A biting iceberg was like a sharp sword. The cold wind was howling on the mountain, and even pig iron could be broken.

At this time, a group of women who were stripped of their clothes and white stripes were climbing on the mountain with difficulty.

Through the translucent ice body, you can vaguely see a little warm red light in the mountains.

Either involuntarily or in order to gain a little warmth, these female ghosts crawled up desperately.

But the iceberg is extremely smooth. Most female ghosts fall down halfway through the road for various reasons, and have to repeat themselves.

I was lucky enough to climb to the top of the mountain with my heart, but I found that the firelight came from a huge oil pan placed inside the belly of the mountain.

The flames rolled the oil pan without hurting the iceberg beside it.

Before the female ghost who hoped to become desperate had any reaction, she was inserted by the evil ghost and then pulled into the oil pan, and the sound of the thorns came out...

"I'm going to get on this iceberg..."

"Hey... Master Dao, I am pure yang and have no leakage, and my heart is strong."

Looking at the ghost and god in front of him whose body was twisted by some mirror image, only vague figures could be seen, Zhang Baoren sneered.

This existence, who didn't know what existence it was, snorted coldly, "The punishment here is nothing else, it is only for what you think in your heart.

As long as you still have lust in your heart, evil thoughts... will never stop. The deeper the evil thoughts, the more you empathize with them.

Those who commit adultery with others have to put in the oil pan after they get on the iceberg, and they will freeze to death. They can't stand the coldness and then put it in the hot oil pan..."

"Zhang Baoren" instantly cursed in anger, "I know you, my uncle..."

…

In the outside world, the changes in Zhang Baoren's body seemed to be an overture.

After he was fixed on the spot and could not move, the next moment, the many impermanents who came to support him also froze one after another like him.

Whether you are fighting fiercely with ghost monsters or finding some free time to restore breathing, whether it is powerful or not…

After seeing a dazzling mirror light that only you can see, my mind fell into the abyss and hell.

Thirty stages of impermanence, twenty-four changes in the past, almost completely destroyed...

In the originally fierce battlefield, as these impermanents who slaughtered ghosts suddenly stopped, the situation also deflected.

The excited and crazy ghosts were slightly stunned, and then rushed towards the impermanent body, whose face was twisted and painful because of the huge torture of the mind.

Although the spiritual light on his body blocked the direct damage of the ghosts, he would lose it after a long period of time. He had no reaction and the number of ghosts was too large.

The inspiration quickly became thinner and shaky…

However, these changes fell into the eyes of the remaining Wuchang and Taoist priests who were lucky enough to have not suffered disaster, but they broke through some kind of confusion like thunder.

It seemed as if I had remembered something bad, everyone's faces changed and became increasingly ugly in an instant.

Fang Zhenren, who was standing at the corner of the wall of A and B, had a gloomy square face and snorted coldly.

Then the small bell in his hand that had destroyed countless ghosts suddenly flew up and grew bigger.

It turned into a big bell that was more than one person tall, with a mysterious body hanging in the air.

I don’t know what kind of material it is made of. It looks like it is empty and solid. At first glance, I feel a little empty and look at it carefully and feels extremely heavy.

There are runes engraved on his body that represent a certain fundamental truth, and he feels drowsy when he looks at it.

This ancient bell adds a special charm, as if it can swallow people's hearts...

"clang…"

A bell rang directly into the heart, without any sense in reality, but in the heart, it sounded like thunder.

There was a silence between heaven and earth.

Those ghost monsters that rush to the lost mind and bite crazy...

Those Taoist soldiers who desperately blocked because of the deflection of the situation...

Those surviving Wuchang and Taoist priests who fought to the point of madness...

Everything seemed to be solidified by a tree, as if it was in amber motionless.

The fierce and anxious battlefield instantly fell into silence.

Then, in a moment, some people with strong will wake up in confusion with their eyes.

But at the same time, another bell rang out.

"clang……"

The sound of this bell is not as intense as before, it is endless but endless.

Under the aftertaste of the bell, everyone woke up again, but the battlefield was still calm.

All the crazy, murderous eyes that existed, regained peace and peace.

The redness in the eyes of those nearly endless beasts crowded above the city gate gradually dissipated.

One by one, a few translucent bugs were separated from them and fell down.

At the same time, as the madness disappeared, there was a clear fear and horror in his eyes.

There was no need to do anything anymore. Amid the sparse trembling and collision sounds, the beasts who were as crazy as the tide escaped like a tide.

But it has restored its nature.

"clang…"

Another bell rang.

This sound is as comfortable as a breeze to some people, but for some people it is as if it is bolt from the blue and thunder in the dry land.

Those Wuchang Taoist priests whose breath became unstable because they had just fought desperately, quickly recovered to their best state under this sound.

The lost person who has been sleeping in his heart...

The cramped "Zhang Baoren"...

"Zhang Baoren" who was pounded into meat sauce and ground into meat paste...

The "Zhang Baoren" who was trembling with cold first, and then exploded...

There are also all the impermanence that either experiences the troubles in the heart or suffers from hell.

Suddenly I heard a shocking sound, which cleared all the confusion as if I was enlightened, broke free from some kind of constraints, and became sober.

The huge stone mill was overturned...

The towering volcano was pushed down...

The rolling hot oil melted the iceberg...

The three "Zhang Baoren" shattered three heart-like hells and then disappeared into nothingness.

The three separated in Kongming met again, and then the three "Zhang Baoren" with different shapes and colors walked together and merged into one.

A black snake wearing a golden heavenly dress, holding three black snakes representing the root of human nature in one hand, and holding a wordless heavenly book in the other hand, with a mottled golden bell on its head.

The whole body was filled with spiritual light, as if Zhang Baoren, who was in the divine residence, appeared in place.

"What a 'land'..."

"What a 'Miracle of Destiny'..."

Zhang Baoren sneered a few times, waved his right hand holding the scroll, and disappeared from the darkness with the golden bell.

The next moment, Zhang Baoren, who stood staggeringly on the city wall, opened his eyes.

I saw the infinite beasts in front of me quickly retreating. Bai Mofei and Bao Lei around me seemed to have just woken up from some nightmare, with fear and confusion in their eyes.

As usual, there are more than a dozen impermanences.

But at the same time, eight...nine people suddenly fell to the ground.

A mysterious and unparalleled bell floating in the sky turned into a ray of light and sank into the middle of Fang Zhenren's eyebrows, who was sitting on the ground with a dim and pale face and trembling all over his body...

Zhang Baoren took all this into his heart.

The soul turned slightly and instantly understood the various changes that occurred after falling into the heart disaster.

At the same time, I couldn't help but sigh again, "What a ghost... a fierce god."

…

The fundamental enemy of the human race is demons, demons, ghosts, and monsters.

Among them, the "ghost" does not seem to show much danger except for its unforgivable sin.

The biggest problem is that it is invisible.

But after so many years of development of Taoist art, with the technique of the sky eye and various objects including the "Yin and Yang Life and Death Mirror", this can no longer be called a big trouble.

Basically, after becoming a Taoist real person, threats to "ghosts" can basically be tantamount to ignoring them.

This existence has gradually become something that tempers low-level impermanence.

From another perspective, even if it is the best among the ghosts, the hungry ghost realm is considered a relatively weaker existence among the six realms.
To be continued...