Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 211 The Pursuit. (Second Update!)

It is going to rain!

Yuan Zhi's expression changed, and he immediately said to everyone, "It's going to rain soon, we need to find a place to take shelter!"

Upon hearing this, Diao Jingsong frowned immediately. This place was full of bamboo, which was fine for blocking the sun, but it would definitely not be able to block the rain, especially given the current situation, which indicated that a downpour was coming.

Nowadays, the only place to take shelter from the rain on this remote mountain path is the horse-drawn cart carrying taxes!
However, he had already tried in secret, and now the array plate could no longer control the pulling corpse puppets and could not open the carriage.

So Diao Jingsong immediately said, "The only place to shelter from the rain now is under the car."

"But if the rain is too heavy and there is standing water on the ground, we will still get wet."

The fat, dark-skinned monk immediately chimed in, "The last time I experienced this gathering, there was a temple ahead just before the rain started to fall."

"You can take shelter from the rain in that temple."

"But that temple is not safe either!"

"Furthermore, I'm not sure if that temple will reappear this time?"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Zhi immediately looked at him and asked, "Have you also experienced literary gatherings?"

The chubby, dark-skinned cultivator nodded slightly and said, "Yes."

"I experienced this three years ago when I was doing a mission with Senior Meng Xianchun."

"Of the cultivators who traveled with me that time, most of them died. I was just lucky to escape and survive."

three years ago?
Yuan Zhi nodded slightly; it wasn't the same time as him...

In a flash, he didn't have time to ask any more questions and immediately said, "On my occasion, there were also temples ahead."

"This time will probably be the same!"

“Normally, we arrive at the temple entrance just as it starts to rain.”

"So, there's no need for us to rush now; we can just continue on our way as usual."

Upon hearing this, Diao Jingsong immediately looked at the chubby, dark-skinned cultivator. Seeing the cultivator nod slightly in agreement with Yuan Zhi's statement, he felt relieved and immediately said, "Alright! Then I'll listen to Fellow Daoist Yuan."

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At the same time, beside the "Geng" shaped carriage, looking at the suddenly darkening sky and the purple and blue lightning bolts darting among the clouds, Zheng Que frowned. It was going to rain!
At this moment, Linghu Yuniang ran over from behind the carriage again, her expression grave, and said, "Fellow Daoist Zheng, many ghosts are chasing after us!"

"The taxes can't be saved!"

"We have to get ahead immediately!"

Upon hearing this, Zheng Que narrowed his eyes slightly. Yuan Zhi had said before that during the gathering, if it rained, one must immediately take shelter from the rain!

But now, they are being chased by ghosts, and they have to take shelter from the rain while dealing with the ghosts.
More importantly, there's nowhere to take shelter from the rain here!
In the blink of an eye, just as he was about to speak, the next moment...

boom! !

A huge black shadow fell from the sky and crashed heavily onto the roof of the car with the character "庚" on it!

This ghostly creature was entirely crimson, without skin, directly exposing its blood-soaked muscles and bones. It resembled an ape, but its head was like that of a tiger or leopard. A long tail covered in barbs dragged behind it, and its vertical pupils flashed like lightning as it looked around. Its entire body exuded the aura of the ninth level of the [Tongue-Pulling Hell]! The ghostly creature slowly turned its head and looked at Zheng Que and Linghu Yuniang.

Without hesitation, Zheng Que pulled out the soul-summoning banner stuck in the ground and calmly said, "Slay the ghosts first."

"Note that you should avoid close combat and use long-range attacks."

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately waved the soul-summoning banner. As the black banner fluttered, gusts of soul wind howled out, rushing towards the crimson ghost on the roof of the carriage.

The crimson ghost was extremely perceptive and seemed to sense the power of the soul wind. It suddenly moved, transforming into a crimson afterimage, nimbly bypassing the oncoming soul wind and rushing directly towards Zheng Que.

However, just as it swept across several feet and was about to approach Zheng Que, Ku Lan, who was standing not far from Zheng Que, suddenly twisted her neck backward.

click!
The next moment, the crimson ghost's head turned backward uncontrollably, its forward momentum abruptly halted, as if it had been frozen in place by something.

Just as Zheng Que was about to finish off the crimson ghost, a chorus of ghostly howls rose and fell around them.

Whoosh...

A large number of bizarre ghosts swarmed in like a tide. The three fastest ones shot out from the bamboo forest on the side of the carriage, while the seven or eight that lagged slightly behind floated above the bamboo forest, skimming the surface like dragonflies. A ghost with wings on its back suddenly fell from the sky and crashed heavily onto the roof of the carriage where the crimson ghost had just been.

In the blink of an eye, numerous ghosts had surrounded the entire carriage, along with Zheng Que and Linghu Yuniang, who were both alive. The intense yin energy was almost solidified, and the temperature on the mountain path plummeted.

Each of these ghostly creatures possessed an aura that reached the ninth level of the [Tongue-Pulling Hell]!
Without the slightest hesitation, after lingering for only a moment by the "Geng" character carriage, all the ghosts ferociously pounced on Zheng Que and Linghu Yuniang.

Zheng Que's expression remained unchanged. He shook the soul-summoning banner vigorously, and soon a beautiful head emerged from the black banner. There were purplish marks on her neck, and it was Qing Li!

As soon as Qing Li appeared, all the ghosts that rushed up were instantly hoisted into the air by thick hemp ropes.

Qing Li's current cultivation level is still at the eighth level of the [Tongue-Pulling Hell], but none of these ghosts at the ninth level of the [Tongue-Pulling Hell] can withstand her methods.

Immediately afterwards, Qingli opened her mouth and exhaled a breath of yin energy, which transformed into a mighty soul wind, carrying a chilling aura, and swept towards the numerous ghosts.

This is a ritual to summon the spirit!
All the ghosts were suspended in mid-air, unable to dodge. The moment they were hit by the soul wind, their bodies were violently engulfed in yin energy, as if they would be sucked into the banner at any moment.

However, at that moment, these restrained ghosts suddenly exploded one by one, turning into large clumps of ink, like fireworks painting the sky.

Whoosh...

Immediately afterwards, the ink broke free from the hemp rope and fell downwards. Midway down, it transformed once again into ghosts of the ninth level of the [Tongue-Pulling Hell]!

The newly freed ghosts roared and howled, continuing their charge towards Zheng Que.

Rumble!
At the same moment, thunder roared across the sky, and as purple lightning flashed, it revealed a hideous monster with a blue face and fangs.

This hideous, humanoid monster had a head like a fleshy tumor, five eyes and eight ears, no nose, a vertical mouth like a slit, and a long, bright red tongue that could extend and retract like a snake.

It's the same ghost from the other painting!
It didn't seem like much in the painting alone, but now, looking at it, its size is unusually large, like a small mountain, following behind the "Geng" shaped carriage.

The hideous ghost looked down at the path, then suddenly stretched out a huge ghostly hand and grabbed at Zheng Que's position.

As soon as the ghostly hand opened, the light in the entire "Geng" shaped carriage, along with the surrounding area, quickly dimmed, directly obscuring the sky.

Upon seeing the hideous monster, Zheng Que's expression changed drastically.

It's called "Scissors Prison"!
(End of this chapter)