"Dean, this is the entrance to the underworld."

Five miles behind Lanruo Temple.

A mass grave.

The magistrate of Guobei said with a serious expression.

Qin Hao, Kong Derong and Chen Chen looked around.

This place is full of ghost energy, fog is vast, and surrounded by yin energy.

Even though it is a hot summer outside, it is like an ice cave.

In broad daylight, you can also see some lonely ghosts hiding in the dark and peeking at everyone.

As the saying goes: People are afraid of ghosts, and ghosts are afraid of people seven times.

What's more, there are hundreds of monks standing here, so the lonely ghosts naturally dare not come out to scare people.

Kong Derong took out a compass from his storage ring and slowly paced in the mass grave.

After a while, he stopped his steps, his expression eased a lot, and bowed to Qin Hao and said:

"Sir, this place is not the entrance to the underworld road."

"oh?"

Qin Hao felt a little regretful when he heard this.

"Let me listen carefully."

Kong Derong explained: "This place is at best a secret place similar to the underworld. The reason why it becomes a place where the Nine Yins gather is because of the devil's intentional work."

After hearing his explanation, the expression on his face became much more relaxed.

The underworld and the secret realm represent two different levels of power.

"Director, do you have a way to seal it?"

The magistrate of Guobei asked curiously.

Kong Derong said: "Yes, but some materials are needed to be prepared and the gentleman's literary power can seal this entrance for thousands of years. This is still a situation where no one destroys it."

"Enough, that's enough."

When the magistrate Guobei County sang a sigh of relief when he heard the four words sealing a thousand years.

Although he was a monk, he could not have worked in this small Guobei County for a thousand years.

As for the subsequent matters, let the successor worry.

Kong Derong could naturally see this guy’s mind, but it was not easy to point it out.

At worst, just wait until his Wendao is successful and sealed again.

After all, only immortals can destroy the secret realm.

"You put all the materials you need to put in a list."

Qin Hao didn't talk too much nonsense.

"promise."

Kong Derong took out paper and pen from his storage ring and wrote it in a flying and phoenix.

After a while, the paper was filled with dense materials.

There are also notes, which materials are not available.

After Qin Hao glanced at the materials, he said lightly: "I have everything you lack, except for the lightning-striking peach wood. I don't know who has peach wood in his hand. I'll modify it first."

When the magistrate Guobei heard this, he saluted Qin Hao and said, "Master, I have a hundred-year-old peach tree, and there is no thunder nearby."

Qin Hao glanced at Kong Derong beside him: "Is a hundred-year peach wood enough?"

"Sir, it's enough."

After responding, Kong Derong said to the magistrate of Guobei: "If you take out the peach wood, you will naturally deal with it."

"yes."

Although the magistrate Guobei County did not know why the dean was so confident in his master.

But he didn't dare to ask too much, and obediently took out the mahogany from his storage bag and presented it with his hands.

Qin Hao took the peach wood with one hand, then threw it into the air, holding a sword in his right hand, and quickly engraved a symbol in the air in front of everyone.

Just as the peach wood was falling, he suddenly raised his left hand.

A boom!

A ray of lightning emanated from his palm and landed directly on the peach wood.

Although this scene happened in the flash.

But it still attracted everyone's attention.

Many people, including Guo Bei County Magistrate, were stunned when they looked at the peach wood slowly falling to the ground.

The lonely ghosts hiding in the dark peeked at this scene and were trembling with fear.

The timid ones were even more frightened and scattered.

The brave and subconsciously exclaimed:

"Control lightning is an immortal, an immortal!"

Only Kong Derong, Chen Chen and others had a habit of it, as if nothing had happened.

Qin Hao had no intention of showing off.

Kong Derong walked to the place where the lightning strike wood fell, picked it up and looked at it, and an excited smile appeared on his face:

"Sir, it's really amazing. This lightning wood has been transformed by you like this, and it has been powerful for thousands of years."

As soon as these words came to their senses, the people of Maple Leaf Academy, who had come to their senses, were stunned again.

The magistrate of Guobei really wanted to say something awesome, but his voice seemed to be pinched by someone and could not speak a word.

"None of these are the key points. Here are the materials. Just arrange the array and leave the final work to me."

Qin Hao waved his hand and put out a pile of materials on the ground.

Kong Derong was a little uneasy when he looked at the materials on the ground. These were all fourth-level treasures.

Thinking about what he prepared, he was embarrassed to take it out.

Everyone present at Maple Leaf Academy was already numb. Every thing on the ground, they might not be able to rise enough in their lifetime.

But the master just threw it on the ground like a spirit stone. Is the gap between people really so big?

Even Kong Derong weakly reminded him: "Sir, the third-level treasure is enough."

Chen Chen patted his shoulder: "Nephew Kong, you are not making things difficult for your husband."

"He rarely puts fourth-level treasures in his storage ring, let alone third-level."

Kong Derong: “…”

Sure enough, poverty limits my imagination.

"It's the students who have shallow knowledge."

"Go on."

After Qin Hao said something, he found a comfortable place. Su Wan'er thoughtfully took out the table, chairs and benches from the storage ring for him to rest.

Seeing this, Mu Xue, who was standing by, took the initiative to ask: "Junior Brother Qin, do you want to have a cup of tea first?"

"Then I'll have a hard time with my senior sister."

Qin Hao leaned on the chair and said with a smile.

Mu Xue waved her tea table and floated in the air. She cooked tea slowly.

On the other hand, Kong Derong was also calling his disciples and grandchildren to arrange a huge sealing array.

After a moment, a tea fragrance filled the air.

Almost even Kong Derong was distracted.

The students who did not participate in the formation arrangement looked at the direction of the master, their eyes full of envy.

Only the omnipotent existence like the master can be qualified to enjoy the beauty's tea pouring.

The lonely ghosts on the side were stunned.

Is this an immortal?

You must have a sense of ritual everywhere.

No wonder they can only be lonely ghosts, others are noble immortals.

Qin Hao was savoring the tea while watching Kong Derong's every move.
To be continued...