Those years when I practiced Taoism in the magic capital

Chapter 215 Ghost Slayer King [Eight Thousand Characters Chapter!Please subscribe!Ask for a monthly pass!Ask for a reward!beg】

After lunch, Zhang Qingyun continued to record talismans.

At night, Zhang Qingyun stopped. After dinner, Zhang Qingyun started to engrave talismans again. This time, the engraved talismans were more complicated than the previous ones: "Ghost King!"

After engraving a talisman, Zhang Qingyun raised his head and looked up at the sky: "There are no immortals and gods, and the king of ghosts is at ease in the world. I don't know what kind of strength it is?"

You have to be prepared, fully prepared.

In fact, Zhang Qingyun had no idea at all.

"Well, I'll go and see if I don't make a move. Whoever dies has nothing to do with me. If I can catch some little devils and kill them to earn some merit, it will be regarded as a benefit."

There is Zhang Daoyi and the others in front of him, and they are charging, so they can attract the attention of the ghost king.

"Tsk tsk, these are all cannon fodder, two Qi Refining First Layers, leading a group of ordinary people to exterminate the ghost king?!"

The more Zhang Qingyun thought about it, the more he felt that this group of people were really beyond their control.

The ghost king, Zhang Qingyun's current state, doesn't want to face it directly. To put it bluntly, Zhang Qingyun is now facing the ghost king, and he is afraid. This is called stupid.

Lying on the recliner, Zhang Qingyun threw the hook into the basin, and the hook fell down the Yinshan Mountain.

At this time, it was past eleven o'clock in the evening, close to midnight.

Before midnight, even a ghost will not appear in advance.Don't look at it before twelve o'clock, it is already night, and this period of time is exactly the period when the anode is in full bloom and the yin is born.

Even if it is twelve o'clock in the morning, the yang energy is not as strong as this time period.

At this time, when the ghosts come out, they are directly killed by the extremely strong Yang Qi, which is more powerful than the sun's rays!
This is the yang energy that permeates the world!

At zero o'clock in the morning, it is a point of balance between yin and yang, when yin qi gradually flourishes and yang qi gradually decreases. This time is suitable for the survival of yin objects, and yin objects slowly appear.

Until five o'clock in the morning, the cathode is full and the yang is born, and the yin begins to hibernate.

Throughout the year, no matter whether the days are long or the nights are short, or the days are short and the nights are long, this period of time is always dominated by Yin.

The fishhook stopped at the foot of a mountain, on a relatively large flat ground, where many tents were erected, one of which was not small, and the kerosene lamp inside was very bright.

The tent was full of people, and dozens of people sat on the ground.

"All gathered together, not afraid of being taken in one pot."

The strength of a large number of people refers to the situation where the individual combat power is not much different from the opponent's individual combat power.

There is a huge disparity in strength, gathering together, not only has a big goal, but also creates a chance for the other party to take over one's own side.

It's okay to disperse this group of people, but if they gather together, one evil ghost will kill them, let alone a ghost king.

What is Ghost King?

King of ghosts!

One side is the ghost king, the other side is hell, and there are countless ghosts and gods under him!

Yes, the ghost king has subordinates, even ghosts and gods.To put it more broadly, Yan Luo is nothing more than the king of ghosts.

In the underworld, since the beginning of the world, there have only been ghost kings from the ten directions.Moreover, these ghost kings are not canonized by heaven and earth, but are extremely powerful, occupying one side in the underworld, and become kings on their own.

The ghost king of the Yinshan Mountain is by no means a single ghost monopolizing the Yinshan Mountain, but should have many subordinates.

Zhang Qingyun is just a little puzzled. There are no gods and ghosts, and the ghost king is free and easy. For many years, he has never heard of the ghost king of the Yin Mountain. There are residents under the Yin Mountain, and there has been no harm to human life.

Since there are no immortal gods, and the ghost king is so powerful, why did he hide himself in the Yin Mountain?
If there are no immortals and gods, who can suppress the ghost king?

"What a weird ghost king."

Zhang Qingyun became more and more curious: "Could it be that this ghost king is still a kind ghost?"

