Apprentice Crit Strike Return: It’s up to you to revitalize the Daomen

Chapter 65 Mangshan Funeral Parlor

Jiang Xiaoliu was overjoyed, didn't he have everything now?

"Ahem, if this is the case, please invite Sister Yafei to be a witness. It is the most fair and just for us to place all bets on Sister. Afterwards, we will take [-]% of the profit and give it to Sister. How would you like it, fellow Daoists?"

It is naturally impossible for seniors in the alchemy stage to contribute their efforts in vain.

Hong Wu and the others had no objection when they heard the words, and they all agreed.

Yafei nodded: "Since everyone can trust you, then I will be the witness."

After changing the topic, Ya Fei continued: "Let's move on to the next topic, which is about the recent large number of ghosts in Luoyi City."

Ya Fei asked people to close the curtains and open the slides.

"Everyone, this is Longhai District, Jianxi District. Residents of more than ten households witnessed a red-clothed ghost jumping from the [-]th-floor building every night at three o'clock; The students ran on time and shouted slogans; this is Fengle Water Park, three security guards were drowned within half a month; of course, none of this is as serious as Mangshan Funeral Home..."

What Jiang Xiaoliu saw was astonishing. It wasn't that he was afraid of ghosts, but that evil spirits appeared on a large scale inexplicably, and even casualties had already begun. No one would believe it was a coincidence.

The conditions for forming a ghost in the Dharma-ending era are horribly harsh, which is one of the reasons why there are almost no news about ghosts and ghosts in modern times.

Especially when going down the mountain today, Jiang Xiaoliu himself met several ghosts. If ordinary people met them, they would be innocent souls who died in vain.

Ya Fei said with a straight face: "In addition, there is great good news and bad news at the same time."

Everyone straightened their necks.

"Aura! Recovered!"

There was an uproar.

Hong Wu was the first to lose his composure, and said in shock, "Senior Yafei's words are serious? Has the spiritual energy really recovered?"

"Could it be that the sudden large-scale appearance of evil spirits has something to do with the recovery of spiritual energy?"

"Great, the old man has worked hard for a hundred years, and now he finally has enough aura, and now the road is hopeful."

"God has eyes, pity my wife whose lifespan is exhausted because of resources."

Everyone wept with joy, some cried, some were shocked, some made trouble, and some went crazy. . . . . .

Yafei: "Ahem, well, everyone, don't get excited, it's actually not a spiritual revival, it's just a slight sign!"

Everyone's expressions suddenly froze on their faces: "..."

Ya Fei was a little embarrassed: "However, since there is such a sign, it means that the spiritual energy has begun to recover."

Everyone was relieved, and hope was rekindled.

"But everyone should not have too much hope, maybe it's just temporary."

Everyone felt a little unable to breathe.

Yafei was a little flustered: "Anyway, it's a good thing anyway, forget it, the next topic."

"Although the day after tomorrow is the exchange meeting, Luoyi City is full of ghosts and monsters. As practitioners, we cannot just sit idly by. Now, in the name of the president of the Luoyi City Taoist Association Branch, I have issued an A-level task. I sincerely invite all fellow Taoists to help. Subdue demons and eliminate demons, investigate the truth, and return my Luoyi to a bright future."

"Because the time is tight this time, you only have two days today and tomorrow. I will wait for your good news here before midnight the day after the end of the task. At the same time, I will record your meritorious points. After the Daoist Exchange Conference is over, you will be rewarded based on your merit."

Everyone has no objection to this. The eighteen foundation-building masters are the most powerful foundation-building cultivators in the Central Plains. With a few of them, I believe that no monsters and monsters can make trouble, so they don't take it seriously. These two days Idle is also idle, earn some points by the way, just do it casually.

"A-level task? Meritorious points?"

It was the first time Jiang Xiaoliu had heard of this.

Yafei explained: "Renxu Daoist has been devoting himself to cultivating for a long time. I don't know if it's normal. In order to encourage monks to participate in social development and stabilize the country, our Taoist sect follows the standards of SSS, SS, S, A, B, C, D, and E. Release tasks and give corresponding rewards."

