Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 207 The conclusive words are weird

"Haha, this is a good thing, I'm very cheap."

Chang Wuhui laughed and waved his hand, taking away the empty body. In the end, he made a lot of money.

Old man Zeng still has to hang out in the human world, and his cultivation has not been fully restored. He will be able to cut off the karma in his body for a while. Instead, he will be implicated and face the danger of being found by the angry monks from the fifth floor of the Daning Dynasty.

He is different. He takes his body and goes into the ghost world. Where to find him?
"Old ghost, don't go crazy. Erase some traces quickly. There are two ghosts outside waiting to chat with you."

Zeng Wang looked at the building with a satisfied look on his face. He couldn't see the old ghost dilly-dallying, so he snarled out of habit.

He bagged a large amount of rare cultivation resources, and the harvest was beyond imagination. Other magic weapons, bodies that could easily cause trouble, etc. all belong to the old ghost. The old ghost is not afraid of trouble.

The two of them each get what they need, and the spoils will not be divided equally.

"Will I be afraid of just two little devils? I can kill several of them with one finger. I'm so jealous. In the worst case, I just follow them."

The old ghost told the cruelest joke and seemed to be in a good mood.

Ghosts who can appear in the world of ghosts will be resurrected in the ghost world even if they are killed.

They represent the face of the ghost world in the human world. Anyone who dares to be so bold as to kill ghosts without any reason due to their high cultivation will definitely attract more powerful ghost cultivators to regain their place, and even seventh-level ghost kings will come forward to retaliate.

The old ghost quickly shuttled through the valley shrouded in black umbrellas, eliminating the clues left by Old Man Zeng.

He is responsible for taking the blame afterwards.

For a moment, all that was left in the dilapidated valley was a mess.

The large black umbrella that shrouded it suddenly retracted and returned to its inconspicuous appearance, floating low in the sky.

There were two blurry black shadows outside the valley. The ghost eyes and dark fire stared at the ferocious wild ghost revealed in the valley, and bowed and saluted: "Humans and ghosts have different paths. I respectfully invite you, the ghost general, to return to the ghost world."

No errand is easy to do.

They don't dare to speak in an official tone when faced with a fifth-level fierce ghost who sneaks into the human world at some point to cause trouble.

They are not easy to mess with. They have special privileges when walking in the human world, but when they return to the ghost world, being targeted by fifth-level ghost generals will be a big problem.

Chang Wuhui asked seemingly casually: "Which ghost world are you going to from this way?"

"Returning to the ghost general, this is the world of reincarnation and ghosts."

The two ghosts replied more respectfully.

The ghost in front of me will stay in the world for who knows how many years, wandering without knowing its direction.

Chang Wuhui heard that this was not the universal ghost world, so he threw out two third-level ghost jade and rewarded two third-level ghost jade, saying: "I am going to go thousands of miles to the west to give one to my old friend, and then enter again." Ghost World, how about you follow me all the way?"

He and Old Man Zeng suppressed the mountain-born ghost generals who had crossed the Puming Ghost Realm in the Nine Fantasy Palace.

I don't want to wander around the Puming Ghost Realm with the treasures of the mountain-reborn ghost general, but I don't have to worry about going to the Samsara Ghost Realm.

The ghost world is a huge area, and the boundaries between it are like a chasm in the sky.

The two ghost servants received the ghost jade presented by the ghost general, hesitated for a moment, and then bowed and agreed.

"Master Ghost General invites you, and I will accompany you to see you off."

Chang Wuhui stretched out his hand and held up the black umbrella, and floated westward. He took the time to communicate with Old Man Zeng who was hiding in the umbrella. It would be difficult to meet again in the future.

They calculated the time and found that it would take at least half an hour for the masters of Si Tiandian to arrive from Fengxian City.

Even if they get here, it will take time to search, deduce, and then expand the search area to find the slightest trace of ghost energy left behind after they traveled three hundred miles to the west. It will be at least an hour later.

By that time, he and Old Man Zeng had already parted ways.

I used to think that this world was not worth living.

Now that I am about to leave, I feel a bit reluctant to leave.

