Why do they always want me to change my filial piety?

Lu Ran and Xiao Xueqing looked at each other and walked inside together.

The former condensed a series of yin and yang fish, while the latter sacrificed the Spring and Autumn Glazed Cup.

Generally speaking, ordinary ghosts die with great resentment, and their souls are dominated by resentment, so they will turn into ghosts.

And if the monk dies and turns into a ghost, it will be much more vicious and possess various strange means.

At this moment, the two stepped into the black mist side by side, and the gale wind that contained the traces of evil suddenly hit.

The yin-yang fish covering Lu Ran's body condensed into a vortex, and in an instant the wind was devoured and refined.

"Is this Xiaoran's method to deal with Yin Sha?"

Seeing this scene, Xiao Xueqing was a little surprised.

While thinking about it, I saw waves of fresh air flowing from her body, pouring it into the Spring and Autumn Glazed Cup, and instantly the blazing white flame flickered, dispelling the non-stop attacking evil spirits, as well as the dense black mist around her.

Looking at the strange mountain stream in front of him, Lu Ran took out the jade slip given by the Immortal Pavilion, followed the map engraved on it, determined the direction, and went to the Qinghe ghost grave.

Unknowingly, the mountain stream became so quiet that even the sound of the wind could not be heard.

The little fox, who was nibbling on a spiritual fruit, gently moved his cheeks, lowered the sound of chewing, and scanned the surroundings with black and white button-like eyes.

After walking for a while, Lu Ran suddenly frowned, and looked at a dead tree: "We've been here just now, it's an illusion!"

Hearing this, Xiao Xueqing made a magic seal with her slender hands, and the bright light illuminated the area. This is indeed the method of Confucianism and Taoism to get rid of falsehood!

"Buzz!"

In an instant, ripples of clear air swept across the eyes.

Strange voices sounded, cries and roars were intertwined, and dozens of ghost figures gathered around at some point and disappeared into nothingness in an instant.

But immediately after, the black mist in front of his eyes condensed into a huge hideous mouth, devouring towards the two of them.

Lu Ran cast a soul-stirring spell, piercing through the black mist directly, making it disappear in ashes.

His "Six Yao Soul Concentration Technique" is a yin and yang Taoism technique that only cultivates the soul, and it has extremely terrifying lethality against ghosts.

"There are too many ghosts here!"

"Xiaoran, we have to speed up."

With a dignified expression, Xiao Xueqing shot out a clear light to open the way, and her red lips parted lightly.

Lu Ran nodded, instead of rushing forward quickly.

Although he and Xiao Xueqing's fighting power is extremely strong, and they are not afraid of any ghosts, they don't want to waste too much of their true essence and soul power.

"Huh... uh..."

But it didn't take long before more strange and strange spirits and ghosts appeared, covering them like black clouds.

These ghosts vary in size, they all have Biyou eyes, greedy, crazy, staring at the two of them brutally, and burst into sharp strange whistling sounds one after another.

The howls of so many ghosts erupted, like surging tsunamis, with extremely terrifying power, trying to drown everything.

Perceiving this scene, the coldness in Lu Ran's eyes flashed away, starting with six lines of hexagrams, the eight ancient characters of Qian, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kun, and Dui condensed into eight trigrams, suddenly roll out.

"Buzz...buzz...buzz!"

Just listening to the turmoil of the howling sound of the spirit, the surging tsunami was instantly annihilated, and thousands of ghosts were instantly wiped out.

Chapter No.16 Crossing the Ghost River

On the other side, in an extremely desolate and cold place, countless graves are scattered, the wind is blowing, and the sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves is endless.

The depths of the cemetery were covered by thick fog, and a stone tablet engraved with ancient patterns could be vaguely seen standing upright, and a desolate and desolate atmosphere permeated the air.

"Thorn..."

Suddenly, a blazing lightning pierced through the void, casting the entire cemetery pale and gloomy.

In front of the cemetery, there appeared a pair of leaning poles, carrying blood-colored sedan chairs, quietly appearing.

The blood-colored sedan chair was carried by four figures. They were all wearing pale clothes, with stiff smiles on their faces, and blue spots on their bodies. They were obviously not alive.

Almost at the same time, a burst of violent energy was set off, and another figure also came here.

