I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

It is said that more than thirty years ago, the Black-Handed Skeleton, the Formless Ghost King and the Eight-Faced Yama were three of the most rampant evil cultivators at that time.

Now, it seems just average to me.

But Mr. Ba said that the Eight-Faced Yama did have some tricks, which immediately made me more alert.

Mr. Ba seldom takes people in the underworld seriously. Since he said that the Eight-Faced Yama is much more powerful, he must be no worse.

The sloppy Taoist priest obviously didn't take what Master Ba said to heart. After flattering him for a while, he took out the tattered soul-calling banners and said to my father, "Master Ba, this is the soul-calling banner of the formless ghost king. I sense that there are still many ghost soldiers and generals imprisoned in this soul-calling banner. It may come in handy in the future, but I don't know how to use it. I hope Master Ba can give me some advice."

Master Ba took a look at the tattered soul-summoning banner, shook his head and said, "This Wu Xiang Ghost King is just a name in vain. His best weapon is this soul-summoning banner. He uses evil magic to imprison some dead souls on the ancient battlefield. With the ghost sea tactics, he is always successful. It's okay to deal with ordinary practitioners, but if he encounters someone with slightly more advanced methods, this trick won't work. He still has the nerve to call himself a ghost king. He is nothing."

"What Master Ba said is absolutely right. How could such a nobody be worthy of your attention? Master Ba is a genius who has both wisdom and good looks throughout history. If Master Ba takes action, this formless ghost king will probably be knocked down by you before he can even hit him with one move." The sloppy Taoist priest's rainbow skin is one string after another, and each string is different. It is impossible not to accept it.

Master Ba became even more proud, shaking his head and saying, "That's... Master Ba also saw that, the one who can deal with the Wuxiang Ghost King must be Xiao Jie, the little Begonia in his Dragon Tiger Mirror can deal with those ghost soldiers and generals, and the ghosts in the Tiangang Seal must have had a good meal."

"It's amazing...Eighth Master is truly as good as a god. He knows everything about the world without leaving his home. Being able to know Eighth Master is simply the result of the good deeds done by our ancestors." The sloppy Taoist priest continued to talk incessantly, and his flattering look made me feel disgusted.

I suspect that this guy might have been the chief steward of Empress Cixi in his previous life. He must have flattered her for most of his life, otherwise he would never be so skilled.

The Eighth Master was naturally very pleased. He nodded and said, "This soul-summoning flag is damaged, but it doesn't matter. The Eighth Master can help you repair it as soon as possible, and also teach you how to use it. You have made a lot of progress in your cultivation recently, and the Eighth Master has seen it. This soul-summoning flag is still of some use to you now, but in two years, you will basically not be able to use it."

"Eighth Master, my admiration for you is as strong as the surging river. If I were a woman, I would marry you." The sloppy Taoist priest gave a thumbs up to Eighth Master.

Mr. Ba was floating, and he was floating quite high. He jumped twice happily on the big tree.

Xiaopang looked at the sloppy Taoist priest with disgust and muttered "flatterer" under his breath.

The sloppy Taoist priest shamelessly pretended not to hear anything.

At this time, Master Ba's eyes finally fell on me, and he said in a serious tone, "Did you devour the cultivation of the Formless Ghost King and the Black Hand Skeleton?"

"Well, how can I miss such a good opportunity?" I grinned at Mr. Ba.

"These two people practiced evil techniques, and their bodies were ruined beyond recognition, becoming containers for storing ghost energy and corpse energy. After these two forces were transferred to your body, I'm afraid you would feel a sense of rejection. This is mainly because they are in conflict with the Xuanzhen Wuyuan Gong that you practice, and it is very likely to affect your mind. If you continue like this, I'm afraid you will really become an evil cultivator." Mr. Ba said with some concern.

"Eighth Master, I also feel that something is not quite right. Do you have any solution?" I said seriously.

"There's no solution to this. Your fate is really bumpy. Not to mention me, the Eighth Master, even your master can't see what your future will be like. Just let nature take its course. No matter what, if you can reach the Earthly Immortal Realm, even if it's a pseudo-immortal realm, you can survive before the nine calamities come. But three years is still too difficult for you." The Eighth Master shook his head helplessly.

As he said that, Mr. Ba grabbed the soul-summoning banner and flew towards the next yard, leaving me standing in the yard with a confused look on my face.

I have always believed that no matter what happens, Mr. Ba can solve it. However, in this matter, Mr. Ba seems not to want to get involved. I don’t know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing for me.

Two days later, Mr. Ba repaired the soul-calling flag for the sloppy Taoist priest and taught him how to use it.

At night, the sloppy Taoist took a few of us to a deserted area in Yanbei to try out the effect of the soul-calling banner. When the sloppy Taoist waved the soul-calling banner, black fog rolled in and the air was eerie. A large number of ghost soldiers and generals rushed out from the soul-calling banner, and there was also a ghost creature like a general wearing armor and riding a horse. The scene was really shocking.

This trick can be used to deal with large-scale fights. If the enemy has a large number of people, the sloppy Taoist priest can wave the soul-calling banner in his hand, and so many ghost soldiers and generals will appear, which will scare people to death.

However, this soul-calling banner has a drawback. It definitely cannot be used during the day. Once these ghost soldiers and generals are exposed to the sunlight, their souls will be destroyed instantly.

After getting the soul-calling banner, the sloppy Taoist priest left happily and went to the Red Leaf Valley to take care of his master.

After the sloppy Taoist priest left, Uncle Huzi started to busy himself with arranging business for me.

Uncle Huzi didn't make any money from this job, so he wanted to earn money for his wife, so he was very active. It looks like he wants to make tens of millions as a betrothal gift to Sister Hua.

However, for two consecutive weeks, all I took were small feng shui jobs, which really didn't make much money.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Mr. Tang from Jinling City suddenly called Uncle Huzi and said that he wanted to invite us to a gathering in Jinling City and introduce us to a big business deal.

Moreover, Boss Tang specifically emphasized that his brother Tang Cheng was also there.

I thought, Sister Na and Tang Cheng haven't seen each other for a while. Many times he texted me and called me, but I was always running around and there was no chance. This is a good opportunity for Sister Na to meet him.

After getting my permission, Boss Tang booked plane tickets for the three of us, and we flew to Jinling City at noon the next day.

After we arrived at the place, we found out that Boss Tang really introduced us to a big deal, a life-threatening one.