Uncle Jiu: The true story of Maoshan spreads across the heavens

Mudd!

You bastard!

He actually carried out a sneak attack. Fortunately, he didn't wear a yellow robe, otherwise the Taoist robe his master gave him would be useless today.

At this time, Lin Hao's blue robe was already riddled with holes, as if it would fall apart in the next moment.

If this guy Qian Kai hadn't opened the Dharma Altar and borrowed the Patriarch's magic power, how could he have such power.

"Let me destroy your magic first..."

You bastard! "

As soon as Lin Hao took out a stick of incense, countless glutinous rice grains flying towards him, bearing the power of the incense.

Lin Hao hurriedly did a backflip to avoid the blow, and then more glutinous rice came, so Lin Hao had no choice but to continue flipping.

"I'll turn it over...I'll turn it over..." (Turn over the dumpling wrappers.)

pat~

The sound of a tile breaking was heard, and Lin Hao stumbled and fell from the roof:

"Oh, my old waist!"

"You're going too far!"

Lin Hao got up from the ground, covered his waist and said to Qian Kai.

"You brat, who asked you to mind your own business!"

Qian Kai said with a happy face.

"Well, if you have the guts, just wait for me."

Lin Hao immediately pinched his fingers and said: "The sky is bright and the earth is bright, the founder of Maoshan shows his true spirit."

"Qian Kai, a disciple of the Maoshan Jingyi Sect, has violated the precepts and disregarded human life. I ask the founder to take back his magic power."

dong dong dong...

Lin Hao stomped his feet several times, and the energy of heaven and earth suddenly changed. Qian Kai noticed something was wrong, and immediately grabbed a handful of soybeans, smashed them into pieces, and then sprinkled the incense on the incense burner. Suddenly, a blazing flame flew toward Lin Hao.

Feeling the heat wave coming, Lin Hao not only did not notice any burning sensation, but instead felt like a fish in water, very warm. He felt that the fire could not hurt him.

Lin Hao suddenly remembered that when he took the Suzaku before, the block of wood his grandfather left him seemed to have turned into a trace of flame and entered his body.

"I swallow~"

Lin Hao subconsciously opened his mouth and swallowed the wood fire released by Qian Kai.

Tut tut...

After swallowing it, he was not satisfied. Lin Hao smacked his lips and felt that the taste was a bit bland and not spicy enough.

"what?"

Qian Kai was shocked when he saw this. He had seen people use magic weapons to resist his fire, and he had also seen people use magic to offset it, but he had never seen people swallow his fire.

This guy surnamed Lin is a ruthless person!

After swallowing all the flames, Lin Hao burped, and white smoke came out of his throat.

"Hiccup~"

Call ~

Lin Hao picked up his mouth with his tongue and felt something in his stomach was stirring. Then he took a mouthful of thick phlegm and spit it out, turning into monstrous flames and sweeping towards Qian Kai.

"what?"

When Qian Kai saw that Lin Hao had swallowed his own fire and then spit it out to burn himself, he was so frightened that he hurriedly pulled out the incense from the incense burner and blew on the incense.

The sparks that were blown out suddenly turned into flames and attacked Lin Hao again, but the flames from both sides canceled each other out in the air, just like two Godzillas spraying each other with lasers.

But Lin Hao was obviously better, because Lin Hao's flames were strengthened by the Suzaku Divine Fire in his body after entering his belly. At this time, even if it was not as good as the Samadhi True Fire, it was still ambiguous.

Suddenly money started to lose ground.

At this moment, Lin Hao's ritual of inviting gods was completed, and a figure in red robes stood in the void. Beside him were two figures in black and white clothes, holding a judge's pen.

The figure in the sky waved his hand and withdrew Qian Kai's mana. At the same time, he also withdrew the fire from Lin Hao and Qian Kai. Then he asked Lin Hao, "Why did you come to the north?"

"Two days ago, I heard from my senior brother that you started traveling from Guangcheng. In just a few days, you came to the Northeast."

When Lin Hao saw this, he couldn't help but touched his head in embarrassment and said, "Back to the ancestor, I flew here."

"By the way, Patriarch, why did you come here in person?"

"Just leave this little matter to the disciples."

"You brat, stop talking so much, didn't I sense that you were asking God?"

"Come here and make sure."

Lin Hao finally understood why the Patriarch in front of him came here in person.

Lin Hao's ancestor is also a city god of a city, which is equivalent to the city god of a province.

But it is much more powerful than the county town god. The most powerful city god is the capital city god, which is the largest city god in China.

As for the two judges following the Patriarch, Lin Hao didn't recognize them.

But he should be older than me in terms of seniority!

Just as Lin Hao was thinking wildly, the figure of the City God in the sky gradually faded and finally disappeared without a trace!

Only one sentence was left floating in the air: "I'll leave it to you to deal with it."

He seemed to be speaking to Lin Hao, and also seemed to be speaking to the two judges beside him.

"Respectfully send the ancestors."

At this time, the people fighting on both sides had already stopped. They never expected that Lin Hao would invite an ancestor to come up.

When Qian Kai saw the judge in black robe, he was like a cat seeing a mouse. He was slumped on the altar and shivering.

"Master...Master!"

"Master...Master...Master...Master."

Xu Zhenren saluted the two judges generously and shouted.

Qian Kai, on the other hand, hesitated and felt a little scared, as if a child who had done something wrong was caught by his parents.

"Humph~"

The black-robed judge took the lead in waving his sleeves and said angrily: "I don't have a disciple like you, it's just..."

At this time, he was about to explode with anger. After all, he was brought here by the founder himself, and his master was beside him. This time he was completely embarrassed.

Unexpectedly, his disciple was not up to par at all. He also thought that when his disciple was relieved, he would take him as a servant and enjoy the incense and offerings. It would be easier than being reincarnated in the current situation.

Fortunately, there is still a disciple to fight for his face, otherwise he really would not be able to explain to his ancestor and master.

"Your own disciple, you handle it yourself."

The white-robed judge also angrily left without saying a word.

But before leaving, he rolled up his sleeves and took back the magic power he lent money to.

"Forehead!"

Now that the master and ancestor are gone, the black-robed judge breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Lin Hao: "I wonder how my nephew thinks it should be handled more appropriately."

He should ask the parties concerned for their opinions first!

Although the Patriarch left it to him to handle, after all, Lin Hao was a core disciple, and he had to take his identity seriously.

"Uncle, it's OK to make the decision. Disciple has no objection!"

"it is good!"

Seeing that Lin Hao was more sensible, the black-robed judge also breathed a sigh of relief. If Lin Hao persisted, it would be in trouble.

"Then I will take this villain away and make him a soul keeper."

The so-called soul-binding messengers are the lowest-level ghost messengers, followed by the impermanent messengers and finally the black and white impermanent gods (ghost) generals.

Then the black-robed judge just grabbed Qian Kai, and a transparent soul was immediately caught out.

Qian Kai still had his mouth open with a look of horror on his face.

He said: "Master doesn't..."

There was no sound before he finished speaking, and Qian Kai's body on the altar was also silent.

After becoming a ghost, Qian Kai could no longer speak human language and could only speak ghost language. Naturally, he was speechless.