Chapter 371: Destroying the Evil Weapon and Master's Painstaking Efforts
As soon as they met, without saying a word, several disciples knelt down and kowtowed to the ground to show their humility.
Qiu Yun presented the Ghost Banner to Gong Mengbi and said, "Master, please allow me to report that although these magical instruments were found on them, they were not forged by them."
Seeing that Gong Mengbi didn't move, Qiu Yun quickly scolded: "Hurry up and say it!"
Several disciples then explained the origins of the Ghost Banner, saying that they had obtained it from their teachers or fellow disciples, or had found it in their residences after their death.
Qiu Yun pleaded, "Although they secretly hid the magical weapon, it was not refined by them after all. I hope that Master will be lenient with them."
Gong Mengbi waved his hand and said, "Since it's not what you cultivated, I'll spare your lives. However, you've hidden evil instruments and must be punished. Go copy the scriptures and recite the precepts of the Summoning Spirits technique a hundred times."
Several disciples were in disbelief. Qiu Yun coughed and said, "Why don't you thank me?"
Several disciples kowtowed several times and ran out crawling.
Qiu Yun also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you, Master, for your forgiveness."
Gong Mengbi laughed and said, "It's just a small punishment, but a big warning. Just don't do it again."
Qiu Yun said: "Disciples will supervise them."
Gong Mengbi nodded and said nothing more.
He put the confiscated evil magic weapons together, and took out the evil magic weapons such as the Skull God and the Ghost Banner that he had confiscated from the disciples and elders that day.
The beautiful hall was transformed into a ghostly place filled with gloomy energy in a moment.
The ghosts entangled in the magic weapon wailed, and the whole hall was filled with the echo of miserable crying.
Gong Mengbi said, "Bring them here. I'm going to destroy these magical instruments today, and let them all come and see."
Qiu Yun knew what Gong Mengbi meant.
Gong Mengbi looked at these magical instruments and could only say that they were pitiful.
Among them, the Skull God was mostly cultivated by disciples of the Corpse Immortal Sect. Due to their cultivation, they were able to retain their form after being sacrificed by the evil magic. The remaining evil artifacts such as the Ghost Banner and Ghost Sword were refined by numerous ghosts.
Souls are extremely fragile things. Those souls that remain in the world for various reasons will suffer from rain, snow, wind and frost if they do not get the opportunity, and will become wandering souls with broken minds.
The evil spells and curses used to refine magical instruments are infinitely more terrifying than rain, snow, wind and frost. After being refined by the evil spells, most of these ghosts were shattered, and few remained intact.
In broad daylight, Gong Mengbi did not destroy these magical weapons outside for the sake of these ghosts.
After all the disciples, followers, servants and attendants arrived at the hall, Gong Mengbifang said, "I called you here to show you how vicious the evil instruments are, so that you can learn from them."
Gong Mengbi was surrounded by skulls, and each skull god was subdued by Gong Mengbi and placed beside him.
Gong Mengbi said, "Most of these Skull Gods are your seniors. Some of you joined late and don't even know that in addition to the Ghost Immortal Sect, there is also the Corpse Immortal Sect."
Gong Mengbi cast an evil spell to exorcise spirits, and with a light tap, ghosts came out of the Skull God one by one.
Gong Mengbi said, "These were all your elders who had practiced cultivation their entire lives, yet in the end, they met such a fate. Evil curses had fallen upon them, their souls were bound by evil magic, their cultivation was completely lost, and even reincarnation was difficult."
It was an extremely miserable sight, with his body burned by green fire and an evil curse following him like a shadow.
The disciples couldn't help but shiver. They might not have such keen perception, but Gong Mengbi sitting here was enough to make them feel cold all over.
When the souls in the Ghost Banner and the Ghost Sword were released, countless blurry human-shaped smoke-like creatures were flying in the hall, making people's souls seem to be frozen and their vitality was disappearing.
The disciples were so frightened by the shrill cries that their souls were unstable and their faces began to turn blue.
Gong Mengbi said earnestly, "Watch it carefully and keep it in mind."
Gong Mengbi magnified their perception, and these disciples began to feel shaky.
Seeing that the fire was almost ready, Gong Mengbi smashed the skulls in front of him one by one, broke the ghost swords one by one, and threw the ghost banners into the furnace one by one.
Ghosts are constantly being released. Although it is daytime, the ghosts are so thick that it is as dark as night.
Gong Mengbi sighed softly and chanted a spell to call upon spirits. Then he heard the sound of a spirit-calling bell ringing in the dark clouds, and a young man with dead eyes appeared in the clouds.
He bowed respectfully to Gong Mengbi and whispered, "This little god is here to escort the ghost."
Gong Mengbi looked into his eyes and knew who this was. They both understood each other tacitly and did not call each other by their names.
As the bell rang, the ghosts gradually disappeared, and finally light returned to the hall.
Gong Mengbi looked at the disciples and said, "I have already used the spirit-calling technique to ask the ancestors of Xima Mountain to escort these ghosts to the Yue Mansion. I only hope that you will take this as a warning and refrain from doing such things that offend the will of Heaven. Otherwise, according to the law of cause and effect, you will eventually be punished."
These disciples were not very skilled in Taoism, and with Gong Mengbi amplifying their perception, they were quite stimulated. They did not dare to disobey Gong Mengbi's words and agreed one by one.
But judging from their appearance, I'm afraid they may never be able to escape the nightmare of Master Ma Qingji in this lifetime.
As they emerged from the main hall, sunlight fell on them, yet the disciples of Xima Mountain felt a biting cold. The master's warning was still fresh in their minds, and the stench of blood lingered in the cracks of the stone in front of the hall. The voices of the wronged souls of today seemed to echo in their ears, mingling with the screams of the elders and disciples of Xima Mountain back then, sending a shudder through their bodies.
Qiu Yun stood beside Gong Mengbi and said, "Master, they will definitely understand your painstaking efforts."
Gong Mengbi said: "It is not necessary for them to understand, as long as they do not make mistakes and go astray."
Gong Mengbi looked at Qiu Yun and said, "I'm going to leave the mountain for a few days to visit a friend. You guard Xima Mountain well. If there's anything urgent, use this to call me."
Gong Mengbi handed a bunch of incense sticks to Qiu Yun and said, "When this incense is lit, I will know."
Qiu Yun bowed and said, "Master, please go and come back soon. Xima Mountain is still waiting for you to come back and take charge of the situation."
Gong Mengbi laughed and said, "Practice well. I hope that by the time I come back, you will have mastered the art of summoning spirits."
Qiu Yun quickly said, "Master, don't worry. I am enough for you in the mountains."
Gong Mengbi laughed and left Xima Mountain with the Skull God.
His original intention was to stay in Ximashan for a longer time, at least to learn all the skills of Ximashan and not reveal any flaws, so that he could contact King Wu.
But Yuliu and Jiaona lit incense to summon him, telling him that the City God of Jinhua had been urging him to visit the City God Temple.
Everyone knows why Gong Mengbi didn't go.
The ten-day deadline is approaching, and Miss Jin will return to Dongyang.
The Jinhua City God invited him to have a chat, it must be because of this matter.
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