After the ghost king was sealed

Every year during the ghost month, the gates of Hades are wide open.

Various ghosts roam the world, and each faction in the metaphysical world will send a large number of disciples into the world to supervise the ghosts and maintain peace and order in the world.

Xuanpai is no exception.

It was July [-]th when the Jade Sacrifice came. Except for a few disciples who guarded Xuanshan on Xuanshan Mountain, most of the disciples had accepted the mission and were not on the mountain.

After the two brothers Han Yuke and Han Yushou completed the task, they were assigned by their master to guard the gate of Xuanshan for a week.

Leaning against the mountain gate, Han Yuke was talking to his brother Han Yushou, when he suddenly felt a fierce murderous aura.

Han Yuke looked up, and saw Yuji, who was wearing a white T-shirt, blue jeans, and white sneakers, walking up the steps step by step.

Every step you take, your momentum will increase.

Han Yuke raised his eyebrows: "Yo, our ghost queen..."

Before Han Yuke finished speaking, a piece of light golden talisman flew out of Yuji's hand with a whoosh, and stuck it on Han Yuke's forehead.

Han Yuke opened his mouth, unable to move.

Immediately afterwards, Yuji flicked his left hand, and a piece of the same talisman paper was pasted on Han Yushou's forehead. Han Yushou maintained the movement of pulling out his pocket, unable to move.

Then, a large light golden net formed in the air, covering Han Yuke and Han Yushou.

With a flash of golden light, there was a light golden palm-sized ball left on the ground, following Yu Ji's feet, bouncing and bouncing.

After tidying up the Han family brothers who were guarding the gate, Yuji continued to walk up step by step.

Jade Sacrifice went all the way through the martial arts training ground, and then walked smoothly through the dormitories of ordinary disciples, accepting everyone he saw.

The fist-sized Wanyao.com swelled to the size of a football.

Through the golden light, one can vaguely see a pile of black objects lying in disorder inside.

They are all disciples of the Xuan sect.

On the mountainside about to reach Linghu, Yuji met an indifferent young man.

The young man was wearing a black and white xuan school uniform, standing on the jade steps, with a scarlet talisman sandwiched between the index finger and middle finger of his left hand. The powerful evil force surrounded the young man's fingers, creating gusts of wind.

Yu Ji glanced at the young man and kept walking.

The talisman between the young man's fingers burned.

The golden football bounced up with a whoosh, swallowed the paper talisman in the young man's hand with a snort, and then heard a muffled rumbling sound inside the football.

The young man frowned, and flipped his hand to produce another paper talisman.

Wan Yaowang jumped up and down, and opened a hole soundlessly.

Through the opening, the young man saw the blood-swollen Xuanpa disciples inside who had been blasted by the blood talisman.

The power of the blood talisman is clear to the young man himself, and if another one is eaten by Wanyaowang, the disciples of the Xuan sect inside will probably be disabled.

youth:"……"

The Wanyao Net, which can trap everything in the universe, is simply a bug!

The young man was blocked by the rascal's net of ten thousand demons. Jade Sacrifice missed the young man and went to the spiritual pool on the back of the mountain.

The spiritual pond of the Xuanpai is on a platform on the hillside behind the Xuanpai. It is built of jade, surrounded by a pool of crystal clear water, filled with thin mist.

Standing by the pool, Yu Ji felt the majestic pure aura in the spirit pool, and the golden football bound by more than a dozen Xuan sect disciples followed and bounced at Yu Ji's feet.

The spiritual pool of the Xuan School is one of the three treasures in the metaphysics world.

It is rumored that the Xuanpa Lingchi was created in heaven and earth, and the aura tumbling in it is innate aura, which can cleanse all the dirt in the world, and even wash away the sins of people.

It's a pity that the aura of heaven and earth has dissipated, and now Lingchi can only rely on external force to maintain its false reputation.

On the top of a secluded mountain, Master Mu Chang in Taoist robes sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, meditating with his eyes closed.The mountain wind roared in, but the corner of Mu Changshi's clothes remained motionless, leaving the dust lightly.

"Master! Jade Festival is here!"

Master Mu Chang slowly opened his eyes: "If you're in a panic, what's the proper way? If someone breaks into the mountain, just fight them out."

"Yuji took Wanyaowang all the way straight to the Lingchi, but all the senior brothers who made a move were trapped in the net by Wanyaowang! The senior brother was swallowed by Wanyaowang as soon as he made a move, and all the blows were his own disciples. I can't stop it at all!"

