What kind of evil method is this? This is the righteous method..

Chapter 123: No, the Taoist priest was furious, his beloved child was hacked to death
Its daybreak.

The people of Xingyang began a new day of life. It cannot be said that they were living, but rather they were thinking about how to survive in such a world.

On the street, there is a luxurious mansion with a magnificent front gate and majestic stone lions standing in front of the gate, demonstrating the mansion's prominence and dignity.

People didn't dare to look up when they passed by.

If discovered by the guards guarding the gate, at best they would be scolded, and at worst they might be beaten to death on the spot.

In the words of the guards, how dare you, the lowly people, look directly at the Zheng Mansion with your filthy eyes.

Today, people passing by found that something was wrong. The gate of the Zheng family was open, there were no guards guarding the door, and there were a lot of debris scattered on the ground, as if it had been looted.

This situation made the people extremely confused.

But even so, no one dared to step forward to check the situation. Some came to the roadside tea stalls and chatted in low voices with a few people, discussing the situation of the Zheng family.

The Zheng family attaches great importance to their appearance and would never let it be treated like this.

At this time, a beggar with a dusty face came to the tea stall holding a broken bowl. After hearing the topic discussed by everyone, he only asked for a bowl of tea and a plate of peanuts and told them what he saw last night.

Naturally, he agreed to this request without thinking twice and made way for it. Before the stall owner served the tea, the tea drinker next to him took the initiative to pour the tea, eager to know what happened last night.

The beggar took a sip of tea to moisten his throat. He saw everyone's expressions and felt proud. He said slowly, "Last night, it was very late and the streets were very quiet. I was sleeping on a tattered mat in Osmanthus Alley when I suddenly heard the sound of wheels turning. I peeked in and saw carriages passing by me one after another. They were loaded with large and small boxes."

"I vaguely heard someone say that if they really wanted to leave Xingyang, they also heard that the Xuandian demon Taoist was really that powerful. I think the Zheng family left overnight."

Hear what the beggar said.

The tea drinkers looked at the beggar in astonishment. Their expressions were rich but their eyes revealed doubt, and they felt that it was unlikely.

"You wouldn't lie to us just for a little food, would you?"

"Yeah, don't talk nonsense, or I'll really beat you up."

The beggar was dissatisfied and said, "If I am talking nonsense, I will be struck by lightning. I heard it with my own ears."

See the beggar's solemn promise.

They feel as if there is some credibility.

At this time, a horse-drawn carriage slowly stopped in front of the Zheng family's door. Everyone drove towards the carriage, recognizing that the carriage was the means of transportation for the most popular brothel in Xingyang.

The driver got off the carriage, knelt on the ground, supported himself with his hands, and used his back as a step.

A young man in luxurious clothes stepped down from the carriage onto the driver's back.

The young man let out a cry of surprise, and was stunned by the situation for a few seconds. Then he came to his senses, looked left and right, and saw some untouchables gathered at a tea stall not far away. They raised their hands and pointed without saying a word, but they looked very threatening.

The people at the tea stall all lowered their heads, not daring to look at each other.

Seeing this scene, the young man walked towards the mansion with satisfaction. He had to ask carefully who dared to leave his post without permission, and he would skin them alive.

The young man was from the side branch of the Zheng family. Due to the power of the Zheng family, he lived a free and easy life in Xingyang. Apart from the direct descendants of the Zheng family, he was not afraid of anyone else.

As the young man entered the mansion, the people at the tea stall looked at the beggar. The old man who offered his seat to the beggar raised his butt and pushed the beggar to sit on the ground, cursing, "You are full of nonsense. Isn't that a member of the Zheng family? You cheated me for food and drink. I really fell for your trick."

The beggar looked aggrieved, "Every word I said is true. I heard it with my own ears."

"Kiss the ass."

Just as the beggar was about to swear to the sky, the young man from the Zheng family who had entered the mansion rushed out.

His face was panicked and his eyes were looking around.

"Where are the people? Where are the Zheng family members?"

His shout attracted everyone's attention.

After the Zheng family young man entered the mansion, he was completely stunned. It was empty, without even a ghost in sight, and it was in a mess, as if bandits had broken in and ransacked it.

It's so messy that it's unbearable to look at.

The people at the tea stall were stunned. They looked at the young man from the Zheng family, and then at the beggar who was rubbing his butt. The beggar squinted and said, "Did you hear that? You must accuse me of lying. The people from the Zheng family ran away last night."

