A bolt of lightning as thick as a finger burst out, killing the female ghost.

"ah!"

The female ghost let out a scream, and most of the Yin Qi on her body disappeared.

"Bai Jing!"

Uncle Jiu recognized the person, and joy flashed in the corners of his eyes.

"Master, don't be anxious, let me collect this evil ghost first."

Bai Jing jumped down from the high wall in one leap. He was as light as a swallow. He pulled out the peach wood sword on his back, pure Yang mana was poured into it, and the sword clanked.

"No!"

The female ghost had a look of fear on her face, feeling that the Taoist priest who suddenly appeared was so powerful that he was about to fly towards the sky with his seriously injured body.

"Where to go."

"Tear!"

Bai Jing's eyes were cold, and the long sword danced with golden light, completely splitting the female ghost's body apart, leaving her with no chance of reincarnation.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for killing a hundred-year-old ghost and obtaining an iron rod. 】

"Master."

After settling everything, Bai Jing came to Uncle Jiu with a smile on his lips.

‘What a good boy, I haven’t seen you for three years, but you can actually draw a thunder talisman!

The peach wood sword in his hand carries the power of thunder, and its peach color is deep. It must be at least made of lightning strike wood that has been heated for a hundred years.

The energy is light, the breath is mellow, and the cultivation level has improved a lot, good, good! ’

Uncle Jiu looked Bai Jing up and down, and couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw his good disciple standing in front of him intact, but his expression changed when he came to his mouth.

"You still know how to come back!"

Uncle Jiu snorted coldly and turned away, thinking that he must make Bai Jing bow his head and admit his mistake, otherwise he would not recognize him as his disciple!

There is no need for him to do anything else, just say sorry!

"Master, help!"

Qiu Sheng's screams came out again in the house. Uncle Jiu's face changed slightly, and he quickly opened the door and ran in.

"Knife mouth, tofu heart, still the same."

Bai Jing smiled and walked into the house together.

Wencai's face turned blue, his fingernails were extremely long and he was jumping up and down after Qiu Sheng.

"Tongtian Ru·Corpse Fixing Talisman."

Bai Jing stretched out his left hand, and the power of his soul condensed between his fingers. He flew into the void, and a talisman was instantly drawn and flew towards Wencai.

"go!"

The corpse-fixing talisman was affixed to Wencai's head, and he immediately calmed down and stopped moving.

Qiu Sheng was relieved. After taking a closer look, he realized that it was not his master but Bai Jing who had taken action. His face was overjoyed: "Elder brother!"

‘Drawing talismans in the air really boosts your cultivation level! ’

Uncle Jiu's pupils trembled. Even he couldn't do this!

"Qiu Sheng, long time no see."

Bai Jing unties Qiu Sheng.

"Hehe, isn't it? It's been three years."

Qiu Sheng laughed playfully, then thought of something, looked at Uncle Jiu who was checking Wen Cai's situation, and whispered into Bai Jing's ear.

"Senior Brother, will you go out this time when you come back? Master has missed you these years!"

Uncle Jiu immediately pricked up his ears. People who practice Taoism have sharp ears and eyes. No matter how Qiu Sheng lowered his voice, how could he not hear it.

‘Talk too much! ’

Uncle Jiu cursed secretly in his heart, and the movements of his hands involuntarily increased. If he hadn't lost all consciousness as he approached the corpse, Wen Cai would have screamed out in pain.

"Let's see again."

Bai Jing said ambiguously.

Uncle Jiu's eyes flashed with disappointment.

"oh."

Qiu Sheng scratched his head and asked, "Where was that female ghost just now?"

"Kill."

Bai Jing looked calm.

"My Xiaoyu!"

"Good kill! Otherwise she will have to suck you dry!"

Uncle Jiu interjected.

"But she and I are in love!"

Qiu Sheng was heartbroken.

"People and ghosts have different paths, so be more open-minded."

Bai Jing touched his nose, pulled Qiu Sheng outside the house, took out three oceans from his arms and stuffed them into his hands.

