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Chapter 1626: Fighting Ghosts Sees Sorrow

The words of the old man from Panlongling surprised not only Xiao Yu, but also other surrounding forces.

Although Panlong Ridge has always been relatively low-key in the secret realm of Ghost Tower, everyone in Xuanmen knows that their strength is not weak, especially the Taoist in front of them, who is already close to the strength of the Earth Immortal.

A Taoist who is close to the Earth Immortal in strength actually wants to show his kindness to a Taoist who has a small level of cultivation. This makes everyone's head confused.

"Senior, do you really mean what you said?"

Xiao Yu's eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly.

"Of course, Fellow Daoist Xiao Yu is extremely talented. I don't want to provoke a powerful enemy. This will not be of any benefit to me, Panlong Ridge!"

The old man from Panlongling expressed his concerns directly without any embarrassment, which actually made everyone admire him.

"It's so good, it's so good. If you say it all, everyone's hearts will be enlightened, right? Hahaha..."

Elder Baihu and old man Xuanwu burst into laughter, and Xiao Yu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

However, the old man from Panlongling didn't seem to have finished what he said. After everyone's laughter subsided, he looked at Xiao Yu again and said with a smile.

"It's easy to dissolve enemies but not easy to make them. We are Taoists. We have to understand the fate of life and death. Let's let go of what needs to be let go!"

The other party meant this to let Xiao Yu and Panlongshan resolve their grievances, but the cause and effect has been sown and the debts are difficult to settle. How can they let go of them with just one sentence.

However, since Xiao Yu is a Taoist, he also knows how to only advance and retreat.

"It's okay if I let them go. I have a condition. I hope senior will make the final decision."

Xiao Yu smiled lightly, and then looked down into the valley.

"My grandfather was injured by people from Panlong Mountain and finally lost his life.

I only asked them to come to my grandfather's spiritual throne on the day when my Maoshan Mountain was founded, and kowtow three times and bow nine times to show their sincerity.

He also invited my grandfather’s soul to be enshrined in the mountains.

I swear to God that I will never make things difficult for all my Maoshan disciples.

In this way, the grudge between me and him at Panlong Mountain has been wiped out, and we will feel like guests when we meet each other in the future."

Xiao Yu stated three conditions, but the old man from Panlongling couldn't help but frown slightly.

Taoist sects usually enshrine the ancestors of the Xian family. Xiao Yu actually asked his grandfather's spirit tablet to be taken back for enshrinement. This was a bit too much.

No one else said anything, but they all knew that Xiao Yu was doing something wrong.

After Xiao Yu finished speaking, he looked at Taoist Panlongling, wanting to see his reaction.

But the other party did not speak, but shook his head, and then said with a bitter smile:

"In this case, I can't promise you anything, so I'll let you figure it out on your own!"

Three kowtows and nine bows can be accomplished with good persuasion, but asking the spirit to worship in the mountains is a Taoist taboo.

Xiao Yu knew that the other party would refuse, and the purpose of doing this was to see if the other party would be angry or angry because of a word.

If the other party is angry, it means that he cares about Yangshi Panlongshan's face.

If you are angry at a loss, it means that the other party just showed kindness to you just to dispel your wariness!

Now that the other party is neither angry nor angry, it means that he really doesn't want to deal with this matter anymore.

"Senior, I, Xiao Yu, am not an unreasonable person.

Senior’s advice today, I will definitely keep it in mind, and when I finally confront Panlongshan, I will consider it carefully so as not to embarrass Senior.”

If the other party gives you face, you must also leave face to the other party. This is also to enable you to get along better in the future.

"Okay, then I would like to thank you Taoist friend."

The old man from Panlongling clasped his fists again, and then looked down again.

"The Candle Dragon Altar has not been created yet. You go and kill the ghosts with Qinglong first. I will re-seal this place later."

After Xuanwu sat cross-legged and rested for a while, he gave instructions to Baihu and the others.

"yes……"

Including the old man from Panlongling, everyone bowed neatly to Xuanwu and then flew towards the thick fog below.

In the valley below the thick fog, a huge altar more than thirty meters wide looks like a dying old man, looking as if he has lived for countless years.

The altar is wrapped by a circle of stone pillars. If you don't look carefully, you will really think of it as a ghost refining formation.

In the center of the altar is a white throne, and on top of the throne is a pair of crystal clear white bones.

Whether it is the white throne or the white bones, they all exude a sinister pressure.

Under that pressure, everyone and the big demon seemed to have seen their god and wanted to worship him.

But at this time, the altar was full of people.

The woman in red and the old man with six tails that Xiao Yu and the others met before were all here.

They were all squatting under the altar, muttering something softly, looking extremely pious.

At this time, Gui Jianchou was also suspended in the air, with hundreds of white porcelain bottles suspended in front of him.

Those porcelain bottles reflected dazzling light under the sunlight.

Gui Jianchou floated there with his arms spread out, and the porcelain bottles kept spinning around him.

Not far below the altar, there are many stone steps. At this time, the sloppy Taoist and many Yangshi disciples gathered there and did not dare to step forward.

"Ghosts see sorrow and suffer death."

Suddenly there was a loud shout from above, and then a giant white dragon descended from the sky. Its huge tail was like a storm. It faced the ghost head-on and shot it down.

But Gui Jianchou, as the owner of Gui Lou, has no skills, how can he sit securely in this position?

So when the white dragon's tail flew towards him, he suddenly waved his hand, and a large, delicate red flower bloomed above his head.

Flowers bloom on the other side waiting for reincarnation, don’t ask for the next life but this life.

As soon as the red flowers bloomed, the entire sky above the altar began to turn red.

Those red colors look like pollen, but they also look like flower mist.

The dragon's tail slapped into the red pollen, as if it had sunk into the sea.

Moreover, the pollen has a strong corrosive effect. The dragon's tail only touched it a little, and then it began to make a squeaking sound and bursts of white smoke came out.

The severe pain caused the white giant dragon to keep turning and wailing in the sea of ​​clouds, looking very irritable.

Seeing that the dragon soul was injured, Qinglong hurriedly took the dragon soul back into his body, and then looked at the blooming flower of the other side with a cautious expression.

The flowers on the other side are blooming, and the red stamens are like pearls, each of which looks very pleasant.

The huge flower bones are about the size of a water tank, floating just above Gui Jianchou's head. From a distance, it looks like a person carrying a trumpet.

"The ghost is worried. The Holy Lord Huangquan can't save you now, so I'll risk my life."

Qinglong suddenly waved his hand, and a swath of stars began to rotate around him. At the same time, white stars fell from the sky and rushed towards Ghost.

But Gui Jianchou stood there indifferently, as if he was not afraid of Qinglong's attack.

When those white stars were about to fall on Gui Jianchou, Gui Jianchou's body suddenly emitted bursts of black halo, directly sending those heart missiles flying away.

At the same time, the soil began to crack under Gui Jianchou's feet, and streaks of black air seemed to come from the netherworld, constantly floating upward into the sky.


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