Rebirth of the Peerless Immortal Master

Ghost stared at the spirit card with shortness of breath, his gaze almost crazy.

The moment the spirit tablet broke, the entire ancestral hall was so quiet that even the breathing of the two people seemed to have stopped.

A burst of dazzling orange light suddenly burst out from the broken part of the spirit card, and Dongfang Mianyang couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his eyes.

The spirit tablet on the stone platform vibrated as if feeling something, and in the sound of "da da da", the figures on the futon seemed to appear again, with a pair of angry eyes on their miserable faces, looking at Dongfang Mianyang seemed to be questioning why he released the ghost.

When Dongfang Mianyang opened his eyes again, a pair of cold hands pinched his neck. Looking up along the hands, he saw a malicious face, scarlet eyes with a bloodthirsty light, and evil spirits all over his body. soaring.

He tilted his head and looked at Dongfang Mianyang, with a mocking smile on his face: "You even believe the words of demons, are you filled with tofu dregs in your mind?"

At the juncture of life and death, Dongfang Mianyang was unexpectedly calm, "Anyway, there is no other better choice, it's just a gamble, but the stakes are higher, I can still afford to lose my life."

The demon sneered and increased the strength of his palm. Dongfang Mianyang soon felt the pain of suffocation. He couldn't breathe. His face turned from red to white, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes slowly closed.

If I had known that I would have fought hard from the beginning, in the final analysis I was too cowardly.Dongfang Mianyang smiled bitterly in his heart, which turned into a huge worry. If he died, what would Xiao Chuaner do?He is still so young...

But just a second before his consciousness fell into darkness, the demon let go of his hand.Seeing Dongfang Mianyang slipping and falling to the ground, curled up like a shrimp, clutching his neck and coughing heart-piercingly, his scarlet eyes were full of bad intentions, he seemed to enjoy the process of controlling other people's lives.

Demon ghost folded his hands on his chest, and said in a harsh tone, "Tsk tsk tsk, when did the Dongfang family become so useless?"

Dongfang Mianyang looked up at him, his eyes were dark, it seemed that a storm was brewing in it, was it really not strong enough?

"I never disdain to lie. What I said before is all true. You won the bet." The ghosts had had enough, and they stopped playing Dongfang Mianyang. The body is engraved with words, and there is a delicate ball hanging on the eight corners, which will make a crisp bell sound when shaken lightly.

Ghost's forehead was covered with cold sweat, half of the hand holding the merit pagoda was scorched black, and the other half was emitting the light of Buddha.

Dongfang Mianyang took over the Gongde Pagoda, thinking that the same thing would happen, but after getting it, it seemed to be weightless, and nothing like that happened.He looked up at Ghost in surprise, only to find that he was also staring at him with complicated eyes.

"The Gongde Pagoda has lost the judging pen and fell into a deep sleep. The judging pen... I didn't protect it well. Maybe you have to go to Dongfang Jue to get it back by yourself." Speaking of this, Ghost's eyes darkened a little, "I will I'm leaving here, and you can figure out what to do next."

"Then... maze?"

Ghost cast a sideways glance at him, "Little Mizhen, it's rare to live with someone from your Dongfang family?"

Dongfang Mianyang was choked and had nothing to say for a moment.

"I'll take you out." The demon ghost didn't show any demon moths after that, the black wide sleeves wrapped around Dongfang Mianyang, almost instantly, they reappeared on the mountain road where Dongfang Mianyang triggered the mechanism.

Before Dongfang Mianyang could wake up from the suffocating evil spirit of the demon, he was pushed away by him.

When Dongfang Mianyang, whose eyes were full of gold, finally came back to his senses, he saw a person standing in front of them.

He was a charming and flirtatious man, with bright red flowers embroidered on the black brocade robe, and a smile on his face.

As soon as the demon ghost saw him, the evil energy fluctuating all over his body became even more severe. His frightening face was gloomy like a thick layer of dark clouds on the horizon, his thin fingers were clenched tightly, and blue-white blood vessels emerged. From above, it looked even more terrifying.

Dongfang Mianyang immediately knew who he was.

Jiu Xiling, the national teacher of Xiazhou Kingdom, was once also known as Dongfang Jue.

Jiu Xiling didn't care about the ghost's hatred of wanting to eat him alive, but instead looked at Dongfang Mianyang, "According to seniority, you may have to call me old ancestor."

Dongfang Mianyang patted the dust on his body and stood up straight. Even though he looked a little embarrassed at this moment, he showed the most arrogant aura to face this opponent who had never shown himself, and he might be the only clan member.He said to Dongfang Jue unhurriedly: "You are a collateral lineage, and I am a direct lineage. You can't afford to be an old ancestor."

