Half-Yokai Cultivating the Path of Immortality Chapter 289: The murderous ghost

"Dad, I've finished writing, what a powerful demon-transforming spell!"

Behind the desk, a young monk in his early twenties put down his pen and looked at the demon-transformation spell he had just written with a very excited expression.

Demon transformation spell, unicorn legs.

The strength can cut through mountains and the speed is faster than that of a galloping horse.

Yan Papi looked out the window with his hands behind his waist without saying a word.

On the rafters.

Lu Tong let go of his tail, landed quietly on the edge of the table, and reached out to pick up the method.

"Ah, who?"

The young monk was startled, jumped away from his chair, and ducked to the side.

Lu Tong scanned it once and put the method into his belt.

The last jade slip has been read.

Kong Lin'er was even more ruthless than the ancestor of his family. He faked the death of six people in exchange for three methods.

Shenfa enters the true palace

The light swallowing method Xiaolang swallowing smoke method, Qilin does not eat flesh and blood, but takes the light of the sun, moon and stars

And the last demon-transforming spell.

He raised his head and looked at the young monk and asked, "Did you bring us into the mansion just now?"

The young monk was a little surprised and turned to look at his godfather.

Yan Papi remained motionless.

"It's me."

Lu Tong spat softly and said, "Go and find your godfather."

Yan Papi's shoulders moved, and the right hand on his waist was held, loosened, and held again.

The young monk looked puzzled, walked to the window and asked: "Dad, what's wrong?"

"Hey."

Yan Papi sighed, turned around and looked at his godson, and murmured: "Fourth, I remember when you asked me to be your godfather, you said you would devote your life to your godfather?"

"I will always keep Xiao Si in my heart."

"It's good that your filial piety is accepted by my godfather. Go ahead."

The young monk was confused and turned around to go out.

One step has not yet been taken.

Yan Papi raised his finger, and a silver light penetrated into his heart.

The young monk's eyes widened, his mouth was half-opened, and he fell to the ground.

Lu Tong withdrew his gaze.

The Dharma should not be taught lightly, let alone the Dharma that cannot be seen in the light.

Whether the jade slip contains a method or a trap, from the moment they pick up the jade slip, their outcome has been decided.

He took out eleven thousand taels of silver and placed them on the table.

"One life, one Dharma door."

After speaking, he walked directly to the door, opened the door and went out.

Zu Wanyi jumped down from the beam and left.

Outside, sunrise is approaching.

The sky is slightly brighter. If we were in Yunying City, the breakfast vendors would have already set up tables and chairs at this time.

But there are still few people in Aoshan City.

The two were walking side by side on the street just as they had come.

"Senior brother, aren't you afraid that the method will be manipulated?"

Lu Tong was silent for a moment, shook his head and said, "Yan Bapi is a smart man."

Hiding on the rafters was just to prevent Yan Bapi from causing mischief.

As it turns out, Yan Papi is more experienced than expected.

Although the several disciples who were called had different looks, their facial features and temperaments were very similar.

Honest, responsible, and timid.

I didn’t dare to look around when I entered the study, I didn’t dare to lean back in my chair, I didn’t dare to speak after writing the Dharma.

Moreover, maybe he ran out of disciples who suited his liking, and finally he called for a godson.

He watched it from beginning to end and noticed nothing unusual.

Zu Wanyi turned around, glanced at the entrance of the alley in the distance, and said quietly: "Will Yan Bapi stay?"

"As you wish."

The original plan was to find an opportunity to silence him afterwards, whether it was because Yan Papi coveted the method or the disciple he found was dishonest.

But Yan Papi is very knowledgeable.

Things that can be taken, things that a lion shouldn't touch, don't touch, don't look at, don't listen to things that should be silenced, show no mercy.

Smart people live longer and should live longer.

Lu Tong had long given up the idea of ​​silencing him.

All the way back to the ancestral home.

Zu Wanyi stopped at the door, stared at the door for a long time, and said: "The ancestral mansion. The house that the ancestral family has saved for generations can be destroyed in just one day."

Lu Tong glanced at it and said, "Are you ready to do it?"

