The night of the full moon is the most cloudy day in a month, and all folk ceremonies to worship ghosts and immortals will be held on this day.
Since the Hungry Ghost Festival, the evil spirits released by Jiang Qulian have frequently harassed the living, and the world of cultivating immortals has been in turmoil. People have nowhere to ask for help, so the incense in Town God's Temples in various places suddenly flourished. On the day when the moon is full, many people will go to worship the city god after the sun goes down.
To be on the safe side, disciples of the Wuliang Sect of the Song Chungui Sect surrounded the Town God's Temple, and no one was allowed to enter. The common people didn't know why, and thought that the Wuliang Sect was going to do a great ritual to deal with the increasing number of evil spirits. On the contrary, more and more people came to watch There are many, and you can't drive them away at all.
Song Chungui was worried and came to guard it himself.
Opening the gate of ghosts is a big event. Even if Sun Xia is really a small town god, far from the skill of the red ghost king, tearing a gap may still have a huge impact on the human world. It is also because Sun Xia is really not the king of ghosts, and his control over the gates of ghosts is not even her own. I am quite sure that opening it does not seem to be a difficult task, the difficulty lies in how big it is, where it is opened, and whether it can be closed after people are sent in.
Sun Xia had honestly told Xie Bian about these risks one by one. If it wasn't for an extraordinary time and an extraordinary law, he would definitely not have done such a clearly prohibited thing.
"Elder Sun, I understand what you said. We will use soul weapons to assist you and try our best to control this ghost gate. The most important thing is to ensure the safety of the local people. As for where we will appear in Jiuyou, after that You don't have to worry about how to get back to the world."
"Master Xiaobai, I've never done this before. I'll do my best."
"Thank you."
After the sun went down, Sun Xiazhen drew a talisman array in the courtyard, with ghost banners inserted in the eyes of the array, and a puddle of cow blood was spilled on the ground. Everything was ready, he counted with his fingers, and frowned again.
"Elder Sun, what's wrong?"
"It's already this time, why is the yang energy still so heavy?"
Fan Wuxi said: "There are many people around the City God Temple."
Sun Xia was really surprised and said, "How could this be?"
At this time, Song Chungui just opened the courtyard door and walked in: "It's already dark, how are you getting ready?" He couldn't see Sun Xiazhen, but seeing everything arranged in the courtyard, he looked worried.
"It's ready, but the city god said that the surrounding sun is too strong." Xie Bian said, "Can you disperse the people?"
"Okay, but it will take some time." Song Chungui called his disciples and gave them instructions.
Soon, they heard some noises from outside the Town God's Temple. The disciples of the Wuliang Sect were urging the people to go home, and the crowd gradually dispersed.
Sun Xia really said: "It's almost done, Young Master Bai, please invite him out."
Xie Bian glanced at Song Chungui, and Song Chungui immediately understood: "Bai Xianjun, you entered the Netherworld here? Are you still coming back from here?"
"Shouldn't be coming back from here. After going to Jiuyou, everything should be adaptable, and there is no need to guard the Temple of the City God." Xie Bian said, "Thank you, Master Song."
"Okay, I hope Bai Xianjun takes care."
Xie Bian said solemnly: "My real man, if I can come back alive, I hope to see that you have settled the 'internal affairs' and went to do more important things. Because no matter whether we can succeed or not, the world will go through a long war , The Immortal Alliance must be re-established, and it depends on you."
Song Chungui paused, and seemed to have made up his mind at this moment: "Definitely."
Song Chungui backed out and gently closed the courtyard door.
Sun Xiazhen began to chant the mantra, and at the same time released Yin Qi to attach to the ghost banners. The ghost banners stood up one after another as if blown by a strong wind, but there was no sound or wind in the courtyard.
In fact, any ghost has the possibility to open the barrier between humans and ghosts, as long as the cultivation base is deep enough. It takes a lot of skill to tear even a small gap in the enchantment, and once it is discovered by the evil, it will be punished. Even Jiang Qulian, after forcibly opening the ghost gate, also because of too much consumption. Big and must flee.
Therefore, for Sun Xiazhen, this matter was almost harmless, but he still did it without hesitation.
Sun Xiazhen was muttering words, and the ghost streamers started to move without wind, hunting and flying, and the black-red soil that had been splashed with cow blood suddenly began to churn, as if something was about to break through the ground, but what came out was definitely not seeds and branches, but blood. As if a hole had been dug into a blood hole, it spewed out one after another, as if it had been boiled, accompanied by rising heat and bubbles, murmured, and at the same time gave off a strong stench, which made people sick to the stomach.
The land seemed to be rotting away before their eyes. The bewitching red glow on the curse array flickered, and the bloody land sunken inward little by little.
The gate of hell is about to open!