"Senior Brother, this is enough to compensate you. It will be enough for you to go to Yihong Courtyard and have some debauchery a few times."

"What did senior brother say? The friendship between our senior brothers is just a female ghost. If you kill it, just kill it!"

Qiu Sheng is cheerful and cheerful, but he is not good at cultivating Taoism, but he is self-taught in Sichuan Opera face-changing.

The eldest brother is generous with his actions, unlike his master who is so generous.

"Go ahead, your aunt will worry if you don't come home."

"Okay."

Qiu Sheng rode his Erba Dagang and walked towards the village.

After dismissing Qiu Sheng, Bai Jing walked into the house.

"Bai Jing, look at it for me. Wencai has drank a lot of glutinous rice porridge, but he still looks like this."

Uncle Jiu frowned.

"It's not like you don't know about the rice shops in and outside the village. It's very common to see missing jin or ounces and mixed rice."

Bai Jing grabbed a handful of rice from the rice bag and handed it to Uncle Jiu.

"Glutinous rice is mixed with sticky rice, no wonder!"

Uncle Jiu suddenly understood.

Glutinous rice has the effect of restraining zombies and preventing corpse poison, but if other types of rice are mixed in, the effect will be greatly reduced.

"Brother Xiaobai, you are back!"

Ren Tingting, who was hiding in the room, poked her head out and walked out. She looked at Bai Jing's handsome figure and her face turned red.

"It's Tingting, we haven't seen each other for ten years."

Bai Jing sighed.

Then the three of them took the rice bag and began to pick out the glutinous rice one by one. Wencai's situation was critical and there was no time to waste.

After half an hour of picking, a bowl of glutinous rice was finally put together. Uncle Jiu cooperated with the snake venom to extract the corpse poison from Wencai, and the situation was relieved.

"You come with me."

Uncle Jiu walked forward in a muffled voice without explaining.

The two came to the ancestor's ancestral hall.

Bai Jing understood, burned three sticks of incense, held the magic weapon in his hand, and stepped forward respectfully.

"Greetings to the Patriarch."

A ray of spiritual light descended from the statue, fell on Bai Jing, and soon returned to the statue. Nothing else happened.

"Master, you can rest assured now, it's genuine!"

Bai Jing turned around in front of Uncle Jiu.

"You are so smart!"

Uncle Jiu looked stern, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

When a disciple of Maoshan enters the sect, a trace of his soul will be led to the statue of the ancestor, which is considered to be a deposit in front of the ancestor in the upper world.

In this way, when ascending, you can also know that this is your own child and take care of him.

On the contrary, this is also a symbol of status. If you are worried that your disciples have been possessed, you can bring them here to check.

Uncle Jiu had become suspicious when he saw Bai Jing showing his divine power.

Bai Jing has a pure Yang spirit, which is a first-class qualification for cultivation, but he will also be coveted by those old monsters with a short lifespan.

Not only that, if a ghost general who has achieved great success in Yin God swallows Bai Jing, he can instantly cultivate into Yang God and reach the realm of Yang God!

Even if he is not a ghost general, the pure Yang spirit is also a great tonic for ordinary ghosts.

Bai Jing was born in a wealthy family, and this is also the reason why his parents sent him to his charity house to practice Taoism.

"Tell me, what have you done in the past three years."

Uncle Jiu sat down leisurely, and couldn't wait to hear about Bai Jing's great achievements.

"It's nothing, I have traveled all the way and gained some things..."

Seeing Bai Jing talking freely, Uncle Jiu was even more pleased.

He was blessed to have such a disciple in his eight lifetimes.

"Your magic power belongs to the pure Yang, with amazing power and incomparable purity.

But the price is that it takes you the time to cultivate one strand of pure Yang magic power, while others can cultivate three strands of magic power, which is really difficult.

I estimate that if you want to reach the realm of a Taoist, you must be in your forties, but today I see that you are full of vigor and look like Haoyang.

Tell me honestly, what is your current level of cultivation?"

Uncle Jiu's face flashed with a trace of expectation.

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