The ghost king can only condense the ghost body by devouring countless ghosts, like a flesh body, coercing the world, suppressing a party of ghosts, how can he be a good person?
"Or, is the Ghost King sealed?"

Zhang Qingyun kept guessing, but in the end it was difficult to come up with an answer that convinced himself.

Reining in his thoughts, Zhang Qingyun looked at the tent: "It's up to you to lure out the ghost king."

"Eh, you group of people, even a ghost can kill them. It seems that the poor have to show their skills."

Perhaps it was because of the Taoist ancestor Xianshenglonghushan, or perhaps the reason why the Tianshi Mansion was Zhengyi's ancestral court. Zhang Daoyi presided over the meeting: "The Maoshan School is one of the representatives of talisman practice. The talismans written to destroy ghosts and gods Please fellow Taoist Mao Dafang, tell everyone how we can exterminate ghosts."

This is Zhang Daoyi's modesty. The Maoshan School is another name for the Shangqing School. Together with Longhu Mountain and Gezao Mountain, they are the three major talisman schools of Taoism, collectively known as the Sanshan Fulu School.

The three mountain talismans each have their own strengths. When it comes to the power of killing ghosts and killing gods, the Maoshan school has a slight advantage.

Mao Dafang is a Taoist priest in his 50s, and he is not wearing an orthodox Taoist robe, but a Tang suit.

Smiling while stroking his beard, Mao Dafang said: "Ghost killers are nothing more than chicken blood, black dog blood, cinnabar, and mahogany swords. Of course, these are just the killers for killing ordinary ghosts, and ghosts and the like are the killers for killing ghosts." , the effect is not very obvious.”

With a wave of Mao Dafang, several Taoist priests walked out of the tent, came back after a while, and entered the tent with a few big bags: "Come here, Pindao has prepared a lot of ghost-killing things, let's share some with you fellow Taoists."

The palm-sized bags of chicken blood and black dog blood were gradually handed out by several Taoist priests, and no one refused.

Even a group of monks in Songshan took these things silently.

A monk in his sixties muttered silently, and when he raised his head, he was already smiling: "Fellow Taoist Mao has prepared something to kill ghosts, and the poor monk has also prepared some."

With a wave of their hands, several monks carried a large travel bag into the tent: "Taoism has methods of Taoism, and Buddhism has the method of Buddhism. These rosary beads are engraved with Bodhisattva and Buddha, and they have the blessing of Buddha and Bodhisattva. One rosary can kill a ghost." , Every fellow Taoist, let’s have a rosary for each person, besides that, our Buddhist sect also has the authentic scriptures of superseding souls, and when the time comes, I will wait for the sutras to save the dead, which can be regarded as a means.”

"Well"

At this time, an old Taoist said: "Smear chicken blood on a weapon, and it becomes the simplest magic weapon. Just like a mahogany sword, if you smear chicken blood, its power will increase greatly."

The tent was busy for a while, and the Taoist monks silently smeared chicken blood on their weapons.

Zhang Qingyun almost laughed out loud: "Chicken blood, dog blood, and mahogany swords can indeed cause harm to ghosts such as wandering souls, but... without spells to drive them, they are dead things, and the restrained things inside cannot exert their power , is useless at all."

This is the same as what Zhang Qingyun saw before, smearing blood on the bullets, thinking that it can kill ghosts.

Without a charm, even if you soak the ghost in the dog's blood pool, you can't kill the ghost.

Ghosts hurt people, as well as animals. If these chicken blood can kill ghosts casually, then ghosts are too fragile. In the final analysis, they still need to be driven by spells.

Just like a cannonball, the mahogany sword and chicken blood dog blood in the hands of these Taoist monks are just cannonballs, which look scary, but they can't cause more damage without a cannon mount.

"I have another way."

Zhang Daoyi suddenly laughed and said: "Boy urine is also a nemesis, and the effect is very good. The older the boy's urine, the greater the power."

