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Chapter 675 The Silent Li Gui (22)

The 'darkness' as silky as silk and as pervasive as air covered and flooded Su Wu's body from all directions.

With his palm not yet covered by the darkness, he grabbed the "resentful god" who was squeezed into the corner by himself, and a violent and turbulent rhyme erupted from him, forcing him to put his oval face on the top of the small room The 'resentment incarnation' on the hole raised its head and retracted its neck!
'Darkness' flooded out from the narrow chamber.

It solidified into a human-shaped shadow in the deep forest.

On the front of this shadow, a pale hand bone was wrapped in darkness, forming the shadow's left hand, its right hand and other parts of the whole body, there was no other bone.

It held a purple-red object in its left hand, and stuffed it into its chest.

That purple-red thing is exactly a heart.

After the heart was filled into this 'dark' fierce chest, it immediately beat violently!

dong dong dong!dong dong dong!
There are scarlet eyes growing everywhere in front of Li Gui. These scarlet eyes are turning around, but they have not yet focused their eyes - on the dark humanoid face, there is another pair of eyes tightly closed. Not yet opened.

Its eyes turned around for a while, and then it suddenly cast its gaze on the 'Wraith God Transformation' who was still swimming in the deep forest and looked at the dark human form as if nothing.

Two ghosts appeared in the same area,
The rhyme of the two impacts and squeezes each other,

But neither of the two Li Guis triggered the constant law of 'the low-level Li Gui will be frightened away by the high-level Li Gui'.

With the blood-red eyes of the over ten-foot-tall dark humanoid, all eyes were focused on the "Resentment God Transformation", a pair of eyes on the dark humanoid face suddenly opened——

The left eye is blue and yellow, and the inside of it seems to be intertwined with the rhyme of the avenue.

The right eye is black and red, and the original power of the secret storage domain flows in it.

The darkness covering the deep forest is all gathered toward the dark figures—all the darkness in the deep forest is absorbed in an instant, there is no sun and moon hanging high in the sky, but there is a white and miserable sky light pouring into the deep like a waterfall. forest!

In this transition between black and white,
The 'resentful deity form' wandering in the deep forest suddenly froze in place, unable to move in the pale sky!
All the tricky rhyme that it diffused from itself was suppressed back to itself by the white and miserable sky light!

The dark human figure unconsciously passed by the side of the 'resentment god',
On a pair of feet of the 'resentful deity', there are sharp tricks falling off;

In the open chest and abdomen cavity, many organs that accommodated the fierceness, such as the Tiezhi Grandmaster's back Tiezhi, the head of the Dazhongwang monk, the heart of the Black Temple Dharma Buddha, etc., all rolled down from its chest and abdomen cavity. Shedding off into its original and treacherous true form!
Every treachery fell into silence,
There was no movement.

And the avatar of the god of resentment, which contained all these strange things, quickly rotted under the white and miserable sky, turning into a pile of rotten meat—it was just an avatar fabricated by the god of resentment to replace himself in the parade outside.

After it collects all the puzzles, the God of Resentment will replace it and inherit all the puzzles to make itself complete.

Now, the resentful god Huaxiang failed to complete his task, and was the first to fall into the dust.

Passing through the backs of these dark human figures, Li Gui is carrying a person on his back.

That's not a 'like a man',
That's a person!

The dark figure is fierce, with his eyes closed behind his back and his face pale like a dead Su Wu - it will subdue the surrounding darkness, and the darkness covering Su Wu's body and limbs will gradually bury Su Wu more!
Li Gui with a person on his back, wandering among the mountains.

Everywhere he went, the darkness there was driven away, and the pale, temperatureless sky poured down from the sky.

The sky is like a pitch-black pocket full of big holes, covering Fengshan Mountain.

Occasionally, Su Wu, who was being carried fiercely by the dark human figure, would twist his limbs and struggle, so the dark human figure would shrink by ten feet, and instead was carried behind his back by 'Su Wu', facing towards 'Su Wu' Go forward for a while.

As 'Su Wu' closed his eyes and walked forward with the darkness behind his back,
Then, the thick darkness spread out again under the white and miserable sky light, and the big hole in the sky was gradually filled by the darkness.

One trick and one person bear each other's burdens.

One brings the whiteness that makes everything quiet, and the other brings the blackness that revitalizes all things.

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At the foot of Fengshan Mountain.

In front of the archway of the Tianwei Taoist altar.

A long table was placed in the open space in front of the memorial archway. Pairs of candles and incense were lit on the long table, and two flags, one black and one white, were erected on both sides. ’, and on the white banner is written ‘Surname Su Mingwu Dao Ming Dingyang No. Zhuxiaozi’.

Flags on both sides fluttered in the wind on one side of the altar.

On the altar, there is an arm that has faded away from the eight blood characters of "Haunted by wronged souls, desperate for life" - it is the arm of a nine-headed doll, and a piece of tattered black clothes - the clothes that belong to Fafo Kongming Fragments, a piece of flesh and blood from Monk Dazhongwang, a clump of black hair from Master Tiezhi, and a gnat from Master Ren.

Even the corpses, fragments of clothes, and hairs of many disciples attached by the leaders of these evil sects were all arranged and placed on the altar.

These things were collected by Senior Brother Ding Yang all the way and handed over to Ding Ling.

Although she is afraid of these broken corpses, she also knows that the ceremony of summoning a monk who has turned into a fierce and treacherous Taoist brother into a living person must be very complicated, and it is very strange, and she has already made various preparations psychologically, so she also Can overcome the fear in the heart.

"Prosperity, prosperity."

Cauldron Ling turned his head and looked around, looking at the dark and empty surroundings, and tried to call out in a certain direction.

