ghost master

After Xiao Qisheng took Xiao Yulan back, he immediately held an emergency meeting with the main figures of the Xiao family. They didn't expect that Han Lin still existed! His existence meant that they could no longer follow the original plan.

Although Han Lin is just a ghost now, he can be said to be a legendary figure in this generation of cultivating immortals. He is a genius who has reached the realm of transforming gods in only 400 years! In addition, Wang Xiaopang is also a potential seedling, and has According to Han Lin's guidance, even if he can't achieve Han Lin's achievements in the future, he can still become a Nascent Soul cultivator properly. Therefore, several big figures in the Xiao family thought about it, and felt that with Han Lin and Wang Xiaopang, snow Tianzong can't be bullied anymore. What if they restore Xuetianzong in the future? It will be difficult for them to come to the Xiao family to settle accounts.

So the Xiao family decided to come up with a beauty trick to win over the master and apprentice. Although Han Lin was dead, considering that he could possess Wang Xiaopang, the Xiao family resolutely offered Xiao Hongying as well. , for their master and apprentice to play together.

Han Lin is a serious and upright person, so he naturally couldn't imagine what kind of dirty ideas Xiao Qisheng had in offering two daughters at once. He only thought that he was giving them to Wang Xiaopang as wives and concubines, so he looked coldly at Wang Xiaopang who was floating beside him. fat.

"Do you want it?" Han Lin asked him, although he was asking, but if Wang Xiaopang said yes, then he, his apprentice, could not.

Wang Xiaopang hadn't recovered from Xiao Yulan's betrayal yet, his face was full of depression and melancholy, he didn't look at the two girls not far away, but silently leaned on "my" back.

"Don't..." Wang Xiaopang buried his face in the back of "myself", and his voice was muffled, with a bit of crying: "From now on, I will only listen to you, Master... I will only listen to you..."

Han Lin was quite satisfied with his answer, but he didn't intend to forgive Wang Xiaopang for this. This incident has made him fundamentally realize that no matter how talented he is, he has a head like a pig.

Han Lin then looked at Xiao Qisheng coldly: "No need, the daughters of the Xiao family are all 'shocked as heavenly beings', my apprentice is not worthy, you should keep it to yourself."

After Han Lin finished speaking, he turned his head and left, leaving Xiao Qisheng with an unwilling face and Xiao Yulan who couldn't help crying.

As for Xiao Hongying...

"What are you laughing at?" Xiao Qisheng angrily scolded his little granddaughter who has always been fond of him: "I still don't help your sister in."

"Oh." Xiao Hongying didn't dare to snicker anymore, but before helping Xiao Yulan in, she turned her head to look in the direction Wang Xiaopang and the others left, her eyes sparkling.

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Out of the Xiao family's sphere of influence, Han Lin took Wang Xiaopang to a remote mountain, and then returned his body to him.

As soon as Wang Xiaopang returned to his body, he felt severe pain, and couldn't help vomiting another mouthful of blood, which made Han Lin frown.

"Can you bear this pain?"

With tears in his eyes, Wang Xiaopang wiped the blood from his mouth with his sleeve, only feeling that there was a fire burning inside his body, which made him very uncomfortable: "It hurts..."

"Did the deity snort when he possessed you?" Han Lin said coldly. He wanted to possess Wang Xiaopang again to help him get rid of the cold in his body, so that he could run his spiritual power to heal his injuries smoothly, but changed his mind. Thinking about it, Wang Xiaopang was so useless probably because he was used to it, so he let it go and let Wang Xiaopang feel the pain.

"Give me the secret treasure of the sect." Han Lin stretched out his hand to Wang Xiaopang, Wang Xiaopang endured the pain and obediently handed over the storage bag hanging on his waist, only to see that Han Lin took the storage bag and left directly.

"Go to Lingzong after the injury is healed." Han Lin's indifferent voice came from the cool air, Wang Xiaopang sat on the grass and raised his head to see him go away without looking back, his heart suddenly felt desolate.

Master just left... leaving the seriously injured self here alone...

Although he was no longer a child, Wang Xiaopang still couldn't restrain his sadness. He rubbed his nose with his bloody sleeves, then crossed his legs and began to meditate to heal his injuries.

Since the meridians near the back were still frozen, Wang Xiaopang couldn't move his spiritual energy, so he could only bear the pain and use the only remaining spiritual power in his dantian to dredge the tendons.

Because he wanted to catch up with Han Lin quickly, Wang Xiaopang meditated day and night, and he didn't care if it rained a lot during the period, but it took him many days to completely heal all the frozen tendons. The pulse was opened.

How much time has passed? Wang Xiaopang lay in a daze in the slightly damp woods. This was not the first time he had practiced so much that he ignored the day and night, but it was the first time he had forgotten the time and there was no one around him to remind him.

It may have been half a month.Wang Xiaopang climbed up exhausted, tried his best to keep up his spirits and continued to meditate. Fortunately, after the meridians were opened, he was able to run the exercises smoothly, and his head that had become groggy due to too much effort was also nourished by the spiritual energy Gradually became clearer.

