Chapter 837 The Taoist nun in red goes to the appointment


After saying that, the Taoist nun in red stood up and walked out of the ancestral hall.

When the two Taoist nuns at the door of the ancestral hall saw this, they quickly bowed and saluted: "Congratulations to the master for your successful breakthrough!"

The Taoist nun in red smiled and couldn't help but feel a little emotional when she thought that she was about to go down the mountain to Fengmen Village and possibly follow Mr. Yin and Yang to the underworld to cause a scene. It is still unknown whether she can come back, so before leaving, she needs to give some instructions about things in the Taoist temple.

So she said: "I want to go down the mountain. I don't know when I will come back. If I don't come back in two months, you can go to Fengmen Village in Luocheng City to find a place called Yin Yang Inn. When you get there, find a place called Yin Yang Sir, he will definitely tell you what to do next.”

When the two disciples at the door heard this, they couldn't help but look at the Taoist nun in red in shock, their eyes full of doubts.

"Sect Master? Where are you going? Why do you feel it is dangerous?"

"Yes, Sect Master, you have just succeeded in breaking through, don't you need to stay in seclusion for a while to consolidate your cultivation?"

The red-dressed Taoist nun shook her head, her eyes seemed to have drifted into the distance, and then said: "No need. I have promised others to go to a place, and now the agreed time is very close. Although I continue to retreat, I will continue to focus on my cultivation and realm. It is more beneficial to consolidate, but the day of three liters a day is coming, and I have to set off quickly.”

These two sect disciples are not ordinary disciples, and ordinary disciples will not protect the sect master at the entrance of the ancestral hall. The two of them happen to be young generation disciples in the sect, and they belong to a very senior generation of disciples.

At this time, they couldn't help but feel puzzled when they heard the Taoist nun in red mentioning three liters a day.

What is three liters a day? Is there such a strange vision in the world?

Both of them looked puzzled, but nodded anyway. After all, someone with the status of the sect leader would not joke around with them casually.

However, they still couldn't help but wonder, how important was that person when the sect leader had to keep an appointment at this time? Is the matter of attending an appointment more important than the cultivation level of the sect leader?

So the two disciples couldn't help but look at the Taoist nun in red and asked: "Sect Master? Where are you going? Why is this matter so important to you?"

The Taoist nun in red walked out and said, "Because this is an invitation from Mr. Yin Yang. I must go to his invitation." She raised the corners of her mouth and revealed a moving smile on her charming and majestic cheeks. smile.

"I just wanted to give it a try...how much has my strength improved after my successful breakthrough."

“And the place I’m going to this time is Hades!”

After finishing speaking, the sleeves of the Taoist nun in red suddenly became much longer. She stepped on her sleeves, her body as light as autumn catkins. He actually just floated down the mountain wearing a red dress.

The two sect disciples behind him looked at each other, blinked and then looked at the back of the Taoist nun in red.

"Mr. Yin Yang? Have you heard of it?"

"I've never heard of it! But how could he have such great power? His invitation was so valued by the leader!"

"That's right! And you went to Hades? Is there really Hades in this world?"

"Who knows? Strange things in the mountains have been happening one after another recently. Could they all be related to Mr. Yin-Yang?"

"Who is this Mr. Yin-Yang? Listen to the leader... It seems that we will have to listen to Mr. Yin-Yang in the future."

"Bah, bah, bah! Don't talk nonsense! The sect leader said that he only asked us to find him when he was away and didn't come back!"

"Oh oh oh! Yes, yes!"

"..."

At this time, tourists who were stranded in Qingcheng Mountain because they were rejected saw an extremely charming woman flying over Qingcheng Mountain wearing a red dress.

"Is this... is this a fairy?"

"No way? Are you sure this isn't a movie special effect?"

"Is this Qinggong? Or can it really fly? Holy shit! This simply refreshed my world view!"

"What's going on recently? There was a video online two days ago of Yu Jian flying in Longhu Mountain, and now there's a man who can fly!"

"Who said Qingchengshan's martial arts are vulnerable? The superb Qinggong is simply more shocking than what's shown in the movie!"

"Who said that is Qinggong? It is clearly the realm of cultivating immortals!"

On that day, mysterious figures in Taoist robes were witnessed in Kongtong, Emei, Kunlun, Wudang and other Taoist holy places. Some were flying swords, some were wearing clothes, and some were even riding wooden oxen. , flying leisurely in the air.

The sect masters of the six holy places actually left their places of practice one after another.

For a time, countless videos went viral on the Internet, and netizens were shocked. Almost a human flesh search revealed that these six people were the six sect masters. They investigated and found out that this was not for publicity, but for another hidden reason, but no one knew the specific reason.

