Wu Youqiu, who was silently performing the mantra, after reciting the last mantra, pointed his hand at Yetan, and at the same time drank the words "Turning a sword~" out of his mouth. Immediately, the water in the pool quickly flew into the air drop by drop, and in a few blinks of an eye, it condensed into a water sword more than two feet long. This water sword looks transparent, but on its body, there is a faint purple glow.

After the water sword shining with purple mangs appeared, after Wu Youqiu drank the word "Zhu~" this time, he stabbed straight at the red-clothed ghost cultivator in the gray mist.

"Ah~" The water sword burrowed into the fog, and the ghost cultivator let out a cold shout. Under his shout, the gray mist was like a piece of solidified ice, shook a few times, and then fell directly into the pool. And the ghost cultivator in the fog was holding the sword in both hands, and the volley was forced back a few feet in the air. Eventually, the water sword turned into water droplets and fell into the pool, while the ghost cultivator's spirit body became a little darker.

Seeing that Wu Youqiu's spell was broken, Li Ge hurriedly raised his hand and pinched a trick, and when he was about to perform a spell, the ghost cultivator on the pond suddenly shouted "Slow", interrupting Li Ge, who wanted to perform a spell.

"Slow, slow, it's because I don't know Taishan, and I offended a few Taoist friends, so please stop and listen to my words?" Seeing this ghost cultivator with a flickering attitude, the three people on the shore were all in the same place, and looked at him vigilantly.

"You brutalized the innocent and forcibly detained the soul for your own Yinle, what else can you say?" After watching for a while, Wu Youqiu asked suspiciously.

"What the Taoist friend said is indeed the deity, oh no, it is indeed the poor Dao who did not do it right. However, Poor Dao can return all the three female souls newly detained yesterday and the previous four. The bodies of the three girls yesterday should not have been buried, and the four girls who have been buried before, I can assure you that their bodies are not rotten, so I can make them all rejuvenated. ”

Hearing Ghost Xiu's words, Wu Youqiu was immediately stunned, he glanced at Li Ge beside him suspiciously, and saw that his face was also full of astonishment, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Haha~ If the three Taoist friends agree, Poor Dao can now bring the seven spirit bodies out of the underworld and let them return to the yang. The red-clothed ghost cultivator saw the expressions of the three of them, and said, "The three Taoist friends are young, but their cultivation is not shallow, and they know that they are invincible, but if you want to destroy me, it will not be so easy." ”

"If you have anything to say, you don't have to beat around the bush. When Li Ge heard this, he said straight to the point.

"Okay~ Then I'll tell you the truth. The red-clothed ghost Xiu nodded, still thinking about the pervert that Wu Youqiu had asked for before, and the spirit body sat cross-legged on the edge of the pool and sighed, "Poor Dao is not a pervert, Poor Dao surname Fang, Dao number is not virtuous, and he is taught by the Qingcheng Mountain Shenxiao faction." ”

"Qingcheng Mountain Shenxiao Sect, are you the descendant of the true person of Chong Xutong Miao Wang?" Hearing the three people of the Shenxiao Sect, Li Ge asked in surprise. In the past, he had heard Lai Lao Dao talk about the Shenxiao faction, which evolved from the Heavenly Master Dao, and there are great magical powers in the sect, which can enslave ghosts and gods, cause thunderstorms, eliminate harm and avoid disasters, and calculate all yin and yang things. The Shenxiao faction originated in the Song Dynasty, and its founding ancestor Wang Wenqing was even more feathered and soared, and the honorific name was a wonderful real person. Moreover, this Wang Zhenren still has a friendship with the founding ancestor of his own sect.

Based on what the village chief Wang Laowu said before, the stone lion in the village was established by the Song Dynasty, and the ghost cultivator in front of him said that he was a Taoist priest of the Shenxiao Sect, so Li Ge asked this question.

