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In the deserted village outside the mourning hall, wooden puppets can be seen everywhere.

They hide silently in the dark and corners, and the bottom of the bed and the wardrobe are their best hiding places.

The wood carving silently guarded behind the corner, waiting patiently for the unsuspecting Taoist priests to hit him. The sudden attack made the Taoist priests have no time to defend, and they were hit by the wood carving puppets.

In the beginning, the priests checked the faces of the wood carvings according to the rules that everyone gradually explored and summed up.

If it is neither a member of the rescue team nor a member of the program group, and none of the priests has seen this face, or the face of a villager who has seen it in the file, then the priests will judge this wood carving as It was an evil ghost manipulated by ghosts, and immediately mercilessly smashed the wood carving into pieces.

But soon, Ghost Dao, who was manipulating the woodcarving behind his back, keenly discovered the judgment method of the priests, so he changed the method and changed the faces of the woodcarving randomly.

When the first Taoist chief confirmed it, it might still be the face of a villager, but when the next Taoist chief looked over, it had already become the face of a rescue team member.

This made the Taoists feel astonished, but they had to suppress their anger. Knowing that the enemy had sinister intentions, they still took the initiative to jump into the pit dug by the opponent. Attack the wood carving in front of you with all your strength.

Ghost Dao can use human life as a bargaining chip to play a game of gambling with Taoist priests. The price of winning or losing is the life or death of the rescue team and everyone in the program group.

But the priests did not dare to gamble.

They can't afford to gamble.

If they win, they will lose one point of power against them.But if you lose...

Then they are equivalent to personally killing the life that should be protected by them.

So, after a short period of gaining the upper hand, the Taoists fell into a disadvantage again, and watched helplessly as Ghost Dao regained the upper hand in anger.

Those wooden puppets don't know from which corner of the deserted village they will appear, which makes all the priests have to tense their hearts, and they are always vigilant about their surroundings.

This also fell into the trap of ghosts, using useless guesses to consume a lot of energy and physical strength of the priests.

In a highly tense environment, the priests' physical strength was exhausted very quickly. Before the real ambush, they felt exhausted both physically and mentally.

What's more, almost all Taoist priests have been injured in the deserted village, but it's just a matter of severity or severity.

Because the spell was invalid, the Taoist leader was unable to use the hemostatic spell as usual to provide emergency treatment for himself.

They can only use the medicine in the logistics supplies they carry to bandage the wound and tighten the blood vessels to slow down the blood loss as much as possible.

But the effect of this kind of treatment is just better than nothing.

Because they were hunted down and surrounded by wooden puppets, during the battle, Taoists often had to discard the supplies they carried, or use them as tools to deal with wooden puppets, so as to make up for the defects caused by the invalidation of spells.

Up to now, only a few Taoist priests still have emergency supplies such as bandages and medicine powder, but they have to supply all Taoist priests who are slightly injured or seriously injured.

What's more, after the wound was roughly bandaged, the Taoist chief couldn't rest and recuperate.

There is no luxury of time for wounds to heal.

The priests were still active in the front line of the battle, unable to take into account the still injured torso. Whether attacking or dodging, they always had to make large movements, tearing the freshly bandaged wound over and over again.

The blood soaked through the bandages layer by layer, dyeing the original dark blue Taoist robe as dark red as black.

Up to now, every Taoist leader is holding on, forcing himself to deal with the wooden dolls, and everyone's condition is extremely bad.

But no one stopped or backed down.

Even though the physical strength was severely overdrawn, the wounds involved the muscles, the pain made the movements slower and slower, and the subsequent injuries on the body also increased one by one, but the eyes of the priests were still firm and unshakable.

——The people trapped in the deserted villages, the lives they want to protect, and the responsibilities they shoulder, all make them dare not relax.

Not to mention falling down.

The priests gritted their teeth to deal with more and more wooden puppets, but their movements slowed down after all.

"If this continues, all of our physical strength will be overdrawn sooner or later. We must find a way. We can't continue like this and be led away by the nose."