Zhang Daoyi suddenly looked at Songshan monk Yongzhen: "Fellow Taoist, you have Quanzhen Taoist friends in your Buddhist school. You have strict rules and regulations. You should still be boys. Fellow Taoists and others, don't be stingy with waste. I am in another tent. Put a big basin, fellow daoists and others go directly to put water in there, when the time comes, everyone will hold a little boy’s urine, it will be regarded as a life-saving thing.”

Immediately being named, the Quanzhen master just kept silent, Yongzhen lowered his eyebrows and pleasing to the eye, just silently recited the Buddhist scriptures, in fact, he was already yelling in his heart: "Zhang Daoyi must have done it on purpose, knowing that Songshan can also eat meat and drink now, You can get married, I'm over 60 years old, and my grandson is so grown up, where is he still a child?"

This is provoking my Buddhist dignity!
"Tsk tsk. An idea that exposed everyone!"

Buddhism, Quanzhen, so many monks and Taoists are not virgins anymore.

Clear rules?

I can't restrain myself.
When everyone is obeying, if one person breaks the precept, that is a felony!
When everyone breaks the precepts, and you are still silently observing the rules and precepts, then you are still a felony!

"Forehead"

Zhang Daoyi was also a little embarrassed: "Haha. It turns out that everyone is not a boy anymore, so forget it."

The Quanzhen Taoist priest and the Songshan monk couldn't sit still: "The time is almost up, let's search for Yin objects and kill them to help those people in the archaeology."

Everyone left, Yang Qi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly whispered: "Tianshi, I'm still a boy. I'm small and the reservoir is small, not enough for everyone, so I didn't say anything, and we will use it secretly when the time comes"

Zhang Dao touched his head: "Good boy, you don't have to hide it. Remember to drink plenty of water later, and when the time comes, you will aim at the lair of the genitals and pour water hard."

Yang Qi nodded heavily.

"Tsk tsk. Fellow Daoist Qingyun is not here, and the reservoir of Fellow Daoist Qingyun is big. When he was in Qingyun Temple back then, Fellow Daoist Qingyun released half a basin of water at a time."

Hearing Zhang Daoyi muttering, Zhang Qingyun almost stabbed him with an acupuncture talisman: "Bastard!"

"Hey"

In Qingyun Temple, Zhang Qingyun sighed: "How terrible is ignorance. Boy urine can indeed restrain ghosts, but it is useless when it reaches the level of evil spirits."

How could evil spirits never kill children and teenagers?

How can you not be scared to pee?
Does that kill the devil?
"When you reach the level of evil spirits, you can only kill them with specially made talismans, or... sky fire, thunder and lightning."

Ordinary things can no longer kill evil spirits.

"what"

A scream came from a distance. Zhang Qingyun controlled the fishhook and looked in the direction of the scream. A Taoist priest, bleeding from his orifices, fell to the ground and died. blood bag.

"This Taoist priest's soul has been swallowed, and there is an evil spirit that has not fully evolved into an evil spirit!"

There were shadows all around, but the group of monks and priests were at a loss.

Zhang Qingyun sighed: "The eyes of the sky are not open, how can I see these ghosts?"

This is no longer a simple way of seeing the enemy from the dark, but that the eyes of this group of people have not been opened. Even if the ghosts appear in front of them, they just feel a gust of wind and cannot see the ghosts at all.

Only Zhang Daoyi and Yang Qi, whose cultivation bases are equivalent to the peak of Qi Refining First Layer, can see these ghosts.

"Oh my god"

After all, Yang Qi was young, fourteen or fifteen years old, and his head was not bright. Seeing the ghosts with strange faces around him, his pants were wet in an instant.

Coincidentally, just now a wandering spirit pounced on Yang Qi's body, and disappeared immediately.

Yang Qi was a little confused, he fought a cold war, and suddenly laughed: "Master, I killed a ghost!"

Zhang Dao killed a wandering soul with one sword, and the mahogany sword in his hand would dry up a little bit and lose a little bit of weight, and his face became solemn: "Yang Qi, and fellow daoists, quickly use black dog blood and chicken blood."

use?
how to use?
What the hell, I didn't even see the ghost, where did I throw it?
A group of people huddled together, their faces slightly pale.

"what"

The two monks screamed and fell to the ground bleeding from their seven orifices.

