Woban took one step out, and the next step he took was already on the busy street, under the eaves of the teahouse. He turned his head and saw a handsome face with a surprised expression, who shouted in surprise: “You are… the group leader?”

The corpse that had transformed into Yang Jian’s appearance was sitting in a teahouse drinking herbal tea when he suddenly sensed the fluctuations in space. He turned around and bumped face to face with Woban.

“Peng Qi, have you had enough of this?”

Immediately afterwards, the corpse saw Yang Jian walking out from behind Woban and questioned him coldly.

Ao Tingxin and Thor dog followed closely and escaped from the Shanhe Shejitu.

“You are worthy of being the group leader. Even the Mountains and Rivers State Map can’t trap you.”

The corpse quickly calmed down and spoke calmly.

“But, if you say you’re making trouble? I won’t accept it. Although I didn’t expect your nephew to be so stupid and crazy, my plan is much more effective than your half-baked method.”

The corpse raised the teacup, took a sip of tea, and a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes.

“If it weren’t for the incident caused by your nephew, the Jiejiao Immortal and the Buddhist Immortal, who I had severely offended, as well as that Jade Ding Zhenren, would have forced the Heavenly Court to revise the Heavenly Laws in a few days…”

“Wait?! Jade Ding Zhenren? Master! Why is Master also involved?”

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian’s face changed drastically, not because the corpse had offended too many immortals, but because it involved Jade Ding Zhenren.

“I would like to ask you, why is Sun Wukong’s master Jade Ding Zhenren? A few days ago, which was a few years ago in the human world, the Buddhist Avalokitesvara and Sandalwood Merit Buddha came to the Heaven to ask for accountability, but I pushed them back. Then Chenxiang was taken to the sealed place in the South China Sea by Zhu Bajie and Nezha. When he came out, he brought the Ruyi Jingu Bang with him and rushed all the way to the Jinxia Cave in Yuquan Mountain in Sichuan. With the Ruyi Jingu Bang, a token given by Sun Wukong, he became a disciple of Jade Ding Zhenren to practice.”

The corpse was a little annoyed, not only because Sun Wukong was a disciple of Jade Ding Zhenren, but also because Jade Ding Zhenren was weak. The master of the original body was one of the rare celestial beings in the Three Realms, and everyone knew the “Jade Ding Zhenren’s Scripture of Primary True Salvation”. How come here, Jade Ding Zhenren became a weak chicken who could only teach and did not even have the realm of a god? Although he wrote a book “Yu Zi”, it was a work for his own entertainment and was of little use.

“…Sun! Wu! Kong! And Nezha, only he and my third sister know that Jade Ding Zhenren is Bodhi Patriarch.” Yang Jian fiercely read out Sun Wukong’s name, and when he mentioned Nezha, he seemed a little helpless, exuding a bit of anxiety. “Then what? Master, do you know about me and Sun Wukong?”

“Nezha kept it a secret and also forbade Chenxiang to mention anything about you and Sun Wukong to Jade Ding Zhenren, so Jade Ding Zhenren doesn’t know about it yet.” said the middle corpse.

“That’s good. When I helped the Heavenly Court capture Sun Wukong, my master was so angry that he never left the mountain gate since then and devoted himself to seclusion and cultivation. If my master knew about it, he would probably be mad to death.” Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief and said with lingering fear.

“Once the plan succeeds, you and Jade Ding Zhenren will definitely be able to resolve your past grievances.” Ao Tingxin comforted Yang Jian.

Yang Jian just smiled. If the plan succeeded, he would have to die. Otherwise, the majesty of the Heavenly Court would be destroyed, and the new heavenly rules would not be recognized by any immortal.

“What are you doing here? Have you finished catching the evil spirits?”

At this time, Woban asked Zhongshi, “Didn’t you say a few hours ago that you wanted to capture the evil spirits that escaped from the eighteen levels of hell?”

“I have used the Heavenly Eye too many times and I don’t have any elixirs on me, so I am going to take a break. I have sent Roaring Sky Dog out to take Caotou God and the Meishan brothers to search for evil spirits nearby.” The middle corpse explained.

From morning till now, in order to find the evil ghosts hiding in the human world, he has used his heavenly eyes no less than a hundred times, captured more than a hundred thousand evil ghosts, and consumed a lot of his magic power. If he doesn’t rest, his magic power will be overdrawn, which will hurt his own foundation.

