Chapter 415: Evil Fog Surging

Li Yan and the others knew very well how terrifying the evil spirit was.

This thing is a rare kind of "evil" that is only born under extreme circumstances and is very difficult to deal with.

Outside Guodu Town in Chang'an, this thing was born due to a bloodline curse, turning into a Rakshasa ghost, coming and going without a trace. Those who encountered it never died without a miserable appearance...

On Mount Huashan, the "evil" turned into a Feiyi, not only devouring spiritual wood but also absorbing the energy of the Drought Demon...

Li Yan later specifically inquired about it.

"Evil" has five colors: green, red, yellow, white, and black, corresponding to the five elements.

The one that gave birth to the Feiyi was the "Green Evil," which could destroy spiritual wood. No matter which kind it was, it was extremely difficult to deal with.

Xie Chengzhu's ritual was a form of communication and negotiation.

This kind of magic technique is very common. Often, when facing evil spirits, if you use force, you will either both be injured or it will cause danger to the host.

Persuading them to leave through negotiation is often the best choice.

But evil spirits are not in this category at all.

This is the fierce evil of heaven and earth, and it takes lives as soon as it strikes!

"Stop quickly!"

Li Yan didn't say a word and rushed forward to stop them.

It's a pity that Xie Chengzhu's ritual was closer to primitive witchcraft. At this moment, both he and his disciples had already fallen into a state of confusion.

Dang lang lang!

Seeing Li Yan rushing to collide with the magic altar, the old man even rolled his eyes, picked up the steel fork on the altar, and shook the bell to make a threat.

And just at this moment, the thick fog also roared over.

Instantly, a wild wind blew all around.

"Get out!"

Li Yan's eyes revealed killing intent, and he raised his hand to use the soul-hooking rope.

He could smell that cold and disgusting smell everywhere, gathering and dispersing, constantly appearing in all directions.

To deal with this kind of invisible evil spirit, the best thing is naturally the soul-hooking rope.

The sound of the chain rang out, and the soul-hooking rope danced up and down.

The soul-hooking rope was invisible, but wherever it passed, the fog seemed to be stirred by a transparent giant hand, either dissipating or rolling back.

However, the thick fog was too large, almost covering the sky and the earth, and soon covered the surrounding area.

Whoosh~

The white fog roared, as if it were a living thing, surging and galloping, directly drilling into the mouths of Xie Chengzhu and his disciples.

These people's bodies suddenly twisted strangely, bending their waists and drooping their heads. At a glance, they were possessed by something.

"You all go back first!"

"Daoist, open the formation!"

Li Yan shouted, and Wang Wang Daoxuan and the others immediately retreated to the large courtyard.

Fortunately, these thick fogs were not targeting them, but were attracted by Xie Chengzhu and his disciples, controlling them all.

"Heaven and earth are natural, the filthy energy is scattered, the mystery in the cave..."

"The heavenly gate opens, the earthly gate closes, keeping people, ghosts, and gods. I obey the decree of the True Lord of One Qi!"

Wang Wang Daoxuan had already returned to the altar and quickly pinched the formula to open the altar.

Outside the Zhang family mansion, a wild wind also blew, and the red-roped copper coins that had been arranged in advance immediately clattered.

Not only that, the Five Directions Luo Feng Flags were also opened, and Yin energy rose from the five areas around them.

The Five Directions Luo Feng Flags are altar magic artifacts. Although they station five camps of Yin soldiers and are powerful, they must be opened when used.

In Li Yan's ears, the sound of armor surging and weapons waving rang out. The Yin soldiers moved out, driving away the thick fog around the Zhang family mansion.

However, he had no time to care.

He saw that in the thick fog, Xie Chengzhu and his disciples were all bending their waists and drooping their heads, standing there motionless.

Moreover, their necks were still slowly turning, controlled by some power, about to be broken.

What a fierce guy!

Li Yan didn't hold back anymore. The dark energy under his feet exploded, as if shrinking the ground into an inch, and he instantly arrived beside Xie Chengzhu.

"Roar!"

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes had turned pure white, his face was full of blue veins, and he suddenly grabbed at Li Yan.

However, just as he raised his hand, he suddenly stood still, standing in place, his eyeballs moving down, pupils appearing, and becoming dull.

It was because the soul-hooking rope had already suppressed his soul.

Including the thing inside!

Li Yan could smell a fishy stench on the old man, not the smell of wild beasts, but some kind of mineral, salty and nauseating.

Zizi!

Li Yan pinched the formula, used the Northern Emperor Yin Thunder Palm, electric arcs jumped on his palm, and he slapped his forehead.

The Northern Emperor Yin Thunder Palm is specifically for restraining souls.

Whoosh~

Seemingly unable to bear the power of the Yin thunder, Xie Chengzhu suddenly opened his mouth, spat out a mouthful of fishy brine, and then fell to the ground with a thud.

Li Yan grabbed his collar, exerted force with his arm, and threw him into the Zhang family mansion.

Then, he did the same and saved another person.

The white fog surged around, seemingly wanting to possess him, but the soul-hooking rope danced up and down, scattering all the white fog.

