Wang Ming looked at the skeletons with a hint of pity in his eyes.

According to ancient books.

These skeletons should be the Dragon City defenders of the Black Dragon Empire two thousand seven hundred years ago.

They once left their hometowns to guard the border, and fought against the northern wolf tribe for decades.

However.

However, he became a victim of the civil strife in Kyushu, was defeated and even killed in the civil war.

Although life has long passed.

However, the corpse is immortal in resentment, the dry bones are difficult to transform, and even a new soul is born, unable to be reborn.

"My brothers, Li has a heartless request."

Facing the white skeleton crawling out from the ground, Li Mingyu pulled the beads and said, "God has the virtue of being alive."

"These skeletons were all heroes during their lifetime, but now they are not at peace after their death. I, Buddha, are you merciful, can you ask your senior brothers to help them with Mingyu?"

The monks of Maha Temple looked at Li Mingyu, and after a moment of silence, they bowed together: "Amitabha."

Sacrifice.

It is a special method for monks to transform resentful souls and resentful corpses.

If a creature has resentment before his death, his soul may turn into a ghost, and his body may turn into a zombie skeleton.

It's like a skeleton soldier on the battlefield.

It is easy to kill them, just break the soul fire at the middle of your eyebrows, but the resentment remains in those dry bones and will not dissipate.

Perhaps in hundreds of years, new spirits will be born and will continue to wander around this ancient burial ground.

But after healing it, it will be different.

When the resentment is gone, these dry bones will turn into powder, and no more spiritual wisdom will be born into disaster.

but.

It is easy to eliminate evil spirits, but it is difficult to save others.

It requires several times or even ten times of mana, and may even be contaminated with resentment and damage yourself.

Therefore, since ancient times, when facing evil ghosts and undead creatures, most monks will choose to kill them directly or slowly wipe them out with seals.

Only in rare cases (such as collecting money) will it consume mana and cause trouble to be liberated.

now.

There are hundreds of thousands of undead spirits in this ancient battlefield, and it is naturally impossible for this little person to be fully saved.

but.

There are not many undead awakening now, and most of them are gathered under the command of the Immortal King.

With everyone's current strength, it is impossible to come to the door, so if you wait for death.

You can only do your best to find the dragon soul.

To these scattered skeleton undead.

One is one.

...

While speaking, the magic monks of Maha Temple had already taken action.

They clasped their hands together, and bright golden light burst out from their bodies, like little golden men.

Especially their big bald heads are shiny and shiny, and they are simply dazzling.

"Arhat Fist!"

"Diamond Finger!"

"Picking the flower and fingering Zen!"

"The magic craft of scooping the scoop!"

"Vajra Zen lion roars, roars~"

I have to say that as the leader of Buddhism, Maha Temple is quite good at disciples.

Little golden men rushed to all directions, and soon dismantled hundreds of nearby skeletons into skeletons, breaking up the fire of their souls together.

Looking at the piles of dry bones that are made of small hills, the fool can feel the overwhelming resentment contained in it.

"Thank you all, senior brothers."

Li Mingyu twisted the white jade rosary, walked slowly to the Bone Mountain, and began the Buddhist mantra of rebirth in his mouth.

As his lips and teeth opened and his Buddha's voice chanted.

Golden Sanskrit manifested in the void, rushing towards the dead bones like a substance.

The effect is very obvious.

As the Sanskrit Buddha light poured in, the bones that were originally as crystal clear as white jade began to decay.

That means that the resentment is gradually dissipating.

But this process is not fast. After all, it is a thousand years of resentment. How could it be so easy to be saved?

Soon, dripping sweat came out of Li Mingyu's white forehead.

The little golden men from Maha Temple also slowly walked up and silently recited the Buddhist mantra to help Li Mingyu save these dead bones and dead souls.

"It is said that the second son of the Li family in Longxi is very compassionate and has the heart of the ancient true Buddha."

"I saw it today and it was indeed worthy of my reputation. Zhang admired it!"

Zhang Yuge took a deep breath and said with a smile: "But your Buddhism has a mantra of rebirth, and my Taoism also has a mantra of rebirth."

"A real man was born in heaven and earth. How could he be depressed and pretended to be depressed?"

"Zhang also wants to get a share of the merits of saving the defenders of Longcheng. Masters, please move out."

After saying that.

Zhang Yuge strode forward and walked to the eminent monks of Maha Temple.

Make seals with both hands and recite the Taoist mantra of rebirth in your mouth: "The Supreme Lord's order will surpass your lonely soul.

Everything is ghostly, and the four lives are grateful.

Those with heads will surpass them, and those without heads will rise.

The gun is different and the sword is killed, and the rope is hung on the dive.

…”

As Taoist sounds sounded, green words were spit out from Zhang Yuge's mouth and sank into the bones.

Wang Ming was silent for a moment.

Then, a relieved smile appeared on his face.

He took out the Spring and Autumn Pen and drew out one after another of the rebirth talismans in the void.

Seeing Zhang Yuge and Wang Ming approaching, many inner disciples of Qiankun Sect were silent for a moment and joined them together.

Standing in a row with the monks of Maha Temple, we began to salvation the dead.

"Senior brother, I will go there too!"

"My Taoist sect's compassion has never been inferior to Buddhism since ancient times."

"Today I will compare, which one is stronger, your Buddhist mantra or our Taoist mantra!"

...

The behavior of everyone.

It soon attracted many onlookers from the ancient battlefield of Julu.

"What are these bald donkeys and cows doing with their noses?"

"It is obvious that you can directly disperse the soul fire and extinguish these skeletons, why do you need to spend your mana to save yourself?"

"It is said that Li Mingyu is the reincarnation of the Buddha in Xuezang of Maha Temple. Maybe he is pitying these skeletons, so he will help them to save themselves!"

"Tsk, it must be a show, hypocritical!"

"Who does this kind of unhealthy thing? I don't do it anyway, what are you doing?"

"Hehe, I don't do it either, I'm so stupid."

"I originally thought that the four major forces alliances were working together to hunt the four-clawed golden dragon soul, but they ran here to save the bad bones."

"I can't understand, I can't understand. Alliance? I didn't expect it to be a joke."

at this time.
To be continued...