Excellent Spiritualist

Chapter 157
Su Ming's words were plain, but they were loud and full of undeniable arrogance.

This group of dandies were silent like cicadas.

Su Ming's words sounded like thunder in their ears, making their brains buzz.

"No, don't kill me."

The young master of the Li family knelt on the ground and kowtowed at Su Ming several times, with tears streaming down his face and snot running from his nose, like a dog afraid of death.

No, no.

Dogs are such lovely creatures that to say they are like dogs is a great insult to dogs.

Su Ming opened his mouth violently, and blazing flames spewed out, engulfing them. They stared wide-eyed, looking at Su Ming in horror...

In any case, they never thought that just because they bullied a female ghost, they would eventually lose their souls.

Jun'er stepped forward and said, "Young Master, if you kill them with a single shot, will it attract blows from the magic family?"

"It's okay."

Su Ming didn't take it seriously, "This is the situation now."

After speaking, Su Ming looked at the female ghost who had been frightened into a fool.Her face was pale, and she begged for mercy, "Tianshi, please forgive me..."

She saw Su Ming killing someone from a magic family, and thought that Su Ming was going to kill someone to silence them.

Su Ming waved his hand and said calmly, "You go."

She froze, with disbelief in her eyes.

Jun'er said: "My young master told you to go, didn't you hear?"

"Thank you Heavenly Master for saving your life, thank you..."

As if being pardoned, the female ghost was overjoyed, and disappeared without a trace in a puff of green smoke.

Su Ming was silent for a while, then slowly said: "The behavior of the magic family is becoming more and more excessive, causing complaints from the Yin-Yang world."

"Master, are you really going to step down on all the magic families?" Jun'er asked with trepidation.

"What's the problem?"

Su Ming asked back.

"Master, the strength of the magic family is still very strong. The five big families in the magic world are nothing in the past. There are even older and more powerful magic families..."

"I know that very well."

Su Ming said slowly: "I am not afraid of any force, even if those ancient families that have been passed down for thousands of years offend me, they will be useless."

"Young master's vigor is admired by servants."

Jun'er said sincerely, "Young master, this servant is very supportive of your approach. The entire demon world has complained about the magic family. Many people from the magic family like to go to the monster clan to catch monsters for food or even as a tool for venting their desires, or even for practicing kung fu." Cauldron."

"If you don't follow, it will even lead to a disaster of genocide."

"The big clan of the monster clan once shot and killed the disciple of the magic family, but in the end it attracted the suppression of the big family, which almost caused a war between the magic world and the monster clan."

Jun'er was very angry when he spoke.

Their cat demon clan can only be regarded as the middle-lower among the demon clan, not to mention that all of the cat demon clan are as beautiful as flowers and jade.

The cat demon clan must have been bullied a lot.

Maybe it all ended because the cat demon clan became a vassal race of the Li family.

Among the monster clan, there are many races that are full of banshees, such as the fox clan in Qingqiu Mountain, the crane clan and so on.

But neither the Fox Clan nor the Crane Clan is far from comparable to the Cat Demon Clan.

Especially the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, whose patriarch is the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox.

The top figure in the pyramid of the demon world.

The things that Jun'er complained before must have happened to the cat monsters.

"As long as you stay by my side, no one will dare to bully you in the future."

Su Ming said calmly: "No one around me can move, not even those ancient families."

Jun'er's eyes flashed with emotion.

"Amitabha!"

At this moment, a resounding Buddha's name came from behind.

Su Ming looked back, with surprise on his face, "Master Kongwen, you actually came to Jiangcheng?"

Monk Kongwen strode forward and nodded at Jun'er.

Jun'er respectfully salutes.

"Master, it's really amazing that you actually walked down Wutong Mountain."

"Amitabha, little benefactor, you still owe me something."

Su Ming raised his eyebrows and asked curiously, "Master, what do I owe you?"

"This...this..."

Seeing Master Kongwen hesitating, Su Ming rolled his eyes.When he left Wutong Mountain, he did promise him something.

Didn't expect him to remember so clearly.

Su Ming smiled strangely, "Master, your memory is really good. It's been so long and you still remember it, and even chased you to Jiangcheng."

