Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 394: Friends of the Daoist School
Chapter 394 Fellow Daoist stays behind
"Ghost Mother?!"
Leng Qingxuan's fingers trembled, and he almost lost his grip on the folding fan. Even the ghost of the butcher shrank his head.
Just two words scare Maoshan Gaotu into such a state, and I have a new understanding of the horror of the ghost mother.
"Do you dare to swear with your Dao heart that you did see the ghost mother get out of trouble?" Leng Qingxuan's tone became solemn.
"What is this Dao Xin swear?" Holding the teacup, I suddenly felt that it was inappropriate to discuss such a high-level issue in the adult store, so I coughed dryly: "I can assure you that the ghost mother finally appeared The place where it is located is in the Qicun Maternal and Child Health Hospital, you can go and check it yourself, and you should be able to find some clues."
Leng Qingxuan pursed his lips, and remained silent for a long time before he opened his mouth: "Some time ago, Taoist Miaozhenguan and I just came to Jiangcheng, and we really felt that the yin energy was cleansed. There might be a catastrophe in the city, but I didn't expect it to be the ghost mother. It seems that it is necessary to send a summons to the tutor."
"You haven't said what the ghost mother is, is she much stronger than the ghost?"
"The ghost of fate is not strong in battle, but the ghost mother is different. She can drive hundreds of infant spirits, and she is almost immortal. Use your own power to fight against the Taoist faction!" Leng Qingxuan's eyes were full of fear: "It should be the weakest when it just got out of trouble, and its strength is probably in the upper third class. If you give her time to let her recuperate and adjust the baby spirit , it won’t take long for it to reach the top class!”
I don't know how scary the first-class ghosts are, but I know the horror of the top-notch talisman. Back then, the thunder talisman was damaged and could only be used once. I can hear you.
"If the ghost mother doesn't get rid of it, it may cause serious trouble." I agree with Leng Qingxuan's statement, but I think about Wang Yu in my heart. If the ghost mother entrusts her child to my care, then I should belong to the Taoist sect One side, or should it belong to the side of the ghost mother?
Humans and ghosts have different paths, but I have an irreconcilable conflict with Miaozhen Dao, one of the great sects of Taoism, which made me face a difficult situation.
"Forget it, let's take one step at a time." I muttered in a low voice, lowering my head.
When Leng Qingxuan saw me like this, he thought I was terrified, and his eyes flashed with disdain: "Don't worry, although the ghost mother is terrible, she cannot be dealt with at our level, but as long as the master comes out, I will definitely be able to subdue the ghost mother and be famous as Zhengmao Mountain."
When he uttered the word Maoshan, his tone contained incomparable pride. Even the evil ghost who was temporarily promoted to the Hinayana C level puffed up his chest, as if it was a great feeling for Maoshan disciples to be ghost servants. an honor.
"You misunderstood me again, forget it, think what you like." I don't want to get entangled with Leng Qingxuan, it's rare to meet a Maoshan Yin master, so I should take this opportunity to ask for advice.
I eased my tone, rolled up my sleeves, and put my left hand in front of my body: "Master Leng, I accidentally got a few ghosts, I don't know their grade, I hope you can help me identify them, as for the millions of merits That's easy to discuss."
"I practiced Taoism in Maoshan, and ordinary ghosts can't get in my eyes. What's more, what good things can there be in a mortal place? I still advise you to return to the mountain with me as soon as possible, and don't sit and watch the sky in this small river city." Leng Qingxuan said earnestly, He took out a palm-sized incense burner from his pocket and placed it in front of him, and inserted three sticks of fine incense: "You have just started with ghost art, and the most taboo is to summon ghosts and ghosts when the sun rises into the sky, and if you are not careful, you will be eaten back by ghosts. This rice altar censer paired with Youhun Incense can greatly reduce the pressure on you to recruit ghosts, I think it will help you for the sake of your future classmates."
The fine incense was lit, and the room was cool, and the sun seemed to be less scorching.
The evil butcher summoned by Leng Qingxuan stood still in front of the incense burner, as if absorbing the incense would be of great benefit to it.
"My time is limited, you can start now." Leng Qingxuan waved his blue Taoist robe at me and nodded.
Honestly speaking, I saw him drawing symbols and biting his fingers while beckoning ghosts, which made me a little embarrassed.
Yin Qi lightly touched the ghost ring jade beads, and the wind blew by. Yan Gui Wang Yuchun lay on his side, charming and charming, with a graceful waist and legs, moving his calves from time to time.
"The yin energy is solid, not afraid of the sun, Hinayana D and others." Leng Qingxuan looked at Wang Yuchun's appearance: "It's rare to be unabated after death. It can barely be regarded as Hinayana C, but its combat power is low. It's not as good as a low-level ghost."
