"Let's go too, look at the direction, Master should have gone to the square!"

Wen Cai ran out as he spoke, but stopped after just a few steps, "Qiusheng, why are you still there?" ”

"Wait," Qiusheng said as he took out a bright yellow Taoist robe from Uncle Ying's wardrobe and draped it over his body, "Do you remember Master's original intention of teaching us Taoism?" ”

Wen Cai nodded, "Punish evil and promote good, kill demons and demons, and protect Renjia Town!" ”

"As long as Ren Jiazhen is still there, Yimei Dao Chang is here!"

Qiusheng said and turned to get the magic weapon, and the moment he turned around, Chen Xuan suddenly saw Uncle Ying's shadow.

"Let's go!"

When Qiusheng walked in front of Chen Xuan, he paused, "Master has already told me everything, the next battle has nothing to do with you, you can leave!" Although Master said that we are still brothers, my heart tells me that you are not! ”

Wen Cai didn't even look at Chen Xuan, and after snorting coldly, he and Qiusheng walked out of Yizhuang.

Chen Xuan stretched out his hand and opened his mouth, but he didn't say a word.

After a while, he laughed to himself, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

"Chen Xuan, where am I?"

A voice from the other room caught Chen Xuan's attention.

He walked into the room quickly, and when he saw Mo Binglan lying on the bed, tears broke down again.

Even if others didn't say it, he could guess that Uncle Ying would die in order to save Mo Binglan for him.

"Why are you crying?"

As soon as he opened his eyes, Mo Binglan, who had not yet gotten up, saw Chen Xuan standing at the head of the bed crying silently, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart.

She stretched out her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Chen Xuan's eyes, and her voice was very soft, "Since we entered the ghost town of the deserted capital, I have had a long, long dream, in which someone has been calling my name, that's you, right?" ”

Chen Xuan smiled and didn't make a sound, but the tears in the corners of his eyes couldn't be stopped.

"It's time for us to go back, I'll take you home!"

After a long while, Chen Xuan finally spoke, he stroked Mo Binglan's sideburns and hair, his voice gentle with a hint of sourness.

"But before that, I have one more thing to complete, wait for me here!"

"Hmm!" Mo Binglan nodded obediently.

At the same time, the loud noise in the town center square attracted everyone's attention.

The crowd gathered curiously, and the number of people grew.

"Bang!"

The coffin board was suddenly lifted off, and countless resentful spirits crawled out of the coffin.

The crowd scattered in a hurry, and after taking a few steps back, they were horrified to find that they could no longer leave the square.

Everyone looked at the mayor of the town, Ren Fa, and their faces were full of fear.

"What's going on, Mayor?"

"These resentful spirits...... I've never seen so many wraiths! ”

"Although they haven't hurt us yet, I'm afraid that they will suddenly go berserk in a while, Mayor Mare, hurry up and find a way!"

"What about Lin Zhengying, isn't he the best at catching ghosts?"

"yes, who's going to call him!"

"At such a time, how can he stand by and ask me to say, these things are what he attracted!"

......

At the same time that everyone was talking, a golden light appeared from the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it came to the top of the square.

After seeing the man's appearance, the crowd boiled again.

He ...... How could he fly in the sky? ”

"One eyebrow has grown into an immortal?"

"If a person ascends to heaven with a chicken dog, in this way, we will also become immortals?"

A pair of hands as white as paper stretched out from inside the coffin, and under the black mist, the ghost king stood up.

"I didn't die when I hit me, Lin Zhengying, it's this king who underestimated you!" The ghost king's demeanor was very relaxed, and he didn't seem to take Uncle Ying's appearance to heart.

The golden voice slowly spoke, but the voice did not come from his mouth, but from the sky, "You killed the beloved disciple of this Heavenly Master?" ”

"Heavenly Master? You're not Lin Zhengying! The ghost king's face changed suddenly, and he exclaimed, "Who are you?" ”

"Zhang Daoling!"

Uncle Ying's words made Qiusheng and the others, who had just arrived, like a lightning strike.