At this time, several more carriages appeared and stopped at the door of Zheng's house. Several drunken men staggered out of the carriages, and when they saw the young man, they greeted him with a smile.

They are all marginal members of the Zheng family, so naturally it is much easier for them.

But when they heard the other party say that there was no one in the mansion, they woke up instantly from their drunken state, and then smiled and said it was impossible. However, seeing that their fellow tribesmen did not seem to be lying, they also rushed to the mansion to check. In the past, slaves and tribesmen could be seen everywhere in Zheng's mansion.

But now, it was deserted and there was no one inside.

A moment later, they rushed out of the mansion.

"Where are the people? Where are our people?"

I was panicked. I was really panicked.

He just played outside all night and didn't come back, how come when I came back in the morning there was no sign of him.

A member of the Zheng family walked towards the tea stall, grabbed the stall owner by the collar, and asked angrily, "Where are the people from the Zheng family?"

The stall owner was scared, his face turned pale, and he pointed at the beggar, "Ask him, he knows."

The Zheng family member turned and looked at the beggar.

The beggar's fear of the Zheng family came from the bottom of his heart. He quickly said, "Yesterday, last night I saw the Zheng family leaving the city in carriages."

"You're talking bullshit. Leaving? Where can you go?" The Zheng family members didn't believe it.

"Really, I saw it with my own eyes," said the beggar.

Gradually, the situation here attracted a lot of onlookers, and many strong men with knives slowly approached, acting as spectators. They learned from the people around them that the Zheng family left overnight and the mansion was deserted.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible." The Zheng family member roared in disbelief.

"Nothing is impossible." A voice came.

Everyone looked in the direction where the sound came from, and saw a middle-aged man with a beard and carrying a bag walking out.

The people were talking to each other in low voices, not knowing who this person was.

The middle-aged man clasped his fists and said to the people around him, "My name is Zhou Qing, and I am a wandering storyteller. I think I can tell you something about what happened here. I wonder if any of the villagers present have heard of Taoist Priest Xuan Dian?"

Taoist Priest Xuan Dian?

It is very unfamiliar to some people.

"Is the Taoist Priest Xuan Dian you are talking about the one who is wanted?" a citizen asked.

Zhou Qing nodded and said, "Yes, that's the one, but do you know why the Taoist priest is wanted?"

The reason for the wanted warrant involves more things that most people don’t know, and only a few people know.

"I heard that he was wanted because he killed many government officials and opposed the court." A voice came from the crowd.

There is a wanted poster posted at the gate of Xingyang City.

But for normal people, whether there is one more or one less wanted warrant at the city gate is not something they should care about.

Every morning at dawn.

All they care about is how to fill their stomachs and survive the day.

Zhou Qing said: "That's right, Taoist Xuan Dian did kill a lot of government officials, but those he killed were all deserving of death. The Taoist master had achieved great success in his cultivation at Chaotian Taoist Temple. Feeling that the world was suffering, he went down the mountain to slay demons and monsters, to help the weak and to fight the strong. He started from Qingzhou and killed countless demons and evil people along the way. The Cui family of Wuwang was eradicated by the Taoist master."

"The Taoist priest appeared in Beiyu some time ago, and he was referring to the Zheng family. Now the Zheng family fled overnight because they were frightened by Taoist priest Xuandian."

As a storyteller, he has already established connections with storytellers from all over the place.

They no longer moved around, but stayed in one place, sending messages and information by carrier pigeons. As long as the Taoist priest did something, the news would spread to other places within a few days.

"Bullshit, I told you not to talk nonsense." A Zheng family member with dark circles under his eyes was furious. He swung his fist towards Zhou Qing's head. As soon as he got close, he was hit in the face by two punches from Zhou Qing. He fell to the ground with blood gushing from his nose.

Zhou Qing clenched his fists, squatted, and punched the air twice, saying disdainfully: "Humph, you still want to fight with me, and come out to travel the world, do you really think we storytellers are easy to mess with?"

The Zheng family member who was beaten was confused. Looking around, the people seemed to be laughing at him. He was so angry that he screamed. In the past, the Zheng family guards would have appeared long ago.

But even after shouting till now, there is not even a ghost.

Zhou Qing raised his arms and shouted, "Fellow villagers, don't be afraid. Our good days are coming. If you don't believe me, go to Bingzhou and Qingzhou and see for yourself. Taoist Priest Xuandian has killed countless demons along the way. The demons are so scared that they dare not show their heads. The so-called parents of the county were killed by the Taoist Priest and cried for their parents. From now on, we will not be oppressed or squeezed by anyone. Peaceful days have arrived."

