Raising Evil Spirits

One of them was seventeen or eighteen years old. His appearance was very beautiful, and his cultivation level was almost at the level of ghosts and immortals. He was also outstanding in ghost cultivation, and he was born to be convex and concave. , It was a stunning beauty in the underworld, she seemed to hold her heart to marry me, looked at me pitifully, Ren Lan Yimeng and Zhao Qian had their mouths broken, she just refused to let go.

The level of beauty and appearance have become the standard of compensation. The amount of compensation is basically calculated by the fairy crystal. Those who have a Taoist partner will accompany less. If there is no Taoist partner, it will be doubled immediately, and Zhao Qian is also angry. I had to vomit blood secretly, the fairy crystal that had just been searched from the bottom of the sea where I found the empty stone, now lost everything.

"I don't want much money? Huh, I'm not afraid to tell you that my son has a stubborn illness and special hobbies. If you are such a charming ghost, I can't guarantee what you will suffer! It is very likely that you will not be able to survive for a few days. Half of my life was lost." Zhao Qian said viciously. I coughed up all the saliva I swallowed. Why am I suffering from a stubborn illness? Have special hobbies?

But to be honest, it was the first time I saw Zhao Qian's expression, it seemed that I was very angry.

"Senior, Xia Gongzi wouldn't be like this. Looking at the skills of fate, I still have Shan Lan'er, and Xia Gongzi is definitely not such a person." With this appearance, how can his scheming not be more complicated than ordinary girls? After all, it is to protect one's own mind, and heavier than his companions around him. If things go on like this, he will develop a heart of exquisite Qiqiao.

"Even so, do you think there will be a lack of beautiful women around him? Even if you go there, you may not be able to rank, and then you will be left out of Qingqiu. How can you compare to finding a Daoist who treats you wholeheartedly in the future? Well, give you an extra six-layer fairy crystal, and give you a magic weapon, what do you think?" Zhao Qian is a master negotiator and immediately found out the other party's weakness.

The female ghost named Shan Lan'er hesitated for an instant. How could this escape my Nine Suns realm, but she shook her head soon, it seems that the chips are not enough, Zhao Qian is so angry that she is white I glanced at it and moved a few times in my mouth: "Brother God! Look, everyone treats you as sweet pastry, and you don't get angry. Do you really want to marry back and become a ghost wife?"

I coughed slightly, I really didn’t know how to solve it. After all, it was the first time I encountered this situation, and Zhao Qian knew that I had a choice problem with women, so she hummed and said to me: "Girl, do you think How to solve it? This compensation is already the limit we can come up with. After all, you think that we immortal cultivators, who can speak as easily as we do? Accept it when you see it, it is also a virtue. If you don't accept it, you just come back with us. , It’s just a mouthful of eating. Although I am not an elder woman, I still have the status of a flat wife. Even if you marry him as a concubine, what do you think I will win you with?"

Shan Lan'er choked suddenly, her face turned pale, thinking about a seven-star realm wife who couldn't accept her suppression, she didn't know when she died. The point is that Zhao Qian is much more beautiful than her, logically speaking, Of course it is more favored. If you really want to fight for favor, how can you talk about her? Immediately I asked for some more chips before agreeing to this matter and let it go. After all, there are too many requests, and it is likely that the chickens don't know.

I coughed violently, and the senior patted me on the back: "Look, the tongue is full of flowers, okay, it's not bad to have such a wife, a good helper."

Zhao Qian's face is also slightly ruddy, but it seems to others that she is just so angry, but she doesn't know it is because of this, and she doesn't even lose her face.

But the real trouble was not Shan Lan'er, but a little girl who looked like Shaozi and looked only 14 or 15 years old.

This little girl has an oval white face, two small pink bands tied to her jet-black hair, her eyes are big and twinkling, her eyelashes are very long, her expression is full of tranquility, unlike other disciples, this The little girl didn't cry, make trouble, or hang herself, and didn't take the initiative to ask for money from Zhao Qian, but she stood by and kept looking at me.

But what attracted me was not her beauty, nor her graceful figure, but her very young age and already had the cultivation base of a ghost emperor. After all, looking at her soul age with the eyes of heaven, she would never exceed twenty.

When Zhao Qian was talking about compensation, she divided the ghosts into several groups. This little girl was the last one, and she took the initiative to line up to the back, which made us all curious.

"This Daoist..." Zhao Qian asked Lan Yimeng.

Lan Yimeng became embarrassed and said, "This child is called Huang Xiangling. It is a child brought by my uncle. It gives me experience for the time being. I really don't know how to deal with it... You can ask me first?"

Zhao Qian nodded, perhaps not too difficult.

"Xiang Ling, why are you waiting here when you are young? Would you like some compensation? Uncle Shi is waiting for you to go back." Lan Yimeng asked.

"I don't want to make up for it, and I don't want to go back, I want to follow him." Huang Xiangling stood there staring at me blankly.

I laughed blankly, and Zhao Qian glanced at me complainingly and said: "Little Taoist friends, people and ghosts have different paths, and..."

