Asking Immortals: From the Republic of China to Marvel

At this time, the door closed automatically, locking Mao Shanming in the room.After a while, there was a sound of fighting inside. After a while, the fighting gradually stopped, and everyone outside the house only heard the shouting inside:

"Help, please open the door. I can't take this guy away. Mr. Tan, I'll give you the money back! Save me..."

It turned out that just after Mao Shanming entered, all the ghosts appeared. Originally, Mao Shanming only knew some basics of Taoism and his magic power was low. Only a few magic weapons found at the farmhouse had some effect. After a little resistance, he couldn't bear it anymore. I had to ask for help.

"Haha, it's time for our senior brothers to take action."

After saying that, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai kicked open the door and rushed in with their mahogany swords in hand. Mao Shanming crawled out of the room, perhaps feeling so embarrassed for the first time in his life.

"You little ghost, you can catch it without restraint!"

While shouting, the two of them fired a few ghost-suppressing talismans that they had received from Uncle Jiu, driving away the ghosts. They then raised their swords and slashed, injuring several of them in an instant.

Everyone outside the house cheered when they saw the two men showing off their power. He also glanced at Mao Shanming with a look of contempt. Seeing Qiu Sheng and Wencai chasing the ghosts everywhere, he couldn't help but exclaimed, "He is indeed a disciple of the Ninth Uncle."

The two of them were enjoying themselves in the house, chasing the ghost in a panic. At this moment, they found that the talismans they had received from Uncle Jiu had been used up, and they hurriedly muttered to themselves, why didn't they steal a few more and take them with them.

When the ghosts saw that the two men could no longer produce those amazingly powerful talismans, they stopped running away and turned around to attack them. However, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai had been practicing for more than ten years, and they were still lingering in the early stages of acquired life.

It's just that Qiu Sheng is a little higher than the literary realm, and he is vaguely touching the edge of the middle realm, and his magical skills are not even comparable to those of the five-year-old Ye Wentian. The situation suddenly took a turn for the worse, and he was almost alive.

All the ghosts were dressed in late Qing Dynasty costumes, and they all had been practicing for more than a hundred years. The female ghost with the highest level of cultivation grabbed the peach wood swords from their hands and broke them into pieces.

Now the two of them don't even have the last protective object, and they have also consumed a lot of mana. If the mana is used up, they may not even be able to touch the ghost's body with their fists and feet, and they will pass through them directly.

"Brother Wentian, help me!"

"Help me..."

The two people quickly called for help. Everyone outside the house was dumbfounded when they saw the situation taking a turn for the worse. Wasn't there a lively fight just now? !Why did he start shouting for help all of a sudden...

Ye Wentian curled his lips and said to himself, "These two parallel imports."Shrinking down to an inch, the two of them ducked to the front of the house, pinched the Six Yang Curse, and the inscriptions condensed in the palm of their hands, gathering together without breaking up.

With the infusion of mana and spiritual energy between his breaths, Ye Wentian's palms lit up with a strong light, as if he was holding a sun in his hands.

All the ghosts in the room were burned by the dazzling light like the sun, and their whole bodies were smoking. They were frozen in place, too weak to move. Seeing that their souls were about to disperse, the female ghost with the strongest cultivation begged for mercy:

"Shangxian, please collect your magical powers quickly. Our family has never harmed anyone."

Ye Wentian heard the words and retracted the spell, but did not speak, just watched quietly.The ghosts in the room relaxed when they saw the light dissipated and fell to the ground.Seeing that Ye Wentian didn't reply, the female ghost spoke again:

"This Tan million built a new house on the tombs of our clan a year ago. We did not cast any spells to harm them. We just moved them out of bed every night so that they could live an uneasy life. Maybe they will be able to move by themselves soon." Away from here.”

"Is this true?" Ye Wentian turned to look at Tan Wanwan and asked.