One of the Taoist priests with long beards, after killing a wooden sculpture who wanted to sneak up on him, finally couldn't support himself anymore and leaned against the brick wall next to him. His muscles were trembling uncontrollably, and his hands and feet were gradually lost. In control, he couldn't even support him to stand.

The Daoist next to him had quick eyes and hands, and swept his sword over, swiping away several wood carvings who had noticed the weakness of the long-bearded Daoist and wanted to take the opportunity to attack.

But after escaping this time, there will be a time when it cannot be avoided. If it continues, the situation will only go in a vicious circle until everyone no longer has the power to deal with ghosts.

"Ghost Dao probably anticipated the current situation from the very beginning. It detained the program crew who had previously entered the deserted village and put them in an unknown place, just to take them as hostages and use them to contain our actions."

The long-bearded Taoist smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Ghost Dao has already seen through the weaknesses of all of us, and it knows how to make us jump into a desperate situation... Even if we know that this is the result of Ghost Dao's own planning, we still can't do it. If you ignore it, even if you are unwilling, you can only take the initiative to walk in."

"Is this the ghost way..."

The long-bearded Daoist was stunned, and the wry smile on his face was mixed with traces of despair: "Although it was born from ghost energy, it regards ghosts as living beings, and humans as evil spirits. But it is still Dao after all, and it can compete with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth." The presence."

In the Southwest Region and Binhai City, ghost paths even overwhelmed the avenues, and ghosts crossed the life-and-death boundary stipulated by the avenues and rampaged across the world.

How can they overcome such an existence?

A road ahead with not even a glimmer of hope in sight... an irrepressible despair.

The other Taoist priests also felt extremely heavy, knowing that what Taoist Changxu said was true.

Even though it is cruel and heavy, it is a reality that has to be accepted.

"If you can kill a ghost, kill one, if you can save a life, save one."

Another Taoist priest had a dry throat: "But what if we can't even tell whether the other party is a human or a ghost?"

The most terrible situation is that they have strength, but they don't even know where the enemy is.

Even if you are not careful, you will accidentally hurt your own people.

The pain caused by that kind of guilt can destroy any Taoist leader who has achieved success in cultivation.

But compared to their own pain, the priests are more afraid that their actions will harm the missing members of the program group, making the situation on the other side worse.

They are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of causing the death of other lives because of themselves.

For a moment, dead silence and bitterness quietly spread among the priests, and everyone stopped talking, just concentrating and thinking about something.

It was at this time that Li Daochang, who had disappeared before, suddenly let out a heavy snort in the distance behind everyone.

"What kind of foreign work? Why, pay you by the hour? Or are you going to keep these evil spirits as gifts for me? Then do I still have to praise you, little brats?"

Li Daochang's voice was dissatisfied, and his words were even more unceremonious.

But that distasteful and irritable tone made all the priests feel friendly, and the consciousness reacted one step ahead of the brain, as if they had found the backbone, and hope was rekindled.

All the Taoists believed that as long as Li Daochang was there, the highest-ranking and most profound master of Haiyun Temple, no matter how difficult the situation was, it could be resolved smoothly.

God, it won't collapse.

Li Daochang scolded mercilessly, but it seemed to inject motivation into all the Daoist priests to continue to persevere.

They looked back in surprise, and the first thing they saw was the fire that soared into the sky under the night.

And accompanied by Mars, the paper money blown up by the wind.

White paper money fell down one after another to see the dead off, but they were ignited the moment they touched the flame. With the slight sound of the flame burning, sparks flew away along with the unburned pieces of paper.

All the priests were startled, they didn't know when the fire started, they had just discovered that it had burned to this extent.

Even if Li Daochang didn't take the initiative to make a sound, they would not have noticed it at all.

Such an unexpected situation made all the priests once again heighten their vigilance against the deserted village.

And as everyone looked away from the fire, Li Daochang's figure also appeared in everyone's field of vision.

He stood with his hands behind his back, standing in front of the courtyard of the house where the fire started, his snow-white hair and beard floating gently, the flames reflected in his old but energetic eyes, like the sun burning in his eyes.

Vibrant and never-ending.

The Taoist priests who just couldn't help doubting whether they could defeat the ghosts suddenly felt a new hope fall into their hearts, and even their already exhausted bodies were full of strength again.

