Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

To be said, she was born in a son-in-law, has her own knowledge and wisdom, but she is connected with her son-in-law and claims to be her sister. In fact, her daughter is more appropriate. ”

Ye Shaoyang’s three faces met, and the news was too shocking for them.

Here, Ye Shaoyang finally understands why the son-in-law wants to do everything possible to save Wang Mansi.

"Wang Mansi told you all his own birth, I must have trusted you at that time." Yan Lengyu looked at Xiang Xiaoyu.

Xiang Xiaoyu smiled. "She fell in love with me, and she wants to give up her mission. It is not funny to go with me."

Ye Shaoyang said: "I don't feel funny at all."

Xiang Xiaoyu did not hear the irony in this sentence and continued: "She even planned the future for us. In order not to be found by the son-in-law in the future, she even wanted to create a completely isolated space and hide with me. live together."

Ye Shaoyang’s heart moved, saying: “Like a paradise?”

"Yes, self-acting reincarnation, immortality, even if I am dead, ghosts can be with her."

"It sounds very good..." Xie Yuqing muttered to himself.

Ye Shaoyang shook his head and sighed: "If you are really with her, maybe there will be no later things, not so many people will die."

Xiang Xiaoyu’s look changed and said: “Ye Tianshi, as a mage, naturally does not share the sky with the corpse. I even contributed my own soul, and I have selfishness?”

"I know that you are not selfish, I know that you are very... great, if it is not for this, I have already smashed you with a sword, and I will sit and talk with you."

Ye Shaoyang waved his hand and stopped the meaning of Xiang Xiaoyu's speech. He said: "The road is different, it can't be said. Anyway, it's already done. You can say what to do now."

"I need five pieces of implements to activate the five-color mysterious stone. There are two pieces on my two disciples, and there are three pieces left. I have to borrow you, at least five pieces of light."

Ye Shaoyang said: "This is good to say. My instruments are at least seven segments of light."

Guanghua is a standard for measuring the spiritual power of the instrument. No matter what the martial art and the attribute of the instrument, this standard is universal. The intensity of Guanghua, when opened to the eye and after the eye, will show many nodes like bamboo. It looks like a piece of time, so the "segment" becomes the standard for measuring the strength of the spirit.

However, in modern society, religious actions have been greatly reduced, and the magical circles are lurking in human society. They also lack communication with each other. Therefore, these old sayings are gradually unreported.

The instrument above the five-segment light is even fine.

The general small martial art, the town's treasure is only five or six paragraphs of light, but the Maoshan family is big, although the personnel are dying, but there are many passed down, most of them are in Ye Shaoyang.

The Tianfeng Thunderfire Flag is a seven-segment light, a yin-yang mirror and a dying nail, all of which are eight-segment light.

Business 芮G Lam, the traditional shuangshui, the shuang shuang shuang, the four sago of the four slanting lights,

Ye Shaoyang's seven-star Longquan sword is also a nine-segment, but because it is an aggressive instrument, for thousands of years, I have not known how many evil spirits and demons have been killed. The spirit is extremely strong, and it is more violent than a section of the nine-segment light device.

Looking at the whole world and the ghost field, the seven-star Longquan sword belongs to the highest first-class implement. As for the person who knows, the only one who can compete with it is estimated to have only the wind and the whip.

“What else do you need?” asked Ye Shaoyang.

Xiang Xiaoyu said: "In addition, I need a ghost to hold the soul sacrifice. The ordinary ghost is useless, the evil thing is the best, or the dead wizard, the mana has not been dispersed, it is also very good. use."

Ye Shaoyang was shocked: "Is this the case?"

"Five colors of mysterious stone, have to use the soul sacrifice to open." Xiang Xiaoyu said, "Ye Tianshi, you better to catch a cult that only repairs, fast, I only have five days."

Ye Shaoyang said: "There are many evil things that you have cultivated. You think that there are so many pigs on the road. I will catch them when I am."

Yan Lengyu inserted a sentence: "What will happen to this soul after the Soul Festival?"

"The soul flies and turns into a fine."

Ye Shaoyang and Yan Lengyu glanced at each other, Ye Shaoyang said: "Then I have no way to do it. Even if there are evil things that make me oysters, I can't use people to sacrifice. I know what you want to say is the big picture." But I can't do anything like this."

Xiang Xiaoyu wants to say something. When he thinks about it and closes his mouth, he said, "Let's talk about it again. Let's go to school first, put five pieces of implements in place, let me do it, and do everything well."

Ye Shaoyang has nothing to say.

Four people came out of the room and called Yang Chenwu and Li Wei, and they went out together with the police.

Ye Shaoyang walked behind Xiang Xiaoyu and tried to perceive it. He found that he did not have a trace of evil spirits. He looked like ordinary people and was not afraid of the sun. The only thing different from human beings was that he had no shadow.

Ye Shaoyang was also the first to see this kind of organism, and could not help but sigh, the magic of the West can turn a person into this, it is also magical.

Xie Yuqing drove and carried them to the campus. From the downtown area, Ye Shaoyang found that Xiang Xiaoyu stared at the outside without hesitation. He curiously asked: "Is it very different?"

"It’s more prosperous than Hong Kong in the 1980s. It’s hard to imagine."

Ye Shaoyang listened to this and was somewhat proud. He said: "Don't talk about Hong Kong in the 1980s. I told you that the current North-Shang-Guang is almost as prosperous as Hong Kong!"

Xiang Xiaoyu thought thoughtfully and muttered: "It's a pity that time is not enough, otherwise I really want to take a look."

"After five days, what will happen to you, I don't understand, I will enter the Western Hell, and I will never recover. What kind of place is it?"

Xiang Xiaoyu said: "It's terrible, similar to the **** of the East."

"Really, never live forever?"

"There is no eternal thing in the world, but I think that process will be very long..." Xiang Xiaoyu took a deep breath.

Ye Shaoyang knows that he doesn't have to gasp, and inhaling is the instinct when he is alive, which means he is afraid.

The school is still foggy.

This kind of strange thing attracted many reporters from outside the school to interview, but they were all blocked by the police. Some reporters tried to sneak through the wall and walked along the wall covered by the fog. The result was that the wall could not be found. Where...

Many students are worried that the fog in the school is smog, they are not willing to stay in school, and they go out from school after class.

Going to the faculty office building, a noisy voice attracted the attention of Ye Shaoyang and his entourage. When I walked over, it turned out that a group of students blocked the exit of the office building, and the mouth screamed to let the school give a saying - why the school was Surrounded by smog, why do mobile phones have no signal in the fog, why restrict them from traveling at night...