The monks and Taoist priests who formed a group wanted to squeeze in. It was too dangerous outside, so it was safe inside.You squeezed me and I squeezed you, making a mess, and my face turned paler.

Here, a wandering soul rushed towards Yang Qi. Yang Qi had no time to dodge, and was thrown into his arms by the wandering soul. Subconsciously, Yang Qi hugged the wandering soul and hugged it directly. Smoke turned to ashes.

Yang Qi opened his eyes wide, gave a smirk, turned around and hugged a wandering soul, the wandering soul let out a sound, which made Yang Qi's scream of impulsive desire to release water, and turned into ashes.

Yang Qi chuckled, and rushed straight at a wandering soul that was about to get into a Taoist priest.

"what"

The screams were so shrill, Yang Qi couldn't help shivering, the ghost struggled in Yang Qi's arms, half of the ghost's body merged into Yang Qi's body, and it took a few seconds for the ghost to disappear half of the ghost body
"what?"

Yang Qi was a little strange: "At the beginning, the ghost lay on me, and it turned into ashes directly. Why did it take longer and longer?"

Looking down, the trousers that were dripping with water were completely dry. Yang Qi opened his eyes wide: "Are these ghosts drinking urine?"

Just three ghosts and drank his pants dry?
Yang Qi rolled his eyes and stood still.

A wandering soul rushed towards Yang Qi, Zhang Daoyi was taken aback: "Boy, what are you doing?"

Yang Qi didn't say a word, and after a while, when Youhun just threw himself on him, Yang Qi's pants started dripping water again.Wandering Soul happened to be in Yang Qi's arms at this time, and was about to get into Yang Qi's body and devour Yang Qi's soul.

"what"

Wandering Soul let out a shriek, and instantly dissipated into black mist.

Zhang Daoyi: "???"

I'm so envious, why am I not a virgin?

I carry a reservoir with me, as long as there is enough water, I dare to travel all over the world and break into the underworld!
A sword pierced a wandering soul, and the mahogany sword in his hand was completely reduced to ashes.Zhang Daoyi panicked, and quickly picked up the mahogany sword from the ground, which was sucked by the wandering soul and fell to the ground.

Smoothly, he pierced a blood bag and threw it at a wandering soul.

"what"

Wandering Soul screamed, with black smoke billowing from his body, but Wandering Soul still rushed over.Zhang Dao yelled: "What the hell, who said that black dog blood can kill ghosts?"

It can cause damage to wandering souls, but it cannot kill them!

A sword stabbed the wandering soul into ashes, and Zhang Daoyi heard a few screams, and when he turned his head, he saw two monks and three Taoist priests lying limply on the ground.

"Hurry back!"

What the hell, don't talk about exterminating ghosts at this time, it's God's eye to survive!
"Ha ha."

As soon as the order was issued, Zhang Daoyi saw Yang Qi laughing, rushing towards an evil spirit, and directly hugging the evil spirit.

"Destroy it!"

Yang Qi growled, but at the next moment, Yang Qi opened his eyes, and the ghost in his arms was just smoking black smoke, staring at him with a pair of strange eyes, and the boy peeing everywhere, at this time...
failed!
"Oh my god!"

Yang Qi let go of the evil ghost, stepped on the strange asynchronous method, directly avoided the claws of the evil ghost, and came to Zhang Daoyi's side: "Tianshi, I'm so scared!"

This ghost is different!
Don't be afraid of children peeing!

Zhang Daoyi's face was slightly pale, and the true energy in his body was somewhat exhausted. The key point is that he pierced a ghost's body with a sword, and the mahogany sword was directly reduced to ashes. With black smoke.

Indistinctly, countless ghosts can be seen screaming from the pierced hole in the ghost body.
Devil, nothing!
I'm so scared too!
Dog blood is invalid!

The mahogany sword is invalid!
Child urine failure.
What the hell, the means are exhausted!
There are countless ghosts densely packed, rushing towards here!
Zhang Dao's legs were limp, and he wanted to pee too. His wife's charming face appeared in his mind inexplicably, and Zhang Dao felt a chill in his heart, what the hell is he going to die?
People, only when they are dying, will the past of this life appear in their heads, as well as the appearance of the person they love the most.

