All the heavens, starting from the Yinyang Road in Gangzong

a day later.

Wanchai, in the living room of a traditional old-fashioned building.

A middle-aged man who resembled Lin Jiuying six to seven points was looking at his daughter with a puffed face helplessly.

The middle-aged man is Lin Fengjiao who practiced Maoshan technique.

This angry little girl is his daughter Lin Xiaoting.

Lin Xiaoting pouted and said, "Dad, you just came back from Myanmar and you are going to Thailand right away. When will you go to Mom's place? You promised me last time that you will go there when you come back from Myanmar."

Lin Fengjiao sighed lightly: "I'm a man, of course I have to put my career first, and I will go there when I have time."

Lin Xiaoting couldn't help but rolled her eyes: "What kind of career, isn't it helping people to recite sutras, and catching lunatics!"

Hearing her daughter's words, Lin Fengjiao could only shake her head helplessly, and then thought of her daughter's innate physique, which made her even more depressed.

If it was in the past, when they could directly absorb the power in the air to practice qi refining, people with ten spirit bodies would definitely be the favored ones of heaven, and they might have a little hope of being able to cultivate into immortals.

But now it doesn't work at all, even their Maoshan cultivation method relies on the weak power in the air, coupled with the power of incense.

This makes the difficulty of cultivation very difficult, and it is very difficult for the mana cultivated to affect reality.

The most important point is that the level of this energy is too low to allow people to gain longevity and strengthen the soul too much, let alone cultivating immortals.

The ten spirit girl has a special physique and has high requirements for the essence of energy, so now that Lin Xiaoting is practicing, she is not strengthening herself, but absorbing this low-level energy, resulting in the destruction of the ten spirit body, which itself exists in the soul Ability.

It's better to preserve the spiritual power in her daughter's soul. When she goes down below, Lin Fengjiao can ask her grandpa, who is sitting in the top class in the underworld, to help her, and see if she can make her daughter a ghost cultivator, or directly give it to her. She makes an arrangement.

Now let her live a happy life like an ordinary person.

By the way, there is another point, that is, people with ten spirit bodies cannot have sex with practitioners and people with other ten spirit bodies, otherwise this energy will be destroyed.

Thinking of this, Lin Fengjiao couldn't help but asked worriedly: "Last time, you said that there was a man in the hospital who had a crush on you. What's his name?"

Lin Xiaoting pouted: "Hmph! Dad, don't interrupt, we are talking about my mother now. No matter what happens today, we must go to my mother's place."

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Hearing the knock on the door, Lin Fengjiao felt that a savior was coming, and said quickly: "Someone is looking for me, I'll go and see who it is."

Lin Fengjiao, who opened the door, saw that it was her senior brother Yuan Ren who came, and asked strangely, "Why are you here?"

Yuan Ren smiled and said, "I know you're back, so I came here to see you, won't you invite me in for a chat?"

The two came to the living room to sit down, and Lin Xiaoting went to help them make tea.

After taking a sip of hot tea, Yuan Ren said mysteriously: "Do you still remember the old man Kaohsiung who you once fought with and forced him to make an appointment with you?"

Speaking of this name, Lin Fengjiao couldn't help but frowned: "Did he break the agreement and use magic to do something outrageous? If that's the case, even if we fight to the death together, I will take him down."

Yuan Ren shook his head: "No, he met an opponent. I heard that he said that he wanted to fight this opponent to the death."

Lin Fengjiao couldn't help becoming interested: "Although Kaohsiung's intentions are not right, but his special training is extremely powerful. Who else in Hong Kong can fight with him?"

Yuan Ren took a sip of his tea and shook his head: "I don't know who the other party is, but they agreed to fight to the death on Tai Mo Shan, the highest mountain in Hong Kong, in three days' time."

Lin Fengjiao thought for a while and said, "That's interesting, we can go and have a look, lest Kaohsiung play tricks."

At the same time, some free practitioners in Hong Kong also decided to go to Tai Mo Shan to see this rare fighting technique.

In the villa on Putai Island, after listening to Lin Jiuzheng's report, Lin Li understood what the other party was thinking. He was forcing himself to confront him head-on, trying to reverse the situation where the enemy is dark and we are clear.

