Yin Yang ghost contract

"Heaven and earth are boundless, heaven and earth are in hand, ten thousand dharma purifying mantras, Yuanshi Tianzun is as anxious as a law!" A long and quiet sound of magic formula seemed to float from the sky, and a yellow vitality talisman spread across the sky and spread across the entire martial arts performance. In the sky above the stage, slowly enveloping the angry thunder, it rushed straight to the sky.

boom!With a bang, the black clouds receded, and Longhu Mountain returned to calm and breezy again.

An old man wearing a cloak slowly came out from the crowd. His cloak was pressed down so low that no one could see clearly this powerful man.

"Hachiko!" I saw the wine gourd on his chest, and I already knew his identity.

"Get up!" He stretched out his old hand, gently lifted me, and coughed.

From my angle, I can just see Hachiko’s face. His face has more and more wrinkles, and his beard and hair are getting whiter. What worries me the most is that Hachiko actually vomited blood. Full of blood.

"Old Ancestor, are you injured?" I felt a little uncomfortable and said weakly, the intense consumption of vitality gave me the illusion of dizziness.

"Don't talk, go with the old man." Hachiko pulled me to the chief seat of Zhang Mingxiu.

Yin Ji stood under the martial arts stage in a state of embarrassment, her hair was disheveled and her white dress was torn. As soon as the thunder came, she knew that she was definitely not able to resist, so she jumped off the martial arts stage and surrendered.

She suddenly regretted it a little. If she really got along with Qin Jian at the beginning, maybe now there is no need to fight to the death and let him be used by the evil sect. His growth is beyond her surprise. It seems that he defeated Sun Wuyang with one move. lucky.

Yin Zhengyue's face was very gloomy. He was bound to win the position of Yan Jun, but now it seemed that there was some trouble. The mysterious old man and Qin Jian with unlimited potential seemed to be difficult to deal with.

"In this round, I declare that Master Yasha of Tianji Sect wins, Yin Ji, you lose." Master Xuan Ming read out the result impartially.

Yin Ji was angry, and snorted coldly, "If you lose, you lose. What's the big deal." After finishing speaking, she returned to her seat, crossed her arms and crossed her legs, looking at my back with complicated emotions.

Hachiko pulled me to the altar amidst the amazed and envious eyes of the crowd, and the Dragon, Tiger and Nine Immortals stood up and greeted me.

They followed Yan Jun since childhood, and the celestial masters of the previous generation practiced the thaumaturgy of Longhu Mountain. How could they not recognize the Wanfa Jingling Mantra just now? There is only one person in a generation, and this person is naturally their master Yan Jun.

Although Jiuxian is old, he is also so excited that he is crying, and he is about to bow down on his knees.

Old Bagong slightly raised his hand to signal his refusal, and said coldly: "That's it for today, let's compete tomorrow."

Zhang Mingxiu nodded hurriedly, and said to the crowd who were discussing: "Pindao announces that today's promotion will be Yinzhengyue of Yinshan School and Yacha of Tianjimen. Tomorrow's decisive battle will be won, and it will be the leader of Xuanmen."

He originally wanted to say that whoever wins will be Lord Yan, but now that the master is still alive, naturally he can no longer say such disrespectful words,

"Who is this man in the cloak? It's such a big background. Even Zhang Tianshi has to listen to him."

"That's right, that move just now was really earth-shattering. It can even control the thunder of the sky. It's difficult for the headmasters of today's sects to have this level of cultivation."

"Could it be that Mr. Yang Lie left the customs?"

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Amidst the discussion among the crowd, Hachiko left the school grounds with me who was almost in a coma...

When I woke up, Xiaoyue just opened the door and came in. She seemed to be a lot haggard, her face was not as rosy as before in the store, and there was a touch of sadness between her brows and eyes, which made people feel heartbroken.

"Second boss, you're awake, drink this quickly." Xiaoyue helped me up with a small bowl in her hand.

"Where's Yan Jun?" I took a sip, the strong and clear aroma of the wine was the elixir in Hachiko's wine gourd.

"You know his identity?" Xiaoyue said lightly.

I nodded, "It turns out that Hachiko is Zhang Zhengyun. I really didn't expect him to be a beggar in Jiangdong."

Xiaoyue said with a smile: "What's so strange about this, the beggar is more at ease, it's better than a lot of mundane things in Longhu Mountain."

"Xiaoyue, you've lost weight." I stretched out my hand to hold her, and sighed.

Xiaoyue bowed her head and said, "Walking around, can you keep from losing weight? What is the relationship between that woman on stage today and you? How could you be deceived by her sex skills?"

I said sadly: "I knew her before, but I didn't know she was from the evil sect at that time."

Xiaoyue tapped my forehead angrily, "You, you are either on good terms with the witch, or you are related to the witch, you really don't have any brains at all."

I touched the bridge of my nose and said helplessly, "Xiaoyue, in fact, Bailian..."

Before I finished speaking, I saw that her face was a little unhappy, so I quickly stopped the topic, "I'd better go see Hachiko first, he was injured because of me." I said.

Xiaoyue took me around the back hall of Longhu Mountain. According to legend, many emperors in the past have visited Longhu Mountain, so the building here is like a palace. No wonder the people of Longhu Mountain are so proud.