I don't know how long it has passed, Wang Xiaopang felt that his body was not so painful, so he set out on the road with his sword, and headed for the Lingyuzong at the fastest speed. If he guessed correctly, the Xuetianzong should be in Han Lin Under the orders of the master, he temporarily took refuge in the Lingling Sect.

Sure enough, after Wang Xiaopang arrived at Yulingzong, he felt Han Lin and saw a few people from Xuetianzong.

The Taoist robes of Xuetianzong are snow white, while those of Yulingzong are made of dark green, so the two sects are easy to distinguish. Wang Xiaopang scanned around with his spiritual sense, and counted carefully. There were only a dozen people in Zong, and he couldn't help feeling sad, so sad that he wanted to cry.

Probably because of such a major event as the Demon Cultivator attacking the Snow Heaven Sect, there were quite a few Foundation Establishment cultivators patrolling the skies above the Lingling Sect, so Wang Xiaopang flew to a cultivator, enduring the pain in his heart and asked him: "This Daoist?" Friends, where is the residence of Snow Sky Sect?"

Wang Xiaopang found that the Xuetianzong disciples in the Lingling Sect were scattered. Although he knew Han Lin's location, it was probably because he felt ashamed. He would be a little afraid to see him, so he wanted to go to Xuetian first. Zong's resident report.

The monk knew Wang Xiaopang, and he answered him politely: "Snow Heaven Sect's residence is in Iceland, doesn't Fellow Daoist Xuexian know?"

Wang Xiaopang was stunned when he heard the words: "Isn't the Xue Tianzong's residence here?"

The monk smiled: "Even if our Spirit Controlling Sect wants to take in the Snow Sky Sect, but our sect's spiritual veins are so big, how can there be a place with enough spiritual energy to house the Snow Sky Sect? And so many people poured in all at once. It will alarm the mortals nearby. Your Snow Heaven Sect has withdrawn to Iceland, which has always been your reserve base."

It was the first time Wang Xiaopang had heard that the Snow Sky Sect had a reserve base, but he was relieved to know that the Snow Sky Sect hadn't stationed here, which meant that the surviving sect disciples were not the only ones.

Wang Xiaopang asked the other party some more questions, and then he learned that there were more than [-] people in the Snow Sky Sect alive. Fairy Zishan led them to the reserve base, and the people who are currently staying in the Lingling Sect followed Han Yufei. To discuss the attack of the Fiend Blood Sect.

Wang Xiaopang thanked the monk, and then went to look for Han Lin with a nervous heart. Han Lin was in Yutian Temple of Yulingzong, which was not accessible to ordinary people, but Wang Xiaopang was Lin Xiyuan's doing. Nephew, of course, went in without hindrance.

Because he was a little afraid of facing Han Lin, Wang Xiaopang concealed his aura. Although he knew that it was meaningless to do so, he still walked lightly and held his breath, and walked to Han Lin's place full of nervousness. outside of the house.

Han Yufei was also there, and Wang Xiaopang quietly poked his head out from the door, only to see Han Yufei was talking to Han Lin, wearing a black blindfold that was exactly the same as his on his left eye.

"Master, the sect suffered heavy losses. Is it really okay for us to counterattack so quickly?" Han Yufei sat on a mahogany chair with a map in front of him. Since Han Lin was floating, he had to look up at him.

Although Wang Xiaopang was a certain distance away from them, Wang Xiaopang could still clearly see Han Yufei's shining eyes looking at Han Lin with absolute respect and admiration.

"It's just to take advantage of the fact that the Blood Sect has not established a firm foothold in our territory. Otherwise, when we recover, the other party will also take root in our place." Han Lin said with a frown.

Han Yufei thought about it, and felt that what Han Lin said was reasonable, so he nodded: "Okay, I'll contact other sects and ask for their assistance. By the way, I'll see if the Buddhist League can help."

"Yes." Han Lin recognized Han Yufei's ability to handle affairs, and immediately handed over the matter to him with confidence.

After discussing things, just when Han Lin wanted to turn his head to look at Wang Xiaopang who was hiding outside the door, Han Yufei spoke again.

"Master."

"Huh?" Han Lin looked at Han Yufei indifferently.

"Can I touch you?" Han Yufei asked, looking straight at the translucent Han Lin.

Han Lin was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "Of course."

The corner of Han Yufei's mouth raised a shallow smile, and slowly, as if touching something very sacred, he stretched out his hand towards Han Lin, but his hand passed through Han Lin's translucent soul body, what? None of them came across.

Although he knew it would be like this, Han Yufei still felt disappointed: "I can't touch it..."

"Of course." Han Lin had already taken lightly on the fact that he was dead now. Suddenly, he seemed to have noticed something, and turned his head to look at the door.

Han Yufei looked over, but found nothing.

"What is Master looking at?"

"..." Han Lin dropped his eyes in silence for a while, then turned his head back indifferently: "It's nothing."