Heavenly Master, I have a different world

The wind howled.

The gorgeous manor seemed to have suddenly lost its color, or as if decades had passed in the blink of an eye, and the houses were withered and covered with spider webs.

The glory is no more!

A series of ghosts with a strong cold air emerged from the roof, the ground, and the walls, looking at everyone with eyes full of hunger and thirst.

"ah!"

"Ghost!"

moment.

The maid next to Master Yan turned pale and screamed.

When his eyes fell on what he had just eaten, he screamed again and again, bent over and retched.

But seeing that the bright fruits and snacks were stripped of their disguises, they were suddenly transformed into maggots, dead leaves, and piles of mud.

When I think about what I swallowed in my stomach...

The stomach revolted instantly.

"Peng!"

Gong Huyuan kicked the table in front of him away with his kick, evil energy surged from his brows, and his face looked solemn:

"I knew you had a problem a long time ago!"

What greeted him were several ghosts.

"Hungry!"

"I'm hungry!"

"..."

Generally speaking, Yin Hun is afraid of the yang energy of others, especially the warrior's Qi and blood, which is the nemesis of Yin Hun's attribute. If it is contaminated, it will almost die.

Only resentful spirits and fierce ghosts can restrain the yang energy of human beings.

now……

The ghost that rushed toward him showed no fear in the face of the vigorous Gong Huyuan. His face was full of greed and he rushed at him with his teeth and claws open.

"court death!"

Gong Huyuan's eyes widened, he drew his weapon from behind and whipped hard at the attacking ghost.

whip,

There are not only soft whips, but also hard whips.

The hard whip looks a bit like a mace at first glance, but it is more slender. It is also a blunt weapon, and it is strong enough to crack open monuments and crack rocks when swung.

"boom!"

The sound of the whip was like thunder, and the ghost screamed miserably before he even got close.

"Peng!"

The two ghosts were whipped to pieces by the hard whip, scattered into wisps of green smoke, and then submerged into the ground, only to reappear in erratic ghost bodies.

Um?

Gong Huyuan frowned.

Although he didn't use all his strength just now, it still stimulated the power of Qi and blood in his body, and even the resentful souls should be dispersed.

A few ghosts...

He didn't even lose his soul?

It's like there is a strange force protecting them, making these ghosts fearless of the vitality and blood of living people.

"Sir, be careful, there is something weird here!"

"Go!" Gong Huyuan's strength was obviously beyond the expectations of the ghosts. The pretty ghost face floating in the air also showed a ferocious expression:

"Tear him apart!"

"Woo..."

In an instant, more than ten ghosts swooped over.

White ghost hands appeared from the ground, grabbing Gong Huyuan's legs tightly and spreading upwards, trying to pull him into the ground and eat him.

Others were also attacked.

The ghosts here...

There are just too many!

There are dozens of them, and even if most of them are besieging Gong Huyuan, the others can still be divided into seven or eight, making it difficult to escape.

the other side.

Fang Zheng, who did not have the strength of Gong Huyuan, immediately took out a magic talisman, held the iron piece in his hand and muttered something.

"The true official of the Five Mountains, the only spirit of the earth."

"The Supreme Being has an order to suppress the evil spirits!"

"disease!"

The five sacred talismans.

With a flash of inspiration, invisible energy instantly covered the whole body, as if protected by a mountain. Several ghosts that rushed over immediately hit the void and screamed in pain.

"ah!"

One of the ghosts was the boy who led the way just now.

He covered his head and looked at Fang Zheng, his scarlet eyes filled with ferocity, and his hands turned into pitch-black ghost claws and pounced frantically at some point:

"Hungry!"

"I am so hungry!"

"Eat, give it to me!"

"I'll paralyze you!" Fang Zheng roared angrily, swung his knife and cut off the boy's head, then rushed outwards with the light of the knife.

"Where are you going, distinguished guest?"

The boy's head dropped to the ground and bounced around like a rubber ball. The headless ghost body fumbled and picked up the head, and before it had time to press it down, it followed closely behind:

"Let me have a bite of meat."

