Chapter 47: The Favor of the Holy King (II)

"What Saint King favors?" Lin Xiu turned around and asked.

"The Heavenly Dao that blessed the world when the Holy King was sanctified has a certain spirituality...... If it discovers a cultivator who is close to the Saint King's 'Dao', it will take the initiative to infuse that cultivator with a cultivation infusion, and this is the Saint King's favor!"

At the beginning, in the days when the Holy King was sanctified, Huang Zheng made up a lot of information related to the Holy King.

At this time, he looked at Lin Xiu's expression with a slightly shocked expression.

"Every Holy King blessed the Heavenly Dao of the world, and there is only one Holy King's favor. ”

"Cultivators who have been favored by the Holy King, although they have not improved their cultivation talent much, but because the 'Dao' is similar to the Holy King, coupled with the blessing of the Holy King, they will naturally become disciples of the Holy King. ”

Huang Zheng said incoherently: "Lin Xiu, you ...... You are now a disciple of the Holy King. ”

Hearing this, Jiang Yitian's eyes widened, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

But seeing that Lin Xiu's face was still indifferent, he said to himself, "Oh, I see." ”

"You're a disciple of the Holy King now. Huang Zheng couldn't help but remind again.

No matter how weak Lin Xiu's strength is now, he is a disciple of the Saint King, a disciple of the Saint King who is highly respected wherever he goes, and a disciple of the Saint King who is on an equal footing with some great powers!

In front of this identity, the ancestor of the Wang family and the like don't even have the qualifications to lift shoes!

What's the matter with your expression that you don't take this identity seriously at all?

"Two, you have also been favored by the Holy King just now. Lin Xiu reminded loudly: "Your cultivation has also been improved from the third order of qi refining to the fourth order of qi refining. ”

"Ah, is there one?" Huang Zheng's eyes widened slightly, the improvement of their cultivation just now was just affected by the favor of the Holy King who originally belonged to Lin Xiu, right?

"But you are indeed favored by the Holy King, aren't you?" Lin Xiu reminded.

Jiang Yitian and Huang Zheng glanced at each other.

It seems, it seems to be the truth?

In this way, although they can't be called disciples of the Holy King, how can they have a little relationship with the Holy King, right?

"It's better not to publicize this matter to the outside world. Lin Xiu reminded again: "Even if we have been favored by the Holy King, who will see that we have been favored by the Holy King?"

Jiang Yitian and Huang Zheng nodded when they heard this.

It's better not to publicize something like this without evidence.

A burst of fluorescent light lit up from the jade in Huang Zheng's hand, and Huang Zheng picked it up and looked at it, and a touch of joy suddenly appeared on his face.

"Ah Zheng, the sect has just received news that there are ghosts in Tianfeng Village in the southeast of Jishui County! The senior brother who lives there sent a message back, saying that there were several ghosts near their village just now...... Now, those ghosts are on the run!"

"It seems that the people who attacked Lijiazhuang are also ten earth ghosts, right?" Jiang Yitian thought of something, and a trace of anger appeared on his face: "It is rare for earth ghosts of this scale to haunt, could it be that those earth ghosts who attacked Lijiazhuang did not return to the earth ghost space along the spatial crack at all, and still want to stay in our Yuanding Prefecture and continue to do evil?"

"Let the sect send me that senior brother's WeChat account. Lin Xiu's face sank, and he took out the WeChat jade from Najie.

Half an hour later.

When Lin Xiu put the jade back into the ring, his face was even more gloomy and a little frightening.

"You stay here, I'll go to Tianfeng Village and go back. ”

Huang Zheng's face was anxious, and he stepped forward to stop: "Ah Xiu, don't be impulsive, although those few earth ghosts were hit by thunder, the most powerful of them has reached the ghost warrior, and it is too dangerous for you to go over now." ”

Jiang Yitian also persuaded: "That's right, you are now a disciple of the Holy King, and your future cultivation will soar to the sky, endure today's anger, and only then can you take revenge on the earth ghost a hundred times in the future." ”

The first four stages of the cultivators of the ghost clan are the four levels of ghost soldiers, ghost warriors, ghost phases, and ghost generals, which correspond to the human race's qi refining, sea expansion, condensing pill, and tongqi.

