Raising Evil Spirits

"Auntie, I'll be careful of Zuyun." Now I don't have a way to deal with Zuyun, but the boat is naturally straight at the bridge head, so I can't sleep and eat because he is coming?

"Well, they won't take action against you. After all, the earth immortals also have their own organization. If they disrupt the order of the world, they will always be punished. I just want to remind you. Let's do this first." The aunt said with relief.

"Okay." I hung up the phone, ready to borrow a way back to the underworld.

The door to Xuandan Gate opened, and Lian Geng and Zhao He hurriedly ran out. Although this was a bit out of date, I still waited patiently for them to see what they wanted to say.

"Xia Xiaozi, sigh... the sadness changes smoothly, old man, I just wanted to help you in the past, but the strength gap is too big, otherwise..." Lian Geng glanced at the head in my arms and sighed.

"Even senior, you don't have to be like this. The vengeance in the profound door is really common. Today my master is dead, tomorrow I will naturally seek justice." I replied.

"Brother Tian... let me go to the underworld with you, or Shang Zhuxiang, since Senior Mo wants to drink, I can have a good drink with you at his grave." Zhao He looked down at me and knew that I must Drinking, he had heard what Elder Mo said just now.

"Well, then come on." I had no reason to refuse, and after a few words of greeting with Lian Geng, I went to the underworld.

In Huanyang Road, Han Shanshan, Miao Xiaoli, Daimei, Li Junmin, and Qi Nuannuan all came to greet me, and Wang Changhe, Qiu Bufan and other enlightened masters, Zhao Yu and Jing Yun were fighting outside. Did not come back.

Seeing me holding a blood-stained head, everyone stopped talking, knowing that it was my important person.

"This is my Yangjian master Mo Changgong. Just now, he died of exhaustion in the great battle, and his soul was scattered, only the head remained." I said lightly, walking towards the back mountain of the Dongfu and looking for a place halfway up the hillside. Let the ghost dig open, and then buried his head inside.

After finding a blue brick, I took out the golden sword of the head, and scribbled the "spiritual position of mentor Mo Changgong", then burned incense and began to worship.

Old Mo had a desire to die, but for decades, he was confused by hatred, so he did not intend to die easily. Now with my disciple inheriting the mantle and vowing to give him revenge, this gave birth to a desperate heart, and Died in the hands of the enemy.

Earth Immortal, this is what a high mountain to stand up to. I don't know if I can defeat Du Gujian without the Earth Immortal.

Seeing the inscription on the tombstone, I picked up a bottle of good wine and poured it on the ground, and I picked up the cup and poured a sip of wine into my belly: "Master, I... I am drinking with you. Didn’t you say that you never had a drink with me? Now you have what you wanted."

Zhao He also took a glass of wine and poured it on the ground. He took a glass and poured it into his stomach: "Senior, the kid just now is incompetent. He hides behind the door. Although he intends to kill the enemy, he is unable to return to heaven. Master will stop him. Unbelievable, hey, I’m not good to my brothers, I can’t stab at it, that’s unrighteous, and I will count your grudge against me!

I knew that Zhao He and Lian Geng couldn't control the situation at the time, so I didn't blame it. It would be better if it was me.

I took a few clusters of incense, lit it and inserted it in the grave.

Ghosts and corpses do not burn incense, so only Han Shanshan and Miao Xiaoli, brothers of Liao, Long Shiyi and his disciples burned incense.

Zhao He and I were drunk at the head of the grave. I was carried back to the cave by the ghost, and Zhao He went back to Yangjian.

Woke up early the next morning, Xijun and Wang Yan slept with me for another night. I shook my head and woke up. After washing my face, I walked out of the cave and recalled what happened last night. Zhao He once said about the Four Little Immortals. The land on the other side of Guan is about to be recovered. After all, the Sifang Daomen Conference is about to be held, and the pill of Xuandanmen is almost available. I hope that I will find someone to take it.

Dai Mei and Qi Nuannuan had been with the wine last night, and by the way, they also talked about what happened in the underworld recently, and the supply of goods in the underworld has ended.

Seeing my spirit come back, Li Junmin and Daimei who are waiting outside come together.

"Head, can you sober up?" Li Junmin said a little worried.