"Eat your grandma!" Fang Zheng flew up and kicked the opponent's head away from his arms, and was immediately thrown to the ground by several ghosts.

The ghost has no weight, but it can distort the perception of others.

Come over,

You will really 'feel' the force of the collision.

Several ghosts bit and pounced frantically, and the protective aura of the Five Mountains True Spirit Talisman was torn to pieces in the blink of an eye.

even,

There is a greasy, cold feeling on the legs.

Ghost hands!

The ghost hand was formed by the gathering of yin energy. As soon as it came into contact with the human body, it instantly began to plunder vitality. Fang Zheng also felt his body stiffen and his physical strength poured out rapidly.

At that moment, he hurriedly took out a few magic talismans from his arms, cut his fingers and smeared blood on them, and shouted:

"Accepted by the heaven, ascended to the nine palaces, hundreds of gods settled down, served the Lord of Heaven, souls were harmonized, five internal organs were enriched, hundred fermented grains were infused, seven liquids were depleted, fire bells were exchanged, evil spirits were expelled and bad luck was eliminated."

"Laws!"

"go!"

"boom……"

Several groups of spiritual light that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye exploded around him, and the ghosts surrounding him immediately screamed and retreated, and the place was completely empty for a while.

"Honored guest."

The boy found his head from nowhere, twisted his neck with his hands, adjusted his direction, and rushed forward again:

"Don't go, I haven't eaten yet..."

"Peng!"

Fang Zheng turned around and slashed with his sword. The blade was stained with hot blood, and he directly slashed the boy's head, cursing in his mouth:

"Repay it endlessly!"

"ah!"

Screams sounded.

Fang Zheng tilted his head when he heard the sound, and felt a chill in his heart.

But seeing that Master Yan saw that he could not escape, he suddenly pushed a maid beside him out to distract the pursuers, and a bunch of ghosts immediately surrounded the maid.

In the blink of an eye.

When the ghost dissipated, only a pile of bones remained where the maid was.

skin and flesh,

They were all swallowed up by the ghosts.

"ah!"

Gong Huyuan, who was wrapped in a ghost, looked up to the sky and roared, a stream of extremely strong and yang energy penetrated his body, and even condensed into the void.

"Tiger!"

"Break it for me!"

"Roar!"

The tiger transformed by Yang Qi looked up to the sky and roared, the sound wave vibrated, ripples appeared within a few feet, and the ghosts exploded on the spot.

Those who are close, those who are already dead cannot die again.

Martial arts master!

This person actually cultivated Zhenqi!

Fang Zheng's eyes lit up, and then his face showed regret. It was a pity that the other party was seriously injured, otherwise he might not be able to break out.

"Asshole!"

The ghostly face that had been motionless in the field also changed its expression upon seeing this, and the ghostly body was revealed with a slight shake, and two white long sleeves were flung out in the distance.

The fluttering sleeves looked weak, but when they came into contact with the ground, they plowed out a deep ravine.

"Snapped!"

With a flick of his long sleeve, Gong Huyuan flew away.

"My lord, leave quickly!"

Gong Huyuan struggled to get up, opened his mouth and spat out a blood arrow from the hard whip in his hand. He roared and threw himself towards the ghostly face in the air. For a moment, he was extremely powerful.

The middle-aged scribe protected Master Yan and kept retreating, his face became more and more gloomy, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed the timid thug behind him.

There are words in his mouth:

"Nine Netherworlds, the sea of ​​blood is surging..."

"disease!"

Secret method - bloody!

Several fingerprints and spells were inserted into the thug's body. The middle-aged scribe waved his hand, and the thug screamed and crashed into a crowd of ghosts.

The next moment.

"boom!"

It was as if high explosives were hidden inside the thug's body. It ignited immediately, and his whole body exploded instantly, with flesh and blood flying across the area for several feet.

The splattered flesh and blood was poisonous, and even the ghosts and ghosts screamed when they came into contact with it.

Fang Zheng looked back and felt his scalp was numb.

I'm afraid these people are not from a serious background.

but……

so what?

