Lord of Deception

To summon tens of millions of hungry ghosts from all over the country at once, of course, it depends on the situation.

Just like this time, Yu Zi's power to clear the hungry ghosts increased and he activated the sacred wooden bowl to do it.

Even if you could, you wouldn't be able to summon so many at once.

It's a pity that others don't know this.

It doesn't matter. Anyway, Yu Ziqing just wants the hungry ghosts to have a good meal. He doesn't even ask them to be promoted collectively. As long as they enjoy the meal and have a few more normal IQs... No, it can be possible. Just be self-aware.

After all, the vast majority of hungry ghosts actually have no self-awareness before they change their job as hungry ghosts. There is actually no difference between them and those stupid A Piao.

Just pull out some hungry ghosts and do simple work like paving roads, building houses, and plowing the fields.

IQ is the prerequisite for developing hard power. Otherwise, a group of guys who have no self-awareness will have to live in a locust forest and serve as a city wall.

Yu Ziqing was not in a hurry to sort out the methods for practicing the Hungry Ghost Realm. He also did not sort out the basic methods for practicing the Hungry Ghost Realm in person.

It's because the smart ones have been able to slowly accumulate strength according to their own instincts.

Just like the demon clan, most of the demons have no cultivation methods and just accumulate strength instinctively.

Xianxian and Wu Shuangge don't need Yu Zi to take care of them. They will advance according to their own way of practice.

And those who have no self-awareness, or are too stupid, even if you give them a method, they will not understand.

Maybe after they have the method, something goes wrong, so it is better to accumulate strength according to instinct. It may be a little slow, but at least it will not go wrong.

For top experts, there is really no way to do it in a short period of time, and there is no rush. They can only make sure not to make mistakes and rely on time to accumulate knowledge.

Or, if you want to recruit a strong man to defend your home, you have to decide first whether he is here to defend your home or to attack the city.

Before You Zhen appeared, Yu Ziqing had never thought of recruiting someone to guard the family.

Now there is one. If everyone gets along well, then Yu Ziqing will nudge King Xiang from behind and help him, so that King Xiang can dig out a few more of his father's stumps.

Place your right leg on the north side of Jinlan Mountain, your left leg on the south side, your left and right arms, and one on the east and west sides. Calculated in this way, it is approximately equivalent to the forbidden area of ​​Jinlan Mountain, guarded by four ninth-level powerhouses.

Carrying a sword and leading millions of hungry ghosts to the wilderness, Yu Ziqing grinned and thought about good things.

What we do now is, at best, patting the belly to show that there are muscles underneath.

The most serious way to lighten your muscles is actually just one, a row of nine steps to that pestle, you don’t need to say anything, and it’s worth a thousand words.

Yu Ziqing secretly warned himself that he must not drift away. The idea of ​​​​finding one or several backers for himself was a long way to go.

Now, at best, it is only one-sixth of a ninth level, barely equal to one.

Yu Ziqing was thinking nonsense here, walking unsteadily, not recognizing his relatives.

As time passed, he led hundreds of digging troops all the way south from the Hengduan Mountains, and his beer belly completely dissipated.

He felt that the power in his body was passing away, and the appearance of a hungry ghost slowly disappeared, and the Yin Shen returned to his original appearance.

The Hungry Ghost Sword, which was pitch black and exuded strange power, was transformed into a dagger wrapped in rust again.

Zhenhuang, who had been observing secretly, frowned slightly and his eyes became more solemn.

A ninth-level powerhouse might not be afraid of those hungry ghosts, but as the Zhenhuang, he couldn't help but care.

He could clearly sense that the auras of those hungry ghosts, the weakest of which were comparable to entry-level monks, or in other words, advanced ghosts.

Millions of hungry ghosts who can appear in the territory of a divine dynasty at any time and do not even need supplies are, to a certain extent, no worse than a strong man in deterring a divine dynasty.

He still doesn't understand how those hungry ghosts appeared directly in the Cave of Sorrow.

Is this Jin Lanshan’s method?

The relationship between the people in Jinlan Mountain and the hungry ghosts is much closer than they thought.