I wonder if the Chang family in Zhushan, which was prosperous at that time, will have descendants to continue it and retain its incense?
……

Lianshan City Scale Alley, inside Juyi Hall, an old shop of Heiji.

Hei Xiayi glanced at the men she had summoned and said: "In response to the urgent news from the top of the capital, the demon catchers from Lianshan County are ordered to patrol the territory under their jurisdiction and report back every hour to report safety. There must be no mistakes."

"Yes!"

The seven people below suddenly agreed.

Hei Xiayi worked in groups of two, assigned specific inspection areas to the demon hunters, and waved everyone out.

Shi Wangchen fell behind. He had only been out of seclusion for less than three days and had not yet arranged any tasks.

It's dawn outside, the darkest hour before dawn.

Heixiayi's voice message warned: "I just received news that the ancestor of the Jiang family and four elders of the Jiang family's fourth-level building died near Tingyun Mountain in the Infinite Mountains. The remaining fourth-level building monk was held hostage by thieves. I don't know. Please be careful when you and Douya go out on patrol!"

Shi Wangchen was shocked, and then he was overjoyed. He no longer had to wander around the world.

This good news came just in time. The message asked: "Boss, do you know who did it?"

Heixiayi waved his hand, signaling Qianmian not to ask any more questions.

She is well-informed and currently does not know which force did such a big thing.

However, the Jiang family has lost all its masters, and the decline of the family is a foregone conclusion.

As long as there is still a fourth-level monk who comes forward to support, the other big sects of the big families may look at their past interests and friendships and give them a hundred years to slow down. But it is different now. No one will let go of the fat in their mouths.

It's so fat that it's mouth-watering.

By then, the property that can be left to the Jiang family that is consistent with the status of monks in the Sanzhonglou will be enough to give them face.

However, over the past hundreds of years, the Jiang family has offended countless forces, large and small, both openly and secretly.

It's hard to say whether he can survive this huge disaster.

All the demon hunters in the counties, towns and towns of the Daning Dynasty received orders one after another to patrol their respective defense areas and maintain high vigilance. Hundreds of monks from the Yamen, Taoist palaces and academic palaces in each county were mobilized.

When daylight came, news was flying all over the sky.

Sects and families, big and small, received shocking news one after another, and the mountain gate array was opened at all costs.

I was afraid that a mysterious master would sneak in and take away the pot.

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The end of Yidao Gorge in the infinite mountain range.

After having a simple breakfast and cleaning up, Meng Yiyi wore a wild boar tusk with a red string around her neck, held a bamboo bow and a bamboo arrow, and shouted for Aunt Liu to take her to hunt in the forest. Mulmo, Nan Wenxiu held a bamboo bow and followed him excitedly.

Zeng Shanlang was left alone to practice. His hands moved like two doors, and his feet moved on the ground, dragging mud and water in an arc.

Simple and boring movements, practiced over and over again.

He has only been practicing for ten years, and his strength has increased rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Taoist priest Xu also asked him to practice the basic boxing frame of "Xuanji Technique" diligently, saying that it was the foundation of his future practice and that he should not let up for a day.

"'Falling down to take root', Zeng Shanlang took the path of physical cultivation, but he suffered a lot."

Nan Baolin recognized the young man's path of cultivation and said with a little surprise.

Song Shuqian retorted: "That's not necessarily the case. 'Use the body to promote the method', 'Use the fist to forge the method', there are many ways to lay the foundation stage, and there is no fixed formula."

Xu Yuan smiled and said nothing. He found that Zeng Shanlang was indeed suitable for practicing the polar spinning technique chosen by Zeng Wanglou.

The speed of progress is obvious to all, and thanks to Zeng Wanglou, he helps the young man strengthen his body.

A talisman flashed in the air and landed in front of Song Shuqian.

Song Shuqian caught the Wanli Communication Talisman and checked it for a moment, his expression suddenly changed.

Nan Baolin asked strangely: "What's wrong?"

Meng Caiqin hurriedly flew in from the forest over there, holding a communication talisman in her hand. She made eye contact with Song Shuqian and said: "I just received news from the sect. Last night, there was a group of unknown forces outside the Wushan Mountains. Near Tingyun Mountain, we ambush Deputy Palace Master Jiang."

