However, before the old commander could finish his shock, he saw Jin Yao raise his hands above his head and grab the ghost and god phantom behind him, and the ghost and god phantom was obviously struggling to resist.

So, something even more shocking happened, Jin Yao directly pressed his Ming ghost to the floor with brute force and beat him severely.

"Really, catching ghosts?" The old commander suddenly felt that the Ming ghost they cultivated seemed to have made a mistake, and he didn't see anyone who cultivated the Ming ghost really condensed a ghost god, and he didn't expect that the Ming ghost, who was the only one in this world, was also caught and beaten by his master!

"Master Xun once told me that the explanation of Zi Bu Silent Strange Power Confusion is that Confucius did not speak and beat the ghosts and gods to death with great force; The teacher also told me that the Mojia Gewu Zhizhi, when encountering ghosts and gods, it is best to catch them and slice them! Jin Yao said with a smile.

He didn't understand how this thing on the top of his head came about, he just felt that there was something that had something to do with him, and then he reached out and grabbed it, but this thing dared to resist, and even wanted to order himself, so he was beaten by Jin Yao is fat!

"But this seems to be a symbol of your own stepping into the master-level master, which is often called the prototype of the Great Dao, which is the cornerstone of your future road!" The old commander hesitated for a moment, are you really kind to your own Dao form like this?

"Huh?" Jin Yaofang looked at the aggrieved little ghost who was pressed to the ground by himself, and no one told him that there was such a thing running out of the Ming Ghost Realm.

"Such a weak ghost, what use do I want from you!" The more Jin Yao thought about it, the more angry he became, and he beat the little ghost again, and he was stunned to beat the little ghost to the corner and squatted and curled up.

The old commander was silent, mourning for the little ghost, Dao Ji was also the first to be treated like this, who doesn't cherish the prototype of his own avenue?

"Still, I'd like to ask the other commanders!" The old commander thought.

The prototype of their avenue is a black and white qi with the symbol of the Mo family, and there are two qi surrounding them.

So, soon the Mo family's martial arts leaders and six-fingered black heroes and other grandmasters also arrived.

Mrs. Xu's memory is like this, I was scared and anxious at that time, and as soon as I came in, I saw Jin Yao fighting ghosts!

"By the way, is the debater so ruthless to himself?" Geng Zhilan spoke again.

Everyone also looked at the appearance of that little ghost, isn't it a pocket version of Jin Yao, and then he can still hit himself so heavily is the only time in his life, it's a wolf extermination!

"Do you want to slice it?" Scientific research Gu stared at the little ghost with bright eyes, this is the first Ming ghost of the Mo family, it is really not the style of the Mo family if you don't study it in slices.

When the little ghost heard Gu's words, tears fell from his eyes, and he held his legs and tried to shrink his figure.

"Have a will of your own!" The six-fingered black man was even more amazed, as we all know, the Dao Ji that has been cultivated is to serve himself and strengthen his perception of heaven and earth, but this kind of Dao Ji with his own consciousness is really the first time I have seen it.

"So, let's cut it!" The six-fingered black man touched his short beard in approval, and he really couldn't study anything without slicing!

Unlike Taoist conjecture and Confucian speculation, Mohist believes in slicing, well, Gewu!

The little ghost panicked even more, hid on Jin Yao's back, and no matter how Jin Yao dragged him, he grabbed Jin Yao's neck and didn't let go.

"You come down for me!" Jin Yao is very angry, even if you are weak, you dare to hide behind me if you have something, what is the use of me asking you to be a coward.

But the little ghost just didn't come down, so one person and one little ghost pulled like this, and kept pulling Jin Yao to a red face and a thick neck, and his face was blue with lack of oxygen, but no one let go.

"Are you so yourself?" Everyone looked at Jin Yao, who would rather suffocate himself than let go and admit defeat, and admired this kid even more in their hearts.

"How do you feel a bit like the Taoist Heavenly Sect's One Qi and Three Qings!" The six-fingered black man suddenly thought that this thing seemed to be very similar to the Taoist Dream Butterfly and the Three Qings of One Qihua.

No one has seen Lao Tzu's gasification and Sanqing, and they are all Taoist oral traditions, and there are no historical materials, but Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly has been recorded by Taoists.

It is said that Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies at the beginning, swapped himself and butterflies, and couldn't tell who was the real self, from another point of view, isn't it that Zhuang Zhou's prototype of the avenue became a dream butterfly, and then he played himself off!

"Is there a possibility that this is the real ghost of my Mo family?" Master Ban was talking, but no one paid attention to him, the Mo family was fighting the five scum, and he didn't have any reference opinions on martial arts.

A group of people curiously surrounded the little ghost that Jin Yao had made after stepping into the Ming Ghost and looked at it carefully, each saying their different opinions.

In the end, I came to the conclusion that this guy is useless!

"Why don't you rebuild it!" Six-Fingered Black Man said.

They have done a lot of tests, and this little ghost has no ability, neither can he strengthen the power of swordsmanship, nor can he help the minor to comprehend heaven and earth, it is just a useless thing.

"Can't you just listen to my theory?" Master Ban was furious, jumped onto the high platform, and slammed the hammer with his left hand.

Only then did the leaders quiet down, glanced at Master Ban in surprise, and then went to discuss it on their own.

"I, say, I, can, know, way, this, is, what, what, ghost!" Master Ban was angry and said word by word.

"Oh, we all know it's a ghost!" Everyone was quiet again, but it was still perfunctory.

"Master Ban, this is the category of martial arts, you better go back!" Yang Lou still took care of Master Ban, and comforted him in a low voice.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Master Ban turned around angrily and ran towards the Mo Family Jing Pavilion.

"We want to really him off!" Yang Lou said in a low voice.

"It's okay, he doesn't understand the scope of martial arts, and it's just uncomfortable to interject!" The six-fingered black man thought about it and explained, and then apologized.

Soon, however, Master Ban ran back with an extra book in his hand.

"Keep your dog's eyes open and see clearly!" Master Ban didn't dare to smash the scriptures on the heads of others, mainly because he couldn't, so he jumped up and smashed it on Jin Yao's head angrily.

""Tongzi Liewen"? What is my Mojia martial arts and Taoism? Jin Yao picked up the scripture book and wiped it, then saw the title of the book, and looked at Master Ban suspiciously.

"Read it out loud to Lao Tzu!" Master Ban said angrily.

"King Mu of Zhou patrols the west, crosses Kunlun, and does not go to Yishan. On the contrary, before reaching China, there are famous teachers who offer workers...... The cloud ladder of Fuban's loss, the flying kite of Mo Zhai, claims to be the ultimate in energy. The disciples Dongmen Jia and the bird slippery heard of the master's ingenuity to tell the second son, and the second son did not dare to speak and art for life, but always adhered to the rules. Jin Yao read the scriptures in the book, and then was shocked.

The thirteenth volume of "Tangzi Liewen" brought by Master Ban is also known as "Tangzi Liewen Yanshi Presenting Techniques".