What did Qing Ziyu, who used his body to use the power of the Hungry Ghost Path, rely on?

Does he have the power to cultivate the Hungry Ghost Path, or does he rely on the sword that has a strong aura of the Hungry Ghost Path, or is it both?

There were many doubts in his heart, but Emperor Zhen just watched and allowed Yu Ziqing to wander across the border with the hungry ghost. He already had a lot of guesses in his mind. After careful consideration, he sent a message to Li Xingchen.

Li Xingchen received the message from Emperor Zhen and silently bowed his hand to Prince Xiang.

"Prince Xiang, Li has something else to do, so I'm leaving."

Without saying a word, Li Xingchen turned around and left, never asking about Old Zhenhuang's leg again.

Prince Xiang was silent. He didn't quite understand what his second uncle was thinking.

For the sake of stability, he would even pretend to stop him from taking out his father's stump, but now, his second uncle just ignored him.

After pondering for a moment, King Xiang sent a message to his men.

Let them stand back a little and let those who want to take advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble rush forward.

The rebellion that shook the northern territory was from the bottom up from the beginning. Now that Mr. Wang was discovered, King Xiang was even more sure that people from other fiefdoms who took the opportunity to stir up trouble were either stupid or bad.

Then let Zhenhuang deal with them.

Pack them up and make room for others. In the next year, many fewer people will die in the earthquake.

…

Yu Ziqing slowly put the rusty sword into his arms. He knew that many people must be paying attention to this place now.

Then let them pay attention.

Yu Ziqing also wanted to see if there was anyone bold enough to attack him now.

The fishing is over on King Xiang's side, but it's not over on his side yet.

The power he obtained out of thin air has dissipated. He is still an ordinary fourth-level physical practitioner, and the hungry ghosts following him are basically first-level ones.

If a master comes to kill him, he is easy to kill.

Yu Ziqing continued on his way. Seeing that no one seemed to be coming, he boarded the airship, sat on the deck of the airship, and slowly floated toward the wasteland, leaving the hungry ghosts on the ground.

The journey was uneventful until he flew out of the area of ​​the earthquake and entered the wasteland.

Yu Ziqing casually took out a magic pill and put it in his mouth.

Just as the stick of incense flew again, runes suddenly appeared around the flying boat.

Yu Ziqing grinned, there are really some people who are not afraid of death.

He made a prompt decision and bit into pieces of the magic pill. The huge amount of magic energy inside was swallowed by it. His body surface immediately turned into gray-black, and a large number of magic lines emerged, covering every inch of his skin.

The next moment, a rotating sharp sword appeared on his chest, and the tip of the sword collided fiercely with the goggles hanging on his heart.

Yu Ziqing stretched out his hand and grabbed it in his hand. The sword blade pierced his skin, making a sound of metal and iron. The cut flesh and blood was instantly covered with demonic energy and recovered immediately.

He held the flying sword, exerted force in his palm, and bent it hard, breaking the power in it into pieces with brute force.

"You really treat me like soft food. If you don't even have a seventh-level monk, who are you looking down on?"

Yu Ziqing reached out and turned over, and a filthy gas bucket appeared. He threw it with all his strength.

The foul gas barrel turned into an afterimage and instantly hit the formation obstacle in front of it.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and a huge amount of refined filthy gas and toxins spurted out, and a sizzling collision sound was heard, accompanied by the dimming of the divine light and the weakening of spiritual power.

The formation was forcibly corroded to create a big hole.

Yu Ziqing stood on the flying boat, rushed out of the big hole, and took out an empty gas bucket to collect the exploded gas and toxins again.

Outside the formation, four sixth-level god-transforming monks looked at the possessed Yu Ziqing, shocked and angry.

Yu Ziqing's waist dropped slightly, and his figure suddenly turned into an afterimage. He rushed out from the flying boat and withstood three or four spell attacks and flying swords.

With a ferocious smile, he rushed to one of the monks. Demonic energy surged in his palms, full of great strength and a trace of the power of the hungry ghost. He punched through the opponent's defense and pinched the opponent's neck with one hand. .

