On top of the city wall, there was a sharp clang as the sound of a sword being unsheathed rang out. Bai Xiaotian's figure also flew down from the sky and pounced on the evil spirits.
"Xiaotian, these are the souls of the people of Chang 'an. They are temporarily contaminated by the demonic blood, causing their souls to become restless. Just help to stop them, but don't kill them at will." An elderly Zen master from Life Transformation Temple, whose Buddhist name was Kong Du, saw the situation and immediately reminded him.
After saying that, he took the lead and walked in front of the monk. With a wave of his hand, a palm-leaf Buddhist scripture flew out and spread out like a long scroll of poetry. It wrapped around more than a hundred evil spirits in a circle, emitting a golden light that shot into the sky.
The evil spirits in the scroll could not help but roar into the sky. Scarlet blood Qi escaped from their mouths and noses. Their frenzied expressions gradually disappeared and they began to regain their calmness.
At the same time, countless ancient Sanskrit characters on the palm-leaf Buddhist scripture peeled off one by one and absorbed the blood Qi on behalf of the souls of the people. They rose into the sky like fireflies and burned into little sparks before dissipating.
Immediately after, Zen Master Lu Chen raised his hand and waved. An eight-treasure scripture pagoda descended from the sky and landed outside the city gate. It emitted rays of colorful glazed light. Wherever it shone, all the evil spirits were imprisoned and could not move at all.
Elder Zhe Shi coughed lightly and flew out as well, landing in front of the crowd. His figure passed through the evil spirits. He held a Buddhist mirror in his hand and shone it at the frenzied evil spirits one by one.
Every time the light shone, the evil spirits that were shone on would become sluggish and stay where they were, unable to move.
Bai Xiaotian made a sword gesture and waved his hand. Rays of golden sword light fell from the sky like shields arranged next to each other, blocking the two sides of the road into the city. They blocked the evil spirits who were trying to go around the city gate and spread out to the two sides of the city.
The various cultivators of the government in the city also took action and temporarily stabilized the situation, blocking the counterattack of the evil spirits.
On the other side, Shen Luo plunged into the area filled with blood mist. Immediately, he heard a burst of demonic whispers, and his vision turned blood-red.
However, to his surprise, the scene of a group of ghosts fighting for food and pouncing on Chan 'er didn't appear before him. Instead, as soon as he approached, those ghosts pounced on him as if they had seen food.
Shen Luo clearly understood that these Yin Spirits were affected by the blood mist, so he naturally wouldn't kill them. He quickly turned around, and the moonlight beneath his feet scattered. Using the Slanting Moon Steps, he shuttled through these Yin Spirits.
When he passed through the layers of ghosts and saw Chan 'er, who was at the very center, he couldn't help but be stunned.
He sat cross-legged on the ground and looked up at the sky with a dull expression. Two streaks of tears hung from the corners of his eyes.
Directly opposite him, there was a tall white hollow figure floating. He was wearing a snow-white kasaya, a Five Buddha Crown and a Pilu hat. His appearance was quite young and handsome, and there was a kind smile on his face. He lowered his head and looked at Chan 'er from a distance.
It was the layer of hazy light emitted by this figure that protected Chan 'er from being eroded by the Yin Spirits.
As if noticing Shen Luo's gaze, the monk's shadow turned around and saluted him from a distance. He seemed to be chanting the name of Buddha silently.
Immediately afterward, the figure suddenly made a gesture with one hand and clenched his five fingers toward the void.
Suddenly, the sound of the wind rose, and the billowing blood mist immediately rolled back and condensed in the hands of the monk's shadow until it condensed to the extreme. It turned into a string of nine blood-red Buddha beads, which were connected together by a strand of golden thread.
The monk twirled the blood-red Buddha beads in his hand, and his body lit up with colorful glazed light. With bursts of Buddhist light and righteous aura, he condensed toward the Buddha beads in his hand, but his figure gradually became transparent and illusory.
Until all the glazed light converged into the blood-red beads, the two sides wore each other down until they both disappeared.
The moment the blood-red Buddha beads disappeared, the surrounding world became clear again. The blood in the eyes of the Yin Spirits of the people of Chang 'an who had been bewitched earlier also dissipated, and their eyes returned to a ghostly green color. However, much of their soul power had been consumed, and they all looked a little confused and confused.
"Amitabha …"
At this moment, a Buddhist chant sounded. Shen Luo suddenly turned around and saw that Chan 'er had stood up again. His figure walked straight toward the fog of the Yin Underworld in front of him, and his mouth continued to chant the Rebirth Mantra.
This soft sound once again turned into a guiding voice, guiding the Yin Spirits of Chang 'an to walk toward the Yin Underworld again.
When everyone saw this, they all let out a sigh of relief and retreated.
Shen Luo's figure flashed, and he came to Chan 'er's side. He stood side by side with him, imperceptibly protecting him.
…
A grand Water and Land Spiritual Assembly, due to the twists and turns, finally ended at the end of the morning.
Late at night, after Shen Luo returned to his residence, his mind kept replaying the scene of thousands of lanterns in the night sky of Chang 'an, and the thousands of ghosts outside the North City Gate. He could not calm down for a long time.
He sat cross-legged on the futon and meditated for a long time. With a thought, he took out the jade pillow.
His palm gently touched the jade pillow, and his mind was immersed in it. Soon, he felt the Heavenly Book floating in it.
Since he had accidentally summoned the Heavenly Book to fight against the enemy, and projected the cultivation in the dream to the present world, Shen Luo had been trying to communicate with the Heavenly Book, but to no avail.
However, according to Li Jing, communicating with the Heavenly Book depended on one's soul. Now that he could not communicate with it, it was very likely that the power of his soul was not strong enough, or that the waves of his mind were not strong enough.
Previously, he could only summon the Heavenly Book when he was in danger and on the verge of death. At that time, the strong desire to survive and the waves of his soul were most likely the key to successfully communicating with the Heavenly Book.
With this thought, Shen Luo calmed down a little. He began to press his hand on the jade pillow, and put all his mind into it. He deliberately concretized it into a mind flame, and floated toward the Heavenly Book floating in the jade pillow.
As the mind flame got closer, the Heavenly Book floating in the jade pillow also became bigger, almost like a palace hanging in front of him.
Shen Luo tried to use his mind to probe it, and gently touched it a few times as if he was knocking on a door.
The Heavenly Book only emitted a faint light, and did not respond to Shen Luo's careful attempts.
Shen Luo hesitated for a moment, and the mind flame suddenly lit up. Almost 70% of his mind was used to probe the Heavenly Book. This time, it was as if an evil guest had come knocking on the door.
However, the halo on the Heavenly Book flickered a few times, but there was still no reaction.
"It still doesn't work?" Shen Luo's mind moved slightly, and he made a decision in his heart.
Immediately afterward, the flame transformed from his Divine Sense suddenly rose up and turned into a blazing flame, rushing toward the Heavenly Book without reservation.
"Boom …" There seemed to be a thunderous sound in his heart, and the mind flame hit the Heavenly Book with all its strength.
This time, there was finally a change on the Heavenly Book. The surface of the Heavenly Book shone brightly, and the long book slowly extended. The words written on it flashed, and a name written at the end of the book suddenly lit up, and left the Heavenly Book, floating in the void.
"Shen Luo"
The moment his mind subconsciously read the two ancient seal words, an incomparably powerful suction force suddenly came from the Heavenly Book, and instantly pulled his mind into it.
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