He folded the fan and pointed it at Wang Yuchun, and the evil butcher sprang out, scaring the ghost into running around the house.
"Such ghosts are indeed cherished, but they are harmful to those who cultivate the Tao." Leng Qingxuan looked at me pointedly: "Let's call you a fellow Taoist, this ghost can cause a lot of troubles." Human desires, if you want to ask for the Tao, it is better to seal her up."
"Leng Daochang is right." I touched the Yin Qi, and released the ghost in the second jade bead - the unclean ghost transformed into No. 5 Tian Teng.
As soon as the fat-headed Tian Teng appeared, he attracted the attention of the evil butcher. The two were evenly matched, and neither could do anything to the other.
"This ghost has something interesting. After turning into a ghost, it still emits a foul smell. I can't understand it. Its grade is at least Hinayana Ding." Leng Qingxuan opened his fan and fanned himself, losing face: "Yes, both ends Hinayana ghosts, I really envy the luck of fellow Taoists."
"It's just Hinayana Ding and others?" After thinking about it, I think it makes sense. After all, the exchange of three points cannot be too heaven-defying.
"What do you mean by just Hinayana Ding and others? As a direct disciple of Master Maoshan Yin, I only have... Forget it, I have something to do, so I won't stay here any longer. This time I came here to win you over Entering Maoshan, the second is to remind you that people from the Miaozhen way may attack you. That Lu Jin is mediocre, but his senior brother Lu Chen is a powerful person. Be careful yourself. You have the identity of Maoshan, and they dare not touch you easily."
"Leng Daochang has a heart." No matter what happened before, this Leng Qingxuan who met by chance can remind me to be careful of Lu Jin, and my nature is definitely not bad.
"Millions of merits are not a small amount, and many eyes are fixed on Jiangcheng. I've said this, and I'm leaving!"
Leng Qingxuan was about to accept the evil butcher ghost, so I stopped him: "Fellow daoist, stay away, I still have a ghost here, with a bad temper and disobedience to discipline, every time I call it out, I feel like I'm about to lose control , can you show me its grade?"
"There is more?" Leng Qingxuan rolled his eyes, he suddenly felt a bit bitter in his mouth: "I am very busy, hurry up."
I didn't talk nonsense, I released the ghost directly.
Yugui looks exactly the same as No. 9. No. 9 in the game of death should be a perverted serial killer who only attacks women.
Just looking at the way he died tragically at the end, he was buried in the middle of a whole pile of corpses. This person should have the most lives in his hands besides He Bo and me.
I don't know why the Underworld Show named it Yugui, maybe this ghost has some kind of special ability waiting for me to discover.
The dark wind was blowing, the gorgeous ghost and the dirty ghost retreated to the two sides, the light in the room suddenly dimmed, and a thin middle-aged man appeared in the center of the room.
His body was covered with wounds that would never heal, his face was distorted in pain, and no matter what he saw, there was a murderous intent.
"Daoist Leng, this is the guy." I patted Leng Qingxuan who was in a daze, but he didn't respond at all, just staring at No. 9.
The fragrance of the soul wafting in the room, No. 9 took a few puffs happily, opened his mouth and licked his lips at the evil butcher ghost.
The evil butcher was wearing leather armor and was strengthened by Leng Qingxuan with Maoshan Taoism. Although he was also afraid, he still bravely protected himself in front of the rice altar incense burner.
The two ghosts confronted each other for a few seconds, and then something that no one could have imagined happened. I didn't control it at all, and I didn't give any orders. No. 9 jumped out and jumped directly on top of the butcher ghost.
The ten fingers were like knives and pierced the head of the evil ghost of the butcher. It wanted to pull out the head of the evil ghost!
"Come back!"
"How dare you?!"
Leng Qingxuan and I scolded at the same time, but No. 9 was too fast. When Leng Qingxuan hit the talisman in his hand, No. 9 had already torn off one arm of the butcher ghost and jumped aside.
It grabbed the evil butcher's hand and gnawed on it. Even my master was terrified to see it.
"Come back to me!" The Yin Qi communicated and took the three ghosts back into the ghost ring. I looked at the distraught Leng Qingxuan and felt quite embarrassed: "Friend Daoist, this is an accident."
"The Hinayana B class, even A class! You are hiding so deeply!" Leng Qingxuan took the butcher evil ghost back into the amulet distressedly: "I underestimated you, I, Leng Qingxuan, have eyes that don't know Mount Tai , leave it alone!"
He waved his sleeves and walked out the door.
"Fellow Daoist, please stop!" I hurriedly chased after him, only to find that Leng Qingxuan's figure had disappeared by the side of the street: "You forgot to take the incense burner..."