There was a click.

The man saw his own back.

Yu Ziqing casually threw the body towards the flying boat, turned around and rushed towards the others again.

The remaining three people did not expect this scene. They specially ambushed them at high altitude, and they also spent time and formation flags to set up the formation.

But he didn't expect that Yu Ziqing was a barrel of filthy energy, directly possessed by demons, and had the power of the hungry ghost realm.

The ambushers were caught off guard by Yu Ziqing, and one of them was crushed to death on the spot.

The three of them fled in three directions respectively. However, they saw that except for the direction where Yu Ziqing was, there were a filthy gas barrel exploding in the other three directions, including up and down.

The huge stench and toxins seemed to form a circle, surrounding them inside.

One of them made a seal with his hand and blew up the strong wind, trying to blow away the foul smell.

Those filthy gases and toxins were swirling in the strong wind, and he flew out along the path that was blown open.

There was another person who moved around with flying swords, turning into a beam of escaping light, striking at the foul air and toxins.

He also followed the split road and ran wildly.

The last person still wanted to force his way through with a defensive magic weapon.

However, just when they thought they had passed through the area covered in gray-yellow foul gas and toxins, they suddenly saw three foul gas barrels in front of them, and the runes on them had begun to bloom with a dazzling brilliance.

Bang bang bang...

The sound of explosions was heard endlessly, and a moment later, three guys whose whole bodies were infected by foul gas and toxins were seen falling from mid-air to the ground.

Their magic weapons also lost their power, turned into scrap metal, and fell down with them.

Fifteen stinky gas barrels, it would take more than a million people a month to collect the filthy gas and toxins.

Dealing with Qi refining monks is almost unfavorable.

If necessary, Yu Ziqing has more.

No magic weapon can withstand this kind of pollution. If it cannot be polluted, it only means that there is not enough filth and the concentration is not strong enough.

Yu Ziqing slowly fell to the ground, and the three monks had fallen to death.

He was bombed again and drowned in filthy odor. He couldn't use magic techniques, his true energy was polluted, and his magic weapons couldn't be used. His physical body was so weak that he could only be thrown to death on the spot in frustration.

Yu Ziqing took away the corpses, including everything they carried, and then flew up with Wu Shuangge to take away all the foul smell and toxins that filled the sky for more than ten miles.

keep going.

The demonic energy on his body began to slowly dissipate. Without the demonic thoughts, the demonic aura was just rootless duckweed and would not exist for long at all.

There are not too many magic pills, so use one less and use sparingly.

But one thing to say, Bewitched is really useful.

He made no resistance at all, and was so possessed by the devil that he at least changed from the fourth level of physical cultivation to the fifth level of physical cultivation, and his recovery power was stronger than that of ordinary physical cultivation. If one blow could not stop him, then it would not necessarily be who died.

Whether it's a small temptation or a desperado trying to steal his things, it won't be a problem for the time being.

Yu Ziqing continued to stand on the bow of the airship. Jinlan Mountain was not far away, and he was almost there.

Yu Ziqing looked around.

"I'm almost home. Whether you want to kill me or grab something, you'd better hurry up. Otherwise, if you go any further, you won't have a chance."

Seeing no one responded, Yu Ziqing sneered.

He is a monk in the Yin Shen Realm, and his senses are extremely sensitive. Along the way, he can vaguely feel a sense of prying eyes from time to time.

That means the other party must be a great monk of level seven or above.

And it was definitely not a great cultivator of God Refining, nor any other cultivator of the ninth level. Otherwise, he might not be able to sense the prying eyes.

After thinking about it, Yu Ziqing took out the rusty sword in his arms.

"You want this, right?"

"Take it."

With that said, Yu Ziqing threw the rusty sword forcefully to the side.

The rusty sword passed through an afterimage and was instantly outside Li Xu.

When the rusty sword flew several miles away, Yu Ziqing finally felt the peeping feeling again.

He saw a faint fluctuation in the sky there, as if a fake painting similar to the sky had appeared. A hand stretched out from there, grabbed the rusty sword and retracted it again.

