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

"You kid, you really don't know how to be blessed in the midst of blessings. I don't know how to teach others about my ghost magic skills if they want to learn from me!"

"It's good for you..."

Youyou sighed, Xu Changqing's face was full of helplessness.

After continuing to look at Dongfang Yue Yue twice, the more Xu Changqing looked at him, the more he felt that his bones were amazing, his talent was excellent, and he was a good material for learning ghost magic.

It would be a shame for this kid not to be his successor.

However, Xu Changqing, who never imposed his own ideas on others, didn't say much.

Time passed little by little, and the sky gradually darkened.

Accompanied by a biting cold wind blowing by.

"Brother Master!"

"Shh, don't talk!"

"somebody is coming!"

Suddenly, a series of footsteps sounded outside the mass grave.

Xu Changqing, with quick eyes and quick hands, immediately pulled Dongfang Yue Yue and asked him to hide aside.

And he hid closer and leaned against the big tree.

So, it took less than a while.

More than ten figures appeared, carrying lanterns and walking from the mountain road on the opposite side.

It's almost late at night.

This group of people came specifically to the mass grave.

"Brother Ximen, why are you dragging us here so late at night? Aren't you afraid of actually disturbing the ghost of Yiling ancestor?"

"Hmph, what are you afraid of? The ancestor of Yiling has been beaten to ashes by the Qi Dao Alliance for I don't know how many years, and there has been no movement!"

The person walking at the front of the team has a face like a crown jade and a feather fan and silk scarf.

He is the famous jade-faced Fengjun in the world, Ximen Chuisha.

And behind him were some people.

Most of them are casual cultivators from all over the world.

From a long way away, I could hear them chatting and talking.

Some people were scared, some were excited, and some even showed curiosity.

The restricted area of ​​Yiling Mountain and Mass Graves gives people such a mysterious impression.

The old nest of the Yiling ancestor was also the place where the ancestor fell.

After all, his cave had left a lot of handbooks on ghost magic, especially the method of refining vicious corpses, which was even more eye-catching.

Someone was lucky enough to learn something trivial, and his career skyrocketed from there.

Although facing the mysterious restricted area is frightening, it also indirectly attracts many desperadoes to explore.

Over the years, many desperate people have come to the Yiling Mountain Mass Graves to try their luck. If you are lucky, you might be able to pick up the inheritance left by the ancestors of Yiling.

Just take a gamble and turn your bicycle into a motorcycle.

After following Ximen Chuisha to this mass grave, in addition to most of them being casual cultivators, there were two other people who were old friends of Ximen Chuisha.

We had a lifelong friendship when we were young and have known each other for decades.

Both of them.

They are Little Fire God Chihuo and Hanyu Sword Shitang.

The rest are all casual cultivators from all over the world, from all over the world.

Crows squawked in groups, hovering near Yiling Mountain, which was gradually shrouded in darkness, making the atmosphere here even more eerie and strange.

An inexplicable chill made the hearts of these people tremble.

Suddenly.

In the team.

Chi Huo, who had always been on good terms with Ximen Chuisha, followed behind him and said in a confused tone: "Brother Ximen, you specifically asked Shitang and me to come all the way this time. Are you planning to take us to dig at this mass grave at night?" Grave, right?"

"Dig a grave?"

He glanced back, and a hint of disdain flashed at the corner of Ximen Chuisha's mouth, "The situation is too small!"

"Ok?"

As if he smelled something, Shitang on the side couldn't help but asked curiously: "Brother Ximen, please stop being so pretentious and tell us why you summoned us to this mass grave!"

His words immediately aroused the curiosity of many people.

Seeing that everyone was asking questions, Ximen Chuisha stopped hiding it. He said in a deep tone: "Recently, my informants found out a piece of news here. That thing appeared in the mass grave."

"That thing?"

"Could it be..."

Some people in the crowd guessed it.

Their breath caught, their voices trembling.

Some people are greedy, and some are fearful. In short, it caused quite a stir.

Well known.

After the death of the ancestor of Yiling, he should give him the most attractive thing in the world.

Nothing more than two pieces.

A Yinhu Talisman that has been lost a long time ago and whose whereabouts are unknown.

Another thing is more attractive than the Yinhu Talisman.

Anyone who owns it is equivalent to having a demon emperor-level help.

Chi Huo was surprised: "Is it a humanoid vicious soldier, General Bai?"

As if he was very satisfied with everyone's reaction, Ximen Chuisha waved his feather fan gently and said: "Yes, it is the most powerful ferocious corpse refined by the ancestor of Yiling back then, and it made the Dao Alliance fearful!"

"General Bai!"

"It is rumored that it is mentally retarded and has only the intelligence of a child of a few years old. It is extremely easy to be controlled by others."

"Whoever gets it will have invincible capital that dominates the world."

After hearing what Ximen Chuisha said, the people in the team behind him all became jealous in an instant.

A demon emperor level combat power.

Who doesn’t want to take control with their own hands?

If you get it, wouldn't you be the king in minutes?

It can be said that this is much more tempting than the invisible Yinhu Talisman.

You must know that half of the fame of the ancestors of Yiling was due to General Bai's brutal killing. Take the battle of Mass Graves as an example, nearly 90% of the people died at its hands.

Hearing the news, he was frightened, and he was an extremely ferocious soldier.

The crowd was in a commotion.

"Brother Ximen, do you really mean what you say?"

"It is said that when the ancestor of Yiling died, wasn't General Bai jointly captured by several major Dao League families and imprisoned in the deepest part of Huntian Prison?"

"How could it be here?"

Hearing everyone's doubts, Ximen Chuisha suddenly became unhappy. He snorted coldly: "You country bumpkins, don't you know that a group of lawless elements went to rob the prison not long ago, but General Bai escaped!"

"The direction in which it escaped was the Yiling Mountains."

Everyone gradually became convinced of Ximen Chuisha's words. After all, Ximen Chuisha had no reason to deceive them.

"You can obviously take advantage of such a huge benefit, so why did you call us?"

Among the crowd, there was a fat monk who sounded wary.

Ximen Chuisha knew that these people were not easy to fool, so he explained: "To be honest with you, in fact, none of the people I sent here to capture General Bai a few days ago came back alive."

"So the purpose of inviting you all here is to prepare everyone to work together to capture General Bai. There is strength in numbers!"

"Hahaha, Ximen Chuisha, are you kidding me?"

"No one in the world knows how terrifying General Bai is. One person can defeat thousands of troops. He is a demon emperor with combat power. Even the Dao Alliance paid a heavy price to capture him."

"The four major families publicly sentenced it to death, and struck it with thunder for several days and nights. Not even the King Quan Sword could hurt it in the slightest. In the end, it was found that there was nothing that could be done against it."

"How can you capture such a unique and ferocious weapon?"

"Are you risking your life to catch him?"

The people summoned by Ximen Chuisha were naturally not fools. Some of them saw the clues at a glance.

Even Shitang and Chi Huo glanced at Ximen Chuisha with unkind expressions, wondering if he had ulterior motives.

Having been around the world for many years, these people are not stupid at all.