Master Guoshi's rebirth daily

"Then simply, save your life!"

Hearing a shout, the four of them rushed towards Jiang Yizhi with hostility on their faces.

Jiang Yizhi's face turned cold in an instant. Ever since he became a national teacher, even after he was reincarnated, he has always been the object of cautious flattery for showing his hands a little.When have they been so underestimated, is it because these people are simply too big, or they have other plans.

"boom--"

The purple qi in the dantian suddenly flowed, gathered on the right hand, directed at the four people who were rushing forward, with a fierce wave, the purple qi turned into a fierce air knife, and hit them straight, and then smashed heavily On the four grieving ghosts who were caught off guard.

The scene in front of him was not like the four grieving ghosts that Jiang Yizhi had imagined were cut in half by the air knife or flew out backwards with qi and blood boiling. On the contrary, the moment the air knife was about to touch their bodies A golden light suddenly burst out from their soul bodies, and collided with the attacking air knife, sparking sparks one after another.

However, in just a few breaths, the air knife became invisible and disappeared into the air, and the golden light circulating on the opponent's body dissipated immediately.

But the figures of the few people were only slightly stagnant. Seeing this scene, they were overjoyed, and then sped up and rushed towards Jiang Yizhi.

The middle-aged man in the lead clenched his hands into fists, making a posture of a critical strike, and was about to rush to Jiang Yizhi.

Jiang Yizhi raised his hand, and a streak of purple energy gathered in his palm again, subconsciously going to meet him.

But at this time, the middle-aged man smiled coldly, and then he opened his fist and raised his palm, holding a small porcelain bottle with his strength and shooting towards Jiang Yizhi. The moment he was about to approach Jiang Yizhi, the porcelain bottle It exploded suddenly, and the strong wind engulfed the white powder and instantly obliterated Jiang Yizhi.

Jiang Yizhi only felt a tightness in his chest, and the purple energy in his palm instantly dissipated and rushed back to his dantian.Immediately, a layer of white soft light covered Jiang Yizhi's dantian, tightly locking the purple energy in the dantian.

Jiang Yizhi raised his head fiercely, his pupils shrank slightly: "Suo Ling San—"

The middle-aged man turned around and settled on the ground. Hearing Jiang Yizhi's words, he smiled coldly and said, "So he's a smart guy! Boy, if we don't have such a hole card, how dare our brothers come out to mess around?"

As he spoke, he rolled up the sleeve on his left hand, and the black ghostly aura on his body quickly surged towards his fist, glowing with a strange black light.He loosened his wrist, and said in a sharp tone, "It just happens to teach you what it means to know that the sky is high and the earth is thick. There are people outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people!"

As soon as the words fell, the four resentful ghosts flickered like figures, and in the blink of an eye, they rushed to Jiang Yizhi's body. The four of them rose into the air, raised their fists high, and shot at him in unison.

Jiang Yizhi's face ached slightly from the blowing wind. He raised his eyes and faced the naked ferocity on the middle-aged man's face.

Jiang Yizhi took a deep breath, and immediately made up his mind.Flipping the palm of his hand, a dagger appeared in the palm of his right hand. Could it be the Yuchang Sword he got from Dashi Village Chief Shengzi back then.

Even if this thing is not driven by spiritual energy, it is still a rare treasure, otherwise how could it be listed among the top ten famous swords in the Hua Kingdom.

His pupils tightened suddenly, the corners of his mouth curled up, his body bowed, and he rushed straight to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man felt a sense of vigilance in his heart, and he raised his fist and slammed at the oncoming cold blade in Jiang Yi's hand.

"boom--"

There was a muffled sound, and the middle-aged man's eyes widened. He watched the sharp blade pierce the ghostly aura covering his fist, and then sliced ​​off his entire palm from his wrist.

But he obviously underestimated Jiang Yizhi's speed, and hit the target with one blow, but the blade didn't stop, and swept towards the middle-aged man's neck.

