Reincarnated in the world of cultivation, the male protagonist and I became brothers

Ah Zi raised her head and looked at the four people in front of her, and was the first to attack Liao Fan. Liao Fan raised his hand to block it. He could barely withstand the blow, but was shocked and suffered internal injuries. The blood around his mouth continued to seep out. Nian reacted quickly, took out Guiquan, and interrupted Ah Zi with a sword. Ah Zi changed her target and attacked Rong Nian.

Rong Nian pulled away, but Ah Zi followed him. Ah Zi raised his hand and struck out with a sword, which was aimed directly at his chest.

"Ahem, cough, cough, Rong Nian, be careful!" Liao Fan was seriously injured. He knelt on the ground on one knee, blood dripping down his chin and onto the ground.

When Rong Nian heard his cry, he quickly turned sideways, but did not avoid the blow. He was pierced through the shoulder. Seeing this, Rong Nian turned around and struck Ah Zi's abdomen with a sword, but it didn't seem to cause any substantial damage. , Ah Zi continued to slash at Rong Nian with her sword.

"Huh? The situation for the puppet in the transformation stage is not optimistic, Rong Xiaoyou." Mu Lao looked at the puppet and didn't know what he was thinking.

Zhao Wuyin looked at the two people fighting. Rongnian's right shoulder was injured, which affected his moves. He gradually became unable to cope with it and suffered a lot of damage.

"Mulao, I need your help." Zhao Wuyin looked at Rong Nian, he couldn't let him die here.

"Hehehe, you don't need me, you forgot, he is not the only one who has the puppet." After hearing his words, Zhao Wuyin remembered the puppet in the ring.

Zhao Wuyin quickly released the puppet, gave it instructions, and the puppet attacked Ah Zi.

Qing Luo and Fan were both stunned. They didn't expect that Zhao Wuyin had such a trump card.

With a sound of "Bang...", the stone puppet had already knocked A'Zi away and carried Rong Nian on his shoulders. Rong Nian sat on the puppet's shoulders and could finally breathe. He didn't expect that this puppet would be so difficult to deal with. It seemed that What 666 told him about being the invincible fighter in the world seemed like a trick to fool him.

"Nian, don't question your strength. After all, you are only the Nascent Soul with that puppet god. It's good to be able to tie with him." 666 explained quickly.

Rong Nian looked at Ah Zi and was shocked. This puppet was actually in the stage of becoming a god. The person behind him. He turned to look at that person. His black robe was swaying in the wind. It was really unfathomable.

Just as Rong Nian was thinking, he suddenly saw Fan sneaking up behind the man, raising his head and giving him a knife. The man fell to the ground instantly, and the corner of Rong Nian's mouth twitched. He had never seen such an upright Buddhist cultivator.

Seeing that her master was injured, Azi hurried over there, but was pinned to the ground by the stone puppet, unable to move.

Rong Nian jumped off it and walked to Zhao Wuyuan holding his right hand, "Next time, release this kind of killer weapon earlier."

"Forgot." Zhao Wuyin said sincerely. He had indeed forgotten. It was Mu Lao who reminded him that he remembered it. He looked at the stone puppet and saw that it was indeed a good treasure.

Rong Nian showed off a few mouthfuls of the elixir, and finally recovered a lot. He was not injured internally, but he...

Rong Nian glanced over and saw Fan holding the rope and tying the man and Ah Zi together. He looked lively and energetic, not as if he had just been injured internally.

"Hahahahahaha, you kid, I caught you and made you arrogant." Liao Fan put his hands on his hips, looking like a villain.

Two black lines fell on Rong Nian's head. He wanted to pretend that he didn't know Fan. It was really embarrassing.

"Let me see who you really are." Liao Fan stretched out his hand to take off the brim of the man's hat, and a childish face came into everyone's eyes, looking like he was thirteen or fourteen years old.

Rong Nian didn't expect that the one who attacked them was still a child, and he sighed.

The child woke up and stared at Fan with his big eyes, "Humph, I will kill you sooner or later."

Liao Fan would not hear this threat, but he laughed loudly, "You little brat, you are the only one who still wants to kill me, just practice for a few more years."

"Qi, Ah Zi... Ah Zi?" The young man looked at Ah Zi beside him, but found that even he couldn't break free from the rope.

"Little brat, you have nothing to say. This is a special rope. Have you ever heard of the soul-binding rope?" The young man shook his head, and Liao Fan looked at him with an ignorant look.

"I don't know what kind of world you are trying to get into. Anyway, since you are tied up, you can't use your true energy." The young man nodded, seeming to understand.

"When I untie this rope, I will kill you." The young man said seriously.

Liao Fan tugged at his face and said, "You little brat, you're so angry, I'll let you go."

"Okay, don't be funny, let's get down to business." Rong Nian couldn't stand it anymore, Liao Fan really didn't have a straight face.

Liao Fan decisively gave way to Rong Nian. Rong Nian walked up to the young man and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Well... I'm lost." Rong Nian thought that the evil spirit had been exposed, but it turned out that this kid broke in by mistake, which was really unexpected.

"You? Lost?" Rong Nian asked dubiously.

"It's all Ah Zi's fault, he doesn't know the way." The young man looked at Ah Zi with resentment. Ah Zi blinked and his face was expressionless. Rong Nian didn't look like he could know the way.

"Who are you from, and why do you know Huang Fu?" Liao Fan asked, finally getting to the point.

"Wen Mo."

"Are you a boy from the Wen family?" The young man turned his head when he heard this, looked at Mu Lao in the air, and nodded.

Mu Lao noticed his gaze and smiled and stroked his beard. Zhao Wuyuan also noticed that Wen Mo seemed to be able to see Mu Lao and was suddenly curious.

