Chapter 2052: Get Rid of Ghosts

While eating, Song Yan put his mind into the system. The three secret books he obtained from the sloppy old monk were "Buddha's Eyes", "Vajra Seal" and "Lenga Sutra".

Integrating "Buddha's Eye" requires three hundred luck.

As soon as he saw the required luck, Song Yan immediately knew that this "Buddha's Eye" was probably a magical power.

Integrating the Vajra Seal requires 220 points of luck, and integrating the Lankavatara Sutra requires 280 points of luck.

"These three techniques are all high-end." Song Yan secretly rejoiced.

However, he is not ready to fuse them immediately, because he wants to make corrections to these three secret books first, and the power will definitely double after fusion.

Later, he checked the secret book from the old Taoist priest.

This secret book is called "Tai Qing Mantra", and its fusion only requires thirty pieces of luck. Obviously, this is just an ordinary skill book.

The little Taoist priest's secret book is called "Tianzun Heart Sutra", and the number of luck points required for fusion actually reaches more than 1,500 points.

Suddenly, Song Yan became a little excited.

This "Tianzun Heart Sutra" is probably a super skill that surpasses the level of a grand master.

"I found a treasure!"

It seems that strong luck means good luck. I didn't expect that I would get such a reward from just messing around with my senior sister.

"My little friend, I don't know what to call you?"

At this moment, a voice sounded, and Song Yan came back to his senses and found that the old Taoist priest was looking at him with a smile.

"We are disciples of the Yunshui Sword Sect!"

Cao Jing said proudly.

"Yunshui Sword Sect!"

After learning the origins of the two of them, except for the sloppy old monk and the little Taoist priest who was chewing chicken drumsticks, the other four people looked shocked, while Mr. Wei looked surprised.

Although the Yunshui Sword Sect is entrenched in Mingshan Prefecture, it is still a famous martial arts sect in the entire Nanyang Province. The only ones that can be ranked above the Yunshui Sword Sect are Hanshan Pavilion and Yunlin Temple.

But the strengths of those two sects are limited, and they cannot overwhelm the Yunshui Sword Sect.

"It turns out that they are master disciples of the Yunshui Sword Sect. No wonder the two of them are so handsome and beautiful!"

The old Taoist priest quickly flattered him with a hint of flattery.

"The Taoist priest has given me a reward!"

"I wonder what I call the young hero?"

A martial artist asked.

"Song Yan, this is my senior sister Cao Jing." Song Yan responded.

"Song Yan? Cao Jing?"

Hearing this, the three martial arts practitioners all felt that it sounded familiar.

Suddenly, one of them exclaimed: "Are you the same blue and white swords that destroyed more than 80 mountain strongholds and killed tens of thousands of bandits in just over 20 days?"

Hearing the title "Qingbai Heroes", Song Yan couldn't help but twitch his cheeks, because he really didn't like this title, it felt too low.

"We did the things you mentioned, but we cannot deserve the title of Blue and White Heroes!"

The warrior said excitedly: "It is indeed the Blue and White Heroes, but I didn't expect that the two of them are so young. I, Han Song, am a disciple of the Huangshi Sword Sect!"

"Brother Han, you are polite!"

Song Yan responded with a smile.

"Master Song is sending Shi Yilong to Jiujiang."

"I'm here with the giant sword gate and the iron world!"

"Haha, I am the master of evil spirits." The old Taoist priest also said.

In response, Song Yandu smiled in return, then looked at the sloppy old monk and said, "What do you call Master?"

"The Ten Precepts of a Poor Monk."

The old monk said with a smile.

After announcing each other's names, the atmosphere became much more lively.

However, most of them were the three people and the old Taoist priest who were flattering Song Yan and Cao Jing. Cao Jing was quite enjoying this, while Song Yan looked calm.

Before we knew it, it was almost midnight, and everyone was already full of wine and food.

Mr. Wei reminded: "Everyone, please follow me to my little girl's embroidery building!"

While talking.

A group of servants came in with plates, each containing a lot of gold.

"This is my thank you gift to everyone. If I can get rid of the ghost in my little girl, I will thank you very much!" Mr. Wei said.

Seeing so much gold, the old Taoist priest's eyes suddenly lit up with a faint green light. Han Song, Tie Tianxia and Shi Yilong also showed their hearts moved.

However, they did not speak, but looked at Song Yan.

Because the old Taoist priest and the three warriors regarded Song Yan as their temporary leader.

"Since Mr. Wei is so sincere, I won't be polite!"

Song Yan said with a smile, because if he didn't accept it, it would be difficult for others to accept it, although he didn't take the dozens of taels of gold seriously.

Seeing Song Yan speak, Lao Dao, Han Song and others spoke one after another, and then accepted the gold one by one.

The sloppy old monk was not polite either.

After collecting the gold, everyone stood up and headed towards the embroidered building.

After a while, everyone arrived at the embroidery building.

As soon as they stepped into the embroidery building, everyone felt a chill coming to their faces.

"Everyone, please be careful. Once my daughter gets sick, she will become extremely powerful. Even a martial artist cannot control her!" Master Wei reminded.

Then, the group came to the second floor and saw Wei Xiuyun sleeping on the bed.

She is only sixteen years old and looks quite delicate and pretty.

"My little girl won't wake up until she has a baby!" Mr. Wei said again.

Sure enough, when midnight arrived, Wei Xiuyun, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes. Song Yan suddenly opened his golden eyes of luck and looked at her, only to find that she had two strands of luck on her body.

One is golden luck, with only 3 points, and the other is black luck, but has 107 points.

Suddenly, Wei Xiuyun turned over and sat up, looking at the group of people, making everyone feel a chill.

"Meat! I want to eat meat!"

Wei Xiuyun made a vague sound, and then began to search the room. After finding no raw meat, she was about to leave the embroidery building.

"Look at the old man!"

The old Taoist priest suddenly took out a yellow talisman from his body and recited a spell. The yellow talisman turned into a beam of yellow light and shot out, sticking to Wei Xiuyun's forehead.

As the old Taoist recited the incantation, Song Yan clearly sensed a slight fluctuation in spiritual power, but it was very weak.

He knew that this talisman could not deal with the evil ghost in Wei Xiuyun's body, because the evil ghost's luck had reached 107 points, and its cultivation level was definitely not low.

It was just as she expected.

Wei Xiuyun's body was stunned at first, but he soon regained his freedom. He violently tore off the talisman on his forehead and tore it into pieces. The expression on his face had become quite ferocious. He roared and rushed towards the old Taoist priest.

"Evil ghosts should stop being arrogant!"

The old Taoist priest had three more yellow talismans in his hand. He quickly recited a spell, and with a flick of his wrist, the three yellow talismans flew out with yellow light and stuck to Wei Xiuyun's forehead, chest and lower abdomen respectively.

But what frightened the old Taoist was that Wei Xiuyun was not affected at all this time and actually rushed towards him directly.

"Taoist Master, be careful!"

Song Yan shouted softly and came to the old Taoist. He raised his hand and pressed forward. With a bang, Wei Xiuyun's figure fell out and fell heavily to the ground.

"Xiuyun!"

Master Wei exclaimed.

"Master Wei, don't worry, she has ghost energy protecting her now, so she will be fine!" Song Yan said.

"That's good, that's good!"

Mr. Wei kept saying, but his face was relieved.