City tour of the master of cultivation

The black light from the courtyard of old Ye's house was from the hermit of ghost howl. When the ghost howling hermit successfully used the soul summoning technique to summon Ye Zixing's soul back to his body, it will be clear what ye Zixing encountered in the Longxing mountains.

Ye Zixing slowly opened his eyes, the pupil is full of hate color. Seeing his grandfather coming over with a calm face, he first took a look at the ghost howling hermit who was in charge of evocation.

Ye Shutian immediately understood the meaning of Ye Zixing, and politely gave the hermit a fist: "brother GUI, you are tired just now. Please go to the house and have a rest. You have prepared your favorite things for brother GUI."

Ghost howling hermit is also a slippery old ghost. Knowing that ye Shutian and ye Zixing have something to say, it's inconvenient for them to be around, he said: "brother Ye is so polite. Good. It's good to have a rest. But pay attention to the time, there can only be half an hour, an hour

Ye Shutian nodded and beckoned. Master Wu led the ghost howling hermit away. Ye Shutian turned his head and looked at Ye Zixing, who was full of dead air. He couldn't help sighing: "xing'er, come on, what's the matter?"

Ye Shutian really likes his grandson, especially Ye Zixing, who is gloomy and intelligent. He is very similar to him, but now he is separated from Yin and Yang.

"Grandfather, grandson is unfilial, can't be filial in front of grandfather!" Ye Zixing wants to kneel down, but his lower body is not obedient.

"You've already been like this. What kind of courtesy do you care about? Tell me all about your murder. "

Ye Zixing told the story of meeting Zhou Yi and Mu Xianxian in the Longxing mountains. "I don't know who killed me, but looking at the relationship between her and Zhang Ze, she must have a lot to do with Mu Yuntian's little daughter, Mu Xianxian."

"You're right. Mu Xianxian once appeared in the battle of Funiu mountain last time. It is said that she has some skills. You may not be her opponent. "

Although ye Shutian was surprised by the death process of Ye Zixing, at least he had guessed before, which was not unexpected. He's more concerned about another thing.

"Where is the key to that place in the Longxing mountains? Was it taken away by the young and skillful boy you said? "

"Yes, that boy, he also raised a spider, very powerful. The reason why the grandson was easily killed is that the boy has a direct relationship. " Ye Zixing gnaws his teeth and says hatefully. For him, Zhou Yi and Mu Xianxian are both killers.

"You mean, the boy controlled the key? Can you control the big array

"Yes, that boy did."

Ye Shutian is in a very bad mood. As the owner of the Ye family, he certainly knows what's in the Longxing mountains. Although he always thinks whether those things can be used, the words in his ancestors' instructions are very serious. It's no exaggeration to call the Ye family's Dragon veins there. Now the key to the Dragon veins is taken away by unrelated young people. Does it mean that heaven is going to kill the Ye family?

"Do you know the name of the boy? Is there a teacher? It has something to do with old man mu? "

Ye Zixing's answer to a series of questions by Ye Shutian is a simple shake of head. After a few words of questioning, ye Shutian only made clear the fact that Mu Xianxian was a murderer. It was like a mystery to Zhou Yi, and the array map in Zhou Yi's hand was the most important thing.

Ye Shutian is willing to pay a lot of money to invite guihao hermit, the founder of baigui Shenzong, to summon the soul of his grandson Ye Zixing. The real reason is the square eight lock array. Without the array, he can't enter the array.

After listening to Ye Zixing's narration, ye Shutian was even more surprised. At that time, there was already someone in the Longxing mountain array, that is, the mysterious boy. Who is this teenager? Why and how? Now these questions make ye Shutian very upset. But for so many years, ye Shutian has been in charge of a family of generations and high power. He can find the simplest way, that is, to find Zhou Yi, find the key map, and kill the mysterious boy.

After all, ye Shutian sends people to find guihao hermit again. When the ghost howling hermit returns to the scene, ye Shutian asks the ghost howling hermit to cast again and find the young master Ye Zixing said.

After listening to the words of Ye Shutian and ye Zixing, ghost howling hermit thought about it and said, "it's not very difficult. Just use your grandson's soul. It's just

"Old devil, tell me what else you want to say, just say it."

"I have a good baby. With this baby, I should be able to find the boy you said. Frankly speaking, we need media, which of course is to refine the soul of the person who has a deep memory of this young man, and then we can find that young man. "

"There's no need to dally. Just cast the spell directly."