Everyone is waiting for the last wave.

At that time, the fog ghosts, fog monsters, and **** ghosts will all take action, both in the light and in the dark. If you can't hold on, everything will stop.

Zu Wanyi sighed.

"Well, the night after tomorrow."

Lu Tong looked more serious and asked: "What are your plans?"

"Where is senior brother?"

Zu Wanyi did not answer the question.

His eyes were slightly cold and he said: "It's time to stop. After all, Aoshan City is the territory of Fengzhu Sect. If the trouble continues, no one can protect you."

"Yeah."

In the hall.

Lu Tong did not rest, but sat on a chair and looked out the door quietly.

Outside the door is a courtyard with two strange pines and several clusters of flowers and plants.

It's foggy, but the servants in the ancestral mansion still perform their duties, and the strange pines, flowers and grass are trimmed cleanly and neatly.

As the sun rises, the courtyard becomes brighter little by little.

A sticky, cold voice sounded in my ears.

"Master, Aoshan City cannot be defended. Let's take action together, reward women, and break through the golden elixir."

He closed his eyes and asked: "Who will reward me?"

"Master."

Lu Tong smiled.

Master rewards master? There can only be one master. It seems that this master is fake, and that one is the real master.

"Is it also a **** ghost?"

Yugui did not respond.

"What is its cultivation level?"

Still silent.

"Are your exercises taught by it?"

Lu Tong waited for a few breaths, breathed out gently, and said, "It seems you are no longer useful."

"Countless skills. Sex, killing, anger, resentment, hatred, hundreds of kinds, whatever you want, whatever you have. Countless gold and silver, mountains of gold and mountains of silver"

"Idiot."

The sound suddenly stopped.

After a long time, Lu Tong opened his eyes, and it was already dawn outside.

He immediately stood up and flew towards the right side of the mountain.

Mountain right.

A jade bed is placed on the top of the mountain.

Qianfeng lay on his side on the bed, with his eyes closed and his legs curled up, sleeping like a baby growing in the womb.

At the end of the bed, a female cultivator stood holding a sword.

Lu Tong fell two feet away and stood motionless.

An hour later.

"Wow!"

Qianfeng opened his mouth and let out a baby cry.

Then he stretched his legs and arms, made two movements as if swimming, and rose into the air very dexterously, sitting cross-legged in the air.

An invisible force spread out, and the thin gray mist within a hundred feet radius disappeared in an instant.

Lu Tong stood not far away.

I felt a wave of waves surge through me, and billions of hairs on my body shook at the same time, and my heart suddenly trembled.

After that, everything returned to its original state.

There seems to be no change, but there seems to be some change.

Like a mirror, it doesn't look dirty, and it really doesn't look dirty after being wiped. But when I look at it, it becomes clearer.

Qian Feng opened his eyes and said: "Here we come."

Lu Tong immediately raised his hand and said, "I've met senior brother."

"What happened?"

"The day after tomorrow, the fog ghosts will attack the city together. Please prepare yourself, senior brother."

When the time comes to decide the survival of Aoshan City, it’s time to defend the city.

Do the big things right and make mistakes in the small things.

I have done a lot of dangerous things before, including Yueshenyu, Qianfeng, and Fengzhu Sect, and many people have noticed it.

Yu Da and Yu should make some contributions.

Qianfeng looked calm and said: "Did Yugui tell you?"

"Yes."

"What else?"

"No more."

"It seems it doesn't believe you. At ten o'clock in the evening the day after tomorrow, half an hour later, the back of the mountain started to attack, and then the front of the city also started to attack."

Lu Tong felt slightly relieved.

Qianfeng and others already know about this and must be on guard.

"Senior brother, can Aoshan City be defended?"

"Yes."

He did not expect Qianfeng to be so sure, so he thought for a moment and said, "Is it Wuyezhu?"

Qian Feng nodded and looked at Lu Tong's left hand.

"What are your plans for still keeping this **** ghost?"

Lu Tong raised his left hand and said slowly: "I originally planned to use it as a life-saving charm. If the city is destroyed and we are in a desperate situation, there may be a way out."

