The Path to Immortality of Silly Pillar in the Courtyard

"This is interesting!" Upon seeing this, He Yuzhu abandoned his plan to go back. Was that white light in the reservoir a ghost, or even a female ghost?

In a three-dimensional image, even ghosts have nowhere to hide.

"Hehe..." He Yuzhu chuckled. As long as it wasn't an ordinary world, there was a reason for him to stay. He wanted to see what kind of world this was, that it actually had ghosts.

"Sizzle sizzle..." A burst of electric arcs flashed, and He Yuzhu entered stealth mode before walking towards the dam.

He felt that high technology was more convenient, and the laws of space were his last trump card, which he could not easily use or expose.

At that moment, four people got off the car on the dam: three young men and a middle-aged monk.

Strangely, the monk had a mustache and a face full of fierce flesh, clearly not a kind person.

Two of the three young men were wearing sunglasses, vests, and shorts late at night, their arm muscles bulging, showing their very muscular physiques.

"Master, this is it." One of the three young men, a handsome young man, said to the monk with the mustache.

Two men in sunglasses flanked the handsome young man, clearly his bodyguards.

"Hmm, let me see." The monk with the mustache nodded, then subconsciously patted his cloth bag.

The monk with the mustache walked to the edge of the dam, looked at the water, and then smiled. "Just a ghost!"

"Humans and ghosts, hahaha..." The handsome young man laughed upon hearing this, a very happy laugh. "Master, humans and ghosts are my true love!"

The monk with the eight-character mustache said, "If Young Master Li likes it, that's good."

"Master, make your move, seize it, and I will reward you handsomely."

"Alright, easy peasy." The monk with the mustache finished speaking and had already reached into his cloth pocket.

"Hey... what are you doing?" A voice suddenly came, and a figure ran quickly toward them from a distance on the dam, while a white light shone toward them at the same time.

The handsome young man, Mr. Li, turned cold as he watched the figure running towards them, then gave a wink to the bodyguard behind him.

During the bodyguard meeting, with a casual wave of his hand, a yellow talisman flew out. The talisman paused briefly in the air before turning into a streak of light and shooting into the figure's body with a "whoosh".

Without any screams, the figure dozens of meters away suddenly stopped, then slowly turned around and walked back, but the figure became stiff as if it had lost its soul.

"Young master, he will die in one day!" the bodyguard in sunglasses said in a cold voice.

Young Master Li did not reply, but instead said to the monk with the eight-character mustache, "Master, let's begin."

But just then, a woman's voice suddenly rang out, "Brother Xu."

Then, a woman in white suddenly flew out of the reservoir and quickly flew towards the stiff figure on the dam.

"Hmph..." The monk with the eight-character mustache snorted coldly, leaped into the air, and threw a talisman at the woman in white while still in the air.

The talisman, like a sharp sword, shot swiftly towards the woman in white, reaching her head in the blink of an eye. It then transformed into a large net that descended from the sky, covering the woman in white.

"Ah...no...let me go...I need to save Brother Xu."

As the light shone brightly, the white figure let out a piercing scream.

The monk with the mustache arrived through the air, and with a wave of his hand, the large net rapidly shrank, turning into a small ball of light that flew into the monk's hand.

"Let me go, let me go..." The woman's voice kept begging for mercy from the ball of light.

The monk with the mustache remained unmoved and quickly took out a small pouch from his pocket. Just as he was about to put the ball of light into it, the woman's voice spoke again, making him stop.

"Master, please let me go, and I will give you the Spiritual Treasure of Sendai that I obtained."

The monk suddenly froze, asking incredulously, "What did you say? Sendai Lingbao?"

"Yes, I got it by chance. If you let me go, I'll give it to you. I need to go save Brother Xu." Her voice was pleading.

"Where is the magic treasure?" the man with the mustache asked in a low voice, his face filled with intense greed.

"Feed... Master..."

Before the woman could answer, Young Master Li and two bodyguards ran over.

The monk with the mustache casually put the ball of light into his pocket, and then in a flash, he was on the dam.

"Master! Give me the human-ghost." Young Master Li said, extending his hand, his tone brooking no refusal.

"Young Master Li, this ghost is showing signs of breaking through to become a vengeful spirit. I'm afraid giving it to you might hurt you!" the man with the mustache said with some difficulty.

"Give it to me..." Young Master Li's tone suddenly turned icy.

The monk with the mustache twitched his fleshy face. Although he was extremely unwilling, he had no choice but to take out the small bag.

He knew he couldn't fight city hall; if he really offended this young master Li, there would be no place for him in the world.

Young Master Li took the small bag, then asked in a cold voice, "Master, why did you hesitate just now?"

"This..." The monk with the mustache hesitated for a moment before choosing to tell the truth: "Young Master Li, this female ghost said she has a sacred treasure."

"Bullshit!" Young Master Li exclaimed angrily. "You actually believe that? A ghost or a human could possess such a treasure?"

The monk with the eight-character mustache said, "Young Master Li..."

He was interrupted before he could finish speaking, "Stop talking, go back."

As Young Master Li turned around, a sudden change occurred; the small pouch that had been in his hand vanished without a trace.

"Who..." Young Master Li was shocked. He looked around but couldn't see a ghost.

The two bodyguards in sunglasses instantly drew their pistols from their waists and then cautiously surveyed their surroundings.

The monk with the mustache reacted quickly, waving his hand and sending out a talisman that turned into white light and shot rapidly in one direction.

Just then, a blue ball of light suddenly shot from the direction of the white light and collided with it. With a "boom," a firework exploded in the air, which was quite a sight!

But no one appreciated the beauty of the fireworks. Bang bang bang... Two men in sunglasses instantly fired shots in the direction from which the ball of light flew out, and the monk with the mustache waved out five more talismans in succession!

"Boom boom boom..." Another violent explosion sounded in the air, as if someone was setting off fireworks.

"The enemy's methods are unpredictable, Master, you must go all out!"

Seeing that the attack had failed to harm the unknown enemy, Young Master Li spoke to the monk with the eight-character mustache in a commanding tone.

The monk with the eight-character mustache instantly leaped to the ground, chanting incantations, "Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon... Great Luo Mantra... Heavenly Dragon Demon-Subduing Slash..."

As the incantation was recited, the monk with the eight-character mustache waved his hands, and more than a dozen golden dragon phantoms instantly shot out in different directions...

"Boom boom boom..." Explosions echoed throughout the dam, and the surrounding moonlight dimmed amidst the flying dust.

.........

"Holy crap! That's amazing, this monk's got some skills!"

He Yuzhu, who was hiding, was somewhat disheveled from the explosion. Fortunately, he was quick, otherwise he would have been hit by the blast.

With a series of crackling sounds, the Ironblood equipment's stealth effect weakened, and its location was gradually revealed as it became increasingly visible!

"Die..."

Having revealed his position, He Yuzhu saw the monk with the eight-character mustache throw another flaming skull at him from the air!

"Awooo..." The flaming skull, accompanied by a chilling howl, attacked like a cannonball.

"You think I'm afraid of you? You're asking for death!" Just as the skull was about to strike, He Yuzhu made his move...

With a loud "boom," the skull exploded in mid-air.

In an instant, the monk with the eight-character mustache, who was still riding the clouds, suddenly stopped in mid-air and then fell to the ground.

"Giggle giggle..."

The monk with the mustache clutched his throat and let out a strange cry. In the moonlight, a throwing knife was stuck in his throat, and blood gushed out like a spring.