This heavenly master is not serious

"What?"

"My grandfather is not dead?"

Xu Yang was delighted when he heard this: "Yes, my grandfather is a cultivator. The True Evil Breaking Talisman he refined is enough to show how powerful he is. How could he die so easily..."

The old man left because of a "sudden illness".

Xu Yang was still in school at that time, and when he got the news and rushed to the hospital, the old man was already on his deathbed.

"But……"

"I watched him take his last breath on the hospital bed with my own eyes, and personally helped him bury him in the coffin and bury him!"

At this moment, Xu Yang was in a state of confusion!

Faking death?

But if it was really a fake death, why didn't you tell yourself?

Wasn't he afraid that after he was buried, he would send him to the crematorium and burn him?

He slapped her again.

"Wang Wei, are you so fucking bluffing me?"

"I put the old man's body into the coffin with my own hands, and I hammered every nail on the coffin board with my own hands!"

Xu Yang grabbed Wang Wei's collar and said angrily: "I saw the old man's coffin buried with my own eyes, and I buried the first shovel of earth... Now you have stolen my grandfather's bones, and you want to lie to me again." ?”

These words were said deliberately.

Xu Yang was just guessing about the old man's origins.

This Wang Wei obviously knows something.

Maybe you can get something useful out of him.

"Sister Ghost, take the soul of his master from me. When you go back, turn him into a little ghost and put him under a jealous jar so that he will never be reincarnated!"

As soon as these words came out, Wang Wei became even more anxious. He shouted: "Xu Yang, don't...my master had no choice but to work for Lushan Road...I don't know the specific situation!"

"I just heard from Daozhang Chen that your grandfather's name is Xu Zhiyuan. He was the leader of the Jingming Taoist sect twenty years ago. He was in charge of the Wanshou Palace in Xishan. He was a rare master among the Taoists. His cultivation has reached the divine realm. His longevity is Far beyond ordinary people, it is impossible to die so easily!"

"Even if a master of this level dies, his body will not decay so easily!"

"As for the bones... they are placed in my house now. As long as you release my master, I will get them for you right away!"

"oh?"

Xu Yang's eyes moved.

It turns out that the old man’s name is Xu Zhiyuan.

It seemed that his guess was correct, Xu Guanghui was just a pseudonym for him to hide his name.

The leader of the Jingming Dao sect, a master of the divine realm, is in charge of the Wanshou Palace in Xishan...

Any name in the world is considered a "big boss", not to mention that the old man has three names in one?

"Xu Yang!"

"Maybe your grandfather really isn't dead!"

The female ghost's voice reached Xu Yang's ears: "If you can practice Taoism to the divine level, you can almost be said to be free from all diseases. It will not be a problem to live for two or three hundred years, and you will not die so easily."

Hearing this, Xu Yang signaled the female ghost to open Wang Wei's restraints.

Wang Wei fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He glanced at the master who was being played by the female ghost as a ball, then entered the room and took out a black hand luggage bag.

put it on the floor.

Unzip.

The first thing that catches the eye is a white skull.

Xu Yang wanted to rush over and call "Grandpa" a few times, but considering that the old man might not be dead... and the pile of bones was quite impressive, he immediately pulled up the zipper.

"Can you let my master go now?"

He looked at the female ghost.

The female ghost looked at Xu Yang.

Xu Yang took the hand luggage bag and said with a smile: "Don't worry... I still have a few questions to ask you. Who are Daochang Chen and Mr. Lin? Why do they want to rob the Supreme Jingming Seal?"

"Mr. Lin and my master are the elders of Lushan Dao. They are looking for you to seize the Supreme Jingming Seal... This matter involves the orthodoxy dispute between your Jingming Dao and Lushan Dao. You know the specific situation better than me, right? ?”

Wang Wei glanced at Xu Yang with doubts on his face.

Who in the world doesn’t know that Lushan Dao and Jingming Dao have the same origin?

You ask me about your own affairs as an outsider who has only been on Lushan Road for less than 24 hours?

Xu Yang: "......"

I know the der!

I know about Jingming Dao and Lushan Dao from Baidu Encyclopedia!

"How many people are there on Lushan Road?"

"What's their plan?"

"And what's going on with the orthodoxy dispute?"

Wang Wei shook his head and said: "Our northwest martial arts community doesn't have much interaction with the southern martial arts community... The orthodoxy dispute between Lushan Dao and Jingming Dao happened 20 years ago. I just heard my master mention it."

I don't know if I ask three questions.

Then ask Hammer!

Xu Yang looked at Wang Wei, moved his fingertips, and a ball of flame rose up.

Wang Wei's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly took a few steps back, saying in disbelief: "You want to kill me?"

"Even though the bones are not my grandfather's, it is true that you dug my grandfather's grave... You and your master worked for Lushan Road and stole the relics left by my grandfather. If it weren't for the fact that there was a ghost king in my family, I'm afraid you We have succeeded, and even my life is at risk!"

"Besides, you became a disciple of a Taoist priest from Lushan Dao, and your master died because of me. If I don't kill you, how can I keep it for the New Year?"

"Now that things have happened, do you still want to live?"

Xu Yang said coldly: "Although I am a newbie in cultivating Taoism, I still understand the principle that the spring breeze will bring new growth without uprooting the roots!"

He waved his hand, and the fireball flew out from his hand and hit Wang Wei!

Wow!

Once the fireball was thrown, it suddenly grew in size and turned into a fireball the size of a washbasin!

Nimabi’s new monasticism!

Is this technique of controlling fire with one's hands something that a novice cultivator can master?

Wang Wei cursed secretly, turned around and wanted to run away.

pity.

late!

The female ghost's jade hand pointed in the air and fixed Wang Wei in place.

boom!

The fire ball hit him and exploded suddenly, directly igniting his clothes and flesh.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

"Xu Yang!"

"I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!"

"I swear...I swear I will turn into a ghost, and I will crawl out of the ground to seek revenge on you!"

Wang Wei let out a miserable cry.

However, this courtyard has been isolated by the female ghost with Yin Qi, and his screams cannot be heard at all. Xu Yang does not care at all about this low-level threat!

But this guy is so hateful and violent.

The possibility of turning into a ghost after death is very high.

So he smiled lightly and said: "Wang Wei, Wang Wei, you actually said such things in front of me, a cultivator... You can rest assured and go, I will help you perform a ritual to transcend you, I guarantee you His soul has returned to the underworld, and there is absolutely no possibility of revenge against me."

…………

at the same time.

Wucheng.

Funeral shop.

On the bed in Xu Yang's bedroom, Ma Long opened his eyes leisurely.

He was woken up by his cell phone ringing.

"who I am?"

"Where am I?"

He was in a daze and seemed to have forgotten about the "ghost collision" before. He turned on his mobile phone and sat up from the bed suddenly after hearing the voice from the mobile phone.

"What?"

"I was in a car accident?"