What are you pretending to be a master? When they invited you, they just called Xuanhua. Why the hell did I volunteer to come here?
Turning around to run, Zhang Daoyi gasped.

There are ghosts all around!

They are surrounded!

Yang Qi's whole body hung on Zhang Daoyi and trembled: "Tianshi, I'm so scared."

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Daoyi felt that Yang Qi was clinging to his right leg, and there was a burst of warmth and dampness. Yang Qi, this is scared to pee!

"Don't waste it!"

Zhang Daoben wanted to shout out, but it was useless for the boy to pee!

When the words came to his lips, Zhang Daoyi swallowed them back.

"what"

The people huddled together were even more sad, they couldn't see anything, they saw Zhang Daoyi playing with a sword, Yang Qi went crazy, ran around, and then seemed to be hugging something, and then a cloud of dust fell to the ground.
Around them, 20 people have died!
This is the scariest thing!

A few monks took rosary beads and whipped them around, but after pumping for a while, they were sweating, and the wind was still blowing.
Several monks sat down quickly, took out the wooden fish from their bosom, knocked on the wooden fish, and turned the Buddhist beads with one hand to chant sutras.

In an instant, the Sanskrit voice chanted, and it seemed that the fear in the world had dissipated a lot.

But Zhang Daoyi saw a group of wandering ghosts, with ferocious faces, rushing at the monks with resentment in their mouths: "Damn bald donkeys, you are so noisy!"

In an instant, the Sanskrit chanting disappeared, and several monks stopped knocking on the wooden fish, bleeding from seven holes, their heads tilted, and they lost their breath.

Zhang Daoyi opened his eyes wide, what the hell, it's useless for monks to chant sutras!
The remaining Taoist priests were even more frightened.

Weird, scary!
Too bad they can't see anything!
"Forehead"

Zhang Daoyi felt his neck tighten, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw an evil spirit behind him grabbing his neck. Immediately afterwards, Zhang Daoyi felt a pain in his head, as if his soul was about to leave his body, and his soul was about to be forcibly pulled out of his body.

There was a burst of warmth between Zhang Daoyi's legs, and a large area was wet.

Seeing a gust of water, I finally couldn't hold it back, and it flowed out automatically at this time.

Yang Qi was still holding his arm, trembling constantly, just watching the evil spirits trying to devour his soul, just opened his eyes wide, as if he was frightened stupid.

Zhang Daoyi was frightened, he had an idea, put one hand on the palm, put two fingers on the other hand, put it on the palm, and stomped one foot on the ground: "Ancestor, help!"

The three mountain talisman sects all have the inheritance of the upper body of the gods. Compared with the other two mountains, the upper body of the gods of the Tianshi Mansion is more powerful!

Because most of the ancestors enshrined in Tianshi Mansion are inherited by blood, it is easier to fit in.

However, Zhang Dao stomped his feet a few times and was stunned: "I really hate it, why am I not a virgin?"

Venting Yuanyang means that there is a loophole in the body, not to mention that it is difficult to store true energy in practice, even if the ancestor is upper body, because of the loophole in the body, the ancestor can't integrate into the body at all, just follow the loophole passed away
Surrounded by ghosts and ghosts, they are like a lonely boat on the sea, drowning at any time.

The group of Taoist priests huddled together, their lips were a little blue.

The threat of death made them almost stop thinking.

The breath of death was concentrated, the wind was blowing, howling ghosts and howling wolves, and screaming, one after another, but they couldn't see these ghosts.

Suddenly, a few fierce ghosts in red robes floated over: "Jie Jie saved you a bunch of little fish, and you still want to forcefully break into the Ghost King Mountain and destroy me, the Ghost King?"

Ghost!

Zhang Daoyi was almost delirious at this moment, he was desperate.

Suddenly, the sky lit up, and endless flames floated in the air, like a sea of ​​fire, covering a radius of ten miles and falling directly.

Even Li Gui didn't react, and was directly covered by flames, and in an instant, the surroundings were silent.