"Mr. Mu, who is the Wen family?"

"It's what I said before, the main branch of the Hundred Ghost Sect." Only then did Zhao Wuyuan realize that Wen Mo was a ghost cultivator.

Liao Fan looked at this strange scene. After Wen Mo finished speaking, he stared at Zhao Wuyin, as if there was something next to Zhao Wuyin. Rong Nian could naturally see Mu Lao and was not frightened by this scene.

"You are... a ghost cultivator." Zhao Wuyin finally spoke, allaying everyone's doubts. He nodded and said no more.

"Ghost cultivator? It's rare." Liao Fan touched his head. He had indeed never seen a ghost cultivator.

"That's because you don't have any knowledge." Wen Mo also learned to reply to Liao Fan, but Liao Fan didn't share his knowledge and put his head aside.

"Hey, you can't subdue that evil spirit, why not leave it to me." Wen Mo knew that his situation was not optimistic and tried to negotiate.

"No, I can't give it to you." Qing Luo on the side finally spoke. She didn't want An Qing to be a ghost for the rest of his life.

"Why? Do we still want her to stay here and cause trouble?" Wen Mo didn't understand. If the evil spirit is not eliminated, something will happen to this place sooner or later.

"I'm still here," Liao Fan said, patting his chest.

"You, a half-hearted Buddhist, are not as good as me." Wen Mo said disdainfully. He was so angry that he pulled a rag and stuffed his mouth.

"Okay, okay, let him break this formation first. It's going to be night soon." Rong Nian looked at the sky. The sun had set after their efforts.

"Hey, kid, please tell me how to break this formation." Liao Fan took out the rag and kept peeing at the smell, even about to vomit. After a while, he said, "It has been broken." "

Wen Mo gestured to the messed up red line with his head, "Aren't you all broken by you, eh..." He said it with a pity.

Seeing that the formation was broken, Rong Nian gathered firewood and prepared to wait for An Qing to come out. Zhao Wuyin also put the puppet back into the ring. Rong Nian looked at the puppet with some envy. To be honest, he wanted to want.

The light of the fire swayed, and Rong Nian was roasting a chicken. This chicken was caught by Liao Fan, who asked for it.

Looking at the eyes in front of him, Rong Nian laughed and divided the chicken in his hand among the people in front of him.

Wen Mo swallowed, "I...can I eat it?" Wen Mo looked at the fragrant roast chicken and couldn't help but salivate.

Rong Nian handed him the roast chicken and said, "Eat it."

Wen Mo picked up the roast chicken and ate it. He was happy with the meal and his mouth was shiny. From time to time, he looked up at Rong Nian. Rong Nian didn't know what he meant and didn't pay much attention.

"Qingluo." Qingluo heard the call and turned around quickly, still holding the unfinished roast chicken in her hand. When she saw it was An Qing, she quickly wiped her mouth.

"You're here! I finally found a Buddhist, and you can finally be reincarnated." Qingluo was very happy.

"Really?" An Qing's gaze shifted from Qing Luo's face to another gaze. There was something complicated in Liao Fan's eyes. An Qing was stunned for a moment, then he realized and smiled at him. Liao Fan was no longer interested. Look, keep eating chicken.

"Hey, can't you really give this evil ghost to me? I will treat her well." Wen Mo felt that this group of people was really wasting their resources. Such a good evil ghost should be allowed to reincarnate.

"No, Master Liaofan, take action quickly." Qingluo was afraid that Liaofan would regret it, so she urged Liaofan.

Liao Fan nodded and drew a formation at An Qing's feet with a serious look on his face.

Rong Nian and Zhao Wuyin had no choice but to watch Wen Mo from the sidelines, fearing that he would suddenly take action again. Wen Mo also wanted to take action, but unfortunately he was tied up with the spirit-binding rope and could not do anything.

Liao Fan put down the last stroke, sighed, and put the Buddhist string into the array. He sat cross-legged in front of the array, chanting something in his mouth. The beads spread out to the edge of the array with his spells, turned, and rose. A golden barrier covered Anqing.

An Qing was extremely curious. He touched the barrier with his hand, but seemed to be burned. He quickly retracted his hand and stood firmly in the circle.

Golden light scattered around An Qing and gathered him. An Qing held his head and screamed in pain.

"An Qing." Qing Luo looked at An Qing in the formation worriedly. Her expression was really painful, as if she had returned to the day she was burned by the fire.

"Ah!!!!" An Qing screamed as he knelt on the ground holding his head.

"Stop! Stop it!" Qing Luo was a little anxious. She didn't expect it would be so painful and An Qing would be tortured again.

"The fuss is all about driving away evil spirits." Wen Mo said looking at the anxious Qing Luo.

"Besides, can this ceremony be stopped just by saying it is stopped?" Qingluo opened her mouth when she heard this, but said no more. She finally calmed down a lot.

Seeing her distracted look, Rong Nian patted her shoulder to reassure her. Qing Luo looked at Rong Nian beside her and nodded.

An Qing's memories began to flash through the barrier, and finally settled on a man's face. Rong Nian looked at the man. He was a middle-aged man with a look of horror on his face. He remembered the story. Could this be it? That government office, but what about the others?

Rong Nian looked at Qing Luo on the side. He had doubts in his heart, why he didn't see Fuya's family in his memory. Could it be that Qing Luo was hiding something... A seed of doubt was planted in Rong Nian's heart.

The condensed blood energy in the barrier gradually dissipated, and An Qing seemed to regain her clarity. Her soul became much more transparent. She looked at Qing Luo with tears in her eyes.

"Qingluo, goodbye."

"Goodbye." Qing Luo also looked at An Qing. When An Qing heard the response, she closed her eyes and her tears fell, and she gradually dispersed.