Chapter 157: The Purple Sandalwood of the Underworld!

  This merit is the merit of saving the souls of the dead, because the fragrance of incense can subdue evil spirits, so this merit is not small either and should be comparable to the merit of heavenly music.

  "Thank you, sir!"

  A soft voice came, Ting Xiang stood up, her face no longer had hatred, her two eyes looked at Xiao Yun in front of her, except for gratitude, it was still gratitude. "Great kindness, Ting Xiang can only repay in the next life."

  Xiao Yun looked up and saw that Ding Xiang's purple clothes were fluttering, with golden light shining all over her body, undulating as if she would disappear at any moment. The evil aura on her body was dispelled by the Buddha's light, and at this time, she was just an ordinary wandering soul, extremely weak, and would dissipate in a short while.

  "May this merit adorn the Buddha's pure land. Repaying the kindness of our parents, teachers, and all sentient beings above, and saving those suffering in the three lower realms below. If anyone sees or hears this, may they all give rise to the Bodhi mind. May we exhaust this one life and be reborn together in the Land of Ultimate Bliss."

  Chanting out the last Buddhist mantra, Xiao Yun's right hand pointed at Ding Xiang, and the merit he had just obtained did not stay in his body for a moment, but instead took a detour and directly entered Ding Xiang's body.

  Surrounded by golden light, Ding Xiang seemed to have an epiphany, immediately sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and meditated, quietly absorbing the blessings. A strong gust of wind blew through the forest, and a massive dark energy rapidly gathered towards Ding Xiang.

  Zhou Mingxuan only walked over at this time, his eyes glanced at Ding Xiang's body, then turned to look at Xiao Yun, somewhat unexpectedly saying, "Xiao brother, I didn't expect you had such skills, your attainments in Buddhist music are also so profound!"

  Xiao Yun shook his head, "We can only do so much."

  "What's with her?"

  In the midst of the forest's gloomy atmosphere, Zhou Mingxuan looked at Ding Xiang in front of him with some surprise. He could feel that the aura on Ding Xiang's body was rising steadily.

  Xiao Yun didn't say a word, he gave all the merits of his cultivation to Ding Xiang. It can be said that this is also the reason why the Buddhist mantra can save the spirits of the dead. If the last Buddha's verse was missing, the person who saved would not give the merits to the spirit being saved, and the spirit could only seek good fortune on its own, or disperse into the universe, return to the pure land, or get a chance to be reborn.

  Ding Xiang obtained Xiao Yun's merit, and with the help of her merit, she condensed her spiritual body. Perhaps she could have made even greater breakthroughs, but by then, she would no longer be a vengeful spirit consumed by hatred, but rather a refined spirit protected by her accumulated merits.

  "Hum!"

  A violent fluctuation of yin energy stirred up a ring of ripples, dispersing in all directions. The golden light slowly dissipated, and from within it emerged a purple-clad girl, walking with gentle steps towards Xiao Yun.

  "Actually broke through to the realm of the Devil Master!"

  Zhou Mingxuan's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, just now this woman was only an illusion, but now she had solidified, her spiritual body looked almost no different from ordinary people.

  "Thank you for your kindness in saving me!" Walking up to Xiao Yun's front, Ding Xiang immediately knelt down.

  "No need for such politeness, young lady!"

  Xiao Yun hadn't spoken yet, when Zhou Mingxuan hastily stepped forward to help Ding Xiang up, but unexpectedly, Ding Xiang was a spirit body, causing him to grasp at nothing. He couldn't help but look embarrassed and said, "We've all heard about what happened to you, you're also a pitiful person, don't harm people again in the future."

  Ding Xiang nodded slightly and Xiao Yun said, "What are your plans for the future, Miss Ding?"

  Ding Xiang remained silent and wordless, after her death, she was filled with resentment and transformed into a fierce ghost, staying in the forest ever since. Now that she has come to her senses, she is also at a loss as to where to go or what to do.

  Xiao Yun Dao said, "Now that the resentment on your body has dissipated and you have accumulated merit to protect yourself, with your current strength, you can completely find a good family to reincarnate into. However, this way, your cultivation will be reduced to nothing!"

  Ding Xiang thought for a moment, then looked up at Xiao Yun, "The kindness of rebirth is still unpaid, how can I rest assured to transmigrate? I beg you to take me in, Ding Xiang is willing to be a slave or servant, and repay your great kindness!"

  Ding Xiang knelt down again in front of Xiao Yun.

  "Uh..." This sudden scene stunned Xiao Yun.

  Ding Xiang is a spiritual cultivator from the Ghost Master realm. It can be said that having her by his side would also be of great help, but after all, she is still a spiritual cultivator. This is the human world, and having her by his side would indeed bring many inconveniences. Faced with Ding Xiang's pleading, Xiao Yun was momentarily at a loss as to what decision to make.

