Raising Evil Spirits

The spring here seems to be beautiful and the purple trees are blooming, but the yin is extremely boiling, making people like me who practice ghosts feel comfortable with their pores, waiting to be fed.

No wonder Master asked me to find two Taoist friends. It seems that there are great benefits, but the place where this old Nangongyu lives is a bit too big. He is actually a sect. There are so many cultivators, but they are extremely powerful. Awesome.

"Don't look at it, my Nanxian Sword Sect is a great faction in China, with outstanding people and spirits, and the immortal spirit is boiling all year round." The disciple beside him sneered.

"The Nanxian Sword Sect has the unique fairy mountain spirit spring in this sea area, and there are countless cultivators. Don't be frightened in a while." The female disciple who held me held a bit contemptuously said.

I am immune to all these expressions. I have even seen a live array. What kind of Nanxian Sword Sect of you would still feel magnificent?

The city wall of living formations like the sky is not comparable to your small mountain and small water. There is also a big golden coffin inside.

Wang Yan has already put away a group of fish for me, but they can’t swim anymore. It’s really difficult to go upstairs. The only thing that can be done is to recruit a ghost to go up the mountain. The disciples of the Nanxian Sword Sect are all shocked, but there are still some Not convinced.

When you reach the middle of the mountain, you are just like some famous places of interest. They are all ancient buildings. They do have the meaning of cultivation. After death, not all people enter the cycle. Ghosts also cultivate immortals. They practice in various places. So.

Hundreds of disciples sparsely scattered around, all looking at me with a burst of excitement, but everyone was still very angry when the Deep Sea Pearl was taken away.

Hearing the movement, in the largest pavilion, a middle-aged man quickly took the lead, and several men, women, old and young came out of the attic following behind.

"The head! The person has already arrived, but with a letter to the master..." Several disciples immediately surrounded them and began to report what they had seen and heard.

The head was over forty years old and was born in Yushu Linfeng, with a sword on his back. He was indeed a model of sword repair. I doubt that Jing Yun came from here.

After listening to the head, he swished in front of me. Anyway, I couldn't see the cultivation base. It was the enlightenment period. He frowned and asked: "Who are you? You send the letter? You don't need to hijack my door to send the letter. Disciple?"

"In the realm of the underworld, you have to be more careful, let alone delivering letters, selling cabbage can turn people around." I smiled and took out a letter to Nangongyu.

The head held out his hand, and a breath of breath spread to the letter in my hand, and the envelope passed by.

But he didn't dare to open the letter, and after a glance, he said intently: "Wait here, I will go to tell the boss, if you are really my own, the alert will be removed naturally, but now, I hope you stay where you are. Don't move."

"Go and come back quickly." I waved my hand, but I was holding the Yin and Yang order in my hand, for fear that this head would immediately find a disciple to bully me as soon as the leader took the letter away.

"Huh." The headmaster saw me coming and going freely, his face was a little more disgusted, I smiled, if my master's seniority is confirmed, I can still be your brother regardless of cultivation level !

But after all, I couldn’t talk nonsense about what I was thinking about. Seeing that the head jumped and left, I asked the three disciples who were still kidnapping next to me: "What is the name of your head?"

"Le Zhengling." The disciple said to me.

"Oh, it turns out that it’s not your master’s son... Then how many cultivators do your sects have?" I tentatively said that there are three to four hundred disciples here. The Nanxian Sword Sect should implement an elite policy, Ghost King. To go up the mountain.

And the market below should be a place for low-level cultivators to practice. They need to do some miscellaneous things. This is indeed a very professional place for cultivation.

"Boy, stole our deep-sea pearls, thinking that it can be justified? A letter, even if you are too in charge, will not save you!" Lu Dingtian said coldly.

"Hehe, I didn't get the deep-sea pearls. Look for me? I can't pull them out for you, am I?" I sneered. Lu Dingtian didn't know his position in the school.

"You!" Lu Ding was trembling in the weather, and he almost went crazy on the spot.

"Senior Brother Lu, why bother to talk nonsense with a human being? If something really goes wrong, the head will deal with it, and it is not our turn to say more." A man stood out from the crowd, dressed up with short hair and face. Thin.

"I heard that this person is quite powerful. A human dared to break into the South China Sea alone and stole our deep-sea pearls. I really want to compare and see what he is capable of." A woman walked over with a grin. At about age old, Dan Feng's eyes and thin lips seemed to be nothing tolerant.

"Brother Lu, you are afraid that you can't beat him. Just now you took so many juniors and younger sisters out. Didn't you also get hostages back in a desperate way?" The other two disciples who have reached the peak are beside you. He ridiculed.

Lu Dingtian was impatient and chased me for the longest time. He was very unhappy with me at first, and then there was an opening to vent, he drew his sword and pointed at me: "My juniors and juniors are still in your hands. , If you come to visit our masters sincerely, please let them go. If not, let me blame Lu Dingtian for not knowing how to treat guests!"

