Chapter 501 The Evil Art of the Living Human Stake

According to Old Suanpan, this technique originated from the Harm-the-Head School. It was often used during the construction of bridges and temples when the feng shui was unfavorable and ghosts and gods caused disturbances. Living people were used as stakes to forcibly create evil, using the evil to ward off ghosts. It was one of the most sinister methods in the world.

Although Hu Ma was using this method to save himself, it was still this kind of method after all, so the person performing the technique would inevitably suffer a backlash.

Simply put, this technique was about deceiving gods and fooling ghosts. It was like Digua Shao taking action to kill Hu Ma once, driving him into a living stake. Therefore, the backlash was entirely on her, and Hu Ma would be fine.

Moreover, because reincarnators were better off not meeting, Hu Ma only told Digua Shao about these things when they communicated, telling her the time and place to come directly and perform the technique.

In fact, this was a bit of an imposition. After all, there was no 100% trust between reincarnators. What if this was a trap, what if there were harmful methods hidden? But precisely, only a reckless and daring person like Digua Shao would agree. Moreover, not only did she agree, but she also came as promised, without even asking the reason. As soon as she saw the coffin here, she immediately began to perform this technique on the coffin. Even in the reincarnator community, this was a daring act. Hu Ma thought to himself, "However, am I also considered bold for sealing myself in a coffin and letting someone like Digua Shao 'kill' me?"

As he was thinking, Digua Shao finished chanting the incantation and raised the three incense sticks in her hand high. Suddenly, she took a step back, knelt down on one knee, and then knelt down on the other knee, heavily, and kowtowed her head.

"Dong!" Her head hit the ground in front of the coffin, on top of the iron nail that was only shallowly inserted into the ground.

After one kowtow, there was another.

With each kowtow, the iron nail went into the ground another inch. After she kowtowed three times, the iron nail was already three inches into the ground, mostly buried. Most importantly, inside the coffin, Hu Ma also felt his body shaking. The coffin was actually sinking, and inch by inch, yin wind rose from under his feet.

Above his head, it was as if he was being struck by a heavy hammer, buzzing and ringing, dizzy, as if he was being filled into the ground little by little.

"Aiyah..." Hu Ma was prepared and could naturally endure it, but the thing in his arm was suddenly startled, both anxious and fearful, struggling desperately, as if trying to escape.

Heh, but Hu Ma was equally prepared for it. With a slight movement of his divine soul, he had already pressed the thing down firmly, even deliberately bringing it closer to the force of the heavy blow.

"You dare... you..." This thing had been deliberately avoiding communication with Hu Ma. Only when the Meng family's second young master invited the ancestor to descend did it vaguely reveal its head and he heard it speak.

But now, it seemed to realize something and shouted desperately. Faced with imminent disaster, this struggle was stronger than any previous one, and it even seemed to alarm something in the dark.

"Hoo-la." At this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew outside the valley, and a cloud of dark clouds gradually gathered in the sky.

Digua Shao, who was holding the incense in her hand, preparing to continue worshipping, couldn't help but be surprised. Looking at the incense in her hand burning very vigorously and the sinister wind around her, she couldn't help but look a little flustered: 'Senior Lao Baigan, what kind of stake are you having me drive? It's so fierce?' Out of respect for Senior Lao Baigan, she still intended to grit her teeth and complete this technique, but unexpectedly, just as she raised the incense again, she suddenly heard a whimpering sound beside her.

She turned her head sharply and saw that the expressions of the two paper figures beside her, which were originally smiling, seemed to have turned into bitter faces because of the wrinkles. The faint crying sound was coming from them.

Digua Shao also gasped, and before she could speak, the paper figures suddenly burst into flames with a "whoosh."

She was immediately startled and exclaimed, "I thought Senior Lao Baigan gave me a simple job, but I didn't expect this to actually..." "...be a test!"

While thinking, she quickly pondered and suddenly threw the incense in her hand to the side. Watching the two paper figures burn quickly, she actually managed to seize this moment, formed a touching-the-earth mudra with both hands, bit her silver teeth, and pointed fiercely at the nail.

"Fix!" This point moved her Daoist power, which was faster than simply performing the technique. It actually directly drove the remaining small half of the nail into the ground.

At the same moment, Hu Ma's coffin rumbled even louder, the soil below cracked, solid and firm, and then sank into the ground, with rolling yellow earth accompanied by yin energy, submerging and entwining the entire coffin.

Having done all this, the two paper figures beside Digua Shao had already burned down to only two shoes. She also howled strangely, jumped up, turned her head, and ran towards the outside of the valley.

Don't look at the fact that one of her legs hadn't fully recovered, but she ran really fast. When the last bit of fire disappeared, she had already darted out of the valley, but in this valley, the yin wind was strange, rolling up some ashes that were still burning with sparks, and actually chased after her.