The will and belief to protect life finally overwhelmed all doubts and despair, serving as a new impetus to support the actions of the priests.

But soon a sharp-eyed Daoist found a large amount of blood on Li Daochang's body.

The blood soaked the Taoist robe, and dripped down the corner of the clothes to Li Daochang's feet, forming a small pool of blood.

The Daoist was surprised, and shouted shortly, pointing to the pool of blood at Li Daochang's feet in disbelief: "Master, you, you are injured!"

Li Daochang didn't take this matter to heart at all, even though the blood in his chest was still pouring out continuously, and his complexion was pale, but such a serious injury didn't seem to affect Li Daochang's movements at all.

He glanced at the Daoist priest who screamed out loudly, and said with disgust: "What a fuss, isn't it just an injury? What's the matter, am I not human and cannot be injured? I am your ancestor! I am not entitled to be injured?"

You Daoist couldn't laugh or cry: "Master Uncle, it's not that you will suffer more injuries because of your seniority. We don't mean that. We are just worried about you. Your injuries seem too serious, and..."

It didn't look like he was injured by a heavy object or sharp weapon, but rather, it looked like a wound caused by evil spirits.The danger and difficulty of being injured by evil spirits is far greater than ordinary injuries.

The Taoist priest didn't say the second half of the sentence.

But the rest of the people have already felt a "click" in their hearts, realizing the seriousness of the matter, and looking at Li Daochang with worry and anxiety.

Li Daochang waved his hand indifferently, and walked towards the Taoist priests: "What are you still doing here? The work is done? How old are you? You almost all have disciples. How can you be a master?" There's nothing like that."

"Otherwise, when you return to Haiyun Temple, you can rebuild it with my disappointing disciple and grandson."

Li Daochang said in distaste: "Oh, and Song Yi also just go together."

The priests: "..."

They seem to have accidentally tricked Daoist Song's master and apprentice together?

But when the Taoist master reacted, he immediately took a step forward and explained the situation to Li Daochang concisely.

"It's not that we don't do anything, it's just that we really dare not distinguish between people and ghosts."

The Taoist smiled wryly: "If you really accidentally injured one..."

Li Daochang understood what he meant, and he also knew that the current situation was indeed difficult for these Daoist priests.

Talented people always can't understand ordinary people, and often wonder why ordinary people can't understand such a simple thing.

Daoist broke out in a cold sweat when he heard Li Daochang's calm talk about what happened in the mourning hall, and when he knew the source of Li Daochang's injury, he was also frightened for a while.

But he felt that he was more like a student who failed in mathematics, being watched by Feynman and asking questions in doubt.

Fortunately, Li Daochang has also met "ordinary people". He has a grandson named Lu Xingxing, who can kill him and bring him back to life every day.

So he knows how difficult it is for ordinary people to understand Dao.

Li Daochang's gaze scanned the entire deserted village calmly. While seeing the Taoist priests wrestling with the wood carvings, he also saw those wood carvings with different faces but still unable to distinguish their identities accurately.

But in Li Daochang's eyes, it is clear at a glance whether those wood carvings are people or ghosts.

——The ghost baby above the mourning hall was originally the original manipulator of these wood carvings, and even stuffed the corpses of the villagers into the hollows of the wood carvings with his own hands, so as to imprison the souls of the villagers as punishment for them.

And Li Daochang defeated the existence of the ghost baby in the mourning hall.

Even if Gui Dao is unwilling to admit it anymore, Li Daochang's victory is beyond doubt.

If it wants to become Tao, it has to act fairly according to the rules.

Just like under the avenue, when a ghost kills a ghost exorcist, it will also have the attachment of easily suppressing the ghost exorcist.

At this moment, Li Daochang is in the same state with the ghost baby.

Therefore, he could see the true identity of those wood carvings with a single glance, whether they were evil spirits or missing people.

But because of this, Li Daochang remembered what Zheng Shushu said to him when he was in the mourning hall.

——The entire White Paper Lake has been divided into fragments by too much power, layers of heaven and earth overlap, and if you are not careful, you will fall into a different world and cannot leave.

