So not long after he returned to Lanruo Temple, he came down the mountain again, found the carriage, and stayed outside the inn. After dark, he saw the middle-aged man living in the inn and left the inn with strange magical powers. He followed him all the way out of the city and heard the conversation between them.

It didn't matter when he heard this. He vaguely felt that the Lotus Mountain was being looked for during the conversation between this man and a ghost. Baishi Temple was probably Lanruo Temple on Jinding Mountain. This is an amazing thing.

He did not rush to take action, but waited for the middle-aged man to leave. He followed the ghost all the way, but did not rush to show up. He knew that there were no one around and then took action after knowing that there was no one around and caught him off guard.

This sneak attack, Wusheng took the lead without coming up because he wanted to catch the living. That's right, he caught the ghost alive.

This is the first attempt,

After a move of Buddhist mantra and adding Buddhist palms, the ghost was fooled, and it was already injured.

Immediately afterwards, Wusheng's Buddha's palm fixed the ghost, and a Buddha's finger hit it. In an instant, its body was broken into a big hole, making a harsh wailing sound. Although Wusheng was already very careful and had some magic power, it was Buddhism after all, and the harm to these ghosts was terrible.

Hundreds of black aura suddenly flew out of the ghost, transforming into skulls. He wanted to fly towards Wusheng, but he was fixed there by his Buddha palm, which was extremely difficult to fly.

Demon subduing,

Wusheng fixed the ghost with his left hand, and another Buddha palm move in his right hand, which dispersed all the skulls emitted by the ghost. Then he took out an iron chain and threw it at the ghost with his hand. There was a faint Buddha light shining on it.

This was what Monk Kongxu had picked out from that corner before he went down the mountain, saying that it was used to tie dogs in the temple before.

At that time, he was still worried about how to capture ghosts alive, but he didn't expect that Monk Kongxu had thought of a solution so quickly.

Wusheng knew at a glance that his master was talking nonsense again. The iron chain was made of blue gold, and there were Buddhist scriptures and mantras on it. This was at least a magic weapon. How could it be used to tie dogs? What kind of dog can use such advanced chains, watchdogs in hell, or gods?

It was just that time was relatively urgent, and Wusheng did not continue to mess with his master. Although the iron chain was obviously broken, it was enough to tie the ghost.

The iron chain made of lapis is not an ordinary thing. Wusheng can feel the faint power of Buddhism coming from it as soon as he holds it in his hand. When his magic power is poured into it, the iron chain will immediately generate a sense, as if it is coming alive.

As soon as it approached the ghost, it was like a dragon, hovering and entangling towards the ghost. Seeing that the ghost was not good, it struggled to run away. However, Wusheng's Buddha's palm firmly fixed it there. As soon as the iron chain approached the ghost, it turned red like a soldering iron, locking the ghost one by one, one by one, and circles tightly.

The ghost's figure was constantly tumbling and changing, but he could not break free from the chain no matter what.

The iron chain was firmly stuck to its body, and Wusheng was still pouring Buddhism into the iron chain, and the iron chain was constantly locking.

Wusheng painted a talisman in the air, using fingers as the pen and Dharma as the ink. The Buddha's light flowed like a dragon flying and phoenix dancing, and there was a magic mantra in front of him.

Buddhist mantra - Locking Demons.

The magic spells flew out and fell on the ghost that was still struggling, just like a red-hot iron landing on a person, leaving behind a series of ruthlessness.

The ghosts kept wailing, their bodies were shrinking, and the chains were tighter and tighter. In the end, there was no movement.

Wusheng grabbed the iron chain and took out a robe from Ruyi bag. It was actually a broken monk's robe, but it was covered with Buddhist mantras. He then covered the monk's robe on the ghost, and then held the chain in one hand and pulled it away.

He did not go to Lanruo Temple, for fear of something unexpected, but went to a dense forest west of Jinhua City, which was nearly a hundred miles away from Lanruo Temple.

Gugu, Gugu, what birds are chirping in the middle of the night?

Wusheng came to the forest in one step. In the dark night, a figure stood in the jungle, like an old monk entering into meditation.

"Master."

This man was the monk Kongxu who had been waiting here for a long time. However, after Wusheng went up the mountain today, he talked about the matter at the foot of the mountain to monk Kongxu. After thinking for a while, the monk Kongxu came up with some countermeasures, including the lapis lazuli chain that could tie ghosts. He must have thought about it a long time ago.

The master and disciple made an appointment with this place, but Wusheng didn't expect that his master had been waiting here for a long time.

"How about it?"

"Catch it!" Wusheng lifted the robe, revealing the locked ghost inside.

At this time, the ghost had condensed its true body, in the shape of a strange man, wearing a long robe, dragging it to the ground, with a tall hat and a skull on its head.

"Not bad, not bad!" Monk Kongxu circled around the ghost twice.

