Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 381 The Curtain Opens
"You look so ugly, you must have died miserably, right?"

"Ha... if you stayed down there for as long as I did, you would have no energy to come up."

The two chased each other.

Ning Caichen shrank into a corner, clenched the hilt of his sword, and discussed, "You must have some grievances, and you want to help me redress them, right?"

"Are you going to plead grievance on my behalf?"

Zhiqiu seemed to have heard a big joke, and couldn't help complaining: "That is really unreasonable."

Soon.

The truth came out.

"Of course I am a human being. You are worse than an animal. Don't get too close to me in the future!"

After hearing the angry words, Ning Caichen laughed along with embarrassment. He was sure that the bohemian and a little eccentric young man in front of him was the same kind of person as Taoist Jiuru and the bearded man.

To be honest, after experiencing Wuwu disaster and almost being treated as a scapegoat, the scholar gradually felt that he was really useless in the past, and hoped to learn from his master.

Don't expect to be a chivalrous and righteous person, you must be able to protect yourself after all, and don't place all your hopes on the mercy and charity of others, as well as on the illusory fate.

On the side, Zhiqiu Yiye, who used magic to raise a fire to keep warm, seemed to dislike Ning Caichen, but he didn't have any contempt. From time to time, he cast his eyes on the sword box and the cross scripture pendant.

Both are made by masters.

As a late-schooler who went down the mountain to gain experience, he was very eager to get in touch with people of the same profession, so he was curious about their origins and ended up with nerds.

In this way, the two of them had a cold war for a while, and then they all returned to their true nature. Ning Caichen talked about his experience in Lanruo Temple - the handsome Taoist priest who was like a god, the bearded man with a sharp mouth, many fine wines and delicacies, and the beautiful female ghost. .

As he said that, Nie Xiaoqian couldn't help but appear in his mind, and he sighed secretly.

This sister, I have seen before!
Similar to such feelings.

However, there is no more fate, and the other party is obviously unwilling to have too much contact with him.

"Taoist Master Maoshan, who was born in the most blessed land, and the Sword Immortal who practices the Buddhist Heart Sutra. I really look forward to meeting them."

Zhiqiu has a look of longing on his face.

There is a saying in Confucianism that if you study alone without friends, you will be lonely and ignorant. In fact, he is the only descendant of the Kunlun School, and he did not have any teachers to teach him in the past——

When he was young, he entered the Lost Mountain Gate by mistake, and then picked up the inherited secret method. He explored and learned bit by bit. After the cold and summer came, he felt that he was ready, so he went down the mountain with his sword to kill demons.

Because of this, I long to meet people with whom I can communicate and discuss the truth.

"Lanruo Temple in Guobei County, I will set off when the rain clears to visit two comrades."

"Let's go together together. Bai Wuyi is a scholar. It was me who wrongly blamed Big Beard before. Alas, I apologize first, and then ask for a way to practice. I hope he won't be offended."

While the two were talking, the inside of the coffin shook slightly, as if something had been awakened.

However, it was able to keep its composure and did not immediately rise from the coffin. Instead, it waited quietly.

Gradually, the two of them became sleepy after running around for a day. One on the left and the other on the right fell into a deep sleep around the fire.

Midnight.

The time between heaven and earth is when the Yin Qi is most intense.

The female ghost uttered inexplicable gibbering.

On top of the trees, Nie Xiaoqian looked away, holding a psychic black cat in her arms. She no longer looked at Meng Fan who was sitting like an old monk, but instead focused on Zhengqi Villa.

As mentioned before, as long as there is no interference, everything will develop according to that trajectory.

There are no two identical leaves in the world.

But, how to explain now.

A woman of the same shape and figure as herself, veiled, ready to play tricks.

That's right, a living person pretends to be a ghost.

This scene fell into the eyes of Nie Xiaoqian, who was already a ghost, and she couldn't help but feel an unspeakable sense of absurdity in her heart...