When these words were spoken, the people looked at each other in bewilderment.

It’s not that they don’t yearn for peaceful days, but they no longer dare to ask for them after surviving until now.

Now someone tells them that pie has suddenly fallen from the sky and it’s really edible.

The impact this caused.

It's not as shocking as a person with disabled legs waking up one night and being able to run with his legs.

Zhou Qing noticed the expressions of the people and was not in a hurry to explain anything. Instead, he said slowly, "You may not believe it, but it doesn't matter. It won't be long before the Taoist priest comes here. Then you will know that what I said is true."

After saying that, Zhou Qing turned around and left, blending into the crowd and disappearing.

He just needs to say it.

After all, it is quite dangerous to publicize Taoist Priest Xuan Dian now. Not only will the government arrest people, but sometimes if the Huangtian Sect and prominent families find out, they will also be arrested.

But even in the face of such danger, the storyteller would not back down.

Because they have found the value of their existence.

The people were silent, with Zhou Qing's words echoing in their minds, and then some of them whispered to each other.

Some of the strong men rolled their eyes.

They looked surprised and suddenly had an idea in their minds.

The Zheng family left overnight, and although they must have taken a lot of money with them, they left in such a hurry that they might not have taken everything with them. There must be some things inside.

This idea is not only held by a few individuals.

Basically everyone has thought of this.

Then, two burly men with knives walked out of the crowd and headed towards the Zheng Mansion. When they arrived at the door, they were stopped by another member of the Zheng family, who shouted at them to get out of the way. This was the Zheng family, not a place where they could act wildly.

But with a swish, one of the strong men drew his sword and chopped the Zheng family member to the ground. The strong men who were watching looked around and saw that no one came out, so they became even bolder.

Anyone who dares to stop me will be killed with one blow.

They rushed towards Zheng's mansion. The strong men who were still watching couldn't bear it anymore and also rushed towards Zheng's mansion.

A few days later, it was a sunny noon.

Four figures appeared at the gate of Xingyang City.

"Master, there is no one guarding it." Mao Miaomiao was very surprised. She had followed the Taoist priest to so many places, and most of the city gates had soldiers guarding them, but now here, it was empty.

Lin Fan looked into the distance, "Don't say there's no one guarding it. Didn't you notice that there's no one on the street?"

Walking into the city, the streets were deserted and the doors of shops on both sides of the road were closed. Suddenly, footsteps were heard and a commoner was seen running towards the city gate with a bundle in his arms and a panicked look on his face. Then, three vicious men with knives followed behind him.

The three evil men looked ferocious. They chased and cursed at the other party, asking them to stop.

How could the common people outrun these evil men? When he looked back, he saw an evil man swinging a knife at him. He was so scared that he collapsed to the ground, put his hands in front of him, and screamed in fear.

But after waiting for a while and feeling no pain, he slowly opened his eyes and saw that the villain who swung the knife at him had an axe embedded in his head. He still held the knife high in his hand, his eyes wide open, and fell backwards unwillingly.

The other two villains were shocked when they saw this and turned around to escape, but just as they turned around, two bloody red lights appeared and smashed their bodies into pieces.

Blood splattered all over the ground, and the fleeing people were trembling with fear.

I don't know what happened.

Lin Fan walked over to the other person and helped him up. Miaomiao pulled the axe off his head, wiped the blood off it, and handed it to the Taoist priest.

Lin Fan asked, "I am Xuan Dian, what happened here?"

The commoner stared at Lin Fan blankly, as if he was frightened silly. Faced with this situation, Lin Fan shook his head, activated his soul-stealing ability, captured the commoner's soul, and then looked closely at the picture that appeared in his mind.

From those pictures, he learned some information.

Return the soul to the other person's body.

Unexpectedly, the Zheng family left, and it was those evil guys who did evil here, thinking that now that the Zheng family was gone, it was their chance to make a fortune.

Therefore, they unscrupulously carried out destruction in the county and plundered the people's wealth.

“Damn it! This group of evil people are so bold. The Zheng family was scared away by me, but they still dare to do evil.” Lin Fan was furious. The Zheng family, one of the Five Families, has brought enough disasters to the people.

Who could have thought that this group of evil guys had no fear and continued to cause trouble.

"The clouds cover the sun."

Lin Fan pointed his two fingers towards the sky, and the purple Taoist clouds in his body spread out, spreading towards the sky above the county town like a wave, and the Wanmin Umbrella on his back rose into the sky.