A cold light flashed by——

Jiang Yizhi nimbly dodged the fists of the other two, but was punched on the arm by the little grudge who was chasing him from behind.

Jiang Yizhi's complexion changed drastically, and he could barely hold the Yuchang Sword in his hand.

Forcibly standing still, he tightly clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand, and managed to calm down the surging blood in his chest. He looked back and saw that there was only one body floating in mid-air, his head fell to the ground, and his eyes were shining. An unbelievable middle-aged man.

The other party trembled and looked at Jiang Yizhi in a daze.

Jiang Yizhi sneered and said, "I'll also teach you what it means that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse!"

Before the words fell, the middle-aged man's body turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated in the air, leaving only a black wooden sign and a bronze plate of the same color on the ground.

This, this is the soul flying away!

The remaining three resentful ghosts trembled, looking at Jiang Yizhi, who was a little pale but full of energy, panicked.

The little man came back to his senses just now, barely suppressed the panic in his heart, gritted his teeth and said, "We can't retreat, brother can't die in vain, we can't just go back and walk around."

He looked at Jiang Yizhi, his eyes were fierce: "I don't believe it, I punched him so hard just now, this kid really has nothing to do, he must be holding on to trick us into retreating!"

Jiang Yizhi didn't change his face, and looked straight at the little man.

The other party spit on the ground that didn't exist, and said, "Come on, today's business is not over..."

Seeing this, the other two looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and rushed up after the little man.

Jiang Yizhi loosened his fingers, raised the Yuchang sword in his hand, and rushed towards the little man.

It's just that the other party has become alert at this moment, and Jiang Yizhi can't win by surprise again. For a while, one person and three ghosts are fighting hard.

But Jiang Yizhi was wounded after all, and he knew that he must not drag on like this, otherwise the one who retreated in the end would definitely be the talented him.

Jiang Yizhi's eyes flashed, and he became cruel again.

Facing the small man who was rushing towards him, Jiang Yizhi made a dodge and avoided his fist, but at the next moment, his arms fell back, revealing a flaw in his waist and abdomen.

The other party's eyes lit up, and he was really fooled.

All I saw was the little man swinging his left fist, thinking about Jiang Yizhi's waist and abdomen.

"Boom..."

He only heard Jiang Yizhi groan, ignoring the blood in his throat, his arms quickly moved forward, his left hand was stuck on the little man's wrist, and his right hand held the dagger against his neck.

"Die!" Jiang Yizhi growled and said, with a swipe of his right hand, the captured soul body instantly dissipated in the air.

Jiang Yizhi turned his head and stared coldly at the remaining two complaining ghosts, as if to say who is next?

The two resentful ghosts took a step back in unison, looked at each other subconsciously, saw the same fear in each other's eyes, gritted their teeth, raised their sleeves, waved their hands, a vortex suddenly appeared on the ground, and the two quickly moved towards the vortex One of them disappeared instantly.

Jiang Yizhi half knelt on the ground with a plop, clutched his chest, and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

Sure enough, he bet right!

Guan Zhiye, who only dared to hide far away behind a big tree, saw the scene in front of him, came out from behind the big tree in a hurry, ran to Jiang Yizhi's side staggeringly, and asked anxiously: "Jiang Yizhi ...Master Jiang, are you alright?"

Jiang Yizhi put his hands on Guan Zhiye, and it took him a long time to recover, and said weakly, "Go, get me a bucket of rooster blood."

"Okay, okay!" Guan Hong, who was following Guan Zhiye, heard this, stopped quickly, and ran back. He bought the chicken blood just now at a nearby chicken farm, and the roosters there seemed to be pretty Many.

Let's say that the two grieving ghosts here ran back to the underworld in a panic, found Guan Qian's residence secretly, and prostrated themselves on the ground as soon as they entered the door: "Guan, Mr. Guan..."