The howling of ghosts and wolves disappears, and the wind dissipates
On the ground, there are only piles of human ashes.

"What's the matter?"

Zhang Daoyi felt his neck loosen, his breathing became smoother, and his mind gradually became clear: "Did the ancestor appear?"

The group of Taoist priests were also stunned, and the sky was on fire!
This is God, and I can't see it, sending down fire to burn ghosts?

In the Qingyun Temple, Zhang Qingyun was somewhat satisfied: "Although many people died, the wandering ghosts and ghosts around were finally attracted to the range where I can control the sky fire."

More than 300 wandering spirits, 31 evil ghosts, and seven fierce ghosts!

"Forty-three thousand merits! There is still ten thousand short, and you can hear the bell ringing."

Very rewarding
While counting the harvest, Zhang Qingyun suddenly frowned, and felt from the fishhook, a brilliant power, like a god appearing in the world, the vast and majestic power of the gods almost squeezed the fishhook back.

Zhang Qingyun's heart trembled, and he quickly controlled the hook: "The ghost king has appeared?"

So fucking powerful!

Just the momentum made Zhang Qingyun feel small.

Through the hook, Zhang Qingyun saw a huge body, nearly three meters high, with a pitch-black body, two horns on its head, bare feet, and wearing tattered armor.
"what?"

Zhang Qingyun frowned: "It's not right!"

Very wrong!
This is the ghost king?

"Just now, the immeasurable and immeasurable coercion came from the top of this ghost's head and the crown between its two horns, and this ghost is just an ordinary ghost!"

"It's weird!"

A ghost with a strange crown. The crown is the size of a normal crown, but the ghost's head is too big. Zhang Qingyun almost ignored this crown.

"The point is, this crown is weird!"

This fierce ghost was wearing a crown, and there was a faint purple light circulating in the ghost's body, revealing an unspeakable aura of incense and gods.

What's more, this crown makes this fierce ghost actually have a real ghost body, which means it is no different from a normal person.

"Who killed my servant?!"

The ghost is angry and murderous.
Zhang Qingyun curled his lips: "No matter how you call it, it is just a ghost, a ghost that is stronger than ordinary ghosts. If it weren't for this crown, you would be able to command a group of ghosts?"

Talking to himself, Zhang Qingyun was stunned: "Yes, I said these words unintentionally, isn't it the truth?"

What the hell, the way of speaking has been silent for more than a year, and it appeared again, unexpectedly at this time: "True Grass Pill!"

The stone hammer, this is a ghost, the role of the crown, let this ghost cover up the hostility, cover up the ghost, and have the ability to command a group of ghosts.

If the words follow the law, even if the Jade Emperor is in person, as long as the words come true, the old man can be dragged down from the throne.

"Tsk tsk."

Zhang Qingyun took a deep breath: "Pindao was so scared that he thought it was really a ghost king who existed like King Yama. In the end, he was just a joke!"

A fierce ghost dares to be called the king of ghosts!

"However, this crown is not bad. Let's see if we can catch it. Without the crown, this ghost king, that is, a stronger ghost, can be easily destroyed by the poor."

On the other side, the Ghost King of Yinshan roared angrily: "You bloody ants, how dare you hurt my servants!"

Zhang Qingyun guessed right, because of the crown, this ghost was a coincidence and knew how to use the power of the crown, so he called himself the ghost king and recruited subordinates. After nearly 200 years, this ghost has gathered less than [-] ghosts one after another.

And because of the restrictions of the crown, he could only be trapped in the Yin Mountain, and the domain he controlled was only a few tens of miles away.He couldn't get out of this range, and his subordinates, only a few ghosts, were able to get out of his control.

These ghost subordinates were sent out by him to capture ghosts, but... It's been a long time, of the three ghost ghosts, only one came back, and just left yesterday, while the other two ghost subordinates have completely lost contact .

He was extremely angry. He hadn't had fresh blood for a long time. Today dozens of big living people came. The Yinshan Ghost King was so excited that he didn't restrain his subordinates. Unexpectedly, he was wiped out by the group!

The accumulation of nearly 200 years is gone!
"My king, I want to swallow your souls and make you my servants, enslaved by me forever!"

