Apprentice the four-eyed Taoist master

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"Goodbye, Master Uncle!"

Xu Junming smiled and waved, glanced at the dough in his hand, and shook his head slightly.

"Unexpectedly, I will have a day of charity."

Although he is also a Taoist priest, and in the eyes of ordinary people, he is also a monk, but he does not look like he can't afford to eat.

But left and right is not a big deal, so don't worry about it.

"But Karma for this meal has to be repaid."

With a flick of the finger, a flash of light flew into the carriage like lightning, turned into a strand of hair, hidden behind the little girl's head.

After doing this, Xu Junming looked up at the city in front of him.

Chang'an City is no different from the title of China in the world.

But it is not the only one. Many parts of this world are the same as the China world.

It's not like a new world, but it's what China's world will look like after it has expanded a hundredfold.

Unwilling to consider the Karma between the two sides, he urged Kui Niu to walk towards the city.

The huge Chang'an City has a circumference of nearly a hundred li, and the blue brick wall is as high as five feet.

Although there are demon ghosts in this world, they are not merged into the world like the Liao Zhai world. Institutions like the Xuanjing Division do not exist here.

The civil dynasty and the spiritual world are completely unrelated parallel lines.

Therefore, even Chang'an, a major city in the northwest, is far less tall and magnificent than a provincial capital in the world of Liao Zhai.

Xu Junming urges cattle to enter the city. With his ability, of course, he does not need to pay any entry tax.

After passing through Wengcheng, a simple stone road divides the city into east and west parts.

Kushibi's rows of shops of various colors extend to the end of the line of sight.

The shopkeepers, the shoppers, the people who eat and drink, crowded the whole street.

"It's been a long time since I saw such a lively street market."

Kui Niu nodded in agreement.

After the opening of Chongshan World, although the population of Liao Zhai World Dayong was filled, after throwing into the area of ​​2 million li, although Baili was uninhabited, it was not much different.

Even if it is a place where people gather, it is not as crowded and prosperous as it is here.

"Master, where are we going?"

"Look where it's haunted, where shall we go?"

"Haunted?"

Kui Niu is speechless, his master's thinking is really extraordinary.

‘Pop’, the green bamboo stick was struck down.

"Stupid bull, what do you know. Subduing ghosts can gain merit and find a place to stay, killing two birds with one stone."

"Master is wise."

"That's not going fast."

Kui Niu didn't dare to neglect, so he hurriedly stepped towards the city.

As for where is haunted? Kui Niu is a cultivator of the primordial spirit, with strong perception ability, so it is naturally easy to find it.

Soon, one cattle and one cattle stopped outside the door of a big house.

Under the wide eaves, the vermilion paint was peeling off the heavy door. On the broken plaque, the word "Zhao Mansion" can be seen faintly.

Passing pedestrians, after walking here, all face vigilance, subconsciously speeding up their pace.

"Master, here is the strongest Ghost Qi in the entire Chang'an City."

"Go, let's go in."

Xu Junming nodded and said.

"Yes."

Kui Niu stepped onto the third-level step, Xu Junming took a little green bamboo stick in his hand, and the closed Zhumen ‘banged’ opened at once, followed by a strong wind that rolled up the dust cobweb on the ground and disappeared.

Kui Niu stepped into the hospital.

When the pedestrians passing by saw this scene, Qi Qi showed shock. But soon the lively look appeared from the bottom of his eyes.

"Look, look, someone has entered the old Zhao's ghost house again."

"Really. This Taoist priest is really not afraid of death."

"It is estimated that it is from outside, otherwise who will go quickly."

"Maybe this Taoist priest has real abilities."

"A monk and Taoist with real abilities, didn’t the old Zhao’s family have never been invited? Didn’t they die inside? After so many years, the haunting of the old Zhao’s family has not been resolved. Besides, seeing that the Taoist priest is so young, why? It doesn’t look like someone who has practiced."

Everyone nodded.

"It's a pity a little Taoist priest."

After a few words of emotion, everyone dispersed. However, the news that someone had entered the old Zhao's ghost house still came out.

Of course, everyone is gloating a lot, and no one thinks that the little Taoist can get out of it alive.

No matter what they are, after bypassing the shadow wall, there is a large courtyard in front of them.

Pave the ground with green bricks and plant flowers and plants around.

The main building directly opposite is tall and tall, and the side rooms on both sides are fairly complete.

It is said that romantic wind is always blown away by rain.

The gorgeous house back then is now full of dead branches and leaves. The doors and windows of the house were broken, and the dog inside was called a cat bite, and there was a faint smell of rancidity.

Xu Junming glanced at it and frowned slightly.

"Go and look behind."

Kui Niu did what he said and walked around the Chuhua Gate around the hall to the middle courtyard.

A small lake covering an area of ​​half an acre is greeted with a rockery built on the lakeside, and a pavilion is located on the lake, surrounded by green willows and red flowers, obviously after some ingenuity arrangement.

The long corridor connects to the backyard and crosses the courtyard on the left and right.

This situation reminded Xu Junming of the ghost he encountered in Tanzhou City when he had just entered the world and practiced. I didn't notice it for a while and almost got stuck in it.

Shaking his head, he waved the bamboo stick in his hand, a blue light fell to the ground, and all the dead branches, leaves and dust were swept away in an instant.

