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Tang Changsheng also nodded. Just two evil spirits, Yuan Wu and Zhang Tai, who are of the level of evil spirits, are worth the fare. Not to mention, they still have dozens of evil spirits under their command...

He wanted to sacrifice and refine a battalion of Yin soldiers, which was more than enough to replace all Yin soldiers of the evil spirit level.

But, don’t talk about how difficult it is to sacrifice and refine a battalion of evil ghost-level Yin soldiers, Tang Changsheng couldn’t do it well.

Just saying that Fang Xin would not be able to embezzle him alone if he just walked along.

Just a smile, he had already divided the harvest today into two and distributed half to Fang Xin, and said with a smile: "I have told my elder brother that I will compensate for your losses!"

Fang Xin was overjoyed and frowning. He was just a level of evil ghosts. Even if he had the bonus of ghost jobs, he could not reach the evil ghosts.

If he was given dozens of evil-level subordinates at once, he would probably not be able to subdue him, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Brother, don't make fun of me. I'm not your mage, and I can't subdue so many evil ghosts!"

Tang Changsheng smiled bitterly in his heart. Even if he had the Yuanyang magic lamp and many other magic weapons, it was not easy to suppress and sacrifice so many evil spirits.

In fact, until now, Tang Changsheng has never tried to subdue the evil spirit!

"I'll just divide ten, that spirit..."

Tang Changsheng hurriedly said, "This literature and martial arts are of great use to me!"

Since Tang Changsheng said so, Fang Xin had no choice but to sigh and said in disappointment: "Then let it go."

After thinking about it, I really took ten evil spirits back, and my own loss was not only filled, but also greatly enhanced.

Fortunately, there is a temple that can provide incense. If it weren't for this, I'd probably not be able to afford to support ten more evil spirits.

Tang Changsheng also said, how to surrender so many evil spirits. It’s a headache, a headache...

When there are no ghosts, I think about looking for ghosts everywhere to sacrifice and refine ghost soldiers. Now there are dozens of more ferocious ghosts, but I am afraid that my own methods will not be able to sacrifice and refine them...

As for feeding these evil ghosts, it is not trouble for Tang Changsheng. Now, in addition to the incense at the Xiajiang City God, three families have already consecrated temples and gathered incense.

These incenses are enough to worship the Dharma Protector and God Generals. It is not difficult to give out a little offering to these evil ghosts.

Not to mention, this time, the eight general temples planned by Tang Changsheng almost enveloped the entire Xiajiang River. However, only a master would not lack the power of incense!

He Fang Xin said goodbye, but did not return to Miaoqian Village. Instead, he found a gap and had already traveled back.

This place was originally just to find a place to settle in this "Immortal Realm" so as not to get involved in the wilderness and lingering in the open.

What's more, there are Feng Shui spiritual veins here, although they are small, but they are no longer useless to those who practice like Tang Changsheng.

Logically speaking, practicing here is more effective than practicing in a deserted mountain and wild ridge and in a messy place.

However, since Tang Changsheng had the Yuanyang Divine Lamp, his demand for vital energy has temporarily weakened a lot.

Many times, with the lighting assistance of Yuanyang Divine Lamp, you don’t have to work hard to collect the sun, moon, and sky lights to return to the heart of heaven.

Therefore, in your own world, although you lack spiritual energy, you can still practice... But I have to say that the progress of practicing in the two worlds is simply not comparable!

Especially now when I return to the "Immortal Realm", it is the place where this temple is again, and I feel different. The progress of my practice seems to have changed from a green train to a high-speed rail...

Unfortunately, Tang Changsheng naturally did not come back to practice this time, or practice was secondary.

The most important thing is the fifty or sixty evil spirits in your own hands.

If Tang Changsheng was really just a casual cultivator in the "Immortal Realm" and lacked resources, and if he was only a small temple here, he would really not be able to support so many Yin soldiers.

Not to mention anything else, these evil spirits have no place to be detained!

The cloud water bag is not a treasure, it is impossible to store ghosts for a long time, and they are still such a fierce ghost. If they are broken free, it will be troublesome. Not only will the people around them suffer disaster, but even if Master Tang Changsheng may not do it, he will be backfired by the evil ghosts...

Therefore, when Tang Changsheng returned to Yin and Yang Mountain, he was about to rush to find a treasure in the treasure house that could trap these evil ghosts.

But I didn’t expect that as soon as I returned to the temple, I saw an unexpected person, heard a bad news that I didn’t expect, and fully realized what it means to be unparalleled in blessings and misfortunes never come in singular ways!

He had just walked out, but he had already seen Deng Xiancheng look sad and mourning on his head. After seeing Tang Changsheng coming out of seclusion, the elite of the Deng family knelt on the ground with a thud and said loudly: "Please be the master of my Deng family and avenge my uncle!"

Tang Changsheng's heart skipped a beat, and he knew something was wrong. He quickly asked, "I don't know what happened?"

"My uncle was killed!"

"What?" Tang Changsheng's heart was shocked. Isn't Deng Xiancheng's uncle Deng Ruiming? How did he die?

"Yes, I was killed. Please give justice to my uncle!"

Tang Changsheng's face suddenly became gloomy. Deng Ruiming can be said to be the bond between the three families and him. Although the two parties are quite old, they are still quite in love and they are happy to get along.

However, Tang Changsheng never expected that Deng Ruiming would be killed.

"What's going on? Tell me slowly!" Tang Changsheng asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, Master Tang also knows that in recent days, a new type of drug called holy salt has flowed into my Xiajiang River.

My uncle was extremely disgusted with this thing and took charge of the strict investigation, but was regarded as a thorn in the eyes by the drug dealers and actually assassinated him!" Deng Xiancheng said with red eyes.

What?

Tang Changsheng was furious!

The master was in charge of strictly investigating this holy salt. Master Tang Changsheng’s idea is now that someone assassinated Deng Ruiming. What does this mean?

It can be said that he completely slapped Tang Changsheng in the face! He even despised the authority of the General Temple...

More importantly, although Tang Changsheng and Deng Ruiming are much older, they are still aligned, and they even mean that they are close friends.

Humph, the ultimate care! The remnant of hair!

These four words suddenly flashed through Tang Changsheng's mind! It made the evil spirit surge in his eyes.
Chapter completed!