Chapter 78 The Mystery of the Poison Swamp (Part 3)
"Hanhan, I don't know how many people died here, and there's a lot of resentment. It would be best if we could help them to redeem themselves."
"Yes, Xingbai, you are right! There are quite a few things collected here. You put them into the space and let the puppet count them. Note that all the things related to evil cultivators should be put aside and destroyed in batches when the time comes. In addition, if the storage magic weapons have owners, do not move them and return them to those people when the time comes." After Gu Shihan finished speaking, he entered the Qiankun House.
When Gu Shihan came in, everyone who had woken up looked at him warily.
"Hello everyone! I am a cultivator from Wuhua Sect. You are all safe now. Here are some elixirs and some spiritual fluids. One for each of you. Take good care of your breathing and heal your wounds. I will let you out after I have dealt with the matters outside."
"A cultivator from the Wuhua Sect, you... wuwuwuwu, uncle-master, I am Wen Yimo, a disciple from Fufeng of the Wuhua Sect. May I know your name?" A female cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, wearing an orange robe, asked.
"Danjian Peak Gu Shihan!"
"Ah! Are you Master Junior Gu, the closed disciple of Venerable Danhua? Yimo is polite, thank you!" Wen Yimo said with tears streaming down her face.
It wasn't a big deal that Wen Yimo was crying; several female practitioners also started sobbing.
Gu Shihan said helplessly: "Everyone should regulate their breathing first. The spiritual liquid has the effect of nourishing the foundation. I will come back in three days!"
"Yes, Junior Uncle Master, don't worry. We...we will cherish our lives if we can save them."
Wen Yimo took the lead and took a pill bottle and a jade bottle. He swallowed the pills without hesitation, drank the spiritual liquid, and began to meditate.
Gu Shihan left the Qiankun House. She, Xingbai and Yutong swept the poisonous swamp several times and broke the mechanisms and formations.
"Hanhan, the air here has been poisoned by those damned evil cultivators with soul-eating powder. If the wronged souls come into contact with this poison, they will generate resentment faster and become evil spirits, never to be able to enter the underworld again."
"Is there any way to detoxify?" Gu Shihan asked.
She knew that since Xingbai had brought it up, there would definitely be a solution.
She has recognized the Moonlight Bracelet as her own and has Xingbai, so her path of cultivation is much more fortunate than that of ordinary cultivators. She is very grateful and is willing to do what she can.
"Here is a prescription. You prepare it, mix it with the Life Liquid, and then spray it out using atomization."
Looking at the prescription, Gu Shihan's eyes sparkled. She had all these herbs, and she had collected them without thinking that they would be useful. Unexpectedly... could this be God's will?
Gu Shihan entered the space and told the puppet to prepare the herbs.
Dry the herbs according to the proportion, grind them into powder, take out a jade box, draw water from the lake in the space, put the powder in, then add nine drops of life liquid, mix them evenly, and then leave the space.
Gu Shihan flew into the air and used Feng Yu Jiutian's technique to spill the liquid in the jade box.
"Sister, the air is really a lot fresher. After a few times, with the liquid of life, there will definitely be a lot of good spiritual plants appearing here in the future, which can be regarded as an improvement in the soil quality." Yu Tong opened her arms, felt it, and said.
Three days passed quietly, and Gu Shihan released all the people in the Qiankun House. There were quite a few of them, sixty-seven in total.
"Junior Uncle-Master, where are we?" Wen Yimo asked.
"The edge of the poisonous swamp in the Soul-Eating Forest! Everyone, don't walk around, and don't get close to the swamp to avoid accidents." Gu Shihan said in a calm voice.
"Fellow Daoist Gu, the poisonous swamp is extremely far away from the edge of the Soul-Devouring Forest. All our storage magic weapons have been taken away by those people in black robes. How are we going to get out? Especially them!" A male cultivator in the Qi training stage pointed at a mortal on the side and asked.
Gu Shihan looked at the male cultivator and waved his hand. Dozens of storage magic weapons appeared on the grass. "These should be your storage magic weapons. The spiritual imprints are still there. Take them back.
As for those who have no cultivation, I will be responsible for their safety."
There was a flash of surprise in the monks' eyes. They each stepped forward to take their own storage magic weapon, whispering to each other, their hearts filled with joy.
Gu Shihan looked at everyone and continued, "Today, Gu Shihan needs your help with something!"
A man with a somewhat harsh look flashed his eyes and whispered, "Humph, what Wuhua Sect cultivator? Aren't they the kind of people who are only interested in repaying a favor?! What help? Are they asking us to be cannon fodder?!"
"Wu Xun, what nonsense are you talking about? My uncle-master is definitely not the villain you say he is." Wen Yimo said angrily.
Gu Shihan glanced at the male cultivator and said in a calm tone: "You are not the first group to be abducted here. There are no less than thousands of wronged souls and resentful ghosts here. They are obsessed with something and refuse to reincarnate.
Now that I know this, I would like to ask everyone to copy the Rebirth Sutra with me and recite the Calming Mantra to help them let go of their obsessions and enter the cycle of reincarnation. I wonder if everyone is willing to do so?"
Wen Yimo was the first to raise her hand and said, "I do!"
"I would too. My sister died here!"
"I do!" Fairy Qingfu also spoke.
Almost everyone here is willing to do so, including those mortals who have never practiced cultivation.
There was a girl who couldn't write. She whispered, "Master, I can't write, but I can recite the Heart Sutra. Can I recite it?"
"Okay, that's the best. I'll light some incense for you and you can lead them in chanting!" Gu Shihan nodded.
"Master, how are we supposed to copy the scriptures if we don't have paper or pen?" someone else raised an opinion.
Gu Shihan was stunned for a moment, then said, "A blank piece of talisman paper and a talisman pen will do. I have cinnabar. You can chant with her. There is strength in numbers!"
In less than half a quarter of an hour, everything was arranged, and the cinnabar was provided by Gu Shihan.
This is not ordinary cinnabar. It has the juice of a petal of the red spider lily added to it. Although there is only one petal, it is more than enough to liberate the thousands of souls here.
The moment I started writing, the gray color covering the poisonous swamp seemed to brighten a little.
The breeze is not dry, and is accompanied by the pleasant sound of chanting, peaceful and distant.
Those who had not copied the scriptures took the initiative to join in the chanting.
There is indeed strength in numbers. Two months passed and thousands of copies of the Amitabha Sutra were copied and burned.
Everyone only felt a breeze blowing around them, which was the souls' gratitude, and they all disappeared into a black hole in the clouds.
Others could not see the looming black hole, but Gu Shihan could see it clearly. Those killed here were all young children, mostly girls.
Things were done, it was time to leave. Gu Shihan divided the things collected from here into countless portions and distributed them to everyone. After all, she herself did not need them and had no need for them.
Of course, the thirty-odd mortals also got a share, but they only had spirit stones and nothing else.
(End of this chapter)
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