Ghost House, a majestic and gloomy palace, smoke curling. The sky was overcast, and it seemed like the sun would never be seen.

At the end of the palace was a mountain of skeletons, on which the blue-faced Venerable sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was cultivating, or wandering thousands of miles. The skull mountain below him flickered with a ghostly light, and the yin wind whined, as if there were hundreds of millions of lonely souls and wild ghosts wailing together, and the whole hall was extremely gloomy and cold.

At the foot of Skull Mountain, there are two rows of ghost mansion masters, and Meng Gu, who guards the Xiangsheng Bridge, is also among them. No one said anything, didn't even dare to look up, as if waiting for something.

Not long after, there was the sound of hurried footsteps outside, and a shadow came in a hurry under the leadership of the ghost pawn. If Xia Qing was present, he could find that it was the weird paper-burning old man, holding a bell in his hand, "Report ...... , Dazun, the soul of that man has brought. ”

The blue-faced Dazun sitting on Skull Mountain opened his eyes suddenly, "Okay, send it up!"

The old man who burned the paper respectfully handed over the bell in his hand, and a ghost pawn came up and held the bell in front of the blue-faced Dazun. The latter took it and shook it gently, and a ball of soul floated out.

"Haha, the disciples of the witch sect are nothing more than that, they can't escape from the palm of the deity! Come on, let the deity take a look at your life, see if you are really a disciple of the ancestor witch, or the reincarnation of a great witch!"

The blue-faced Dazun was in a good mood, and after laughing, he reached out and grabbed the soul floating in the air in his hand, and his eyes suddenly shone green. Just as he was about to use the Ghost Mansion Technique to seize the memory of this soul, his face suddenly changed, and the soul that looked like Xia Qing suddenly distorted, and then slowly changed into another appearance, a tiger face.

Meng Gu and the others looked a little exciting, but the old man who burned the paper was stunned.

"What is this, old fellow?"

The blue-faced Dazun had a calm face, and his voice was cold, "I asked you to capture the soul of that witch boy, but you brought a tiger demon back?"

"Dazun, I ......"

The old man who burned the paper trembled and didn't know how to justify. When he was in the tomb grotto, he obviously took Xia Qing's soul with him, why did he become a tiger demon after returning to the ghost mansion?

By the way, the problem is on the tiger next to him, who was dropped by the master! The old man who burned the paper suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and finally knew where the problem was, but unfortunately it was too late, and before he could defend himself, he was in the wind, "Dazun spare my life, don't kill me, don't, ah......"

Terrible screams echoed through the hall.

The blue-faced Dazun waved his sleeves, and the head of the paper-burning old man rose into the air, and his soul flew away on the spot. On the gloomy Skull Mountain, there is another cold skull.

"The ghosts are getting lazier and lazier, and even the bad guys are getting better and weaker. If you can't do a little thing, just report to the Endless Abyss in advance, take the initiative yourself, and don't wait for the deity to make a move. The blue-faced Dazun's voice was cold, and the ghost pawns and ghost generals standing at the foot of Skull Mountain trembled in unison, "Aunt Meng, have you found that kid's life and death book?" What is his name, what is his origin, and how many years does Yangshou still have?"

Meng Gu took a step forward, half of her face was a beauty, and half of her face was a skeleton, "Dazun, find it out, that kid's name is Xia Qing, and he is a descendant of Xia Wangfu in the Western Regions of Zhongzhou; ”

"Oh, what else is there?"

The blue-faced Dazun was surprised, silently recited a few words of mantra, stretched out his hand and grabbed the void, and many points of light faintly appeared in the air, connecting each other to form a dense giant net.

"Ghost Mansion Skynet!"

Someone exclaimed, and then quickly closed his mouth, and even lowered his head and didn't dare to look more, only Meng Gu still raised his head. In the Ghost Mansion World, this is a rumored great supernatural power, and it is also a forbidden supernatural power to steal the heavenly machine! If Xia Qing is present, he will find that this Ghost Mansion Skynet is quite similar to the Destiny Grid Skynet taught by Mr. Shui Jing.

The blue-faced Great Venerable's eyes were revealed, and the Ghost Mansion Skynet was constantly changing, first finding the Western Regions, then the Yan Kingdom and the Xia Wang's Mansion, constantly magnifying one level at a time.

Everyone's life has been basically determined before birth, and it is determined by his parents' family, family and even the entire country, which is the so-called fate. The wonderful thing is that when the change in fortune is big enough, it can in turn affect the whole family, clan and country, causing a huge change in the local life grid of the natal grid, commonly known as changing the fate against the sky.

As the Ghost Mansion Skynet enlarged, the blue-faced Dazun became more and more surprised.

Originally, the life-grid skynet of the people in the Xia King's Mansion had collapsed as a whole, sliding into the cold and dark abyss. However, in the deepest part of the collapse, a small protrusion quietly appeared, as if it was about to support the collapsed Skynet on its own. This small protrusion corresponds to Xia Qing's lifeline light point. What made people even more surprising was that when the Qingmian Dazun further magnified and wanted to gain insight into the mysteries of Xia Qing's present life and past life, Xia Qing's lifeline light point was suddenly covered with a heavy black light, and the entire Tianwang Mansion corresponding to it was pitch black, and it seemed to have disappeared from the Ghost Mansion Skynet.

"Huh......"

The blue-faced Dazun moved his hands together, playing one trick after another, but it had no effect at all, Xia Qing's lifegrid light point disappeared like this, "Amazing, what a powerful lifegrid skycanopy!"

"Dazun, what is the Heavenly Canopy of Destiny?" asked Aunt Meng, looking at the huge Ghost Mansion Heavenly Canopy, her eyes didn't know when it became hot.

"A very, very, very powerful magical power of fate. ”

The blue-faced Dazun's voice was low, and his face became solemn, "It seems that there are very powerful masters around that kid, even if he is not the Wumen disciple we are looking for, I am afraid that he has a great background, and it is by no means as simple as an ordinary descendant of the Xia Wangfu." ”

"Dazun, let me go, bring that kid's soul back and see what the hell is going on!" Meng Gu took the initiative to ask for her life.

The blue-faced Dazun shook his head and said, "No, you have the heavy responsibility of guarding the Death Bridge, as soon as you leave the Ghost Mansion, the other Dazun will know." Let the bull head and horse face go, bring the gods and demons chain, the ordinary soul chain is useless. ”

"Yes!"

Meng Gu turned around and personally conveyed the order of the Blue-faced Dazun. On Skull Mountain, the blue-faced Great Venerable slowly closed his eyes and continued to wander, and as soon as the yin wind blew, the huge Ghost Mansion Skynet disappeared.

In the inn, Xia Qing was unaware of the danger and did not know the changes in the world of the ghost mansion, but in the distance, an old man in Tsing Yi stood silently on a high mountain, looking in the direction of Beacon Mountain from a distance.

"Little master, that's all I can help you with. The world has changed greatly, you must be careful, you must hurry up!"

Mr. Shui Jing sighed faintly, turned around and left, and disappeared into the vast land of Wuzhou.