Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

"Oh, then you are Ye Shaoyang's brother!" The boy said yes, enthusiasm to talk, Ye Shaoyang learned that his name is Su Qinzhang, is a foreign disciple, only to get started soon, because the hands and feet are diligently selected to the inner door to do chores .

Ye Shaoyang thought, no wonder the house was so clean, and he was still the old man who turned his temper. It turned out to be a handyman.

Since it is Master's handyman, Ye Shaoyang is also welcome, let him soak a pot of tea, then send out the egg, get two futons, throw it to a cold jade, the melon is a ghost, the body will not be dirty Just sit on the ground.

Seeing Ye Shaoyang sitting on the futon, sitting on the futon, leisurely and sipping tea, the four treasures sighed: "Boss, isn't your master not let the face?"

"You are a big man!" Ye Shaoyang gave him a look. "That is deliberately said to the white impermanence. Besides, this day the teacher never had a face!"

"Haha, the boss is mighty." Guagua did not show the mountain and did not show off, but was also seen by Ye Shaoyang.

"Let's be a little flattering, you have to go through the matter and say, how can you be stared at the Taiyin Mountain ghost?"

Guagua mechanized: "Not all those guys, just like dog skin plaster, always sent people to catch me. This time I came here. I can't beat it. I just ran along the Yinshui River and ran to the bridge. I think there are bulls and horses guarding the bridge. If they can't get through, I will be safe.

They did not dare to come over, but they just let the white face stare at it, and you know the latter things..."

Ye Shaoyang frowned for a moment and asked: "Does he know your relationship with me at first?"

"This... Oh, he asked me if it was your ghost servant. I said yes, he said that I am holding the master of a heavenly master, and ignoring the precepts of the government, I will arrest me."

Ye Shaoyang smiled slightly, and it really was like this.

"Boss, just now you have no way to fight against the white, it seems that they have not made any strength?"

"It’s not that there is no strength, there is no real fight at all." Yan Lengyu took the words and wanted to say something, Ye Shaoyang made a squeaking gesture.

"Ghosts and gods have ears, don't talk about it first." Ye Shaoyang smiled. "Don't waste money on others."

Recalling the whole process, Ye Shaoyang can only say that the white impermanence is too realistic, not only the arrogant face at the beginning, but even in the battle, he also shows smug, disdain, do not know The person looks like it is that white impermanence is deliberately humiliating him, and he has not done his best.

Even when practicing, even the spells and the minds are said to be one or fifty: Anyway, you can't escape the palm of my hand, even if you tell me how to avoid it, live and exhaust you!

In the end, Qingyunzi came out to play the round field, and every time he was ruined, he would calm down a storm...

Ye Shaoyang saw through all of this, but there is a core problem that is not explained: white impermanence, why should you teach yourself the secret method of using the soul?

I don’t know him at all, a heavenly master, a sinister god, never had an intersection. How could he suddenly think of the spell that must be used in conjunction with the curse?

Is it just because he is holding his own hands, but he can't play the maximum power, he looks uncomfortable?

Ye Shaoyang does not think that white impermanence is such a person who likes to gossip.

Thinking of the final appearance of Qingyunzi, ending the scene, Ye Shaoyang’s heart is moving, is it all that Master has arranged?

Under the mountain, Qingyunzi took over the leaves of Ye Shaoyang from the impermanence of white, and there was still a smile on his face: "The old seven, this is the case, I will go back and burn you fifty good candles. 50 knife paper money..."

"Well?" White impermanently angered, "How is the fifty knives enough, at least one hundred knives!"

"Let's say it. Just like this, don't talk about it when you go down."

White impulsively snorted.

Qingyunzi smiled and asked in a low voice: "Is it really going to be a war?"

"The shortest three months, the longest one, will inevitably start a war." White impermanence is also a change of face, said.

Qingyunzi nodded slowly and said: "The Taiping millennium, killing and starting again, just don't know who this catastrophe should be."

White impermanence silenced silently, got up and walked to the waterhole, and looked back at Qingyunzi, and said meaningfully: "You can retire."

Qingyun Zi laughed. "I have already retired."

"Boss, your master is with you, who is powerful?" Guagua remembered the past and the two men and women, and curiously asked.

"Crap, he is my master, you said that we are amazing?"

"Not necessarily, there are many examples of blue and blue." Guagua said, "And you have good things like armored books, congenital gossip, etc. Your master should not do this?"

"Tianshu and congenital gossip, including Luoshu, I have not learned all. My master is really only the Maoshan inner door spell, but has been cultivated to the peak of the peak, the card is also high. Zhang Wuji will Jiuyang Shengong, Qiankun big move what, Can you play Zhang Sanfeng who can only do Tai Chi?"

Gua Gua scratched his head and said: "This is also comparable."

Ye Shaoyang explained, “In fact, my master’s qualifications were normal when he was young, but it is said that one day he was in a daze while we were there, watching the fish turtles compete for food, and suddenly realized that it was too great. After that, the mana was soaring and hardworking. For decades, one-handed printing, in the entire gate, is almost invincible existence, fearing that only a few old Taoist priests can compare."

During the conversation, a series of footsteps sounded outside. Ye Shaoyang heard that it was Qingyunzi, and hurriedly let the two stand up. Sure enough, after a while, the door was pushed open.

Qingyunzi walked in alone, and when he entered the door, he threw the ghost into Ye Shaoyang's arms and said nothing.

Ye Shaoyang smiled. "I am not picking up the soul, but I am still thoughtful."

"You can't." Qingyun Zi blinked and just about to attack.

Ye Shaoyang got together, and the relatives hooked his shoulders. "Master, I miss you, I thought I couldn't see you in this life."

"Hey, I haven't died yet!" Qingyun Zibai glanced at him, looking at his tired face with a grin, and sighed secretly. When he encountered such a rogue, he really couldn't live without it.

Qingyun Ziguang swept over the cold jade and melon, and stayed on both faces for a while, his eyes were quite complicated.

芮冷玉 is a loose repair, can not perform the ritual of the ancestral door, got up and nodded to Qingyunzi, "Qingyun Daochang."

Guagua did not know what it was called Qingyunzi. He was a ghost. When he saw the master of Qingyunzi, he was a little worried, touched his ear and smiled. "Grandpa..."