Well, the ghost king is not speaking fluently anymore, inconsistent.

Zhang Daoyi and a group of Taoist priests were so frightened that they almost forgot to breathe.

The boundless coercion and the cold wind froze their souls.

Zhang Daoyi was terrified, saw the ashes on the ground, and thought: "Just now when the sky fire came, it is obvious that I wanted to ask the ancestor to come, but the ancestor couldn't integrate into me, endowed me with the power to subdue demons and demons, the helpless sky fire? "

Zhang Daoyi was full of hope in his heart. He repeated the action of asking God just now, and stamped his left foot on the ground: "Ancestor, help!"

Don't take advantage of the cheap bastard, Zhang Qingyun rolled his eyes, I have saved so many of you, how can I do without reward: "My dear grandson, your ancestors were seriously worn out to save you, you bought three tons of high-quality jade, I'll go back and get it"

The ancestors appeared!
It is really the ancestors who appear!

"The ancestors have appeared!"

The Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain knelt directly on the ground and kowtowed continuously. At this moment, the fear in his heart dissipated immediately.

The ancestors are here, what else is there to be afraid of?

But Zhang Daoyi was a little dazed, and stood there blankly: "This voice is so fucking familiar."

Yang Qi had no brains, and yelled directly: "This is the god who taught me Kung Fu in my dream, so it is the ancestor of our Longhushan!"

"Ha ha."

The ghost king laughed wantonly, interrupting everyone's thinking: "If you invite Tathagata Buddha, this king will kill you too."

"Ok?"

The ghost king felt that his body was lifted by something, and he was getting farther and farther from the ground.

As for the Taoists, they just stared blankly. The ghost king smiled and was lifted up with a face full of fear, and then disappeared directly.
"Ancestor?"

Zhang Daoyi grabbed his hair: "But the voice is so familiar?"

Just now the voice was a little drifting, and it didn't seem real, but Zhang Daoyi still felt very familiar.

"who are you?"

In the Taoist temple, the ghost king found that he could not move, and the ghost king was inexplicably terrified.

There is a deck chair in front of him, and a Taoist priest is lying lazily on the deck chair.Deep fear surged in the ghost king's heart. This Taoist priest easily changed time and space and brought him here.

This supernatural power, this level of cultivation, this realm... I really want to flatter me, I wonder if this Taoist priest can let me go?

"Poverty is the one who kills your servants."

Zhang Daoyi glanced at the Ghost King indifferently, and was not in a hurry to kill it.

"Are you the ancestor of that little Taoist priest? Are you an immortal? Where is this place?"

The Ghost King asked three questions in succession.

Zhang Qingyun closed his eyes: "Where did you get the crown on your head?"

ancestors?

It is a shame to be an ancestor to have descendants like Zhang Daoyi!

Pindao is not his ancestor, and I am not even happy to have him be my grandson.

Ghost King: "???"

You haven't answered my question yet.

"Pindao has limited patience. If you don't answer, Pindao will crush you. More than two years ago, there was a red-robed ghost who claimed to be a subordinate of the Yinshan Ghost King. He dared to harm Pindao. Pindao wiped it out. , Pindao is very busy, so I didn't catch you."

It turned out that the hatred had already been forged!

The ghost king was a little panicked. It was a more powerful ghost. By chance, it got this crown. It was worn on its head and could never be taken off again. However, it could control a part of its power, which made it what it is now: " My lord, I don't know."

"do not know?"

With a sneer, a ball of flames sprang out from Zhang Qingyun's fingers: "Then it's meaningless for you to keep it."

"slow down"

The Yinshan Ghost King could only move his eyeballs, his eyes were full of fear: "I have countless treasures, and I will dedicate them all to you, can you let me go?"

With a thought, Zhang Qingyun then shook his head: "If you are destroyed, I will go to look for it, isn't it in your lair?"

Yinshan Ghost King: "???"

How is this Taoist priest so smart?

not on set
Suddenly, flames descended, and the Yinshan Ghost King didn't have time to react, and turned into ashes with endless regret.

"Ding"

The crown with flowing purple light fell to the ground.
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