Guan Qian put down the writing brush in his hand, and when he saw someone coming, he immediately stood up from the chair, walked to the two of them in three or two steps, lifted the skirt of one of them and asked, "How is the matter going?"

The grieving ghost caught by him trembled all over and dared not speak.

Guan Qian's heart tightened, and he suddenly asked, "Where are your two older brothers?"

The resentful ghost burst into tears immediately, and wailed, "Master Guan, my two elder brothers were killed by that little bastard that Guan Zhiye brought over."

Guan Qian was in a trance, and said hurriedly: "Didn't I give you the God of Protection and the Suo Ling San? Why are you still losing?"

He loosened the skirt of the grieving ghost, pushed the person to the ground, stomped his feet, turned around and ran to the calligraphy and painting hanging beside the bookshelf, picked up the scroll, and pinched his hand quickly with both hands, only to see the flat area behind the scroll. A small square hole suddenly appeared on the wall, and a long wooden box was placed inside.

He opened the wooden box, revealing a sword.

Guan Qian picked up the sword and was about to go out in a hurry.

The resentful ghost on the ground subconsciously shouted: "Master Guan..."

Guan Qian's heart trembled, his footsteps faltered, and the anxiety in his heart disappeared instantly. He came back to his senses and said, "No, I can't go out in person. If it is exposed, I will not only get this body with great difficulty." The official uniforms that come here cannot be kept, and they may be sent to hell to be tortured."

He staggered to a nearby chair.

After a long time, a golden light burst out from his eyes, and he looked at the two grieving ghosts on the ground: "Tell me, what happened at that time?"

On the hill over there, Guan Hong ran over with a large bucket of chicken blood. He said out of breath, "Jiang, Master Jiang, we have it. Chicken blood—"

Jiang Yizhi sat cross-legged on the ground with a pale face, and motioned Guan Hong to put the plastic bucket on the ground.

"Oh, ok." Guan Hong hastily complied.

Jiang Yizhi asked him to help find a kettle.

Then he put the kettle into a plastic bucket, filled it with chicken blood, raised it above his head, and fell down.

Guan Hong opened his mouth, watching Jiang Yizhi repeat the action just now, hesitant to speak.

After repeating it seven or eight times, the air was filled with the smell of blood, and Jiang Yizhi's whole body had turned into a blood man before he gave up.

A layer of white powder precipitated from his body, mixed with foul-smelling plasma, the color was strange.

Suo Ling San was finally solved.

Jiang Yizhi immediately closed his eyes, channeled the purple qi in the dantian, and compressed the ghost qi raging in the meridians of his body to the dantian.

Five minutes later, when he opened his eyes again, Guan Hong who was beside him wisely prepared two buckets of clean water.

"Thank you!" Jiang Yizhi stood up from the ground, his complexion already getting better.

"Should be, should be." Guan Hong touched the hot sweat on his forehead.

After Jiang Yizhi roughly cleaned the blood on his body, he walked to the place where the two resentful ghosts were scattered, and picked up two wooden plaques and two bronze plaques respectively.

Take a look at the inscription on it.

A body protection card, and a pass order for the two worlds of yin and yang.

Jiang Yizhi tightly clenched the four cards in his hand, and said in a bitter voice, "Okay, very good."

After speaking, he walked to the altar with one missing leg, picked up the incense burner and talisman papers from the ground, and set them up.

Immediately, Zi Qi in Luck's dantian quickly slid his index finger on a piece of blank talisman paper.

In just the blink of an eye, the symbol was completed and the purple light burst forth.

Guan Hong and the others next to him subconsciously raised their hands to block the glare of the purple light, only to hear Jiang Yizhi shout violently: "Jiang Yizhi from the Taiyuan Gate ordered the Guan family who moved the king from the underworld to come and question him. As soon as this order is issued, The world of ten directions, up and down, empty space, everywhere, dare not to follow—"

Since the manager is invited not to come, then he has nothing to be polite about!