Tell the message briefly. Nan Baolin was stunned and exclaimed: "The other party must have more than one five-story building..."

Song Shuqian hurriedly stopped and interrupted: "Baolin, be silent!"

This kind of thing is not suitable for public discussion at the moment.

The sect sent a message because they were worried that their trip would run into that group of mysterious forces, and suggested that they stop for two days, take it slow, observe the situation, and wait until the storm has passed before setting off.

Xu Yuanchang's face was equally shocked. The two seniors did a great job and completed the matter in just three or two days.

He will never have future troubles, so that he has no worries and will not cause trouble to the Daning Dynasty.

Soon, Nan Baolin also received a message from the sect.

The four of them had a dispute for the first time due to disagreements. Song Shuqian and Nan Baolin agreed to stay in place for two days and wait for follow-up news before making plans. Meng Caiqin insisted on leaving according to the planned itinerary.

The painstaking journey is no joke.

If we waste this rare opportunity for children because of fear of danger, we will lose more than we gain.

No one knows the assessment criteria for the painstaking journey. Anyway, it seems to be different every time, and there are different opinions. You can only follow your heart, go all out, and dare not relax at all.

Xu Yuanchang knew better from Senior Chang and Senior Zeng, but he couldn't be sure because too much time had passed.

He agreed with Meng Caiqin's opinion. The old seniors who had committed the shocking crime had fled long ago. How could he meet them face to face?

The two sides were at loggerheads, and no one could convince the other.

After all, they are a whole, and they cannot act separately. If they take different paths in a few days, it will be a different story.

Liu Xianfeng quietly appeared in a big tree. After listening for a long time, she saw that she couldn't fight, so she slipped into the woods behind the mountain and grabbed Meng Yiyi's bamboo bow to shoot birds.

"somebody is coming."

Nan Baolin looked at the sky in the distance to the southeast and whispered a reminder.

The three of them turned around and saw that there were quite a few people coming.

Xu Yuanchang recognized a familiar figure and whispered: "It's Elder Mei and a group of Yunshan guards."

The four of them flew into the air, waited for a moment, and greeted Elder Mei who was approaching.

Mei Yuanjian returned the gift with a smile, asked the Yunshan Guards to retreat far away, and asked: "Have you all received the news?" Seeing everyone nodding, he warned: "You continue to take the painstaking road with your children, and you must not do anything for it. This matter is delayed.”

He couldn't say it clearly, but the thief led the clues to Xiyu, but what was left behind was the fifth-level ghost energy.

He and the other two Warlock Masters of the Fifth Level Tower worked together to deduce the conclusions, and the conclusion they came to was rather confusing. The fifth-level ghost general who committed the crime had returned to the ghost world. It seemed that there were other helpers hiding. They were not even remotely related. clue.

There are treasures that interfere with the secret of heaven.

Currently, a large net is being cast to search all over Daning, and they are going into Wuwu Mountain to search, just to show off.

The hidden master of the Fifth Layer Building will not pop out on his own and reveal his identity.

Deputy Palace Master Xie will set up an altar in the valley tonight to invite ghosts and gods to communicate with the underworld to see if they can get any useful information.

But according to the moral character of those guys in the ghost world, they will act as long as they are not caught.

He would never admit that a master from the ghost world had slipped into the human world to cause trouble, let alone the crime of murdering the monks of the Fifth Layer Tower?
Such major cases involve masters from the ghost world, and are probably yet another unresolved case.

Send Elder Mei and his party away.

Everyone called back the little guy who was hunting and set off.

Xu Yuanchang deliberately broke off a few branches from the red willow tree that grew up to human height from the foot of the mountain and put it in a bamboo box for later use.

Meng Yiyi and Mulmo competed to show off the bird with beautiful feathers they had caught. In fact, Liu Xianfeng missed the shot several times and cheated in anger. He entangled the poor bird with his magic power, got close and shot the bird. Captured alive after fainting.

The four young ones and Liu Xianfeng were at the back, while Meng Yiyi and Mulmo argued loudly about their archery skills.

"Hare, hare!"

Mulmo's sharp eyes spotted a gray-haired hare squatting in the grass at the foot of the slope, busy with his bow and arrow.