Monk Kongwen rolled his eyes, "I heard that the benefactor is fighting with the Jiangcheng magic family, so I came here to watch the battle."

"By the way, I will ask you for what you promised me at the time."

Su Ming couldn't help laughing, "Master, don't worry, I will never forget what I promised you, and I will give it to you after the war."

"It's almost there."

Monk Kongwen nodded in satisfaction, and then said: "Benefactor, apart from coming down to watch the battle, I actually have something to ask for."

"Master, please speak."

"The evil being suppressed under the stone tablet in Wutong Mountain is about to move."

Su Ming frowned, "What do you mean by that?"

"Someone pried the stele, and the old monk had already left when he rushed over." Monk Kong Wen said solemnly: "The cultivation base of the evil under the stele has grown too fast, and it has already exceeded the control of the old monk and senior brother."

"Little benefactor, although you are young, your knowledge is not shallow, and your cultivation is even more unfathomable. I would like to invite you to go to Wutong Mountain, and join hands with my brothers and sisters to destroy the evil spirits under the stone tablet."

"Master, are you not going to transcend it?"

"There is no possibility of superseding, just eliminate it directly to avoid future troubles."

Monk Kongwen said seriously.

Su Ming said: "Since you open your mouth, master, there is no reason for me not to agree. I will go to Wutong Mountain as soon as I can handle the affairs of Jiangcheng."

"The generosity of the benefactor, thank you benefactor."

Monk Kongwen put his palms together and expressed his heartfelt thanks.

Su Ming reached out to stop his shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Master, tell me the truth, what exactly did you come to Jiangcheng for?"

"Monks don't tell lies, what I tell is the truth."

Monk Kongwen spoke seriously.

Su Ming curled his lips, "Master, you are so rigid, you have no fun at all."

Monk Kongwen has black lines all over his head.

Su Ming patted him on the shoulder, "Master, if it's okay, I want to leave."

"Benefactor, I still have something to say."

"Master, please speak."

"Enough is enough."

Monk Kongwen said solemnly: "Compared to the last time we met, benefactor, your evil spirit has increased too much. If you don't control it, you will go crazy."

"Thank you, master, for your concern."

Su Ming nodded slightly, "Jun'er, let's go."

Jun'er smiled slightly at Monk Kongwen.

Su Ming chuckled secretly, but having met Monk Kongwen and the others a few times, he did not expect them to care so much about him.

I traveled thousands of miles to Jiangcheng and told myself to be moderate, otherwise I would go crazy.

People in Buddhism are really kind.

Monk Kong Wen watched Su Ming and the others leave, and murmured in a low voice: "Long time no see, I can't see through."

"I hope that the Jiangcheng family of magic can stop in moderation and not force out his murderous nature. Otherwise, it will not be a good thing for the Yin-Yang world."

"Amitabha!"

Monk Kongwen shouted the Buddha's name, turned and left.

"Master, who is this monk?"

Jun'er asked.

Su Ming said: "The master of Wutong Mountain is a very interesting monk."

"What is the evil spirit under the stele he was talking about?"

"I will go to Wutong Mountain in a while, and you will know when the time comes."

"The servant understands."

Su Ming suddenly stopped in his tracks, and said regretfully, "I forgot to ask them about the current situation in Jiangcheng when I was cleaning up those disciples from the magic family."

Jun'er was stunned for a moment, as if that was the case.

Su Ming sighed, "I'm so irritated, I was so angry that I forgot my business."

Jun'er covered her mouth and smiled lightly.

"My little friend is really in a good mood. The atmosphere in Jiangcheng's magic world is tense, but you are walking leisurely on the street."

A lazy voice came from the bench next to it.

Su Ming turned his head to see that it was another monk.

He was wearing a gray monk robe and looked very thin, giving people a very gloomy feeling.

From time to time, a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

He looked very much like an ascetic.

Su Ming said indifferently, "How nervous they are has nothing to do with me."

"Are you so confident in duels, little friend?"

He asked with a half-smile.

Su Ming shrugged disapprovingly.

He doesn't care what the Zhou family does, or what the other magic families in Jiangcheng do, as long as he is himself.

How the decisive battle will be, after the decisive battle begins, the outcome will naturally be decided.

Worrying now is nothing more than adding a psychological burden to yourself.

(End of this chapter)