“Did Chenxiang catch him… Never mind, let’s not talk about this. I’m going to summon the Grass Head God.” Yang Jian changed the subject immediately after he finished speaking. He knew that Chenxiang was not mature enough and could not think of the consequences of his impulsiveness. Naturally, he would not care about the evil spirits that escaped from hell. “Thor, group leader, please help me.”

“Woof woof!” Thor raised his hammer and barked twice in response.

“It’s a small matter. I’ll go first.” Woban had already explored the surrounding area for thousands of miles. He responded and his figure disappeared.

Yang Jian also hurriedly flew high into the sky on a cloud. His divine thoughts swept over an area of ​​a hundred miles, summoning the grass-headed gods scattered around. His pair of heavenly eyes saw through the space of thousands of miles and found several places where the evil spirits were hiding.

The corpse in the middle turned back to its original appearance and sat quietly in the teahouse, ignoring Ao Tingxin’s hostile look, and was in the mood to hand Thor the dog a cup of tea.

A few minutes later, the Meishan brothers, Roaring Sky Dog, and Grass Head God arrived one after another. Yang Jian also called up Zhong Shi and Thor Dog and briefly introduced them to everyone: “These two are… Taoist Li Er and Thor. There is also a Taoist friend Woban who has gone to help catch ghosts.”

“Li Er?” Kang Anyu looked at the corpse in astonishment. Not everyone can take this Taoist name.

“It’s not Er, it’s Er, Li Er.” Yang Jian explained quickly.

“I am Thor, God of Thunder, for the glory of the North.” Thor’s dog ears moved, and he stretched out his fingers and pressed two buttons in succession, making a loud sound.

“Thor? God of the North?”

The Meishan brothers and Xiaotian Dog were completely confused, as they had never heard of a Thunder God who was a dog and hadn’t yet transformed.

“Where are you from, dog demon? Can’t you transform yet?” Roaring Sky Dog asked Thor Dog curiously.

“I am Thor, the God of Thunder! For the glory of the North God!” Thor glared at you, you are the dog demon.

“The transverse bone hasn’t dissolved either?” Xiaotian Dog was very surprised. Monsters that can fly and hide should be able to speak.

“Master, you picked up another dog? And fed it the elixir? No, no, there is no need, Master, you already have me.” Xiaotian Dog quickly thought of a possibility, grabbed Yang Jian’s clothes in panic, and begged to Yang Jian.

“Woo…”

Thor’s face turned dark, he bared his teeth, raised the hammer of Thor, and released purple lightning at Sky Dog.

Yang Jian did not sense the murderous intent and did not take precautions, so Roaring Sky Dog was hit by lightning without any preparation. Its body trembled involuntarily and all the hair on its body was singed.

The six brothers of Meishan subconsciously took out their weapons and stared at Thor dog vigilantly. If Yang Jian hadn’t been here, they would have attacked him long ago.

“Ahem, this Thor is a friend of mine from the north. I invited him to help this time.” Yang Jian coughed twice and brushed his right hand across Roaring Sky Dog. His powerful magic power restored Roaring Sky Dog’s hair to its original state.

The six Meishan brothers looked at each other and then slowly put down their weapons.

“Okay, enough idle talk. I’ve found where the evil spirits are hiding. Xun is five miles away, eight miles away… Dui is ten miles away, thirteen miles away… Qian is six miles away, twenty miles away…”

Afterwards, Yang Jian did not delay any longer and immediately told the direction he saw, and ordered the Meishan brothers and Caotou God to go and capture them immediately.

The Meishan brothers and Xiaotian Dog looked at Yang Jian worriedly, but the situation was urgent and they had no extra time to care about Yang Jian’s body. The seven of them each led a group of grass-headed gods and flew quickly towards the direction where the evil ghost was hiding.

Thor Dog and Zhong Shi did not waste any time and followed Yang Jian’s instructions and rushed in the direction where the evil spirits appeared.

Yang Jian sat in the center, using his Sky Eye to see through the surrounding world for thousands of miles, finding the escaped evil spirits one by one, and then informing his soldiers, the corpses, and the Thor dogs of their locations, and capturing all the evil spirits within the Sky Eye’s field of vision with the highest efficiency.

Chapter 321: Great Heavenly Dragon

Yang Jian was very efficient, but Woban was even more efficient. The eighth consciousness searched for evil spirits, and arrived instantly after crossing the border, killing the servants of death in the cage instantly. The overall efficiency of 1,200 grass-headed gods, plus the middle corpses and Thor dogs was less than that of Woban alone.