The umbrella opened, and Taoist spirits and souls poured out from it. Those above the Qingshe Taoist soul level were strong enough to move in broad daylight, and under Lin Fan's command, they rushed to every corner of the city.

Among this group of Dao souls, Xiaohu was like the leader of a hundred ghosts. He led the Dao souls who had just joined the Wanmin Umbrella some time ago, and headed towards the distance under the cover of the purple Dao clouds.

The people whose souls had entered their bodies gradually woke up. They didn't know what had just happened, but they seemed to have come to their senses and were in good mental state.

"Are you Taoist Priest Xuan Dian?"

"It's Pindao."

"Ah, it's really you. The storyteller Zhou Qing really wasn't lying."

"Oh!" Lin Fan raised his eyebrows. He had a very good sense for storytellers and knew that the other party was promoting him here. "Where is Mr. Zhou Qing, the storyteller?"

"Dead, dead."

"Ah?" Lin Fan stared in shock, "Why did he die?"

The common people said, "A few days ago, Mr. Zhou Qing said that the Zheng family fled because they were afraid of the Taoist priest. He said that our good days are coming and made us full of hope for the future. But no one thought that the Zheng family ran away, but the evil people in the city did not run away. They didn't get much from the Zheng family, so they set their sights on us."

"Mr. Zhou Qing couldn't bear to watch and tried to stop them, saying that they still had time to leave. If they waited for the Taoist priest to come, they would not be able to leave. Then he clashed with the evildoers and was hacked to death."

After the commoner explained the situation, Lin Fan stood there in a daze, unable to come back to his senses for a long time. His heart ached, as if something very important in his heart was crushed.

Fox Daji discovered that the Taoist priest's body was trembling.

It wasn't fear. It was anger.

Fox Daji understood that the Taoist priest liked the storytellers who spread his deeds everywhere, so she paid special attention to them. Whenever she met a storyteller, she would give him some life-saving methods.

I'm just afraid they might get into danger.

Now a storyteller was hacked to death. What a huge shock this must have been to the Taoist priest.

“Fuck you! Fuck you!” Without using his body-refining magical power, the Taoist priest gritted his teeth and cursed, tightly gripping the axe, “You dare to kill the storyteller I protect, I will fight you to the death.”

After saying that, Lin Fan jumped up with an axe in his hand, moving back and forth across the rooftops, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The three demons looked at the disappearing figure.

"Sisters, what happened to the Taoist priest?" the gray rat demon asked cautiously.

Fox Daji said: "The Taoist priest is very angry."

Mao Miaomiao said: "The Taoist priest is very sad."

distance.

"Take the money, but don't hurt my wife." A commoner begged bitterly. He felt heartbroken when he saw his wife being dragged by a vicious man. He knew that if he let them take his wife away, he would never see her again.

"Get lost." The thug kicked the man down. "You still have your charm, and your butt is very round. You must be..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw a Taoist priest wearing a Yin-Yang robe falling from the roof in front of him, and then he felt something sharp seemed to chop off his head.

He didn't feel it very deeply because his consciousness was plunged into darkness.

The evil man who was dragging the woman stared blankly at the Taoist priest who appeared. In that brief moment, he seemed to have thought of something in his mind.

"Master Xuandian?"

Lin Fan stared at the other person angrily and roared, "Evil man, who killed my storyteller?"

He didn't want to know the answer. After asking, he picked up the axe and chopped at the other party. Facing the angry Taoist priest, the evil man's head flew high and he didn't even have a chance to defend himself.

The man quickly hugged his wife in his arms and looked at the Taoist priest in front of him with nervousness and fear.

Lin Fan continued to move forward with the axe in hand.

He will kill all the evildoers.

Horse riding!
Do you understand how important a storyteller is to me? He works hard and selflessly to promote him and to clear his name.

But what about the end?

He was hacked to death.

This is Xuan Dian’s fault. He can protect others, but not the storyteller?

At this time, he was already overwhelmed by anger.

Don’t want to say more.

With the death of storyteller Zhou Qing, it no longer mattered who killed him. He had no intention of looking for anyone and only wanted to kill all the evildoers who appeared before him.

On the street, a carriage was driving, and a group of ruffians were smiling like an army that had won a battle.

"Yes, we sent it out."

The villains were extremely excited.

The Zheng family was really ruthless. They didn't leave much behind, but the common people and merchants in the city were all their prey. This full carriage was filled with the fruits of their hard work.