"After the completion of this A-level task, each participant will receive a bonus of [-] million yuan, a medium-grade magic weapon, a number of pills and talismans, and one of the Taoist association's Wendaolou Xuan-level kung fu secret books."

Jiang Xiaoliu's eyes lit up.

This is good, with [-] million, you can buy a lot of good things from the system, and those rewards can also be given back to critical strikes. As a school background, why not do it?
After Yafei finished explaining, she continued: "Next, let's divide into groups. Daoist Jinxu, Qingyangzi, Daoist Hongwu, Daoist Lingjian, and Daoist Xiaoyue, all five of you are at least at the late stage of foundation establishment. Ghosts are rampant, and it may be difficult for ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators to suppress them, so I will trouble a few of you to work hard."

Jiang Xiaoliu and other five people stood up and clasped their fists.

The other real people also left with a wave of monks in the Qi training period, and Jiang Xiaoliu and the five rushed to their destinations by car.

"Master, what a ghostly aura!"

Looking through the window of the car, Wang Lin could see the Mangshan Funeral Parlor hidden at the foot of the mountain, surrounded by mountains and rivers, so full of ghostly aura that it turned into a mass of dark ghost clouds at a height of [-] meters.

Get a little closer, the ghosts are crying and howling in the ghost cloud, resentment, evil spirit, hostility, evil spirit, murderous spirit and other negative breaths gather together. Ordinary people, let alone approaching, will be frightened when they are far away, and turn their heads and run away in fright. up.

"That's right, you two, look, even the plants on both sides of the road are devoid of life, which shows how powerful the ghosts are. I estimate that there are at least ghost kings, and there are quite a few of them."

Master Hongwu said in surprise: "Ghost kings? Everyone knows that there have been nine ghost kings in Mang Mountain since ancient times, and even the Underworld has nothing to do. Could it be that Master Jiang is talking about them?"

"No, these ghost kings have practiced for thousands of years. The title of ghost king is just an honorary title. It is estimated that they have at least the strength of forming alchemy or even Yuanying stage. Moreover, there are countless ghost generals and ghost soldiers under their command, but they have been hiding in the depths of the Mang Mountains to practice. , never come out easily to disturb the human world, if they are the ones making trouble this time, the scale will not be so small."

Qingyangzi is elegant, easy-going, and personable, and his voice is clear when he speaks, which makes people feel very comfortable in his ears.

"Pin Dao cares about ghost kings and ghost generals. I haven't killed a ghost with this Qinghong sword for a long time."

Aunt Lingjian didn't know if she didn't have a storage bag or what, she held a long sword in her hand all the time, closed her eyes and fell asleep, her whole body exuded a fierce sword intent, as if she was brewing a terrible supernatural power, Once out of the sheath, it will definitely not return empty-handed.

"Junior Sister Spirit Sword, your Qinghong sword was in the limelight 70 years ago. At that time, the thirteen ghost kings summoned by the Onmyoji of the Japanese Kingdom were so arrogant. The junior sister created the military camp of the Japanese Kingdom with one sword and one person. The killing was turned upside down. People turned their backs, overnight None of the tens of thousands of Japanese troops survived, and all the thirteen Onmyoji masters became ghosts under the sword. Looking back now, I still can’t help applauding.”

Daoist Xiaoyue is dressed in a moon-white Taoist robe, although he is very old, he is full of energy, and his voice is like a bell, with a dignified righteousness.

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Xiaoliu's master and apprentice couldn't help casting admiring gazes at the Jurchen holding a long sword.

Daoist Lingjian nodded slightly, and didn't say anything, as if she didn't care at all, but Jiang Xiaoliu's ears were full of enthusiasm, wishing to go back to the era of wars, and use what she had learned to kill the Japanese invaders Crying for father and mother, the soul flies away.

Even the always domineering old Taoist Hong Wu clasped his fists and said politely: "Junior Sister Lingjian, please hold back a little bit later, I will clean up the periphery first, and then slowly go deep to investigate the cause of the matter clearly, otherwise you might stay behind if you kill me." If you don’t stop, there will be no clues at all.”

Jiang Xiaoliu couldn't help but smile, he didn't expect this spirit sword master to be so murderous.

　The foreshadowing is almost the same, and the first main line in the early stage is about to come out.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)