Ghost Shelter System

Qixing Palace is located in the northern suburbs of Linjiang City.

The winding path leads to a secluded place with faint turrets.

In winter, the Seven Stars Palace is covered with a layer of cold fog. This is the home of the Candle Sect. There are many temples and the Seven Stars Palace is hidden in the mountains.

Ever since Chu Qianxun's father started to make a fortune in real estate, the image of Mr. Chu as a worldly master has been constantly being constructed in the Chu family. The atmosphere here is very high, unlike Qingzhu Mountain, which is grand and grand, and it is not as grand as Mr. Kuishan. It's as old-fashioned and low-key as a house.

When they arrived at the entrance of Seven Star Palace, Qin Kun and his party saw Chu Dao sitting by the railing on the second floor of the turret, looking out with his hands behind his hands.

"Old Immortal Chu!"

"Senior Chu!"

Regarding the arrival of several people, Chu Laoxian seemed to have arrived a long time ago. These are all rookies of the Southern Sect, not outsiders. Chu Dao smiled warmly and welcomed the few people into the room.

"Li Chong, how is Uncle Ge's health lately?"

Chu Dao was considered to be the best-tempered among the leaders of the Southern Sect. Such an expert, Li Chong, was not stingy but he also respected him. He said politely: "To answer my uncle's question, Master Ge is fine and very healthy."

Ge Zhan was the pillar of the entire Southern Sect, and the news that he was in good health was better than anything else.

Wang Qian said: "Uncle Chu, have you figured out our purpose?"

Chu Laoxian glanced at Qin Kun and then shifted his gaze to Wang Qian: "Yes. Without further ado, let's all come in."

It was the first time for Qin Kun to come to the quiet room where Chu Laoxian practiced Taoism. The same was true for everyone else. The quiet room was as cold as an ice cellar. It was hard to believe that Chu Dao, who seemed to be pampered and well-off, would practice Taoism in such a place.

In the quiet room, a statue of Maoshan Lu Jiuhe is enshrined. When Maoshan was destroyed, the Heavenly Master Lu Jiuhe passed through the six volumes of the Heavenly Book to Fuyu Mountain and was regarded as the master. Incense was lingering, and a big word "candle" was written on the gray wall. In the quiet room, there were candlesticks everywhere, some with candles inserted, and some just lit with lamp oil.

"Qin Kun, your causal line has been cut off. There is no cause before and no result after. I can't figure out your purpose. But I can figure out that Li Chong, Wang Qian, and Zhao Feng came to me today. Judging from their appearance, you Chief, are you going to lead them to find the whereabouts of the Ghost King?"

Chu Laoxian half-calculated and half-guessed that the matter was just like what he had seen and heard with his own eyes and ears. It was already an exaggeration.

Several juniors clicked their tongues, but Qin Kun was used to it: "Ghost King? We are not that arrogant yet..."

Not the Ghost King?

Chu Laoxian was stunned and realized that he had not guessed correctly. He pinched his fingers and thought deeply for a moment. Suddenly, he smiled again: "I know, Xijueluo! You want to capture the first lotus seed of the Demon Lotus."

Qin Kun nodded: "I really can't hide it from you."

Chu Dao was waiting for a few people, so he was naturally prepared to help them. The seven candlesticks were filled with candles, and Qin Kun was finally sure that the candle in Chu Dao's hand was a Yin candle! One black candle worth 100 merits, seven of them were used at once!

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The price of divination by Old Fairy Chu is not small!

Qin Kun was very shocked. His Yin Candles were all refined by the Ten Death Altar. He didn't know how Chu Laoxian refined these Yin Candles.

The candle flickered, but at first there was nothing special about the candle.

Then Chu Dao recited silently: "The Nine Heavens are easy to carry, candles and dragons are regarded as immortals, bahts are counted as stars, cause and effect are boundless, fireflies are shining brightly on the moon, Qianyuan glimpses into the year, the common people bow their heads, and thick soil fills the abyss."

"The infinity of the ten directions has brightened its head, and the divine candle of Yin Fate also counts the sky!"

