The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 664

Chapter 664: Chapter 660: Exploration Chapter 664: Chapter 660: Exploration Above the City Wall, a “clang” echoed sharply, followed by the sound of a sword drawn to its fullest length. The figure of Bai Xiaotian plummeted from the sky, diving towards the flurry of evil ghosts.

“Sky, these are the souls of the people of Chang'an who have been temporarily disturbed by the contamination of Magic Blood. Help to stop them, but refrain from rash killing.” Upon witnessing this, an aged Zen Master from the Hua Sheng Temple, who went by the Dharma name “Kongdu,” immediately reminded him.

Having said this, he stepped ahead of the other monks. With a wave of his hand, the Conch Leaf Scripture fluttered out, unfolding like a long roll of poetic painting, encircling over a hundred evil ghosts and emitting a surge of golden light towards the sky.

Unable to help themselves, the evil ghosts within the scroll let out a series of screams, their mouths and noses simultaneously expelling streams of bright red vital energy. Gradually, their crazed expressions subsided, and calmness returned.

At the same time, the countless ancient Sanskrit characters on the Conch Leaf Scripture peeled off one by one, replacing the souls of the people by absorbing their vital energy, and rose into the sky like fireflies, igniting into scores of starry sparks and scattering into the void.

Following closely behind, Master Lu Chen waved his hand, and the Eight Treasure Sutra Pagoda descended from the sky, landing outside the City Gate, emanating colorful glaze light from all over it. Casting light on the surrounding area, it immobilized all the evil ghosts, leaving them utterly incapable of movement.

Elder Zhe Shi coughed lightly and similarly flew forward, landing in front of everyone. He threaded his way through the crowd of evil ghosts, holding a Buddha's Treasure Mirror in his hand and reflecting it one by one on the frenzied evil ghosts.

Each time the light touched them, the affected evil ghosts would freeze in their tracks, immobilized on the spot.

Bai Xiaotian manipulated the sword technique with his hand. A wave of his hand brought forth golden sword lights from the sky, lining up like shields along the two sides of the entrance to the city, blocking off the evil ghosts that tried to bypass the City Gate and spread around the city's flanks.

The various cultivator monks from the city's government joined the fight, temporarily steadying the front line and holding off the counterattack of the ghost tide.

On the other hand, Shen Luo plunged headlong into an area shrouded in Blood Mist. Demonic whispers echoed in his ears, and everything before his eyes became a world of blood red.

However, to his surprise, he didn't witness a horde of ghosts fighting over Chan'er. Instead, as soon as he approached, the ghosts regarded him as food and rushed towards him.

Shen Luo knew well that these Yin Soul Ghosts were acting this way due to the influence of the Blood Mist. Naturally, he would not kill them outright. Hastily maneuvering his body, he activated the Slanting Moon Steps spreading moonlight under his feet, and maneuvered through these Yin Soul Ghosts.

When he finally reached the deepest part and saw Chan'er, he couldn't help but be taken aback.

She was seen sitting cross-legged on the ground, there was an absent look in her eyes as she gazed upward, two trails of tears trailing down her cheeks.

Opposite her floated a large white illusory figure of a monk, dressed in a snow-white kasaya, adorned with a Five-Buddha Crown and Vairocana hat. He was quite young and handsome, with a gentle smile on his face as he faced Chan'er in mutual gaze.

It was the protean glow emanating from this phantom monk that protected Chan'er from the ghosts' invasions.

Seemingly sensing Shen Luo's gaze, the monk's phantom turned, softly clapped his palms together in salutation, and seemed to quietly chant a Buddhist mantra.

Following that, the phantom monk suddenly formed a magic spell with one hand and grasped the void with his five fingers.

Immediately, a gust of wind erupted around him, and the rolling Blood Mist was instantly drawn back, converging towards the phantom monk's hand. It solidified to an extreme point, transforming into a string of nine blood-red Buddhist beads linked together by a golden thread.

