The Little Village's Ultimate Doctor

Chapter 1406 The ghost emperor who wants to cry but has no tears

Chapter 81

In the col.

There is a temple.

The scale is not large, only a hundred and ten square meters, with Yue Temple written on it.

Long Xiaoshan stepped into the Yue Temple, and there was a golden statue enshrined in the temple. Looking at the appearance, it was indeed Yue Ling.

Returned from the last battle at Wanlong Mountain.

Long Xiaoshan built a temple for Yue Ling.

Let him shelter.

Although they are not righteous gods, there are many superstitions in the countryside, and there are many miscellaneous false gods. The snake gods similar to the Snake Witch Cult are false gods.

Although he is a false god, he can still condense his divine power if he accepts more incense and has believers.

With Long Xiaoshan's influence, the temple he built for Yue Ling has its own luck. In addition, Yue Ling appeared from time to time and protected Longyang Village. Now it is famous all over the world.

Every day, more and more nearby villagers come to offer incense.

As soon as Long Xiaoshan stepped into the temple, he felt the sculpture's eyes move, followed by a gust of black air gushing out of the sculpture, condensing Yue Ling's body in a blink of an eye, but unlike before, Yue Ling seemed to have many A layer of faint golden light.

"Xiao Shan, you're back." Yue Ling greeted.

"Brother Xiaoshan." Another ghost condensed out, and it was Xiao Ning.

"Xiao Ning." Long Xiaoshan nodded with a smile.

"Brother, how are you doing recently?"

Yue Ling said: "I'm fine. What you said is really effective. Although my ghost body has not recovered, I feel that there is an extra layer of incense and vow power to protect the ghost body and make it more solid."

"That's good, but brother, I'm here to give you good things today." Long Xiaoshan waved his hand.

Crash.

A large number of yin crystal nuclei poured down, and soon, a small mountain was formed on the ground.

"This is... the Yin Crystal Core." Yue Ling exclaimed after concentrating his eyes.

He could hardly believe his eyes.

The Yin crystal nucleus needs a ghost king-level ghost to condense. There are probably at least thousands of them on the ground, how is it possible.

Moreover, there are hundreds of them that have condensed into relics.

This is probably only the top ghost king can condense.

He dare not believe it: "Where did you get it?"

Yin crystal cores are extremely rare. Not to mention that ghost kings are difficult to kill, but they are easy to kill. It is impossible to find thousands of ghost kings.

"I brought this from the Changping Ancient Battlefield."

"Chang Ping!" Yue Ling was shocked when he heard that, "You actually went there. It is said that there is a huge seal that seals hundreds of thousands of vicious souls. You are dying."

"Brother Yue, isn't my fate good?" Long Xiaoshan said with a relaxed smile.

Yue Ling shook his head and said, "You are really good at taking risks. If something happens to you, you don't even think about your siblings. Do you still want to have another incident with Wanlong Mountain?"

Long Xiaoshan rubbed his nose and said, "Big brother taught me that I will be careful. By the way, big brother, these are enough for you to recover."

"I don't need so much." Yue Ling was a little speechless: "It's enough for you to give me a few."

"It's okay, it's said that this can be used to improve one's cultivation, use it as much as you can, and improve as much as you can." Long Xiaoshan said casually.

"That won't work either. If I really want to swallow so many Yin crystal cores, I have to explode my body, and ghost practice is not that simple. I have never tried how to use Yin crystal cores to practice." Yue Ling said .

Long Xiaoshan's eyes flashed: "It's okay, I'll find someone to help you, Yang Yun, come out for me."

Long Xiaoshan sacrificed a magic weapon.

call!
A gust of cold wind blew up flatly, and all the candles in the temple were extinguished in an instant. The surrounding walls and the ground were covered with hoarfrost by the cold air. Yue Ling and Xiao Ning beside him trembled a little.

A group of huge ghost shadows filled the entire temple, the black ghost body rolled like ink, and the white will-o'-the-wisps in the eyes rolled, reflecting the ghosts crying and howling in the temple, extremely fierce.

After the ghost figure appeared, Yue Ling and Xiao Ning became even more frightened in their eyes!
The terrible oppression made the two of them almost unable to support the ghost body, trembling.

With a wave of his hand, Long Xiaoshan slapped the ghost away: "If you want you to come out, what are you doing making such a big noise? Scaring people."

Pfft!
The ghost flipped around on the ground a few times, quickly restrained its breath, knelt on the ground and said: "Master, forgive me, I don't know what orders Master has for summoning the little ghost."

Seeing the ghostly figure appearing ferocious and powerful, he knelt in front of Long Xiaoshan in a blink of an eye, looking like a loyal servant.

Such a contrast.

Both Yue Ling and Xiao Ning were caught off guard.

As a ghost king.

Yue Ling could feel the horror of this ghost even more.

The fear and oppression from the source made him understand that this ghost image might have surpassed the realm of ghost king.

This is definitely a ridiculously powerful ghost, no, it should be described as a ghost.

But such a powerful ghost would bow down to Long Xiaoshan.

Yue Ling couldn't believe it.

Although he knew that Long Xiaoshan was very powerful, the ghosts and gods above the ghost king might be comparable to the innate powerhouses of human beings, so how could they surrender at the foot of Long Xiaoshan.

"Get up." Long Xiaoshan said lightly.

"Yes, Master." Ghost Emperor got up and stood respectfully.

Long Xiaoshan pointed to Yue Ling and Xiao Ning and said, "Yang Yun, this is my elder brother Yue Ling and my younger sister Xiao Ning. When you see them in the future, you should see them as if you were seeing me. Brother Yue, Xiao Ning, this is what I received. Servant, Fengdu Ghost Emperor Yang Yun."

"Ghost Emperor Yang Yun." Yue Ling lost his voice.

Yang Yun, the ghost emperor, has occupied Fengdu for five hundred years. He became famous earlier than Gui Ming. He has always been a legend in the ghost way. Yue Ling was also a master back then, and he has been able to get in touch with many high-end figures in Yinmen, so he has naturally heard of it.

The Ghost Emperor's ability to live for five hundred years depends not only on prudence and luck, but also on his absolute strength, especially in Fengdu, when the Heavenly Master, Maoshan and other great factions that subdued and exorcised ghosts sent several innate experts to jointly encircle and suppress , did not kill the ghost emperor, it is said that the ghost emperor is completely immortal in Fengdu.

Fengdu is also known as the capital of ghosts.

Unexpectedly, the legendary ghost emperor who has been in the Yinmen for five hundred years was actually subdued by Long Xiaoshan.

"Oh, you know this emperor?" Yang Yun unknowingly put on the airs of the ghost emperor again. After all, a ghost king with Yue Ling's cultivation level is really not in his eyes, and he can find dozens of them at random.

"I've seen Senior Ghost Emperor." Yue Ling cupped his hands and said.

Yang Yun hummed in a neutral tone.

boom!
Long Xiaoshan slapped Yang Yun on the head, flattening his head, and said: "What are you pretending to be, this is my elder brother, did you talk to my elder brother like this?"

Yang Yun screamed in pain.

Long Xiaoshan's slap contained divine power.

It hit his ghost body, and smoke came out.

"I was wrong, master, I was wrong, this... Yue, brother Yue." Yang Yun wanted to cry but had no choice but to bow his head under the eaves.

"This, this is so bad, Senior Ghost Emperor, please call me by my name, let's talk about our own, Xiao Shan, don't make things difficult for Senior Ghost Emperor." Yue Ling didn't know how Long Xiaoshan subdued Yang Yun, But it was too much for Tangtang to call him big brother after a senior who had lived for five hundred years.

(End of this chapter)