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deserted village.

Fu Yuanzhi bargained with the female ghost Bai Ying—in fact, Fu Yuanzhi just frightened this female ghost. He had abolished his own magic skills when he came out of the forbidden area, and of course he would not devour her soul again—but A mortal who became a ghost cultivator didn't understand these things, he thought he was a dual cultivator of Taoism and magic, so he was frightened into pear blossoms and rain.

Fu Yuanzhi couldn't bear it anymore, because he felt like a bully.

...You can't let Master know about this dark history!

"Forget it, don't cry, I'm not in a bad mood today, I can help you first." Fu Yuanzhi said nonsense seriously - he was going to help the female ghost first, because he wasn't sure what his master would leave him. What kind of magic circle is here, and what is the function of the magic circle, he does not guarantee that it can be repaired, let alone whether it will not be repaired, which will lead to worse results, such as faster spiritual energy dissipation.

But it must be the master's spiritual power, Fu Yuanzhi has confidence in his own judgment - the spiritual power of the master of Yunmeng, whoever has seen it once will never forget it, the master left in the memory of the demon. One knife, so shocking the momentum of the world, after restraining, the master can still smile so softly.

The lush flowers and plants on Yueqi Peak, the jumping and playing animals, and the barefooted master standing among them...

Fu Yuanzhi couldn't help laughing when he recalled, calmed down, and decided to help the female ghost clean up the dirty things left by the devil, and also to find other lost people by the way.

Even so, Fu Yuanzhi didn't completely trust this ghost cultivator who had been hiding in the wilderness for 50 years. He took out the spirit sword that Fairy Yanrong gave out when he went out, and said, "I have to guarantee that you won't harm me. Why don't we sign a contract with you?" a contract."

"Contract?" The female ghost Bai Ying was a little at a loss, "What is that?"

"It's like a house deed and a land deed, except that we use our own spiritual power to sign it. I will use this spirit sword to protect you. You can temporarily become a sword spirit in my sword. Although it is not very free, the spirit sword cast by the Taoist can make you Your soul will not be touched by evil spirits, your mind will not be polluted by evil spirits, and you need to obey me during the duration of the contract." Fu Yuanzhi said, "Probably, just like you mortals have ordinary girls who go to rich people to work as maids, I am that employer, and you have to give me work."

Bai Ying hesitated for a moment: "Obey your words..."

Fu Yuanzhi also understood that this girl had already been deceived by the so-called Great God once, so he silently raised his hand, with spiritual power shining out of his palm, and the four light golden characters looked like a lonely lamp in the deserted village.

"This is the Taoist teaching set by my master." Fu Yuanzhi said, "Although I am not the orthodox way you usually perceive, I still agree with and firmly believe in these four words."

——do something about it.

These four words radiated a warm aura in his palm.

Bai Ying watched silently for a while, then nodded, and let Fu Yuanzhi sacrifice the contract, turning into a beam of light, and entering the spirit sword.

After having the sword spirit, an ordinary spirit sword becomes crystal clear and the blade is sharp, but it is a pity that Fu Yuanzhi appreciates it for a while, and then reluctantly withdraws the spirit sword - he is really not very good at swordsmanship, he has always been honest about this.

...Maybe in the future, I will concentrate on doing Dharma cultivation, stand far away, and be safe, and will not expose that I am a scum in hand-to-hand combat-although he really can't fight, but his airs are definitely good-looking, otherwise how could he be chosen by Fairy Yanrong? !

He kept his promise and helped the female ghost solve the remaining problems in the village. He returned to the place where he had dug out the human jar before, and used the secret techniques of the Fu family, as well as many of the tricks from the brainless former blood lord of the secret blood sect. Spells - I dare not use them when Fairy Yanrong is present, they are easy to be cleared - and sure enough, I found a few more human pots that are about to mature.

"This is the soul-refining sorcery of the Mystic Blood Sect." Fu Yuanzhi explained to the female ghost who didn't understand anything, "It's a very destructive spell. Raise it in a jar, and wrap it with the skin of this Taoist, use his own spiritual power to cover up the evil inside, so that this thing is not easy to be discovered and destroyed by the righteous way, and then buried like wine, waiting for resentment to ferment naturally."

"...Oh my God..." The female ghost couldn't help sobbing softly in fear.

"Are you afraid?" Fu Yuanzhi said, "I'm afraid, and I won't let them disappear."

Spiritual fire can cleanse away evil spirits, and the firewood of spiritual fire has never been fear of this kind of emotion.

Several human tanks were dug out and burned one after another. The human tanks that were not activated were easy to deal with. Fortunately, the people from the Mystic Blood Sect were not present, otherwise Fu Yuanzhi would not be able to guarantee victory.

It stands to reason that someone should be guarding by the side, Fu Yuanzhi thought about it, maybe this is also considered good luck.

A few human cans were very fresh, Fu Yuanzhi felt a little nervous, but he confirmed that he was not an acquaintance of Yunmeng Tiangong, so he relaxed a little, and then he also mourned for these poor people who had been interrupted in the fairyland for a moment.

"This is what sucks the spirit and soul of your village." Fu Yuanzhi dug up a jar, and there was a magic circle drawn with blood underneath, "Soul arresting circle."

A whole village... Fu Yuanzhi was a little sad. Although this village was not very diligent, like the mortals in the northern border, they did not work hard to live and study water conservancy and organ skills, but it was not to the point where it should be completely wiped out. Bar.