After thinking for a while, Lin Li decided not to back down, but to make a name for himself. Anyway, this is not his main world, so he can play around a bit.

Moreover, this world is different from the original world. Horror movies in this world already have a lot of masters, and if I want to get some familiar tasks, I have to compete with these masters, or let them find me.

The most important point is that now that I am in a state of mind and soul, even if I can't fight, running is absolutely no problem, and some guns and ammunition have no effect on me.

Thinking clearly, Lin Li said to Lin Jiuzheng, "Let Naimi send the message with the little ghost. Three days later, at seven o'clock in the evening, we will see you on the top of Damao Mountain."

"Understood, Master."

Three days later, today's weather is very bad, with heavy rain drifting and wild wind dancing, which is the torrential rain that often occurs in coastal areas.

But even if this is the case, there are at least twenty or thirty people in an open space surrounded by trees on Damao Mountain, waiting in embarrassment for the start of the fight.

After all, fighting skills like this once in a hundred years are rare, especially one of them is Kaohsiung who is famous for fighting skills in Hong Kong.

The 30 people were clearly divided into three groups.

The first group are those who only have yin and yang eyes or some local methods to catch ghosts.

The second batch is some evil cultivators who are not strong, or people who have a little lifespan or luck to activate small spells.

The last batch is those with mana.

These people with only yin and yang eyes are wearing rain capes and holding hands, huddled together in the storm, cursing the ghostly weather in their hearts, but in order to see a wonderful battle later, or they can steal one The two tricks can only be endured.

And some other people who cultivate miscellaneous evil powers use mana to force themselves to stand firm.

The remaining few masters have their own performances.

The most eye-catching one is Lin Fengjiao who has never been weaker than others all her life.

I saw Lin Fengjiao, holding a talisman umbrella the size of a normal person, covering her brother and daughter under it.

And the most strange thing is that these violent winds and rains that were about to blow away the thinner people fell near his talisman umbrella and talisman umbrella, and suddenly became like a breeze blowing on the face, even the hem of their clothes could not be touched. Blowing, as if he had changed the laws of nature nearby.

The ability to affect reality with this hand, I was amazed when I saw these people wearing rain ponchos, staggering here and there with yin and yang eyes, and I knew that this person's cultivation was about to shock the sky.

And the few evil cultivators who were lucky enough to barely stand and maintain their figure looked even more secretly shocked, and at the same time remembered his appearance in their hearts, in case they met him next time, they must be careful.

After watching Lin Fengjiao and the other three, they turned to other experts who were like ordinary people in the storm.

That Michiko of the Jiuju school is sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed under a canopy. At the four corners of the canopy, there is a thin white rope stuck to the ground by a few thin nails.

But such a simple canopy is as if it has been welded to death by iron. Such a violent storm can't make the canopy move a little bit. If it weren't for the clothes and pants of her and the bodyguards around her, they would be wet. , that would be even more awesome.

In addition, there is a monk-like person who nails a Zen stick to the ground and recites the Diamond Sutra loudly. Even these violent storms cannot make his heroic voice a little lower.

If Lin Lizai would know that he is the master in the ghost mansion.

The other is a beautiful woman who looks like a mixed race. She puts the orchid finger on her right hand and keeps chanting spells. The white dress on her body floats above her head as if she has her own wisdom. She was sheltered from the wind and rain, but her clothes and pants were also wet.

Lin Lizai will see that she is the female mage in Biguizhuo.

Of course, there were a few other people with different supernatural powers, but the same thing was that their clothes and pants were all wet.

Under the talisman umbrella, Lin Xiaoting said in surprise: "Dad, how did you do it? It's too powerful."

Lin Fengjiao, with bruised veins on her face, did not answer her daughter's words, but gritted her teeth tightly and said to Yuan Ren, "Senior brother, it's your turn."

Yuan Ren looked around with admiration, admiration or amazement, nodded, and then used all his mana to hold the handle of the Qiankun Umbrella.

Putting down the umbrella, Lin Fengjiao replied to her daughter with a sigh of relief: "This is the result of our cultivation. Look at other people who are as powerful as us!"

