Chapter 371: Peach Wood Card Restoration Changes
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"Senior brother, if I, Yu Zhenzi, don't cut off the head of this ghost descendant, I will be a cultivator in vain!"
Yu Zhenzi gritted his teeth and said, "There are still such evil things in the world!"
"Many years ago, there was a rule in the ghost descending industry. It is absolutely not allowed to find ghost descending bodies by killing lives. You can only ask for ghosts from dead babies. Now, this rule has been broken. Now, and it has come to our land of China, it is simply outrageous." Yuqing was so angry that the long white beard was shaking violently, and the whisk in his hand stood up like a steel wire.
"Master, my ghost pet Xiaoqian also said that he has witnessed several such incidents." Yang Zimei said aside.
"It's absolutely impossible to forgive! Senior brother, junior nephew, let's go to Thailand together and annihilate the evil creatures like ghost descendants on the earth!" Yu Zhenzi shouted.
"Yeah!" Yuqing nodded unexpectedly, a murderous madness appeared on his face.
This surprised Yang Zimei.
She originally thought that with hundreds of years of cultivation, the master would no longer have the will to kill and attack, but she never thought that he would still have such a side.
"That's great, Senior Brother, I finally see the familiar you!" Yu Zhenzi was overjoyed when she saw Yuqing nodding in agreement.
This made Yang Zimei very embarrassed.
Could it be that the master was easy to kill before?
She guessed right!
Before the age of fifty, Yu Qing was even more impulsive than the current Yu Zhenzi. He couldn't rub a grain of sand under his eyes. He would not be soft at all when dealing with treacherous people, and he would even chase thousands of miles to get rid of them.
Later, because of his murderous intentions, a change led to an unforeseen encounter with the master and his father.
Before the master died, let him make an oath that if he was not a wicked person, he would never commit murder.
Yuqing agreed.
After Master passed away, he was constantly reflecting on his past, so he hid in a small Taoist temple on the mountain in Yangjia Village to practice silently.
Yang Zimei naturally didn't know about his past, but Yu Zhenzi knew very well.
"Niuniu, see if you can figure something out." Yuqing's face returned to its original calmness as she said to Yang Zimei.
According to the baby's information, Yang Zimei pinched her fingers and counted, but just as she was a little confused, all the information was suddenly interrupted, as if we were watching TV at ordinary times, and the TV suddenly had no signal.
She strongly wanted to deduce—
puff!
A mouthful of phlegm spewed out of her throat, her face was pale, she hurriedly stopped the deduction, and sat cross-legged on the ground to adjust her breath.
"What's the matter, little nephew?" Yu Zhenzi asked Yuqing nervously.
Yuqing sighed, "Sure enough, the ultimate goal of this ghost descending teacher is us Niuniu. If you are a teacher, you can't count yourself. If you try to calculate something related to yourself, you will suffer backlash from vitality."
"Did the little nephew suffer from internal injuries?"
Yu Zhenzi crouched nervously in front of Yang Zimei.
Yuqing motioned him not to move, and told him that this was a normal backlash. For someone like Yang Zimei, who had already cultivated to the realm of guiding spirits and returning to the original state, they would soon be able to adjust their breaths.
Yang Zimei adjusted his energy and breath, and gradually drove out the turbid air caused by the backlash, generating new breath, and restoring the meridians to a clear and normal state.
At this time, the peach wood sign on her neck suddenly flashed a blue light, which shocked Xiao Qian, "Sister, what happened? It seemed that I suddenly fell into the ice cave just now."
Yang Zimei also suddenly felt a strong cold.
She hasn't felt this way for a long time since the peach wood plaque of Long Zhutian was lost.
what happened?