Peck of Rice Immortal Fate

Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 503

2021-01-31

Chapter 503 Sword array meritorious deeds

Fang Dou has long known the specific process of the Demon Slaying Festival.

Before July 15th, sword cultivators came out in great numbers to kill ghosts. At this stage, there was no limit. Killing ghosts was the top priority.

On the day of the Ghost Festival, the sky is overcast, the sun is fading, the yin and yang are declining in the world, and Ghost General is rampant like never before.

At this time, even if the sword cultivator is killed, there is no doubt about the overall situation.

Even if the plank road is dangerous, it cannot stop the endless tide of ghosts.

The duty of sword cultivators starts from beheading ghosts and becomes 'escorting' ghost tides to Fengdu Mountain.

The fundamental purpose of traveling with a hundred ghosts is to enter the underworld, and must pass through the ghost capital of Fengdu Mountain, which is also the goal of the ghost soldiers every year.

In general, the number of ghost soldiers is too small, coupled with too many ghosts, and the restraint is weak, bringing disaster to the people of Shu.

At first, the sword cultivators tried to kill the ghosts, but ultimately failed.

In the year-to-year confrontation, the sword cultivators have figured out the law. As long as the ghosts are sent to the underworld, they will kill the evil ghosts of the remnants of the people along the way, and minimize the casualties of the people.

This is the truth of the Demon Slaying Festival.

Killing ghosts is not the goal, but protecting the people of Shu is the highest goal.

Flying Sword, to kill for salvation, is to be merciful and merciful!

Fang Dou looked in front of him, countless ghosts wandering blankly, most of them with numb expressions, a few evil ghosts are ferocious and brutal, eager to eat living people.

"I can't kill it, I can't kill it!"

The last time I went out to Shu, I clearly killed a lot of ghosts, but today it seems that the number of losses is too small.

"What are you doing?"

She Yuchong and his two younger brothers, together with Jiang Dao, Qiu Wangyue and the others, began to expand the sword array.

During this time, they held sword array and invited many familiar colleagues to practice sword array together.

"Go!"

In the alliance of Xuedingshan, more than a dozen sword arrays were instantly differentiated, some shaped like long snakes, some like rolling stones, falling into In the ocean of ghosts, Yin Qi splashed violently.

She Yuchong's three sword arrays are like water plants, twisting and flying, every time they curl and retract, they will destroy countless ghosts.

Each 'water grass blade' is a master of the Sect, leading the Direct Disciple to kill ghosts.

The sword cultivator in the middle of Shu flew out on a large scale, beheading the beacon smoke everywhere on the plain.

The ghosts that were originally crowded on the ground were cleaned up piece by piece and fell into the flat ghost tide ocean, like bald spots on the top of the head.

However, the more ghosts there are, the more Yin Qi accumulates after beheading them.

Bounds of Yin Qi exploded, the air became gray, and the sky above, also gathered a piece of dark clouds.

"This is not very good!"

Fang Dou even saw that the dark clouds in some areas condensed more and more, like iron blocks.

"zi zi la la!"

The bad thing happened, those dark clouds started to drop black rain and poured down on the ground.

The ghosts raised their arms to grab the raindrops as if they were in the rain, and raised their arms like trees in the blink of an eye.

sword cultivators see black rain, and if they encounter snakes and scorpions, they can't avoid it.

This is the 'ghost rain', which is the most yin thing, and it is an item of great nourishment for ghosts, but if a living person gets it, it will cause serious illness in mild cases, and death in severe cases, even after successfully cultivating it. Sword cultivator is also inevitable.

“whoosh whoosh!”

one after another sword light spun like a silver umbrella, bouncing the falling black raindrops into the air.

“ao wu!”

A long sword array suddenly rose from below, rolling and roaring, against the direction of the black rain, straight into the sky above the dark clouds.

It stabbed, the cloud split in half, and the long dragon transformed by the sword array drilled into it, stirring vigorously, all split up and in pieces in the blink of an eye.

"Good sword array!"

All around complimented one after another, and after this, the ghost rain that began to take shape was suddenly interrupted.

On the plains, the sword cultivators formed a sword array, compressing the wandering ghosts step by step, occasionally erupting, and sweeping the surrounding area.

For a time, halos appeared, one after another.

However, the number of ghosts is increasing, gathering from all directions, while the sword cultivator kills one, it has added ten or one hundred.

From a distance, it looks like duckweed and green algae on the water surface. A pebble falls, water splashes all over the place, briefly emerges from the water surface, and is then closed by green algae.

In front of the scene, the ghost is green algae, the ground is the water surface, and the attack of the sword cultivator is to break the tranquil 'pebble'.

Fang Dou breathes deeply , it's almost the same.

It turns out that the role of the 'myriad forms sword acting mother' is far beyond his imagination.

The role of the formation diagram is like a seed, which is rooted in different soils and eventually grows into different trees.

Under the study of various sword cultivators, the sword array developed by each sword cultivator has a stronger formidable power.

More importantly, the weak sword cultivator Disciple, relying on the sword array to cooperate with each other, greatly reduces the casualty rate.

"Next, it's my turn to take action!"

Fang Dou spread his palms, differentiated into strands of sword qi, and circled back and forth.

"One person will form a sword array!"

The two palms pressed down, and when the sword qi fell to the ground, the beam of light with the thick legs of the Great Accomplishment had already swelled.

sou sou, forty-nine sword light columns rise to form a unique sword array.

"My tailor Sword Art forms a sword array, which is also a clutch formation!"

The rays of light of the sword array rolled forward, instantly splitting a large array of wandering ghosts, All the ghosts affected by sword light, like being pierced by thousands of steel needles, wailing disappeared.

Fang Dou's mind was highly condensed, and he manipulated the sword array to roll back and forth, first like a lawnmower, and wherever he went, ghosts were invincible!

Occasionally, I also encountered a few 'stones' with gnawing teeth. Even if the evil ghost elites were fierce, they could only resist for a while, and finally they were involved in the sword array and smashed to pieces.

"Very good!"

Fang Dou manipulates the sword array and has a clear comprehension in his heart. Now there is only one Flying Sword in hand. If the number exceeds, the sword array formidable power will increase.

After going through seven or eight wandering ghost formations one after another, Fang Dou felt a new change in his heart.

After shaking the sword array a few times, dozens of beams of light were again differentiated. Finally, the number of beams of sword light stabilized at 81.

As the number increases, the formidable power of the sword array also begins to increase.

"The tailor is also a clutch!"

Fang Dou muttered to himself, "My sword array should be called a 'clutch sword array'!"

With a wave of his palm, the sword array rolled, splitting a large wandering ghost formation in half on the spot.

"Bold, do you dare to ram Ghost Messenger?"

A ghost pawn rushed out of the formation and charged towards Fang Dou.

The clutch sword array differentiated into several rays of light, flying around the ghost, seeing his legs sewn to the ground.

The ghost pawn rushed forward a few steps, his legs became heavier and heavier, and finally stuck to the ground, unable to move even a little bit.

"The word "clutch" hides a great mystery!"

Fang Dou saw countless ghosts in his eyes, all of which were the nourishment for him to sharpen his sword array.

"Join!"

The sword array flew over, stitching the scattered ghosts together, next moment, sword light was like a rainstorm, destroying all the ghosts.

The changes that come and go are more and more clear.

Fang Dou's idea of forming a team has been proved by actual combat, and it has real value.

"Continue!"

(end of chapter)