ghost master

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Wang Xiaopang broke through to the sixth level of the Qi refining period at the end of the month. At the same time, Han Lin allowed him to announce the cultivation of the fifth level to the public. Obtaining spiritual stones there is an encouragement, and ordinary disciples need to obtain spiritual stones by receiving tasks. This rule seems unfair, but it is actually very motivating, because the disciples who focus on it will change at any time. Even if the spiritual root is inferior, as long as they show potential, they can still become the focus Pay attention to the object, and there are also people with good qualifications who are kicked out of it.

The Zongmen releases a focus list every six months, but Wang Xiaopang and Tian Zixuan don't bother to read it. One is self-conscious, and the other is urged to run away by ghosts, so they are always on that list.

When Wang Xiaopang thought that he could finally get the spirit stone, he was so happy, he led the fat girl with a rope all the way to the house of internal affairs at the outer door, humming a song he made up.

"My father~~my mother~~you are happy~~and healthy~~I am a pig~~I am..."

Han Lin slapped Wang Xiaopang on the head, "What are you singing, it's terrible."

Wang Xiaopang shut his mouth in embarrassment, feeling a little dissatisfied in his heart, thinking that his singing tune was quite gentle, better than his uncle's.

Wang Xiaopang's uncle likes to sing songs when he is working. Wang Xiaopang learned his uncle's way of entertaining himself after staying in the country for more than ten days.

Although he was put off by the ghost, Wang Xiaopang was still happy, he led the fat girl to the House of Internal Affairs, as a pig, the fat girl couldn't climb the stairs, so Wang Xiaopang picked her up.

"Niu'er, you're gaining weight again." Wang Xiaopang patted the fat girl's head, but in just one and a half months, the fat girl was three times bigger than when she was born, and her body was full of fat.

There were many people around the House of Internal Affairs, and those monks saw Wang Xiaopang climbing the steps with his pig in his arms, so they laughed at him: "Wang Xiaozhu, are you walking your wife?"

Wang Xiaopang has been in Snow Sky Sect for more than two years. Everyone has figured out his temperament. He is the kind of person who can be used to tease. So although everyone always teases him on weekdays, they actually like him in their hearts.

"You're just walking your wife!" Wang Xiaopang yelled at the man unhappily: "I'll beat you and I'll tell you!"

"come!"

Wang Xiaopang just said verbally that he really wanted to beat him up, so he hugged the fat girl, hummed and turned around, and went into the House of Internal Affairs.

The old man in charge of the House of Internal Affairs registered Wang Xiaopang, then gave him five pieces of low-grade spirit stones, squeezed his cheeks, and boasted with a smile: "Good boy, it took only two years to reach Qi Refining Five." Layer, you must be able to build a foundation at the age of 15."

After the old man finished speaking, he sighed again: "Our Xue Zun established the foundation at the age of 15, but it is a pity that he died under the thunder disaster. God is really jealous of talents."

Wang Xiaopang quietly looked at Han Lin beside him, and saw that he was indifferent and indifferent to the old man's words, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the master has no feelings. If it were him to hear others lamenting his death, he would feel extremely uncomfortable.

Carrying the fat girl out of the House of Internal Affairs, Wang Xiaopang walked down the mountain. Except for the rest day, he can go down the mountain. If he breaks through the cultivation level, Han Lin is also allowed to take a day off.

After leaving the sect, Wang Xiaopang was walking in the woods, stopped when he passed a elm tree, picked a large bag of elm leaves and put them in a storage bag, intending to take them home and try to cook them, then Another weasel was killed by lightning, and he planned to take it down the mountain and sell it for money.

Wang Xiaopang walked and stopped all the way, picking wild fruits and spring bamboo shoots for a while, collecting all edible things on the side of the road. Just as he climbed to a tree to steal bird eggs, a colorful butterfly flew past him and scattered. Fluorescent a little.

Wang Xiaopang held the egg and looked over, his eyes lit up, while Han Lin narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Master! That butterfly is so beautiful!" Wang Xiaopang exclaimed, he had never seen such a beautiful butterfly, like a dream.

"Follow." Han Lin calmly ordered, he recognized the butterfly, Lin Xiyuan's spirit beast.

"Oh!" Wang Xiaopang is a playful person. When he saw such a beautiful butterfly, he naturally wanted to catch it, so he threw the bird's egg in his hand into the storage bag, and jumped off the tree more than five meters high. He picked up the fat girl and chased after her.

The colorful butterfly was circling around in the woods with its fluorescent light, Wang Xiaopang chased after him with his pig in his arms, tried to pounce on the butterfly a few times, but all of them were in vain.

It is impossible for ordinary butterflies to escape his capture, so Wang Xiaopang saw the signs: "Master, is this butterfly a spirit beast?"

