On the top of Longsu Mountain, Luo Xian'er stood in front of Qingyun Temple gate covered in mud, looking at the rusty copper lock on the gate of the Taoist temple, and a red paper posted on the door, saying, "I have something to do to go down the mountain. Friends of Taoism, if believers come to visit, please return the same way." She was so anxious that she almost shed tears.

"Dead Taoist, stinky Taoist, you won't go down the mountain sooner or later, why do you choose to go down the mountain at this time?" Seeing the lines of words written on the red paper, Luo Xian'er was so angry that she kicked the disrepaired wooden door and said in a crying voice: "Even if you go down the mountain, can't you stick the red paper at the foot of the mountain?!"

Luo Xian'er, who had spent nearly three hours climbing from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, was tearful, but in fact she misunderstood Zhao Qingshan, because when she went down the mountain four days ago, Zhao Qingshan prepared two pieces of red paper and wrote the same content, one posted on the door of the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, and the other posted on the tree next to the trail at the foot of the mountain.

However, I don’t know if the red paper at the foot of the mountain was torn off by some unethical guy, which led to Luo Xian'er gritting her teeth and climbing up to the top of the mountain, but discovering the experience of Zhao Qingshan not being in the temple.

Luo Xian'er became more and more angry the more she thought about it. She raised her feet and then kicked the door twice. But she didn't expect that her actions of venting anger would actually kick the door of the Taoist temple down directly!

"Cruff..." "Bang-!!"

The wooden door, which was originally simply fixed with wood, officially announced a strike at this moment.

The wooden door fell heavily under Luo Xian'er's dumbfounded gaze, after making a harsh sound, causing a flying dust.

Just as the wooden door fell, Luo Xian'er heard a creepy sneer, "Hehehe... stupid girl, what door you can't kick, why do you want to kick this door?!"

"Hu——" The moment the dark laughter sounded, the top of Longsu Mountain, which was originally only breeze, suddenly became a storm, and the trees in the Taoist temple were blown whirring.

Ye Qingjun, the ghost cultivator who was designed by Zhao Qingshan to carry back to the Taoist temple for transformation, regained freedom the moment the gate fell. His laughter was full of madness, "It's thanks to the little calf's nose that brought me back to the Taoist temple. These days, the incense and the divine light were burned, and I even practiced the body of the Yang Evil. From then on, I will no longer be afraid of the sunshine. The world is so big that I can go!"

The so-called Yang Evil body is a magical power that ghost cultivators in the form of spirit bodies practice sudden enlightenment by chance. Ghost cultivators who possess Yang Evil body are equivalent to obtaining a license to move freely in broad daylight. It is a magical power that every ghost cultivator dreams of.

Originally, Zhao Qingshan designed to bring Ye Qingjun back to the Taoist temple to use the divine light emitted by the statues in the Taoist temple and the incense that permeates the Taoist temple to eliminate the evil aura on Ye Qingjun's body, but unexpectedly, at the last critical moment, Luo Xian'er accidentally kicked over the door.

The red line tied to the little clay man is not an ordinary yarn, but a simple magic weapon made by Zhao Qingshan after he incorporates the talisman. It can trap Ye Qingjun tightly among the clay man, accept the scorching of divine light at all times, and accelerate the dissipation of the Yin Evil Qi.

In order to increase the power of the red line, Zhao Qingshan also posted talismans in six positions in the Taoist temple to form a simple formation and completely cut off the possibility of Ye Qingjun escaping.

One of these six talismans was stuck on the gate outside the Taoist temple by Zhao Qingshan... Luo Xian'er kicked the gate down with three kicks, and naturally broke the formation set up by Zhao Qingshan.

Once this formation was lifted, the red line tied to Ye Qingjun lost its strong restraint. In addition, Ye Qingjun had already felt that his hard practice had been practicing for many years and was about to disappear under the scorching of this divine light, so of course he struggled desperately.

As a result, Zhao Qingshan's efforts failed. Ye Qingjun, who escaped from the Taoist temple, was not only not eliminated from his resentment and evil spirit, but instead allowed him to cultivate into a yang evil body!

Ye Qingjun's strange laughter seemed to come from all directions, which made Luo Xian'er standing at the door of the Taoist temple scare her face. She took several steps back. She looked around in a daze for a while, and asked with a trembling voice: "Who... who is inside?"

"Hehehehe... Girl, I should have thanked you for helping me escape from the sea of ​​suffering, but I was suppressed by the calf's nose before the statue and suffered every day. I almost exhausted my Taoist practice after years of cultivation... I'm sorry, I'll contribute to me your treasured Yuanyin for twenty years! Hehehehe..."

As soon as Ye Qingjun's strange laughter fell, the cold wind on the top of the mountain became even more intense.

Luo Xian'er clearly saw an illusory figure flashing through her sight, and a strong wind came towards her, which scared her legs so much that she fell and she collapsed directly on the ground.

"No... don't kill me! Help... Help!!!"

Zhao Qingshan, who was walking steadily from the foot of the mountain to the middle of the mountain, suddenly heard a faint cry for help from the top of the mountain. He frowned and a golden light suddenly appeared on his forehead.

Zhao Qingshan, who had opened his eyes at the sky, saw at a glance the mountain top that was originally blue and blue. It suddenly became gray mist, with green lights flourishing, and a strong yin energy almost enveloped the entire mountain!

Seeing this scene, Zhao Qingshan couldn't help but feel nervous, and he secretly shouted "The big thing is not good." While using his strength to rush to the top of the mountain, he did not forget to shout, "Serious, don't hurt people's lives!"

"Oh, no... it's the little calf's nose is back!" Ye Qingjun, who was pounced on Luo Xian'er to take Yuanyin to restore his strength, was shocked by Zhao Qingshan's voice suddenly coming from the hillside.

The evil spirit that had been melted by the divine light in recent days has almost reached the point where Ye Qingjun was exhausted. If he faced Zhao Qingshan at this time, Ye Qingjun had no chance of winning at all.

A brief thought flashed through, and Ye Qingjun carefully chose to leave.

"You girl is lucky, but next time, it will not be so cheap. At that time, I will not only take your Yuanyin, but also clean up the calf's nose. Let you two go to the underworld to be a pair of desperate mandarin ducks, hahaha...hehehehe..."

Amid the strange laughter of a little resentment, Ye Qingjun turned into a gust of cold wind and fled.

After two minutes after Ye Qingjun escaped, Zhao Qingshan, who had fought hard to rush up the mountain, appeared panting on a green grass diagonally opposite the Taoist gate.

Seeing Luo Xian'er who was lying on the ground and could hardly breathe, Zhao Qingshan originally wanted to ask about the previous situation, but then he saw the open door.

"not good!"

Seeing a scene, Zhao Qingshan was shocked and didn't even have time to ask. He rushed into the Taoist temple at a speed of 100 meters.

In the main hall of the Taoist temple, Zhao Qingshan saw that the statue had fallen to the ground and there were small clay men broken into pieces of red lines scattered around him, and his face changed on the spot.

"Fuck, this is not a fat sheep, this is a star of the Death Gate!"
Chapter completed!