It's just a dead end now!

His thoughts changed rapidly, and he had already made a decision. He activated all the protective talismans on his body, held his breath and concentrated, and began to try to return to modern society.

go back,

This is the trump card that dares to appear here.

"Peng!"

"Hey..."

There were sounds of collisions and strange whistlings. Fangzheng was sweating on his forehead and shaking slightly. Just as he was about to leave, his eyes suddenly opened.

"Huh?"

"boom!"

There was a loud noise.

A large human-shaped hole suddenly appeared on the wall of the manor. A man held a spear and rushed towards the resentful souls in the field, roaring loudly:

"Ghosts and monsters, break them for me!"

Thunder gun!

Monk Xu!

Stimulated by the evil spirit of Yin Hun, the tip of the spear in Xu Monk's hand actually emitted a trace of electric light. When it came into contact with Yin Hun, it exploded instantly and the electric light enveloped the surrounding area.

"boom……"

"Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, the deafening roar got closer and closer, and a wave of blazing Yang Qi swept across the entire place, and the sword light as black as water pierced the grimace in the air.

Black Water Sword Technique!

Linghu'an!

They were not the only ones coming.

The deafening footsteps were getting closer and closer, and there were probably more than a hundred people there. The Yang Qi of so many people gathered together, making this ghost become unstable.

Ghosts and ghosts can harm people.

The yang energy of living people can also restrain ghosts.

Heaven and earth are restrained, one drink and one peck, that's all.

"ah!"

Screams rang out, and the ghost's face was split into two by the sword energy. He turned and plunged into the ground, and escaped directly.

"Master Yan."

Linghu An held the sword in his hand and looked at Master Yan who was in shock:

"Are you okay?"

"豼..." Mr. Yan's face was still full of panic. With the help of the middle-aged scribe, he slowly stood up straight, his eyes showing surprise:

"you know me?"

"I've heard about his name for a long time, but it's a pity that I've never seen him." Linghu An sheathed his sword, bent down and saluted, with a calm expression:

"Linghu An has met you, sir. I was suppressing bandits in the mountains before. I heard that you were trapped by ghosts when you passed by here, so you came here to rescue me."

"fortunately……"

"It's not too late."

"Okay, okay." Master Yan took a deep breath, suppressed the panic in his heart, and regained some of his previous dignity on his face:

"Linghu An, you came in time. Yan... will remember you."

"I don't dare." Linghu An's eyes were filled with joy:

"Sir, take a break and let us kill the ghosts."

"Okay!" Master Yan nodded, his face full of murderous intent:

"Put this place up!"

"yes."

Linghu An Ying is.

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The scorching sun rises in the east, and evil spirits hide.

All the mansions and mansions from last night disappeared, leaving only a grave covered with fallen leaves.

More than a hundred people brought by Linghu An gathered here. Listening to the shouts, they began to dig the grave. After a while, large pits were dug and coffins were lifted out.

"Come."

Zhang Mingrui handed over a pot of hot wine:

"Warm yourself up."

"Yeah." Fang Zheng took it and asked casually:

"What's going on with the Taoist priest?"

"The person escaped." Zhang Mingrui shrugged:

"But that person was poisoned, and I'm afraid he won't survive for long. It's thanks to Mr. Fang that you probably broke her rules before I caught the chance."

"You are a great Taoist." Fang Zheng cupped his hands and looked at the field:

"What should I do here?"

"Dig the grave." Zhang Mingrui said:

"Ghosts sound very bluffing, but they are actually shady."

"As long as the grave is dug, the corpse is burned, and the grave is exposed to the scorching sun for a day, no matter what kind of ghost it is, the soul will be gone."

There was something he didn't say.

Digging graves is a way to cut off descendants and will not be used unless it is absolutely necessary. It can only be said that the ghosts here have made Mr. Yan anxious.

It's hard to dispel the anger in your heart without crushing your bones and raising ashes.

"Taoist Master."

Fang Zheng took a sip of wine and asked:

"The ghost here last night seems to be much stronger than what you said, and it is not afraid of the yang energy of living people. What is going on?"

