Chapter 228: Old State Pastor

Xia Qing was also surprised, and when he heard the words 'Great Witch Relic Clan', he was also confused.

Could it be because of the Spiritist Banner?

Xia Qing's heart moved, and then it didn't seem right. According to the statement of the eunuch Yantian who did not return, it is very likely that the conjuring banner is a treasure handed down by the ancient witch sect, but what does this have to do with the Great Witch Relics? What does the so-called Great Witch Relics mean?

Xia Qing couldn't figure it out, but he had a very bad premonition.

There was silence in the inn, and except for Xia Qing, everyone seemed to realize the seriousness of the matter. After a long while, the old shopkeeper broke the silence, "Qingmian Dazun, what about the evidence? You can't talk nonsense, as a ghost mansion Venerable, you should know very well what the Wumen relics mean." ”

"Of course I know! Without evidence, the deity will not break the rules and come in person!"

The blue-faced Dazun paused, and said coldly: "This kid just escaped from our ghost mansion world and made a big fuss inside. ”

"I've heard that. The old shopkeeper nodded, indicating that he knew such a thing.

"Hehe, Xuanyuan Kang, do you know how this kid escaped?"

The old shopkeeper shook his head, "I don't know." ”

"Hmph, you tell him to take out that witch door killing weapon. The blue-faced Dazun had a gloomy face.

"Qing'er ......"

The old shopkeeper turned around and said, "Take out what Dazun said." ”

Xia Qing hesitated a little, and suddenly felt that the spirit banner that had killed all sides in the Ghost Mansion had become a hot potato, and he didn't know what the consequences would be if he took it out.

Yu Qiniang stood sideways in front of Xia Qing and whispered: "Qing'er, don't be afraid, don't take it if you don't want to, just say that the thing has been lost halfway!"

Yu Qi Niang has always protected her shortcomings, and no matter what Xia Qing did, she protected her unconditionally. Over the years, she has focused on Xia Qing and completely regarded Xia Qing as her own child.

"Qi Niang, you get out of the way. ”

The old shopkeeper's voice became stern and said, "Qing'er, take out the things." Whether it's right or wrong, you have to learn to face it, it's useless to dodge!"

"Old man, Qing'er, he ......"

Yu Qiniang still wanted to protect her short, but was interrupted by Xia Qing, and reached out to take out the spirit flag and handed it to the old shopkeeper.

The old shopkeeper took the spirit flag, and his face was moved after just a glance, "Hey, it's really ......"

"There is no doubt about it, this is a real witch killer!"

The blue-faced Dazun said coldly: "In the Ghost Mansion World, this kid killed more than a thousand ghost pawns with this witch door killing weapon, devouring their souls, and even Meng Gu, who was guarding the Death Bridge, almost fell into his poisonous hands!"

"Yes, it's indeed a witch killer. Holding this treasure to make a haunting of the Ghost Mansion, Qing'er really shouldn't have violated the laws of the Ghost Mansion, but ......"

The old shopkeeper paused and said: "Wuzhou has been a treasure land of feng shui since ancient times, and it is the holy land of many dynasties, sects and schools. Qingmian Dazun, let's do it, how many things have Qing'er destroyed, and we will compensate him, how about it?"

Yu Qiniang, who had always kept her face calm, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the old shopkeeper seemed to be selfless, he secretly protected Xia Qing. On the surface, this is a compromise plan, and it also gives the green face to the big respect, but in fact, it is to protect Xia Qing with all his might. If he really wants to be taken to the Ghost Mansion by the Qingmian Dazun, Xia Qing's fate is unimaginable.

The blue-faced Dazun also understood what the old shopkeeper meant, and smiled, "Xuanyuan Kang, you can't keep this kid." Even if ordinary people are lucky enough to really pick up the treasures of Wumen in the ancient ruins, they will definitely not be able to exert their due power. The power of the Ancient Great Witch is completely different from the cultivators of today's world, and it is not a Great Witch Relic Clan, so it can't move any witch treasures at all. Xuanyuan Kang, you don't know what this means, right?"

The old shopkeeper's face also sank, and he was silent for a long time.

The blue-faced Dazun is really not wrong in what he said, the old rivers and lakes with a little more experience know that the power of the ancient witch sect is different from that of any cultivation sect. For thousands of years, there have been many treasures unearthed in various places, but I have hardly heard of anyone who can use them. Legend has it that only the Great Witch Relic Clan, who have the blood of the Ancient Great Witch flowing in their body, can use these unique treasures.