With blood-red beads in hand, the monk emitted a multicolored glazed light, flooding the beads with waves of righteous Buddha's Light, his body gradually turning transparent and illusory in the process.

Until all the glaze's light was absorbed into the blood-red string of beads, the two elements neutralized each other, eventually dissipating into nothingness.

The instant the blood-colored beads vanished, clarity was restored to the world. The blood-red glow in the eyes of the people of Chang'an, deluded by the ghosts, also faded away. Their eyes returning to a tranquil green, albeit their souls were considerably weakened, making them appear somewhat dazed and confused.

“Amitabha…”

At that instant, a Buddhist incantation resonated. Shen Luo turned abruptly, witnessing Chan'er resume his stance. He walked straight towards the Yin mist ahead, chanting the Rebirth Mantra.

The soft sound transformed once again into a guiding melody, leading the gloomy souls of Chang'an back to the murky realm they came from.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, retreating upon seeing this.

Shen Luo, however, moved swiftly to Chan'er's side, standing shoulder to shoulder with him, invisibly protecting him on this path.

The grand Water and Land Dharma Assembly, complicated by twists and turns, finally ended at the end of Uma time.

Late in the night, when Shen Luo returned to his residence, images of the thousands of lamps soaring into the night sky of Chang'an and the myriad ghosts entering the underworld outside the North Gate, lingered in his mind, his emotions turbulent for a long time.

He sat cross-legged on the straw cushion, meditating for a long while. A thought stirred, and he fetched the jade pillow.

His palm gently stroked the jade pillow. His spirit immersed within it, he soon sensed the Heavenly Book suspended inside.

Ever since he summoned the Heavenly Book for defence during a previous unexpected encounter, and projected the cultivation level of his dreams to the real world, Shen Luo had been constantly attempting to communicate with the Heavenly Book, but to no avail.

However, as Li Jing once said, communication with the Heavenly Book solely relied on soul power, either his soul power was not strong enough or his spiritual thoughts were not sufficiently intense that hindered his communication at present.

He had been able to summon the Heavenly Book when he fell into danger and was on the brink of death. The strong will to live and the intense fluctuations of his soul could perhaps be crucial for successful communication with the Heavenly Book.

Upon such thoughts, Shen Luo calmed his emotions a bit and placed his hand on the jade pillow, fully focusing his spirit inside, and deliberately visualized it as a wisp of spiritual flame, drifting towards the Heavenly Book suspended in the jade pillow.

As his spiritual flame drew nearer, the Heavenly Book suspended inside the jade pillow seemed to grow larger, almost like a palace hanging in front of him.

Shen Luo's spiritual thoughts probed into it, gently tapping as though he was knocking on a door.

The Heavenly Book was merely radiating a faint light, showing no response to Shen Luo's tentative probing of his spiritual thoughts.

A moment's hesitation later, Shen Luo's spiritual flame shone brightly, almost sending seven-tenths of his spiritual thoughts towards the Heavenly Book, which was much like an uninvited guest pounding heavily on the door.

However, the Heavenly Book's glow flickered slightly a few times but still showed no reaction whatsoever.

“Still not working?” Shen Luo's spiritual thoughts stirred slightly, and he made up his mind.

Right after that, the flame transformed by his spiritual thoughts suddenly flared up, turning into a burning inferno, and charged forcibly at the Heavenly Book.

“Boom…” It was as if a thunderbolt exploded in his heart, his spiritual thoughts hit the Heavenly Book with all his might.

This time, there was finally a change in the Heavenly Book. The golden light on its surface intensified, the book slowly unfolded, the texts written on it flickering brightly and darkly. A name written at the end of the book shone brightly, detaching itself from the Heavenly Book, and suspended in the void.

“Shen Luo”

The moment his spiritual thoughts subconsciously read the two ancient seal characters, an incredibly strong force of attraction suddenly radiated from the Heavenly Book, instantly drawing his spiritual thoughts into it.

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