Luo Shaobao walked to the front of the house, not daring to look further, and quickly knelt down.
Raise the black flag above your head.
"Master An's noble body and golden body, Luo Shaobao from Anyuan Town comes to see you."
Suddenly, a gap opened in the closed paper door, and an invisible suction force came out, catching the black energy in Luo Shaobao's hand and flying in.
After a while.
An old voice came from it.
"Thirty ghosts, very good!"
"Thank you Master An for the compliment."
"Speaking of which, what do you want? A magic talisman or an elixir?"
"I don't want anything, but I want the master to take action to avenge my brother. If I succeed, I am willing to sacrifice a hundred ghosts." Luo Shaobao gritted his teeth and said.
"Your eldest brother? Luo Taibao?"
"Exactly!"
"How did he die?"
"He was killed by a ghost, but I suspect there is someone else behind it."
"So you have suspicions?"
"Yes, this person calls himself a disciple of Maoshan."
"Maoshan?!"
There was anger in the old voice.
"Exactly! That man calls himself Xu Junming, a disciple of Maoshan Nanzong."
Luo Shaobao said quickly.
"Since it's those stinking Taoist priests from Maoshan who are hypocritical and righteous, I will take over this business. But after the deal is completed, you have to offer up a hundred ghosts. If not, don't blame me for being ruthless!!"
"Don't worry, Master An, I won't dare to fool you, old man, no matter what."
"Huh, I'm sorry you don't dare either."
The doors and windows of the paper house were wide open, and it was pitch black inside. Occasionally, there was a faint flash of golden light, which was strange and inexplicable.
"Wow...!"
Hundreds of paper figures in the valley flew up at the same time and disappeared inside the doors and windows of the paper house like meteors.
Seeing this spectacular scene, Luo Shaobao was secretly shocked in his heart.
This Master An was accidentally encountered when he went hunting in the mountains many years ago and got lost at night and ran into this valley.
Not only did the opponent not kill him, he also gave him a set of boxing techniques and a pill.
He also jumped from an ordinary person to a Kung Fu master.
But all benefits come with conditions.
The price for him to become stronger is to use the soul-searching flag given by this person to collect fifty ghosts and give them to the opponent.
Fifty ghosts are fifty lives. Even with Luo Shaobao's ruthlessness, he couldn't do such a crazy thing. Fortunately, the other party gave him a one-year deadline.
Within a year, Luo Shaobao traveled around the surrounding towns and found beggars, refugees, criminals, and people who died accidentally, and finally collected fifty ghosts.
The price was high, but the feeling of ever-increasing strength made him appreciate it.
Over the next many years, he has been secretly collecting ghosts. When he has collected enough, he will exchange them for elixirs or even talismans.
The 'Liujia Amulet' on his elder brother's body and the talisman on his own body were all exchanged from Master An.
After collecting all the paper figures, the paper house flashed with light and transformed into an old man with a childish face and black hair, narrow eyes and a ge-clad coat.
However, if you look carefully, you will see that this old man is not an entity, but an illusion.
"Master An."
Luo Shaobao quickly bowed and saluted.
The old man nodded.
Over the past few years, Luo Shaobao has contributed a lot of ghosts to him. For the sake of his own path, this guy's request cannot be ignored.
"Lead the way."
Luo Shaobao nodded and ran out of the valley.
Looking back furtively, Master An actually had his feet off the ground, following him as lightly as a ghost.
If it hadn't been for the bright light now, he would have suspected that Master An, whom he had served for five years, was just a ghost.
After leaving the valley, we rode towards the road we came from. After dark, we finally returned to Anyuan Town.
Knocking on the courtyard door, the servant of the Luo family saw it was Luo Shaobao and quickly opened it and let him in.
"Master An, please!"
The old man floated in.
When the Luo family saw this scene, their hearts trembled. Although they were scared, they did not dare to say anything.
Guiding the old man to the ice cellar and seeing his elder brother's body lying on the ice bed, Luo Shaobao became angry again.
After taking a deep breath, I simply calmed down.
"Please also ask Master An to take action and find out the real culprit who killed my eldest brother."
The old man nodded, stretched out his hand to grab it, and a ghostly aura emerged from Luo Taibao's body.
"The patriarchal clan of the Three Mountains can be traced back to its origins, and the spiritual crane can guide the way."
The ghost energy rolled in the old man's palm, turned into a palm-sized gray crane, and flew straight out of the ice cellar.
"Follow me."
Luo Shaobao nodded quickly and chased out.
We followed the gray crane through the streets and alleys, and finally arrived at the town hall.
"It's indeed him!"
Luo Shaobao gritted his teeth and stared angrily at the backyard of the town hall.
At this time, all the truth came to light. The person who killed his eldest brother was Taoist Xu from Maoshan.
"I also ask Master An to take action to kill this beast and avenge my elder brother. After the incident is completed, the disciples will sacrifice all the hundreds of ghosts."
The old man nodded, and just as he was about to speak, a trace of surprise appeared on his face.
"The vigilance is high enough."
"Squeak...!"
The door to the backyard of the town office opened, and a tall, square-faced young Taoist wearing a blue robe, with long hair randomly tied back by vines and a calm expression, stepped out.
A black cat jumped out of the wall and landed lightly on the young Taoist's left shoulder.
He glanced at Luo Shaobao, whose face was full of hatred, as if he had eaten him, and then turned his attention to the old man next to him.
The figure was illusory, but there was no ghostly aura, which made Xu Junming quite curious.
