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Chapter 536 The Undead Ghost

The young Taoist looked Yang Haoran up and down and blocked the door.

"Who are you? What are you doing here at Lingyou Temple?"

Yang Haoran chuckled: "I am a tourist. I have a habit. Whenever I see a temple or Taoist temple, I have to come in and pay homage. Please ask the master for a convenience."

The young Taoist's face softened slightly, but he shook his head and said: "Lingyou Temple does not accept outsiders offering incense, so you'd better leave."

While he was talking, the young Taoist closed the door and saw off the guests.

Yang Haoran quickly stepped into the Taoist temple.

"Why do you come here uninvited? I told you that no outsiders are allowed to offer incense here!"

"It's okay not to offer incense and pay homage. There's no reason for a Taoist temple to chase away guests."

As Yang Haoran spoke, he ignored the young Taoist and walked straight into the Taoist temple.

The young Taoist looked at Yang Haoran's back and sneered.

It’s true that there is a way to heaven but you don’t take it, and there is no door to hell but you rush in.

Coming and going, it just took away his luck!

At this moment, Lingyou Temple was busy with Taoist Lingyuan. After suffering the backlash, Taoist Lingyuan was already dying and was about to die.

Several Taoists were gathering in the Zen room of Taoist Lingyuan, all of them looking solemn.

Although he was already on his deathbed, Taoist Lingyuan still looked ferocious and extremely unwilling.

"Junior brother Lingbao, I won't hide this from you anymore.

I suffered the backlash from the Consolidation Seal, and someone from the Taoist sect must have intervened in this matter.

You must avenge me, otherwise I will not feel at ease even if I die!"

There was a sigh of relief in the Zen room, Taoist Lingbao could not sit still, his eyes were shining.

"The luck-gathering seal that senior brother mentioned is a magic weapon that is rumored to be able to gather the world's luck?"

Taoist Lingyuan wanted this kind of effect. He didn't want to say it at first, so as not to be coveted by his fellow disciples.

But now that I have reached the last moment of my life, my desire for revenge is stronger than any other thought.

It is better for the luck seal to fall into the hands of one's own sect than to fall into the hands of one's enemies.

"It is indeed the gathering seal. I broke through to the Qi refining stage a few days ago, and you must have all witnessed it.

In fact, it's all because of the gathering seal. Unfortunately, I don't know who ruined my good deeds and cracked my formation.

This gave me a backlash, I hate it!"

Everyone, including Taoist Lingbao, seemed very excited. As for the life and death of Taoist Lingyuan, it was not important at this time.

“The combination of the Gathering Seal of Luck and the Divine Sun-Seizing Technique is simply good news for our disciples of Lingyou Temple.

If we could have the help of the Gathering Seal, why would we have to work so hard in cultivation?

In a few years, my cultivation will definitely improve by leaps and bounds."

Taoist Lingyuan's face turned dark, knowing that his junior brother would definitely not let go of the person who had harmed him when he heard the news about the Jiyun Seal.

It was like a stone fell to the ground, and at the same time, the last breath that kept him alive finally died.

He tilted his head and died.

Taoist Lingbao frowned, not yet getting rid of the excitement of the Luck Collection Seal.

As for the death of Taoist Lingyuan, it was simply an insignificant matter.

Moreover, this guy has not returned to Lingyou Temple for many years. Isn’t this causing trouble for Lingyou Temple? On the contrary, he looked disgusted.

Then he looked at the two disciples of Taoist Lingyuan and grimaced.

"Your master is dead, and as your master uncle, I am very sad. 29gg novel

Originally, your master should be buried in Lingyou Temple, but since he has established his own business, it would be inappropriate to be buried in Lingyou Temple.

So, you two, carry your master’s body down the mountain and bury it properly.”

The two disciples of Taoist Lingyuan looked embarrassed, and naturally they were very reluctant.

But he knew very well that his master uncle was not someone to be trifled with, and he dared not speak out in anger.

After agreeing, he began to prepare for Taoist Lingyuan's funeral.

Taoist Lingbao happily called a group of people into another room and began to discuss how to obtain the transportation seal.

But now in the main hall outside, only the young Taoist priest greeted Yang Haoran.

The young Taoist priest looked around with sly eyebrows and grinned at Yang Haoran with evil intentions.

"Since this donor is a devout pilgrim, he must know the wonders of our Taoism.

It just so happens that I know a way to eliminate disasters and diseases for people, I wonder if the donor is interested in trying it?"

Yang Haoran deliberately looked surprised.

"Is there really such a magical method? It's really fate. I'm naturally willing to try it and ask my little master to teach me."

The young Taoist's heart sneered, this has taken away your luck, let's see if you can still smile?

But he kept a smile on his face and gestured: "Donor, please come here, we need to find a secluded place."

Yang Haoran nodded repeatedly, looking cheerful.

There was a sneer in my heart. Even with this guy's cultivation level in the Transformation Stage, he wanted to take away his luck. He really didn't know how to die!

Just use this little guy to practice your skills and experience the so-called Yang Seizing Evil Art.

In the young Taoist priest's bedroom, Yang Haoran was arranged to sit cross-legged on a futon.

The young Taoist priest was busy preparing a lot of magical weapons.

After tricking Yang Haoran into meditating, the young Taoist muttered something.

And he used a talisman pen dipped in cinnabar to outline around Yang Haoran's body.

Although Yang Haoran closed his eyes as instructed by the young Taoist, he could sense every move of the young Taoist very clearly.

I can't help but find it funny. It turns out that this guy is still a second-hand swordsman and doesn't have a deep grasp of the evil Yang-seizing technique.

The real Yang Seizing Evil Technique does not have so many complicated procedures. It is just because the young Taoist's skill is insufficient and he can only use formations to make up for it.

With this level of Yang-seizing evil skill, you still want to murder him?

Yang Haoran just sneered and didn't expose it, just sat and watched the show.

I saw that the young Taoist was busy and somewhat confused.

Yang Haoran deliberately exclaimed: "Little master, is this so troublesome?

If I had known it would be such a troublesome thing, how could I have the nerve to bother you!"

The young Taoist wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled: "No trouble, no trouble, it will be fine soon.

You will soon feel refreshed, which is considered a merit, so you don’t have to feel guilty.”

Yang Haoran smiled honestly, feeling guilty?

After working hard for half an hour, the young Taoist finally let out a sigh of relief and his eyes rolled around.

"Donor, close your eyes and be sure to cooperate.

No matter what the situation is, don’t resist, it’s a good thing.”

After finishing speaking, the young Taoist stamped his feet vigorously, and the formation on the ground suddenly shone with a ray of light.

Then, the young Taoist shouted, swung his right hand in a circle, and landed on Yang Haoran's head.

A proud sneer appeared on the young Taoist's lips.


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