Eliminate Demons in Lin Zhengying's World

Ye Fan is summarizing the gains of this battle.

"Martial Dao enlightens the mind, cultivates to the extreme, and still captures and kills immortals. It is said that a true martial arts expert, even if his body is destroyed, if he leaves a drop of blood essence, he will still be able to reproduce a new body. Immortal?"

Thinking of this, Ye Fan's eyes were full of fascination, and he said secretly: "I still earn merit to break through the innate as soon as possible, and lay a good foundation. The royal zombies should also appear soon."

At this moment, a group of people appeared outside the village, and it was the group of Daoist Qianhe that Ye Fan was thinking of.

"In front of you is Senior Brother Simu's dojo, little prince, Wu Shilang, I will go to Senior Brother Simu to ask for some glutinous rice."

The person who spoke, wearing a yellow Taoist robe and carrying a peach wood sword, was Taoist Qianhe.

"Okay!" Wu Shilang said in a voice that was neither male nor female: "Hurry up!"

"Well." Daoist Qianhe looked at his four apprentices: "Southeast, northwest, you speed up! Don't delay business."

"Yes, Master!" The four disciples responded respectfully.

Jia Le and Qing Qing were outside, watching a group of people walking towards them.

Qingqing's eyes focused on the carriage, and a coffin was fixed on the carriage. This coffin was not an ordinary coffin, but a golden coffin!

"Jia Le, who do you think is that?" Qing Qing pointed to the few people in front of her.

Jia Le took a closer look and saw a few people wearing Taoist robes in the golden coffin guard team.

"That's the four senior brothers in the south, east, north and west."

Jia Le told the origins of several people, and his eyes swept to the Taoist priest at the head.

"Uncle Qianhe!" Jia Le hurriedly returned to the dojo when he saw Daoist Qianhe.

"Master Ye, Master, Uncle Qianhe is here."

The four-eyed Taoist priest who was refining the fox demon heard the words, stopped his movements, and stood up suddenly: "Junior Brother Qianhe?"

"Haha, Junior Brother Qianhe is addicted to alcohol like his life, and he is even more of a martial idiot. Ye Fan is here, and the two of them will definitely sympathize with each other."

Ye Fan's eyes also flashed a bright light, and Daoist Qianhe finally appeared!

Daoist Qianhe appeared, no surprise, then the royal zombies also appeared.

The four-eyed Taoist priest greeted Ye Fan and walked out of the hall.

There was a group of people outside, and a little prince was sitting in a sedan chair, followed by four young Taoist priests, and a big inner master guarding a golden coffin.

A flash of heat flashed in Ye Fan's eyes, and when he looked at the golden coffin, there were merit points in his eyes.

Master Yixiu also came out, and a few people walked up.

The four-eyed Taoist priest made a gesture unique to Maoshan: "Junior Brother!"

Jia Le followed suit: "Uncle Shi!"

The former river chief returned the salute: "Brother, nephew, it's been a long time, I miss you very much."

Master Yixiu also stepped forward: "Daoist Qianhe, long time no see!"

"I haven't seen each other for three years, and I never thought that the master would be brave and diligent in Buddhism, and he is about to get an eminent monk." Daoist Qianhe looked at it, clasped his fists and smiled.

"Not worth mentioning." Master Yixiu waved his hand humbly.

Daoist Qianhe noticed Ye Fan and asked suspiciously, "Is this the master's apprentice, or is it your new apprentice?"

Master Yixiu and the four-eyed Daoist looked at each other and both laughed.

"We are not qualified to be his masters."

"Yes, his name is Ye Fan, he is a martial arts master, our new friend."

Hearing the reply of the two, Daoist Qianhe was a little surprised.

"Pindao Qianhe! I've seen Master Ye!" The people that Master Yixiu and Senior Brother Simu admired must be extraordinary, and he didn't dare to neglect him, so he took the initiative to greet him.

"Under Ye Fan, I saw the Taoist priest!" Ye Fan nodded with a smile and responded.

Chapter 100 A whim, an ominous premonition!

The four-eyed Taoist priest looked at Qianhe and asked curiously, "Junior Brother, what order are you taking?"

"The royal family's business, escorting this golden coffin to the capital, happened to pass by the brother's dojo, so I came to ask for some glutinous rice." Daoist Qianhe was also a little embarrassed.

"Jia Le, don't go get your uncle some glutinous rice." The four-eyed Taoist looked at Jia Le, who was dumbfounded.

Jia Le turned back to the house, and quickly got a sack of glutinous rice and handed it over to Daoist Qianhe.

The four-eyed Taoist stepped forward, looked at the golden coffin curiously, and suddenly frowned: "Junior brother, the outside of the golden coffin is bound with ink bucket hemp rope, is it inside..."

Daoist Qianhe sighed when he heard the words: "Senior brother guessed right, in the golden coffin lies a zombie that has turned into a corpse!"

"The corpse has changed?" The four-eyed Taoist frowned deeper.

"Yeah!" Qianhe Daochang nodded and said solemnly: "And it is not an ordinary corpse, it has become an iron corpse. Fortunately, it is contained in a golden coffin."

"Iron corpse?" The four-eyed Taoist leader was in doubt. He knew that the iron corpse was infinitely powerful and invulnerable to swords. Not long ago, in Renjia Town, Mrs. Ren turned a corpse into an iron corpse.

He and Senior Brother Lin Jiu couldn't deal with it together. In the end, it was Ye Fan who took action and solved the iron corpse.

"Junior brother, since it's an iron corpse, why don't you use peach wood to burn it." The four-eyed Taoist asked inexplicably.