"Master, you have such cultivation at a young age, can the disciple dare to ask, who are you teaching from?"

Lao Dao played with his mobile phone for a while, probably tired of it, and asked Xu Le to fart.

Xu Le woke up from his meditation and looked at him strangely: "What are you asking for?"

"Hehe, it's just curious, it's okay if you don't want to say it. The old man laughed dryly.

Xu Le frowned, pondered for a long time, and finally spit out four words: "Long Zhen Daoist." ”

After speaking, he raised his head, looked at the starry sky, and sighed.

If it hadn't been for Lao Dao, he would have almost forgotten the name.

Because the four words of Long Zhen Dao Chang were almost a forbidden word in his original world, and everyone in the cultivator talked about it.

He is the founder of the Ghost Sect, and at the same time, he is also Xu Le's mentor.

During the reign of Long Zhendao, he recruited disciples, worshipped from all over the world, and the cultivators all trembled and called him a ghost master.

The name of the Ghost Sect is really resounding all over the world.

At that time, Xu Le was just the most ordinary disciple in the sect.

He never thought he was the best one, but he didn't expect that he ended up becoming the only descendant of the Ghost Sect.

At the same time, he is also the only one who shows the most terrifying side of the Ghost Sect as a super killing god.

All this is just because Long Zhendao people are too unscrupulous, arrogant and boundless, and say that there is no one in the sky and the earth, and finally attract the destruction of the heavenly immortals!

After Xu Lexiu became a master, he used the same way and method, one person and one sword, to kill back.

That day, Xu Le understood one thing: the so-called immortals were just advanced cultivators, and they were not as inviolable as the legends.

If it weren't for Emperor Dongyue who rushed to stop it when he heard the news, Xu Le was afraid that he would be able to poke a hole in the sky.

The division was destroyed, the great revenge was avenged, and Xu Le, who was in a state of interest, suddenly felt that he had no thoughts, so he went into retreat. Before the retreat, I saw a little kid with a runny nose, clicked it casually, and woke up again, the world was completely different. After twenty or thirty years of light clouds, one day, I was suddenly struck here by a divine thunder.

Thinking about it now, it's really a little embarrassing.

Xu Le naturally couldn't say so many things to Lao Dao, but thinking that Long Zhendao people should not exist in this world, he didn't have any scruples.

But what he didn't expect was that after hearing this, Lao Dao was stunned for a moment and said, "Long Zhen Daoist, that Long Zhen Daoist from Taixu Mountain?"

Now it's Xu Le's turn to be stunned, is there really such a person here?

"What does he look like?"

"I haven't seen it, I don't know. ”

Lao Dao shook his head, and then glared at Xu Le with ghostly eyes: "Master, you are joking, right, how can that person be your master?"

Seeing Xu Le's puzzled face, Lao Dao continued: "That person, he is a man who sells his reputation and reputation, and he keeps saying that he has opened up a new way of cultivation, guess what? Hey, he actually said that he cultivated himself with ghosts, but you said that he didn't talk about it? How can ghosts be used for cultivation, it's just nonsense." Later, it seemed that I went crazy and messed around with it...... He doesn't deserve to lift your shoes, how can it be your master!"

The old man talked endlessly, spat flying, and slapped a sycophant after speaking. didn't notice at all that Xu Le next to him was completely stunned.

Cultivating oneself with ghosts......

Ghost repair!

Long Zhendao people!

This name, this statement, could it be that Long Zhendao person is really his own master?

Xu Le's chest thumped, and his temples were chaotic, and Lao Dao's words made him fall into a brief shock.

Soon, however, he realized that something was wrong.

The time when the Long Zhendao people first established the Ghost Sect was about the period of the Northern and Southern Dynasties.

Even if there is a guy named Long Zhendao in this world, Eucalyptus said, there will not be too much difference in time.

But now, this Long Zhendao man has appeared in the modern metropolis and threatened to cultivate himself with ghosts.

Timeline, totally incorrect!

Xu Le felt that his head was a little messy, so he interrupted the gushing old Tao and said, "Do you know where he is now?"

"How can this be known!" Lao Dao laughed: "He should still be hunted down by various sects, if I have any news to provide in the past, I will definitely get a lot of rewards!"

Seeing that Xu Le's face was not quite right, Lao Dao hurriedly asked, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, play with your phone. Xu Le waved his hand and said that he would settle down again. I have already made up my mind in my heart, I must go to find that Long Zhen Daoist and find out the truth.

Lao Dao scratched his head, feeling a little inexplicable, but he still obediently played with his phone.

And Xu Le, although he seems to be cultivating, his mind is actually not on this at all.