"You're angry." The female ghost Bai Ying reminded suddenly.

Fu Yuanzhi immediately collected his breath and concentrated his attention. The ghost cultivator had a stronger sense of the breath of the living than he did, so he listened to the female ghost and immediately hid his whereabouts. Sure enough, right after he hid, he felt a powerful force. fluctuations.

I saw a bright sword light in the dark forest, expanding from one line to one side, like a large piece of glass, refracting strong light, and suddenly shattered into thousands of sharp prisms.

"what--"

A scream echoed suddenly, Fu Yuanzhi held his breath, and saw a man in a blood-red robe fall from mid-air to the ground—Fu Yuanzhi sighed, and the hairs on the back of the female ghost Baiying stood up—if She still has a back—because the robe on the man is actually a normal brocade robe, which looks blood red because it is blood.

A bright sword landed with him, nailed straight to his shoulder, and nailed him to the ground.

"Where do you want to run?"

A cold and somewhat haughty voice came, and Fu Yuanzhi saw a man in a slim Taoist robe, with a jade crown and hair, decorated with jade tassels, and a light blue imprint on his forehead, which looked like a small sword , emitting glaze-colored brilliance, almost the same as the one stuck on the shoulder of the first person.

"Tell me, where did you take my Qiongshan disciple?" Jianxiu said angrily, "What a devil, you actually acted tough with me."

The devil on the ground looked pained and panicked, and kept shaking his head.

Huh?

Fu Yuanzhi clicked his tongue—what a coincidence, is this the sword cultivator of Qiongshan Sword Sect?The one on the ground... Yintang is black, it looks like an unlucky devil. The sword of Qiongshan Sword Sect is not easy to get out of its sheath, but sword cultivators usually use awe-inspiring spiritual power to raise their swords, which is the nemesis of devils.

"Who is peeping in the dark?"

Before Fu Yuanzhi made his next move, the sword cultivator turned around extremely sharply, his gaze was as sharp as his sword, and it could be seen that the sword cultivator was angry now, so Fu Yuanzhi stood up decisively , saluted respectfully, said:

"Fu Yuanzhi, a disciple of Yunmeng Tiangong, has seen the seniors. The disciples, teachers, brothers and sisters came to meet the seniors of the Qiongshan Sword Sect, but they ran into a demon here and got separated from others. I just heard that Hearing the sound, the disciple was so dull that he didn't realize it was senior, and was worried that it was a powerful demon, so he hid."

The fierce sword intent circled Fu Yuanzhi twice, and then the sword repairer's face softened a lot, and he nodded slightly: "I am the younger brother of the sword master of Qiongshan, so I am your elder, don't be afraid, you just follow me!" Don't run around by my side, let's find others together."

The younger brother of Sword Master Qiongshan?

The junior martial uncle who has recently gained fame in the Qiongshan Sword Sect is very young and has a high seniority—because the Qiongshan Swordmaster publicly said that I dare not call myself his master, so I raised him as a junior. No need to use spiritual power, just swinging the sword with the physical body, one sword can cut through the flowing water.

"Hello, Uncle Master." Fu Yuanzhi's posture was decent and elegant, and he seemed to be very fond of Jianxiu.

The little uncle of the Qiongshan Sword Sect ignored the cunning devil who refused to explain anything, looked at the human pot that Fu Yuanzhi had dealt with earlier, and seemed more satisfied with the clear spirit fire, so he turned around and pointed Pointing to the devil on the ground who vented more than breathed in: "Secret Blood Sect, do you still meet? I'm afraid it will add chaos to this Daoist event."

Fu Yuanzhi glanced at it, and realized it—it was really lucky, no wonder no one was guarding the pot, it turned out that the little uncle Qiongshan chopped it all down!

——It seems that I am really anxious. I heard that Qiongshan Sword Master does not allow his disciples to use their swords casually.I heard that Qiongshan Sword Sect has many disciples, and now this uncle is the only one left. It is strange that he is not in a hurry, and the sword master is specialized in swordsmanship, and other spells are only learned roughly. Demons, it is inevitable that they will not be able to find a solution for a while, just look at Fairy Yan Rong.

"The disciple only dealt with these sorcerer creations. Fortunately, he didn't encounter any demon disciples from the Mystic Blood Sect." Fu Yuanzhi said, "I haven't asked for advice yet, my uncle's name?"

Fu Yuanzhi has always been a bit strange to the little martial uncle of the Qiongshan Sword Sect who cuts off the water with one sword. Why does everyone call him the sword master of the water cut off when they call him, but his real name is hidden like an ancient true immortal?

Speaking of which, very few people know the real name of Master Yunmeng... Fu Yuanzhi thought regretfully, not knowing the current master...

The junior uncle Qiongshan felt bad when he heard this question, the sword marks between his brows flickered, as if his heart was shaken.

"My surname is Lin, and I come from an ordinary world. You can call me Uncle Lin."

Fu Yuanzhi raised his eyebrows, and called out obediently and sensiblely: "Uncle Lin."

Hmm... Many people don't have to choose a name, just think about the girl named Xiaoyu in the Suiyu Club.

"Let's go." Lin Daochang drew his sword back, and by the way, he killed the demon who refused to say anything, and led Fu Yuanzhi to start looking for the rest.