He was bare-chested, with fiery red long hair fluttering, as strong as a bear, and a violent and bloodthirsty aura swept out of his body.

Looking at the blood-red sedan chair, a gleam flashed in the eyes of the red-haired man, and he said coldly, "You want to grab that stele from me?"

An indifferent voice came from inside the sedan chair: "I only want those two heavenly ghosts."

His voice was very strange, half of it was the hoarse and vicissitudes of the old man, and half of it was the childish innocence. The two voices were intertwined, forming an extremely strong sense of strangeness.

Hearing this, the red-haired man stopped talking, and stomped his feet fiercely, like a meteorite falling to the center of the graveyard.

Seeing him make a move, a figure with a distorted and ugly face and a short figure like a child flashed out of the blood-red sedan chair.

"Boom...Boom..."

At this moment, the two tallest mounds in the center of the cemetery exploded, and two ghosts with a cold and violent aura appeared.

They were surrounded by extremely strong evil spirits, and their green eyes surged with murderous intent, bringing a gust of dark wind and rushing towards the two of them.

"From today onwards, I am your master!"

The ugly child-like figure showed no fear at all, but instead smiled in satisfaction, stretched out his hand to grab it, and turned it into a big handprint intertwined with ghostly aura, suppressing it.

"Unbelievable!"

Staring at the attacking sky ghost, the red-haired man sneered, his muscles were twisted all over his body, his body was covered with a layer of fiery red lines, he punched out, and the violent aura raged.

"Boom...Boom..."

In an instant, the cemetery trembled, and a huge muffled sound resounded through the world, and evil spirits and ghost aura intertwined and wreaked havoc.

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At the same time, in Biyou Jian.

Lu Ran erupted that massacre of soul-stirring technique, killed nearly a thousand ghosts, and no more ghosts came forward, and they all started to flee in extreme panic.

Lu Ran was a little surprised by this.

He thought that these ghosts were not afraid of death, they were all the same, and they were afraid that even ghosts would not be able to do it after they were wiped out.

"Xiaoran, look ahead."

Suddenly, Xiao Xueqing's voice came from beside my ear.

Hearing this, Lu Ran looked forward.

As far as the eye can see, the fog has been dispelled by Confucianism and Taoism, and what appears in front of you is a ghost river.

The Ghost River is boundless, with no shore to be seen, and the inside of the river is pitch black, with no depth to be seen.

And above the ghost river, there are huge whirlpools intertwined with ghost energy, pulling everything around.

"According to the guidance on the map, as long as you cross this ghost river, you will find a ghost grave in front of you!"

"It's just that you can't walk in the air here, otherwise you will be sucked into the vortex and be torn apart by the infinite ghost energy."

Lu Ran looked at the jade slip in his hand and said softly.

While speaking, he took out a piece of rice paper from the ring and folded it into a kite.

"Om..."

Immediately, he stretched out his hand a little, and the yin and yang fish intertwined and turned into black and white silk threads, controlling the kite to stick to the ghost river and gallop forward.

This is [Yin-Yang Puppet Art], you can control people or things by holding a string in your hand.

In the eyes of Lu Ran and Xiao Xueqing, just after the kite flew less than ten feet away, a huge vortex suddenly appeared in the river, and then exploded instantly, splashing water all over the sky.

"Boom!"

The next moment, a ferocious-looking ghost beast appeared, waved its pitch-black claws, tore apart the paper kite, and erupted a burst of neighing that could affect the mind.

Lu Ran saw its appearance clearly.

His whole body was pitch black, as if cast from black gold, exuding a strange aura.

It has a weird shape, with three heads, the middle head looks like an ape, the left and right heads are snake head and bird head, the body is covered by black scales, shining with metallic luster, it looks powerful and powerful.

These three ghost beasts obviously have physical existence, and because they have absorbed ghost energy and evil intentions, their low roars can erode the soul.

"Sister Xueqing, I will use Taoism to take you there!"

"You use the spring and autumn glazed lamp to resist the erosion of Yin evil, and at the same time dispel the fog in front of you."

Lu Ran looked at Xiao Xueqing and said.

I don't know what kind of creatures exist in the ghost river, so we must be careful.

"En!" Xiao Xueqing naturally had no objection, and responded lightly.