"It's just that your grandson is so out of his wits that he has no chance of reincarnation."

They didn't avoid Ye Zixing's words, so they let Ye Zixing listen to them.

Ye Zixing looked at the ghost howling hermit's eyes very bad, can't help feeling bad. In his opinion, since he can pull himself out of the nether world, he should have a way to continue his life. However, it seems that the caster of the evocation magic can't even keep his soul, so the hope of a complete rebirth is shattered.People are afraid of death and greedy for life, even if ye Zixing has died once.

Now he is about to become an abandoned son, even if only one hour, ye Zixing is unwilling.

"Grandfather, I don't want to die. The nether world is too terrible, I don't want to go back again! " Ye Zixing suddenly hugged ye Shutian's thigh and began to cry.

Ye Shutian's heart a burst of boredom, coldly looked at his favorite grandson. He is thin and cool in nature. When he was the head of the Ye family, he killed all his brothers in cold blood. Now he is just his own dead grandson, but he has many grandsons.

"Old devil, just cast the magic." With these words, ye Shutian claps his hand and pats it on Ye Zixing's head. Ye Zixing's head, which had already died once, burst open. There was no brain or blood flowing out. Only a wisp of resentment floated out of Ye Zixing's head.

"Ghost howl hermit tut tut exclaimed," or old leaf head, you are cruel enough, old ghost head also admire you

"Cut the crap and cast the spell."

"Well, since I've taken a lot of advantages from you, cannibalism is the shortest, and hands are the shortest, then I'll start casting." While talking, the ghost howling hermit had taken out a magic weapon from his pocket, which was sharp at both ends and thick as a shuttle in the middle.

Ghost howl hermit poked his finger and smeared his blood on the shuttle weapon. Then he waved to call the grudged soul of Ye Zixing, who was struggling in ye Shutian's hand, and put the grudged soul into the shuttle weapon. All of a sudden, the magic weapon of the shuttle began to work, as if it was going to run away.

"Old devil, I haven't seen you for more than ten years. You have got such a good magic weapon. Congratulations."

"By chance, it's very dangerous to get this lethal soul chasing shuttle. It's very smart. It's easy to find the boy you're looking for."

"Good. Thank you, old man Ye Shutian's depression seemed to be relieved by the appearance of this lethal soul chasing shuttle. He suddenly thought of something and asked: "can the old ghost let the soul of Zixing transform the appearance of the boy in his memory first?"

"It's very simple." Ghost howl hermit said, two palms pinched a magic formula, mouth recite a sound, after a clear drink, from the lethal chase soul shuttle out of a cloud of smoke, at the beginning is Ye Zixing's face, that is full of resentment and hostility of a face, but soon turned into a handsome young face.

"This is the man? It's really young. "

"Teacher, master, that's him! That's him Suddenly there was a cry under the altar. The ghost howling hermit recognized the voice of his proud disciple Ma Yingming. Looking back at the young man with horse face, he said, "Yingming, what are you interrupting in

"Master, this man is the boy who robbed Shen Minghui, confidential secretary of the governor of Southern Jiangsu Province. He turned into ashes, and I know him." Ma Yingming thinks that all her beautiful skeletons and ghosts have been destroyed by Zhou Yi, so he feels the hatred pouring into his heart.

"It's him!" At this moment, even the ghost howling hermit also raised a group of nameless anger in his chest. You should know that the big ghost hidden in Shen Minghui's body was meant to deal with the old wooden battle of the wooden family, but he didn't want to be destroyed by Zhou Yi. He just took this opportunity to deal with it together.

The ghost howling hermit looked at ye Shutian and gave out bursts of laughter: "Lao ye, it seems that we still have a common enemy. This young man can't stay! "

Seeing that the ghost howling hermit suddenly becomes angry, although I don't know why, the common hatred for the boy is just the common goal of the two people.

"Of course, I can't stay here. I'd like to ask the old devil to perform his magic."

"OK, watch me do it!"

The ghost howling hermit said, waving his thousand soul flag, like dancing a great God, swinging right and left, jumping up and down, reciting words and incantations in his mouth. In his hands, the black appearance of the soul chasing shuttle became bright, but it was the kind of black and bright.

"Go The ghost howled, the hermit suddenly drank, and the soul chasing shuttle flew into the sky like lightning, and flew away towards the outskirts of Longcheng.