Dongliuzhuang is a secular village of the Jiang family in Baihong Mountain, with more than 3,000 mortals living in it, and guarding this village are more than a dozen strong men in the enlightenment period, and it is difficult to see the monks in the Qi refining period.

The owner of Dongliuzhuang is Jiang Zailuan, sixty years old, in good spirits, nine layers of the body, no spiritual root himself, he received a family letter a few days ago, knowing that there is going to be an immortal master in the Qi refining period, and he is ready.

The residence is spacious, a complete range of products, and his second son Jiang Chenghong is specially arranged to take care of him, Jiang Chenghong is twenty-five years old, and he has no spiritual root, but his body is strong.

Dongliuzhuang is mainly based on farming and animal husbandry, each family has a few acres of land, raise some poultry, maintain life and reproduce the next generation There is no problem, if anyone has a child with a spiritual root, it is a great thing, and the six-year-old spiritual root is a rule set by the family.

The most feared thing for mortals in Dongliuzhuang is ghosts, every time people are panicked because of ghosts, decades ago they were still guarding against low-level demon beasts, and now they are guarding against ghosts, and ghosts are seriously ill.

Three days later, Wang Heshan arrived at Dongliuzhuang, everyone held the moon like a star, welcomed him to his residence, Jiang Zailuan accompanied the whole process, Dongliuzhuang has a head and a face of the characters came to meet the immortal master, Jiang Chenghong was even more busy, and soon became Wang Heshan's confidant.

Wang Heshan was still a little decadent, and felt that he had no future, but at this moment, under the love of the public, his mood improved, and after eating the worldly meal of the neighbor's meal, he felt that he could accept it, and the taste was good, but there was no aura to help cultivation.

After a few in a row, the excitement did not stop, and finally Wang Heshan drove everyone away, leaving only Jiang Chenghong to learn about the human geography, customs and interesting rumors of Dongliuzhuang.

"Chenghong!"

"What do you have to say about the Eighteenth Master?" Jiang Chenghong hurriedly pricked up his ears.

"Is there a spiritual spring nearby?"

"Spiritual Spring, the spiritual spring used by the cultivator for cultivation, no!" Jiang Chenghong scratched his ears and scratched his cheeks for a while, and then shook his head.

"Okay, you go get busy, I'll rest for a while!" Wang Heshan wanted to be quiet and think about what he should do.

"Yes, Eighteenth Master, if you have anything, just tell me!" Jiang Chenghong silently retreated.

Even a few kings and mountains were meditating in the room, and the meals were all delivered by Jiang Chenghong on time, and the food was not bad.

One day, Wang Heshan opened his eyes in contemplation, although he couldn't cultivate because he didn't have a spiritual spring these days, and he was not willing to use the only eighty spirit stones to cultivate, he still silently meditated on the exercises and spells he learned dozens or hundreds of times, several magic weapons, peach wood swords, and soul collection bottles were also played countless times.

I heard a noise outside the door, so I shouted, "Chenghong, what's going on outside?"

Hearing Wang Heshan's voice, Jiang Chenghong hurriedly left the people outside the door and entered the house to bow down, "Go back to the eighteenth master, the people from the Erzhu family came to ask the eighteenth master to exorcise the ghosts, and they were noisy outside." ”

"Exorcism, have you found ghosts?" Wang Heshan actually came to his senses when he heard this, "Let them in!"

"Yes!"

After a while, the men and women in the room knelt down in the room, and Wang Heshan looked left and right, "Get up, what's going on." ”

A woman in her thirties started crying, she was Jiang Chengzhu's woman.

It turned out that a month ago, Jiang Chengzhu went to the dilapidated temple in the back mountain, and after coming back, he had a high fever, he didn't think about tea and dinner, sometimes fainted, sometimes some nonsense, her family had no choice, and the doctor in the village could not be cured, and the doctor may have hit a ghost, so the daughter-in-law of Jiang Chengzhu's family brought her family to ask the immortal master to come forward to exorcise the ghost.

"Eighteen masters, please save my man and kowtow to you!" A large family kowtowed to Wang Heshan together.

"Get up, Chenghong, take me over and have a look!"

"Yes, the eighteenth master comes with me!"

Wang Heshan followed everyone to a house, an independent courtyard, three upper rooms, three lower rooms, some poultry in the yard, I don't know what kind of birds, let's call it **!

When he entered the house, he saw a middle-aged man lying on the kang, his face was black, and the Yin Hall was gray.

So he expelled everyone and let Jiang Chenghong and Jiang Chengming, the younger brother of another young man, Jiang Chengzhu, each hold a peachwood sword, a first-order low-grade and a first-order middle-grade, blocking the windows and doorways to prevent ghosts from hurting others.