After some effort, Woban captured more than 300,000 evil ghosts, but it was still far from the total number of evil ghosts that escaped from the eighteen levels of hell.

After taking a short breath, Woban extended his thoughts and soon discovered a large number of ghosts gathering three thousand miles away.

“what?”

A hint of surprise flashed in Woban’s eyes, because this group of evil ghosts gave him a sense of danger. The strong resentment rose into the sky, forming a huge turbid ghost domain. He couldn’t even see clearly what was inside. He only felt that his vision was hazy.

After a little thought, Woban used his eighth consciousness to read the world’s memory and saw the situation inside the ghost realm.

“…Interesting?”

An expression of interest appeared on Woban’s face. Without notifying Yang Jian and the others, he took a step forward, traveled a thousand miles, and came to the resentful ghost realm.

The place where Woban arrived was not some desolate wilderness, but a town that still showed some signs of its former prosperity on the surface – Suzhou.

However, the former water city has now been mostly submerged by floods.

Raindrops as big as soybeans formed a line and poured down from the sky. The howling wind roared in the sky, overturning countless houses. The rumbling thunder continued, and white lightning occasionally broke through the dark sky. The rushing flood splashed in the riverbed, like a prehistoric beast, mixed with broken branches and stones, crashed into the town, and turned the town into a swamp. The surging flood submerged thousands of people. Anyone who entered the water did not climb out alive.

To ordinary people, this was just an ordinary flood, but in Woban’s eyes, most of the mortals who fell into the water and died were caused by evil spirits.

Suzhou is famous for its water. Most of the people are familiar with water. There are seven weirs to block water and protect the city. Even if there is a flood, there should not be too many casualties.

However, the evil ghost in the water forcibly broke this rule.

Fish turn into sacrificial ghosts after death, and humans turn into water ghosts after death. They rush ashore with the surging flood, grab mortals and drag them into the flooded rivers. Half of the human deaths are caused by these water ghosts.

With so many evil ghosts stirring up trouble, ghost messengers are naturally indispensable. Unfortunately, compared with these evil ghosts who are qualified to be suppressed in the Eighteen Layers of Hell, the ghost messengers are a little weak. From the time Woban sensed the ghost realm to the time he rushed to Suzhou, nearly a hundred ghost messengers had been devoured by the evil ghosts, leaving only more than 300 ghost messengers on the shore to deal with the water ghosts.

However, the key to this ghost land does not lie in the water ghosts; the real leader is in Taihu Lake.

Glancing at the flood-ravaged town, Woban blew a breath, and a cold wind whistled past. In just a blink of an eye, the surging flood stopped, and the flowing water surface was frozen into ice. Although it was not completely frozen, the more than two-meter-thick ice layer was enough to completely separate the land and the water.

Afterwards, Woban no longer cared about what would happen below and rushed straight towards Taihu Lake.

However, halfway through the journey, a gust of fishy wind blew towards him and made Woban stop.

The wind carried an extremely strong pungent smell. After just a sniff, Woban felt dizzy and his skin was covered with black spots and finger-sized pustules.

Woban acted decisively, surrounding his body with a violent storm to blow away the foul smell, then summoned a chanting spell book, transforming it into the form of a blonde girl.

“Attack me with your strongest magic.”

As soon as Woban finished speaking, he hugged the magic book elf and pressed his mouth against it.

The magic book elf immediately understood what Woban meant, and cast an explosive magic through Woban’s mouth.

There was a muffled sound, and Woban’s body exploded. The charred flesh and skin fell off from the bones, and even his forehead exploded. Only blackened bones were left on his body.

The next moment, as if time was going backwards, Woban’s flesh and blood quickly grew out and filled the empty bones. In just a breath of time, Woban returned to normal, and the black spots and pustules on his body disappeared.

“Hahahahahahahahahahaha!!!”

“hahahahahahahaha!!!”

“Hehehehehehehehehehe!!!”

Only after he was sure that the horribly corrosive toxins had been removed did Woban breathe a sigh of relief, and he also heard the laughter coming from outside the storm.

Looking down, there is a beautiful garden with hundreds of flowers in it. It seems to be the cave of some immortal. Although it is located in the flood, it is not washed away by the raging torrent. It’s just that the ground is too wet, and the various flowers have withered and lost their original colors.

Three ghostly shadows wandered around the garden, appearing and disappearing from time to time, making creepy laughter. A dim and gloomy wind blew past, and a foul smell spread. The flowers and trees withered one after another, the beams and stone walls gradually rotted, and the soil turned into a swamp-like dead place.