"The family teacher is Wang Zhenren, and Daoist friends know about my Shenxiao Sect?" Ghost Cultivator heard this, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"In my early years, I heard my master talk about your sect. Li Ge looked at the expression of the ghost cultivator, and then continued, "Li Ge is in the cloth cloth faction." ”

"Buyi faction, you are actually the descendant of the cloth cloth master, no wonder you have such magical powers. The ghost cultivator named Fang Wude heard Li Ge's answer, and the expression on his face became even more surprised.

Wu Youqiu and Jingchen saw that Li Ge and Ghost Xiu suddenly chatted, and the vigilance on their faces slowed down slightly, and they stood silently and listened.

"Since Brother Fang Dao is a descendant disciple of Wang Zhenren, why did he end up here, and it is his turn to be a ghost cultivator?" Li Ge took a step forward and asked suspiciously.

"It's a long story. Fang Wude, who was sitting on the surface of the pool, lowered his head and thought about it, and then said in a light tone.

"When my master ascended, he passed on to me a divine object that he found in the world, but unfortunately I was unreasonably calculated by my senior brother Feng, not only was the thing passed on by the master snatched by him, but even my body was ......."

"Your body, Brother Fang Dao might as well say it if you have something to say. Seeing that Fang Wude suddenly paused in the middle of his words, Li Ge opened his mouth to answer.

"My body was divided into five pieces by him, and each of them was contained in five jars, and sealed in this pool. After I turned into a ghost, I lured some villagers to dig up the jars, but my brother's seal stopped them. ”

"Later, the villagers invited a high Taoist from there, who broke my brother's seal and dug out five jars from the pool. At this point, Fang Wude smiled bitterly, "It's a pity that when he opened the jar, five birds that were screaming indiscriminately ran out of it. ”

"Are you saying that your body has turned into five evil birds?" Hearing Fang Wude's words, Wu Youqiu, who had been listening silently on the sidelines, asked in surprise. sighed in his heart, "That aunt's evil bird calls like the word bitter baby, no wonder this pond is called Wuzi Pond." ”

"Yes, my body has indeed turned into five evil birds. Fang Wude nodded bitterly.

After hearing these words, Li Ge thought that when Wang Tang Village encountered strange things in the future, everything quickly went through again. Then, he opened his mouth and asked, "Brother Fang Dao, the three squatting stone lions in the village seem to me to be a suppressive formation, could it be that your senior brother has set it up?"

"The three squatting stone lions are indeed a formation, but they are not a suppression formation, but a yin gathering formation. Fang Wude looked at the pond with a confused look in his eyes, and said eloquently, "Back then, that Gao Dao saw that I was pitiful, so he set up the Three Lions Gathering Yin Array in the village for me to cultivate in this pool." It's a pity that with the changes of the years, the Three Lions Gathering Yin Array has been destroyed last year. ”

Having said that, Li Ge roughly knew why this Fang Wude was like this, "Brother Fang Dao, if you can make all the seven people who were killed by you before return to Yang, we can help you redeploy the Three Lions Gathering Yin Array." ”

"Is Li Daoyou's words serious?" Fang Wude heard this, and the spirit body quickly stood up, bent over and made a big salute, and thanked him respectfully, "In this way, Poor Dao will thank Li Daoyou a lot." ”

"No thanks. Li Ge raised his hand and saluted back, and then said, "Brother Fang Dao, forgive me for taking the liberty of asking, you just said that Wang Zhenren passed on the thing left by your gods, I don't know what it is?"

"This ......" Fang Wude thought for a moment, and then smiled, "It's a small green stone box, if you take the stone box with you and perform some ordinary spells, you won't consume a trace of spiritual power." I am now a ghost, and the stone box has no effect on me, if I can take it back one day, I will definitely give it to Li Daoyou. ”

When the moon was in the sky, the spring breeze blew on the edge of Wuzitan, and what should have been a fighting scene turned into a silent conversation. In the end, when the rooster crowed, the three Li Ge on the shore and Fang Wude in the pool said goodbye to each other, and then went back to the village.