I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

Xiao Xuan arrived at the construction site and a faint smell of blood entered his nostrils.

Although the smell was very faint, to a Taoist of his level, the smell of blood was as obvious as a firefly in the dark night.

The construction site was in a mess, with steel bars and cement scattered all over the ground, and the unfinished building frames standing like the skeleton of a giant beast.

Several excavators were parked quietly aside, and the steel cables of the tower cranes were swaying slightly in the night wind, making a slight "creaking" sound.

Following the smell of blood, Xiao Xuan came to a dug pit.

A structure resembling a tomb door was revealed at the bottom of the pit, but its surface was in tatters due to being buried in the soil for a long time.

As a Taoist disciple, Xiao Xuan is very familiar with this kind of ancient tomb.

The construction site has been stopped and there is no one around, only the whimpering sound of the night wind blowing through the steel bars.

The air was filled with a damp and chilly smell. A normal person would feel uncomfortable if they stayed in such a place for a few minutes, and might even be bewitched by the smell.

Xiao Xuan didn't feel much and jumped into the pit.

The tomb door had obviously been damaged, and the surrounding soil still had marks from the excavator's teeth.

He pushed open the heavy stone door with one hand, making a dull "boom" sound.

The tomb passage was pitch black. Xiao Xuan turned on the flashlight and walked in leisurely.

The air was filled with a decaying smell, and a strange squeaking sound could be faintly heard.

An ordinary person would have been frightened to the point of having his legs go limp, but Xiao Xuan acted as relaxed as if he was strolling in his own back garden.

"It would be great if I could live stream. Maybe I could even gain followers." Xiao Xuan muttered, and took out his phone to check. "Tsk, no signal."

When a Feng Shui master enters a place like this, he has to prepare a lot of magical tools and props.

Things like black dog blood, peach wood sword, Bagua mirror, glutinous rice, etc., but Xiao Xuan was too lazy to even prepare talisman paper and just came in empty-handed.

In his opinion, the ones who should be afraid are the ghosts here.

When I walked into a narrow corridor, I suddenly heard a "click" sound of a mechanism being activated above my head.

The next second, dozens of sharp iron spikes fell from the sky!

Xiao Xuan didn't even bother to raise his head, and just pushed his right hand upwards.

Those iron spikes that could easily pierce the human body were actually held firmly by him with one hand.

He exerted a little force, and the entire mechanism was pushed back to its original position with a "bang", and everything was as if nothing had happened.

As he continued to move forward, Xiao Xuan would occasionally encounter traps such as poison gas and hidden arrows.

But these mechanisms that seem deadly to ordinary people are like toys to him.

Either destroy the core of the mechanism in advance, or use the protective energy to resist it directly.

"Come out, don't hide." Xiao Xuan suddenly stopped and said to the shadow in the corner.

Seeing no movement, he raised his hand and a bolt of lightning struck over, and several little ghosts screamed and revealed their true forms.

"Master, please spare our lives!" The little ghosts knelt down and begged for mercy.

Xiao Xuan snorted coldly: "Spare my life? You are not alive to begin with, how can you be alive!"

After saying that, he cast another thunder spell, which struck the little ghosts to pieces.

Along the way, Xiao Xuan was like a demolition crew, kicking open any coffins he saw and killing any zombies he encountered.

If it was an ordinary ancient tomb, he would never be so rough. This practice would be extremely disrespectful to the deceased.

But this place is obviously a man-made corpse-raising ground, specially designed to breed evil spirits to harm people, so it must be cleaned up thoroughly.

Half an hour later, Xiao Xuan arrived at the main tomb chamber.

This was a spacious circular space, with a dark coffin hanging from the central ceiling. Hundreds of green chains bound the coffin tightly, emitting a terrifying pressure.

When Xiao Xuan approached, the coffin suddenly shook violently.

With a loud bang, the coffin lid exploded and a black shadow jumped out from it!
It was a ghost king who had cultivated well, with black evil spirit wrapped around his body and eyes as red as blood.

If a low-level practitioner encounters a ghost of this level, he probably won’t even have the courage to resist.

Xiao Xuan was not surprised but happy, and suddenly a dazzling lightning burst out from his body.

With the Xuan Lei body fully activated, he looked like the God of Thunder descending to the earth.

The Ghost King, who was so majestic just now, didn't even have time to say his opening remarks before he saw a Taoist priest with the Mysterious Thunder Body. Isn't this scary?
The Ghost King instantly got scared and turned around to get back into the coffin, as if he was pretending he had never come out.

"Want to run?" Xiao Xuan sneered, and the lightning turned into chains that tied the Ghost King tightly, making him unable to move.

"Master, please spare my life! I am just practicing in seclusion here and have never hurt anyone!" The Ghost King begged for mercy in horror.

He has been practicing here for who knows how many years, and indeed has not had the time to harm anyone.

Xiao Xuan was unmoved: "Humph, you only said you didn't do anything evil because you saw me, no need to explain, go to hell!"

He pretended to be a little arrogant, and a thick pillar of lightning burst out from Xiao Xuan's palm, smashing the Ghost King into ashes, leaving no trace.

The entire tomb chamber shook violently in the lightning, and gravel fell down.

After dealing with the Ghost King, Xiao Xuan took another walk around the tomb and made sure that no one had escaped before leaving with satisfaction.

When he returned to the construction site, he saw Zhang Yangqing leaning against an excavator playing with his mobile phone.

Xiao Xuan ran over excitedly, "Brother! Did I perform well just now?"

Zhang Yangqing raised his head, looking puzzled: "I didn't go down, how would I know how you performed?"

In Zhang Yangqing's opinion, for Xiao Xuan to deal with a cemetery of this level is as easy as eating and drinking.

Do you need special praise?

Xiao Xuan suddenly felt like a deflated ball and lowered his head in grievance.

It seems that in order to gain recognition from my senior, I not only need to work harder, but I also have to go to more dangerous places, such as the world of ghost stories.

In Longhu Mountain, being recognized by Zhang Yangqing is the highest honor.

On the way back, Xiao Xuan asked Zhang Yangqing how to deal with the "Shenyu" organization so as to catch them all in one fell swoop?
If the news leaks out and is known by the evil hidden in Shen Yu, they will definitely hide, and then it will be difficult to catch them.

Zhang Yangqing told him not to think too much, his mission was to capture the monster that injured the disciples of Longhu Mountain.

It is not realistic to catch Shenyu, an organization spread all over the world, in one fell swoop.

Because news will circulate, and information spreads very quickly in this era, I believe that by now, the stupid people have already prepared countermeasures or have already started to run away.

Perhaps after a while, they will appear in the public eye in a new way.

Zhang Yangqing discovered long ago that Weiyi would also continue to learn and improve.

The next time they show up, it will be harder for them to be exposed.

After all, this exposure was just an accident.

No one knows how many weird things are hidden in the crowd.

"Senior Brother, these monsters are very dangerous and very powerful. If we can't solve them, won't there be endless troubles?" Xiao Xuan asked doubtfully.

"Your idea is too one-sided. If you take all the responsibility on yourself, you will never be able to kill them all, but this kind of thing is actually a kind of balance." Zhang Yangqing replied.

(End of this chapter)