As for the strength, judging from the aura, it is somewhere between the golden elixir and the innate. He should have accumulated enough, but he has not yet overcome the tribulation.
"Xu, our Luo family has no enmity against you. Why did you drive the ghost to kill my eldest brother?"
"Your eldest brother has done many evil things and should have died long ago. However, I was not the one who killed your eldest brother."
"Even now, you are still lying..."
"Noisy!"
With a flick of his fingers, invisible force flew straight to Luo Shaobao.
The old man standing next to him waved his sleeves to block the dark force.
"The young man is so angry. Are all the people in Maoshan like you?"
"From the tone of your voice, you seem to know me, Maoshan, very well?"
"Of course. They are just a bunch of stinking Taoist priests who talk about benevolence and morality, but secretly they are all hypocrites."
Xu Junming frowned. From the tone of this man's tone, there must be some grudge between him and Mao Shan.
This is not surprising. The two sects in the north and south of Maoshan have been established for nearly two thousand years, and they have killed countless demons and demons during this period. With the entanglement of cause and effect, there are naturally many enemies.
"Hearing what Your Excellency said, what happened today can't be good?"
"Hey, I can only blame you for being unlucky enough to meet me."
There was a flash of light from the old man's body, and a blue-grey paper house one foot long and four feet high emerged from behind him.
"Come in, old man."
An invisible suction force enveloped Xu Junming.
In an instant, he felt as if his soul was swaying, as if it was going to go away with him.
His face changed and he pinched his fingers.
"Certainly!"
Xu Junming practiced the Soul Dao intensively, and his soul quickly stabilized.
"Huh?"
The old man's face changed slightly.
His soul-stirring method can shake even the peak of his innate state if he is not prepared. When the time comes, he will take the opportunity to severely injure the opponent and win him in one fell swoop.
But the young man in front of him was not even in a trance, which was beyond his expectation.
Looking at the paper house behind the old man, Xu Junming said in a deep voice.
"Bliss Spirit House, are you from Gezao Mountain?!"
"I didn't expect you to know about the 'Bliss Spiritual House' at such a young age, but I'm no longer from Gezao Mountain, so you don't need to have any friendship with me about the 'Three Mountains Talisman Seal Script'."
‘Crack’, countless paper figures flew out from the paper house, or the house of bliss.
Xu Junming's expression changed slightly, he took a step forward, his figure was like lightning, and fled towards the outside of Anyuan Town.
"It's not that easy to run away."
The old man flew up and quickly chased after him.
Luo Shaobao wanted to avenge his elder brother in his heart, so naturally he was not far behind, but his speed was much slower than the first two.
Xu Junming and the old man walked one behind the other, quickly leaving Anyuan Town and escaping into the mountains.
After arriving at a rocky valley, Xu Junming stopped and turned around.
"Why don't you run away?"
"run?"
Xu Junming shook his head slightly.
"I'm just afraid of hurting innocent people during the fight. But this valley is nice. Although it's a bit desolate, it's just right for your burial place."
Xu Junming patted his forehead with a look of surprise on his face.
"I almost forgot. Looking at you like a bear, I'm afraid your bones have long been gone."
The old man looked angry.
"Sharp teeth and sharp tongue. Since you want to die early, I will be kind enough to help you."
With a flash of light, countless paper figures flew out of the paper house. The sharp paper cut through the air and flew straight towards Xu Junming.
"Little tricks."
He stretched out his hand and a golden lock flew out. The head and tail of the lock intersected to form a golden ring.
The golden ring was divided into five parts and covered Xu Junming's whole body.
Any paper man flying into this golden ring seems to have lost his power and falls lightly.
The old man's expression changed, he stretched out his hand, and the remaining paper figures turned around and flew back. But those paper figures that fell into the golden ring seemed to have lost contact, and no matter what he did, there was no movement.
"You, a junior, are quite capable."
"I have a lot of tricks, but I'm afraid you won't be able to let me use them."
With a wave of his hand, the paper man sealed by his magic-conquering golden lock flew into the magic bag.
These paper figures are all low-grade ‘White Ming Paper’ ritual practitioners.
Baiming paper is the secret of Ge Zao Mountain. It is an excellent object for practicing paper figurines and depicting talismans. It is better than the Luofu paper inherited from Maoshan Nanzong.
You might as well collect some low-grade Dongzhen talismans and practice them.
"Six Armor Heavenly Weapon Talisman!"
Four talismans flew out from the Paradise Spiritual House. In an instant, countless paper figures gathered together. In the blink of an eye, they turned into four giant paper figures one foot tall and holding swords.
What's more important is that the aura of each paper man has reached its innate peak.
"I've heard the name of the 'Liujia Tianbing Talisman' in Gezao Mountain for a long time, and I'm going to learn about it today."
Xu Junming patted the magic bag, and a bronze lotus lantern flew out.
Using the flame essence from the red heart stone dug out from the Western sword, he has trained the Purple Sun Lantern Festival into a top-notch magical weapon.
"go!"
The old man shouted loudly, and four giant paper figures brandished sharp paper knives and swords and struck directly at Xu Junming.
"call…!"
As soon as the magic power was activated, the wick flames surged, and the golden-red flames swept away like a rushing river with overwhelming momentum.
"Haha, junior. Since the Liujia Heavenly Weapon Talisman is called Liujia, its defense is so strong that it cannot be destroyed by ordinary fire like yours."
The four paper figures flashed with light, and a hexagonal protective shield blocked out all the flames.
Xu Junming's expression changed and he flew back.
"Want to run now? It's too late!"
The old man urged him, and four six-armored heavenly soldiers immediately chased him.