Chapter 322 Mountain Ghost (Part 1)

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the night is as cold as water.

The Tiger Temple was quiet, and many of the monks camping in the main hall had already fallen asleep.

They have been under great mental pressure these past few days.

I didn’t get a good rest all the way here.

Although monks can stay awake for long periods of time, their souls are also tired and need to relax and recover.

This Tiger Temple gave them a long-lost sense of security.

Therefore, many monks slept particularly soundly.

"Tanlang~"

The faint calling suddenly woke Tan Zhiwen up from his sleep.

He subconsciously turned over and sat up, holding a talisman in his hand.

"Tanlang~"

The next moment, Tan Zhiwen heard the same voice again.

This time he was able to confirm that he was awake and had no auditory hallucinations.

Tan Zhiwen felt in a trance.

Because this voice was so familiar, it easily awakened the memory buried deep in his heart.

"Xiaojuan..."

Tan Zhiwen murmured, his eyes showing a dull look.

Xiaojuan was his childhood sweetheart who died in an accident many years ago.

Over the years, Tan Zhiwen has never forgotten each other, and even rejected several female cultivators who favored him.

"Where are you?"

"Tan Lang, I'm here."

Xiaojuan's voice was as quiet as tears, floating and penetrating into the heart, making Tan Zhiwen unable to contain the surge of longing in his heart.

He opened the tent curtain and swept out of the main hall like an arrow from a string.

Appeared in the courtyard outside.

The watery moonlight fell on Tan Zhiwen's body, as if he was covered with a silver-white gauze.

The monk who had perfected his Qi training opened his eyes wide with an expression of disbelief.

He saw his long-dead lover standing ten steps away, smiling tenderly.

"Xiaojuan!"

Tan Zhiwen couldn't help but burst into tears. His feet seemed to have been filled with thousands of kilograms of mercury, and he moved forward with great difficulty.

At this moment, there is nothing else in the monk's mind except the lover in front of him.

Therefore, Tan Zhiwen could not find out that a "little devil" was lying on his back.

This "little devil" is about the same size as a two or three-year-old child. It has a huge head and a thin body. Its skin is lead-gray and full of wrinkles like old orange peel.

It tightly hugged Tan Zhiwen's neck with its slender hands, and sniffed hard at the back of Tan Zhiwen's head with its upward-turned pig nose, sucking out traces of pure white breath.

After a few puffs, the "little devil's" expression became intoxicated, and dark red blood vessels protruded under the gray skin.

Around Tan Zhiwen, there were four or five monks in the same situation.

They took the initiative to leave the main hall where the defensive array was arranged, and behind them were all the imps who were absorbing the essence.

This scene is so weird that if ordinary people saw it, they would be scared out of their wits!

And just when Tan Zhiwen ran out, Wang Chen came out of his cultivation state.

There is a situation!

His extremely keen intuition is warning of approaching danger.

Wang Chen noticed that the surrounding space was filled with an evil aura. Although it could not invade his indestructible Vajra body, the coldness stimulated his skin and gave rise to goosebumps!

At the same time, he heard an inexplicable murmur in his ears.

Evil!

Wang Chen's eyes flashed with light, and he raised his hand and shot four evil-proof talismans in all directions.

Four white auras suddenly exploded, and the aura of pure sunshine instantly covered the entire tent, while dispelling the invading evil chill.

The murmur disappeared.

"What happened?"

Li Yian, who was sleeping next to him, woke up with a start, holding a wishful magic weapon in his hand.

Wang Chen replied in a deep voice: "There is something evil."

He suddenly jumped up and put the tent into the storage bag.

And Wang Chen was not the only one who discovered that something was wrong.

"Array up!"

With a sharp shout, the defensive array arranged in the hall suddenly emitted thousands of rays of light, and the magic power surged, covering everyone.

I saw the leader of the ferrymen, the monk surnamed Xu, with his hair and beard spread out, and a terrifying light in his eyes.

He suddenly crushed a jade talisman.

A ball of clear spiritual light unfolded silently, flooding every inch of space in the hall in an instant.

Squeak~

A tooth-piercing scream suddenly sounded, and several twisted black shadows appeared.

Then it was consumed and annihilated by the spiritual light!

At this time, everyone discovered that there were fewer people in the hall.

The monk surnamed Xu reached out and grabbed a magic sword and rushed out of the hall: "Everyone, follow me to slay evil spirits and eliminate demons!"

Some monks followed without hesitation, while others hesitated and made no move.

"I'll go out and take a look."

Wang Chen held Li Yian's hand and lowered his voice and said, "Stay here and protect yourself."

Although they are half-way Taoist companions who each take what they need, in Wang Chen's subconscious, Li Yian is his woman.

He is also the one who should be protected.

Even though the cultivation level of this female cultivator is actually one level higher than that of Wang Chen!

Li Yian's eyes sparkled, and there was an indescribable tenderness in his eyes.

Wang Chen let go of his hand, shrunk to an inch and flew ten feet away.

When he came outside, he saw a dozen monks standing blankly in the courtyard.

These monks were stiff and unable to move. They all seemed to have lost their souls, and there was a twisted and rolling mass of black energy attached to their backs, which looked particularly strange.

"town!"

Seeing such a scene, Wang Chen played out twelve evil-suppressing charms without thinking.

At the same time, he inspired the Toshin Technique.

Dongzhen Technique is an upgraded spell of Spirit Eye Technique, a Zifu-level skill. Wang Chen has now reached the level of Xiaocheng.

This spell, combined with one's own spiritual consciousness, can see through illusions, detect evil spirits, and gain insight into the truth. When practiced to the highest level, all ghosts and monsters can reveal their true colors!

As soon as the Dong Zhen Technique was activated, the scene Wang Chen "saw" suddenly became different.

Attached to the backs of these monks were ugly and ferocious evil spirits.

Each one is at least at the black travel level, which is equivalent to an advanced level of Qi training!

Some monks even have two heads hanging on them.

They are desperately trying to absorb something.

The twelve evil-suppressing charms played by Wang Chen flew on the backs of the four monks.

One person was given three cards.

The evil-suppressing talisman is a more powerful evil-repelling talisman than the evil-repelling talisman. Before these talismans can get close, they suddenly turned into balls of spiritual light and bombarded the possessed evil spirits.

Squeak!

A tooth-piercing scream suddenly sounded, and the four evil spirits were almost collapsed by the evil-suppressing talisman. The evil power melted as quickly as snow under the sun.

These evil spirits immediately changed their targets and rushed towards Wang Chen one after another!

Full of hatred.

Wang Chen remained undaunted and concentrated his magic power on his right palm. The real seal character "Zhen" suddenly appeared on his palm.

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