The middle-aged man hidden in a transparent cover grabbed the rusty sword and was about to flee when he saw a big foot appearing out of thin air behind the rusty sword in the tassel hanging on the sword.

Kicked him.

All the protection on his body, as well as his body and soul, withstood forces far beyond their limits at the same time.

In the blink of an eye, with a bang, everything turned into powder.

After one kick, the foot retracted again.

The spreading power exploded the transparent cover, and all the powder was seen falling from the sky. Only the rusty sword flew back to the flying boat and was caught by Yu Ziqing.

"I gave you a chance but you didn't use it."

"This is the treasure of my Jinlan Mountain."

"If anyone wants it, feel free to take it yourself, you're welcome."

Yu Ziqing put the rusty sword on the table on the deck, went back to the cabin, and didn't care about it anymore.

This time, there were no more prying eyes. The rusty sword was just there. The protection of the flying boat was not even opened, and any bird could snatch it away.

But all the way to Jinlan Mountain, there were no more disturbances.

The flying boat landed outside the locust tree forest, and a large group of hungry ghosts behind it poured into the locust tree forest and disappeared.

Yu Ziqing looked at the surrounding environment. The terrain was flat, and he could see the main peak of Jinlan Mountain when he looked up.

"Senior, what do you think of this place? With senior's eyesight, when you look north, you should still be able to vaguely see the shadow of the Hengduan Mountains.

If senior doesn't like it, senior can choose any other direction, or you can go back to Jinlan Mountain with me. "

A stream of light flew out of the rusty sword's tassel, and after landing, it turned into a traveling shock.

He looked around, looking a little dazed.

"The world has changed. I didn't expect that today's wasteland has become like the Great Earthquake in the north. It's a little more friendly."

He came back to his senses, looked at Yu Ziqing, and smiled.

"Let's just stay here. We monks don't pay too much attention to it. We just need a place to stay. The yin and cold here are strong, but I feel very comfortable."

"Senior, as long as you don't feel neglected."

Yu Ziqing looked at the hungry ghosts who kept pouring into the locust forest and said loudly.

"Is there anyone who knows how to build a house? Or maybe someone who thinks of his own craftsmanship."

After saying that, most of the hungry ghosts looked at each other, but there were dozens of hungry ghosts who came out and saluted Yu Ziqing.

"Have you all remembered how to build a house?"

"I'm thinking... I'm up." One of the hungry ghosts spoke with great difficulty, speaking awkwardly.

“Okay, you can help our new neighbors build a house next to the locust tree.

It just so happens that there are ready-made locust trees here. It looks like they will grow well if you cut them down. Seniors will probably like the smell of those locust trees. "

"I like it, of course I do." You Zhen nodded. Just standing here, he felt that the demonic thoughts in his body were suppressed. The faintly emerging demonic thoughts seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep. Extremely slow.

It would be best if we could live in a residence built by the locust trees here.

"Senior, just tell them whatever they want. After they have eaten, they must move around. If anything happens, senior can just tell them."

Yu Ziqing didn't ask You Zhen to sit in the village.

Just living next to each other may be the limit that Youzhen can accept.

In addition to not wanting to live under someone else's roof, You Zhen probably also didn't want the wisp of evil thoughts in his body to peep into the inside of the locust tree forest, which would be a taboo.

The days are long and there will be plenty of opportunities in the future, so take your time.

A ninth-level physical cultivator was separated from them by a locust tree forest. With such a close distance, there would be many opportunities to gather in the future... Ah, I wanted to ask for advice.

You Zhen himself is probably bored. If someone wants to chat with him, talk about what happened in the past two thousand years, talk about lengthening, and then start training, he probably won't refuse.

He originally wanted to stay and watch those hungry ghosts build houses, but You Zhen told him to go back quickly.

"You have been out for a few days, and all the hungry ghosts have gone out. Your family must be very worried. Go back first. You don't need to worry about my place."

