The male ghost cheers for the victory over Yin

Author: Hu Fujun

The male ghost cheers for the victory over Yin

"Brother Ping, we have prepared them. They are all fine moonstones and red river sand. We have not seen such quality in the surrounding markets!

It was only after I went to the Water and Fire Tower to ask for help from some old alchemists that I took it down."

There were more than a dozen men gathered around Yan Ping, all of whom were filled with qi energy of various colors. It was like a mysterious fire blazing in the sky, creating a dazzling sight.

On his left hand, a young man wearing a Xuanyang crown and a blue robe smiled upon hearing this, patted the Qiankun bag hanging on his waist proudly, and said proudly:

"Aren't you still worried about what I, Yan Du, have done?"

Everyone in the Yan family laughed lightly when they heard this.

Only Yan Ping's face was always as sinking as water, and his eyes were cold.

Yan Du was a playful person, and he wanted to make some witty remarks to brag about himself.

But he also retreated under this glare, and his voice gradually became lower.

Finally, he shrunk his head, not daring to say a word...

"Bring it here and let me take a look."

Yan Ping stretched out his hand and said something.

Yan Du did not dare to disobey, so he obediently took the Qiankun bag from his waist and handed it to him respectfully.

"That's right...you have done your best in this matter, and you should be credited with it."

He only took out a moon stone from the Universe Bag, and there was a biting cold Yin Qi like a small snake. It wanted to break the membrane on the palm, and it followed the meridians and bit the heart veins!

Yan Ping turned his palm slightly and easily crushed the chill.

He briefly focused on the pile of red river sand, moved the tip of his nose, and inhaled. After smelling the fishy smell of blood, a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

"Brother Ping, are these enough?"

Yan Du said with an apologetic smile: "I searched all the private collections of the old alchemy masters in Shuihuo Tower, and not a single cent was left. I thought it should be almost done, so I didn't ask for more."

"If that's not enough, I--"

"Didn't you see that the 'Luo Xian Lead Boat' has arrived? We are about to go to the abyss of the earth, so how can we allow you to do any tricks?"

Yan Ping waved his hand to interrupt Yan Du's words, his face softened, and he chuckled:

"There are countless ghosts in the abyss of the earth. These two things are used to attract spirits and sacrifice ghosts. If you prepare more, you may not even suffer the disaster."

Yan Du laughed sarcastically and didn't dare to talk.

"These are more than enough. Even if you kill Chen Heng a hundred times in a row, it will be enough."

Yan Ping threw the Qiankun bag in his palm to Yan Du, who was looking at him eagerly. He looked around at the people of the Yan family and said:

"Did you all understand what Uncle Feichen Clan meant last night?"

"Brother Ping, don't worry! This is a family matter, how dare you forget it!"

A member of the Yan family, who had a three-foot-short beard under his chin, had practiced some mysterious skills, and whose skin was all dark gold except for the beads in his eyes, laughed and whispered:

"Then Chen Heng is just a superficial person. Although I don't know what luck he has had now, he is still short-sighted!

Since he rejected the Zifu Taoist book from the clan uncle, he has already made it clear that he wants to be our enemy. In such a situation, how can we allow him to continue to be free? We will kill him in the abyss of the earth!"

Yan Ping nodded slightly.

Among the Xuanzhen sect, there was Ai Jian who deliberately tried to make things difficult, but it was inconvenient for him to take action.

But in the abyss, a place where there is no sky, no sun, and evil spirits reign, it is the perfect place to bury one's bones.

Kill it with one sword, then find a random place and throw it away.

But in a matter of seconds, even the corpse bones will be eaten up by those strange creatures, and they will be eaten cleanly...

Thinking of this.

An indescribable hot feeling suddenly surged through Yan Ping's heart, causing his blood flow to accelerate a bit and his face to turn red.

"Brother Ping, it's best not to do it yourself. Aren't the moonstones and red river sand you ordered us to prepare for Chen Heng?"

A mature member of the Yan family saw that Yan Ping's hands could not help but tremble. He frowned and whispered in a low voice:

"After all, he was favored by Xie Tan from the Flower God Mansion, and that person was from the Changyou Xie family. It seems that if disciples of this kind of family are not protected, there are some secret techniques. Since we are doing something big, it is better to be safe!