Xiaoyue led me through a Bagua gate, then walked inside, and entered a bamboo forest. After walking two miles into the quiet bamboo forest, a small bamboo house appeared in front of my eyes.

Eight justices sat cross-legged in meditation. He had already changed into a snow-white Taoist robe, and his hair was combed on both sides. The roots were as neat as silk threads, and his body was filled with golden light, like a fairy coming down to earth.

Xiaoyue and I stood by the side for a while, Hachiko was running around the sky, exhaled his breath, opened his eyes and said, "You are here."

"Hachiko, are you okay?" I asked.

Hachiko was much older than before, his entire face was like a cracked field, frowning and stammering together, a bit similar to Grandma Mu's face with goosebumps.

"I won't hit it, now a ten thousand dharma purifying mantra can hurt me, and it's no longer what it used to be." Hachigong laughed at himself, with a desolate heroic desolation in his expression.

"Hachigong, why don't you use the Laojun seal to restore your strength?" I thought for a while and asked.

A gloomy look flashed in Hachiko's eyes, and he turned to smile and said, "My ancestor, I'm already useless, wouldn't it be a waste to use the Laojun Seal?"

This dragon mother-in-law once told me that the ancestor used his own pure yang veins as a guide to seal the ghosts of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom in Zijin Mountain. At that time, many masters of Xuanmen died in the seal of the ghosts, including the master of Tianlong Temple. Hachi himself almost died, and was rescued by another heir of Taigong, Yuxumen, his teacher.

It's just that after that, Bagong never showed up in Xuanmen again, so it was widely rumored that he was dead, and even his nine disciples thought so, otherwise Zhang Mingxiu would not dare to publicly re-elect Lord Yan, intending to replace him.

"Qin Jian, the power of the evil sect is overwhelming right now, and you can see that Mingxiu is arrogant, and you are still willing to help Longhushan, which shows that the old man is right." Eight justices said.

What I'm worried about is another question, "Hachi, Longhushan and Tianjimen are in the same spirit, I am obliged to do so, what I don't understand is, how did the Dongyin demon know that the mourning cone is in the hand of Caihua? "

Bailian, Hachiko, Xiaoyue, cauliflower, and me know about the mourning cone, and no one else will know, so I am very puzzled.

Hachiko stood up and stroked his beard and sighed softly: "This old man is also confused. Dongyin monsters rarely show up in Huaxia, and their appearance is definitely not a good thing."

"Hachiko, where is the mourning cone now?" I swallowed, and summoned up my courage to ask.

Hachiko smiled slightly: "The Sorrow Soul Cone is too evil, you can't suppress it, I'd better let the old man keep it for you temporarily."

I really want to get it back, but since the Eight Openers have spoken, I can't take it anymore. After all, he is Yan Jun, the leader of Taoism, and more importantly, put it with him. I and Caihua can rest assured. Are you more reassuring?

"Hachiko, I still have one thing I don't know."

"What's the matter?"

"I just arrived at Longhu Mountain, and I was framed by Xiezong and Jinyiwei. Judging from their attire, they should be from the late Ming Dynasty. They are neither human nor ghost, and all of them are superb. Where did these people come from? Here?" I asked.

Thinking of the brutal and inhuman killing methods of the commander of Jin Yiwei that day, I shuddered. It was really a big trouble to have such a group of terrifying people hiding in the dark.

Hachiko raised his brows, frowned and said in surprise: "I don't know about this, the world is full of wonders, and there must be other monsters in Zhongzhou."

When Hachiko said this, his hands were clasped behind his back, and his hands were playing with each other. Maybe this was his habitual action, but I still noticed it.

According to psychology, this action indicates that Hachiko is either dismissive of these Jinyiwei, or he is lying and ambiguous to deal with me.

"Hachiko..."

"What's the matter? If you still have any questions, feel free to ask." Hachiko turned to me and asked.

It was a bad omen, and I was taken aback when the thought popped out of my mind.

How can I doubt Yan Jun, he is a great benefactor who has saved my life many times, and he is also a half-benefactor who taught me the Five Fighting Divine Art.

"It's okay, Hachiko, you can rest, I'm a little weak, and I'm sleepy." I pretended to be tired and said indifferently.

Hachiko nodded and said: "Well, you have a good rest. After you become Yan Jun tomorrow, I will take you to Yinshan to get the Laojun seal."

"I become Lord Yan, will Laojun give me the seal?" I didn't expect Hachiko to throw such a bomb, and it almost scared me into a daze.

"Second boss, don't you thank Hachiko?" Xiaoyue gently reminded me from the side.

"This!" To be honest, I didn't have any plans to become Yan Jun. I came to Longhu Mountain for only two purposes. I don't want to continue to be the leader.

Because I had already thought about it, when I picked Nether Flowers, rescued the souls of Mr. Feng and Taohong, and rescued Chunlan from the young master, I would take Simei back to my hometown in Jiangdong, and be an ordinary person honestly. Or go to the hometown of Bailian, the legendary Zhongzhou Island, and live a life in a paradise.

Being the king of Yan and leading Taoism should be what Caihua likes to do most, and this is also the most essential difference between me and Caihua.

I was forced to enter Taoism, and I couldn't help myself, while Caihua was keen on Taoism, which is also destined to part ways with him in the end.