Cultivating Master In City

It took a long time for the ghost howling hermit's ugly face to recover. On the one hand, it was because the big ghost Niutou ghost related to the God and soul was destroyed, and he was hurt to some extent. On the other hand, it was angry by Zhou Yi's words. When did the world become so different? How dare a young doll challenge the friars during his foundation period!? There's no one left.

Ye Shutian watched. The old ghost of others guessed the inside story almost. He advised: "old friend, with your ability to connect the sky, you can't find the young man? If this young man is really powerful, isn't he another big ghost in your ghost circle? I don't have any other skills. I can make my own decisions in Longcheng. I'll help you find the young man you're looking for."

"In this way, thank you brother Ye. If you dare to break my business, I will make him live and die." a gloomy smile appeared on the thin face of the ghost howling hermit.

Although the ghost howling hermit said something heroic, his heart was beating drums. When he is old and refined, his courage is much smaller, and he no longer has the spirit of his youth. Therefore, when he feels that the Tauren he has kept for decades has been killed by his life, he knows that this man is at least in the foundation period, but still a young man. What strength background does this young man have, Only a strong strength background can cultivate a young foundation period master, right?

Ye Shutian and the ghost howling hermit drank a few more glasses of wine and suddenly sighed. The ghost howling hermit glanced at ye Shutian. He knew that ye Shutian was asking for himself, or he wouldn't send a letter asking him to go down the mountain.

"Lao ye, just tell me what's going on. You and my brothers have been friends for decades. Do you want to talk to me?"

"Old devil, to tell you the truth, this time I've encountered some difficult things, so I'll disturb your cleaning." ye Shutian heavily butted the wine glass on the wine table, and then continued: "My third grandson Ye Zixing was assassinated a few days ago. I can't find anyone to start with, so I want to catch your cultivation in the ghost path, help me summon back the ghost of my poor grandson and ask for clarification."

The ghost howling hermit dalala said, "old friend, you should have told me about this. I will not only help you find out who killed your grandson, but also help you take revenge."

"In that case, I'll thank you first."

"What else do you and my brothers say? By the way, the sacrifices that should be prepared are ready?"

"Of course. Some of these offerings are the best ones that my grandson usually likes. If you don't dislike them, you can get them first."

"Ha ha, it's a pity that I'm not young for a long time. Once I enter the devil's gate, I'll be inhuman all my life. Alas, the best beauties are just a pile of bones in my eyes. As for the souls in the smelly skin bag, alas, I can't even refine decent ghosts. Well, I'll drink the wine, and I'll take care of everyone's feelings. First, deal with the serious business and find the murderer who killed your grandson Hands. "

Ye Shutian nodded and looked at Lord Wu standing by. Knowing what ye Shutian meant, Lord Wu turned and went out to prepare.

After a while, ye Shutian accompanied the ghost howling hermit and the six disciples of the ghost howling hermit to their Ye family's backyard. Speaking of, the backyard is very broad, close to the moat and very quiet.

In the backyard, Lord Wu has prepared a set of items. A temporary altar is set up next to the altar. According to a fixed formation, there are 18 soul summoning flags. These soul summoning flags are all middle-grade magic tools, which ye Shutian collected at a high price. On the altar, there is a man's body, which is Ye Zixing.

The whole altar looks gloomy and terrible. When the dark wind blows, it looks terrible with the night. Ye Shutian looks at the altar, he is worried. The stones placed into the altar are not ordinary stones, but more than 1000 first-class spirit stones, more than 200 lower class spirit stones, and 50 middle-class spirit stones. The 50 middle-class spirit stones alone are replaced by the first-class spirit stones The fat man and profiteer in the building slaughtered him severely. The money in Chinese and figures that day made the rich ye Shutian feel a little unbearable.

The ghost howling hermit looked at the altar in front of him and was very satisfied. Because the stones on the altar are really genuine spirit stones. It's better for rich people to take out so many spirit stones to make the altar to summon souls at once.

The ghost howling hermit's eyes turned to the altar. There were seven women kneeling beside the altar. Each woman was as beautiful as a flower. One of them was quite familiar on TV. At this time, the seven women were like lambs to be slaughtered. They were tied under the altar. The flower looked pale and watched ye Shutian and ghost howling hermit coming.

