Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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“Please come quickly, Goddess Jinxiao, Yunxiao and Bixiao, and lend the Golden Dragon Scissors from the Yellow River to cut the hemp rope into pieces. With no mercy, I obey the order of the Supreme Lord Laojun!” Fang Zhe chanted the spell quickly, and with the sharp scissors of the golden knife, he cut the ghost hand that locked his ankle into two parts. He rolled over and came to Hai Guanchao’s side, snatched the Three Treasures Sword and held it across his chest.
Although Fang Zhe did not know how to use the Three Treasures Sword, the merits of the Three Treasures Sword and the efficacy of the peach wood sword itself in exorcising evil spirits still made the hanged ghosts stagnate.
Fang Zhe saw that the people in the temple were ready to move and shouted: “No one is allowed to come out! Go wait in the hall!”
These evil ghosts did not know where they came from, but they dared to make trouble in front of the Taoist temple. Fortunately, they were still a little afraid of the place where the guardian god was enshrined, and did not dare to set foot in the inner courtyard.
The others had no fighting power at all, and coming out would only be a way to die. There was really nothing that could be done about it. In this era, only a few people practiced various arts, and even fewer people were able to practice them. In the entire Baoyang Temple, holding rituals was fine, but there were really few people who had the power to fight.
Fang Zhe did not show it on his face, but he was thinking in his heart. He did not know what was going on with Xie Lingya. Could he only wait for Zhang Daoting to light incense and ask the ancestor to descend… or in other words, could he only ask him to come?
At this moment, Zhang Daoting was kowtowing in the hall, lighting incense tremblingly, trying to calm down and recite the ancestor’s precious edict. His senses were not as strong as Xie Lingya’s, and it was the first time he had done such a thing. When he thought of the situation outside, he was even more panicked. He took a few deep breaths before he felt at ease.
But the incense had just been lit and the curling rose for a moment, but it broke. Zhang Daoting was horrified, and he lit it again, but it broke again. He might not have a strong sense, but the ancestor would never refuse such a request. Could anyone deceive even ghosts and gods?
Zhang Daoting’s heart was beating very fast. He was stunned for three seconds, then he suddenly took out the incense beads he was wearing and lit them with trembling hands.
If it didn’t work this time, he would really hit the ground with his head.
Fortunately, this time the incense beads burned successfully, and the smoke rose.
….
Time waited for no one. Fang Zhe was facing the ghosts outside. He gritted his teeth and chopped with his sword.
The red-clothed hanged ghost was extremely cruel. He stared at Fang Zhe with red eyes and rushed over. He ignored the three swords in his hand and took the sword hard. He scratched blood on Fang Zhe’s hand and then hugged him.
Fang Zhe felt that the amulet on his body was getting hot. He thought it was not good. This hanged ghost wanted to possess him?
Fang Zhe glanced at the Taoist temple next to him and felt a chill in his heart. He was afraid that he wanted to use his own body to enter the Taoist temple. He often lived in the Taoist temple, so he might really be confused. Moreover, the facts today were really weird and there could be no mistake.
Fang Zhe made a prompt decision and cursed himself immediately: “The sky is not as big as the earth, the earth is not as big as me, I am not as big as Mount Tai, please use a thousand pounds to squeeze me, please use ten thousand pounds to squeeze me… A thousand people can’t squeeze ten thousand people, please use the six stars of the Southern Dipper and the seven stars of the Northern Dipper, I obey the urgent order of the Supreme Lord Lao!”
As soon as he finished the curse, the amulet became completely ineffective. But the thousand-pound mountain-dragging method worked made Fang Zhe’s body immediately become as heavy as Mount Tai, unable to move, and the ghost understood it was useless even if he possessed him. Fang Zhe’s face was full of coldness, and he panted and said to Hai Guanchao: “You… run…”
The three swords clanged and fell to the ground.
Hai Guanchao’s face was pale, and his glasses were gone. At a glance, the ghost faces were a little blurry, but because of the blur, they were even more terrifying, surrounding him.
