At Lanruo Temple, at night, the ghostly spirit surged into the sky and the strong wind roared.

But today there are two people who don’t care about these things and drink and sing in the hut.

"Your wine is pretty good, but it's still a little worse than the emperor I treasure."

"Good wine, good wine."

Although Wei Wuxian is not very strong, he is very good at being a human being. After all, he has suffered losses in this area before. If there are connections, those who are black can be said to be white, and those who are white can be said to be black.

Because of his normal times, he was reluctant to show the emperor's smile and gave it to others for drinks.

While the two were drinking, a dark shadow passed by outside from time to time.

Yan Chixia and Wei Wuxian both noticed it.

"Is that the lonely ghost in Lanruo Temple?"

"Yes, it's quite annoying." Yan Chixia put down the wine jar and said helplessly: "Often my well water and I don't interfere with the river, but it may be because of the fellow Taoists, so they are also active tonight."

"That's pretty good, it's convenient for me to find someone."

"By the way, fellow Taoist, which school do you have?"

"The right one is not evil, and the first one is not mixed. The right one mind will bring all things one."

"Longhu Mountain Tianshi Tao?!"

Yan Chixia was shocked.

"That's a great Taoist sect. Have you already gone down the mountain to practice at such a young age?!"

"Going down the mountain to eliminate demons and protect the Tao in troubled times is the duty of a practitioner. However, the master asked me to come here just to find a female ghost named Nie Xiaoqian. I hope that fellow Taoists should try not to take action, so as not to accidentally hurt the person I am looking for."

"That's natural, but I don't know how strong my friends are?"

"rest assured."

Wei Wuxian smiled evilly and said, "It will definitely not be bad if you dare to come to this evil place alone."

Then Wei Wuxian stood up, swayed his black sleeves, and walked out of the house calmly.

The strong wind outside the house was filled with evil spirits, but Wei Wuxian was in this environment without any sense of incongruity, as if he was integrated with this place.

A strange red light appeared in his eyes, and his ghost companion could no longer hold back in the tip of his waist.

Lanruo Temple can be said to be the most suitable home court for Wei Wuxian.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, don't be too surprised. You don't look too comfortable with the spell I practice, but I can assure you that this is the right magic."

"oh."

Yan Chixia also noticed something was wrong. He watched Wei Wuxian take out a flute and put it next to his mouth.

When the flute sounded, the yin energy in Lanruo Temple changed instantly. If the yin energy was running aimlessly, it was now flying with Wei Wuxian's flute sound.

"this..."

Yan Chixia couldn't understand it because Wei Wuxian's moves looked like a demon cultivator no matter how he looked at it.

"In July of the second year of Han'an, the Dragon and Tiger Heavenly Master climbed Qingcheng Mountain and met the eight ghost commanders. They fought against all the ghosts. They could not defeat the demons. They all surrendered and were willing to convert to the right path. Later, they swore at the Yellow Emperor's altar in Qingcheng Mountain. People were in the world of the world and ghosts were in the underworld."

Wei Wuxian's voice transmission explained to Yan Chixia why his spells looked more like evil ways.

The spell he practiced was modified in the Gaudi world to help Fengdu and the underworld manage ghosts that are suitable for human practice. To put it simply, it is somewhat similar to the ghost generals in "Soul-Suppressing Street" and the heroic body in "Fate".

However, these ghost companions need to be cultivated by themselves, because their cultivation methods are relatively formal and not as fast as ordinary evil practitioners, so ghost companions will retain their spiritual intelligence.

And he is not practicing alone, so he is a popular practice direction in Gaudi's world.

Second only to sword cultivators and talisman cultivators, it is even more popular than alchemy cultivators and weapon cultivators.

By the way, Zhengyi Buddhism is different from Quanzhen Buddhism. Zhengyi is a relatively orthodox Taoism, so it can marry and have children; while Quanzhen is mixed with many Buddhist principles, so it calls itself a "monk".

"Fengdu." Yan Chixia immediately thought of this place. "A fellow Taoist is a Fengdu native?"

