Chapter 20: The Descending Spiritual Cult Remembers You
A wave of fear surged into Li Zhou's body.
She was a little confused, but now she was not scary.
After a little thought, she knew the reason. It must be that the evil spirit was frightened by the power of her magic.
The reason why he alone was more frightened than all the men of the Hu family combined was obviously because of his high level of cultivation.
It makes sense that people with higher levels of cultivation give higher emotional value.
Fortunately, she did not realize that a considerable part of the fear came from Zhu'er, Zhao Erbao and others whom she rescued and protected, otherwise, she would probably have reaped a wave of "tragedy" on the spot.
Discovering that the more he fought, the more fear he had, and the more spiritual power he gained, Li Zhou pinched the Yuejun Jue with his hands and kept pointing to the direction where Cui Wangsun was:
"Om Vasudha, Kotu-ra, Kotu-ra, Suva-sahā."
Cui Wangsun mobilized the five-colored light to block the falling moonlight. The golden hooks around him were hitting something and dancing everywhere with great momentum, but in Li Zhou's view, it was just a confrontation in the void.
Li Zhou: That’s it?
She naturally didn't know that in the eyes of others, Cui Wangsun had been entangled by feathers with eyes, and the golden hooks kept piercing the eyes on the feathers, making them close their eyes forever.
But there were too many feathers, and the young Taoist priest kept making more.
"Dang!" Cui Wangsun was ready to fight back even though he was hit by the moonlight. He struck the small chime and sang while trying to dodge the moonlight with his lame foot:
"Kinoshita Saburo went down to the rooftop..."
But at this time, the importance of simplicity in the spell is revealed.
Cui Wangsun had to say four sentences when he used his magical powers, but Li Zhou only said one sentence, and she spoke very fast.
"Om Vasudha, Kotu-ra, Kotu-ra, Suva-sahā."
Another ray of moonlight cut off half of Cui Wangsun's left shoulder, and blood flowed from the wound like a waterfall.
"Propagate the wonderful Dharma and save all living beings..."
"Om Vasudha, Kotu-ra, Kotu-ra, Suva-sahā."
Half of Cui Wangsun's palm flew out and blood gushed out.
"The Twenty-Four Hells Drink from the Blood Lake..."
"Om Vasudha, Kotu-ra, Kotu-ra, Suva-sahā."
Cui Wangsun endured the severe pain and recited the last sentence.
"Eliminate sins, prolong life and send off the gods."
As soon as the words fell, everyone present felt that the atmosphere changed instantly.
A majestic aura descended upon the small courtyard with an attitude of looking down on all living beings.
Mr. Hu and several Hu family servants who witnessed the "invitation to the deity" ceremony knelt on the ground and shouted enthusiastically and loudly: "Respectfully welcome the Holy Lord Sanlang."
Heng Niang suddenly turned her head and looked at the holy tablet placed on the altar. Oh no, Cui set up the altar to ask for more power from the God.
"Little Taoist priest, be careful!" Heng Niang shouted, "This fellow has invited Kinoshita Saburo to come down!"
Li Zhou resisted the urge to respond with an "OK" gesture, as this would have ruined her ethereal image.
Zhu'er whispered: "Mom, why are you..."
Why would I help that young Taoist priest who looks even more evil?
Heng Niang pulled him behind her and whispered, "Don't judge a person by appearance. The Taoist priest saved you. Even if her magic is a little strange, how can you be prejudiced against her?"
Zhao Erbao couldn't help but say, "Is it really just a little weird?"
Everyone looked at the flying eye feathers in the yard. Some of them looked at them and blinked their eyelids covered with fly-like eyelashes.
Just by looking at each other like this, it seemed as if a part of the vitality had been taken away.
The look in these eyes already carries the meaning of destruction and death.
Everyone gasped and retreated again, including Heng Niang.
Zhu'er: "Mom, didn't you say..."
Heng Niang covered his mouth and smiled awkwardly.
In just the time it took to say these few words, Cui Wangsun had completely changed.
