Chapter 138: The Underworld
Shi Potian took the cinnabar bag and did not dare to delay. Following the guidance of the flame, he swung the shovel and started digging quickly.

Yan Chixia took out a copper bell from his arms, held the sword in one hand and the bell in the other, and gently shook the bell while observing any movement around him, ready to take action at any time.

Ding-dong-dong——

The ringing of the bell echoed over the mass graves, as if an invisible force had dispelled the cold and gloomy atmosphere around them. The originally uncomfortable feeling of oppression gradually dissipated, and even the stench in the air became much lighter.

The ground, which was originally extremely hard and could only be dug with the help of true energy, became soft.

In just a few moments, Shi Potian dug out all the urns.

A handful of cinnabar was sprinkled down, and the roots wrapped around them quickly shrank and melted as if burned by a raging fire, and finally turned into a wisp of black smoke and dissipated into the air.

Shi Potian put the urn into a box he had prepared in advance, put it on his back, and said, “Brother Yan, it’s done.”

Yan Chixia took out an ancient book, handed it to Shi Potian, and said, “Take this.”

Shi Potian asked: “What is this?”

Yan Chixia said, “The Diamond Sutra. If you don’t take this, those ghosts won’t dare to follow you.”

Shi Potian said “Oh” and was just about to open it to take a look curiously when he heard Yan Chixia urging him, “Follow me closely! The tree demon will be back soon, be careful of his sneak attack!” He turned around and ran quickly towards the foot of the hill.

Shi Potian didn’t bother to open it again, and quickly used his lightness skills to follow. At the same time, he also activated the Zixia magic skill to enhance his five senses and six perceptions to the extreme.

However, the expected sneak attack did not occur.

The two of them got down to the mass grave smoothly, but fearing an ambush by the tree demon, they bypassed Lanruo Temple and headed towards Guobei Town.

At this moment, Shi Potian suddenly realized something was wrong.

When they first came down from the mass grave and entered the woods, the fog was only faint and wispy, but now the fog was getting thicker and thicker, blocking their vision and making it impossible for them to see clearly in the distance.

more importantly……

Shi Potian glanced around and quickly confirmed his thoughts. He shouted hurriedly, “Brother Yan, we have been here before! We have been going in circles!”

Yan Chixia stopped, looked around, frowned, and suddenly swung the sword in his hand towards the tree in front of him.

puff!

The long sword pierced through the tree trunk, and after it was pulled out, a trickle of bright red blood flowed out from the wound.

Yan Chixia said in a deep voice: “This is a ghost wall. There are evil spirits working in the dark, trying to trap us.”

Shi Potian had never experienced such a thing, but he found a solution immediately and said, “We destroyed all these plants?”

Yan Chixia shook his head and said, “It’s not that simple. These plants are nourished by the flesh and blood of mortals and the Yin Qi. Although they have not yet become spirits, it is not that easy to destroy them.”

Shi Potian said: “What should we do then?”

Yan Chixia said: “It’s not easy to destroy them, but it’s much easier to break the ghost wall.” He took out the longbow from his back, pulled out the arrow with the cinnabar talisman engraved on it, and chanted: “Prajnaparamita!”

Whoosh!
The arrow shot out like a meteor, drawing a golden light in the air and hitting the big tree in front of him.

A shrill scream came from the woods, as if the voices of countless people were gathered together.

“Prajnaparamita!”

“Prajnaparamita!”…

Every time Yan Chixia chanted a spell, he shot an arrow.

When all seven arrows were shot, there was a loud “boom” and the whole forest seemed to tremble. The surrounding fog was instantly dispelled and the scene in the woods returned to normal.

Shi Potian’s eyes lit up and he smiled: “Brother Yan, you are really amazing! This ghost wall has been broken!”

Yan Chixia said with a serious look on his face, “I just suppressed them temporarily. The real trouble is probably still to come. We have to leave here as soon as possible to avoid being entangled by the evil spirits again.”

The two of them sped up again and ran out of the woods.

However, not long after they walked away, a sinister laugh suddenly emanated from the woods. The voice was erratic, sometimes male, sometimes female, as if it came from all directions.

“Damn Taoist priest! You’ve gone too far! You first destroyed my practice, then you took my men away. Today, I will not let you off!”

Yan Chixia and Shi Potian immediately stopped, stood back to back, and looked around vigilantly.

Yan Chixia whispered, “The tree demon is back! Be careful! If you have a chance, leave quickly and don’t worry about me!”

If it was just the locust tree spirit alone, Yan Chixia would not be afraid at all and would seize this opportunity to exorcise the demon.

However, if it asked the Black Mountain Old Demon for help, and the Black Mountain Old Demon had practiced Taoism for ten thousand years as Nie Xiaoqian said, he would not be sure.

After instructing Shi Potian, Yan Chixia pouted loudly and cursed, “Old witch! You are so shameless! You talk as if you can beat me! Which cowardly bastard ran away before? Hmm? You dare to come out now, aren’t you afraid that I will take you in!”

call–

There was a gust of cold wind howling around, and the thick fog that had just dispersed gathered again.

A large black shadow emerged from the fog.

The first one was a man dressed as a woman with a high-cornered bun, cold eyebrows, blood-red lips, and a dark gold straight-collared and wide-sleeved shirt, a high collar, and a pleated long skirt, giving people a weird and spooky feeling.

It is the locust tree spirit from Lanruo Temple!

On its side was a green-armored ghost general with a green face, fangs, horns on his head, and resentment all over his body. Behind him were dozens of ghost soldiers who were also wearing armor and holding weapons.

The locust tree spirit sneered and said, “Damn Taoist priest, once I capture you, I will suck your blood and essence dry, and turn your soul into a soul lamp, so that you will never be able to reincarnate!”

Yan Chixia was shocked and thought to himself: “What Nie Xiaoqian said is actually true! That Black Mountain Old Demon is really the ghost king of the underworld!”

He ignored the locust tree spirit and stared at the ghost general and asked sternly, “The human world is the human world, and the ghost world is the ghost world. They have never interfered with each other. This tree demon forced the ghosts to stay in the mortal world to do evil, which has already broken the rules of the human and ghost worlds. It would be fine if you didn’t take it down, but why are you helping it to do evil?”

“The rules of the human world and the ghost world?”

The ghost general sneered and said, “In this land, the Black Mountain King’s words are the most important rules! You are just a mortal, but you want to ruin the Black Mountain King’s good deeds. You really don’t know how to live or die!”

Yan Chixia frowned. He originally thought that the ghost general was only bewitched by the locust tree spirit, and perhaps he could be convinced by reason. But if the whole thing was instigated by the Black Mountain Old Demon behind the scenes, the outcome for both sides would probably be a fight to the death.

Yan Chixia said in a deep voice: “Are you the ones behind the tree demon’s killing of innocent people? Aren’t you afraid of being discovered by the underworld?”

The ghost general snorted coldly: “The underworld doesn’t have time to deal with these things.”

As if he was thinking of something unhappy, the ghost general’s face darkened. He waved his hand, and the ghost soldiers behind him surrounded Shi Potian and Yan Chixia.

(End of this chapter)