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Although she knew she shouldn't have chosen this method.

For the time being, there is no better option than leaving.

Thirty-six strategies, walking is the best strategy.

If we stay here and wait for Lin Xuan and the others to return, a great battle is inevitable.

With Lin Xuan and Uncle Ying's cultivation levels, they could easily crush them.

By then, it will be too late to leave.

"Okay, let's leave here first."

"Once I am successfully reborn, I will kill all 15 of them to vent my hatred!"

Michelle nodded, knowing that the Ghost Servant had no other choice but to suggest that she leave.

Seeing Michelle agree, the ghost servant was overjoyed. "Then, Master, where shall we go?"

"Hehe, let's go to a place that's absolutely safe!"

After saying that, Michelle vanished from the spot in a flash.

The ghost servant was startled, and then, too, disappeared without a trace.

……

the other side.

Jiang Family Ancestral Hall.

"Why aren't they back yet!"

"They're here! Aren't those my senior brothers and the others?"

"Finally home!"

Jiang Dalong was extremely anxious.

But soon, Qiu Shengwencai's joyful voice was heard.

Upon hearing this, everyone looked up.

Two figures slowly descended from the sky.

It was Lin Xuan and Yue Qiluo.

"Well, has your senior brother returned?"

Lin Xuan spoke up.

"They're back, they're back. They're opening the jar inside."

Qiu Shengwen quickly replied.

Then, with a swift movement, he revealed Uncle Ying's figure inside the ancestral hall.

Above the altar, there was a spirit embryo, pure white in color and resembling an infant.

"Okay, let's go!"

Knowing that Uncle Ying's ritual was almost over, Lin Xuan nodded.

At the same time, Uncle Ying also awakened the spirit infant.

All that's needed is to replace the demonic infant, and the task will be accomplished.

"set off!"

Jiang Dalong gave the order.

The group of people behind him all set off.

However, as soon as he returned to the vicinity of the villa, Lin Xuan frowned.

"Huh? You're pretty fast!"

Lin Xuan was somewhat surprised by this.

Logically speaking, given the demonic infant's personality, shouldn't it have been a head-on confrontation?

They actually ran away.

really weird.

"Reporting to the director, Madam is not inside."

What? My wife isn't here?

Lin Xuan was still in shock when his subordinates reported Michelin's disappearance to Jiang Dalong.

Upon learning of this, Jiang Dalong was very puzzled.

Only Uncle Ying had a pretty good idea of ​​the answer.

"Lin Xuan, the demonic infant has escaped. Do you have any way to get it?"

Uncle Ying looked at Lin Xuan, expecting his answer.

Don't underestimate Uncle Ying's methods; he can find Michelle [Novel Transfer Group 2, 537572345].

But since Lin Xuan, the Celestial Master, was here, he didn't stand out.

Furthermore, if Lin Xuan could find Michelle through [Novel Transfer Group 2 1 537572345], it would be more accurate and wouldn't be a waste of time.

Naturally, Uncle Ying did not make a move, but instead looked at Lin Xuan.

"Easy, let me pinpoint their location!"

After saying that, Lin Xuan lightly tapped his feet, and the Feng Hou Qi Men technique immediately appeared.

At this moment, Lin Xuan did not exclude Uncle Ying, so Uncle Ying was also enveloped and could see the changes of the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams within.

"This this……"

Uncle Ying's pupils contracted sharply as he looked around in shock.

"A casual Eight Trigrams Formation... Could this be one of the legendary Eight Extraordinary Techniques, the Feng Hou Qi Men?"

At this moment, Uncle Ying completely lost his composure.

Feng Hou Qi Men has been lost for more than a hundred years.

Originally, it was a top-level secret technique mastered by Wudang.

However, as the number of talented people in Wudang dwindled, very few people mastered this extraordinary skill, making it almost a lost art.

To everyone's surprise, Uncle Ying would see the Feng Hou Qi Men technique in Lin Xuan.

"The changes of the heavens have transformed me into a king."

"The changes of the heavens have transformed me into a king."

"The changes of the heavens have transformed me into a king."

……

These two sentences kept echoing in Uncle Ying's mind.

Gradually, Uncle Ying became engrossed in it and unconsciously began to comprehend the Feng Hou Qi Men.

but.

Given Uncle Ying's cultivation level, it would be almost impossible for him to comprehend the Feng Hou Qi Men technique mastered by Lin Xuan.

Of course, that's Uncle Ying.

Anyone else would have been lost in the Feng Hou Qi Men and gone insane long ago.

"As expected of the chosen one of the zombie world, he is truly extraordinary."

Lin Xuan clicked his tongue in amazement.

He also saw something unusual in Uncle Ying.

Good luck!

This thing seems ethereal and nonexistent.

In reality, everyone has it.

The purple aura emanating from Uncle Ying was...

An incredibly dense purple aura.

This signifies that the person's luck is exceptionally strong, far exceeding that of ordinary people.

As for Lin Xuan's, it was gold.

A sleeping golden dragon.

If we encounter any real danger, luck can materialize and kill the enemy.

But this is a last resort, and generally no one would do this.

Similarly, Lin Xuan had never encountered a life-or-death crisis where he was about to die, so he had never awakened the Golden Dragon of Fortune.

"Master Uncle, wake up!"