Since those missing people can be shown here as wood carvings, the only explanation is that they are no different from ghosts here.

But in the world of the missing, the priests are the ghosts.

Both parties have wrong perceptions of each other. If they continue to fight like this, they will not only miss a good opportunity to deal with Ghost Dao, but also end up in a losing-lose situation.

The ghost road is by the side, and the fisherman benefits.

This is a situation that Li Daochang will never allow.

Because of this, he immediately made up his mind.

"You don't need to take care of it anymore, go to the side and make room."

Li Daochang waved his sleeves, and chased the Taoist priests like chicken cubs.

And these Daoist priests who are usually very dignified and prestigious in front of other people, now in front of Daoist Li, they are like immature and dazed chicks. Although they don't know why, they still obediently stopped their actions , all stand aside.

Within a few breaths, the barren village was emptied.

Daoist priests were as well-behaved as kindergarten children, standing beside Li Daochang.

As for the wooden puppets controlled by Ghost Dao, they suddenly lost their opponents, and standing on the empty battlefield, they could even see the confusion in their eyes.

Li Daochang stepped forward calmly, with his palm stretched forward.

He paused, then lowered his eyes, reciting the scriptures quietly, and making mudras with his hands.

——Borrow a share of strength from Baizhi Lake, the southwest land, and even the whole world.

When the first syllable fell into the air, the wooden puppet, who hadn't figured out what was going on, started to stir up. Seeing the old Taoist priest who reappeared on the battlefield, he immediately rushed towards him.

But Li Daochang didn't panic at all. He lifted his Taoist robe, sat cross-legged on the ground, and kept chanting scriptures in his mouth. With his hands dipped in the blood from his heart as pen and ink, he quickly drew on the ground around him. Form a formation.

The bright red blood carried Li Daochang's own spirituality of cultivating Taoism. The moment it landed on the ground, it connected the earth and communicated with the veins of the earth, and even merged with the entire heaven and earth, allowing Daoist Li's voice and request to go further along the veins of the earth. Pass it on.

Li Daochang kept his eyes down and focused on the formation in front of him, as if he didn't see the wood carving that was rushing towards him at all.

The Taoist priest who was watching from the side exclaimed, and immediately wanted to rush over worried.

But he was stopped by the Taoist next to him.

The Taoist next to him slowly shook his head, silently mouthing to explain to the people around him.When he heard the scriptures recited by Li Daochang clearly, he suddenly felt blessed and understood what Li Daochang wanted to do.

The way of ghosts turns the universe upside down and temporarily replaces the Dao. It also prevents all ascetics from borrowing power from the gods of the four directions, and instead becomes "evil ghosts" that everyone shouts and beats.

This severely weakened the strength of the ascetics, so that they could only watch the real evil spirits make troubles, impatient but helpless.

Even Li Daochang couldn't ask for divine power in this situation.

However, Li Daochang took a different approach, and never stopped just because he couldn't borrow divine power.

——He turned to borrow strength from all creatures.

Even if the avenue is covered, strangers lose their identity as "human beings".

But heaven and earth remember, grass and trees remember, the wind and moon in the mountains have witnessed the history of thousands of years of life.

They know who the real primate of all things is.

And what Li Daochang needs is the memory of the living beings, as well as the belief and strength of everyone to resist the ghost way.

Those people may be small, and the power they possess is also weak.

However, they never gave up hope for life.

No matter how small the power is, it has its own firm persistence and kind nostalgia for the world and the world.

Li Daochang's formation took effect quickly, and the faint golden light walked along the bloodline of the formation, filling the entire formation in an instant.

And the wooden puppet pounced on Li Daochang was instantly blocked by the formation and bounced back.

Caught off guard, the wooden puppet was thrown out by a huge force and hit the wall with a "booming" sound.

Subsequently, the bricks and stones collapsed, and the wooden dolls were reduced to sawdust, flesh and blood.

And dots of fluorescence began to rise slowly in the formation.

Beautiful.

The Taoists stared blankly at this scene, holding their breath for fear of disturbing Daoist Li.

