The small hall was full of bright yellow futons, but no one sat down, they all stood and talked about communicating with each other, and their eyes vaguely swept over the new souls and the bald milk dolls who sat on top of them and did not move.

The bald milk doll knocked on the wooden fish, "Everyone, find a place to sit down and listen to the little monk reciting the scriptures to you." ”

The little monk above lowered his eyes and chanted the scriptures, and the people below looked at each other.

When they entered the ghost town, there were only three hours left before dawn, so how could they listen to him all the time. But he was afraid of his strange and chaotic methods, and he couldn't be too presumptuous.

Finally, someone couldn't hold back, "Master, the monks are merciful, can you tell me how to leave this place!"

The tone is quite respectful.

One person took the lead, and the rest of them asked one after another, and even the ghosts who were sitting in a daze became agitated and looked at everyone frequently.

The little monk had no choice but to stop, "Listen to me finish reciting the scriptures and leave." ”

"When will that be?"

"The little monk doesn't know. ”

"How's that okay?"

"Why don't you go outside, maybe there's another way out. ”

The little monk ignored the noise below, and only sighed, "The little monk has to read it again, donors and listen carefully." ”

"Nan Wu, drink Ratana, Doroye..."

There was great compassion in his voice, as if to arouse the evil of people, and little by little, even the most fierce black-faced man slowly quieted down and knelt on the futon.

This chanting was more special than the first time, and Zhan Changfeng's closed ears couldn't stop his voice from resounding.

The voice goes straight to the soul.

Great Compassion Mantra.

Zhan Changfeng runs his mind, mobilizes his soul power to block the sea of knowledge, and guards his heart quietly.

When everyone was immersed in the great light, a ghost suddenly got up and bowed to the little monk, turning into a little golden light and disappearing.

The people who noticed this scene were shocked, and finally realized something, and fled out of the door in a hurry.

The second person also wanted to escape, but as soon as he reached the door, he saw the first person calling all the ghost cultivators to surround him, and in an instant, he was torn to pieces, and his soul was dragged out to eat.

Where do you dare to move!

Sun Xingyi pushed Gao Song next to him, "We have to hurry up and find a way!"

Gao Song turned his face to look at him, leaving two lines of tears, "I have killed too many people and sinned countless times in my life, it's time to come back." ”

Sun Xingyi was shocked, "What are you going to do!"

Gao Song clasped his hands together, his eyes were peaceful and almost pitying, "I will take refuge in my Buddha." ”

Sun Xingyi really felt that this Sanskrit was particularly calm and calm, and purified the anger in his heart, but when he saw that the wandering soul was purified, he was afraid that he would also abandon martial arts and enter the Buddha, but he didn't expect to be afraid of anything, and even this famous Yanbei Flying Sword Martial Arts Alliance leader was converted!

He didn't want to hear it, but he couldn't stop the sound of the Buddha from entering his heart.

"Little friend, little friend," Sun Xingyi ran to Zhan Changfeng's side, "How should this be?"

At the same time, he was observing Zhan Changfeng, and he was relieved to see her as she first saw her.

"Predecessors Sun is rare and strange, the Great Compassion Mantra can cross people, but if you don't cross yourself, whoever can cross you, just keep your martial obsession. ”

"Then what should I do?" Sun Xingyi was ashamed, today's events were really incredible, he had no idea, he could only hope for the child in front of him, after all, the people who came from the hidden clouds and streams had more knowledge.

"I don't know, but I'll hear him finish it for now. ”

Sun Xingyi has no better way, "It can only be like this." ”

Over there, He Yuntian's eyes flickered, he didn't even have the acquired consummation, and his mood was not high, even more so than Gao Song, who had been longing for a long time, thought about what he longed for over and over again, his divine consciousness couldn't stop being dizzy, and the Buddha's voice became more and more vast.

At this time, a force came from his wrist and went straight into his soul and dispersed the Buddha's voice, He Yuntian suddenly came back to his senses, his whole body was shuang, and he laughed in Zhihai: "Thank you, master beauty." ”

It was also at that moment that the little monk and Zhan Changfeng glanced up at him together, noticed that the two people with the same line of sight looked at each other again, and then staggered.