"

"Uncle Sheng——"

Yan Ping was silent for a moment and tilted his head.

With his eyes red, he paused and then spoke in a low voice:

"I know, but I feel really unhappy..."

The middle-aged man in a long gown, whom he called "Uncle Sheng," shook his head silently and said no more.

After everyone discussed it some more, at this time, another "Luoxian Lead Boat" slowly floated up from a peak and stood majestically in the mist of the sky.

As soon as it appeared, many monks' faces showed joy, and they flew inside in the light of escape.

There are hundreds of people from the Xuanzhen sect who have taken the Diyuan Fu imperial edict this time, and even one "Luoxian lead boat" cannot fit in them, so they have to get another one.

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, I'll show you something fun again."

When a group of Yan family members were about to take off and fly to the "Luoxian Lead Boat", Yan Ping suddenly laughed and raised his hand to stop them.

"I'll show you how a complete idiot wants to die in the abyss. Haha, how pitiful he is!"

Amidst Yan Ping's sneer, everyone was confused. After a few breaths, they saw several more rays of light falling on the "Luo Xian Lead Boat".

Looking closely, one of the figures in the light was Xu Zhi!

"Is it him? This person is quite famous, but I heard his character is a mess..."

Yan Du was stunned and said:

"Where did Xu Zhi get the courage to go into the abyss? What kind of courage did he have to eat? He must not have bumped into a monster and been frightened to death."

"I discussed with Director Zhang in the deacon's room and tricked Xu Zhi into doing some chores on the 'Luo Xian Lead Boat', and he would get a book on alchemy when he came back. That Director Zhang was taken care of by Xu Zhi when he became successful.

However, this person also has some scheming intentions, and after Xu Zhi fell into despair, he did not add insult to injury."

Yan Ping's eyes flashed:

"That Mr. Zhang happened to be cultivating a blood energy magical power, so I used two Fei Yuan Dan to buy his favor and asked him to help me coax Xu Zhi into the 'Luo Xian Lead Boat'.

At that time, we will kill him together in the abyss of the earth!"

"this……"

After hearing these words, some members of the Yan family were puzzled and said:

"Brother Ping, it seems that Xu Zhi has never had any interaction with the clan sister during her lifetime. You——"

"Since Xu Zhi dares to risk serious disobedience and go against my wishes by making friends with Chen Heng! He has a plan to die!"

Yan Ping put his five fingers on the Bailu Magic Sword at his waist and brushed it slightly.

He said expressionlessly:

"Not only this Xu Zhi, but also Chen Heng's family in Lanliang City, young and old, will die after they escape from the abyss of the earth! Not even a chicken or a dog! I, Yan Ping, don't want to let go.

!Everyone will die!"

There was a deep chill in these words, which made the Yan family members standing beside him feel cold in their hearts.

It was as if there was a living snake that was constantly twisting under its feet. The smooth and cold touch made one's scalp tingle!

"Infinite Heavenly Lord! After Yan Zhen's death, Yan Ping has indeed become insane and does not look like a normal living person!"

A few steps away, Yan Du lowered his head and shuddered violently in his heart.

And out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Yan Ping gently stroking the Bailu Magic Sword, which could be regarded as Yan Zhen's relic, with his fingers.

The movements of Yan Ping's fingertips were delicate and gentle, caressing them inch by inch, as if they were scratching the beauty's creamy skin. He didn't dare to apply any force and was cautious.

Yan Du's scalp felt numb.

Focus your eyes on your nose, your nose on your heart, and don't dare to take another look.

…

…

Luo Xian's lead boat is thirty feet long, and its light color is like the color of black iron, giving people a very solid feeling. There are three floors of pavilions in it, which can accommodate half a hundred people, which is more than enough.

Chen Heng saw that on the four corners of the lead boat there was a "Xuan Zao Tiger God Flag" about ten feet high, which was swaying and waving automatically in the absence of wind.

Although the specific function is unknown, just one look at it gives people a very sinister feeling.

It was as if he was being stared at by a predatory beast that was approaching, his mind was swaying, and he could faintly hear a roaring and whistling sound in his mind.
To be continued...