Love?Looking at Ning Caichen, who had a beard on his face and fled out of Zhengqi Villa in panic, he didn't have any emotions, curiosity or admiration in his heart. He just felt that he was stupid and just an ordinary fallen scholar.

"ghost?!"

"Heaven and earth magic spirit, exorcism order!"

He hurriedly followed and saw the scholar being hung up by Bai Ling. Zhiqiu immediately took out a yellow talisman and rescued him without saying a word.

At the same time, another bunch of yellow talismans flew out, burning and crashing not far away, while the ghosts in white clothes hanging "dead" on the tree flew up one after another, and disappeared in an instant with the help of their dexterous movements.

"Not right."

Zhiqiu Yiye twitched his nose and frowned:
"My nose is specialized in smelling monsters and monsters, so why can't I smell anything?"

While muttering, a group of silks flew out.

"The golden gong is unlocked!"

"What kind of ghosts are you! You don't smell like ghosts at all! Look at the magic, wind, fire, thunder, lightning, and rain!"

Towering trees sank instantly.

A group of ghosts dressed in white, looking like Bai Wuchang sticking out his tongue, immediately flew out from above and came over with swords in hand.

These days, the monks who dare to go down the mountain to slay demons and slay demons are all cultivating both body and soul. Whether it is physical body, blood, or mundane martial arts, they have reached the state of transformation and are not afraid of close combat at all!

Even though he was careful to keep his hands when making moves, Zhiqiu still easily beat the pretenders to the ground one by one.

As they gradually moved away from Zhengqi Villa, no one except Nie Xiaoqian, who knew the inside story, noticed that the giant corpse demon quietly broke into the coffin and had already targeted a person in the world who was close to investigate.

save.

not help?

Glancing at Meng Fan who was meditating beside her, Nie Xiaoqian no longer hesitated and immediately fluttered her sleeves and flew out.

Now, after the rain, the sky is clear, and under the cold moonlight, the white shadows are dancing, which instantly attracts everyone's attention.

"elder sister!"

"That's the eldest lady?!"

Fu Qingfeng, who became the focus of the audience, looked at Qianying and couldn't help but fell into a daze, as if she was in a dream.

"Miss Xiaoqian." Ning Caichen exclaimed.

I only know that one autumn leaf is like facing a powerful enemy, and said in a deep voice:
"This female ghost is extraordinary. Before she took the initiative to show up, she didn't even leak a breath. Scholar, please go first..."

"Wind - Order to expel ghosts and exorcise demons!"

As he spoke, a piece of talisman burst out with bright golden light, and turned into a paper crane and followed it away.

However, before it could get close to the explosion, Xuanmao, who was napping in Xiaoqian's arms, opened his eyes, with a faint green light flashing in his vertical pupils, and easily fixed the talisman.

"The world has changed, and even the black cats who specialize in casting ghosts and exorcising demons have begun to help the evildoers."

"Fire-Tiangang Wulihuo!"

Another piece of talisman paper flew out. Zhiqiu Yiye held it tightly in the palm of his hand. When he lifted it up, the red fire dragon flew out.

Unfortunately, before it had traveled too far, only two or three feet away, the red dragon composed of Tiangang Five Li Fire began to spontaneously ignite, and its body was gradually taken over by the Samadhi True Fire.

At the same time, the dragon transformed and transformed directly into a five-clawed true dragon, extremely majestic.

Compete, judge!
"I wonder which senior is in front of me? I am a post-academic scholar of the Kunlun sect, Zhi Qiu Yiye."

Looking at the familiar faces below who were holding fists in salute, Meng Fan slowly opened his eyes, and a smile that was so rich that he couldn't help appearing on his face said loudly:
"Young people, it's not a good thing to do things casually before you understand the whole story. Pindao is inherited from the Qing Dharma lineage on Maoshan Mountain, Beidou Qiyuan Zhenren, and his Tao name is Jiuru."

"Damn, what a fancy title..."

Zhiqiu complained subconsciously.

(End of this chapter)