  Zhou Mingxuan poked Xiao Yun's shoulder and chuckled, "Brother Xiao, you're really lucky to have such a beautiful girl willing to follow you. If I were you, I'd hurry up and make her mine."

  Xiao Yun rolled her eyes and said, "No matter what you say, Ding Xiang is a spiritual cultivator after all, and she's still a woman. If we really bring her along, it will definitely cause a lot of inconvenience."

  "Cassia has nowhere to go, doesn't want to stay in this forest anymore, and doesn't want to go out and affect the lives of ordinary people. Please, sir, take me in!" Just as Xiao Yun was hesitating, Cassia begged again.

  Seeing the determined look on Tingxiang's face, since she refused to reincarnate, then let her stay by his side. He would be more careful in the future and not let others see her. Xiao Yun hesitated for a moment before saying, "Get up, I promise you!"

  "Thank you, sir!" Tingxiang was overjoyed upon hearing this and knocked his head twice against Xiao Yun before standing up.

  Xiao Yun only now had the chance to carefully examine the girl in front of him, who seemed to be less than twenty years old. Her body exuded a cool and refreshing aura, with a face as beautiful as a peach blossom, a pair of eyes that were extremely pure and transparent, cold and elegant yet also gentle and weak like an ordinary woman. The purple-red dress she wore made her look even more ethereal and otherworldly, completely different from the gloomy atmosphere before.

  "This is great, the two of us old men on the road would be too dull, now with Ding Xiang's presence, this journey won't be so boring!" Seeing Xiao Yun accept Ding Xiang, Zhou Mingxuan seemed even more delighted than Xiao Yun.

  Xiao Yun was speechless and said to Ding Xiang, "You may temporarily reside in my Jiuxiao for now!"

  "Hey, Xiao brother!" Ding Xiang hadn't even responded yet, when Zhou Mingxuan seemed somewhat displeased, "You wouldn't actually think of making Miss Ding your Nine Heavens' instrument spirit, would you?"

  Zhou Mingxuan said this, Xiao Yun suddenly came to his senses. As for the so-called instrument spirit, it is often born from the musical instrument itself. If Jiuxiao becomes a sacred instrument of merit one day, as an instrument spirit, she will not humiliate herself. However, Jiuxiao has now been forged by Xiao Yun into the prototype of a sacred instrument, and the instrument spirit is also in gestation. If Ding Xiang were to enter and control Jiuxiao at this time, it would be a lower level.

  Xiao Yun thought about it and gave up on the idea. If she did, although it wouldn't affect Jiu Xiao's cultivation level, for Ding Xiang, it would mean being bound to Jiu Xiao for life and never being able to reincarnate again.

  "Sir, I, Ding Xiang, am willing to become the spiritual instrument of Jiuxiao!" said Ding Xiang at this time.

  Xiao Yun had already made his decision, of course he wouldn't agree to hers, so he shook his head, "No need, you temporarily take refuge in Jiuxiao, the rest can be discussed later."

  Ding Xiang heard this and looked somewhat disappointed. He turned his head to look at the two people lying on the ground, Qiu Ming and Shang had already died, while the old man Meng Guofu was still unknown whether he was dead or alive.

  Zhou Mingxuan walked over, helped Meng Guofu up, took a look, and shook his head at Xiao Yun. Xiao Yun took a look and saw that the axe under Meng Guofu's body was covered in fresh blood. It was clear that when Meng Guofu fell down, he had fallen right on top of the axe, and was still dead.

  Ding Xiang's face was filled with worry and sadness, Xiao Yun comforted her saying "You don't have to worry about it either, it has nothing to do with you. Perhaps this is just the retribution of fate!"

  In the end, Ding Xiang's death is also related to this old man. Now that he has died here, it can only be said that retribution has not been satisfied.

  "Wait, Master! Xiang still has something for you!" Xiang's gloomy expression suddenly changed as she thought of something.

  "Huh?"

  Xiao Yun's face showed confusion, Ding Xiang was just a ghost body, what else could he give himself?

  In doubt, Ding Xiang walked straight to the half log, swung his sleeve, and a golden light came out, wrapping the log in it. Soon, he pulled out the two logs.

  A wooden stake slowly floated into Tingxiang's hands, transforming into a large and small piece of charred wood. Tingxiang held the wood and walked to the front of Xiao Yun, placing it in Xiao Yun's hands.

  It was extremely cold to the touch and very heavy, a small piece of broken wood, probably weighing nearly 100 catties. Xiao Yun turned to Zhou Mingxuan, "Brother Zhou, take a look!"

  Zhou Mingxuan took it over and examined it carefully, a smile spreading from the corner of his mouth. "Yin-yang purple sandalwood, Xiao brother's luck is not bad."

  "What's 'Yōu Míng Zǐ Tán Mù'?" Xiao Yun had never heard of it, apparently this Pingyang young master's vision was much broader than his.