Fox Demon: Li Chungang’s talent at the beginning, simulates reincarnation

The origin is mysterious, and no one knows the real name of the man in black robe.

I only know that ten years ago.

It appears.

In the most chaotic Beishan border, this man took in many desperadoes who were licking blood on the tip of a knife, provided them with a special shelter, and built this Mutian City.

The people under his command all respected this man in black robe as the leader.

He is the only one who obeys orders.

The sect established by Mu Tiancheng, under the banner of revenge for the ancestors of Yiling, has taken in countless desperadoes in the world in the past ten years. In private, it has secretly engaged in the shady business of selling monsters.

Evil deeds are evident.

In a short period of time, they have accumulated a lot of power and formed an underground force.

The sect believes in the Yiling Patriarch, and is regarded as a cult by the Yiqi Tao Alliance.

Yes!

In today's world, as long as someone does bad things, they will basically do it under the banner of Yiling Patriarch, otherwise they will be unknown.

The bad guys will all be related to the ancestors.

After all, there is a saying in the world, the worst is the Yiling Patriarch.

The ancestor of Yiling is a benchmark for measuring the value of good and evil.

"Lord City Lord, we are not in a good position to rescue the Saint. This is our fault!"

"Here I am willing to accept the punishment personally, and I also ask the Lord of the City to calm down and not punish other brothers!"

After that, the man committed hara-kiri and committed suicide, shouting before he died.

"The Tianchi is inexhaustible, and the Holy Religion will last forever!"

"Believe in the ancestors and live forever in reincarnation!"

Facing his suicide, no one at the scene felt sad. Instead, they were all proud of his death, and their eyes were full of fanaticism.

Everyone believes that the ancestor of Yiling is the true meaning of the world.

It is believed that after death, one can return to the embrace of Yiling ancestors in the underworld.

They are all a group of desperadoes.

And the ancestor of Yiling is the biggest villain leader.

"Leader, don't be angry!"

"Things are not going in the worst direction. There is still room for relaxation, right?"

The speaker was wearing impermanent clothing, his eyes were narrowed, and his tone was gentle.

It comes to exhort.

The smiling look gives people the feeling of a smile hiding a knife.

The Huangquan tribe in the underworld is the second city lord in the city, one person is inferior to the other, and it is superior to ten thousand people.

Very high status.

The black-robed man on the throne, the Great City Lord, suddenly covered his forehead and sighed, "Hey, forget it!"

"The saint's affairs are certainly important, but there are more important things that need to be completed as the top priority now."

Below, someone in the crowd asked curiously: "May I ask the leader, what else is more important than welcoming back the saint and reviving the prestige of our religion?"

The great city lord suddenly stood upright and announced excitedly to everyone: "Next, let us go together to welcome the Yiling ancestor!"

"Ancestor Yiling?!!"

"Leader, are you right?"

"Didn't the ancestor of Yiling die in a mass grave long ago? Sixteen years ago, the four major families of the Dao League took the lead. My subordinates were present at the time and watched helplessly as the ancestor of Yiling was crushed and ashes were thrown away, and the bones were not left."

………………

The words of the great city lord immediately caused a commotion among the people in the hall.

Under everyone's doubtful gazes, the first city lord said nothing and asked the second city lord to step forward.

He squinted his eyes and explained to his face: "What if the ancestor of Yiling is resurrected?"

"Just a few days ago, the leader and I found a method to sacrifice and seize the body in the handbook left by the ancestor of Yiling."

"So yesterday, the leader and I used the method of blood sacrifice and spent a lot of money to summon the soul of Yiling ancestor back."

"The ancestor at this time has been reborn and is still in the world."

Hearing this, the expressions of everyone present were full of shock.

If these words were spoken by other people, no one would believe them.

After all, how can a dead person be resurrected?

Moreover, the ancestor has been dead for sixteen years.

But when they thought that the people who said this were their leader and deputy leader, how could these people still have the slightest doubt.

They all looked like brainwashed cultists, their eyes full of fanaticism.

"Ancestor Yiling is alive?"

"Hahaha, if the ancestor is still here, the Yiqi Dao Alliance is nothing!"

"With the leadership of our ancestors, we can counterattack the Qi Dao Alliance in minutes. Why hide in this remote place and hide our heads and tails all day long!"

There are basically few people who can come to Mutian City to seek protection. Most of them are wanted by the First Qi Dao Alliance and live a life of escape licking blood on the tip of a knife.