"How can the ancestor be a Taoist patriarch??" Qiusheng looked confused and muttered in a lost voice.

Wencai's focus is different from his, "Is the master gone, or is he alive?" Is the person in front of you the master or the ancestor? ”

It's just that the reality doesn't allow him to think about it too much, but he saw that the ghost king quickly calmed down, "Taoist patriarch? It's just a remnant soul, if Zhang Daoling is here, this king may be a little jealous! ”

"You are not allowed to insult Master," Qiu Sheng rushed up when he heard this, he was a little dead on this matter, and decided that the old man in front of him was his most beloved Master!

Zhang Daoling's remnant soul shook his head, "You are not his opponent, stand down, your master has been watching you all along!" ”

"Pretending to be a ghost," although the ghost king said lightly, he was actually extremely jealous of Zhang Daoling's remnant soul.

He volleyed out his palm, and countless resentful spirits gathered into a huge palm and slapped towards Qiusheng.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

Zhang Daoling just waved his hand lightly, a breeze blew, and the giant palm disappeared in an instant.

The ghost king's red pupils shrank suddenly.

"It's just a little ghost, it's not the king's turn to make a move, you come!"

Everyone looked in the direction pointed by Zhang Daoling's remnant soul, and it was Chen Xuan, who had just arrived.

"Him?"

"Just him? After only a few days of learning the Dao Fa, you want to defeat the Ghost King? ”

Two questioning voices sounded, one from Qiusheng and the other from Wencai.

Chen Xuan pursed his lips and said, "Big brother, I ......"

"Don't call me big brother!"

As soon as Chen Xuan spoke, he was interrupted by Qiu Sheng, "Aren't you still thinking that the master is not miserable enough?" Got what you wanted, what are you going to do,! ”

"Although I haven't been with Master for a few days, you are my eldest brother, whether you recognize it or not. Uncle Ying is also my lifelong master, and I will find a way to reincarnate him! ”

Chen Xuan sighed and then said, "I didn't want to deceive you, right!" I'm from another world, but how can I explain it for you to believe me? I want to tell you at the beginning, I am not the real Jiale, the real Jiale is actually dead a long time ago, I really can't do this! ”

He added in his heart, "Because I don't want to see the lost look on your face!" ”

After saying this, a long sword with a simple shape appeared out of thin air in Chen Xuan's right hand.

After taking out the nameless sword from the carry-on space, Chen Xuan raised his head, looked at the ghost king and said lightly, "You killed Master?" ”

The ghost king did not speak, but slapped it very dryly.

It seems that this kind of cannon fodder can be pinched to death at will, and it is not worth his shot at all!

"The first sword of the Stygian Spring, the Nine Songs of the Styx!"

Chen Xuan said softly, swinging his sword and slashing straight at the Ghost King.

A thin layer of red light floated on the nameless sword, and the sound of the sword pierced the air, and a ghost cry wolf howl sounded.

A large river of countless Yin Spirits appeared out of thin air, surging towards the Ghost King.

The giant palm print was submerged the moment it touched the River Styx, without a single splash.

The water of the River Styx did not pause after the blow of the Ghost King, but continued to move forward, and in the blink of an eye, it was less than a foot away from the Ghost King.

Only then did the Ghost King feel an inexplicable palpitation, he finally faced Chen Xuan squarely, and wanted to resist this attack, but unfortunately it was too late!

The River Styx passed in front of the Ghost King, and the skin on his face was rapidly rotting as if it had touched sulfuric acid.

When the River Styx disappears, only skeletons remain of the Ghost King's head.

Of course, this is only on the surface, and the injuries in his body are more serious.

"There is still such a way?" The Ghost King looked at Chen Xuan in disbelief and asked in a lost voice.

Qiusheng and Wencai also looked incredulous.

"I now know why Master risked the curse of heaven to teach him the Dao Method!"

Wen Cai swallowed his saliva, his eyes widened, "It's just....... How is the Tao he using different from what Master taught us? ”

Qiusheng didn't speak, but stared at Chen Xuan with a complicated gaze.