Dai Mei seemed to be in low spirits. I watched my words and said, "I'm fine, Master is gone, and what I'm buried is just my thoughts. Burning incense and worshiping every year is what I should do. I am going."

"Um...but we are not here for this." Daimei said sadly.

"What's the matter? Is there any bad news? Just let me talk about it, and I can hold it." I frowned, but these few days seem to be difficult, Daimei is so hesitating, maybe it really happened. An incredible event.

"It's about the Supreme Sovereign, the news has already been given back... The disciples asked for the news, the Supreme Sovereign fell..." Li Junmin said sadly.

Uncle Nangong is dead?

I was so shocked that this half-step ghost and immortal monk died easily. Thinking of my grandmother, I quickly asked, "Where's grandmother? Grandmother is okay?"

"Uncle Sun also fell together in that battle." Li Junmin whispered.

"No wonder there has been no news for so long... It turned out to be such a result..." I felt uncomfortable and sat down on the stone bench in front of the cave.

Li Junmin and Daimei did not leave immediately, as if waiting for me to digest the news.

"Is the news accurate? Has anyone seen it with my own eyes?" I still hold a glimmer of hope.

"Very reliable...because Uncle Qiu personally told his disciples. Uncle Qiu also personally went to the sea in Shifang. After meeting the disciples who went to find out the news, by the way, Uncle Qiu said that he was there. In the vicinity, it is possible to calculate an approximate, and the accuracy rate is at least 70% to 80%." Li Junmin said.

"Hmm... I see, where did the master go? Why hasn't he come back for so long?" I asked Daimei.

Daimei rolled her face, with a very sad expression. My heart suddenly became cold, and there was a burst of grief for no reason. Is there something wrong with Master?

"Teacher crossed the Tribulation Ghosts, died under the Heavenly Tribulation..." Dai Mei burst into tears.

I was shocked, and I was stunned on the spot.

Xijun and Wang Yan had already woke up, rubbing their eyes and walked out. They happened to hear this, and they immediately squatted on the ground and cried after their noses twitched twice.

Master is a different kind of existence among many ghosts. Everyone should call him a teacher, and he has been guided by him. The kindness is far from ordinary.

Song Wanyi and the other house ghosts all gathered together. They couldn't restrain their sadness when they heard these things, and Jiang Han was crying and crying, terrible.

"Master's failure to cross the Tribulation, who is the news? There are other ghosts around to protect him? Have you seen Ying Jie's failure with your own eyes?" The repeated blows made me instantly confused.

"It's the news from Master Baishun and Senior Amu. Now they are still resting in the guest room, and they say you wake up and call them." Dai Mei said.

News from Master Baishun and Mom?

As soon as the ghosts heard the news from the two seniors, the crying sounded even more. My eyes were red, and two lines of tears fell. Master actually died. Then what will the road of Water Town be like? go? Without a wise man, there is also a missing mentor.

Under the leadership of Daimei, I went to the next living room. The so-called rest of Amu and Baishun was just drinking tea and eating something.

Seeing me coming, the servants Baishun and Mother both nodded at me: "Come on, I wake up early enough."

"Master Baishun, Mom, I am negligent." I speeded up my pace.

"Your grandma's news has also been confirmed. Now we are in the living formation of Yinfeng Coffin, but we don't know why, but we can't contact her. We can only feel her power in it. Now there is someone who is good at monitoring. The little brother is watching, and we will be notified if there is a trend." Grandpa Baishun took a deep breath of smoke, and then sprayed it out. During the battle, the smoke was extremely powerful, but now there is no power at all.

"Child, your grandma's phoenix-inducing coffin can't be broken. I really don't know what it means. I'm afraid it is not easy to get in without the power of the earth fairy or the ghost. I can't help you." Mom said kindly.

"Mother, don't say that, you have worked hard." I said politely, and then asked about the master's crossing the robbery.

"Oh, let's change the sorrow, life and death depend on fate and wealth, how easy is it to set foot on ghosts?" Baishun sighed.

When I was most disappointed, my mother comforted me again: "In fact, we saw your master being too good, so we retreated far. We just waited for one night and didn't see him come out. Normally, he should come back, right?"

"Yeah... That's why it was said that Yingjie failed. We went back and looked for it later, but we didn't find it, kid, you know what it means, so we can't hold on to hope, right?" Said.