"It's almost the same."

Wei Wuxian's ghost companion turned into a black shadow in the yin energy, integrating with the environment.

In an instant, all the yin energy rushed to one place, and Wei Wuxian's figure was wrapped in the yin energy and disappeared in a flash.

Nie Xiaoqian was originally coming out tonight to seduce men to absorb yang energy from the thousand-year-old tree demon, but as soon as she arrived at the lake pavilion where she often was, she noticed the strangeness around her.

"Are you Nie Xiaoqian?"

As soon as the voice appeared, Wei Wuxian appeared behind Nie Xiaoqian.

She didn't even notice Wei Wuxian's appearance.

"Who are you..."

"Wei Wuxian, Wei Wuxian, the one in the group."

Nie Xiaoqian suddenly realized, and she quickly lowered her body and saluted, "Minister Nie Xiaoqian, I have seen the Supreme Immortal."

"The title of Supreme Immortal cannot be afforded, get up quickly."

Wei Wuxian is a little casual. He has never liked etiquette and is considered a person who is easier to get along with.

He raised his hand slightly, and the yin energy helped Nie Xiaoqian up like a hand.

Wei Wuxian smiled and said, "You are pretty good. The group leader just knew you had joined the group and asked me to help you."

"My father is indeed often doing good deeds, but unfortunately he was harmed by evil people, and the people's daughter is even more useless. Let my father give birth to a black-haired man."

"It's true."

Wei Wuxian restrained the smile on his face a little, and he saw his own shadow in Nie Xiaoqian.

Sometimes good people may not be rewarded.

"But don't worry when you meet me. I will beat that thousand-year-old tree demon in minutes."

Nie Xiaoqian shook her head.

"It's not just grandma, but grandma also betrothed me to the Black Mountain Old Demon. I'll pass in a while. The Black Mountain Old Demon is a ten thousand-year-old demon."

"Thousand years..."

Wei Wuxian, who has been in the thousand-year-old, can still compete with him.

Because plant transformation is inherently weaker than animal transformation, especially for plants that have lived for a long time, ginseng essence that has been around for hundreds of years will definitely not beat animal transformation that has been around for hundreds of years.

Although there are some examples, the old monster of Black Mountain for thousands of years...

Wannian is a turtle, and he is still a little powerful. He will definitely not win without some magical weapons.

"I ask the group leader, there must be a way for him, it's only ten thousand years, and he's a little kid in front of the group leader."

In Gao Di's eyes, the old demon of Black Mountain is really a little brat. Think about it, under the heavenly way is the first level of saints, under the saints is the Buddha, under the Buddha is the Emperor of Fengdu, and under the Emperor of Fengdu is the Old Demon of Black Mountain.

He is a big deal in Gaudy's eyes.

"Let's deal with the tree demon who is ambushing around first."

"?"

Before Nie Xiaoqian could understand what was going on, Wei Wuxian sounded the flute again. This time the flute sound rhythm was very fast, and the yin energy turned into a tornado and rushed straight to the ground.

"ah!!!"

A voice that was neither a man nor a woman came from the ground, and Wei Wuxian's mouth lit up lightly. Sure enough, the grandma would be there where Nie Xiaoqian was.

But I didn’t expect that the big tongue underground was my grandma’s. The yin energy pierced through it at once, and the green mucus splashed everywhere, which was really disgusting.

In comparison, he still prefers to kill big guys full of wildness like Xuanwu.

The big tongue retreated, but Wei Wuxian sneered: "I want to escape?"

The rhythm of the flute sound accelerated again, the ground was churning, and countless branches stretched over to stop the Yin Qi tornado, but they were all ruined.

"It's time for me to take action to completely deal with her, come back!"

The ghost companion was summoned and instantly returned to Wei Wuxian and attached it to him.

Wei Wuxian pulled out the sword behind him and disappeared like a ghost to chase his grandmother. Nie Xiaoqian and Yan Chixia who had just arrived were stunned.

"Has the Qimen Dunjia technique reached its peak? This fellow Taoist is promising."
Chapter completed!