The hare was frightened and jumped out and ran away. "Chirp", the bamboo arrow shot through the air and shot the hare to the ground. It rolled twice and then stopped. The other three bamboo arrows were shot one after another.

Meng Yiyi and Mulmo looked at Brother Shanlang who showed off his archery skills with admiring eyes.

They almost suspected that the broken bow in their hands was useless. It turned out that it was because of their poor craftsmanship.

The weather in the mountains changes at any time, and it starts to rain lightly.

The four of them quickly put their bamboo bows and arrows into their storage bags and took out their oilcloth umbrellas to protect them from the wind and rain, but their speed was slightly affected.

Later, we encountered two more interrogations led by monks from Sichuanlou. The rain was falling hard and soft, and it seemed to be following them until it got dark. We walked out of the rain area and stopped on a dry hillside to camp.

The setting sun in the west is like blood, and the mountains are vast and silent.

Xu Yuanchang looked at the large forest of rocks in front of him from a high place, and felt a strange feeling in his heart.

"Fellow Taoist Meng, could you please take a look, does the stone forest statue look like a relic of the ancient Shinto formation?"

They had gone deep into the Infinite Mountains, and they were likely to encounter any danger. When he saw the stone forest, he thought of the ancient formation ruins in Tingyun Mountain, and asked Meng Caiqin, one of the four who was proficient in formations, for confirmation.

Liu Xianfeng only specializes in the wooden formation and lacks interest in other formations.

Meng Caiqin observed and looked at it from a high place for a while, then took out a book to flip through, and explained with a smile: "The stone forest in front is not the ruins of the ancient formation. It is intermittently 20 miles wide. There is a steep mirror-like stone wall in the middle. There was a stone forest a long time ago. The name is called 'Echo Wall', and it is said that shouting into the stone forest can produce overlapping echoes. We can give it a try when we get there tomorrow."

Nan Baolin smiled and said, "You don't have to wait until tomorrow. I'll scream now."

About three miles away, he roared towards the stone forest with great enthusiasm: "I'm here!"

The sound waves rolled away, and after a while, countless echoes of "I'm here" came. Each sound was long and drawn out, and it seemed that countless people responded. It lasted for a long time before disappearing into the air.

When Liu Xianfeng saw the fun, he was about to fly to the stone forest and scream a few times.

Xu Yuanchang stretched out his hand to catch Xiao Shumei, with a solemn look on his face, and slowly shook his head: "Don't make mistakes, there is an ancient ruins over there, it's alive!"

Liu Xianfeng was startled. Of course she believed what the young master said. When the young master fell into the ancient ruins of Tingyun Mountain, he narrowly escaped death and caused quite a stir. She whispered: "How about we change the place to camp."

The ancient formation is mysterious and unpredictable, and she is worried about repeating the same mistakes.

There is a saying that "a gentleman should not stand behind a dangerous wall."

Meng Caiqin asked in surprise: "Fellow Daoist Xu, what kind of ancient formation do you recognize that is?"

Xu Yuanchang stared at the forest of rocks that looked a bit gloomy at dusk. Nan Baolin's roar just now caused an echo. At the same time, it also caused the trembling warning of the invitation platform in his consciousness space. As the echo disappeared, the invitation platform resumed its function. Silence.

From this, he determined that the stone forest was a Shinto formation, and he was still sleeping and not dead.

Very bad feeling.

He stayed away from those strange things left over from ancient times, and was not curious at all, because curiosity killed the cat.

He joked casually: "I have a treasure that can sense the ancient Shinto formation. I don't recognize what ancient formation it is."

"Let's go back fifty miles and camp. This place feels very dangerous."

Xu Yuanchang would not take out the treasure, so he suggested firmly.

Song Shuqian, who flew into the air to observe, smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid it won't work. Baolin's ghostly scream caused the surrounding fog to surround him. This place is really weird."

The fog came up quickly.

For a moment, the lower slopes were submerged in night.

The setting sun was gone, and it got dark without any warning.

Xu Yuanchang took out a red willow branch from the bamboo box and inserted it into the grass next to him.

Since there is no way to avoid it, we can only face the unknown danger head-on.

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(End of this chapter)