To make a strong man like this, it is already a first-order high-grade ghost thing, so Wang Heshan must be fully prepared, after arranging, he pinched the trick with both hands and performed the exorcism technique, a white light instantly covered Jiang Chengzhu's whole body, which lasted for a quarter of an hour, Wang Heshan recited words in his mouth, and constantly urged the mana.

Finally, a cloud of black qi was forced out of Jiang Chengzhu's body, condensed into a black mass, and wanted to escape in a panic, only to see Wang Heshan pat the second-order lower-grade storage bag on his waist, and the first-order top-grade peachwood sword in his hand, and directly sacrificed it, flying into the pitch-black ghost object, a strange cry sounded, a black bead the size of a glass ball fell down, Wang Heshan slapped the storage bag again, and the soul collection bottle flew out and took away this ghost bead in the late first-order stage.

Wang Heshan took back the three peachwood swords, "The ghost has been killed, don't worry!"

"Thank you, Immortal Master!"

"Thank you, Eighteenth Master!"

Kneeling on the ground, Jiang Chengzhu actually got up and knelt down and kowtowed, except for being a little weaker, the illness had completely recovered.

After seeing Wang Heshan's ghost-catching methods, the mortals of Dongliuzhuang regarded him as an immortal and worshipped him, which made Wang Heshan's heart itch, and he thought about doing more for these mortals.

At this moment, he swept away the depression in his chest, and called Jiang Chenghong, "Take me to the broken temple in the back mountain, there should be ghosts there, wait for me to get rid of them!"

As soon as these words came out, he knelt down again, "Thank you Immortal Master for driving away ghosts!"

Wang Heshan waved his hand and asked everyone to get up, and then under the guidance of Jiang Chenghong, he arrived at the back mountain, in front of a dilapidated temple, with broken walls everywhere, and it seemed that the original scale was not yet.

On the way here, Wang Heshan was already known by Jiang Chenghong that the ruins of this ruined temple were thousands of years old, but there was some darkness and horror inside, and the villagers did not dare to approach at all, there was no benefit, and the family monks were too lazy to come over to do more.

Wang Heshan didn't want to take a step and walked inside, he could judge that there were first-order ghost things here, it was impossible to generate high-level ghost things, and the yin qi was not enough.

"Ten, eighteenth master, are you just going in?" Jiang Chenghong stood there with some trepidation, refusing to take a step.

Wang Heshan smiled, "You wait for me here, I'll go in by myself!"

"Yes, the eighteenth master has a little heart!" Jiang Chenghong breathed a sigh of relief and stood there far away.

Wang Heshan strode through the ruins of the broken wall, walked deeper, and arrived in the backyard, although the wall also collapsed, it was relatively intact, and after walking in, he felt that the yin qi was stronger, and the ghost qi could also be felt.

Walking into an interior with only half of the roof left, I saw some clutter, a one-meter-high wooden box appeared in front of me, the lid was left aside, there was nothing in it, but the remnants were new traces, and there was a piece of animal skin-like thing on the ground next to it.

Wang Heshan was about to look carefully, when he suddenly felt several black lights floating towards him, "Ghost thing!" Thinking of this, he pinched the trick with both hands, exorcised ghosts, and then took out three peachwood swords from the storage bag and sacrificed them.

At the beginning of the scream, seven black ghost beads were scattered on the ground, killing three first-order early ghost objects, two first-order mid-stage ghost objects, and two first-order late stage ghost objects, and the soul collection bottle flew out and collected all the ghost beads.

At this moment, two more clouds of black mist attacked, it seemed that the ghost thing was much stronger than Fang Cai, Wang Heshan did not dare to slack off, cast the ghost exorcism technique, and then sacrificed three first-order peach wood swords, but the ghost thing was not cut down.

"Second-order ghost things!" Wang Heshan said secretly in his heart, it seems that these two are just the highest-level ghost things here.

The low-level ghost thing has no spiritual intelligence, and the attack method is relatively simple, Wang Heshan concentrated, urged the mana to bless the ghost exorcism, and once again sacrificed three peach wood swords to attack one of the ghost things, this time the goal was clear, a black second-order early ghost bead fell, and the ghost thing was killed by the first-order high-grade peach wood sword.

Continuously using spells and using magic weapons, Wang Heshan felt that the mana was insufficient, and he saw sweat on his head, but fortunately, there was still a ghost left, so he shook his spirit, stared at the ghost thing that revolved around him, transported the last mana, and fired three swords again to kill the last ghost thing, and sure enough, it was still a ghost thing in the early stage of the second order, and he put away the ghost bead with the soul collection bottle.

He sat on the ground with his ass, gasping for breath, recovering his mana, where the aura was thin and recovering very slowly, and he subconsciously grabbed the piece of animal skin on the lin.