The six sect masters lost track of themselves after going down the mountain. When they reappeared, they were already in Fengmen Village. They found the Yin Yang Inn easily because they had been there last time. However, since the critical moment mentioned by Zhang Hao had not yet reached, they waited outside the village and were not in a hurry to enter the inn.

At this time, a figure quietly walked in at the door of Yin Yang Inn.

"I'm back." The visitor was Zhang Qilin. When he walked into the yard, he saw Hao Xie still practicing hard on paper-tying skills, while Fatty Wang was practicing tying the corpse. Fatty Wang can now easily swing two hundred kilograms of weight. Compared with before, his strength has greatly increased.

When the two of them saw Zhang Qilin, they both cast eager eyes and smiles.

"Brother Qilin is back!" Fatty Wang came over with a smile, tied the corpse rope around his waist skillfully, and patted Zhang Qilin on the shoulder, "Is it okay to go out this time?"

"You don't know, Brother Zhang Hao has released all the ghosts in the soul-suppressing tower and the lanterns at the door. It's really confusing."

Hao Xie glanced at Zhang Hao's room and said thoughtfully: "Brother Zhang Hao must be planning something big. Everything he does has his reason. We don't need to worry."

The fat man curled his lips and walked aside disapprovingly. Hao Xie looked at Zhang Qilin and asked, "How is it? Before you left, you asked me about asking for magic. You must have tried it a lot on the way, right? Did you succeed?"

Zhang Qilin shook his head slightly, frowned, and said in confusion: "Every time after calling on the gods, the corpse will have some reaction, but the gathered spiritual power will dissipate as soon as it touches the corpse. I don't know why."
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After saying that, he looked at Hao Xie seriously, blinked and asked: "Are you sure you didn't teach me wrong? Could it be that you deserted when you were studying and missed something?"

Haoxie rolled his eyes and shook his head helplessly: "Brother Qilin, you have wronged me. I have taught you everything I know. Maybe you don't have this talent yourself?"


Zhang Qilin ignored Hao Xie's joke, glanced at Zhang Hao's room and asked, "Is the shopkeeper here?"

Haoxie nodded: "Yes, but the shopkeeper seems to be waiting for someone today, so don't disturb him yet." Zhang Qilin hesitated for a moment, but finally withdrew his gaze and walked to his room.

The sky is getting dark and night has fallen. Zhang Hao in the room suddenly opened his eyes, with a smile on his lips.

"Any news?"

He stood up, came to the inn yard, pulled up a chair and sat down. He glanced at the inn door casually and said silently in his heart: "System, temporarily close the fog formation! Temporarily close the courtyard protection formation!"

Immediately, a thick layer of fog gradually dissipated on the moat outside the Yin Yang Inn, and a ghost ship appeared at the door of the inn.

On the ghost ship, a shadow was looking at the dissipating fog and the sudden appearance of the inn in surprise.

This phantom was the Yin messenger returning from the underworld. When he saw Zhang Hao in the courtyard, he immediately got off the boat and stood at the door of the inn.

With the previous experience in mind, Yin Chai stood at the door honestly this time and reported: "Mr. Yin Yang, I am here to report the news about the two adults, Black and White Wuchang!"

"Come in, it's okay this time." Zhang Hao smiled and waved his hand.

Hearing Zhang Hao's words, Yin Chai breathed a sigh of relief, but he still couldn't help but feel frightened when he crossed the threshold. It wasn't until he was standing safely in the yard that he looked at Zhang Hao with relief and said with a smile: "Congratulations, sir! Congratulations, sir!"

Zhang Hao raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Why are you so happy?"

Yin Zai came closer and said with joy: "Of course, congratulations to Mr. Yin Yang for the two Yin handsome men, Black and White Wuchang! The young one gave his own Yin and Yang origin to the two adults, Black and White Wuchang. Unexpectedly, they agreed so readily. I agreed. Now you have two Yin commanders, Black and White, who are in charge of the underworld! My lord, you are like having an underworld!"

"It's just so so." Zhang Hao smiled lightly, with a hint of pride on his lips.

The addition of Black and White Wuchang was something he had expected.

After all, money can make ghosts go around, and although the source of yin and yang is not money, it is more important than money to them.

In fact, refining the essence of yin and yang is the exclusive skill of Mr. Yin and Yang.

Because there are very few people who are proficient in the art of yin and yang in both the underworld and the immortal world.