Master Mu frowned: "Lingchi?"

What did Yu Ji go to Lingchi for?What's in the Lingchi?

"not good!"

Mu Changshi's heart skipped a beat, he got up in a whiz, turned around and flew towards the mountainside, ignoring his immortal demeanor.

Yuji looked at the mist rolling in the aura, felt the breath of the ghost king in the aura, and slowly raised his hand.

To move the seal of his sweetheart, extract the ghost power of his sweetheart and turn it into some spiritual energy to nourish the disciples, and let him sign an eternal marriage contract to restrain the ghost king, Master Mu Chang is really shameless and cunning.

Between Yuji's slender and fair fingers, there were stacks of Pisces Yin-Yang Explosive Talismans with aura of aura.

This spirit pool has long since lost its abundant spiritual energy when it was created by heaven thousands of years ago. Now, it is only relying on the ghost power of his sweetheart to barely support the reputation of the Three Realms Supreme Treasure.

The name does not match the reality, it is better not to be here.

"Junior dare!"

After receiving the summons, Master Mu Chang hurried over from the top of the mountain all the way across the sky, and happened to see the blasting talisman held between Yu Ji's fingers.

The members of the Yu family took the path of violence, and the ancestors of the Yu family even developed a blasting talisman that was so lethal that it was abnormally powerful.

That piece of talisman paper can blow up a mountain, and the stack in Yuji's hand is more than enough to blow up his Xuanshan Mountain! !

This is the Xuan sect, how dare Yu Ji! !

The jade priest raised his hand.

Explosive talismans burning with warm orange flames flowed one after another and landed in the beautiful spirit pool.

Yu Ji told Master Mu Chang with actions that he had nothing to dare.

"Straight!"

Mu Changshi bared his eyes, pulled out his sword from the Qiankun bag, and raised his hand to trigger the thunder.

There was a sudden thunderbolt in the clear sky.

The lavender lightning was attracted by the sword, surrounded the tip of the sword, and then slashed towards Yuji fiercely by Master Mu Chang.

Yu Ji raised his hand to draw the aura of heaven and earth.

Draw the yin and yang Pisces blasting talisman with both hands, join ten!

The talisman, which was as bright as the scorching sun, collided with the purple sky thunder fiercely, and a strong wind erupted, and the cold young man who blocked the jade sacrifice was blown back two steps.

But the Jade Sacrifice didn't move at all.

Dispelling Master Mu Chang's angry blow, the spirit pool behind Yuji was shattered under the destruction of the blasting talisman.

The shiny jade wall turned to gray in an instant, and the surging clear water in the spiritual pool turned into mist. Yu Ji threw out a few light golden talisman papers with his backhand, covering the mist formed by the aura.

When Mu Changshi fell to the ground with a single blow, the spiritual pool that the Xuan sect had supported for thousands of years had already turned into a huge black pit, and even the spiritual energy that had turned into mist was collected into the universe by the jade sacrifice. bag.

The black pit was like a gaping mouth, mocking Master Priest.

Master Mu staggered at his feet, ignoring the demeanor of the head of the school: "The spirit pool is a gift from heaven and earth, and it is the treasure of the Three Realms! Soak in the spirit pool for a day, and your cultivation will improve by leaps and bounds. It has only been like this for thousands of years. You How can it be destroyed!"

"Yuji, we forced you to marry under the order of the ghost king. We are the ones who can't live with you and your Yu clan. If you are angry, you can send it to me, Xiangxuan. But the Three Realms are innocent, and the Lingchi is innocent! How many young people's future!"

Master Mu Chang has lived for nearly a hundred years, and his thoughts are meticulous and unpredictable. When he gets angry, he still doesn't forget to give jade sacrifices and blame the ghost king.

The Jade Sacrifice is warm and flat: "The righteousness of the common people in the world, I, a vulgar person, can't understand, you speak human language."

Master Mu Chang was anxious: "Yuji, do you know what you are doing!? This is the treasure of the Three Realms! What you are destroying is the future of the Three Realms!!"

Yu Ji looked sideways at Master Mu Chang.

Master Mu's eyes were red, his chest heaved rapidly, and the veins in his hand holding the sword were bulging. It seemed that he was really angry.

Yuji sneered: "The three realms really have no future."

Master Mu Chang was so angry that he raised his hand to split the jade offering.

Yu Ji glanced at the owner indifferently, and took out a stack of Yu's blasting talismans with his backhand.