The lame boy with bare upper body disappeared, and in his place stood a handsome king. He was dressed in luxurious clothes, a blue silk robe embroidered with a four-clawed dragon, and a crown on his head with nine tassels embellished with gold and silver.
He exuded a sacred aura, and next to the human head, there were five heads of a pig, a dog, a sheep, a horse, and a chicken.
All of these animal heads look ferocious and emit an unsettling smell of blood, which forms a sharp contrast with the sacredness of the human body.
When they opened their mouths, strips of meat could be vaguely seen in the gaps between their fangs. There was even a child's finger in the sheep's mouth.
For a moment, Heng Niang, Zhao Erbao and others felt their scalps tingling and their chests nauseous.
If the young Taoist priest had not been here, they would probably have encountered something extremely terrible when these beasts showed up.
The female ghost Sister Hua's face changed even more. She had heard the old ghosts mention the five evil gods who liked to eat blood. Whenever they came to the world, they would eat human sacrifices.
"Everyone, step back quickly!" As Sister Hua reminded, five beast heads flew out, opening their drooling mouths and biting at everyone.
Heng Niang and others were horrified, but Mr. Hu and the bewitched servants of the Hu family did not retreat but instead advanced and greeted them happily.
"Please ask the Five-Power God to save me."
"Save me first, save me first."
A pig's head bit Mr. Hu's shoulder and in a blink of an eye, he was bitten into a bloody mess.
The remaining dogs, sheep, horses and chickens also found food.
Zhu'er looked at the scene in astonishment, her gaze fixed on Mr. Hu, who woke up while being eaten and cried out in pain.
Heng Niang sighed and covered his eyes.
Although Li Zhou couldn't see those feathers with eyes, he knew that his magical powers were too powerful. If he fired at those heads, the people they were biting would definitely be affected.
Cui Wangsun did not give her time to hesitate. He struck the chime in his hand and recited quickly: "On the day of Yanmao, the emperor ordered Kuilong to be careful and stay calm. He transformed this spirit spear into a spear. Now that it is straight and straight..."
Seeing the five-colored light behind him spreading like miasma and covering a wider and wider range, Li Zhou knew that he was about to use his ultimate move.
She wasn't acting on TV, so why would she stand there waiting for him to read the line?
Having said that, this Yin Cult spell is too long and has a low cost-effectiveness.
Li Zhou was pointing fingers in her heart, but her hands were very decisive. She also knew the other magical power of the half-demon Taoist priest.
She slapped the gourd on her waist and said:
"Cui Wangsun, Kinoshita Saburo, please enter the gourd!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the gourd flew into the air, the red tassels swayed in the wind, the stopper automatically fell out, and a huge suction force came out from the mouth of the gourd.
In an instant, the whole courtyard was filled with flying sand and rocks, and the wind was howling. Cui Wangsun was sucked straight towards the gourd. When he opened his mouth, a belly full of cold air filled his stomach. He had no chance to recite his lines.
What does it mean to be concise and powerful? The villain in Li Zhou's heart retreated tactically again.
Seeing Heng Niang and others being sucked towards the gourd, she was calm and unhurried.
As the owner of the gourd, she already knew that this treasure had the ability to distinguish between friend and foe. Even if these ordinary people were sucked in, they would be spit out intact.
Little did she know that Heng Niang, Zhu'er, Zhao Erbao and others, along with Cui Wangsun and Kinoshita Saburo's five heads of pig, dog, sheep, horse and chicken, were sucked under the gourd. They were already trembling, and the long-eyed feathers floating in every corner were also sucked over.
Everyone was surrounded by dense eyeballs. Some people had their eyeballs pressed against their cheeks, leaving a string of cold, wet marks on their faces; some people had their eyeballs pressed against their eyeballs, whites of their eyes pressed against whites of their eyes. They looked at each other in silence, with tears streaming down their faces.
Li Zhou covered her waist with her hands. The fear was so overwhelming that she couldn't even digest it in time.