Swish!

The remaining disciples of Xie Chengzhu seemed to know that they couldn't do anything to Li Yan, so they turned around and rushed into the thick fog and disappeared.

Li Yan's eyes narrowed, and he didn't pursue.

The strangeness of this "Guest in the Fog" was a bit beyond his expectations, and the real culprit hadn't appeared yet, so he shouldn't be lured away from his base.

Whoosh!

The sound of the wind around him grew louder, and the fog became thicker, almost unable to see his fingers, and even the sensing ability of his divine powers was suppressed.

What a strange thing!

Li Yan became more cautious.

This situation only happens in those Mystic Sects that have worshipped vulgar gods for hundreds of years and have strong strength.

Other evil spirits, including flood dragons, didn't have this ability.

But the other party couldn't do anything to his soul-hooking rope.

It was really strange...

Li Yan was suspicious in his heart, but his footsteps didn't stop. While using the soul-hooking rope to drive away the thick fog, he retreated.

This thick fog seemed to be angered and didn't want him to leave.

Strange monster sounds appeared in his ears, and there were chaotic light and shadows in front of him. It seemed that bamboo forests and mountain paths appeared in the fog.

Even the shadow of the Zhang family mansion appeared on the other side.

It was like a ghost wall, but it also used the thick fog to cast illusions.

Li Yan realized that the common people who were lost in the thick fog were probably deceived by this method.

However, this method was useless against him.

The soul-hooking rope rolled, forcing the surrounding thick fog back, unable to further interfere with his various senses.

Most importantly, after the thick fog was scattered, the traces on the ground around wouldn't lie, and it was only a dozen meters away from the Zhang family mansion.

Li Yan easily retreated into the mansion.

The Zhang family mansion had already been set up with a formation by Wang Wang Daoxuan, and there were five camps of Yin soldiers guarded by the Five Directions Luo Feng Flags. The thick fog around couldn't invade, so the line of sight was not obstructed.

However, the white fog outside was thick, unable to see his fingers, while the Zhang family mansion was brightly lit with lanterns, immediately reflecting a strange atmosphere.

Like falling into a dream, and like the Netherworld.

"Little Brother Yan!"

Sha Sha Li Fei hurriedly walked up, his face full of lingering fear, "Just a moment ago, you disappeared, and I couldn't see anything in the fog. You scared me to death."

"It's fine, don't go out."

Li Yan took a deep look at the thick fog outside.

He could vaguely hear the sound of armor surging and weapons waving. White frost spread, blocking the white fog outside, but it could only do so much. The strength of the soldiers depends on two conditions.

One is the background of the Yin soldiers themselves. The social order soldiers formed by gathering lonely ghosts and wild spirits are far inferior to those fierce soldiers.

Among the fierce soldiers, there are also high and low.

The top-level ones were left over from ancient wars. For example, the fierce soldiers formed by the soldiers who died on both sides during the great war between the Yellow Emperor and Chiyou once defeated the heavenly soldiers, but they have long since dissipated in the dust of history.

The second is the gang evil energy used when driving the soldiers.

A single soldier is useless, but once gathered into a group, they can set off gang evil energy, like a rolling torrent.

Therefore, the Mystic Sect usually raises soldiers in City God temples or in famous mountains and rivers, blessed lands.

Simply put, it is the high or low energy field.

Li Yan and the others were prepared temporarily, and this Zhang family mansion was not a good place, so it was already good to be able to protect everyone.

!.

If they could borrow the power of the Yin Division, Jinyangping and its surroundings would be completely swallowed by darkness, and no demons or ghosts would be able to escape.

This is the difference between using a gang decree and raising soldiers yourself.

After explaining, Li Yan hurried into the main hall.

Along the way, the remaining servants of the Zhang family were all trembling, kneeling on the ground and praying to heaven, and Zhang Zhang Sibei was no exception.

This kind of terrifying scene had long exceeded their understanding.

Li Yan couldn't care about them, but checked the two people he had saved.

Xie Chengzhu's disciple had woken up, his face pale, his eyes lost, clearly not having recovered yet.

And the "Earth Teacher" Xie Chengzhu had his teeth clenched, his face red and hot, trembling all over, clenching his fists, muttering something in his mouth, constantly repeating a few sentences.

It's a pity that Li Yan and the others couldn't understand at all.

Wang Wang Daoxuan shook his head slightly, "He's been cursed, having delirium, like a stroke, not something that can be saved by magic techniques."

This is the danger of the sorcerer profession.

Xie Chengzhu was already old. Ordinary rituals were fine, but being hit by the evil spirit caused his body to be unable to bear it, and he had a stroke.

Even if he wakes up, he will mostly have a crooked mouth and eyes, and be paralyzed on one side.

Listening to the words he kept repeating, Li Yan frowned, grabbed the disciple, and said coldly, "Wake up, listen to what your master said!"

The disciple came to his senses. Seeing his master in such a state, he endured his grief, put his ear close, and listened carefully.

