Named disciple?

Shen Tian thought silently in his heart, and made a gesture again and again.

Ling Qiu casually helped him up: "I said that I was a disciple, just because I will give you some advice on your cultivation." But that's about it. ”

"Understood, understood! Ling Xian...... Oh, Master......"

Without waiting for Shen Tian to finish speaking, Ling Qiu hurriedly waved his hand: "Continue to call me Mr. Ling." ”

“…… Yes, Mr. Ling. ”

Even if Cheng Yushui and Yuan Aqi called their master, Ling Qiu felt awkward.

At the beginning, in the underworld, Ling Qiu didn't really accept any apprentices, at most, they were people under his command, and they were just instructed by themselves.

And now Shen Tian, in Ling Qiu's eyes, is also in such a situation.

"Your current strength, although you are still in the Yuanwu realm, but at the same time, you have the strength of the ghost spirit in the ghost cultivation, even if you meet the city god, you also have the capital to fight."

Hearing Ling Qiu's words, Shen Tian's eyes lit up.

Of course he knew......

What a city god is!

In the entire Huaxia region, there are only five people!!

"Shen Tian, you continue to keep an eye on the Shen family's side, and if there is any progress, notify me as soon as possible. No matter how big or small the message is, tell me, understand? ”

"Understood!"

After Shen Tianyan finished speaking, he suddenly felt a flicker in front of him.

Ling Qiu had already disappeared from his eyes.

……

Eight o'clock in the evening.

Ling Qiu came to a suburb of Donghai City.

I chose a relatively secluded place and sat on the ground.

After sending the location to Shangguan Yunhu, Ling Qiu leaned against the dead tree behind him as if he came out to blow the wind, and leisurely spit out smoke.

The spark of cigarettes shone faintly in the darkness.

Finally......

Ling Qiu and the others came, Shangguan Yunhu and the others.

Huhuhuhu-

A gust of wind seemed to blow away the woods in this suburb, and the dead trees had no leaves, but there was a burst of rustling sounds!

A wave of cold and evil breath, Chao Ling Qiu rushed to his face!

Overwhelming, obscuring the sky......

Oh, of course, it's night.

Ling Qiu subconsciously looked up, and the bent moon in the sky seemed to be the fangs of ghosts.

The cigarette in Ling Qiu's hand, wafting with Miao Miao smoke, rose up, as if it was reflecting the moonlight, slowly rushing towards this bend of the moon, there was an indescribable atmosphere.

Boom –

A figure stood still in front of Ling Qiu.

Three people.

Ten people.

Twenty people.

Thirty people......

In the end, a full fifty people appeared in front of Ling Qiu.

The four people at the head are naturally the four elders of the Hundred Killing Pavilion: Zhang Bei, Zhong Sheng, Gu Dong, and Hu Cunxi.

They are one of the four great city gods.

And the fifth city god also came to the scene today......

This person is Xing Mantang.

When Ling Qiu saw Xing Mantang appear, he couldn't help but smile slightly.

It's been a long time since I've seen this little old man.

This old man looks very good now, and he feels at least ten years younger than the last time we met!

It seems that the cultivation exercises that Ling Qiu left him before, this old man is practicing very seriously.

Judging from the aura on Xing Mantang's body, he now has the strength of the peak of the ghost, and he is infinitely close to the ghost.

Once he enters the realm of ghosts, he is absolutely qualified to sit in the position of the city god.

And judging from the situation that he stood next to Zhang Bei and the others at this moment......

Zhang Bei, these guys, really did not break their promise, just as Ling Qiu ordered, let Xing Mantang sit on the throne of one of the five great city gods.

"Mr. Ling!"

Xing Mantang hadn't seen each other for many days, and after seeing Ling Qiu, he hurriedly came up and respectfully hugged his fists.

Ling Qiu smiled and glanced around, "What about Shangguan Yunhu?" ”

"Shangguan Yunhu?"

Hearing this, Zhang Bei and the others couldn't help but be stunned.

In a few moments, a masked man came quickly from behind everyone.

Seeing this person appear, Zhang Bei and the others immediately clasped their fists at this person: "Welcome to Lord Soul Detention Envoy!" ”

Ling Qiu: ???

As soon as he saw this masked man, Ling Qiu smiled.

This guy, although he is masked, judging from the aura on his body, there is no doubt that Shangguan Yunhu is unmistakable!

Ling Qiu instantly understood what was going on.

Dare to ......

This Shangguan Yunhu's identity as a soul detaining envoy, Zhang Bei's gang doesn't know it?

Therefore, when Ling Qiu said Shangguan Yunhu's name just now, Zhang Bei and the others were confused.

But......

Soon, Zhang Bei and others realized the problem.

"Shangguan Yunhu?"

Muttering, several city gods turned their heads to look at the masked Shangguan Yunhu.

Shangguan Yunhu's eyes when he looked at Ling Qiu were full of resentment and helplessness.

No kidding, looking at the look in Shangguan Yunhu's eyes, it was as if he was about to cry.

Ling Qiu smiled and waved his hand: "It's also quite handsome to be masked, so continue to be masked." ”

Shangguan Yunhu was about to scold his mother in his heart: "Damn! In order to hide my identity as a soul detainer, I don't know how many years I have been acting in a mask...... Mr. Ling, you are awesome, just a few words, you can break my identity. ”

After being entangled for a long time, Shangguan Yunhu was also helpless for a while, and simply tore off the mask directly.

The moment it was torn off, many ghost officials hurriedly lowered their heads, not daring to look at Shangguan Yunhu's face.

After all, he is a soul envoy who is higher than the city god, who knows, everyone sees his true face, he is unhappy, will he kill people.

Shangguan Yunhu couldn't cry or laugh: "Raise your heads." Now that Mr. Ling has said it, then I don't have to hide it anymore. ”

With these words, everyone slowly raised their heads.

Some impermanence, looking at Shangguan Yunhu's face, sighed in his heart.

"it...... This mysterious soul envoy turned out to be Shangguan Yunhu?! ”

"That big man from the Shangguan family...... Shangguan Yunhu?! ”

"Shangguan Yunhu's strength on his face is already in the Yuanwu realm, and coupled with his identity as a ghost official who is a soul detaining envoy, his strength is even much higher. At this level of strength, I'm afraid ......"

The crowd was silent.

I don't dare to think about it.

Shangguan Yunhu's true strength should have reached the Returning Yuan Realm!

In fact, Shangguan Yunhu's strength is indeed considered to be a return to the Yuan realm, but he is a ghost cultivator who became a monk halfway through the way, and now at this stage, the transformation has still not been completed.

And once he completes his transformation, he will completely become a master of the Returning Yuan Realm.

And, he believes......

Once you succeed, you will reach the path of true people from the Returning Yuan Realm......

It's not far off.

Ling Qiu discovered this when he first met Shangguan Yunhu.

Ling Qiu glanced at the many ghost officials present.

It's time to ......

It's time to train your own team.

Isn't the ghost mother in control of the ghost officials of the Yang world?

However, layer after layer, it seems that the most fundamental part has not been grasped.

Then, Ling Qiu is welcome.

"I'd like to ask a very cliché question."

After a pause, Ling Qiu glanced at everyone: "Do you want to become stronger?" ”

(End of chapter)