The leader rode on a horse, holding a mace, and said proudly: "Brothers, this is our chance to turn the tables. Let's leave Xingyang and go somewhere else. Then we can eat and drink well, and find some brothers to join us. We can also become bigger and stronger, and from now on we will definitely have a place in this world."

"Big brother is mighty."

"Big brother is domineering."

"Follow Big Brother and enjoy the good life."

The younger brothers cheered, but at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared, with a cold light flashing, and then the eldest brother's head was thrown into the air and spun in the air.

This left them dumbfounded, and they couldn't believe what was happening before their eyes.

"Eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks? I will make you all eat dirt." Lin Fan roared and rushed towards them with a bloody axe. In a moment, there were wailing and screaming, and the ground was covered with blood and broken limbs.

In the blink of an eye, all the villains who were standing just now fell to the ground. There were too many body parts, and it would be difficult to piece together a complete body.

While Lin Fan was hacking and killing, the Dao Souls and Dao Spirits did not stop either. Many people who were about to be in trouble suddenly found that the vicious men who had been so ferocious just now were motionless, their faces turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then they fell to the ground with a bang.

Some brave people went forward to check and found that the villains were dead.

They looked up at the purple mist covering the sky, not knowing what was happening. Occasionally, they could see thick fog with a tail passing by.

Some people hiding in the house observed quietly.

I found something was wrong.

The lively villain suddenly fell to the ground.

This made them very confused.

An unknown amount of time had passed before the wailing sounds from the city disappeared and the purple mist in the sky dissipated, but the streets were still deserted and the people did not dare to show up.

The fear brought to them by the villain has not yet dissipated.

at this time.

Lin Fan stood in front of a corpse. The corpse had a pale face and a pierced chest.

This is the storyteller Zhou Qing.

Next to the corpse stood a commoner, who looked at Lin Fan nervously.

"How long has he been dead?" Lin Fan asked.

"Master, it's been a day and a half."

The people knew that the person before them was Taoist Master Xuan Dian, the one mentioned by the scholar.

Lin Fan squatted in front of Zhou Qing, took his hand, and patted the back of his hand gently, "Mr. Zhou Qing, I am late. You said that the people would be safe after I came, but you are not safe. How could the Zheng family be so hateful? If they didn't run away, how could these evil people cause chaos? Damn it, I must find the remnants of the Zheng family and clean them up completely."

Seems unwilling.

"You publicized what I did. How could I watch you die miserably? Today I will try to see if I can summon your soul."

He stood up, the magic power in his body boiling, and he pinched his fingers to perform a spell.

"Concentrate the soul!"

Magical power came out, and gusts of cold wind blew around, trying to pull Zhou Qing's scattered soul back and condense it into a living soul.

The people nearby tightened their bodies, feeling a little cold.

Seeing Taoist Xuan Dian casting a spell, he was greatly shocked.

There was no movement, no sign of a residual soul.

Lin Fan's eyes were gleaming, how could he bear it.

Promote! Promote Daoye!

He threw the merit points to "Water and Fire Refining and Ascending to Heaven".

[Spell: Water and Fire Refining and Ascension to Heaven (Perfect)]

【Refund Merit 3.2】

Lin Fan took a strand of Zhou Qing's hair, then sat cross-legged in front of him, took out a white talisman, wrapped the hair in it, and directly cast the curse spell.

He wanted to sense whether Zhou Qing's three souls and seven spirits existed.

Curse can curse from a distance.

Specially designed to attack the opponent's soul.

There seems to be a mysterious connection, but the distance is too far.

"Concentrate the soul."

As the Ascension to Paradise was elevated to perfection, the means of summoning souls within it became more and more sophisticated. He felt it, and finally felt Zhou Qing's soul.

It was being in a dark unknown void.

When he wanted to pull the soul out, there seemed to be some resistance blocking him.

"Damn it, I want to summon a soul, who dares to stop me?"

He cut his finger, and the refined Xuan Dian blood dripped from his fingertips, drop by drop. These blood beads floated in the air. As he cast the spell again, these blood beads flew in one direction with a whoosh, disappeared, and merged into the void.

"Concentrate the soul!"

This time the mission was accomplished. Zhou Qing's three souls and seven spirits appeared, confused and unconscious, floating around, with a tendency to disintegrate.

Lin Fan condensed a wisp of Tao cloud that enveloped the soul.

The first thing to do is to completely condense the three souls and seven spirits into a living soul. However, Zhou Qing's soul has been away from the body for too long, and no one knows what it has been contaminated with, and it is actually rejecting it.

