I buried the host, relying on the prophecy, the whole network exploded

Chapter 269 Taoism no longer needs to hold its own opinion, the usefulness of currency
Lang family.

several days in a row.

Yan Jiu didn't leave the mourning hall.

The person in the ice coffin lost all vitality, as if he had reached a period of burnout, and just wanted to lie quietly.

Yan Jiu faintly felt a pain in his heart, the kind of pain that moistens things silently and stings when touched.

She knew that Lang Zongyi didn't like her like this, so she tried her best to make herself look the same as usual.

Yan Jiu withdrew his gaze, like a promise or a wish: "I will find you."

The Tarot cards were suspended in front of Yan Jiu's eyes, the Hanged Man card was shattered, and the Fool's card was bright red. They tried all their strength but failed to protect Lang Zongyi.

Yan Jiu put away the useless tarot cards and looked at the silent white hedgehog squatting beside the compass.

A gust of wind came.

Bai Baibo's head lowered, and he huddled together: "I won't comfort people, but since the compass instrument is still responding, it means that his soul has not dissipated."

She couldn't think of anything.

I have witnessed such a big event on the first day with Yan Jiu. The person lying in the ice coffin is obviously very important to Yan Jiu. Could it be that their white gate really only brings disasters?
When Bai Baibai felt sorry for himself.

Yan Jiu put the hedgehog in his palm.

She leaned against the ice coffin: "Even if there is no such thing in the yang world, I will find his soul if I search the underworld."

Yan Jiu was always angry with herself, because she forgot that there were dangers around her.

It's just that she's not strong enough.

She only hoped that the face of premature death and the fate of the mortal would disappear with death.

She will wait for Lang Zongyi who removes all the shackles, and heaven and man will never try to trap her in a chess game.

Bai Baibai was stroked by Yan Jiu, and she mustered up her courage: "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Yan Jiu couldn't get enough of his eyes with a smile: "Yes, watch me use the help left by my senior brother to eliminate potential hidden dangers one by one."

then.

On the day of Lang Zong's first seven days, the special bureau shocked the whole Taoist sect with the power of thunder.

The Chen family has Chen Mohan.

The Zhong family has Zhong Rushuang.

The Yun family has Yunfeng.

The Jian family has Jian Zhongyu.

Four of the five Xuanmen families ushered in new patriarchs, and all those who held objections were sent to Yan Jiu.

Patriarch Yun was angry: "Do you think you can cover the sky with one hand? What's the difference between you and a robber now!?"

The voice fell.

He himself fell silent first.

Yan Jiu stood in front of Patriarch Yun, the weak sunlight after the heavy snow elongated Yan Jiu's shadow, and hit Patriarch Yun's eyes like a sharp knife cutting into the head.

Patriarch Yun retreated unconsciously.

Yan Jiu's eyes were cold and heartless, and there was a stern smile mixed with false tenderness on his face.

He seemed to see an inhuman beast that could bite off his head at any time.

Patriarch Yun roared angrily: "Yan Jiu, what do you want to do now? Xuanmen is not your world!"

He can make mistakes and be inferior to others, but he can't hand over the power in his hands to others.

Why did Patriarch Chen have to let them bear the evil caused by one person and the disaster caused by one person?
Didn't he just watch and didn't help when the piercing needle appeared?

Who is not afraid of death?

It's human nature to be on the sidelines!
If he had known that Yan Jiu "hated the house and Wu", he would never have killed Elder Yun.

Patriarch Yun said without confidence: "No one will obey you."

Yan Jiu laughed, and the smell of paper money and white candles wafted in the air along with the laughter.

The incense sticks are still burning.

Patriarch Yun felt that his life was about to end, especially when the person behind Yan Jiu spoke up.

Guan Zi'an: "Noisy."

Jiang Di: "Just kill it!"

Kong Wu: "It's too cheap for him."

She Shan: "Chop off the limbs first?"

Mountain God: "No no no, chopping in public will teach children badly, it's better to chop secretly."

Mengniang: "You can test the nine tortures on him."

Huang Xiaoqiang: "I agree."

Jiang Azi: "Good idea."

