Biography of the Immortals

Chapter 75
Yan Xi reluctantly said goodbye to his girlfriend, took Yuechi with him, went to a nearby supermarket to buy a bunch of things, and traveled back to Jiayin Realm again.

This time, his mental outlook was completely different, and his emotions were much higher.

When he came back from time travel, the sky had not yet brightened, and the two senior brothers had another very sweet return to cage sleep.

When Yan Xi wakes up in the morning, he is full of energy. He only feels that his whole body is filled with energy and he is in excellent condition.

He brought a small pendant and began to prepare breakfast.

Since becoming a teacher, these chores have become Yan Xi's job. He has persisted for so long, and he regrets it a bit. He was too active at the beginning.

But things are already like this, so I can only grit my teeth and persevere. After all, Liang Mengxia has a sword formula on his body, which is the key to opening the road of Xianxia.

Gu Xixi would help at first, but now the little white ape has long been sleeping late, and only the little pendant is left to be a helper.

Yan Xi reheated the chicken soup, baked the pancakes bought yesterday, and called everyone to get up and eat.

A group of people were having breakfast when they heard that the village was very lively. Yuechi ran out to inquire about it, and came back with great interest, "The village is going to sacrifice to the Qingjiao Ghost King, that's why it's so lively."

"Master, senior brother, should we also go to see the excitement?"

In the air in front of Yan Xi, countless words appeared. The panel data of the Taoist Yanxi is as usual, but the story line has changed slightly. It is not something added or changed, but a reminder: the plot of the evil ghost cannibalism is activated.

Evil ghost cannibalism branch story line——

You can choose to avoid it, and the group continues on the road without having anything to do with this plot; you can also participate in it, encountering an unknown swordsman, and your fate and life will have unpredictable changes.

Yan Xi thought: "I have already apprenticed to Liang Mengxia, so I don't want to get involved in this story."

"It's just that, if this is the story line of evil ghosts eating people, this ghost king with green horns has killed countless innocent people, so let him let it go, his conscience will not let him off!"

Yan Xi was struggling, when Liang Mengxia shouted: "Don't talk, eat."

When the master spoke, Yan Xi naturally would not disobey him.After the group had breakfast, Yan Xi gave some money to the farmer who was staying overnight. As soon as they left the village, Liang Mengxia said, "All follow me."

The villagers went to offer sacrifices to the Qingjiao ghost king, leaving many traces along the way. Liang Mengxia took his disciples, as well as Gan Lingyao's mother and daughter, and soon found a small temple that seemed newly repaired.

The small temple is not big, it only has a courtyard and a temple. In the temple, a ghost with a whole body of indigo, fangs and a one-horn is enshrined.

After the lively sacrifice, the villagers tied up two fat pigs on the ground, piled up some ordinary tributes, and dispersed them one after another, leaving only the tributes all over the place. Everything seemed normal.

Liang Mengxia stayed until all the villagers left, and brought everyone into the small temple, and said to Yan Xi: "Go and light three sticks of incense, don't salute, just stick them in front of the temple."

Yan Xi did as he said, inserted the incense, and retreated to Liang Mengxia's side. He also felt that the master was a little different, and he couldn't help feeling nervous.

Gan Lingyao also wandered around the rivers and lakes for a long time, and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Liang, are you a prostitute?"

Liang Mengxia nodded slightly, and said, "It must be a prostitute."

"If rituals are not used to worship non-clan members, how can they be sacrificed to the ghost king's family?"

Yan Xi really had never heard of this saying, and had no relevant memories, so he thought to himself: "Should I tell the teacher that this ghost king has a habit of cannibalism?"

At this moment, the green smoke from the three sticks of incense curled up, and a loud voice rolled out from the god statue in the temple, billowing like thunder, and shouted: "You foolish people, since the burning of incense calls you, why don't you kneel down when you see this ghost king?"

Liang Mengxia shouted: "This place is a place for strangers, how can ghost kings build temples?"

"Where are you monster?"

"If you don't run away quickly, I will kill him with one sword and let you go back to Bu Sanshan."

Yan Xi secretly wrote down the knowledge points, and thought: "What are the three mountains? Could it be the lair of ghosts?"

The loud voice just now was very angry, and he shouted: "I am here to defend the living beings and get some offerings. It is an act of righteousness! How can a monster dare to speak such wild words."

Yan Xi couldn't help but shouted: "Fart, you've been reported as a cannibal here a long time ago."

"We're here to enforce the law!"

"It can be dealt with leniently if you are caught without a fight, and you will end up dead if you resist."

With a bang, an indigo ghost king jumped out of the void. This evil ghost was tall, six or seven meters tall, with a ferocious appearance. Not to mention, it was a blow to Yan Xi.

Yan Xi suddenly had a feeling that he was spraying someone on a certain social media, leaving the other party speechless, becoming angry from embarrassment, and suddenly jumped out of the screen, wanting to beat him up.

Just now he exposed that the Qingjiao ghost king is the essence of a man-eating evil ghost. This ghost couldn't bear it anymore, and showed his real body. He didn't hit Liang Mengxia with the stick, but came at himself. He was in a hurry.

Yan Xi very much hoped that those brothers who beeped on the Internet: "Look, I'm in a hurry! He's in a hurry." should all go under the stick of this evil ghost.

Take a look, what is real: "Look, he's in a hurry! He's in a hurry."

Of course Yan Xi didn't dare to beat him lightly. Although he had already achieved two great perfections in his external skills, he was a mortal after all. This ghost king was so tall and vigorous, and his strength must also be extraordinary, so he couldn't be forced.

He tried his best to dodge, and heard several gunshots. It was Yuechi who shot repeatedly to save him.

The small pendant shot and killed the enemy several times, and he trusted the power of the pistol, but this time he failed.

The evil ghost with green horns has monster muscles, which are as hard as steel. There are only a few traces of pistol bullets, and the skin does not even break.

Eight-handed Qiao Yasha Gan Lingyao touched a grenade and fired it with a concealed weapon technique. It fell into the mouth of the Qingjiao Ghost King, and she said coquettishly, "See how fierce you are!"

Li Shu was beside her, and couldn't help shouting: "Mom! You didn't pull the lead wire, and this thing was thrown out, so you have to lie down to avoid the shrapnel."

Qingjiao Ghost King took a bite, spat out the grenade, and shouted: "I don't eat rough food, so don't use stones to fool me."

Yan Xi secretly regretted it, and thought: "Why doesn't it take a bite hard?"

It's too late, it's too soon.

Liang Mengxia was the last to strike, and the flying sword turned into brilliance, and circled around the ghost king with green horns. The green horns on the ghost king's head burst into green light and resisted the flying sword.

Yan Xi backed away and threw the sniper rifle to Yuechi. It was too long and heavy, and he usually kept it in Xiaohei's pocket.

Yuechi knelt down on one knee, held the sniper rifle in his hand, aimed at the Qingjiao Ghost King, and fired steadily.

The power of the sniper bullet was much greater than that of a pistol. This shot hit the Qingjiao Ghost King's shoulder, creating a bloody pit the size of a fist.

The little pendant exclaimed happily: "It can break the defense!"

　Today, I revised all the typos mentioned by my brothers and sisters in the previous dozens of chapters...

　　
　
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