The Soul Banner is a treasure of the Witch Gate, and it is with this treasure that Xia Qing is killing in the Ghost Mansion World, which is the crux of the matter.

Legend has it that a long, long time ago, there was an unwritten agreement between the various sects to exterminate the descendants of the ancient witch sect. Later, with the passage of time, many glorious and powerful empires and sects no longer existed, and it was only natural that no one would abide by this agreement anymore, or even forget it. In the world of the ghost mansion, it is different, the unique witch gate heirs can be said to be the natural nemesis of the ghost house, can easily plunder and devour the souls of the people in the ghost house, the masters of the ghost house have kept in mind the ancient precepts, and the descendants of the witch gate are absolutely to cut the grass and eradicate the roots!

"Xuanyuan Kang, I respect you as the state pastor of Guzhongzhou, I dare not offend your prestige, and you don't want to make it difficult for you. As long as you hand over this kid, the deity will leave immediately, and he will never dare to disturb him again!" The blue-faced Dazun was extremely arrogant in front of others, but he did not dare to be reckless in front of the old shopkeeper.

In the eyes of ordinary cultivators, the head of the Heavenly Dao Sect, Heavenly Master Xiahou Xuanfeng, is like the sun and the sky, and he is the number one master in the world; only the real masters know that there are more top masters who are hidden deeply. The old shopkeeper who stays in the mountain inn all year round is one of them, no matter where he is, the mention of the name of the governor of Guzhongzhou is awe-inspiring.

"It doesn't mean anything if you can urge the treasures of the Witch Sect, Qing'er is not a remnant of the Witch Sect, but a body of divine punishment! You can practice the exercises of any sect, and you can also urge the treasures of any sect!" Yu Qi Niang suddenly spoke up, defending Xia Qing.

"Yes, Qing'er is a body of divine punishment, there is nothing he can't do!"

Zhao Dazui agreed, more than anyone else firmly believed that Xia Qing was the body of divine punishment, "No matter who wants to kill Qing'er, just step over my corpse!"

Zhao Dazui's fist gradually became hot, and the power fluctuations in his body continued to rise, and he began to brew a fatal blow, not afraid of the coercion of the blue-faced Dazun. As long as the old shopkeeper gives an order, he can punch immediately, no matter who he is, he will punch hard first.

"The Body of Divine Punishment?"

It was the turn of the blue-faced Dazun to be puzzled, and frowned, "Xuanyuan Kang, what does this mean?"

"Dazun doesn't know, this is a very rare life, known as the god punishment lifeline!"

The old shopkeeper paused and explained solemnly, "A long, long time ago, there has always been a legend of this kind of destiny in ancient Zhongzhou, and everyone with this kind of destiny is the strongest person of the times, either a great hero who stands up to the sky or a great hero who has thousands of miles of blood, can practice any exercises, and urge any treasure!"

"Really?" the blue-faced Venerable was obviously unconvinced.

"No lie!"

The old shopkeeper paused word by word, and his tone was very affirmative, "There are very few people who know now, but the king of Hades should know." If you don't believe it, you can go back and ask you the king of the ghost mansion in person. Xia Qing grew up under our watch, and his skills are also taught by us, and he is by no means a remnant of the Wumen, and he will inherit our mantle in the future. The old man is already old, and after passing on his skills to Qing'er, the old man will completely let go and go to the mountains and rivers. ”

"Xuanyuan Kang, what do you mean...... , is this kid the future state pastor?" The state pastor of Guzhongzhou, this is almost the existence of the ghost mansion Hades, if what the old shopkeeper said is true, Xia Qing's identity is different. The old state pastor was about to pass on the throne, and when the news spread, I don't know how many people would be alarmed.

"Yes, Qing'er is the old man's disciple, the only one. ”

The old shopkeeper nodded and said slowly, "Dazun, do you still want to take Qing'er away now?"

"Hmph, Xuanyuan Kang, you'd better make sure you're not telling a lie, otherwise, you'll have a big problem. When the time comes, even if the Ghost Mansion doesn't settle accounts with you, the Divine Court will not let you go!"

The blue-faced Venerable left a cruel word, turned and left, and his huge face disappeared into the night sky.