"Yesterday was a day of great joy for me and the ghost king. I didn't want to spoil my marriage contract ceremony with the ghost king, so I endured your tricks. But from now on, it will be different."

The light golden talisman paper was swung by Yu Ji with a wave of his hand.

Under Mu Changshi's horrified eyes, they landed on the jade steps of Xuanshan Mountain one after another, and landed in the martial arts training ground and the dormitory of Xuanpai disciples farther away.

In an instant, the buildings and trees on the hillside of Xuanshan Mountain, as well as the clouds floating in the air, all turned into floating dust just like the Lingchi Lake.

The mountainside, which was lush and fairy-like a few seconds ago, suddenly became a plucked chicken, with yellow soil and black rocks exposed.

Master Mu Chang's eyes were about to burst, and he raised his hand to strike a sword!

Yuji threw a blasting talisman over, and the whole person retreated to the bottom of the pit lightly by the force of the blast.

The spirit pool draws the soul power of the ghost king, and there must be a formation layout.

Master Mu couldn't succeed with one blow, so he raised his foot to pursue him, but just as he stepped forward, Master Mu saw a golden ball the size of a football blocking him.

Golden Tuanzi gurgled, opened his mouth and spat out a bloody, unconscious person.

He is a disciple of Xuanpai.

Master Mu Chang was so angry that his beard flew off: "Yuji, how can you be so unreasonable! You disrespect your elders, ignore the laws of the Three Realms, and destroy the Xuanshan Lingchi. You are a sinner in the Three Realms!"

Yuji cast a glance at Mu Changshi: "Three Realms? Heh."

Yu Ji didn't bother to talk to Master Mu Chang.

He walked a few steps in the smooth pit worn by the blasting talisman, but he didn't see the formation, but saw a vermilion wooden box in the center of the bottom of the pit.

The box is only the size of a palm, half of it is inlaid on the mountain wall, and the other half is exposed outside. The exposed side of the box is smooth and colorful.

The surrounding hard rocks were all turned into fly ash. How could such a wooden box be perfectly fine?

Yuji pulled the box out of the rock.

The box was square and seamless, without locks or openings, except for a hole around one side.

Count them, seven in total.

The shape and size of the holes are somewhat familiar.

Yuji's pupils shrank slightly.

"Myriad monsters."

Put the box into the Qiankun bag, Yuji greets Wanyaowang.

The Ten Thousand Monster Nets bouncing on the edge of the pit paused, a golden light flashed, and a hole the size of a fist opened.

"puff"

"puff"

"puff"

Clothed in rags, the ashen-headed and unconscious disciples of the Xuan sect who were blown up were like dumplings, plopping and plopping into the pit.

When spitting out the brothers of the Han family, Wan Yaowang intentionally threw it farther, and picked the angle so that it hit the ground face-to-face.

Throwing everyone into the deep pit, Wan Yaowang shrinks to the size of a fist, jumps up and down, turns into a streamer, and sinks into Yuji's chest.

Jade Sacrifice volleyed in the air and fell out of the pit in one step.

In the blink of an eye again, Yuji went out of the range of Xuanshan Mountain and walked far away.

Xuanshan was given the freedom to come and go by the Jade Festival, and Master Mu Chang was angry.

Seeing the disciples with tattered clothes and gray faces at the bottom of the pit, Master Mu's face became even more ugly.

The indifferent young man beside Master Mu lowered his eyes.

When the Lingchi was destroyed by the Jade Festival and the wooden box was taken away by the Jade Festival, in a certain palace in Xuandi not far from Xuanshan Mountain, the cheerful mist in the center of the palace suddenly stopped.

A corner of the jade coffin surrounded by mist was exposed.

After a while, the mist surged cheerfully again, but it was thinner than before.

Inside the Hall of Nine Serenity, the Ghost King, who was lying on his side resting bored, trembled his eyelashes, slowly opened his eyes, and moved his fingers.

Like, something's wrong there?

Jade Sacrifice goes all the way back to Jade Mansion.

After entering his own room and closing the door, Yuji put the red wooden box in the Qiankun bag on the bed.

Yuji sat cross-legged and looked inside his dantian.

In the whirling vortex of inner air, the red sandalwood beads floated quietly, calm and indifferent. When Yuji looked at him, the beads moved slowly, as if greeting him.

The size and shape of the beads are exactly the same as the seven holes on the palm-sized red wooden box.