When Chu Dao recited the incantation, he closed his eyes and stared with two fingers raised in front of his chest. After the incantation was completed, his eyes suddenly opened, and eternal cause and effect flowed in his eyes. If he looked carefully, he felt that his soul was tightening, as if he would be trapped in his eyes at any time.

Chu Dao wiped the air, as if there was an invisible steel wire in the air, and the two raised fingers were scratched with wounds. The blood on the fingertips dripped on the seven lamps, like phosphorus powder entering the fire. In an instant, the flames surged.

In the shadow of the fire, Qin Kun saw a picture.

The Manchu royal family that I saw while keeping vigil for Uncle Qu that day was sitting in a large auditorium at this moment.

Qin Kun looked at the auditorium carefully and it looked more and more familiar.

"This is...Linjiang University???"

In the last Linjiang University school bus accident, many parents of students held banners at the entrance of the auditorium to denounce the school's mistakes. The Blood Soul Cult lurked in the school, and Professor Leibniz was also made into a kneeling corpse by Qin Kun facing the auditorium. Apologies for the direction.

Today, I discovered that Xijueluo was actually here!

Do these bitches think the school is their home?

Chu Dao put away his Taoist skills. The eternal cause and effect disappeared in his eyes, and he was extremely exhausted. After a while, he finally breathed: "I'm old, a small Taoist skill is so laborious."

"Senior Chu, thank you for your hard work." Qin Kun took out a magic weapon from the elastic space, "This thing is used as a cause and effect account."

A turtle shell with thorns on its back was handed to Chu Laoxian by Qin Kun. Chu Laoxian had never seen this thing before: "It's expensive. I can tell you a hundred thousand, just pay."

"Don't make trouble...my father has rented an orchard, and all the money he has is given to the family. We don't have that much money."

"Little friend Qin, don't you know how much a magic weapon costs?" If we really talk about the price, this turtle shell is much more than 100,000.

Qin Kun said: "I heard that you asked Chu Qianxun to buy the clothes I wore when I attended the Nanzong Taoist Association. It is appropriate to give this to you."

This magic weapon is naturally the magic weapon Bai Tu gave him in the City of Ten Deaths, the Xuanwu Cage.

Qin Kun had always carried the divination magic weapon with him and had almost forgotten about it. If he hadn't thought about it today, he might still have to carry it in his package. This magic weapon is of little use to me, and I don't know how to tell fortunes, so I might as well give it to Chu Laoxian as a favor.

The Candle Sect has always used candles and lanterns for divination, so it’s okay to use turtle shells, right?

Chu Laoxian touched the rough turtle shell and couldn't put it down.

"The Thick Armor of the Spirit Turtle is indeed a good thing! Then I will accept it!"

Farewell to Chu Laoxian, the group left the Seven Star Palace with a goal in mind, which is Linjiang University!

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December is the busiest time at Linjiang University.

Qin Xue is a sophomore this year and is the deputy director of the school's art department. As the end of the year approaches, the school's art party is about to start again.

As a freshman last year, Qin Xue was envious and admired when she saw the wonderful performances of her seniors. Of course, as a part of the artistic performance at that time, Qin Xue also felt the vitality and vitality of the university.

This year, as the backbone of the student union, she can also take on a big role and be responsible for the choreography of the opening dance. Qin Xue has been very busy during this time.

Generally, the cultural evening is held on one of the days from Christmas to New Year's Day. Firstly, it is to meet the occasion, and secondly, it is to relax before the exam and actively enrich the students' after-school life.

"Let's rehearse today and show your best, okay?"

"good!"

After the rehearsal of the previous show, Qin Xue, as the lead dancer, led the others on stage.

The lighting is very youthful, and there are no crazy dancing monsters with colorful lights. The music is also very energetic, and it is mainstream dance music. The opening dance naturally has to drive the atmosphere. The students' dance postures will show the versatility of college students and the colorfulness of college life.

There are no students in the auditorium these days. It is a closed rehearsal. At most, a few teachers from the Student Affairs Office and the Youth League Committee will come to give guidance. The confidentiality work is very good.

At the end of the rehearsal, Qin Xue said: "Thank you for your hard work~ Let's take a rest first. We have to practice harder in the evening."

After everyone dispersed, Qin Xue found that the phone rang.

"Hello, bro?"