"Okay then, senior, I'll go back first to make sure you're safe." After saying that, Yu Ziqing glanced at Xianxin again. She was no better than Wu Shuangge. Wu Shuangge had gained three circles, so she was fatter. After two laps, I really couldn’t see it.

If you can't survive, you can do whatever you want.

"Xianqian, please stay and take care of me."

…

When they got home, Lao Yang and the head of the village had already set up the Dragon Gate Formation and were waiting for him to come back.

There was a master who was about the ninth level of physical cultivation following them, so of course they were not worried about any danger.

But before, in the hundreds of miles of locust trees surrounding Jinlan Mountain, all the hungry ghosts suddenly rioted, and black whirlpools appeared one after another. Those hungry ghosts rushed in like crazy, but they scared Lao Yang and the others. .

And Lao Yang didn't dare to contact Yu Ziqing right away, fearing that he was busy and contacting him would cause bad things.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

The man with the golden sword and the big horse sat there and poured tea for Yu Ziqing.

"I probably went to deliver something, and then I met King Xiang and chatted for a few words. I happened to find that there were a large number of evil spirits and demons there.

Then of course I will take the hungry ghosts to have a meal, and by the way, I will be a good person and do good deeds, and exterminate the devil. "

There are advantages and disadvantages, but Yu Ziqing didn't make it too complicated.

The director looked at Wu Shuangge, who was as fat as a ball, and believed what he said.

"Is Old Zhenhuang here?" Lao Yang asked.

"Come here, I asked the hungry ghosts to help build the house. He lives outside the locust tree forest in the north. He thinks that he will still have evil thoughts, so he is unwilling to come in. Of course, I think there may be some status reasons."

"Come on, come on. There's nothing wrong with Old Zhenhuang. As long as no one knows it's him, he can stay here as long as he likes."

"When you are fine in the future, you can go and talk to him. He only has one right leg now, so he is named You Zhen. Don't call him Emperor Zhen."

"I know."

The director didn't pay attention to these, he paid attention to other things.

"How long can you stay here when you come back this time?"

"..." Yu Ziqing was a little embarrassed.

"Hmph, I knew it."

"It's not that I don't want to stay longer, but there are other things. In the Cave of Sorrow, I saw the skeletons of two seniors from the Seal family, as well as some skeletons whose identities could no longer be identified.

Those who could not tell, or even knew whether it was the Great Earthquake or the Great Li, had to either find a place to bury them or send them back to the Great Earthquake or the Great Li.

But those two seniors who were sealed back then, in order to prevent the demons from wreaking havoc, the demons danced wildly, risking their lives there.

But this time, if those two seniors hadn't left behind the demon's real name, I'm afraid things would have been a bit troublesome.

In addition, the two of them left their last words before their death, asking someone to help them return the jade slips that they had spent their entire lives on to the Seal family.

Whether it's respect for those two seniors or something else.

Due to emotion and reason, even if I don't care about the jade slips, I still have to send the remains of those two seniors back and let them return to their roots. "

This is something that even the head of the village cannot say harshly.

"Hey, that's the reason. Forget it, you can figure it out yourself."

When people get old, what they care about most is naturally the things behind them. Changing places, the elders can best understand and empathize.

If he were to die in a foreign land, his greatest wish would naturally be to return to his roots and return home.

Yu Ziqing wanted to do something legitimate and good, and he had no reason to stop him.

Yu Ziqing looked at Lao Yang.

"It shouldn't be a secret where the second surname is sealed, right?"

"It's really not a secret. Forget about the Yin family, on the islands in the East China Sea, you have to cross the entire Dali, or go through Daqian, which is a bit dangerous.

It's better to go to the Feng Family. It's not very far from the wasteland. It's in the west of Dali, Feng Yu Mountain. When you get there, hand in the greeting card and someone from the Feng Family will contact you.

Their two families are closely related and have been married for generations. It doesn't matter which family you send them to.

Well, you'd better send them a message first to let them know. "

Lao Yang took out a messenger flying sword, carved a few runes on it, and handed it to Yu Ziqing.

"Let them know first. After you go out, you will be much safer. No one will dare to offend these two families unless it is absolutely necessary."