"Sister, you don't need to say anything. I've listened to what you and the senior sisters said just now. Now that the intention has been decided, the moths are fighting the fire, so what?" Huang Xiangling was not moved at all. It turned out that she stood just now. Here, I was listening to Zhao Qian and other senior sisters discussing terms, and now one sentence blocked Zhao Qian from continuing.

"This son of Xia won't marry you. I don't know where Miss Xiangling's confidence comes from? If he doesn't marry you, what will you do?" Zhao Qian was also a little bit dumbfounded. Such a cute little girl actually said that moths are against the fire. She is also unpleasant.

"If you don’t marry, you won’t marry, come innocent, and go away innocent." Huang Xiangling blurted out, as expected, but when she looked at me, she said: "He won’t watch me die, sister, I Is that correct?"

Zhao Qian stunned, and I smiled faintly. This little girl is talented and intelligent, no wonder she has reached the cultivation base of the ghost emperor at a young age, and her eloquence is far more powerful than other ghosts.

"Okay, he can protect you from death, but marry you back, but you are squeezed out by other wives and concubines, and still abuse you all day long, are you willing?" Zhao Qian frowned slightly, and seemed to find the child difficult.

"Since you make a choice, you will bear the result. Good birds choose wood and live, women choose people and serve. Since my sister is such a good person, since I chose him, he must be better than anyone else. I don’t ask for a name, and I won’t go. Fighting for favor, as long as he treats me as well as other people, I will be satisfied. Would a good person like my sister embarrass me?" Huang Xiangling smiled.

"Don't ask for fame, don't fight for favor..." Zhao Qian sighed and looked at me.

I shook my head and said with a smile: "It is impossible to marry you as a wife, but I will build a city and create a heaven together. There is a tradition of humanity, ghost, and path, and there is also a lack of scrupulous disciples around me. If you don't complain about my low cultivation level , Not afraid of hard work, not afraid of harshness, I can accept you as a disciple."

Huang Xiangling was stunned for a moment, looked into my eyes, and knelt down on both knees: "The disciple is willing."

"Why? Xiangling, he only has the Hunyuan Realm!" Before I said anything, Lan Yimeng couldn't stand it anymore. How she said they were all in the Sixiang Realm, and Shishu was afraid that they were all old monsters like Liuhe and Qixing. The great opportunity of this day is right in front of my eyes, how can I go to worship a human being in the Hunyuan realm as a teacher?

Huang Xiangling shook his head and said indifferently: "Master, the disciples are innocent, they are all willing and self-conscious. Master treats his disciples well, or his uncle treats his disciples. The disciple feels the five inner circle. If the disciple cultivates a fairy relationship, he will never forget The kindness of Master and Master Uncle, but the disciples felt that since the innocence would go with him, it was the fate. I will follow this fate faithfully, and the master can rest assured that his skills will be even greater, because they are all treated as if they were heads together. He, and the elder sister who is like a god, is also a Seven-Star Realm Great Monk, still willing to help him solve problems. I follow him and I believe I will be convinced soon."

"We are husbands..." Zhao Qian hurriedly wanted to do everything, but Senior Brother Hai shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said: "This kid is as smart as Shaozi, Miss Qian, you still don't need to explain."

Zhao Qian also shook her head in embarrassment. There are still differences between real husbands and wives. Huang Xiangling's eyes are so harsh that everyone can even see me as the capital. It is not difficult to see that Zhao Qian just lied.

"No...no, Xiangling is a child brought by Master Uncle, Lan must ask Master Uncle to make a decision!" Of course, Lan Yimeng will not agree, after all, it is not just her disciple. Yes, that's terrible, but if you blame it, you definitely can't eat it.

"I know what fellow Daoist thinks. There is a piece of Fengjinshi here. You take this thing to your uncle, saying that Xiangling has already become my disciple. If you have any objections, you can come to Tianyicheng to find me." I smiled, took out a small piece of Feng Jinshi and handed it to Lan Yimeng.

Lan Yimeng looked at Feng Jinshi and swallowed, while the fellow He Bufan and monk surnamed Wen, all their eyes gathered, and their hearts were greatly envied. Let alone accepting a disciple, how many ghosts do you want to accept as disciples here? Is it necessary to use something like Feng Jinshi?

He Bufan widened his eyes, and said quickly, "Xia Daoyou, are you lacking to sweep the disciples to this level? He and so did not know! I have more than a dozen female disciples with superior beauty and aptitude, even better than this little girl. It's not bad, if you don't want to pick it too?"

"Friend Xia Dao! I have this too!" The monk surnamed Wen also yelled, and there were no monks seen nearby to join in the fun, Lan Yimeng was afraid that I would regret it, so he quickly took over Feng Jinshi and sold it anyway. Go back and report to the uncle, let's talk about it. At least one piece of Phoenix Stone was sold, right? Can be considered an explanation.

But everyone was discussing the matter of the disciple, but Senior Brother Hai didn't know what happened. He picked up a ghost with Liuhe Realm and suddenly said angrily: "It's you!?"

After the caught Gui Xiu turned his head, he looked up and down Senior Brother Hai. He seemed to feel familiar, but he couldn't recognize him at once, and he said a little unhappy: "What are you mine? You are in the Five Elements Realm. Monk, it's best to be polite, and suddenly what do you do with the deity?"