Li Daochang's calm and firm eyebrows were illuminated by fluorescent light, and in an instant, his eyes seemed to rise like the sun and the moon, all of which were unwavering attachments to life.

More and more fluorescent lights began to gather, rising slowly from the formation, like fireflies, flying gently in the dark and dead deserted village.

The light cluster grew bigger and bigger, until it illuminated the entire deserted village, and even penetrated into the dark forest and mountains.

Above the barren village, a huge light group slowly rises, like a rising sun.

The priests all raised their heads, unable to believe what they saw.

And the light ball was reflected in the white paper lake. The lake water, which was originally formed by the gathering of ghost energy, suddenly boiled violently like boiling water.

The heart-piercing screams of the evil ghost sounded one after another. They wanted to escape, but they still turned into a wisp of smoke under the light ball.

Only a handful of dead bones remained, sinking to the bottom of the lake.

At that moment, both Jiu Feng and Gui Dao cast their eyes on Li Daochang at the same time, and they both discovered what Li Daochang was doing.

Even if Ghost Dao didn't understand what Li Daochang was doing before, he understands now.

——Li Daochang, it is clear that he is gathering the power of all life, and wants to fight against ghosts together.

Gui Dao was enraged.

Old Fengdu was furious, and the lake created a huge storm and slammed against the shore, trying to extinguish the light cluster that gradually rose into the air.

But Li Daochang saw this, but he didn't panic at all.

He just snorted: "Wishful thinking!"

"Those people, some of them are ordinary people who eat three meals a day, some know the existence of ghosts and gods, and some don't believe in ghosts and gods. But their common belief is life."

Li Daochang pointed at the ball of light with his hand, and shouted loudly: "Even the light of fireflies can become the sun and the moon, supporting the world!"

"go--!"

The moment Li Daochang's voice fell, the light group immediately flew up into the sky, tearing apart the entire dark and low sky, and going straight to the sky.

Even if the ghost energy blocks it, it can't stop the upward trend of the light ball at all.

There is a fluorescence that actively breaks away from the light group, fights with the ghost energy, and firmly guards the light group to ensure that the light group can go upward without any hindrance.

As the ghost qi increases, the difficulty intensifies, and more and more fluorescent lights come out, rushing towards the darkness bravely, fighting with the ghost qi.

The light cluster gradually becomes smaller.

But at the next moment, more fluorescence appeared and joined the light cluster, causing the light cluster to grow larger at a speed far faster than before.

Li Daochang looked up at the whereabouts of the light group, with a gratified smile on his face.

Immediately, his face became serious, and he shouted: "I will help you!"

As he spoke, Li Daochang pierced his hand straight into his heart, and more blood gushed out. When it fell on the formation, a new formation was added to the formation itself, and the power swept out more widely, radiating to the southeast Northwest parties.

The light cluster is also growing at an astonishing speed.

In the end, it can no longer be described as a light cluster.

——That was clearly a bright morning sun.

No one knows that it was just a firefly in the wind at the beginning, so fragile that it could be extinguished at any time.

And this round of Asahi finally succeeded in breaking through layers of obstacles and hanging high in the sky.

In an instant, the entire Baizhi Lake was shrouded in bright light.

The evil ghost looked up in shock, but only saw the blurred outline of the sun, and it had already been reduced to a pool of ashes under such a blazing and bright light.

All the evil spirits hiding in the wooden carvings were engulfed by the ignited flames on the wooden body before they even had time to scream, and were scorched into a piece of human-shaped pitch-black charcoal.

Almost instantly, all the evil spirits on the ground of Baizhi Lake were wiped away.

The priests were dumbfounded.

But Li Daochang's complexion became more and more gray, and the Taoist robe was soaked with blood, which was absorbed by the formation.

In the end, even the body temperature was lost.

He sat cross-legged in the formation, with a solemn and majestic face, looking up at the sun on the sky.

Then, Li Daochang smiled lightly.

He raised his hand with difficulty, pointed at the sky, looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Want to turn the sky upside down? Let's think about it after I die!"

Li Daochang had a smile on his face, and finally closed his eyes.

The arm fell down heavily.

He meditated in the formation, but he was out of breath.