Woban, who had just been hit, didn’t show any mercy to them and directly launched a thunderbolt.

The blue lightning struck the three ghosts, but did not hit them. The three ghosts just flashed and disappeared under the lightning. Only charred soil and rubble were shaken up from the ground.

At the same time, Woban sensed the approaching crisis, and a poisonous fog invisible to the naked eye surrounded Woban and slowly spread.

However, for Woban, this is not really a crisis. In the world of Journey to the West and Investiture of the Gods series, whether it is magic weapons or magical powers, the one that can play the greatest role is often the first sight of killing.

Just like now, Woban, who has been haunted by the ghost once, there is no way he can be haunted a second time.

Woban gathered thunderclouds in the sky, controlled the storm in mid-air, and rolled all the poisonous fog into the plasma that was gradually forming in the thunderclouds, breaking the ghost’s killing move.

However, after breaking the ghost’s killing move, Woban was not very happy, because the three ghosts had slipped away. It seemed that they found that the strongest magical power could not do anything to Woban, so they simply lost the will to fight.

It seems that these three ghosts are not very courageous, even though their magic power is not much worse than that of ordinary godslayers.

Woban looked up in the direction of Taihu Lake, rested for a few seconds, and then set off again.

After riding the wind for three kilometers, Woban arrived at Taihu Lake.

At this moment, a monk and a ghost were already engaged in a fierce battle in Taihu Lake.

“You are so bold! How dare you be so presumptuous!”

All that was heard was an angry roar from the young monk, and the powerful Buddhist power created a huge wave.

“Great and Mighty Heavenly Dragon, Prajnaparamita Buddhas, Tathagata Ksitigarbha, Prajnaparamita Bamakong!”

The monk made a few hand seals with his left hand and suddenly leaped towards the snake demon in front. His left hand, which emitted golden Buddha light, slapped the snake’s head and cracked the huge snake head with one palm. Thick black air overflowed from the cracked skull and touched the monk’s left hand, producing a “sizzling” sound. In an instant, it was eliminated by the Buddha’s light.

The snake demon had nine heads. The middle one was suppressed by the monk, but the other eight would not just stand by and watch. They sprayed water and fire at the monk one after another.

Water is the Kan water in the north, and fire is the Li fire in the south. Even ordinary immortals cannot stop one of them, not to mention that this nine-headed snake ghost has eight heads.

The monk did not dare to be careless. Buddha’s light burst out from his body. He blocked the attack for a moment, then immediately retreated and landed on the top of a mountain on the island in the lake.

Before his feet landed on the ground, the monk’s face changed and he immediately jumped up.

The next moment, the mountain exploded, and a black giant python with a green head rushed out of the forest and bit off a ten-meter-high mountain in one bite. If the monk had not dodged in time, he would have fallen into the giant python’s mouth.

“Damn it! Another snake demon?!”

The monk said with his eyes wide open, very annoyed.

Before he could finish his words, a demon with a human face and a dragon body swooped down from the sky, howling like a baby, and opened its mouth to bite the monk.

“Prajnaparamita Makong!”

The monk formed a seal with his left hand and instantly escaped from the mouth of the demon with a human face and a dragon body, flying hundreds of meters away.

The nine-headed demon ghost was chasing closely, the green-headed snake ghost was also chasing from below, and the dragon-bodied demon ghost was not giving an inch.

“How dare you! Why don’t you surrender yourself to the evildoer?”

The monk had an angry look on his face and shouted viciously, and with a flip of his palm, the Buddha’s light turned into the wrath of the Mingwang.

“Great and Mighty Heavenly Dragon, Great Luo Mantra, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Paramakong!”

In an instant, flames appeared, and the raging fire turned into rolling waves of fire, burning towards the dragon-like demon.

“what!!!”

The dragon-shaped demon screamed continuously, and black mist was all around it, colliding with the diamond flames and canceling each other out.

The dragon-bodied demon took a lot of effort to eliminate the monk’s Vajra flame, and its body became smaller.

The green-headed python and the nine-headed snake ghost didn’t care that their companions were injured by the monk, and they pounced on the monk without hesitation.

These demons were extremely powerful. The former could collapse mountains and crack the earth with one swing of their tails, while the latter were merciless with water and fire and could destroy all living things. The monk was hit on the shoulder by the green-headed python when he was not careful. He fell downwards like a meteorite from outer space, smashed into the island in the lake, and knocked over a mountain.

“Monster! How dare you show off your skills in front of an expert! Robe!”