016 Ignorant ants, how to know the means of heaven and man
"Don't worry, you'll be fine." Ye Feng looked at Xia Wei and said lightly.
Xia Wei was stunned in place, not understanding why he was so confident?
Just as she was thinking wildly, she suddenly felt a warm current coming from Ye Feng's wrist and entering her body, like a fire, immediately driving away the surrounding cold.
It was Ye Feng who secretly injected the true element of mana into her body, and with his mana, he could drive away ghosts and ward off evil spirits.
After doing this, Ye Feng turned to look at the old man and shook his head disdainfully.
"I thought I had some ability to reach the sky, but I just relied on a tattered ghost breeding jar."
"Hehe, it's okay for you to take out this thing to scare and scare others, but it's not as good as garbage in front of me."
"That's good, what else do you have to do, now use it all."
The ghost raising jar is not a magic weapon, and some ghost catching Taoist priests in the world have such a vessel, which is mostly used to hone novice disciples, catch a powerful ghost and disperse the ghost qi and put it in, so that the people can go up and practice their hands.
Of course, there are also some people with evil thoughts who use ghost jars to harm people, subdue and raise powerful ghosts to do evil, hurt people's lives and try people's money.
And the old man in front of him is obviously the latter.
And the cultivation of the Tao is not shallow, there is the strength of the second layer of qi training, it is not difficult to see from the strong ghost qi that comes out of the ghost raising jar, this old thing should have harmed a lot of people, and the little ghost needs to devour the yang soul of the living to become more and more powerful.
"Little guy, your tone is really not small, then the old man will let you know how powerful the Taoist master is!" The old man said in a dark voice, and then slapped the ghost jar in his hand suddenly.
I saw a black mist like a human face, rushing out of it, staring viciously at the surroundings with extremely resentful eyes, and grinning teeth and making a creepy and miserable sound, like the sound of a cheerful horn before eating.
"Go, good son, give the old man to eat that kid first!" The old man stared at Ye Feng with an extremely hideous expression, and then gave orders to the little ghost he had raised for seven or eight years and had grown into a powerful ghost.
The little ghost screamed a few times and rushed towards Ye Feng.
But after only taking two steps, the little ghost seemed to have noticed something, stopped in mid-air, raised his head and looked at Ye Feng suspiciously, a little hesitant.
In this heaven and earth, those who can accumulate energy and transform into shapes, whether they are plants, trees, birds and beasts, or yin qi and ghosts, all have innate spirituality and have a higher level of perception than ordinary monks.
The old man didn't see anything from Ye Feng, but he was slightly aware of some traces.
"Huh? This little imp seems to be more powerful than I thought, and seems to see something. Ye Feng was also a little surprised, in his opinion, if it went on like this, this little ghost would definitely become a real ghost in less than ten years, and it would not be easy to kill it at that time.
Ghosts are not ghosts and souls like they are now, but real entities, which look no different from real people on the outside, and their hearts are extremely vicious, and the meaning of their existence is to devour the yang souls of living people.
"What is the good son still rubbing, why don't you hurry over and eat him!" When the old man saw that the little ghost had stopped, he immediately frowned, and the bell shook the copper bell in his hand to urge.
The bell should be a tool used by the ghost catcher to control the ghost, as the old man shook, the little ghost let out a piercing scream in fear, and then stared at Ye Feng with hatred, regardless of the rush over.
Seeing this scene, the old man couldn't help but laugh.
"Boy, give me death!"
He lurked in Jinghai City, just to accumulate wealth, so as to accumulate a fortune and obtain all kinds of resources needed for cultivation, Li Dajiang can only be regarded as his agent, but he didn't expect to be ruined by this kid in front of him, how could he not kill this kid.
"Ye Feng!" Xia Wei's face was anxious, and she called out Ye Feng's name.
But her voice was drowned out by the screams of the ghosts.
Ye Feng's expression was indifferent, looking at the old man and shaking his head continuously, "You dare to be called a master, and you are also qualified to say this word?" ”
Shaking his head, he pulled out a crude piece of yellow paper from his body.
Xia Wei recognized this yellow paper at a glance, it was Ye Feng who had made it out of the warehouse in the suburbs at that time, and burned the bodies of Lan Shaolong and others.
However, he was facing such a terrifying ghost, would the little yellow paper that looked like it would tear up as soon as it was torn would work?