"Because there is a ghost here." Zhang Mingrui said:

"When you are in a ghost world, the yang energy in a living person's body will be suppressed, and the ghosts will become stronger accordingly. In addition, the ghosts here are somewhat special."

"They are a type of earthbound spirit."

"Earthbound spirit?"

"Not bad." Zhang Mingrui nodded:

"These ghosts cannot leave this place for some reason. They will also become stronger here, so naturally they are not afraid of living people."

"Taoist Priest!"

A voice came from far away:

"Come and take a look at this thing."

"good."

Zhang Mingrui stood up.

…………

"Magical weapon?"

Looking at the palm-sized bronze sword inserted diagonally on the coffin lid, Zhang Mingrui looked gloomy. When he looked at the other coffins, his eyes were filled with shock and anger.

"I'm afraid that in the tombs here, someone specially kept ghosts in captivity to cultivate evil ghosts."

"What?"

"Is there still such a thing?"

"..."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

"Everyone, please take a look." Zhang Mingrui touched some lines on the coffin and said:

"These coffins have been cursed and engraved with resentful souls. The people buried here will turn into ghosts and suffer torture day and night."

"You can't be reincarnated forever!"

"When the ghosts grow to a certain level, the people who raise them will release them, allowing the ghosts to devour the flesh and blood of living people and turn them into resentful ghosts."

"Um……"

"Fortunately, it was discovered in time, otherwise this place would have turned into a real ghost. Even if the mage comes, there will be no return."

"Is this happening?" Linghu An frowned:

"Maybe the Taoist priest can figure out who he is talking about?"

"Sorry." Zhang Mingrui shook his head:

"The poor Taoist has a weak cultivation level and little knowledge. He can barely tell that there are resentful souls here to attract ghosts, but he can't see the origin of the spell."

"Actually..."

"The person who casts the spell is most likely a mage, and he should not be an ordinary mage."

Mage?

Everyone was shocked again.

Mages are much rarer than martial arts masters, and even in Fucheng, a mage is a guest of high-ranking officials and dignitaries.

status,

It is far more than a martial artist.

…………

"Taixu is mysterious, watching your dead soul; Tianyuan Taiyi, the main soldier of the Jingsi; if the yin and yang are not in harmony, it will be fixed!"

Zhang Mingrui held a mahogany sword, stepped on the Tiangang Steps, waved the ghost paper in his hand, muttered words, and began to cast spells for the innocent souls of this place:

"All living beings have many grievances. The grievances are so deep that it is difficult to untie them. The grievances formed in one life will not stop in three lives. I am now passing on the wonderful method to relieve all the karma of grievances. If you listen to it with your heart and listen to it, your enemies will disappear."

The curse of resolving grievances.

"Your Majesty's decree of pardon will transcend your lonely soul; all ghosts and monsters will be blessed by you in all your lives."

"He who has a head will surpass him, but he who has no head will survive; he who will kill with a spear or a sword, or he who dives will hang on a rope."

"Death openly and secretly, death due to injustice; enemies of creditors and enemies, begging for life."

"Kneel down in front of my stage, and the spirit will shine; Zhan Ru will go away, and you will be reborn in another place!"

"Everyone, go!"

Reborn curse!

After going through a set of procedures, the gloomy tombs seemed to have a little more warmth.

"Open the restaurant!"

With loud shouts, everyone started to open the restaurant.

Under the scorching sun, streaks of black smoke curled away, and screams could be heard from time to time, but in the end they could not escape the blazing sunshine.

"call……"

After working hard for a long time, Zhang Mingrui finally had time to rest and squatted beside Fang Zheng in silence.

"What's wrong?"

Founder tilted his head:

"Does the Taoist priest have something on his mind?"

"Yeah." Zhang Mingrui nodded:

"The main soul of the tomb here should have escaped. The key is that the black water is gushing out from under the tomb. This... is an ominous sign."

Main soul?

That grimace?

"What's the bad omen?"

"Drought!"