The soul weapons in Xie Bian's and Fan Wu's hands' hands were ready to prevent the worst from happening, for example, releasing a ghost.
At this moment, there was a commotion outside the door, some people were arguing in a low voice, they couldn't hear clearly, but the meaning of the conflict was obvious, and the yang energy that had faded away gathered again.
Sun Xia was really scared into a cold sweat: "Hurry up and drive away those people outside, the gate of hell has been opened, and the yang energy will attract the ghosts."
Fan Wuzhen was about to deal with it, but was stopped by Xie Bian: "I'll go, you are here to guard the gate of hell." He was afraid that Fan Wuzhen would not know the severity and hurt someone.
Walking out of the Town God's Temple, Xie Bian met an unexpected person—Li Zhiqing.
He thought that Li Zhiqing didn't dare to see them at all, for fear that he would be "repayed by his father and son", but seeing that Li Zhiqing brought so many people here to confront Song Chungui, could it be that he didn't know they were here
"What's going on?" Xie Bian looked at Li Zhiqing coldly.
Seeing Xie Bian, Li Zhiqing visibly flinched: "Bai, Immortal Bai, I should call you Dijun..."
"Stop talking nonsense." Xie Bian interrupted him politely, and said to Song Chungui, "You should go home and close the door to solve the matter of your Wuliang faction. The gate of hell is opening, so there can't be so much yang energy gathered here."
Song Chungui's face was livid, and he said with restrained anger, "Senior brother, you heard it too, it's not that I want to do it in the Town God's Temple. Let's not delay Bai Xianjun's important matter, let's go back to Yunxi first."
"It turns out that Bai Xianjun is doing it." Li Zhiqing rolled his eyes, "Bai Xianjun, don't blame it, it is true that during this period of time, several senior brothers I sent had accidents due to evil spirits, and Junior Brother Song kept sending people out. " He looked at Song Chungui coldly, "You dispatched so many disciples all at once, I naturally thought I had encountered something powerful."
"It is the duty of a cultivator to eliminate evil spirits for the people. The Red Ghost King releases so many vicious ghosts and evil spirits. My Wuliang sect is the largest sect in the world. How can I turn a blind eye to it?"
Li Zhiqing said angrily: "Naturally, we can't ignore the common people. In the face of evil spirits and evil spirits, occasional sacrifices are painful but helpless. But I just want to ask Junior Brother Song, why have accidents happened one after another in the past few days?" All of them are nephews of my Li family? How could it happen that the places they were sent to always encountered powerful evil spirits?"
Song Chungui said with a stern face: "Brother, what you said seems to mean something, so it's better to be more straightforward."
"To put it bluntly, it is..."
"Enough!" Jie Bian shouted in a low voice, "Don't make me repeat what I just said."
Li Zhiqing cupped his hands in embarrassment: "Don't blame Bai Xianjun." He shot Song Chungui a glance, and led the person away.
Song Chungui sighed, and said in a low voice: "Bai Xianjun, in the Wuliang sect, the relatives of the Li family account for half of the country, so... I have difficulties."
"No one can help you now." Xie Bian said in a deep voice, "How are the father and son of the Li family? I believe you have a mirror in your heart. I only advise you to let go of your stupid loyalty and filial piety and focus on the overall situation." After finishing, he turned and went back to Chenghuang Temple without waiting for Song Chungui to respond.
The gate of hell has been completely opened, and there is a rough, red-glowing seam on the ground, surrounded by black blood gushing out, like an angry animal mouth, waiting for the prey to throw itself into the net.
Fan Wuxi took a look at Bian for understanding. Although he didn't say anything, his eyes were calm and determined, without any hesitation.
Xie Bi'an's heart tightened, and the pain and numbness hit him. He remembered the years when he and Fan Wuzhen were brothers, whenever they encountered danger, Fan Wuzhen always looked at him with such eyes and told him "don't be afraid, I'm here", and he did what he said, once Take him out of danger for the first time. So that young boy who was still childish at that time became his reassurance, as if no matter what disaster he encountered, as long as the two of them joined hands, they would definitely be able to break through.
Xie Bian looked away, he took a deep breath, and walked to the gate of hell, Fan Wuxi walked up to him, and once grasped his hand, he was not allowed to let go with such strength.
Sun Xia really said: "Master Xiaobai, you have to take care."
"Thank you, Elder Sun, after we go down, let's close the ghost gate as soon as possible."
"do not worry."
Xie Bian took a step, then stopped: "Elder Sun, if I can't come back, I hope you can help Song Chungui, he may be the only one who can support the world of cultivating immortals."
Sun Xia really sighed, "Yes."
The two of them jumped into the crack of the ground without hesitation, and fell from the world into the endless darkness and bloody nether world.