"Oh, let you go, right? There are too many bullies and few people don't know how to find a better reason!" I sneered, and with a wave of my hand, the shackles of the three disciples in front were all released.

"There is another one!" Lu Dingtian's eyes showed a fierce light. He took the disciple out, and of course he had to bring it back safely.

"I just let it go when I see your master, or else I surrounded you with so many people. Wouldn’t it be bad? Let’s talk about the ugly first. Just be honest. Don’t try to do anything to me. I have many ways to escape from here. There are many ways to make your younger brother and younger sister die silently." I threatened.

"You!" Lu Dingtian was already very angry, and the other brothers and sisters who were with him were equally angry.

While talking, head Le Zhengling is back.

Le Zhengling arched his hand at me, his expression was still very cold. When I saw the momentum, the secret path was not good, and the Yin-Yang Ling and the blue talisman in his hand were all activated.

"The Supreme Sovereign retreats to practice, it is not important to hit a higher level of cultivation. The two mountain elders did not allow me to travel." Le Zhengling said lightly.

The letter in his hand was turned over in his hand, and it seemed to sparkle.

"Hehe, burn it, but I forgot to tell you, Le Zhengling, my master Qiu Cunzhi has already stepped into the realm of ghosts and immortals. Sending me here is just to visit old friends. If you think you can afford the cause and effect, , Even if you come to trouble me." I sneered, staring at Le Zhengling with a proud expression.

The surrounding ghosts are all in an uproar, setting foot on the ghosts and immortals, which means that there are cultivators against the sky in the ghosts, that is, their masters are far away, and the strength of a ghost and immortal wants to step down the Nanxian Sword Sect. It's so simple.

"This letter belongs to Uncle Qiu? Has he set foot on a ghost?" Le Zhengling took a deep breath, and the letter in his hand returned to its original appearance. He didn't dare to burn it. This burn was afraid of even Nanxianjian. Pie also burned for him.

"Le Zhengling, you are still the head, you want to burn letters without asking anyone, and you are not afraid of causing terrible disaster!" I laughed mockingly, this kind of ridicule I love to do things about being a big banner.

Le Zhengling was afraid that my cultivation level was not high, so he thought that my master got out of nowhere, so he was unscrupulous. But when he heard of his master's name, he was frightened like this, which also shows that the master's name resounded around him.

Even if Master hadn't set foot on the ghosts and immortals, he would be fast. This time, the blood cloud coffin stored a lot of yin energy. As long as I condense into the purple bamboo knot and gather a powerful yin qi block for Master to attack the ghosts and immortals, it seems to be almost the same.

"You!" Le Zhengling also felt that the steps were too high and he couldn't get down, and a group of disciples were a little angry, obviously repelling me as an outsider.

I'm not here to play either, so I can't give them a good face. Besides, everyone knows that I am a human being. This is already repellent in itself.

"I don't know when the senior Nangong will leave? There must be some time, right?" I asked.

"It's unlucky for you to come, you will leave the customs three days later." Le Zhengling was a little unhappy after answering, he felt that he was leading me by the nose.

"Oh, well, I'll come back in three days. Believe that I stay here. The beautiful disciple who abducted, just follow me for three days. Your disciple is too fierce. I'm afraid that I will be recruited. I will wait for Nangong. The old man is out, and I will come back to apologize again." I said, waving my hand and preparing to leave.

"Wait! Don't go! The disciple stays, and the pearls come back! Otherwise, I would rather risk the world's disgrace, and I would force you to stay!" Lu Dingtian's anger was throbbing, and the sword he pulled out again pointed at me. "You stole our pearls and took our disciples. How could I let you leave easily!"

"The disciples of the Nanxian Sword Sect are all the same as you. I guess I will hang up before seeing your master." I said lightly, looking at Le Zhengling.

"Lu Dingtian! Stay aside!" Le Zhengling scolded, and then a smile gradually melted on his cold face: "I am a guest from afar, since I belonged to Master Qiu, I belong to the Nanxian Sword Sect. How about staying in our Jianpai’s guest room for a few days? When the time comes, I’m going to leave the door too, so I’ll let you know."

How do I think that Le Zhengling's smile is so permeating, and this group of ghost king disciples are all showing bad faces, if I step on my front foot, will ten thousand swords fly?

Stay or not?

I hurriedly turned my head and looked at the surrounding environment. It was indeed good, and the master’s name also bluffed Le Zhengling. If there is no danger, leaving it is actually a very good choice. It can digest the blood cloud and store it before the coffin. the power of.

I was groaning. Le Zhengling seemed to know my concerns, so he said: "It's under the door of Mr. Qiu, but now you and the bandits have stolen the deep-sea pearls from our door, and you have taken the disciples under my door. , It’s impossible to put this matter anywhere, why don’t you wait for the elder Taishang to leave the customs before deciding responsibility? You don’t want a group of disciples to follow you, right?"

"Alright, then I will stay for three days first." I nodded.