"How to ask?"

"Let's wake it up first."

"How to wake up?" Wusheng was stunned.

"Look at you." Monk Kongxu turned his head and looked at Wusheng.

"Me?" Wusheng was stunned.

"If you want me to save him, I have a way to help me wake him up, it's really a bit difficult." Wusheng said.

"If you really can't do it, just recite the scriptures."

"What sutra?" Wusheng is really incomprehensible about the wonderful effects that the Buddhist scriptures he has mastered under the blessing of Buddhism. He really doesn't dare to recite some scriptures, for fear of attracting ghost messengers from the underworld. Who can guarantee that there will be no accomplices of these ghost messengers from the underworld?

The "Sutra of Ksitigarbha Sutra" does not work, nor does the "Mantra of Rebirth" do. Both scriptures can attract ghost messengers from the underworld.

"Then try any one." Wusheng began to recite the Diamond Sutra.

After reading a few words, the ghost locked in the chain woke up and began to struggle, just like a sleeping person being stabbed with a knife.

Oh, is the effect so obvious?

Cough cough, um. Monk Kongxu coughed a few times and turned his neck slightly.

Seeing this, Wusheng decisively flashed aside to see how his master fooled the ghost.

"Bold, I am the ghost in the underworld. You can let me go quickly!" the ghost said sternly.

"White Guru, who is from the palace, take out the token and take a look."

A moment later, a small token appeared on the ghost.

"Oh, it's true." Kongxu turned his head and looked at Wusheng.

This ghost also escaped from the underworld. It was one of the seventy-three black coffins. How long has three appeared near Lanruo Temple? Someone in the underworld was trying to attack Lanruo Temple!

"We are also the underworld envoys of the underworld."

"You are talking nonsense!" said the ghost.

"Don't believe it?"

As soon as the monk Kongxu signaled, Wusheng then took out the token without a token and took out the magic bell of the Netherworld envoy.

"Impossible!" The ghost was stunned when he saw this.

"How is it impossible? Look, we are actually in the same group." Monk Kongxu said with a smile.

"No, you're fake!" the ghost said sternly.

“Where is the fake?”

“Fake is fake.”

It seems not possible, Wusheng said secretly.

"You escaped from the underworld by placing a black coffin?"

The evil ghost stopped talking after hearing this.

"There are seventy-three in total, are I right?" The Kongxu monk's family continued.

"You are also preparing to reopen the seals of the Yin and Yang realms, so that the evil ghosts in the Yin and the Rakshasa will return to the human world." Kongxu looked at the silent evil ghost and continued to say.

"After such a big plan, you don't know what one or two ghost generals can do, but you are just a pawn who comes to explore the way."

"No life."

"Master."

“Bak him.”

"Ah, how do you take the exam? That's the matter?" Wusheng was stunned when he heard this.

"Buddhism turns into fire."

"I understand!" Wusheng realized in a flash that his master was preparing to torture him for confession.

It's really soft, it's still hard.

Wusheng activated the Dharma, turned into flames, slowly approaching the ghost. The flames burned on him, just like the fire burned on a human body. It was a painful torture for the ghost, but the ghost was tolerated far more than they imagined. Although it made a harsh and strange cry, it didn't say any news.

"Well, I see that I have suffered a lot in the Yin Si like this!" said Monk Kongxu.

"Stop feeling, think of a solution."

"Recite the scriptures and slap the eagle."

After listening to it, Wusheng began to recite the scriptures. The sound was not loud and the scriptures were very clear. As the chanting of the scriptures, a faint Buddha light emanated from his body, piercing into the ghost's body one by one, as if thousands of swords were piercing the body. The ghost was struggling much more powerful than before.

The sound of chanting the scriptures continued, and the ghost kept wailing.

Before we knew it, the sky gradually became brighter.

When Wusheng recited the scriptures, Monk Kongxu was not idle either.

"I have suffered a lot in the underworld. I finally escaped. I don't want to go in again, right?"

"What do you want to know?" The ghost couldn't stand it in the end. For Wusheng, the Buddhist scripture, was as uncomfortable as it was on the underworld.

"What are you doing here?"

"Look for a thousand-year-old temple."

“What do you want to do with it?”

“Look for a white tower.”

"White Tower, what kind of white tower is it?!"

Wusheng was a little confused after hearing this. After thinking about it carefully, there was no such white pagoda in Lanruo Temple.

"I don't know!"

When he first heard the conversation between them, the first thing he thought of was that the ghost was looking for Lanruo Temple, and it might have been for the Rakshasa King, but what happened to the White Pagoda?

"How many of you guys are here?"

"five."

“How to contact?”

The ghost continued to talk about the way to contact.

"Who is the person who met you today outside Jinhua City?" Wusheng continued to ask.
Chapter completed!