Terror Resurrection: Become stronger by killing ghosts at the beginning

Seeing Tong Zheng rejecting himself.

Xu Rou was also not discouraged, and said sweetly: "Then I will meet Brother Tong Zheng another day." As

for what Tong Zheng said, he is not this kind of person, she does not believe it.

Men, it is impossible without desire.

As long as women are provocative enough, there is no man who can not be tricked.

After solving the matter of the red-clothed ghost, Tong Zheng had a few polite words with Huang Yan, and asked Huang Yan to arrange a car to send him back to the Taoist Temple.

The rest of the things can be handled by the people of the Paranormal Bureau themselves.

It is estimated that it will not be long before the people of the Provincial Spirit Hall will come, and there is nothing to do here, so slip away first.

Otherwise, the people of the provincial spiritual hall knew that he killed the red-clothed ghost, and they would ask him this and that.

Huang Yan was very righteous and directly arranged a car to send Tong Zheng back.

Return to the Taoist temple.

It was not early, and Zhang Laodao had already rested.

Tong Zheng went back to his room, took out his diary, and began to record what happened today.

"On April 1, Yin, today went down the mountain to deal with supernatural events for the Third Hospital of the City, destroyed a hanged ghost who did not have a face, put a small yellow video in public, and a nurse ghost who coveted my beauty, and a powerful ghost who has been practicing for three hundred years, and a group of ghosts who controlled corpses in the hospital, offended the evil cultivation organization Nine Yin Ghost Dao, obscure, and then went to help the Spirit Bureau to destroy a red-clothed ghost refined by the head lowering master, although the level was raised to level 26, but I was not very happy, because I was hit by the dirty head lowering master's Epsom Yang Fall, although it has been sealed by the system, I have nothing to do, but I think of being secretly calculated and angry, head lowering masterYou're dead!"

finished the diary.

Tong Zheng put away his diary, turned his head and went to sleep, forgetting all the unhappy things today.

Next.

The master and apprentice got up early in the morning, and after eating breakfast, Zhang Laodao brewed a pot of Tie Guanyin, and drank it leisurely in the courtyard of the Taoist temple.

A look of calm and good years.

Today's waist is not good, and if you rest for another day, you will not open the door to see fortune telling.

Zhang Laodao thought.

Then.

Tong Zheng came to Zhang Laodao, who was leisurely drinking tea in the courtyard, and spoke: "Master, the disciple went out yesterday and came back, and his skills have improved a little. When

Zhang Laodao heard this, his brows furrowed, and he asked tentatively: "How much is a little?"

Tong Zheng replied, "Not fast, not fast." "

What, are you saying that you went out for a day yesterday and came back, and your skills have improved by another two hundred and forty years?"

"Yes. Tong Zheng replied, and at the same time bloomed his seven hundred and forty years of power fluctuations.

After feeling Tong Zheng's power fluctuations.

"Poof!" Zhang Laodao spit out the tea in his mouth in one sip, and greeted Tong Zheng in a beautiful language: "××#××..."

After greeting for a long time, he stopped and said, "Are you coming to humiliate the master now, miscreant!"

"Tong Zhengdao.

Zhang Laodao: "Share your ×××#×××...!" and

greeted Tong Zheng in beautiful language for a while, Zhang Laodao stopped, took a sip of tea and said: "If you just come to simply humiliate the teacher, you don't have to, the teacher is no longer interested in improving the skill these things, drinking tea for the teacher will go to the retreat, if you don't improve your skill to more than a thousand years, you will never go out!"

After the terrifying recovery, the heaven and earth spiritual energy also revived, although in the previous decades, he Zhang Laodao had only cultivated more than nine hundred years of cultivation, but in these years, after the revival of the aura.

With his terrifying talent, he improved his skill for hundreds of years in just a few years, but after his skill reached a thousand years, the more difficult it was to improve.

Coupled with the fact that last time he was injured by the red-clothed ghost general in the ancient tomb, his cultivation has regressed for hundreds of years, and now it is barely maintained at about nine hundred years.

This month, Zhang Laodao was stimulated by his apprentice.

If he didn't practice hard, and he only knew how to look at those beautiful women under the mountain one day, I was afraid that he would be surpassed by his own apprentice.

Being surpassed by an apprentice is something that he Zhang Laodao, as a Daomen Tianjiao decades ago, must not allow.

He, today another day of rest, tomorrow will begin to retreat.

Think of him Zhang Laodao back then, people sent the nickname Zhang ruthless, desperate, they were afraid.

In this retreat, he has already given himself a death order, and if he does not recover to the previous strength of more than a thousand years, he will never leave the pass!"

"It's not the master, the disciple has something else besides coming to report the skill to the master." "Tong Zhengdao.

"Anything else, say it quickly, get out of here after talking, Master Wei doesn't want to see you now." Zhang Laodao said with a straight face.

"Just yesterday, the disciple went down the mountain to deal with supernatural events for the hospital, and accidentally beheaded a powerful ghost with three hundred years of Daoist practice, and this powerful ghost seems to have a somewhat difficult origin. "Tong Zhengdao.

"The origin is not simple, what is the origin of this powerful ghost, you have your master Zhang Laodao I will support you, a powerful ghost who has only three hundred years of Dao, kill it, and I am afraid that the master behind him will not succeed." Zhang Laodao spoke: "Apprentice, it's not for the master to say you, you, as my apprentice Zhang Laodao, you should be tougher, how Taoist temple, is notoriously hard waist, not easy to mess with, no one is worthless."

"With the master's words, the apprentice will have a lot more bottom in his heart." Tong Zheng said, "It's nice to have a strong master to protect you."

"Well, you're welcome. Zhang Laodao waved his hand and said, "By the way, apprentice, you haven't told Master Wei what is the origin of this powerful ghost you killed."

"Oh, it's not a big origin, it's just a powerful ghost bred by a leader of the Nine Yin Ghost Dao of an evil cultivation organization, ordinary and unremarkable, and can't enter the master's eyes." "Tong Zhengdao.

Hearsay.

Zhang Laodao's hand that was carrying the teacup to take another sip of tea stopped, and looked at Tong Zhengdao: "You mean, the powerful ghost you killed is a powerful ghost raised by a leader of the Nine Yin Ghost Dao that has been passed down for thousands of years."

"Yes. Tong Zheng replied.

"In other words, you have now offended the leader of the Nine Yin Ghost Dao to death, right?" asked Elder Zhang.

"Yes Master. Tong Zheng replied.

"Got it. When Zhang Laodao heard this, he nodded calmly, then stood up and pushed Tong Zheng to walk outside the Taoist Temple.

Tong Zheng was a little puzzled, and said, "Master, why are you pushing me to debut the Taoist Temple?" "Master

, who is your master!" Zhang Laodao seemed to not know Tong Zheng, and said: "You young man, how can you call people and recognize the master, I don't know you." "

Tong Zheng:"..."

What is the situation, didn't I just say yes, there is a master you support me, a powerful ghost who has only three hundred years of Daoist practice, kill if you kill!

Master, you drove me out of the Taoist temple, you want to clear yourself from me, pretend not to know what is going on with me!