Soon, his face turned pale, and he turned around, "Master used his hometown dialect. He is saying, ask the Salt Water Goddess for forgiveness..."

"Salt Water Goddess?"

Li Yan frowned, "Which god is this?"

The disciple was clearly also terrified, trembling, "The Salt Water Goddess is one of the goddesses worshipped by our Tujia people."

"Our ancestors were the White Tiger Linjun, whose name was Bawuxiang. After unifying the five tribes, for the sake of survival, he led the tribe to migrate."

"On the way to Yanyang, they met the Salt Water Goddess. The Salt Water Goddess fell in love with Linjun and hoped he would stay. But Linjun thought Yanyang was not suitable for the survival of the entire tribe and wanted to continue forward..."

"To keep Linjun, the Salt Water Goddess met him privately every night, and turned into flying insects and thick fog during the day, obstructing the journey..."

"To leave, Linjun tied green hair on the goddess at night, and shot the Salt Water Goddess the next day, making the thick fog disperse, and the tribe was able to continue forward."

As he spoke, his eyes were full of fear, and he was already talking nonsense.

"What kind of thing is this."

Sha Sha Li Fei said speechlessly, "The goddess favored him, but he turned around and killed her. No wonder she wants revenge."

"This matter is not that simple."

Wang Wang Daoxuan was thoughtful, "I have vaguely heard of this legend. Yanyang is over in southern Hubei, which is also a Tusi city, and was originally the territory of a tribe called Salt Water, and it was also related to the Wuxian State."

"After the Ba State rose, it became rich by borrowing the salt-boiling technique of the Wuxian State, and the Wuxian State gradually declined and disappeared. No one knows the ancient affairs clearly, but there must have been many struggles..."

"These will be mentioned later."

Li Yan waved his hand and said in a low voice, "Daoist, help me open the altar, use the Northern Emperor Evil-Removing Technique to disperse the thick fog."

"Good!"

Everyone didn't hesitate and immediately came to the magic altar.

Wang Wang Daoxuan assisted from the side, removed the statue, re-purified the altar, and Li Yan offered the "Fengdou Order" tablet.

He stepped on the Big Dipper, held the hook order, pinched the formula, and recited: "Qingjia! Heaven saves people, strictly captures the Northern Feng. The God Duke receives the order, sweeping away all inauspiciousness. Eight powers spit poison, fierce horses spread in four directions. Heavenly soldiers lead the way, the commander holds the banner..."

The "Northern Emperor Evil-Removing Technique" can solve possession and drive away evil energy. With the help of the magic altar and the Five Directions Luo Feng Flags, the power is even greater.

But to drive away this level of evil energy, it is clearly not easy.

Li Yan constantly pinched the formula and recited spells. The Yin soldiers outside the Zhang family mansion moved out, constantly colliding with the thick fog, and there was also Yin energy from the ground rising to support them.

For a time, wild winds roared around, and the fog surged.

This momentum made "Fast Boat Zhang" dumbfounded.

He knew Li Yan was powerful, and in a short time, he had become famous in both the martial world and the Mystic Sect.

But he didn't expect that he could have such great divine powers.

What he didn't know was that Li Yan could do these things all because of the magic treasure Five Directions Luo Feng Flags. If someone else came, at least a dozen people would have to cooperate.

Li Yan was reciting spells while his ears twitched, and he couldn't help but frown, a bit strange.

He could hear the resentful roars of many people in the thick fog.

It wasn't said to be the Salt Water Goddess, why did it sound like others.

Although he was suspicious in his heart, his hand movements didn't stop.

After three sticks of incense, the thick fog finally dispersed.

The night sky cleared, and the bright moon shone high.

"Little Hero Li's Daoist magic is powerful!"

"Fast Boat Zhang" breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly flattered him. Zhang Zhang Sibei sat on the ground, his face full of survival after a disaster.

However, Li Yan and Lu San had solemn expressions.

They pushed open the courtyard door and hurried outside.

Only to see that in the entire village, there was no sound of birds or insects, nor the sound of dogs barking. The surrounding houses were plunged into darkness, a dead silence.

Li Yan's face was gloomy, and he quickly came to the nearby commoner's house.

Only to see the courtyard door wide open, the room in a mess, and there were four footprints, three large and one small, on the ground, all walking on tiptoe, directly out of the door, heading toward the deep mountains.

The entire village was empty.

"Hee hee hee..."

Suddenly, Li Yan moved his ears.

He heard strange laughter of children coming from the darkness.

"Not good!"

Li Yan turned around immediately, dark energy exploded, and with two steps, like shrinking the ground into an inch, he arrived directly outside the Zhang family mansion.

After continuous fighting, the Yin soldiers were exhausted and had returned to the Five Directions Luo Feng Flags, so there was no protection.

And outside the main gate, a figure was drooping its head, its steps stiff, walking out quickly. It was Zhang Zhang Sibei.

His eyes were lost, his left hand was suspended in the air, seemingly being dragged forward by something...

Second update in the afternoon

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His eyes were vacant, his left hand was raised in the air, as if he were being dragged forward by something...

Second update in the afternoon

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