"Well~ we did dig out corpses when we were building the foundation, and they didn't dig too deep, but we just regarded them as wild graves and didn't pay too much attention to them." Tan Baiwan said with some anxiety at the moment.

Ye Wentian turned to look at the female ghost again:

"It's been so long, why don't you reincarnate?"

"Reporting to the Immortal, you don't know something. Over the past few years, the world has entered the Age of Ending Dharma. I have met old seniors who have said that all the immortals and great demons have left this world one after another, and the underworld has also slowly reined in its power, no longer Mind the affairs of the world."

Ye Wentian noticed the information in the words, and his heart was actually quite shaken. All the immortals and great demons had left this place, probably because of the arrival of the Age of Ending Law.

The gradual loss of spiritual energy should not be a big problem for people with advanced cultivation. Spiritual energy is just one form of energy. The difficulty in understanding the Taoism is the real reason for their departure.

This world is the same as the previous one, in the form of a cosmic planet. However, the ancient continent in myths and legends has a radius of hundreds of billions of miles, but a world with a round day and a square. It will definitely not be here.

It is estimated that this world is one of the worlds under the jurisdiction of preaching in the ancient times, and the underworld here should be opened up by the people who came to preach with great magic power. It is probably not a real underworld. The reincarnation governs the heavens, maybe in every day. There is a projection in every world, and the laws operate autonomously to maintain the reproduction of life.

There is also the issue of the underworld. If you encounter ghosts in the future, please inquire about it by the way.

"Shangxian?"

Ye Wentian came back to his senses when he heard someone shouting.

"In this case, I won't care about your affairs anymore, as long as no one is killed."

"Thank you Shangxian."

After Ye Wentian finished speaking, he greeted Ren Tingting and was about to leave. Ren Tingting followed Ye Wentian and was about to leave. At this time, Tan Baiwan stopped the two of them.

"Oh, Master, you can't leave. My house cost more than two thousand dollars to build. Even if you don't care, you can just give me some suggestions."

"How dare you say that your house was built on the grave of another family?! If someone else built their house on the grave of your family, would you have no complaints?!"

"Master, I know I'm wrong. I, Tan Wanwan, am not a very evil person, so you can help me."

Ye Wentian pondered for a while, looked at the ghosts in the room, and then at Tan Wanwan before speaking:

"Either you demolish the house, or you build an immortal place for this family, treat it as an ancestor, and worship it every day. In the future, these ghosts can also protect your family's safety!"

"This~this...okay."

After being embarrassed for a while, Mr. Tan could only agree.

"What do you think?" Ye Wentian turned to ask the ghosts in the room.

"We all rely on the Immortal to make the decision."

"We all rely on the Immortal to make the decision."

"I wait…"

"..."

All the ghosts could only agree. There was no other way. People had to bow their heads under the eaves, and the haunted house had been crushed underneath. Even if the house was demolished, it would not be able to return to its previous state. It would be better to live with Tan Wanwan's family from now on. Living in harmony, they are not evil spirits in the first place.

Seeing that the ghosts agreed, Tan Baiwan's heart, which had been calm all this time, fell to the ground.Seeing that the matter was settled perfectly, Ye Wentian was ready to deal with Mao Shanming's problem.

"Take it out!" Ye Wentian stared at Mao Shanming with lightning eyes.Everyone else on the side also turned their heads and looked at Mao Shanming.

"You liar, give me your money back." Tan Wanwan began to feel sorry for the five hundred and fifty taels he had posted before.

"Fellow Taoist, isn't this good?" Mao Shanming smiled awkwardly.

"Who do you belong to? Who do you study under? What is your cultivation level? Do you dare to call me Taoist friend?! I am now the protector of Maoshan, and I am the same generation as the elders of Maoshan. What virtues and abilities do you have?! The art of raising ghosts is a heresy, and you can control it! You use ghosts to defraud money, you are so greedy, you only ask for five hundred and fifty taels. In a year of famine, such a huge amount of money can feed tens of thousands of victims, are you worthy of cultivating the Tao?!"