"Look, good intentions are not rewarded. These earth immortals should have been killed a long time ago!" Xijun Qingmei's eyebrows rose, and his murderous intent was immediately revealed, and he looked at the earth immortals who walked out of the inn.
"My heart is towards the bright moon, but the bright moon fell into the ditch." He Naitian shook his head. I also smiled bitterly: "In casual cultivation, there are always some people who have evil thoughts. It's not an accident."
"Senior He, when you meet such a person who humiliates and rejects you so much, you shouldn't have had good thoughts in your heart! This is how my father Lin Xu was taken advantage of by evil thieves!" Lin Shuying struggled and took out two small handfuls from behind.
Dagger, ready to fight.
He Naitian saw Lin Shuying being so angry, sighed and said nothing more. Xijun and I both stepped aside and let the road that was originally blocked, and the appearance of a group of ghost cultivators immediately made everyone
The casual cultivators who rushed out to rob were dumbfounded.
There are more than a dozen of them, grinning, waiting to eat people.
I sneered: "I don't know where the courage comes from. I've blinded you!"
"You brat, don't talk too much. Do you really think that a group of ghosts can cause us trouble? Now that you are caught in the middle, it should be more difficult to behave, right? As long as we stay calm, they may not
To cause trouble for us, there were a few casual cultivators like you before who ran in desperately to ask for help. As a result, we blocked the outside and fed a few ghost cultivators. The bodies of these female casual cultivators are still inside.
Your temperament is so similar to theirs, is there anyone you know? Hehe." The casual cultivator smiled gloomily, as if he had seen this happen many times before.
He Naitian raised his eyebrows, and his originally calm face became angry: "There are not many Earth Immortal monks, and now they are all in trouble. We are all robes and should help each other, but you are only fighting each other for your own temporary safety.
, no wonder it was taken advantage of by ghost cultivators!"
"He Naitian! Don't be so arrogant just because you think you are the immortal of Kunlun Mountain. It's up to you whether you can survive tonight! Hey! Several ghost immortal monks, we don't care about these people. You can eat as you like until you're full.
How about we just go to our own single-plank bridge?" The casual cultivator asked loudly. Behind him, seven or eight casual cultivators quickly stood up, and it turned out that they were holding together.
"We, we," one of the ghost cultivators tried his best to say something with a ferocious face, but couldn't squeeze out a word for a long time.
Although the casual cultivator was suspicious about why the fierce ghost was so speechless, he still said: "Do fellow Taoists want our help? That's no problem, but you will need to drive a few more casual cultivators over later. We still need their bodies."
s things!"
"We are going to kill you!" The ghost cultivator finally said everything. He led a dozen fierce ghosts and flew towards the seven or eight casual cultivators with their teeth and claws open!
The casual cultivator was extremely frightened. He didn't know what was going on, but a group of evil ghosts ignored us completely and just passed by us in a blink of an eye.
Lin Shuying was holding two daggers. Her joints were still trembling because she had been given a hand by a ghost just now. After a group of ghosts flew directly over, she was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground. She didn't understand what happened for a while.
"Fellow Daoist Xia, is this the art of summoning ghosts? No matter what realm this Taoist system is placed in, it is indeed extremely powerful. Just now I thought that those ghost cultivators were using rat-defying weapons, but it turned out that you had controlled them all the way. This kind of thinking is beyond human control.
"He Naitian saw the problem and couldn't help but sigh.
"Are you tired after a long day?" Xijun looked at me sweating profusely and walked over and picked up his sleeves to wipe away the sweat for me.
I smiled wryly and stretched out my hand to avoid her. If she called me 'brother', maybe I wouldn't stop her from approaching, but now that she has stopped calling me brother, I don't know how to deal with this embarrassing emotion.
Xijun pouted and looked at me a little aggrievedly: "If you don't wipe it, don't wipe it. You like her but don't like me."
"Xijun, do you plan to stop calling me brother?" I sighed, while controlling a group of ghosts to deal with these earthly immortals. The mana consumption was quite large. These are not ordinary ghosts, they are all former immortals.
The monk has just lost his level now. Come up, Brother Hong.