Qianfeng had a smile on his face and his eyes became gentler.

"Take refuge in the **** ghost and find another way of life?"

"If there is no other way to survive, I have no choice but to do this first, and then return to the sect to ask for help from the teacher later."

Lu Tong thought about killing the **** ghost several times.

I just have concerns. If the city is destroyed and I fall into a desperate situation, I may be able to survive by relying on **** ghosts.

Qian Feng shook his head and sighed: "Seventeen years ago, a junior sister was like this, and she changed her life by trading with a **** ghost."

"How is that senior sister now?"

“I have been sweeping the floors in the Ghost Suppression Building for seventeen years, and I don’t know when I will be able to break free from the web of desire.”

Lu Tong's expression froze.

I went to the Ghost Suppression Building once before and saw a few people sweeping the floor and cleaning the pillars. I thought they were hired servants, but I didn't expect them to be from the same house.

Qian Feng said: "You haven't reached the point of desire yet, it's still too late to stop."

"Yes."

Lu Tong raised his left hand, took out a drop of ghost blood and put it into his eye.

"Master, spare your life, silver, millions"

There was a sound of joints.

The back of the palm suddenly jumped, and then a large plume of black smoke came out. Unlike the fog ghost, this black smoke contained a few tiny bits of gold dust.

He used mana to gather ghost blood.

In a ball of colorless ghost blood, a few dots of gold were dazzlingly bright.

Qian Feng nodded slightly and said: "The overall situation has been decided. If anything happens, rush to the Baijin Tower at the gate of the city immediately."

Lu Tong felt reassured and immediately put away the ghost blood, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, senior brother."

Baijin Tower is a retreat.

If Yugui was left behind, Qianfeng would definitely not inform him of his retreat now, or perhaps not at all.

After a moment, he flew away.

A voice came from behind: "After this, go to the Ghost Suppression Tower as soon as possible."

"Boom, boom!"

Lu Tong was sleeping and was awakened by a knock on the door. He sat up and slowly woke up without moving.

I feel sleepy and I don’t get enough sleep. I wake up even sleepier.

"Senior brother, are you there?"

Zu Wanyi’s voice came.

"Here."

He sat for a while and then went out and opened the door.

Just as Zu Wanyi was about to take a step, he suddenly stopped outside the door, lowering his head and staring at Lu Tong's left hand.

"Senior brother, you, you killed the **** ghost?"

Lu Tong turned around and returned to the hall, sat on a chair and took a pot of cold water.

"It's of no use at all and should have been killed long ago."

Zu Wanyi let out a breath, walked into the hall, walked to another chair at the top and sat down.

"Senior brother has killed the **** ghost and cut off the escape route. It seems that he is fully confident in defending Aoshan City."

Lu Tong took a sip of cold water, turned around and said, "Not at all, about 90%."

After hearing this, Zu Wanyi looked happy, then frowned.

Both happy and sad.

He glanced at it, took the cup, poured a glass of water and pushed it over, saying, "Tell me, what deal did you make with Yugui?"

Zu Wanyi stared at the water glass for a long time before saying: "A bet."

"What to bet on?"

"Bet for the rest of your life. If you win the bet, you will listen to the ghost from now on. If you lose the bet, I will listen to it from now on."

Lu Tong frowned and said, "Do you believe what Yugui says?"

Zu Wanyi shook his head and said: "If you don't believe in words, believe in the Dharma. There are one male Precious Sutra and two female Precious Sutras. The one who wins the male Sutra can conquer the female Sutra."

Lu Tong finished a glass of water and poured another glass.

Unlike him, the life and death of Zu Wanyi and Yu Gui are tied together, and they can only go to the dark side in one way.

"If there are no extra conditions, you have a great chance of winning this time."

"Yeah."

Zu Wanyi picked up the water glass, took a sip, and looked at the slightly swaying water, feeling a little distracted for a moment.

I quickly came to my senses and put down the water glass.

"I have something to ask my senior brother for help."

Lu Tong guessed his intention early on.

"Say."

"Zu Wanxi is still at the Kong family, please ask senior brother to rescue her."

