redvbooks Chapter 306 Young man, are you accepting disciples?
Chapter 306 Young man, are you accepting disciples?
Facing the attack of the ghosts, Han Feng directly sacrificed dozens of talismans, covering them fiercely from all angles!
brush!
All the talismans burst out with dazzling golden light!
Defeat the ghost energy all around in an instant!
Uncle Jiu, who was helping out next to him, was dumbfounded.
Good guy!After living so much of my life, it was the first time I saw that the spell could still be used like this.
"Send generals from Juling! Let's go!"
Han Feng shouted angrily.
Loud noises all around!
There was a cloud of mist, and I saw that the ghost became docile in an instant, not as manic as before.
"Turn around."
"Squat jump."
That thing actually obeyed.
"Afeng! When did you practice this technique?"
Uncle Jiu was surprised.
"Uh, I just practiced and played when I had nothing to do."
"..." Uncle Jiu was speechless.
Can this thing be practiced and played smoothly?
How many Taoist priests have never been able to comprehend the essence of this technique, let alone exorcise ghosts.
Do you think this is going out to buy some food?
How many other skills does this kid have that I don't know?
Should my master retire?
The apprentice has obviously surpassed the master.
Uncle Jiu had various feelings rising in his heart, both inferior and happy.
"Self-destruction!"
Following Han Feng's last command, the corner of the ghost's mouth twitched. It seemed that it wanted to resist the command, but its body didn't listen to itself.
By coincidence, the self-destruct mode was actually activated.
And this is exactly the strength of Juling dispatched generals.
Even if the mind doesn't want to, it must be done according to the instructions.
Li Gui stretched out his five fingers and shook his head slightly, indicating that it was strongly resisting.
But the palm just didn't obey, and a slap slapped on the face.
The already ferocious grimace was instantly crushed out of shape.
Only half of the mutilated head was left hanging on the neck, showing a precarious appearance.
And that's not the end.
The other palm waved.
Keep going!
Click!
The other half of the head fell to the ground!
Finally, raise both hands at the same time, aligning with the position of the heart.
This is the fatal point of the core.
But it is a pity that all operations cannot be controlled by itself.
A sudden poke with both hands!
It directly penetrated the body, and the heart rolled directly to the ground.
Black ghost blood splattered everywhere!
The remaining ghost body also collapsed with a loud crash!
In an instant, the surroundings returned to normal.
The ghostly aura dissipated, revealing normal light.
Uncle Jiu and Han Feng pulled Wencai and the little girl out of the ground with hemp rope.
Wen Cai is okay, but the little girl's expression is very dull, it seems that she has been frightened a lot.
When leaving.
"Master, since the underworld doesn't care about those dead souls, why don't I go back and send them back to their respective bodies, and use a talisman to restrain them, lest they run around and cause trouble in the world."
The dead soul is already a dead soul, and the dead soul cannot attach to the original dead body at all.
But using runes can naturally suppress it.
Han Feng was right, with so many dead souls, this is also a management method.
"You go, Afeng, Wencai and I are waiting for you outside."
Han Feng nodded, turned around impatiently and entered the ground again.
A smirk appeared on his face unconsciously.
Coming to the ground, Han Feng raised his hand, under a beam of golden light, countless souls of the dead were crazily sucked by that beam of golden light.
Rune suppression?snort!It doesn't exist at all.
Han Feng just used these dead souls to feed his own system.
They're dead anyway, and they're useless.
As long as there is a trace of breath left, it can prove their identity before death, and it will not affect them going to the underworld to report, reincarnation or something.
For the rest, Han Feng has long been thinking about it.
Otherwise, wouldn't this trip really be in vain.
In the end, Han Feng took out a small black box, put the last breath of those dead souls in it, and then took out the passer-by for the underworld, and stuck it on it.
The black box went straight into the ground.
It just so happens that the underworld said that there is no place to house these dead souls, and I have lightened your burden by doing so.
Your underworld should reward me.
As Han Feng thought about it, suddenly, a vine really grew from the ground.
Stretching out his hand and pulling it, the yin vine turned into a whip.
Holding it tightly in the palm of your hand, a ghostly sound came from the whip.
"Produced by Hell: Beating Ghost Whip."
Han Feng's heart skipped a beat.
"Good guy, that's what I thought, and you are too polite."
"Okay, then I'll take it."
Putting away the whip, Han Feng left the ground without looking back.
How many dead people have happened in this eerie place, Mr. Jiang, who was manipulated by ghosts, had such a dark heart that he was reduced to the point where he was restrained by ghosts.
Huge family business, eventually the wife and children died, the servant was buried with him, and the family business fell into depression.
Walk out of Jiang's mansion.
"Hey, candied haws on a string, the bell is ringing, the baby is looking for a mother."
A lunatic with disheveled hair was running barefoot on the ground with a silly smile.
That's right, this lunatic is Master Jiang.
After going through so much, Mr. Jiang can be regarded as reaping the fruits of himself.
"Hey." Uncle Jiu sighed sadly, "Apprentices, remember, as long as you are open-minded, you will not be afraid of gods and ghosts! Focus on righteousness, and evil spirits will not invade!"
The master and apprentice returned to Yizhuang.
At this time, Daoist Qianqiu had already left with his apprentice.
When leaving, leave a letter and tell Aunt Cane to wait for Uncle Jiu to return to him.
"Senior brother Jiuying, my elder brother has recovered, and I can't repay you for saving my life. If you need it in the future, just ask, and I will do my best to help you."
"When I inquired about Taiping in Fukang County in Yizhuang, I knew you had succeeded. Hehe, you, Lin Jiuying, never missed a shot."
"Knowing that you master and apprentice are all right, I am relieved. I have been away from home for too long, and I should go back. There will be a period later."
Daoist Qianqiu left, leaving behind a short letter.
Uncle Jiu folded the letter and put it away, and greeted Han Feng, "Afeng, let's go to the town with my teacher to find a job."
It's been a long time since Aunt Cane complained to Uncle Jiu, saying that she can only go in and out of the house recently, and her money bag is almost empty.
"Good master."
Just as the two were about to go out, a guest came to the door.
"Uncle Jiu, you are going out."
"Yes, you are?"
"Oh, I'm from the next town, so it's normal for you not to know me."
Uncle Jiu nodded kindly, "What do you want me to do?"
"Ah, yes, I have something to do, and I will waste Uncle Jiu's time for a while."
Han Feng chuckled: If you don't work, will you automatically find the door, or go out to find it by yourself?
As a result, several people entered the room, and the old man said, "Uncle Nine, it's like this. I have a son who doesn't live up to expectations. He is really naughty. I want him to study Fa with you and become a Taoist priest."
"Ah?" Uncle Jiu resisted, thinking that the three apprentices in my hand are enough for me to toss about, and I would be crazy to accept another apprentice.
"No, no, I have no plans to accept apprentices recently."
"Besides, I'm getting old, and I'm not suitable for taking apprentices anymore. Three apprentices are enough. You should go to other Taoist priests to have a look."
The old man sighed, with a look of disappointment on his face, "That's it."
Suddenly, the old man looked up and saw Han Feng, his eyes lit up, "This is your apprentice, right? Young man, do you accept apprentices?"
Han Feng, "..."
Uncle Nine, "..."