The ghost of the ghost level, its true combat power has already reached the Terran Tuohai, even if that ghost warrior is seriously injured, with Lin Xiu's current cultivation of the seventh order of qi refining, it is not necessarily an opponent.

Lin Xiu silently glanced at the many new graves that were gradually falling into the night, and said, "If I don't get rid of those few ghosts, my heart will always be uneasy. ”

With that, his figure flashed and disappeared into the deep twilight ahead.

Twenty or thirty miles away.

"Damn, it's a good day, how can there be thunder and lightning?"

It was the curse of a goblin with little flesh and skin.

It was dark-skinned, with tiny scales, sunken eyes, protruding bones like those of a famine child, and a row of teeth on its back, as it hurried forward.

Just in front of it, another earth ghost with countless exploding wounds on his body, holding his broken calf with both hands, walked step by step, and said in horror: "Hurry back to the spatial rift, this place is not suitable for a long time!"

The earth ghost who cursed just now suddenly stopped, fanned his nose slightly, and said with some fanatical enthusiasm: "The breath of the Terran cultivator, I smell the breath of the Terran cultivator!"

In the darkness not far ahead, a figure stood motionless in the middle of the road.

"There is only one Terran cultivator!

The ground ghost who had blown off his little foot showed his two fangs with a cruel smile, and shouted excitedly: "This two-legged meat is of great use to me! Don't compete with me! After I eat this cultivator, the injuries on my body will be at least 20% better!"

The greed on the faces of the other earth ghosts did not decrease, and they all rushed forward, and one of them said, "The flesh and blood of the cultivators is a great supplement for us and others, we only need one percent, and the rest will be yours!"

Just when those earth ghosts rushed to a distance of two or three hundred meters from the Terran cultivators.

Boom!!

Underneath the surface, countless thunder snakes suddenly stretched out like rattans, as if with some kind of spirituality, swimming towards those ghosts.

"Thunderstorm, this is the thunderstorm of the Terrans!"

"This thing is the most restrained by my ghost clan, everyone run away!"

The thunder and lightning of the spider webs on the severed foot ghost instantly turned out to be terrified.

Boom!!

The thunder above the nine heavens also seemed to be sensitive, and the lightning under the thunderbolt pierced the endless night, falling into the thunder array, adding fifty percent of the power to the thunder array out of thin air.

In the thunder and lightning firelight, the fierce screams of the earth ghosts became smaller and smaller, and finally there was no sound.

Lin Xiu slowly turned his head at this time, looking at the sky dome and muttering to himself.

"The Taihong Thunder Array only has a 1 percent chance of triggering the Heavenly Thunder Boom...... Heavenly Dao, those earth ghosts, you don't allow you to send down thunder, right?"

Outside Lijiazhuang.

The dense black clouds came and dispersed as quickly as they came.

On the west mountain of the moon, a villager who wanted to beckon the immortal masters to stay came to the cemetery, but saw that Lin Xiu and the three of them had long been gone.

Inadvertently seeing a pile of objects on a worship platform, he was so frightened that even the lantern in his hand fell to the ground.

Under the bright moonlight, ten heads of earth ghosts with scorched appearances and painful and distorted faces had been piled up into a small Jingguan, and next to them, three cups of sacrificial wine were neatly arranged.

Two quarters of an hour later.

More and more villagers gathered, and many of them cried when they saw this situation. Some of them were very emotional, and they were even more eager to come up and eat and skin the heads of these ghosts alive, but they were stopped by others.

"It's the immortal master, Lei'er quickly thank the immortal master. ”

The pale-faced woman said to the little boy with tears in her eyes.

Poof!

The little boy knelt down and kowtowed three times in the direction of the Heavenly Saint Sect.

Behind him, the other villagers also knelt down one after another, pounding their heads like garlic.