As she called out Wangcai's name, ripples appeared in the darkness on the other side, and a giant lion with a pitch-black body, four dark yellow claws, and a lion-like tiger appeared from the other side, holding the neck of the "Wutongshen" in its mouth .

"I need it to cooperate with me, and call back Daoist Brother Dingyang together."

She pointed cautiously at the 'Wutongshen' held by Wangcai.

The sunken face of the 'Wutongshen' was full of pale holes, and no baby of wish power appeared in the holes, and the blood letters covering his body disappeared without a trace—the grievance letter had been lifted from it, It means that Li Que has fallen into silence now.

"Woo——" Wangcai didn't hesitate at all, he dragged Wutongshen, who was already unable to struggle, to the Cauldron Spirit.

Ding Ling pursed her lips, stretched out her wrist, and untied a circle of colored thread wrapped around her wrist—this was also the same thing that Daoist Ding Yang entrusted to her before she turned tricks, so that she could use it to perform the ritual of recalling .

One by one colored threads were bound on her white and thin wrists, which seemed to be only a short length, but when Cauldron Ling really untied the threads, they suddenly dispersed and became longer and longer.

She picked out a string from it and handed it to Wangcai: "Just tie this string around Wutongshen's body, no matter where it is tied."

Wangcai didn't go to pick it up, but shook his head, forcing the Wutong God to groan again and again, he stretched out his hand through the barrier of the temple, took the string, and wrapped it around his wrist.

Cauldron Spirit took out another stack of talismans from the luggage, and the cloud splendens talismans on the yellow talisman paper exuded the smell of cinnabar and fresh blood.

After pasting one after another talismans on the corpses and relics on the altar, and reaching the top of Wutong God's head, Cauldron Ling wound the ghost craftsman's sutures one by one around the items,
She held a stick of incense with both hands, lit it on the candle, recalling Su Wu's entrustment in her heart, and slowly inserted the stick of incense into the incense burner.

"If the incense sticks are burning fast, chant the mantra of breaking hell."

"If the incense sticks are extinguished in an instant, chant the 'Soul Awakening Mantra'."

Brother Dingyang's words sounded in her ears, and the stick of incense burned instantly after it was planted in the incense burner - Ding Ling didn't blink his eyes, and immediately pinched the Dharma seal with his hand, urged himself to the rhyme of the avenue pattern, and chanted "Break Hell" Mantra': "In the vast Fengdu, there are many King Kong Mountains.

The immeasurable light of the spiritual treasure shines on the lake of fire,
The sinful souls of the nine secluded worlds, accompanied by incense clouds and streamers,
Dinghui green lotus flower, God of Ascension Yongan! "

There was a golden and red talisman behind her. This female crown of the Dingzi generation who was born in the Tianwei Taoist altar, although she had worshiped under Mr. Tianxuan's sect, she probably couldn't practice a few decent Taoism under the other party's sect. Even with his own efforts, he was awarded the sixth-order talisman!
Talismans shine,

On the altar, the charms attached to the relics also glowed red!

The fast-burning stick of incense suddenly slowed down, and the three sticks of incense burnt into a situation where the left stick is extremely short, and the middle and right sticks are longer!
Seeing the three sticks of incense burning like this, Cauldron Spirit immediately shouted again: "I am ordered by Jingyang Celestial Master to ascend the sixth rank to the divine celestial talisman!

Now you wait for the remnant souls to gather in front of the altar for me to drive!
Super from me!Lift!

Those who rebel against me will perish!Death!

It's time to break the merits and sins!
If you answer my order, please let a wisp of breeze flutter the talisman on the top, if you don't answer my order, it will be wiped out in ashes immediately! "

The cauldron sword finger suddenly pointed at the relics that were implicated by the sutures of ghost craftsmen on his wrists. The talismans attached to those relics fluttered one after another, and even the Wutong God who was escorted to the altar by Wangcai, The talisman on the top also fluttered!
With a solemn expression, she put her sword finger between her eyebrows and said, "Recite together with me: June [-]th, birthday at three o'clock at three o'clock, surnamed Su, named Wudao, named Dingyang, numbered Zhuxiaozi, the soul returns, the flesh returns, Karma returns!"

Whoa!
The sutures wrapped around Cauldron Ling's wrist suddenly trembled!
The relics involved in the ghost craftsman's stitches all made illusory voices at this moment. There may be hatred, fear, or regret in that voice: "Su Wu——"

"Su Wu!"

With the incomplete consciousness entrusted to the relic, at the beginning, he couldn't repeat the two complete sentences along with the cauldron spirit!

Wutongshen, who was imprisoned on the dharma altar, was even more unwilling to cooperate with the Cauldron Spirit in his heart, and only followed Su Wu's name!

But the incomplete consciousness of the deceased enshrined in each of the relics has more or less overlap with Su Wu.

Most of them died because of Su Wu,

Their strong resentment towards Su Wu turned into a kind of power at this time—their calling voices were gathered together to produce a considerable combined force. This combined force was finally recited word by word by the cauldron spirit. Transformed into unanimous words: "On the fifteenth day of June at three o'clock in the morning, the person with the surname Su, the name of Wudao, the name of Dingyang, and the name of Zhuxiaozi!
The return of the soul, the return of the flesh, and the return of karma! "

"Sex and soul return, flesh shell returns, karma returns!"

Above Fengshan Mountain, it was like a black cloth sack being torn out of the sky with transparent holes, the speed of darkening suddenly accelerated, a dark figure crossed the mountain, and once again carried the struggling Su Wu on his back, Go down the hill.

It is already more than thirty feet high,

From the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, it only takes a few breaths.

(End of this chapter)