"Yeah." Han Lin glanced at Wang Xiaopang coldly: "You see it now?"

Wang Xiaopang hugged the fat girl with one hand and scratched the back of his head with the other, and explained awkwardly: "I haven't seen it in the spirit beast illustration book."

"Of course there are no spirit beasts in the illustrated book, because it has no fixed form." Han Lin explained to Wang Xiaopang naturally: "This spirit beast is called phantom spirit. Even more rare, it can be transformed into everything in the world, animals, plants, stones, flames, and even people."

Wang Xiaopang was stunned when he heard this, he never thought that there is such a wonderful spiritual thing in this world, and because of this, he wanted to catch it even more in his heart, so he rushed towards the colorful butterfly, but the butterfly was flexible Turning around, he easily dodged.

"Don't think about it, this spirit beast has already recognized its owner." Han Lin reminded Wang Xiaopang: "And you have also met its owner."

"I've seen it?" Wang Xiaopang was about to ask Han Lin, when a butterfly flying close to the ground suddenly slammed into a pile of rocks on the ground, Wang Xiaopang uttered "Be careful!", but the butterfly pierced into a stone gone.

Wang Xiaopang stopped holding the fat girl. He looked down at the ordinary stone, and then looked up at Han Lin.

"Go in." Han Lin said, and under Wang Xiaopang's gaze, it turned into a puff of smoke and floated into the stone.

"Master!" Wang Xiaopang wanted to reach out to grab Han Lin, but unfortunately he couldn't, so he stood silently in front of the small stone and hesitated.

Yes, that stone is very small, like a baby's fist, and it is extremely inconspicuous among the surrounding stones. If it had a door, then Dawang Xiaopang would try to go in, but how could he get in such a small stone?

The soles of his shoes are wider than this stone.

Wang Xiaopang, who didn't know how to get in, squatted down with the fat girl in his arms, and tried to poke a finger at the small stone, but his fingertips didn't touch anything. Liang, by the time he realized it, he was already in an elegant bamboo forest courtyard.

Good, great!

Wang Xiaopang stood excitedly in the small courtyard of the bamboo forest, knowing that this was the "mustard seed mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard mustard" in the book.

Who would have thought that there was such a small bamboo forest hidden in a pile of finely broken rocks?

There was no one in the yard, the door was open, and Han Lin's voice came from inside the room.

"What does it do?" Han Lin's voice was as cold and ruthless as ever.

"I can see through all illusions, including phantom formations, disguised people, and hidden cultivation." A man replied, his voice was clear and slightly familiar.

Wang Xiaopang hugged the fat girl and walked slowly towards the house, then poked his head into the house quietly, and saw two men in the clean and tidy wooden house, Han Lin standing and Lin Xiyuan sitting.

Although Wang Xiaopang had met Lin Xiyuan before, they didn't spend much time together, and they had been separated for more than a year, so they couldn't help but feel strange when they met him, so they walked in shyly.

"Uncle Lin." Wang Xiaopang greeted Lin Xiyuan shyly holding the fat girl.

Han Lin looked down at him and scolded him, "Don't act like a little girl."

"Where do I have it?!" Wang Xiaopang looked up at Han Lin.

"Then why are you twitching?" Han Lin looked at Wang Xiaopang's pink face, not very happy.

Wang Xiaopang didn't say a word, but raised his chin and straightened his chest, putting on a serious look of "I'm a man, not a little girl".

Lin Xiyuan, who was sitting on the bamboo chair, laughed softly: "The relationship between you father and son is still so good."

Han Lin was used to Lin Xiyuan's indecency, but Wang Xiaopang blushed and explained, "Uncle Lin, he is not my father, he is my master."

"Teacher for one day and father for life, why isn't he your father?" Lin Xiyuan teased Wang Xiaopang, leaving Wang Xiaopang speechless.

At this time, Wang Xiaopang felt something moving his feet under the table, so he looked down and found that it was a grass-green pig.

Green pig!Wang Xiaopang was immediately attracted by the pig, and at the same time remembered that when he first met Lin Xiyuan, he saw a pink rabbit there.

Han Lin's words suddenly came out of Wang Xiaopang's head:

This spirit beast is called Phantom Spirit, which was born from heaven and earth like Thunder Spirit, but it is even more rare than Thunder Spirit. It can transform into all things in the world, including animals, plants, stones, flames, and even people.

Wang Xiaopang vaguely guessed something, so he bent down and put the fat girl in his arms on the ground, letting it play with the little green pig.

While Wang Xiaopang was squatting on the ground and playing with the two pigs, Han Lin continued to talk with Lin Xiyuan about the topic just now.