She has seen Xiaoran perform the [Fuyao] Dao method, which is an extremely fast movement method, and it is also a great killing technique that can condense terrifying killing energy.

After getting the consent, Lu Ran's body was half-bent, his left hand was placed on the soft leg wrapped in a snow-white skirt, and his right hand embraced the graceful and slender waist, hugging her like a princess.

Feeling the warm breath of her own Xiaoran and the warmth of her palms, Xiao Xueqing's gentle and pretty face flushed, and wrapped her arms around his neck like lotus root jade arms.

Thinking of the unexpected kiss that night, coupled with the intimacy now, she only felt that her cheeks and ears were hot, and she felt a little shy in her heart.

Of course, she does not reject being intimate with her own Xiaoran, because this feeling, which she has never experienced before, is somewhat unique and wonderful!

At this time, Lu Ran told the little fox sitting on his shoulder: "Hey, if something unexpected happens in a while, you will have to show your claws!"

"Hey~ Hey!"

The little fox nodded and waved her fluffy snow-white paws to show that she was fine.

"Gee~"

On the right shoulder, seeing that everyone has missions, but she doesn't, Xiaoqing hastily called out to show that she still exists.

Xiao Xueqing smiled sweetly: "Xiaoqing, pay attention to the vortex of ghost energy in the air to prevent any accidents."

Xiaoqing is still in her infancy, she is like a little girl in the human race, she is extremely eager to show off, and wants to prove herself.

"Gee~"

With the arrangement of her own master, Xiaoqing raised her head and stared at the midair very seriously.

But at this moment, Lu Ran used the [Fuyao] Taoism, with the Kunpeng Dao pattern and black and white runes intertwined all over his body, directly turning into a giant hundred-foot-tall Kun, swaying its giant tail, and instantly submerged into the Ghost River.

"Whoa!"

With a splash of water, the giant kun flickered forward at an extremely terrifying speed.

At this time, Xiao Xueqing also sacrificed the Spring and Autumn Glazed Cup, controlled by her own fresh energy, and dispelled the extremely thick black mist, as well as the endless evil spirits that came from the sky...

Chapter No.17

Just like when [Yin Yang Puppet Art] controlled the kite before, Lu Ran, who had transformed into a kun with the [Swinging] method, had just sprinted less than a hundred feet away, and huge whirlpools appeared in the ghost river instantly.

More than a hundred three-headed ghost beasts were looted from it, and the ape head in the middle let out a deep and strange roar.

Such intensive roars are intertwined, resounding like a torrential rain, eroding the soul.

When the roar broke out, more than a hundred three-headed ghost beasts stared fiercely at the hundred-foot-tall giant kun, and their drooping heads on the left and right suddenly lifted up. Wind and black flames.

The wind helped the fire to rise, and the ghost river suddenly rolled up a series of wind and fire tornadoes that connected the sky and the earth, sweeping across the sky and covering the earth, and even the void seemed to be a lot more anxious.

Facing this scene, Xiao Xueqing's beautiful eyes lingered with fresh air, and while controlling the Spring and Autumn Glazed Cup to disperse the black mist and evil spirits, she wrote an inscription in the void with her slender hands, and inscribed the word "Mie"!

"Buzz!"

The word "Mie" swelled against the storm in an instant, forming hundreds of feet, roaring towards all the attacking enemies.

When the two sides collided, whether it was the terrifying killing of three ghost beasts or the overwhelming wind and fire tornado, they all trembled suddenly, and then disappeared on the spot.

Confucian and Taoist monks need to establish their lives before entering the realm of conferring a king, so that they can draw the clean energy of the world for their own use and display the supernatural power of [verbal criticism and pen attack].

Compared with other Taoisms, Confucianism and Taoism have both offensive and defensive capabilities, and their strength is stronger.

Especially the Great Confucian who has stepped into the realm of the emperor, who has mastered the supernatural power of [Speaking Follows the Law]. As long as you move your mouth a little, it will be a law that can suppress everything.

Just when the countless killings were annihilated by the supernatural power of [Word and Pen], the hundred-foot giant kun evolved by the [Fuyao] Taoism swung its tail with a dao pattern, turned into a bright and dazzling light group, and rushed out.

"Boom...boom...boom!"