The smile on Dongfang Jue’s face didn’t change at all, as if he wasn’t the one who lost face. Facing Dongfang Mianyang’s straightforward provocation, he just nodded slightly and said “OK”, like a junior who was relieved to finally grow up Adult elders in general.

Then he turned his attention directly to the ghost, "It's been 600 years, ghost, do you still remember me as an old friend?"

"Remember, of course I remember!" Yao Gui couldn't restrain his inner anger anymore, his figure swelled up, his black robe rattled, and his whole body was like a cold black javelin, shooting towards Dongfang Juedian, " Every day and night for the past 600 years, I have been thinking about how to tear you into pieces!"

"Your temper really hasn't improved in 600 years." Jiu Xiling chuckled, and lightly pressed his white, jade-like palm forward, and the whole mountain began to vibrate. The building blocks were stacked layer by layer, easily blocking the ghost's way.

Feeling the overwhelming familiar aura that flooded the sky, Ghost immediately felt that it was the blood that had been forcibly stripped from his body. The overwhelming anger and humiliation had already burned his consciousness, and he roared angrily, The evil spirit around him surged again, and a phantom tens of meters high condensed behind him.

"Dongfang Jue, die—"

"It's heartbreaking to see old friends taking my life as soon as they meet."

Although he spoke lightly, Jiu Xiling's complexion immediately became serious after feeling the aura of burning jade and stone from Yaogui's body.

His lips moved silently, and the seals on his hands became faster and faster. Slowly, a phantom of the same height began to gather behind him. When the two phantoms collided, the mountains shook again. .

Perhaps it was because the battlefield here was too tight to let go, Jiu Xiling glanced at the ghost, turned into a streamer, and disappeared in place.Naturally, the demon ghost would not let him go, and turned into a black shadow, quickly chasing after him.

Dongfang Mianyang stood where he was, not knowing where to go for a while.

"Brother Dongfang."

He Shan's voice came from behind, Dongfang Mianyang turned around, looked at him vigilantly, and said in a certain tone, "You led me to the ghost."

"Yes, it's me."

"Jiu Xiling asked you to do this? Hmph, it's for the merit tower!"

He Shan smiled, "You already guessed that I cooperated with the National Teacher, didn't you?"

"Who is that man in black?" He Shan was not found to be poisoned during the drug test that day. From this, it can be seen that the man in black has an extraordinary relationship with him.

Sure enough, when asked about this, He Shan's eyes were tinged with sadness, "It's my father."

"Just for revenge?" Dongfang Mianyang felt that it was stupid for him to ask this, it was obvious, but he just wanted to ask if it was worth it.

He Shan's eyes were full of melancholy, and the smile at the corner of his mouth made him look like a fragile child. Although his appearance was ordinary, he was easy to win the favor of others, and Dongfang Mianyang had never been fooled by it.

Even, when the drug test failed him that day, for a moment, he was still willing to believe him.

"I grew up in Tianmo Cult since I was a child. The leader and the guardians on both sides treated me very well. My father told me that there are not only good people and bad people. Although they are called bad people or even devils by others, in my heart, They are the best people. My father said, if there is no leader, there will be no future genius doctor Hua Luoying, let alone me."

He Shan's voice was soft, as if he was sharing his past with a friend, with the unique sweetness and sadness of memories, "Just because of a magic skill that may become a hidden danger, those righteous martial arts have ruined the entire Tianmo sect! The leader and the others Even if they die, they will flog the corpse! And those people are just trying to stabilize their so-called righteous position! This is not fair! Have you seen the scar on my father's face? It was made by them tormented... ...How can you not hate me?"

"Master Dongfang, how can you tell me not to take revenge?"

The last sentence seemed to hit Dongfang Mianyang's heart every word, making him involuntarily drawn into He Shan's foggy eyes.The feeling of being in front of the Zen tomb came again. He Shan's eyes were like two huge suction cups, constantly sucking at his mind. Last time he could pull them out, but this time they seemed to take root. I can't move half a step away.

Dongfang Mianyang's heart was shaken, he knew it must be caused by He Shan's magic skills, but although his heart was turbulent, on the surface he could only be calm.

Seeing this, He Shan raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, approached him slowly, and snatched the merit pagoda from his hand.

The author has something to say: There is no list this week, and OTZ favorites and comments are not good.

To be honest, it’s not true that I don’t care about it in my heart, and my motivation is much less. The recent Calvin is the proof =皮=

In terms of writing, I feel that I am growing, and this novel can be said to have witnessed my growth.

I won't give up on him, but I don't have the enthusiasm to start.

Patience and enthusiasm will slowly fade away, and this world is still realistic after all.

Of course, I will definitely not cheat.

It's just that the update speed is not so fast. I have done daily updates in the past few days.

Next, I may have to focus on Xinwen.

Anyway, thank you for your support.

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