Siheyuan: Sister was sold after returning from famine

"Master, don't be anxious. I haven't told you my plan yet!" Ye Tiancheng handed a cup of hot water to his master.

He had prepared this in advance and kept it in the kettle in space.

Huang Mingyuan took a sip of the spiritual spring water and felt much more relaxed all over.

"Master, this island is mine now. I want to establish a sect here. Now I need disciples with spiritual roots. Please help me find some people with spiritual roots to come and practice." Ye Tiancheng said.

"Come here, have you really controlled the ghost fog here?" Huang Mingyuan had just sobered up and it took him a long time to figure things out.

"Master, wait a minute. I'll show you something." Ye Tiancheng said as he gave an order to the willow leaf that controlled the dead man's head.

After a while.

A black aura gathered at the door of the bar.

After a while, a handsome man with black eyes, lips, nails, and clothes appeared.

Huang Mingyuan was startled.

"Master, this is the ghost king who sucked all the people on the island dry."

A real ghost, a living ghost.

Huang Mingyuan's anus tightened, this time he was really scared.

He stood up and hid behind his apprentice tremblingly.

"Master, don't be afraid. He obeys me now. As long as I give the order, he can open the door and let people in." Ye Tiancheng explained.

"Really?" Huang Mingyuan asked tentatively.

This is too big a deal, and the old man can hardly accept it.

"Of course it's true. From now on, let him guard the island and prevent anyone from coming in. He is now equivalent to a barrier that prevents outsiders from entering casually." Ye Tiancheng explained very patiently.

Huang Mingyuan seemed to understand but not quite.

But he knew something now.

My disciple has great ambitions.

It was so big that even his master was a little scared.

Can you imagine that this little apprentice of his occupied an island?

And the island is about the same size as a small province.

The young disciple also wants to open a sect on the island.

"Disciple, tell Master what inheritance you have received and what kind of sect you want to establish?"

"The Immortal Sect is a sect for cultivating immortals. Master, the medical skills we are learning are also immortal skills. Only people with spiritual roots can practice them." Ye Tiancheng said as he took out a small spirit-testing plate.

This is a specially made spirit-testing plate that requires a drop of blood for testing.

"Master, please look...

As Ye Tiancheng spoke, he dropped a drop of blood on the spirit-testing plate.

A blue lightning suddenly appeared on the spirit-testing plate.

The needle on the compass also began to move, and finally stopped at the number sixty.

Grade sixty, thunder attribute spiritual root.

He deliberately controlled the compass to stop at sixty.

Because the quality of his spiritual roots cannot be measured by the spiritual test disk now.

"Master, you see the color above represents the attribute. The current color is very similar to thunder and lightning. I have a thunder attribute spiritual root, and the grade is eighty, which is a very good grade." After Ye Tiancheng finished speaking, he motioned for his master to drop a drop as well.

Huang Mingyuan took the compass, then stretched out his finger and let Ye Tiancheng prick his finger with the silver needle.

Ye Tiancheng changed a silver needle and gave it a prick.

Mortals generally do not have spiritual roots.

Ye Tiancheng had already figured out how to explain to his master what happened when no light appeared.

What he didn't expect was that after the master's blood was dripped on it, a green light appeared.

Wood attribute, the final value is above nine.

Damn...

Master actually has spiritual roots.

I'll be a good boy.

Isn’t it said that among a thousand or even ten thousand people on earth, there may not be one person with spiritual roots?

It’s just that the spiritual root qualification is a bit too low.

If there are only nine, then I need to find a way to ask the master to improve the quality of my spiritual roots.

"Disciple, is this a spiritual root of wood attribute? Is the number nine too low? You can get sixty, so how could I get nine? I have told your fortune and you have no destiny with Xuanmen. When I was a child, your master's grandfather told me my fortune and said that I was born to be a disciple of Xuanmen. Disciple, I am not bragging. Back then, your master was a spiritual child that all the major Taoist sects were vying to accept as their disciple." Huang Mingyuan said proudly.

After hearing his master's explanation, Ye Tiancheng felt that it was no wonder that his master had spiritual roots.

Apart from anything else, his master is really good at fortune-telling.

He also began to believe what his master said, that he was a spiritual child that all families fought over when he was a child.

The master had also told such rumors before, but he didn't really believe it at the time.

I didn't expect it to be true.

"Master, don't worry. The level of your spiritual roots can be improved. I will find you some treasures that can improve your spiritual roots later." Ye Tiancheng hurriedly comforted Huang Mingyuan, who was hurt.

"Disciple, do you want me to use this compass to find disciples with spiritual roots? How many do you need? How should I bring them over?" Huang Mingyuan asked.

"Master, I have thought it through for you. Take the compass back and tell the stationed leaders that you have found the secret method to enter the island. Tell them that as long as you have spiritual roots, you can go to the island. I have made two of these spirit-testing plates. You keep one for yourself and hand in the other. Let the people above help you find someone with spiritual roots."

Huang Mingyuan felt that his apprentice's plan was indeed feasible.

But as for the origin of the spirit-telling plate, he had to make up a story on his own.

"Disciple, can you let the ghost fog act with me? I will go back to the big ship by the sea now. When we get to the seashore, you can let the ghost fog chase me. Let the people waiting on the big ship see me using the spirit-testing disk to kill people in all directions, and make the ghost fog disperse again and again." Huang Mingyuan said.

"Master, you are really good at having fun. Okay, let's go now." Ye Tiancheng said and left the bar.

Then the two of them rode the crane to the place where they parked the car yesterday.

Then Huang Mingyuan drove to the beach.

What Huang Mingyuan didn't expect was that at this time, Hu Fei had already rowed his boat towards the shore.

Behind him were two disciples.

You came at the right time.

Huang Mingyuan stopped the car and stood on the shore waiting for the ghost fog to come.

One minute later.

A dozen human figures transformed from ghost mist appeared in front of Huang Mingyuan.

Huang Mingyuan fought and retreated at the same time, and from time to time he used the spirit-detecting plate to illuminate the ghost fog while retreating.

As long as the human-shaped ghost fog is illuminated, it will dissipate immediately.

As soon as Taoist Hu Fei got off the boat, he saw this terrifying scene.

A dozen ghosts chased Huang Mingyuan.

The two Taoist boys were so frightened when they saw a dozen or so human-shaped ghost mists floating in the air that their legs went limp.

"Hu Fei, get on the boat quickly and run away. There is a lot of ghost fog here..." Huang Mingyuan shouted loudly.

While shouting, he used the spirit-detecting plate to shine on a ghost.

Wave...the ghost fog dissipated like a bubble.

After beating up five or six of them in a row, the ghost fogs seemed to be frightened and ran away.

Huang Mingyuan ran quickly towards the beach.

Hu Fei is still very loyal and is actually waiting for him.

After Huang Mingyuan got on the boat, Hu Fei couldn't help but ask, "Master Huang, who was that just now?"