"understood."

Yu Ziqing went to escort the remains, plus the hard-earned jade slip. Anyone who messed with him on the way would offend the two seal families to death.

Yu Ziqing quickly wrote a sincere letter and sent it out with the flying sword.

A few days later, I received a reply.

"Seal the two surnames, sweep the couch to welcome you, and wait for your arrival."

Very politely, the signature is Feng Bujue, the contemporary head of the family.

The sealing secrets of these two families have been passed down for a long time, and the most important thing is the integrity of the inheritance. The loss of two ascetics and their lifelong efforts is a very big loss for the two families.

Fortunately, they have always had rules. Children of the family must not take some of the family's classics out when they go out to avoid the possibility of them being lost and lost.

Otherwise, after the death of those two big guys, the losses will not be limited to this.

Yu Ziqing set out here without anyone. The two people he usually brought out were all fat as balls and couldn't absorb the strength, so he decided to forget it.

Sitting on the flying boat, as soon as they entered the territory of Dali, they saw six flying boats stopped in mid-air. A man flew out and bowed his hands from a distance.

"Excuse me, are you Master Jinlanshan Qingzi Yuqing?"

Yu Ziqing returned the gift from a distance.

"Exactly, I wonder what you call me, senior?"

"It's different in Xia Feng. I've got you, Master Qing. You can just follow us. My family members have been waiting for a long time."

"Senior, please come here. There is something that I would like to ask you to take a look at first."

Waiting for Feng BuTong to board the spaceship, Yu Ziqing took him into the cabin.

Then I saw two coffins inside.

"Senior, when I saw the remains of these two seniors, one of them was making seals with his hands, and the other was standing tall. I was blind and couldn't tell who the two seniors were, so I had to bury them separately."

Yu Ziqing told Feng Tongtong.

Feng BuTong first bowed to the coffin, then opened the coffin and took a look. The bones inside were buried neatly, not a single piece was missing. The remaining demonic energy on them had all been disposed of by Yu Ziqing.

In addition, the material of the coffin is extremely heavy with yin energy, and the body will not rot even if it is placed in it, let alone some bones.

After taking a brief look, he immediately felt fond of Yu Ziqing. He turned to look at Yu Ziqing and bowed his hands in a very solemn manner.

"Thank you, Your Excellency. Your Excellency is interested."

"Senior, you're welcome. These two seniors have high righteousness and are role models for us. All I can do is send these two seniors back to their roots."

"The fallen leaves return to their roots..." Feng Tongtong sighed quietly.

A moment later, six flying boats escorted them, and Yu Ziqing sensed at least eight seventh-level monks, and possibly an eighth-level monk.

The cards are sufficient, and the matter is taken seriously enough.

Sailing all the way to the vicinity of Fengyu Mountain, they flew directly to Fengyu Mountain without stopping in the city.

Before the flying boat landed, we saw the pavilions and pavilions dotted in the mountains. In front of a staircase to the sky, white flowers and white cloths were hung on the avenue. The avenue was also filled with people wearing sackcloth and wearing mourning.

When the flying boat landed, Feng BuTong took several seventh-level monks and carried two coffins off the flying boat.

There was also a middle-aged man who looked to be in his fifties, walking at the front with a solemn look on his face.

Seven steps away, a middle-aged man was seen, leading everyone in the Feng family, all clasping their hands and bowing.

"Feng Bujue, lead the people of the Feng family. I thank my fellow Taoist for your righteousness and send him back to my people."

There were at least a hundred people in the rear wearing sackcloth and mourning, all saluting.

Seeing this scene, Yu Ziqing had a feeling in his heart.

Fengjia's internal cohesion is simply terrifying.

In order to welcome back the remains of his clan members, the current head of the family went out of his way to salute this little weakling very solemnly, and did not regard him as a senior at all, only as a Taoist friend.

And no one thought there was anything wrong with it.

If he were a member of the Feng family, I would probably be completely devoted to the family.

Because in Yu Ziqing's previous letter, for the sake of safety, he only talked about the remains and didn't mention the jade slips at all.