But when she rushed out of the valley, she could see that on the edge of the valley, on the left and right, there were still two paper figures placed.

The ashes chased over, and these two paper figures also began to burn.

But now the yin wind was strong, burning even faster than inside, and the rolling ashes chased her all the way into the forest. Digua Shao didn't even turn her head, just ran forward.

But along the way, every ten zhang or so, there were two paper figures placed by her, and even some jars covered with mud, which looked like they contained bones. It was unknown which grave she had freshly dug them out of. So, she escaped all the way, burning all the way, ran for several miles, and even lost her shoes before finally realizing that the movement of the yin wind behind her had subsided.

"Backlash me?"

Digua Shao glared sideways and turned her head to glare: "None of the spells I'm good at are immune to backlash. I've been avoiding karmic debts since I started learning spells. Can you catch up with me?"

After glaring for a while, she sat down on a grave, pounding her legs, and muttered to herself in the direction of the blood food mine, "But what kind of job did Senior Lao Baigan arrange for me?"

"Even driving the Ten Surnamed Disciples into the ground would probably be nothing more than this, right?"

"Fortunately, I found Digua Shao..." Inside the coffin, Hu Ma was startled, and he really felt some kind of power in the dark being alarmed.

Fortunately, he was only feigning death, and fortunately, he had prepared a backup plan, setting up a ritual altar in this valley. Although he didn't deliberately use the power on the altar, it also prevented some changes, which protected Digua Shao and prevented her from dying here on the spot.

If it were someone else, even if he had said in advance that he could protect them, they would definitely have stopped the technique and run away as soon as they saw how big the commotion was just now... such as a certain Left Guardian, such as a certain young owner of the Caoxin Hall.

"Wham." Seeing that the technique had been completed, he, who was deeply buried underground, suddenly came back to life, his yang energy rising, and with a bang, he directly broke the coffin lid from the soil and jumped to the ground.

However, the living human stake had already been planted. This technique required sealing the person's divine soul and suppressing it underground. Hu Ma forcibly jumped out, but a part of his divine soul still remained there.

Hu Ma, who jumped out, immediately cast a spell to dispel this power in the dark. Digua Shao, who was escaping outside, might not know that she had actually underestimated the backlash. If Hu Ma hadn't dispelled it in time, she might have already been affected by the backlash.

After doing all this, Hu Ma turned around again, his eyes grim, staring at the stone bowl that had been placed in the valley and had been forgotten.

He displayed his current incomplete and weak dharma form, lifted the stone bowl with both hands, and then slammed it firmly on the spot where the nail had entered the ground, and then sat cross-legged in front of the stone bowl, slowly chanting the incantation.

He had only just begun. Digua Shao's technique had helped him pull the thing out of his body, drive it into the ground, and imprison it here, while his real purpose was to subdue and refine it at this moment, forming his fourth pillar of Dao! As he sat here cross-legged, he could feel a chaotic roar underground, screaming desperately, half of which seemed to be ringing in the outside world, entering his ears, and the other half seemed to be ringing directly in his body.

The two overlapping sounds made people dizzy and disoriented. Vaguely, he could still see a human figure being suppressed under the stone bowl. "Damn, damn, how dare you?"

"I am the Fourth Master of the Tongyin Meng family. How dare you harm me with this evil method?"

Hu Ma looked at him indifferently, stretched out one hand, pressed it on the stone bowl, and kept chanting the dispelling incantation.

"The Hu family, the Hu family should have been ordered to clear out the evil ghosts of hell and the evil reincarnations. That's why the Zhenchong Prefecture was handed over to your family, but, but you are actually also a reincarnator..." "You evil beings are invading my yang world and disrupting my universe. The ancestor will know, the ancestor will dismember you into large pieces..." "Is that so?" Listening to his roar, Hu Ma silently chanted the incantation. When the time was right, he opened his eyes and looked at him, with a mocking expression on his face: "Then who would have thought that the descendants of the Zhensui Hu family are also reincarnators themselves?"

"Don't worry, I know you have been silent, actually wanting me to kill you. First, killing you will cause my own divine soul to be damaged, and second, after killing you, your Tongyin Meng family will also have other ways to get the news?"

Guessing, the smile on his face became sinister, and he whispered: "So, I won't kill you. I want you to live, but to live as my scapegoat!"

The invisible fear made the thing suppressed by the stone bowl roar madly: "How dare the descendants of the Zhenchong Hu family use this evil method?"

"Didn't you just say I was an evil being?"

Hu Ma looked at him, but just smiled: "Since I am an evil being, what does it matter if I use some evil methods?"