Xu Junming leaped lightly, his body leaping up and down on a large bluestone near the lake not far away.

Kui Niu walked over.

"Master, should I just grab this nest of old ghosts and hand them over to you?"

"As soon as your thunder strikes, they will be greatly injured, and they will come to the Emperor Tower, and they will be less useful." Waved, "You go and clean up this house."

Kui Niu was about to get up, and suddenly stopped, with a flattering smile on Niu's face.

"Master, your elders also know that the Thunder Magic power of my cultivation is extremely violent, and it is really not suitable for the delicate work of sweeping the courtyard. Why don't you bring Qingfeng out, she has a quiet temper and is most suitable for this."

"You really think of your own daughter-in-law no matter what."

Before a half-length, the stupid bull finally picked the Qingfeng flower, and the two formed a dao companion.

"Hey, look, sir...!"

"Go away, sir, I'm still single. I want to show affection in front of me, but there is no door."

With a bamboo stick, Kui Niu was shot three feet away.

Touching his head, Kui Niu mumbled: "If you don't let it, why don't you let it?"

Xu Junming turned his head abruptly, the cold light in his eyes shuddered with fright, the thunder light flashed and disappeared in an instant.

"This stupid bull, if he doesn't fight for three days, he doesn't know what his surname is."

He cleaned up Kui Niu and turned to look at the lake in front of him.

With the help of a bronze mirror, one can clearly see a blue-black vein stretching hundreds of miles deep below the lake.

Yin veins!

This is a yin vein condensed from underground yin qi, earth turbid qi, and killing intent.

It is also the biggest Yin vein he has ever seen.

This yin veins waist, the strongest and purest place of yin qi, is just underground in this house, no wonder it will become a ghost house.

To know the Yin Qi, for the cultivator and ghosts of the Yin attribute Cultivation Technique, the benefits are stronger than Spiritual Qi.

To practice Yin & Yang, Xu Junming also needs the Yin Vessel Refining Method.

Especially recently, he is practicing a treasure, and if this yin vein helps, the treasure will become.

Even so, he did not act impatiently, but chose to wait until dark.

The sun is really strong at noon, not suitable for hands-on.

And there are a lot of ghosts in Yin Mai, especially a Cultivation Base is not weak. If he fights inside and hurts this yin vein, it is not what he wants.

As a cultivator, Kui Niu can clean a house that is no more than three acres in size. It couldn't be easier.

A few minutes later, I used a few dust-preventing spells, used Magic power to clean up the dead branches and fallen leaves, and it was all over.

If this guy broke his mouth, Xu Junming simply drove him back to the palace tree and reunited with Genqingfeng.

After the ears were cleaned, time passed quickly.

Gradually, it got dark.

Xu Junming held a bamboo stick and waved a black Lotus flower lamp, which appeared three feet in front of his left knee.

The Lotus flower lamp is two feet high, and there is no other decoration except the lotus flower head which looks a bit exquisite.

A big blue bean lamp flame, located in the amber oil.

Although the light is not big, the blue light shines around three feet away.

Xu Junming sat with his eyes closed, his body was also stained with a faint blue color by the light.

A little bit of time passed, suddenly opened his eyes.

"coming!"

‘Guru’, a string of blisters sounded, and then a black shadow flew out from the bottom of the water and turned into an old man wearing a black robe with a gloomy face.

Looking at Xu Junming, a cold color appeared on his face.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that in the past three years, someone who is not afraid of death will come again."

"It really deserves to be in the middle of the world, any old ghost has a Gold Core Cultivation Base."

"Boy, you...!"

When Xu Junming pointed it out, the old man seemed to freeze his whole body in an instant.

Reaching out his hand, the old man was like a puppet and was thrown into the Ksitigarbha gate by Xu Junming and held temporarily.

Thousands of feet underground, among the thick Yin veins, there is a palace built entirely of rock.

There is a plaque above the gate of the palace, the three characters "Ghost Palace", the brushwork is vigorous, a bit like Bufan.

On the inner throne of the palace, a thin-faced middle-aged man wearing a blue cloak with five ghosts embroidered on his chest opened his eyes.

Two gloomy lights flashed away.

"Xingyue actually failed. It seems that there are still a few ways to come tonight."

Perceiving his movement, all the ghosts and monsters who closed their eyes and cultivated around them opened their eyes.

"Ghost Lord?"

"Wait and follow me out."

"Yes!"

Headed by the middle-aged people, the ghosts came out of the Hall of the King of Ghosts and instantly crossed a thousand feet to the lake in the old house of the Zhao family.

Looking at Daoist in Qingpao sitting on a rock by the lake, a tall and thin young man volunteered.

"Ghost Lord, let me capture this person."

"Be careful."

The middle-aged man nodded.

He is cautious by nature, hoping for a ghost to probe the Daoist's reality first.

Xu Junming was too lazy to talk with them. With a wave of the bamboo stick, a small black clock condensed in mid-air.

The bell sounded, and the power of falling soul exploded.

The ghosts around seemed to be drunk in an instant, and fell to the ground one by one.

A green light burst out of the headed middle-aged man's arms, and a bead the size of a child's fist, burning the green fire, flew out of his arms.

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