Naturally, they don't like to live such a life of hiding.

Wealth, women.

They all want...

"Everyone, be quiet!"

With a big wave of his hand, the great city lord of Mutian City began to speak.

"The top priority is to welcome back our ancestor!"

"But after you find the ancestor, you must not offend him. I will personally invite the ancestor to come back and take charge of the overall situation!"

"Please ask our ancestors to lead us to counterattack the Dao Alliance and unify the world!"

"Long live the leader!"

In the main hall, everyone shouted in unison, with momentum like a rainbow.

After everyone gradually left.

There were only two of them left here. The thoughtful second city lord suddenly approached the big city lord and asked in a low voice: "Master, will the ancestor of Yiling have any impact on our plan?"

"will not!"

"After all, I used the method of blood sacrifice to resurrect him. Naturally, I have left behind the means to check and balance him. Moreover, this Yin Tiger Talisman needs to be used by him himself in order to exert its maximum power!"

"The world is a game, and all life is like a chess piece. It depends on whether he dares to enter the game and play against me."

That year, after the mass grave battle.

Li Muchen, the third daughter of the Taoyuan Li family, once followed the team here and was responsible for cleaning up the battlefield. Unexpectedly, she accidentally picked up the treasure left by the Yiling Patriarch.

Yin tiger talisman.

She was overjoyed, as if she had found a treasure, and believed that she was the destined child.

So he returned home, and from then on he became secretly obsessed with practicing ghost ways and being immersed in sorcery.

Later, in order not to be discovered.

So she just stopped doing it.

He did the same thing as the ancestor of Yiling.

Defected from the One Air Alliance!

However, her defection did not cause much of a sensation. After all, she was just a little-known character and was destined not to make much of a splash.

Facing the ambitious city lord.

The Second City Lord reminded him carefully: "Leader, that person is the ancestor of Yiling after all!"

I could hear the worry in its tone, fearing that the boat would capsize in the gutter.

So Li Muchen snorted coldly: "When did you become so cautious? Now that I have the Yin Tiger Talisman in my hand, I have also learned all the Yiling Patriarch's ghost skills."

"With his own power, he can shake up the world. There are some things that his Yiling ancestor can do!"

"Why can't I do this?"

Li Muchen, who believed that he was better than his predecessor, had ambitions in his eyes: "Next, I will use practical actions to tell the world that the era of Yiling Patriarch has passed!"

"The future is destined to be my era, Li Muchen!"

Chapter 141: A loving uncle and a filial nephew make it a happy time

"uncle?"

"I am back!"

After waiting in place for a long time, almost two hours, Dongfang Yue finally came back.

He jogged over and finally stopped in front of Xu Changqing.

His eyes fell on the panting Dongfang Yue Yue. He glanced around and found no abnormal Xu Changqing. He frowned slightly and said, "What's going on? You've been waiting for so long to return something?"

Dongfang Yue said a little embarrassedly: "Hey, uncle!"

"Why don't you go see my aunt now? We can't help chatting about home affairs."

Hearing this, Xu Changqing just glanced at Dongfang and didn't say much.

Afterwards, the two left Yiling Mountain overnight.

The next day, early morning.

When the sun had just risen not long ago.

In the bustling Yiling City, there are all kinds of vendors, and many vendors have already set up shop in advance, shouting everywhere.

"They sell wontons. A bowl costs three pennies. Fresh and delicious wontons!"

"Candied haws on a stick, two cents a bunch!"

"The top magic weapon, the Fengxie Plate developed by Yiling ancestors, a necessity for home travel, is on sale this time. Instead of ninety-eight, you can take it home for only ninety-eight taels of silver!"

………………

The city is very lively.

To be honest, Xu Changqing likes the atmosphere of this lively scene very much. When such an occasion comes, he likes to wander around.

Look around!

Look around!

In the end, Xu Changqing fell in love with a small toy and wanted to give it to Dongfang Yue Yue. After all, as an uncle, he couldn't even give it a little gift.

What kind of uncle am I?

"Xiaochuo, look at that big windmill toy. Do you want my uncle to buy you one?"

Suddenly, Xu Changqing pointed to a store and asked.

"Uncle, do we have money?"

Dongfang raised an extremely realistic question at the beginning of the month.

It hurts my heart, old man.

It really doesn't.

The impoverished Xu Changqing only has one most valuable magic weapon in his possession, which is his own confession, the ghost flute.