I don't know what the little monk discovered, but Zhan Changfeng was extremely sensitive to soul power after cultivating the Nine Turns of Life Technique, so when he sensed a trace of soul fluctuation abnormality, he instinctively looked over.

This He Yuntian is not very simple.

Zhan Changfeng marked the name in his heart, put aside his thoughts, and continued to stick to his heart.

When the scriptures were finally finished, the little monk said, "You can go." ”

As a result, a group of people firmly stayed, "We are willing to serve my Buddha here and devote ourselves to the Buddha's path from now on." ”

"Good, good, good. The little monk's eyebrows were calm, "The sea of bitterness is endless, you can see it." ”

Zhan Changfeng realized that the Buddha's voice did not dissipate, but condensed on the surface of his body, looking golden and shining, and instantly understood where the little monk was leaving.

He walked out of the main hall immediately.

Sun Xingyi and He Yuntian followed, but there was no one of her outside.

He Yuntian's mind moved, could it be that he was looking for the opportunity of that little bottle?

The incarnation of the dark water is very useful to the beauty master, the beauty master is so good to him, how can he repay a point.

"Master Beauty, can you sense where she went?"

"No, the rules here are too restrictive. ”

Ask: Where is the Incarnate Styx Water, do you need a knot spell track, do you need a vial?

Anyway, Zhan Changfeng didn't need it, she directly turned into an earth soul and dragged a ghost cultivator into a small alley, and when the ghost cultivator saw her eyes, he was so frightened that he didn't even resist.

Mom, newborn ghosts don't have criminal karma, even if they become ghost cultivators, they have good and evil paths, although they are hungry ghost paths here, but they are all little ghost cultivators, and they haven't taken human lives yet, how many people does she have to kill to make her eyes red like this?!

"Fellow Daoist spare my life, I'm just a little monk!"

"Do you know about the Incarnate Styx?"

"I know, I know!"

"Where and how to get there, all at once. ”

The unlucky ghost cultivated a bitter face, "It's in the Central Lotus Courtyard, as for how to get there, I haven't been out of this street, and I don't know." ”

"That's all?" The black jade wrench in Zhan Changfeng's hand had already begun to deprive him of his pure yin power.

"At the end of the day, the Central Lotus Courtyard will be open at the right time!" the unlucky ghost cultivator screamed, "The entrance is on the territory of the incense road! All the ghosts can enter even those who come in by chance!"

His last sentence saved his life, otherwise Zhan Changfeng would not have been able to kill people, she let go, and turned into a human body again, and the golden light suppressed by the cold returned to color.

The so-called incense road should be the place where the "good ones" stop. Zhan Changfeng walked into the fog along the memory, and suddenly touched a barrier, the golden light became more and more prosperous, and she melted into it, and appeared on a lively street in the blink of an eye.

The golden light dissipated and ceased to exist. The little monk is still quite honest.

The sky here contains light, and every ghost cultivator is very peaceful, and there is an aura that makes people close.

Zhan Changfeng casually glanced at what they were buying and selling.

Vegetables, fruits, clothes, such mortal things are impossible, so there are only magic weapons and treasures suitable for ghost cultivation... Well, in addition to magic treasures, they are also magic treasures.

Ghost cultivation doesn't need other external objects.

Zhan Changfeng looked very happy when he saw people carrying several bags running around, like a mortal person going to a store to pick up a small bargain.

"Buy, buy, buy, I'll take it!" a monk threw a package on the counter, opened it, and saw that it was all ingots and incense candles.

"Ah, you don't have a lot of faith in these sacrifices, I'll only give you three pieces. ”

"No, don't trick me, let me change four pieces. ”

Don't look at how happy they are buying, in fact, they don't need it at all, how do people use ghost cultivation things.

But they can pawn what is here with the pawnshop in exchange for arrows. The pawnshop has something to do with Zangyunjian, and it should be that Zangyunjian is buying ghost weapons.