Although the ghosts in the underworld can also extract the essence of yin and yang, because the original attribute is yin, the extracted yin and yang origin is biased towards cold and cold; while the yin and yang origin extracted from the fairy world is biased towards Chongyang. No matter which side you lean towards, it is not considered to be a good quality Yin Yang source.

But people who know the art of yin and yang are different. They can use the art of yin and yang well, blend and refine the origin of yin and yang just right, so that the yin and yang origin after they take action can be nearly ten times better than that of Hades.

Absorbing a little bit of the yin and yang essence extracted from the Yin Yang Inn is equivalent to absorbing ten times the amount of yin and yang essence they usually refine in Hades.

No one can resist such temptation.

In addition, the source of yin and yang is very scarce, even in the underworld, there are very few of them. Being able to get it makes the source of yin and yang even more valuable.

Little did he know that in the hands of Mr. Yin and Yang, except for some of the Yin and Yang essence that he had absorbed, the rest was piled up like cabbage.

To others, it is an extremely rare thing, but to Mr. Yin Yang, it is endless. And Zhang Hao is such a person.

This thing seems very precious in the underworld, but in the Yin and Yang Inn, as long as the orders at the Yin and Yang Inn continue to have merit, longevity, luck and Yin virtue, Zhang Hao can continuously refine the source of Yin and Yang.

The little source of yin and yang he extracted was enough to keep them busy for a year.

At this time, Yin Cha rubbed his hands and looked at Zhang Hao and said with a smile: "Mr. Yin Yang, in order to persuade the two adults, Black and White, I have already contributed my share of the origin of yin and yang. This is a busy time. In the end, nothing was left... Of course, it is my honor to work for Mr. Yin Yang, but..."

Seeing Yin Zai rubbing his fingers, Zhang Hao shook his head in amusement, then took out a small bottle from his arms and threw it directly to Yin Zai.

"Originally I gave you one drop of the source of yin and yang, but I did a good job this time, so if I give you ten more drops, it will be doubled for you ten times!"

Yin Chai immediately beamed with joy when he heard this, and hurriedly kowtowed to Zhang Hao, his eyes full of awe.

"Thank you, Mr. Yin-Yang! It's really an honor for me to serve Mr. Yin-Yang! I also hope that Mr. Yin-Yang can give more instructions to his subordinates in the future. As long as you say a word, I will dare to instigate rebellion even to the King of Hell!"

"Pfft!" Huo Xiuxiu listened for a long time and couldn't help laughing when she heard Yin Chai's poor mouth.

Seeing Huo Xiuxiu coming back, Zhang Hao raised his eyebrows and asked: "Have you done your homework today?"

Huo Xiuxiu nodded slightly and then said seriously: "Master, I have sewn twelve pieces of pigskin together, and if you don't look carefully, you can hardly see any gaps."

Zhang Hao frowned and looked at Huo Xiuxiu sternly.

"It's not good yet. You have to practice until you can't see any signs of stitching even if you look carefully. Otherwise, how will you achieve the level of Mr. Painted Skin? Don't be complacent. When you feel you are good enough, go and see Zhang Qilin, Fatty Wang and Hao Xie. Look. Look how much effort they put in.”

Huo Xiuxiu pouted and clenched the corners of her clothes coyly with both hands. After a while, she nodded and said, "Yes, master!"

Despite being reprimanded, Huo Xiuxiu knew in her heart that once Zhang Qilin and the others learned about this, they would be extremely envious.

After all, Zhang Hao had never paid so much attention to Fatty Wang, Hao Xie and Zhang Qilin.

After thinking about it, Huo Xiuxiu became much more open-minded.

At this time, Zhang Hao turned to face Yin Chai and asked: "If I remember correctly, tomorrow is the day when the gates of hell will be opened and the ghosts will return home to visit relatives, right?"

Yin Yang nodded and confirmed: "Mr. Yin Yang is indeed very powerful, and he even knows this kind of information. Yes, tomorrow is the day when the gates of hell will be opened."

"However, the underworld usually sends heavy troops to guard it to prevent the ghost from escaping. After all, once it escapes, it will take an unknown amount of time to catch it again."

"What's more, if these ghosts meet living people in the underworld, their lifespans will be easily affected. This is a serious dereliction of duty in the underworld."

"But in the past two days, I haven't even seen the four major judges, the six-case meritorious officials, and the seventy-fifth division. I don't know what they are busy with."

"I guess maybe Lord Yama discovered something?"

Zhang Hao shook his head. Although the sinister speculation is not nonsense, if you think about it from another perspective, if a person who has been sitting in an office for tens of millions of years suddenly tells you that you are going to go to war, do you still dare to act easily? (End of chapter)

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