Apprentice the four-eyed Taoist master

Chapter 37 The Old Daoist

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"Hey, I know that the brother is not willing to listen. But the brother still wants to say: Although the concubine has a temperament, but the person is good, and he is kind-hearted, and the qualifications are not worse than that of the brother. The master is the four major Gold Core of the school. One has a deep background."

"What's even more difficult is that she has deep-rooted affection for her senior brother, and has never forgotten it over the years. If the senior brother and the concubine can form a dao companion, they can also support each other in the future and cultivate together."

"In the future, if the concubine can give birth to brothers and a half of children, brothers can not only enjoy the happiness of family, but also inherit the incense of the Lin family, wouldn't it be beautiful?!"

"If it's so good, why don't you find one yourself?" Uncle Jiu said depressed.

"Hey, isn't it that no one likes me as an old man? Brother is different! Twenty years have passed, people are willing to wait!"

Uncle Jiu, who had been teased for a while, drove the four-eyed Taoist leader out in a irritable mood.

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Two days passed in a flash, and in a blink of an eye it was night again.

It is rare tonight that the moon and stars are sparse, the breeze is breezy, and the residents of Jiuquan Town who have been bored at home for a long time by continuous rainy days will go out of the house by appointment, calling friends, drinking tea and chatting, so happy.

In contrast, the gate of Jiu Shu's dojo was closed, and the inside was pitch black, as if he had fallen asleep early.

After Yang Xuan shook the flag and sealed the Jiu Shu's dojo, he walked to the back of the altar that had been laid out a long time ago with satisfaction.

Behind him, Uncle Jiu and Taoist Four Eyes stood on one side each.

At the lower left of the altar, Xu Junming is the head, A Xing and Xiaoyue are arranged in order.

Everyone looked serious, and no one spoke.

After about half a cup of tea, Yang Xuan pinched and nodded.

"It's almost time, let Brother Lin cast a spell!"

Uncle Nine, dressed in apricot and yellow robe, nodded, strode to the altar, knotted his hands, and muttered words in his mouth.

"Xuanzong heaven and earth, the cloud seal is too empty, a magic incense greets the immortal driver, two tokens spread the road, anxious like a law!"

The curse sounded, and the green smoke that originally curled up above the incense burner suddenly went straight to Qingming, followed by Uncle Jiu picking up the two-sided token and threw it forward.

A dim yellow light shone from the token, floating out of thin air in a place ten feet in front of the altar.

Uncle Ji urged Magic power, and the yellow brilliance on the token quickly brightened.

"Junior Brother Yang, it's now!"

Uncle Nine gave a low voice.

Yang Xuan, who was already ready to go, shook his hand and played a French card.

As soon as the magic card approached the token, it turned into a big hole the size of a bowl with pitch black inside in the blink of an eye.

Xu Junming, A Xing, and Xiaoyue watched all this intently. It was the first time they saw such a technique.

A bright light flashed suddenly.

A blue aura with a thick arm and more than a foot long flew out of the deep hole with the mouth of the bowl, and turned into an old Daoist wearing a robes, a crown of feathers, a thin face, and a serious look!

Although it is just a hint of Divine Sense projection, the majesty and bearing of the old Daoist is also extremely Bufan.

Uncle Jiu, Yang Xuan, and Simu hurriedly bowed.

"Lin Fengjiao!"

"Yang Xuan"

"Four eyes!"

"Meet Uncle Qian Tai!"

The three Xu Junming, who had been confessed by Simu and Jiushu a long time ago, also bowed and saluted.

"Xu Junming!"

"Liu Axing!"

"Lin Xiaoyue"

"Meet Uncle Qian!"

The majestic gaze of the old Daoist swept across Jiu Shu, Yang Xuan, Si Mu and others in turn. When he saw Xu Junming, he obviously paused.

"Whose apprentice is this son?"

"Uncle Tai, Jun Ming is the disciple's apprentice!" Four eyes respectfully said.

He has become more serious now, who is usually out of character.

Old Daoist nodded.

"You have cultivated an excellent disciple for my Maoshan."

When the words fell, his brows frowned, and he looked at Xu Junming again.

"Why haven't they been sealed yet?"

"Returning to the uncle Tai, Junming only broke through half a month ago, and the disciples will not have time to take him to Luofu Mountain to receive seals!"

Old Daoist frowned.

"Complete this matter early, otherwise you will delay your practice!"

"Yes!"

"All are free!"

After everyone got up, the old Daoist continued: "Yang Xuan, are you all ready?"

"Everything is ready, just wait for Taishishushu to drive."

Looking at the dragon slaying corpse lying next to him on the shelf, the old Daoist nodded.

"Then let's start!"

Yang Xuan nodded and stood in the middle of the altar.

He closed his eyes and chanted a long spell!

As his spells became more and more urgent, the light green aura of his fingertips became stronger and stronger.

After a while, his eyes widened and he shouted!

"Jiuyou Juhu, anxious!"

The fingertips flashed in like a green light, which was placed in a porcelain basin full of clear water, one foot in front of the altar earlier.

After absorbing the green light, the originally clear well water suddenly showed a wave of ripples, and then as if a drop of thick ink was mixed in, the whole basin of water became pitch black in the blink of an eye.

A strong and extremely yin air radiated from the water basin.

Behind, a thin layer of green frost dissipated along the basin.

Fortunately, Daoist is cultivated in the courtyard, even A Xing and Xiaoyue have the foundation, but they are not afraid of the cold.

suddenly!

The originally pitch-black and colorless water basin became shadowy, as if there was someone in it.

When the water surface calmed down, two impermanences, one black and one white, appeared in front of everyone with the dragon-slaying ghost tied between them.

Compared to the dragon slaying Xu Junming had seen before, his ghostly expression was sluggish now, and there was no reaction at all.

Yang Xuan raised his hand in a salute.

"Mao Shan Nanzong Yang Xuan, thank you for the two messengers!"

"I will be ordered by the judge of Qin to escort Dragon Slaughter's ghost to this point. If you want to ask anything, please hurry up. After the incident, our brother will bring this soul to Senluo Hall for trial!"

Yang Xuan nodded, and carefully took out a very complicated dark blue talisman from the deerskin bag beside him!

Yang Xuan's Magic power urged, and the blue talisman seal was brightly released, and a tiny light flew out, submerged into the dragon-slaughter ghost in the water basin like lightning.

Immediately after that, a white smoke swept up and spread out one foot above the water basin, forming a cloud of three feet square.

After a short time, light and shadow gradually appeared in the cloud group. As the shadow became clearer and clearer, Tu Long's voice and smile appeared in front of everyone.

In the picture, Tu Long's eyebrows are fierce, and Gu Pan is domineering, obviously the way he was before his death.

I saw him shaking the soul bell, driving a group of corpses through the forest.

Taoist Maoshan often dealt with the corpses of the ghost Fox Demon. Yang Xuan, Jiu Shu, Si Mu, etc. could see at a glance that these corpses were not real corpses at all, but were pretended by living people.

Soon, the images in midair confirmed their guess.

After walking for a while, I was probably tired. These corpses appeared in their original form and fell to the ground to rest. Although there was no sound in the middle, from the look, it was obviously a series of dirty jokes and constant swearing.

The old Daoist standing nearby snorted.

"Unfilial son. Yang Xuan, skip these pickled pictures and look directly at the back."

"Yes, Uncle Tai!"

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