The "Juan Er Gao" ran at full speed, transforming fear into spiritual power, and ran three hundred small cycles in Li Zhou's body.
Li Zhou suddenly felt a flash of white light between his eyebrows, as bright as mercury, his dantian became hot, and his whole body felt indescribable numbness and comfort.
Breakthrough in the first level of "The Curling Ear Edict"!
Now for Li Zhou, if he wants to "destroy Guanshan County with one sword", it is not easy at all, but at least it is easy to do.
In mid-air, the gourd exerted its final force and sucked all the people, ghosts, and evil spirits’ heads into its stomach.
Li Zhou vaguely heard the screams and wails of Heng Niang, Zhao Erbao and others. He felt guilty for a moment, but then he became righteous again.
It’s all for the purpose of subduing the evil spirit.
In the dark gourd, Zhao Erbao cried out to his parents: "If I had known that I would be eaten by the gourd, I would have gone to save Master first!"
Heng Niang grabbed Hu Yuanwai, who was completely awake but still bleeding from his shoulder, and asked angrily, "Where is Zhu'er? Where is Zhu'er?"
Mr. Hu said with a sad face: "Madam, I don't know!"
Zhu Er was looking at Sister Hua in worship, while Sister Hua was chanting sutras quickly:
"The Supreme Star is always ready to respond, exorcising evil spirits and protecting lives. With wisdom and a peaceful mind, the three souls will never be lost. *"
A cool feeling spread from her body.
Zhu'er remembered that when he fell into a nightmare, Sister Hua used this scripture to protect him.
This time, after reading this passage, Sister Hua did not stop. She started to sing:
"Incarnation spell, spell the incarnation, turn into a fierce and evil god. Holding the golden whip with eighteen sections, the evil spirits and monsters have nowhere to go. Ah! *"
The sonorous lyrics came out of the gourd mouth and floated towards the blood-stained class nameboard that climbed out of the hat box.
In an instant, a class sign with the three words "Yu Niang Niang" written on it appeared next to the gourd, and a shadow with a tongue sticking out was looming.
Just as Miss Yu was about to extend her bright red tongue to attack the gourd that had eaten her own believer, she suddenly felt a chill and looked down as if she sensed something.
Just met Li Zhou's curious eyes.
Oh my god.
It turned out to be this evil...great god!
She swallowed the word "evil" back and instantly retracted her nameplate into her class badge. With a "pop", she fell to the ground as if dead and never moved again.
While watching the Prince Bodhisattva being scrutinized by Li Zhou, Miss Yu mocked the Prince Bodhisattva's folloing behavior.
When it was her turn to face her gaze, Miss Yu was almost wiped out by this glance.
Alas, this great deity even dares to covet the Prince Bodhisattva, how can she, a small guardian deity, stop her?
I'm just wishing you good luck, and I'm just pretending to be dead to save my life.
In order to make it more realistic, she even used bloodstains to create the effect of a cracked sign.
Li Zhou walked forward, picked up the blood-stained class nameplate, and recognized that the nameplate was the Jade Lady that the Guihua class leader had mentioned.
She thought that the younger one had been beaten, and then the older one came, Kinoshita Saburo's great-grandmother.
Shaking his head in disappointment, Li Zhou looked up and said to Hulu, "Let the others out."
“Puff, puff, puff…”
The gourd spit out Heng Tniang, Zhao Erbao, Zhu'er, Hua Jie and other people and ghosts one after another like seeds.
Seeing that they all looked pale and absent-minded, Li Zhou was just about to find a Taoist method to calm their souls and help them calm down.
Suddenly, a human-shaped straw in the crowd caught her attention.
She walked over and found that the ball of straw had its back to her. She raised her hand and turned it over, only to see a limp human face hanging on the scarecrow's face. It was the face of the lame boy Cui Wangsun.
There was another small piece of paper underneath the face. She pulled it out and opened it. She saw a line of words written in blood on it:
The Yin Cult will remember you.
Li Zhou: Oh wow.
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