Zhang Mingrui said:

"Next year, I'm afraid there will be a severe drought."

Warlocks in this world are knowledgeable about astronomy and geography, and coupled with the connection between earth veins and energy, they can often detect changes in the environment in advance.

He was already used to this.

Fang Zheng frowned.

He has been here for more than a year, so he naturally understands what it means to the local people if there is a severe drought.

But it's not too late.

"Then report it to the government."

Fang Zheng said:

"Plan the food early and distribute it when the drought hits next year. We should be able to save a lot of people, and maybe there won't be a big mess."

?

Zhang Mingrui looked surprised, then shook his head bitterly:

"Young Master Fang has a kind heart, but I'm afraid you may have misunderstood. If the government knew that there would be a severe drought, the people would not be able to survive this year."

"Rich businessmen will get the news first, and they will hoard food and raise prices."

"next year……"

"Then they will take the opportunity to acquire other people's acres. Do you know how the Ren family owns so much fertile land? They just took advantage of the calamity to acquire it."

Fangzheng was silent.

After all, he was still too naive.

But whether there is a severe drought or not, it has nothing to do with him. The worst he can do is go back to modern society and hide away.

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A few days later.

Mountain top.

The sky is covered with dark clouds, and lightning flashes from time to time.

"My boss."

Lao Fan rubbed his rough hands, his face full of excitement and worry:

"I wonder if it can be done?"

"If the Wang family's formula is correct, there should be no big problem." Fang Zheng stood in the earthen kiln and looked at the sky through the hole:

"Leizhaohong porcelain..."

"I don't know what it will look like with the porcelain recipe I gave you."

"It must be the most famous porcelain in the world, even precious porcelain." Old Fan nodded heavily:

"The Dong family's plain embryos are unparalleled, and the Wang family's thunderous red porcelain requires the power of thunder to be fired, which is simply unheard of."

"Two phases match..."

"coming!"

"Crack..."

The winding thunder and lightning, like weapons in the hands of gods, cut through the dark night sky, tore through the thick clouds and mist, and landed on the top of the kiln entrance.

There.

There was something like a lightning rod standing upright.

The lightning traveled all the way down the 'lightning rod' and entered the kiln cabin. The glaze on the surface of the porcelain also reacted violently in an instant.

"Rumble..."

Until then.

The slow thunder broke into the eardrums.

The next day.

Fang Zheng was sitting in the hall, holding a porcelain bowl and observing it carefully.

bowl,

The color is rosy and transparent, the glaze is as beautiful as a dream, and the thunder pattern on it adds a bit of complexity.

Tap lightly.

Its sound is crisp and melodious.

"Wonderful!"

Fang Zheng praised lightly, his voice full of emotion:

"Even if you look at the world, this piece of porcelain is probably among the top famous porcelains. It should be considered a precious porcelain. The only shortcoming is probably the texture on it."

After being chopped by thunder, the surface of the porcelain will have lines similar to spider webs.

Good textures are like natural ones. They will not reduce points but will enhance their appearance. However, the power of thunder is difficult to control, and the textures created are naturally different.

Most of them don't look very good.

and,

The porcelain produced is different every time.

"enough."

Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes:

"We can't control the direction of lightning here, but that's not the case in modern society. If the lines on this can be made to follow the imagined direction..."

"Baoci!"

After coming here for so long, I can finally go back to the modern society and show my talents.

"Master." At this time, Wu Hai came from outside the door and reported back:

"There are a few people at Sun Family Cloth Shop who want to join us. Do you think you should accept them?"

"Take refuge?" Fang Zheng put away the porcelain and said:

"what happened?"

"Since Sun Die's death, the Sun family has been having a big fight over the cloth line. In the end, there is no explanation." Wu Hai thought for a while and said:

"The people above are fighting for power, which has led to the business of the cloth shop getting worse and worse, and wages cannot be paid on time. Many people have begun to look for other ways."

"correct!"

"Didn't my boss know Lao Liu when he first came to Gu'an County? He has now left the cloth shop and wants to beg his boss to take him in."

"His daughter is here too."