He was a little surprised and asked: "Kong Yewei is dead, Zu Wanxi still needs someone else to save him?"

The four great freedoms in the world:

The silly bird in the sky, the crazy fish in the river, the old bachelor who has lost his parents, and the pretty widow whose husband has died.

Zu Wanxi is pretty, rich, and has a father who is in the Jindan realm. He should be the proudest and most comfortable person in the mountain city.

Zu Wanyi said: "Zu Wanxi has practiced the Kong family's exercises. Unless his father or senior brother comes forward, he cannot leave."

"What technique?"

"The Twelve Bamboo Sections Sutra, pregnant and nourishing bamboo sections, bamboo sections can be grafted to each other. In the past few years, all of Zu Wanxi's cultivation was robbed by Kong Yewei."

Lu Tong was silent.

The Twelve Bamboo Sutras

Seizing the opponent's cultivation base is not considered a righteous method without damaging the foundation, nor is it considered an evil method.

This kind of skill cannot be suppressed by a small family. After cultivating it, if you offend others, it will be used as an excuse to destroy you.

For a big family like the Kong family, not only is it innocuous, but it is a rich heritage.

In front of the Kong family, he doesn’t have enough face.

Although Zu Wanyi didn't say it directly, he knew very well that the person he should really find was Qianfeng.

"When the fog recedes, I will go find Senior Brother Qianfeng."

"Thank you."

Lu Tong shook his head, held the water glass, and asked: "The ancestors are indifferent to each other, and you sisters should be no exception. Why are you so happy to save the ancestors?"

"I agreed when I took the jade slip."

"If you don't tell the truth, how can I help you with confidence?"

"There is another small reason. If Zu Wanxi comes back, she will be my personal maid from now on."

"Huh?"

Lu Tong raised his eyebrows.

Zu Wanyi raised the corner of his mouth, as if he finally encountered a happy thing among a lot of troubles.

Two days later, it was night.

In Aoshan City, the streets, houses, etc. are covered with various formations. Tens of thousands of monks holding magical instruments and talismans were scattered in all directions.

On the left side of the city, Shiye Street. ~IndoMTL.com~ Lutong stood at the intersection.

A hundred feet ahead, an eight-foot-wide gap opened at the foot of the mountain, and thick gray mist was drifting out.

"Chief Immortal, we have brought people here."

Du Zhixing brought one hundred and thirty monks in the late stage of Qi refining, each holding an iron shield and wearing thick armor.

People grind on things.

The old owner of Linjiang Martial Arts School encountered an accident while killing ghosts.

Du Zhixing hurriedly took over the martial arts school, killing ghosts, finding food, and arranging for the old and young. He managed one thing after another, and the growth rate was astonishing.

These days and nights I have led people to practice, and my expression has become more serious.

"Take the people back further and guard the end of the street."

"Yes."

After the end of the street, it was the poorest place in Aoshan City in the past, and it is also the place with the largest number of people now.

Du Zhixing directed his men to place ten-foot-high iron spikes to resist horses along the road.

Soon, the entire Shiye Street became difficult to walk.

"Woo"

A long horn sounded.

The gray mist began to roll in the cracks.

A dark arm as thick as a bucket stretched out, followed closely by another.

"Finally here."

Lu Tong moved his muscles and bones, and the fleshy pythons swam by. He turned his hands and took out the iron rod, and looked at the monks on the left and right.

The one-armed old man of Zhui Dian Dao Men, Tian Dong, Zhang Shujin, Tang Man Dao Xian Zi Men Zhou Cun of San Dao Men Tang Man Dao Men

"Are you afraid?"

A few people looked at each other, and the one-armed old man said: "It would be a lie to say I'm not afraid."

"Why don't you run away if you're afraid?"

"No place to escape!"

Lu Tong smiled a few times, nodded and said: "There is no place to escape, so we can only kill. Let's go, kill them all and you will have a place to escape."

"Damn it!"

"Kill them all and get away with it!"

Lu Tong held the stick and walked towards the foot of the mountain step by step.

At the foot of the mountain, nearly a hundred fog monsters and eight dark, thick arms have emerged.

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