These women are young models and actresses who have had a relationship with Ye Zixing. They can be regarded as ye Zixing's beloved. If they sacrifice with their souls and blood, the probability of success will increase greatly. These women's mouths are sealed with transparent tape and their hands and feet are bound. It will be difficult to break free.

"Now it's ugly time. If you don't sacrifice, I'm afraid you'll have to wait until after midnight tomorrow." the ghost howling hermit looked up at the sky and said faintly.

"Well, please invite brother GUI to the stage."

The ghost howled and the hermit nodded and walked up to the altar. As soon as he went to the altar, the altar lit up, just like the lighting project, and the whole altar became very bright. The aura in the spirit stone began to surge. It was like a cloud at the feet of the ghost howling hermit, but soon, black smoke came out of the ghost howling hermit's body and entangled with the aura.

The ghost howling hermit took out a magic weapon shaped like a soul summoning flag. This is his famous magic weapon thousand soul ghost flag, which has refined thousands of innocent souls. The ghost howling hermit waved a thousand soul ghost flag and kept shaking. At the same time, his mouth began to chant words and spells.

The sky was very clear, but suddenly it became cloudy and windy. Everyone felt a strong wind that was cold to the bone. At the same time, the sky and the earth were suddenly dimmed, making it difficult to see things. In particular, the whole altar was shrouded in darkness.

"Sacrifice!"

With a hoarse command from the ghost howling hermit, several disciples of the ghost howling hermit rushed up, pulled out the ghost head knife, cut off the heads of the seven innocent beautiful women, and the blood suddenly rose to the sky. Strangely, none of them fell on the ground, but all rushed to the altar. The blood light lingered on the altar, and a ghost was forming.

The ghost howled, the hermit's ghost flag shook, and suddenly bursts of ghost crying and wolf howling were heard. In the blood light in the air, the vague ghost seemed to be inspired by something, gradually became clear, and slowly appeared from the void.

"Zixing, my grandson." ye Shutian shouted softly, with pain, hate and pity in his eyes. Ye Shutian has been less emotional in recent years, but ye Zixing is indeed his favorite grandson. His love for him has even exceeded ye Zitian, the most talented cultivation freak of the Ye family in hundreds of years. Unexpectedly, the last time ye Zixing was asked to go to the Longxing mountains to find the four directions and eight locks array left by his ancestral family, he not only failed, but lost his life on the Longxing mountains.

As soon as ye Zixing died, many of the Ye family's industries suddenly lost their backbone and were annexed and suppressed by other families and enterprises. Ye Shutian knew that it was the shepherd's credit. Even he suspected that ye Zixing's death had something to do with the shepherd, but there was no real evidence. In addition, he was really not ready to showdown with the shepherd, so he was always giving in and retreating. Now he wants to find out who killed Ye Zixing and whether it was the shepherd's plot.

Ye Zixing's soul was summoned by the ghost howling hermit, and stood confused in the void. Ye Shutian hurried up a few steps and shouted, "Zixing, grandpa is here. Tell Grandpa, who hurt you?"

Ye Shutian's voice was as loud as a bell, and ye Zixing's soul flashed twice. The ghost howling hermit made a slightly calm gesture to ye Shutian, and then cast a spell to guide Ye Zixing's soul into Ye Zixing's dead body. Ye Zixing's body sat up slowly, and a pair of eyes opened, but it was lifeless.

Ye Zixing's body was cut by Mu Xian, so even if it was sewn up, it seemed very strange to sit up at this time. "Ah, I'm not dead yet?" Ye Zixing made a strange voice.

The ghost howling hermit looked down at Ye Zixing sitting up and said expressionless, "you are dead. I summoned you back from the hell with the soul summoning method of our sect, because your grandfather has something to ask you. You only have one hour, and then you will be completely scared."

Ye Zixing's soul has been slowly degenerating these days. He can't remember some things, but he still remembers his grandfather. Looking at his grandfather's eyes, ye Zixing wants to stand up, but he finds that his lower body doesn't listen to his orders at all, and he can only move his upper body.

"Bitch, I said I wouldn't let you go if I was a ghost. Now that I'm back, I must let you pay with blood!!" Ye Zixing roared wildly. His upper body was waving his arms, and his lower body was dragging on the ground like a dead snake. It looked terrible.

"Zixing, tell me what happened to you in Longxing mountains? Grandpa avenged you!" ye Shutian went to the altar and calmed down and asked his grandson who was separated by Yin and Yang.