"Maoshan yellow paper?" The old man saw it and laughed out loud again, "Hahaha, it turns out that the little guy, your craftsmanship comes from Maoshan, so you can only show people the little broken temple that pretends to be a ghost in the wind and water, can you help me-"
Before he could say the word "He", he was swallowed back in his stomach by a thunderclap that exploded out of thin air.
Boom!
I saw Ye Feng pinching the yellow paper in his hand, pointing to the sky, there was no wind around him, as if a strong wind suddenly blew, staring at the old man with pity and saying: "Ignorant ants, how can you know the means of heaven and man." ”
After speaking, the yellow paper in his hand came out of his hand and turned into a big fireball, which drowned the roaring ghost, and the ghost burst out with a terrible scream, and was instantly burned to ashes by the blazing flames.
The fire talisman drawn by Ye Feng was not an ordinary miscellaneous fire talisman.
This kind of fire talisman is exquisite in its rune technique, compared with other fire talismans of the same type, just like the difference between a BMW and a BYD, and its technique power can rank in the top ten of many talismans.
In order to cultivate this powerful Dao talisman technique, he once worked as a tea boy for three years for that master.
It can be said that before Ye Feng condensed the true fire, this method was one of his most powerful hole cards at present.
When the true fire is condensed, he can start refining the weapon, refining the kind of real magic weapon that can hold spells, and even if he has the materials, he can also refine a capable attack flying sword, and at that time, even if there are monks in this world who are higher than him, he will not be afraid.
"Ahh Seeing that the ghost was burned in an instant, the old man howled miserably, as if the savings of a lifetime of hard work had been burned, and he was about to die of heartache, looking at Ye Feng as if he was looking at an enemy who did not share the sky.
However, Ye Feng did not stop, took out a piece of yellow paper again, and pinched it between his fingers.
Seeing the yellow paper again, the old man immediately turned pale with fright, trembling all over, just like looking at the most terrible thing in the world, where would he dare to look down on this vulgar yellow paper now, the ghost who had been raised for eight years was burned by the yellow paper in the blink of an eye.
It's ridiculous that he just laughed at Maoshan yellow paper, how could he have thought it was so powerful.
"The seniors spare their lives, the seniors spare their lives, and the disciples don't dare anymore." The old man knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately to beg for mercy, he no longer had the majesty of Fang Cai, and he no longer dared to underestimate the young man in front of him, and he was afraid in his heart.
He has always been conceited of the exorcism technique he has cultivated, but what is it compared to the young man in front of him? They defeated themselves with just one piece of rune paper.
"You practice exorcism and evil arts, plunder the yang souls of the living, and do a lot of evil, you should be killed!"
"Just now, you even released ghosts to kill people, brutal and inhumane, if you are spared, you will only continue to harm people, and you should be killed!"
"I can't find a reason to spare you."
Ye Feng said coldly, and threw the fire talisman in his hand with a snap of his fingers.
The fire talisman turned into a big fireball, drowning the old man and Li Dajiang who was hiding behind the old man, and in a few blinks of an eye, they turned into ashes, and the two people disappeared from this world.
Both of them are evildoers, and they both want his life one after another, Ye Feng is not a good person.
Not far away, looking at the rolling thunder above Ye Feng's head, as if thunder was born in the void, he raised his hand to exorcise ghosts and kill evildoers, standing proudly on the spot, just like a fairy, some rich people who had survived the catastrophe knelt down and worshiped from the bottom of their hearts.
What about more money, no matter how much power? In such a situation, those are of no use, only their own strength is relied on.
"No wonder he is so confident, as if he doesn't put heaven and earth in his eyes, it turns out that this is his energy." Xia Wei muttered to herself, staring at Ye Feng's back, and smiled bitterly with some shame.
"An outstanding person like him, how can I Xia Wei be worthy of it."
Thinking of this, Xia Wei was extremely lonely, and when she saw that Ye Feng didn't even say hello to herself, she turned around and walked out of Nanhu Villa, as if she had been pricked in her heart.
"Hehe, me and him, after all, are people from two worlds, and he should not look down on me."
Shaking her head, Xia Wei walked out of the villa in despair.
Li Dajiang is dead, completely gone, not even a trace of ashes remained, she doesn't seem to have anything to fear now, can the Lan family still find out in the air that Lan Shaolong's death has something to do with her? At least, it is impossible to know what is happening in the warehouse in the short term.