But they can still do this, which explains a lot of problems.

Yu Ziqing looked solemn and immediately returned the salute.

"Senior, you're welcome."

As he spoke, he took out a few more shimmering jade slips and the metal book.

“At that time, when the remains of the two ancestors were being collected, the belongings left by the two predecessors were discovered.

It's a pity that only these few jade slips and this book have not been eroded. "

Feng Bujue was slightly surprised. Yu Ziqing's previous letter did not mention anything about the jade slips. He only mentioned that he admired the two seniors as human beings and came here specifically to deliver the remains.

Feng Bujue stretched out his hands and took the jade slip and metal book.

As soon as he got it, he felt that no one had touched the seal on the jade slip, and no one had tried to break it.

The impression of Yu Ziqing in his heart also began to rise.

Unless Yu Ziqing said anything, no one would even know about these jade slips. Just by returning the remains, he would be able to seal the friendship between the two surnames.

Now, after getting the jade slip, I have never cracked it and even sent it back on my own initiative.

The meaning is completely different.

That sentence of "I just admire the righteousness of the two seniors" is definitely not a casual statement.

At this time, Feng Bujue quietly transmitted a message and said a few words about what he had seen before. Feng Bujue's eyes when he looked at Yu Ziqing became much softer.

He handed the metal book to Yu Ziqing.

"This sealed book is given to fellow Taoist by my clan members, so please accept it. Logically speaking, this jade slip is also an opportunity for fellow Taoist.

But the content inside was very important to my surname, so I accepted it shamelessly, and I would make a rubbing later and return it to my fellow Taoist. "

"The younger generation deserves it."

"Fellow Taoist, please do not refuse." Feng Bujue said firmly, and no one in the Feng tribe had any objections.

Because Yu Ziqing didn't say anything, the contents of the jade slip actually belonged to Yu Ziqing.

Now, it was the Feng family who had inherited the favor. They made a rubbing of the jade slip and gave it to Yu Ziqing. This was just a personal inheritance that Yu Ziqing received from the two seniors, and had nothing to do with the inheritance of the surname.

Moreover, there must be no unique techniques that seal the two families, only secret techniques.

Even if word spreads, it won't have any big impact.

After welcoming him, Yu Ziqing was warmly received by Feng Tongtong, saying that he could not let him leave so quickly without letting him stay first.

There will be a funeral in the next two days, and then the Feng family will also thank him properly.

Yu Ziqing didn't care much about their thanks. He sent the remains back just because he wanted peace of mind and a clear idea.

He didn't crack the jade slips just because he thought he didn't have the ability. He cracked the jade slips left by the two seal masters. It was useless to keep them. It was better to do the whole thing and send them back intact.

Feng Bujue wanted to make a rubbing and give it to him, it was just an unexpected surprise.

Originally, he didn't want to get involved with any utilitarianism in this matter. Of course, Yu Ziqing could deal with it calmly and have no desires or desires.

But the people in the Feng family feel that the less you want, the more righteous and calm you are, the more I have to repay you, and I am happy in my heart.

Living on a balcony on the mountainside, Yu Ziqing looked at the beautiful scenery outside the window and sniffed gently.

The spiritual energy was too strong, the environment was too good, and there was no cold or yin energy at all, which made him uncomfortable.

While sniffing, he suddenly frowned and looked at a towering tree not far away.

An undetectable, vague smell of demonic energy floated over from there.

He has become very familiar with demonic energy recently.

I walked out the door, came under the giant tree, and sniffed my nose again, and the smell was even more obvious.

After confirming, Yu Ziqing sighed with regret.

This demonic energy is not that demonic energy. This is just the kind of demonic energy that a normal demonic monk has, not the kind of manic demonic energy that can give rise to demonic thoughts.

"What are you regretting?"

A voice sounded in Yu Ziqing's mind.

Yu Ziqing looked up and saw a human face emerging from the trunk of the giant tree. It looked at Yu Ziqing curiously.

"Yeah, I've killed a lot of demons recently, and I'm almost addicted to it. I thought there were some here too..."