The information brought by Lao Dao was so shocking that he couldn't fully digest it for a while.

As long as he thinks that there is a guy like his master in this world, he can hardly sit still.

As for Jin Dapang's ex-wife, Xu Le didn't bother to think about it, he did things but asked for a clear conscience, even if he gave it wrong, it would be wrong, and it was impossible to ask for it back.

The clock was fast approaching midnight.

There was no moon tonight, and it was darker than ever.

But Xu Le still clearly "saw" that two black shadows floated out of the night.

The black shadow is one big and one small.

The little one is Xu Beibei, who is dressed in black, and the little guy is holding the soul hook rope in his hand, with a solemn face, and it can be seen that she is very angry.

The one next to her is dressed almost the same as Xu Beibei, and he is also dressed as a ghost, so he is undoubtedly a ghost.

Looking at the grade, he should be higher than Xu Beibei. Along the way, Xu Beibei respectfully made a report on the ghost.

Lao Dao opened his yin and yang eyes, and also saw these two, after recognizing Xu Beibei's appearance, he threw an inquiring look at Xu Le.

Xu Le said: "It's not something you should care about, don't ask more." ”

Lao Dao hurriedly shut up.

Look, that's his shining point, obedient!

Xu Beibei and the ghost were waiting at the gate of the food city for a while, and soon after, the sedan chair came out.

It was exactly the same as last night, except that there was no moon in the sky, which made the paper figures look even more eerie.

Xu Le noticed that Xu Beibei raised his whip and was about to rush up, but was stopped by the ghost.

I only heard the ghost say, "Don't worry, this is a cultivator's trick, not a ghost, and it is not under our jurisdiction." "It's a knowledgeable ghost.

But Xu Beibei obviously didn't accept this suggestion, she said: "What's wrong with the cultivators, seeing these things, they are not doing good things, we must take care of it!"

The ghost cha said expressionlessly: "You have to know, the ghost cha, only the ghost, this thing is not a ghost, how do you discipline it?"

Xu Beibei was very angry, and whipped several times on the spot, and finally probably knew that he was helpless, so he left in a huff.

When the two figures were out of sight, Lao Dao asked in wonder, "Why did they go?"

Xu Le has a divine sense and can hear far away, but the old way can't.

However, Xu Le didn't bother to say much, and patted him on the shoulder: "It's started!"

The two soon came out into the street and followed behind the sedan chair.

Xu Le put his hands around his chest and motioned to Lao Dao to study with his eyes.

Lao Dao was a little empty, but after being glared at by Xu Le, he immediately caught up with the sedan chair.

Then, Lao Dao repeated Xu Beibei's useless work last night, the difference is that Xu Beibei's tool is a soul hook, while Lao Dao is a lot of rune paper.

"This is definitely some kind of formation, but I'm not sure if it's the Five Ghosts Fortune, but whether it's or not, we can break these things by just finding the Formation Eye!" Lao Dao summed up thinking he was smart.

Xu Le nodded: "So, did you find it?"

Lao Dao was stunned: "No, why don't you try to kill the paper man directly?"

Xu Le said lightly: "If it's a paper killer, I still need to call you over?"

As soon as he heard this, Lao Dao was not happy.

He said unhappily: "Master, although I know that your old man has great powers, you really can't help these paper people." I don't know if you've ever used a projector? Assuming that the projector is this formation, then these paper figures are like pictures projected on the wall by a projector. On the premise of not destroying the formation, even if you have the ability to reach the sky, you can't break these paper figures!"

"Because they're not spirits at all!" Lao Dao thought about it for a while, seemed to feel quite satisfied, and stroked his beard.

But I heard Xu Le say lightly: "Do you really think so?"

"Of course!"

Xu Le didn't say much, stepped out, and then his right hand was clawed, pulling back and pulling, as if he was pulling an invisible rope.

The sedan chair, which was originally advancing, suddenly seemed to be pulled by something, and together with the paper figures, it flew upside down and stopped in front of Xu Le.

Xu Le flipped his palm and made a gesture of pressing down.

The next moment, the sedan chair and the paper figure were like the front windshield of a car that had been collided, instantly shattered and dissipated into the air.

The whole process is less than two seconds.

After Xu Le finished doing this, he naturally turned around and spread his hands at Lao Dao: "Isn't this just killed? But what's the use of you telling me? Kill the paper man, and you will be able to find the clue?"

"Do things, use your brains first and then do your hands. Xu Le patted Lao Dao on the shoulder, sighed with hatred, and left.

Lao Dao looked at the open space in front of him dumbfounded, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

It seems that he is doubting life.