Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 222 Xu Changqing’s Choice
Finally, Xu Changqing left in despair.

Looking at the direction Xu Changqing left, An Yan turned around and asked, "Do you think he will come tomorrow?"

Taoist Priest Qingwei sighed slightly, "I hope he can come. He is the great disciple of Shushan, and he is more likely to be the leader of Shushan in the future."

"If he can't even withstand this setback, how can he take on such a big responsibility?"

If an indecisive person becomes the leader of Shushan, it will be a disaster for Shushan and the common people.

"You can see clearly." An Yan was not surprised by Taoist Priest Qingwei's words, because Qingwei himself was a very rational person, especially after using the pure method, all evil thoughts were eliminated from his body.

"If he can successfully get out of the demonic barrier in his heart, I think the road ahead will be smoother than yours."

Taoist Priest Qingwei was noncommittal, "I hope so."

Xu Changqing's matter can only be solved by himself. It is better to have his Taoist heart collapse now than to collapse again in the God Realm.

An Yan stopped thinking about it and talked about another thing.

"How can a ghost get rid of its Yin body and transform into a Yang body?" Qingwei glanced at An Yan in surprise, and immediately thought of the sword spirit Nightshade following behind him.

"Senior An, do you want to take off your vagina for Miss Nightshade?"

In the original work, Xu Changqing cast a spell to wash away the yin energy of Nightshade with his own blood, allowing it to appear openly in the sun.

"Priest Qingwei, I heard that there is a secret method in Shu Mountain that can help ghosts get rid of their yin bodies and transform into yang bodies. I wonder if you can let me have a look?"

So this time, he asked knowingly.

An Yan was not surprised that Qingwei saw through his thoughts. After all, the only ghost clan around him was Solanum Kui. He nodded and said, "Well, a thousand years ago, I had a relationship with the Jiang royal family."

Speaking of which, this was the first time An Yan came into this Sutra Pavilion.

The secret book An Yan is looking for is stored on the second floor.

"Now, Jingtian is my disciple again."

Although Nightshade is a sword spirit, she is still afraid of sunlight because she is a magic sword, and must hold a parasol when she appears during the day.

In the Sutra Pavilion, all the secret books, forbidden laws of Shu Mountain are stored, as well as the evil laws confiscated from the enemies.

"I wonder if Taoist Master Qingwei can do anything about it?"

Taoist Priest Qingwei quickly came to a bookshelf and took down a quaint-looking booklet from it. There were three big words written on the cover: The Art of Dispelling Yin!

"Of course there is a way. Senior An, please come with me." Taoist Priest Qingwei did not refuse after hearing this. Moreover, now he had something to ask for, so he brought Senior An to the Sutra Library Pavilion.

The reason why these evil spells are kept is naturally so that we can have a way to break them if we encounter similar evil spells in the future.

The principle of this spell is to use the blood of the monks who have cultivated the Yang God to contain extremely heavy Yang Qi to wash away the ghost body through a specific secret method.

However, the pure Yang blood of Yang Shen monks is extremely deadly to ghosts, so this spell requires the caster to have extremely high levels of control and a certain degree of control.

The Sutra Pavilion is divided into three floors. Most of the first floor is an ancient book. The exercises are mainly concentrated on the second floor. The third floor contains Shushan's core exercises and forbidden techniques.

It just happens to be able to remove the yin energy and cleanse the yin body, but it cannot damage the root.

Looking through the booklet recording the Yin Dispelling Technique, An Yan raised his eyebrows. Unexpectedly, this technique was quite troublesome and demanding.

Fortunately, he is no longer the rookie he was back then. After recording it on the proficiency panel, he returned the booklet to Taoist Master Qingwei, "That's enough, I've learned it."

"As expected of Senior An!"

Seeing An Yan who just looked at it for a few times and then closed his eyes for less than a minute and learned a spell, Priest Qingwei said with some emotion in his tone.

People say that people become better with age, and it is true!
After leaving the Sutra Pavilion, An Yan saw that it was already late at night, and he couldn't go to Nightshade's room alone, so he had to wait until he returned to Yong'an tomorrow.

Day two.

An Yan, Jingtian and Long Kui stood in front of the Shushan Hall. Beside them were five Taoist priests Qingwei and a group of Shushan disciples.

"My little friend, this is your thing, and now it has been returned to its original owner."

Taoist Priest Qingwei came up with a silver helmet and handed it to Jingtian.

Nightshade holding an umbrella saw the helmet on Taoist Master Qingwei's hand, and a look of excitement appeared on her face, "This is the armor of the emperor! Solanum will not admit it!"

Knowing that Jingtian already knew the identity of his previous life, Taoist Priest Qingwei did not say anything about not being able to wear the helmet now, but said with emotion: "This is part of Emperor Longyang's old armor, and it is time to return to its owner now." It’s in hand.”

But only An Yan knew that this was not only Long Yang's helmet, but also the battle armor helmet of the god general Feipeng, who was reincarnated with him.

However, without the spell cast by the holy aunt, even if Sedum wore it, she would not be able to dream back to a thousand years ago.

"My thing?!" Jingtian took it over excitedly. This helmet was the item of Emperor Jiang from thousands of years ago. It is the best of the best!

"Can I wear it?" he asked, fiddling with the helmet excitedly.

"Haha, since it is your thing, of course you can wear it." Taoist Priest Qingwei laughed.

"Then let me give it a try, hehe!"

Jingtian put on the helmet excitedly. The moment it came into contact, he was in a trance. Strong shouts of killing came, and he seemed to see a brave figure fighting in blood.

Is he Long Yang?
Shaking his head subconsciously, Jingtian found that those pictures had disappeared, and what came into view were the faces of the master, his sister and the old man.

Regarding what just happened, he quickly put it behind him and showed off: "Master, sister, am I handsome? Do I look like a general?"

Looking at the face under the helmet, Nightshade's eyes turned red and she nodded repeatedly, "They look alike! They really look alike! My brother is the most handsome!"

An Yan shook his head. After all, he was still a passionate young man who had not experienced anything in the world.

Seeing that the sun was about to reach high in the sky, he frowned and decided not to wait any longer. He said: "Taoist Master Qingwei, it's getting late now. Since he won't come, then he won't come. Let someone do it in person." It is indeed a bit cruel to send someone close to you on the road."

"I'm so angry. I want to find that traitor and ineffective thing myself!" Cang Gu showed a look of hatred for steel, and he was so angry that he wanted to find this incompetent apprentice and teach him a lesson.

Among the white tofu, someone shouted, "It's Senior Brother, Senior Brother is here!"

Suddenly, the crowd caused a commotion, then cleared a path, and Xu Changqing, who was tidy up meticulously, walked with firm steps.

He went straight to his master Canggu, the headmaster, and the elders. In full view of everyone, he knelt down with a plop and kowtowed deeply.

"Master, Sect Leader, and elders, I can no longer repay you for your upbringing and teaching as I go this time. Please forgive me for my unfilial disciple, Mr. Chang!"

(End of this chapter)