"The one who rides on the horse."

Lin Fan picked up the axe, cut his palm, and swung it violently. A large amount of blood wrapped around the soul.

"Condensate! Condensate! Condensate! Condensate for the Taoist!"

The soul flickered with a faint light.

The soul condensed and gradually formed an illusory figure, which looked exactly like Zhou Qing. But wait, something was wrong. Why did Zhou Qing have a third eye on his forehead?

Whose eyes are these?

Forget it, he didn't want to ask more questions and continued to cast spells. There were various methods of summoning consciousness during the Water and Fire Refining and Ascension to Heaven.

"wake up!"

Lin Fan shouted loudly, a shout containing magical power that could wake up the soul, but he did not expect that the soul that had been forcibly condensed was still confused, and even its consciousness was unwilling to wake up.

"Okay, okay, I won't stop until I wake you up."

Lin Fan opened his mouth, and a ball of pure righteous energy swept out, and at the same time a large amount of blood was spilled, providing nutrients to the soul and making it stronger.

"wake up!"

When what he did reached its peak, Lin Fan roared again.

The sound was like thunder, scaring away all the fog and shaking the soul violently.

"Where am I?" a deep voice came out.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Lin Fan couldn't help but smile, "Mr. Zhou Qing, you finally woke up."

Zhou Qing shook his head, looked at the Taoist priest in front of him wearing a Yin-Yang robe, and asked in surprise: "Master Xuan Dian? Are you Master Xuan Dian?"

"You have never seen me, but you know that I am Xuan Dian?" Lin Fan asked.

Zhou Qing said excitedly: "Of course, since I learned about the Taoist priest, I have been asking around about what he has done. Over time, even though I have never seen him, an image of him has already formed in my mind. It is just as I imagined, with an immortal demeanor and an elegant temperament, just like an immortal."

"No, no, I would never say what you said." Lin Fan waved his hands modestly.

"No, Taoist priest, don't be modest. This is how you are in Zhou Qing's heart." Zhou Qing wanted to hold his idol's hand, but found that he couldn't touch the Taoist priest, which shocked him. "Taoist priest, what am I doing..."

"Alas, I am late. You were harmed by a bad guy some time ago. I condensed your soul and it has become a living soul." Lin Fan blamed himself.

Zhou Qing saw that the Taoist priest was feeling guilty, so how could he tolerate it? "Don't blame yourself, Taoist priest. I can see you with my own eyes, and I have no regrets in my death. Now I am letting you gather my soul for me, which is really a grace of rebirth."

Look, this is the storyteller he wants to protect.

How great.

How can I not gather my soul for him?

"Mr. Zhou Qing, I have a method that can help you transform into a ghost. From now on, you can exist in the world as a soul. Are you willing?" Lin Fan asked.

Zhou Qing said: "If I could exist in the world, how could I not want to? I haven't spread the Taoist's reputation yet."

"Okay, I will cast a spell for you now."

"Thank you, Taoist Priest."

Lin Fan performed the soul refining technique without saying anything. Zhou Qing felt a mysterious power surging into his body, which made him quite curious.

He did not resist, but accepted it with his body and mind.

Living souls, ghosts, black shadow ghosts, gray shadow ghosts...

It hasn't reached its limit yet, and the ghost energy on Zhou Qing's body is getting stronger and stronger. Even with the blessing of his Taoist blood, it would have been almost the same when it reached the White-Clothed Ghost. But who would have thought that when it reached the Green-Clothed Ghost, it hadn't stopped yet and was still transforming.

In an instant, Zhou Qing stepped from the Qingshe Ghost to the Ling, which is the level of Dao Ling.

This is equivalent to the second level of Qi Refining.

Is my Taoist blood so powerful?
Lin Fan began to doubt himself. This shouldn't be the case. Even if he had been refining his bloodline all along, he couldn't be so ferocious.

"Master, I feel my body is so wonderful, it seems that I have acquired many abilities." Zhou Qing said in disbelief.

Lin Fan said: "You are now a spirit, with all kinds of abilities. From now on, you can ignore the sunlight, appear during the day, and even reveal your body shape. In the eyes of ordinary people, you are just an ordinary person. The only drawback is that you can't stay around people for a long time, otherwise your Yin energy will harm them."

"Thank you, Taoist Priest." Zhou Qing burst into tears of gratitude.

The commoner who was watching the whole thing was already dumbfounded.

Someone who had obviously died a long time ago.

It appeared in front of me again.

Is this a dream?

(End of this chapter)