Lin Xiaoting expressed admiration on her face: "I always thought you were pretending to be gods and tricks. I didn't expect you, Dad, to be so powerful, like a master of magic."

Lin Fengjiao showed a bitter smile, holding the precious Qiankun Umbrella at the bottom of the box, and consuming so much mana, it turned out to be her daughter's words like a master of magic.

"Okay, stop talking, it will be seven o'clock soon, they should come."

As seven o'clock in the evening approached, the storm finally calmed down gradually, but the sky was getting darker and darker. Just when everyone was worried about whether this battle could start,
"dong dong dong"

Suddenly there was a sound of drums, and at the same time, a fat man with a drum on his chest appeared in the open space of the crowd. He kept beating the drum with his hands and chanting incantations that no one could understand.

As the spell became faster and faster, a pocket at his feet suddenly bulged, as if some small animal was about to come out of it.

During his last hasty growl, several balls of green light suddenly appeared in the bag, and then flew into several braziers with covers near the open space, turning into a ball of green flames, illuminating the open space .

"Dad, what is this? It's amazing."

"It's terrible, it's the sorcerer's phosphorous fire."

"Oh, well, I remember some magic tricks doing that too."

After the light came on, everyone could see a man walking from a distance with a shirtless shirt and a strong upper body. He had the aura of a lion. He was Kaohsiung.

Kaohsiung touched the Desert Eagle, which can kill an elephant in the back, and waited confidently for the opponent's arrival, yes!He decided that if he was no opponent in the fight, let the opponent know the power of modern weapons. At the same time, he had added cinnabar and black dog blood to the bullets in the Desert Eagle.

Five minutes later, it was seven o'clock.

In the expectant eyes of everyone, a young man holding a black cloth bag appeared in the darkness.

Seeing the person coming, Kaohsiung was quite surprised: "It's you, you are so unlucky, can you find someone to help you?"

"Hmph!" Liang Jiahui said with hatred on his face, "You can't think of it! My master will kill you tonight."

Kaohsiung sneered: "Smelly fish and rotten shrimp like you are all taken as apprentices. I can imagine how powerful he is. Please invite him out. Don't you want to play tricks in front of so many colleagues?"

Liang Jiahui ignored him, but opened the cloth bag on his chest, took out another bag of things, and said to a god statue under the suspicious eyes of everyone: "Master, I will trouble you." Waving this bag of things, it turned out to be incense ash.

Miraculously, the cloud of incense ash did not fall with the wind, but condensed into a figure with a phantom emitting a faint white light.

Seeing this scene, Lin Xiaoting was completely stunned, and quickly pulled Lin Fengjiao who was also astonished: "Dad! Dad! Look at what he is!"

Among the onlookers, a person with yin and yang eyes said in surprise, "His master is a ghost?"

And another evil cultivator who practiced the Stealing Ghost Sutra didn't feel the slightest yin energy from Lin Li's body, and said in disbelief: "He! He! It's the primordial spirit out of the body!."

Following the voice of this evil cultivator, everyone couldn't believe it, it was the legendary primordial spirit who had come out of his body!
Kaohsiung was also taken aback. Even in the secret realm of Maoshan, only a very small number of immortals can do it.

Lin Li, made of incense ash, looked at the familiar people, and immediately seemed to see the seven or eight gold missions, and said with a smile: "Dear fellows, Lin Li, who has just practiced Taoism not long ago, if you encounter any troubles that cannot be solved, You can come to Dapu Island and tell my apprentice that if you can help, I will be willing to do so."

Hearing Lin Li's words, he felt that he was a more talkative person. One of the onlookers couldn't help asking curiously: "What do you practice? How can you get out of your body!"

The mana that Lin Li has cultivated from Naimi to everyone is not the mana that he saw in some immortal novels in his previous life, but some miscellaneous power. Because of human greed, he explained casually: "This is a short-term out-of-body experience that I can only achieve by borrowing a magic weapon. It's no big deal, no big deal."

Hearing this, Gao Xiong was also relieved. It turned out that it was not a normal soul out of body, so he was not afraid.