother and burrow into her stomach.

The ghost mother's belly instantly swelled, twice as big as the belly of a woman who was pregnant in October, and purple stripes appeared on her belly. Her soft and beautiful face also showed a ferocious and painful expression, and let out a roar.

The smile on Bai Yun's face gradually disappeared, like a snake looking directly at the other party indifferently, and then waved his hand, under the bright sun, the true sun mirror burst out thousands of golden lights and blocked the ghost mother.

The ghost mother cursed in a cold voice: "Evil animal, a snake demon, how dare you surrender me?"

Yin and resentment rose all over her body, and the resentful ghosts in the middle realm had condensed into entities. Although she still didn't like and hate sunlight, she could already walk under the sun for a while.

Bai Yan looked at Zhenyang Jing for a while and really couldn't hold him down, so he pinned the flute to his waist, took out a string of sandalwood wood beads from his sleeve, picked up the wooden beads, and recited Buddhist scriptures , "Mahaparinirvana Sutra".

He recited the sound of Buddhist scriptures with the power of incense and fire, which naturally contains the power of gods and Buddhas.

The ghost mother screamed in shock, "You are a snake demon, how can you recite Buddhist scriptures?"

But Bai Jun didn't answer her, and many Buddhist scriptures came out, the Bodhi in the Buddha dispelled ghosts and evil, and the great law in his heart suppressed resentment.He has recited the Great Nirvana Sutra for more than [-] years, and the Buddha's meaning has gradually emerged. Even if it is not the great mantra of the rebirth mantra that is designed to subdue evil spirits, it is already very terrifying to ghosts.

After chanting once, the ghost mother has been broken up by the true sun mirror and the Buddhist scriptures, and she is dying.

Bai Jun stopped and said: "Ghost mother, you have harmed a lot of people, as it should be. However, I thought of your three children's lives, so I spare your life. After the three ghosts get rid of their grievances, I will take care of you." Send them to the Yin Division of the City God to reincarnate.

As for you, wait for the judgment of the underworld. "

"Why? Why?" The ghost mother roared, "Why did I end up like this after being tortured and humiliated?"

Bai Jun said indifferently: "Good and evil will be rewarded in the end. In order to be pregnant, you fought for favor during your lifetime. You did not hesitate to find pregnant women from poor families, forcibly took the placenta for food, and ate other people's children, while arbitrarily embracing your own children.

Even if there were no Gu Masters from the Seven Gu Sects looking for you to plant Gu, your fate would be miserable in this life. "

The ghost mother exclaimed, "How do you know this?"

Bai Jun didn't intend to answer, picked up the gourd on his waist, took the ghost mother in, and put it on the gourd with a sandalwood skewer.

This sandalwood bracelet has been with him for more than a hundred years, and it has gradually acquired Buddha nature and can suppress ghosts by itself.

Looking at the bloodstains on the ground and the bones buried everywhere in the mountain, he shook his head, and with a flick of his sleeves, the wind lifted up the sky and swept across the four directions. The ghosts and ghosts in the mountains receded one after another, and the sun in the sky was warm and bright again.

This ghost formation is indeed powerful, but it shouldn't be placed in his divine domain, and it is also specialized in illusion.

Bai Jun has followed Hu Qiniang for a long time, although he can't compare with her vivid illusion, but he has the same illusion with him wholeheartedly.

No matter how strong Hu Qiniang's illusion is, she can only use her own body to create illusions.

Bai Jun, as the god of Mount Zhu, can use the power of heaven and earth to create illusions, which makes up for his lack of subtle illusions.

That eyeball is the key.

Taking that eyeball, the four of them, mother and child, can blind the eyes of the three little ghosts.

The spirit of the mountain can also use this eyeball to lock the ghost mother.

The ghost mother thought that he had fallen into the reincarnation of the illusion array, but in fact it was just that they had fallen into his illusion.

The sound of the flute lingers around the mountains and rivers, and the sound is chaotic, and it penetrates into every hole.

Mountain spirits surround Yinmingli, there are mountains and rivers, and there are illusions everywhere.

The mountain wind is surrounded by hundreds of thousands of times, and the touch feels thousands of times.No feeling or chaos.

Bai Jun picked up the gourd, remembering that he seemed to have said that he was the safest in the mountains.

On the outer mountain, the amulet in Daheng's hand turned into ashes, the sun in the mountain illuminated and dispelled the ghostly mist, and the warmth of the world returned to Daheng's body.

He looked at the amulet that had turned into ashes, bowed towards the deep mountain, and thanked: "Thank you Liuxian for your blessing! Thank you Liuxian for your blessing."

While praying, he suddenly felt another tap on his shoulder.

In an instant, Daheng's heart rose to his throat, he turned his head slowly and stiffly, and found Yusheng standing behind him covered in blood.

"Ah~ help! Help! Liu Xian help!"

Daheng yelled frantically and ran away, but after running for a long time and looking back, he found that Yusheng had fallen to the ground.

He took a closer look and saw that Yusheng had a shadow.

It's people, it's people!
Daheng patted his chest, and hurried over to help him up.

……

In the distance, under the big locust tree, the blood-stained civilian man said coldly: "It really is a waste! I wasted decades of hard work for nothing! There is not even any useful news. It seems that there are still strange things in this mountain. .

The weirdness of ten thousand years ago should not be underestimated.That's all, let's explore the mountain after conquering the state of Jin. "

The man in blood thought of something, and was a little afraid of the mystery of the mountains, so he gave up.

He reached out and took out a small wooden box. When the wooden box was opened, bugs flew out and crawled into the graves.

Soon, something seemed to wake up in these hundreds of mounds, turning the soil, and small people crawled out of the mounds stiffly.

"Since the ghost mother is dead, you little fellows should turn into Gu people. Hehe, this is the first time to make Gu people out of zombies."

　In the future, it will be updated at about six or seven in the morning. At night, after getting home from work, I will fall asleep after writing a hundred characters. I can only get up early to type, and everyone will not have to wait at night.Sorry!

　　
　
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