She Liang and Shu Qin drifted aside, nodding their heads so that it could be seen that they also agreed.

Coke barked twice, and bent its forelegs, with the intention of rushing forward with a wave of Yan Jiu's hand.

Bai Baibai: "..." God, what kind of team did I join! ?

Yan Jiu looked around.

There are obviously many dissatisfaction.

But they dare not speak out.

Only Patriarch Yun.

Yan Jiu raised an index finger to his lips: "I'm not asking for your opinions."

She didn't have that much leisure, and she didn't intend to point the finger at Taoism, but her laissez-faire made some people worse and indirectly hurt Lang Zongyi.

She never wanted what happened to Lang Zongyi to happen again, and the Taoists in the future don't need to disagree.

Patriarch Yun adhered to the idea that offending people might as well offend people to the end, and poked at Yan Jiu's sore spots: "What's the point of rectifying the Taoism after Lang Zongyi died? You didn't even attend his funeral, and you acted like this For whom?"

As soon as this word comes out.

Someone who was able to put on a smiling face just now suddenly became sharper.

Patriarch Yun's recklessness broke the silence, and just when Patriarch Yun thought he was going to die, Yan Jiu disappeared.

Guan Zi'an glanced at the place where Yan Jiu stayed just now, and said to the terrified Master Yun, "He deserves to die."

Jiang Di stood up: "Leave it to me."

Kong Wu reminded: "Take it away, so as not to dirty the mourning hall, the curator will be unhappy."

After Jiang Di took Patriarch Yun and left.

Kong Wu looked at Guan Zi'an with an unclear expression: "Who is the dead person, why are you so sad?"

Guan Zi'an was not surprised by Kong Wu's question, he knew he couldn't hide it from Kong Wu.

Guan Zi'an closed his eyes: "Can't you escape?"

Kong Wu frowned: "What do you mean?"

Guan Zi'an didn't know where to start, he just hoped that Yan Jiu could cheer up as soon as possible.

·
After leaving, Yan Jiu came to the ancestral grave of Lang's family. She looked at the brand new tombstone from a distance, but she dared not approach it.

She did not attend Lang Zongyi's funeral, nor did she let Lang Zongyi be buried in Huanyun Mountain.

In her previous life, she sent her master away, and she did not find his soul for the rest of her life.In this life, if she sends her senior brother away again, will she not find her soul?

Obviously she has passed the age of crying aloud, but why are the tears still rolling in her eyes?

Yan Jiu pretended nothing happened and turned on the phone.

She wanted to click on the Douyin video as usual, but she couldn't move her fingertips.

Yan Jiu didn't dare to go to the underworld because she was afraid that her brother's soul would not exist in the underworld.

The thought of being afraid of losing again emerged from his bones, wanting to devour Yan Jiu like fire.

finally.

Sensibility surpassed the warning line of reason, and Yan Jiu called out the gate leading to the underworld.

but.

Yan Jiu couldn't open the door and enter.

The underworld rejected Yan Jiu.

Yan Jiu felt a weak but huge force on the door: "Boundary force?"

Since the fall of the Great Beiyin Emperor Fengdu in the underworld, the underworld has always been in a state of no owner.

Yan Jiu has always come and gone freely.

And the rekindling of world power meant that a new master of the underworld had appeared.

System: [Host, there is a situation! 】

After Lang Zongyi's accident, in the past few days, the system didn't dare to speak out, for fear that it might say something wrong. Seeing this, it knew that it had finally come into play.

System: [Does the host remember the Token?It allows the host to come and go freely in all walks of life! 】

Yan Jiu dug out the stage reward of the system——tokens, and the ordinary copper coins glowed with gold.

In system urging use.

Yan Jiu took the currency.

It happened like this.

Yan Jiu's consciousness was once again occupied by reason, and she knew what was the most important thing at the moment.

It is beneficial and harmless for Yan Jiu to have a master in the underworld. She cannot enter the underworld, and others cannot enter even more.

Lang Zongyi's soul was once taken away, which means that there are people in the world who covet Lang Zongyi's soul.

compared to hell.

The search for Yangjian is more urgent.

(End of this chapter)