"Don't yell! I will call you whatever she calls you, just for one day!" Xijun's eyes were filled with tears. Seeing me avoiding her like this, she was furious.
My wife is right. She just wants to compete with her. In fact, she has no ill intentions. She absolutely loves me.
I can only ignore her for the time being. Anyway, the seven or eight-year-old child in the past can't just coax her. When she grows up, I have to tell her that this kind of thing cannot be argued about.
After a group of fierce ghosts attacked, these casual cultivators were surprised and immediately resisted. Wild cultivators also have advantages. They are not like famous monks who carry the treasures in their sect lightly. Like me, they also brought some strange things.
The strange talisman was not bad at dealing with the evil ghosts, so the two sides were temporarily in a stalemate.
Regarding the art of summoning ghosts, I am afraid that no one knows more about it than me except my grandma. I took out a handful of magical salt and a blue talisman. I quickly wrote a few incantations, and then activated the power of the Taoism. Soon, wuwu
The crowd gathered around him, and they were all a group of fierce ghosts!
Although these ghosts were unwilling, they all summoned me and joined the siege.
"Let's go to the inn and have a look. Maybe there's someone I know," He Naitian said with some worry.
After a while of tossing, everyone's mana has recovered. Because the yin energy is heavy, ghost cultivators recover the fastest, while casual cultivators have many evil cultivators, and their recovery is not slow. Then there are demon cultivators, who can absorb their yin and yang energy.
For example, Xijun has recovered a lot.
Next are the demon cultivators, such as He Naitian, who can extract their own attributes from the yin energy.
The slowest ones are the righteous monks. Some rely on elixirs, but some cannot recover at all. After all, the power of the five elements still depends on the yang energy during the day to be transformed. After the mana is restored, it will no longer be used by ghosts.
Those who have been taken advantage of and have become immortals have many methods to quickly restore their magic power, instead of just relying on borrowing.
A group of ghost cultivators had already entered the stage of resuming their cultivation. Whoever wanted to recruit them over to me suddenly became furious and began to attack the group of casual cultivators, quickly turning them into inhuman beings and ghosts.
He Naitian and I entered the inn together and walked to the corner in the dark. Sure enough, there were several corpses lying there. The souls of these corpses had been beaten away, and there was no possibility of recovery.
"Oh, I didn't expect that there are actually disciples from my Kunlun Immortal Sect." He Naitian looked up to the sky and sighed, his mood must be extremely complicated.
I looked carefully, and there were some magic weapons that I had robbed next to me. These casual cultivators who were related to the immortal sects of Kunlun Mountain were also considered to be members of He Naitian's sect, so I was asked to give the treasures that I had robbed to the four major immortal sects.
They took them with them, but they didn't expect that they would all die in vain now.
"The road to spiritual cultivation is so bumpy and bumpy. Everything in the world is impermanent, life and death, life and death, life and death are nothing more than this."
Just when I was about to say something, an old and familiar voice suddenly came, and then a withered and cold hand put on my shoulder: "My child, are you okay?"
My whole body trembled, and tears ran down my face. This familiar voice undoubtedly belonged to my grandma, but such a cold breath could only be emitted by a ghost. How could grandma become a ghost?
"Grandma, how did you become like this?"
Looking back, she looked as old as before, but the faint green light on her face was the same as the main soul of the Blood Cloud Coffin at that time. She had become a ghost cultivator.
I couldn't help but feel extremely uncomfortable. How could a person like grandma be so powerful as to incapacitate others? Could it be that she lost the battle with Zu Xinghai just after we came in?
I was just about to ask clearly, but unfortunately when you saw grandma, you also screamed: "Mother-in-law!"
Grandma looked at Xijun in shock, and it took her a while to recognize her: "You Xijun, have you grown so big?"
"Yes, it's Xijun, mother-in-law." Xijun is really happy this time. Grandma usually likes her very much. She has found a big supporter this time. Of course she can't help but be happy. After all, during this period, she feels that she has been...
You have suffered a lot of grievances, how could you not complain to me?
"Well, I have become more beautiful and taller." Grandma took Xijun's hand and looked at it very fondly, as if she liked it no matter what she saw.
I suddenly felt a little ashamed and had a bad premonition.
This chapter has been completed!