Chapter 122: The Ghost King
"Huh?" Seeing the Five Emperor Coins that Su Xingxuan handed to Qin Jing, Master Yixiu couldn't help but sigh, and then said, "Fellow Daoist, the shape of your Five Emperor Coins is so strange, which dynasty and which generation it is, it seems that the power of national fortune is so powerful, it is a good magic weapon." β
These five emperor coins are Dayan's coins, and Master Yixiu can't help but come out no matter how knowledgeable he is, Su Xingxuan just smiled and didn't answer.
Master Yixiu didn't ask questions when he saw this, after all, everyone has their own secrets, but he just clenched the Zen staff in his hand, silently recited the Buddha's name, and quietly waited for the group of ghosts to come.
As the ghost got closer and closer, the three of them could also hear the sound of blowing and singing, but the blowing and singing was not any music, but a burst of wailing, crying, shouting, and mournful sounds, as eerie and terrifying as the Nine Hells, hearing this voice, Su Xingxuan suddenly felt a headache, and his heart was also irritable, the whole person frowned, and a trace of tyranny slowly rose in his eyes.
"Ah, get out, get out, ah~ah~" At this time, Qin Jing suddenly screamed, sat on the ground and shouted, his face turned pale, and he looked panicked.
"Nan no Amitabha!" Seeing this, Master Yixiu secretly said that it was not good, this voice contained powerful resentment, which could reach people's hearts and attack the heart, and immediately shouted, using the magic of the Buddha's King Kong lion's roar, the Buddha's power was like a roar, like a muffled thunder smashed out on the ground.
Hearing this Buddha horn, Su Xingxuan's body paused slightly, and he immediately realized that he had almost been hit just now, and he couldn't help but feel a cold sweat behind him, this group of ghosts really can't be underestimated.
Qin Jing also woke up, and Master Yixiu shouted when he saw this, "Qin Qin, chant the Buddha quickly, otherwise you will be infected by resentment again." β
"Oooh. Seeing this, Qin Jing hurriedly sat down cross-legged, picked up the rosary and silently recited the Heart Sutra, Su Xingxuan thought about it when he saw this, took out the soul bell from his arms, gently bent his fingers, mobilized the true yuan, and flicked it lightly on the soul bell, only to hear a light sound of ding~~~, the bell was agitated, and the three of them suddenly felt clear in their hearts, as if the feeling of the soul being washed came instantly, and a burst of Lingtai was clear, but all kinds of crying and resentment were instantly dispersed by the bell.
"Huh~~" With a bell, the music in the team stopped instantly, and the ghosts covered their ears and shouted, the sound was hideous and terrifying, but there was no attack power, but it was hurt by the bell.
"Fellow Daoist, this magic weapon of yours is so powerful. Seeing this, Master Yixiu glanced at Su Xingxuan in amazement, and became more and more convinced that Su Xingxuan must be from Maoshan family, otherwise how could several magic weapons be so powerful.
"There, there, it's just a small trick that makes the master laugh. Su Xingxuan smiled humbly, and as soon as the words fell, he heard a hoarse voice coming, "Who should I be, rushed to the ghost fog forest to die, it turned out to be an old monk, a little Taoist, and a little girl, just right, kill you, and we can pray for our marriage in the future, as for the little girl, I will give you a maid to the lady, okay." β
Hearing this, Su Xingxuan hurriedly looked in the direction where the voice came from, only to see the person in the team driving up to the two of them, staring at the three of them with an iron blue face and saying, his red eyes were full of ferocity.
"Ghost King?" Looking at the ghost aura on this person, Su Xingxuan couldn't help but jump his eyelids, there was actually a ghost king in this wood.
Ghost king,It's not just a casual ghost can be called,Among the ghosts,Only with a hundred years of cultivation,Comparable to the ghost of the spirit,Can be called the ghost king,Generally speaking,The strength of the ghost king is not inferior to the real person,Although the ghost thing only has a spirit body,In the same cultivation,Far inferior to the human monk or demon or the like,But the ghost king sits down and often follows the ghosts,The ghost king can use the power of the ghosts,Weird and ruthless is not under other demons at allγ
"Xianggong said that everything is fine, but now let's kill this monk first, he seems to have some ability. A gloomy and sharp female voice came from the sedan chair, and then the curtain of the sedan chair was slightly lifted, and a female ghost wearing a phoenix crown was pale with a pale face, and her lips were like cinnabar with a hint of scarlet, and she slowly walked out of the sedan chair.
Seeing this, Su Xingxuan's eyes couldn't help but widen a little, another ghost king, I'll go, when is this kind of thing like a ghost king so worthless, two of them jumped out at once, and the rest of the ghosts don't look easy to deal with, it seems that this time I have to fight hard, otherwise, Su Xingxuan doesn't dare to think about it.
Master Yixiu looked at the two ghost kings and his face sank, slowly moved his steps, and came to Su Xingxuan's side without a trace, and said in a voice that only two people could hear, "Fellow Daoist, I'm afraid that there are two ghost kings here that are not easy to deal with, and the old monk will entangle the two ghost kings first, and Daoyou, you will try your best to eliminate other ghost things, otherwise the two ghost kings will borrow the power of all ghosts, and I am afraid it will be difficult to clean up." β
"What are you two talking about, your last words? The male ghost showed a hideous smile on his face, and before he finished speaking, Master Yixiu shouted, "The demon is taking his life." The golden light of the Zen staff in his hand flashed, and he went back towards the male ghost, with the sound of breaking through the air, as if he had the power of a thousand jun, and at the same time, a string of fist-sized prayer beads on his chest were also like a long whip, with the sound of the whistling wind winding towards the female ghost.
"The old monk still wants to find death with one to two. Seeing this, the male ghost was furious, and as soon as he clamped the horse's belly, a steel knife in his hand slashed towards the Zen staff, the sound of gold and iron was endless, and the female ghost also stretched out a pair of ghost claws, and the white silk was flying, entangled with the prayer beads, and every time the collision of yin qi and Buddha power would produce a slight explosion.
Seeing this, Su Xingxuan jumped, the lark flag in his hand vibrate, and the ferocious aura condensed, as if a hundred ghosts were haunted, and he bit towards a kind of ghost thing, and that kind of ghost thing looked at the prayer flag in Su Xingxuan's hand spewing out so many ghost things, but he was stunned, and he didn't understand how there were so many ghost things in the hands of the Taoist priest.
It was also a moment of stunnedness, under the vertical and horizontal of the hundred ghosts, seven or eight ghost things were torn apart in an instant, and dragged into the hundred spirit flags to suppress them, and at this time, the ghost things reacted, and one by one they waved their claws towards Su Xingxuan.
Seeing this, Su Xingxuan snorted coldly, his sleeve robe shook, and a copper coin sword appeared in his hand, which was learned by Su Xingxuan and Uncle Jiu, since he went back, Su Xingxuan found seven groups of five emperor coins, and refined five groups of five emperor coins according to the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and then refined this copper coin sword with thirty-five copper coins, although it is not a treasure weapon, it is also a top magic weapon.