The old man in black robe escaped with the help of black air, leaving behind only the huge bronze coffin in the center of the cave. The soul-calling flag on top of the coffin moved without wind, and Ye Feng could feel the countless ghosts howling miserably in it.
From the ancient books in Jiangnan Temple, Ye Feng learned some information about the soul-calling banner. As long as the soul-locking formation in the soul-calling banner is destroyed, the countless ghosts in it can be released.
This soul-locking formation is similar to the soul-locking formation in the secret formation of Master Tianzhen.
Ye Feng looked at the colorful soul-calling banner with gusts of cold wind and felt a little restrained. It would not be difficult to break the soul-locking formation in it.
However, it is still the first time for the girl to find the boy's soul among the millions of ghosts and send it back into her body.
In order to send a person's soul back to the body, Ye Feng thought of a method from the ancient books of Jiangnan Temple, the Soul Way.
No matter how far apart a person's body and soul are, as long as a soul path can be forged for them, the soul can be sent back to the person's body.
After Ye Feng collected most of the armored rhinoceros beasts, he only left one armored rhinoceros beast outside. Together with Xiaobai, the gold-devouring beast, the Li Yan tiger beast, the silver silk ice silkworm, and the Teng snake, they guarded the soul-summoning flag together to prevent the black-robed old man from returning to destroy it.
He quickly returned to Jiangnan Temple on his flying sword.
A sword light like a meteor cut through the night sky and came to Jiangnan Temple.
Time is running out, the boy's body, without the child's soul, is gradually declining and is at risk of being possessed by the evil spirit.
Ye Feng wanted to go directly into the Buddha Hall. A glittering golden light was floating in the sky above Jiangnan Temple. A golden Buddha was sitting on a lotus platform with a solemn appearance and his fingers seemed to be picking up flowers.
Ye Feng was surprised and said: "There is actually a Buddha Light Array."
When I came here just now, I entered through the main gate and did not notice the Buddha light array above Jiangnan Temple.
Seeing Ye Feng's flying sword approaching, the golden Buddha, who had originally closed his eyes, suddenly opened his pupils, slowly raised his palm, golden light radiated, and a Buddhist handprint came over.
Ye Feng had no intention of fighting with him, so he released his flying sword, which landed on the square in front of the gate of Jiangnan Temple.
The monk guarding the temple gate recognized Ye Feng and said, "Sect Master Ye, you have come back, have you found anything?"
Ye Feng nodded: "Take me to see your host."
"plz follow me."
The monk led Ye Feng to the Buddha Hall. The boy was lying in the middle of the hall. His face was even paler than before, and his breath was even weaker.
Master Yuekong clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, Sect Master Ye is back so soon..."
"Give me a cinnabar pen and take off the child's clothes."
The two monks deftly took off the boy's shirt, revealing his skinny upper body, almost skin and bones. There was a green aura on his skin, which was the evil spirit that had entered his body and was suppressed by the Buddha's light, and then emitted a cold and damp aura on his body surface.
A monk hurried over, holding a brush and a whole jar of fresh cinnabar that was as red as blood.
Ye Feng did not say anything either. He dipped the brush in cinnabar and wrote as smoothly as flowing water and as fast as the wind, drawing talismans all over the boy's face. Every stroke was filled with spiritual power.
Master Yuekong secretly admired what he saw, he had also used this method of drawing talismans, he had drawn Buddhist seals, and he had also seen other Taoist friends draw talismans.
However, no one can compare with the talismans that are completed in one go and contain powerful spiritual power.
Master Yuekong was getting more and more frightened the more he read it, and said nervously, "Amitabha, this soul-summoning talisman is simply perfect. Sect Master Ye is not a wizard, and Sect Master Ye only read the Ghost Record once, yet he was able to draw such a complete soul-summoning talisman. I admire you."
Ye Feng could hear some concerns in Master Yuekong's nervous voice. He smiled faintly, "Master Yuekong, don't worry. The spells in the Ghost Record are too evil. I don't know how to practice them. I only remember this soul-summoning talisman, which I learned to save people. The soul-summoning talisman consists of a mother and a daughter. I drew the mother talisman. I will use the son talisman to draw the child's soul here and build a soul path."
Hearing Ye Feng say that he only learned the Soul Summoning Talisman, Master Yuekong's expression eased a lot, and he smiled awkwardly: "Amitabha, everything in the world depends on fate. Sect Master Ye has a predestined relationship with the Record of the Ghosts. How much he learns depends on the depth of the predestined relationship. However, I think that the Record of the Ghosts is too sinister and conflicts with Sect Master Ye's masculine and upright character. It is useless to learn it. Sect Master Ye learned the Soul Summoning Talisman after reading it once, which shows that he is very smart and worthy of being the Supreme Ancient Martial Arts Master. This child is blessed to have Sect Master Ye's help."
"Thank you for your praise, Master Yuekong. Although I have learned the soul-calling talisman, I still need your help. Wait a moment, when you see the mother talisman I drew emit green light, it means the soul path is established. You must expel the evil spirit in this child's body and give him a clean body. In this way, his soul can return to his body."
Master Yuekong said solemnly, "Master Ye, rest assured. The Buddha is merciful. Although my Buddhist teachings are humble, I have never forgotten the art of exorcising spirits. I will leave this matter to this monk."
"Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Master Yuekong's merits are immeasurable."
"I'm ashamed. This is all thanks to Sect Master Ye. I am just assisting."
In just a few words, Ye Feng had already painted talismans all over the child's body.
He threw away the cinnabar pen in his hand and quickly walked out of Jiangnan Temple. A sword light was like a meteor chasing the moon, wrapping Ye Feng and returning to the Yushui Bridge.
In the cave, the six beasts were looking at the bronze coffin and the soul-calling banner according to Ye Feng's orders.
Seeing Ye Feng coming back, Xiao Bai shook his head and wagged his tail, and called out to Ye Feng twice: "Master, you are finally back. I don't like it here."
The wind was howling in the cave, and the soul-calling banners were sucking in the ghosts between heaven and earth, giving people a very uncomfortable feeling.
Ye Feng took all the ferocious beasts back into the Beast Taming Order and left Xiaobai outside. Ye Feng stood there quietly, like a thousand-year-old pine tree. He entered the soul-summoning banner with his mind, looking for the little boy's soul.
Soon, Ye Feng found the lost soul of the little boy among the hundreds of souls on the soul-calling banner.
There are evil spirits and innocent souls in the soul-summoning flag. They are all sucked into it and cannot leave. Ye Feng does not dare to break the soul-locking formation easily.
Destroying the soul-locking formation is like breaking a big jar; the souls inside will pour out like a flood. As long as the little boy's soul leaves the soul-summoning banner, it will be difficult to transport it through the soul path and send it back to his body.
How can we pick out the little boy's soul from the soul-calling flag without damaging it
Looking at the soul-calling flag that looked like a big tree, Ye Feng's heart moved.
Mu Ling, can you help me connect with the soul-calling banner? I need to pick out a child's soul from it.
Mu Ling quickly responded, "No problem, Master. The spiritual power in your Medicine King Ring has helped me recover from my previous injuries. I am very willing to serve you."
The wood spirit on the Medicine King Ring slowly extended a green beard as thin as a hair.
(End of this chapter)