A black shadow rushed out from the side, and with a flash of his body, he stretched out his arms to block Hai Guanchao, with long hair and a ferocious face, and shouted: “Get out–“
Hai Guanchao said in horror: “Du Minmin?”
Others may have forgotten, but he still remembered that this was the female ghost who once asked him for help. At that time, Du Minmin was conscripted and was pregnant with the ghost baby and was about to give birth. In the end, he and Fang Zhe delivered her baby and nursed her… They had quite a lot of contact at that time.
Du Minmin said: “Doctor Hai, don’t be afraid, I’ll ask Ding Aima and others to call Teacher Xie.”
Hai Guanchao suddenly had some courage, “Go quickly, don’t worry about me.”
If he died, the worst thing would be to become a ghost, just like Ding Aima and others. But if Du Minmin died, her soul would be scattered, and what about her son. Thinking of this, he looked around and saw the ghost baby born by Du Minmin was huddled in the corner and staring at this place. His face was pale and scary, but Hai Guanchao didn’t feel scared at all.
Du Minmin shook her head firmly.
The hanging rope in the hand of the red-clothed ghost slid forward and entangled Du Minmin’s neck, hanging her under the eaves across the street. Du Minmin grabbed the rope and struggled, her face looking even more terrifying, but Hai Guanchao didn’t look scared, only having tears in his eyes.
Inside the Taoist temple, everyone’s eyes were bloodshot, but they could do nothing. Fang Zhe had told them to hide in the temple, but they were unwilling to do so. At this moment, tears were about to flow down, and they kowtowed in the direction of the main hall and chanted the name of the ancestor. Then suddenly, thunderclouds rolled in the sky, as if they finally sensed something, but the thunder had not yet formed, and the evil ghost was about to succeed.
Xiao Dian witnessed the siege of the evil ghosts, and his heart was in great torment. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, from the bullshit soul-leaving that he learned in his early years, to the recruiting of ghost soldiers taught by the liar teacher, to the later sutras given to him by Teacher Xie.
Why was he so useless and couldn’t help at all, Dr. Hai and Brother Fang usually took care of him so much.
Moreover, if they lost, then the others would…
Xiao Dian saw that Hai Guanchao’s figure was almost blocked by the ghost, and his dull mind caught a glimpse of inspiration. He thought of Teacher Xie’s explanation of the Three Treasures for him, and of Teacher Xie’s sword saving thousands of souls in the suburbs of Zhuyang, and of Teacher Xie’s deeds when he took over the temple.
I have three treasures, and I hold them and protect them. The first is kindness, the second is frugality, and the third is yielding.
Xie Lingya’s sword yielding was to pity the innocent ghosts and save all the souls. Wang Yuji’s sword yielding was to protect the world, kill demons, and sacrifice his life for the Tao, no matter what.
The Three Treasures Sword cultivated the heart, and the spell had never been written on paper, nor was it a spell. The Taoist saved people from danger and disasters, so that they would not die in vain. If you had this heart, why worry about not understanding the magic.
Xiao Dian’s mind went empty, and he stepped out of Baoyang Temple.
Everyone was kneeling, and no one stopped him. Only Fang Zhe saw it and was horrified. However, he could not move and could only watch Xiao Dian walk out.
Xiao Dian’s thoughts had never been so clear. He rushed forward, grabbed the three swords on the ground, turned over, knelt on one knee, held the sword and looked up to the sky: “Grandmaster, I am Wu Liang, a disciple who is not proficient in Taoism. I am willing to prove the law with my heart and use my life to guide the sword. I respectfully ask the ancestors of all generations to help me to kill the evil spirits.”
Although he had never met Wang Yuji, at this moment, Xiao Dian could clearly feel Wang Yuji’s mood when he swung the last sword before his death. There were also countless ancestors of Baoyang Temple who had slain demons with the three swords and accumulated merits. They seemed to be standing behind him, instructing him to hold this not-so-sharp wooden sword.
With a sword swing, golden light surged, and there was a sharp sword light.
Dozens of evil spirits did not have time to scream, and their bodies touched the golden sword light and disappeared in an instant!
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