“Go to Jingyuan Community.”

After Lin Qianxun’s xx new village hospital, Zhao Lingjun directly stopped the vehicle. Zhao Lingjun is no longer the same as before. With a grand master like Wu Xuanyun as his apprentice, Zhao Lingjun is full of confidence and full of the smell of a nouveau riche.

"Where are you?" After getting in the car, Zhao Lingjun called Lin Yiren.

"What's wrong?" Lin Yiren's phone was noisy, and he didn't know where this guy was fooling around.

"Something happened." Zhao Lingjun said. "I almost made a mistake. You should go back to the community and meet me.

"I'll take your lungs." Lin Yiren said, "I almost thumped it. Is it a little accident?"

...

Zhao Lingjun had just walked into a community that seemed to have been attacked by a group of terrorist attacks when he heard a sound of brakes behind him.

When Zhao Lingjun turned around, he saw a brand new Audi A4 slamming into the flower bed at the entrance of the community.

m/lgbd." Zhao Lingjun was startled. But he saw Lin Yi jumping out of the car in anger, looking heartbroken.

"Damn, how could you have a car?" Zhao Lingjun was stunned for a moment.

md, I just bought it today." Lin Yiren said.

"You didn't buy it with my apprentice's money, right?" Zhao Lingjun looked at Lin Yiren and said.

"Nonsense, I don't need your apprentice's money to buy it. I don't have money. I'm selling me to the Niulang Street, but it's not worth an A4." Lin Yiren looked at the front of his A4 with distress, without even raising his head.

"Damn, you are too shameless." Zhao Lingjun almost fainted on the ground with a bang.

"What's shameless? I've set up several magic circles for him to protect the magic." Lin Yiren raised his head as he said, but when he saw Zhao Lingjun's expression, Lin Yiren was shocked.

"Why are your face so bad?"

"Nonsense, didn't I tell you on the phone just now? Did someone almost get rid of me?" Zhao Lingjun said depressedly.

"I'll take your lungs." Lin Yiren didn't even look at the injuries of his beloved car. He took out his cell phone and dialed Wu Xiaoye's phone number. "Go and go up and talk."

"You're nothing wrong, it's just that your vitality is exhausted and your Taoist power is consumed too much." Wu Xiaoye said to Zhao Lingjun while retracting the three black silks that were as thin as hair that were sank into Zhao Lingjun's hand.

"The power of Tao is consumed too much?" Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun with an eye like a beast. "What's going on? You shouldn't just release the Void Yin-Yang Sword so scary."

"Damn, do you think I'm an idiot." Zhao Lingjun glared at Lin Yiren depressedly, slowly sneaking into Sanxing Building, and going to the rooftop. He saw the negotiation between the young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and the middle-aged man in gray. Of course, he watched the living sequel in the room and took the opportunity to touch the woman. Zhao Lingjun naturally skipped it.

“Ampe Onmyoji?

But Zhao Lingjun just talked about the two men in black who suddenly walked out of the black door holding strange paper banners. Lin Yiren and Wu Xiaoye's faces changed.

"What?" Zhao Lingjun asked strangely. "The middle-aged man in gray also said that they were Ampe Onmyoji. Are they very powerful?

When Lin Yiren heard Zhao Lingjun’s question, he did not answer, but his eyes were full of murderous aura. “Ampe Onmyoji is also a group of cultivators who can use the power of Yin and Ming.”

Wu Xiaoye glanced at Lin Yiren, who seemed to be about to go wild at any time, and said to Zhao Lingjun. "Their magic is also very strange. You can summon some powerful dark creatures from the Yin Ming Land without using magic weapons to help you fight."

After pausing, Wu Xiaoye continued: "And unlike our Netherworld Mage, they can not only control these powerful dark creatures they summoned, but also use some means to continuously improve the abilities of the dark creatures they summoned. The most powerful Onmyoji in the legend can even upgrade the dark creatures they summoned to have terrifying powers like ancient gods and beasts."

"Damn it. Isn't this equivalent to raising a growing demon pet?" Zhao Lingjun gasped.

"In a sense, yes." Wu Xiaoye glanced at Lin Yiren and slowly said to Zhao Lingjun: "It was because of this that Master Netherworld suffered a great loss."

"Mage Netherworld has fought with them?" Zhao Lingjun was shocked and couldn't help but turn around and look at Lin Yiren.

Before Lin Yiren answered, Zhao Lingjun knew the answer. Because Lin Yiren's current face and expression now seemed to have five Dayu written in a brush. "I want to cut them down.

"Have you ever got involved with them?" Zhao Lingjun looked at Lin Yiren. "Why did you get involved?

"Why did it start?" Lin Yiren, who had been holding on, suddenly approached the state of rioting. "If the little Japanese runs to sh, burn, kill, loot, will you mess with them?"

"Nonsense, go to death."

Zhao Lingjun didn't even think about it, and such a sentence came out, but as soon as he said that, Zhao Lingjun suddenly realized. "Are they Japanese?

"Nonsense, if they were Chinese, they were also called Master Netherworld, how could they be called Onmyoji?" Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun with an idiot.

m/lgbd, how can I know if you don’t tell me?" Zhao Lingjun said depressedly.

"The Ampe lineage has always been one of the strongest genres in the Japanese Onmyoji school." Wu Xiaoye looked at Zhao Lingjun. "When the Japanese war was held, the warlocks near the sh had cooperated with the 19th Route Army at that time to organize a beheading operation, targeting several leaders of the Japanese army at that time. But unexpectedly, those leaders were protected by Ampe Onmyoji. In the end, this assassination operation turned into a magic battle between the two sides."

"The two sides fought a war at the Hongkou Dojo. The final result was that the 18 Taoist sorcerers who participated in the assassination were wiped out, including three famous Netherworld wizards at that time. The Ampe Onmyoji at that time was also severely damaged. Soon after, they all returned to Japan for cultivation."

"It turns out that they were actually accomplices of the Japanese invaders in China."

After Wu Xiaoye said this, Zhao Lingjun's face was covered with murderous aura. However, Zhao Lingjun felt that even if there was no such relationship, he would not let them go with the bullet they made.

"Zhao Lingjun." After hearing what Zhao Lingjun said, Lin Yiren's murderous aura became stronger. "What will we do tonight to meet them?"

"Okay." Zhao Lingjun responded happily.

"Don't be impulsive." Wu Xiaoye looked at the two impulsive men and couldn't help but smile slightly.

"The opponent is unknown, Zhao Lingjun, you have not yet realized your power. How can you help them?"

"Then I'll find trouble for them in two days." Zhao Lingjun said depressedly as he felt the waves in his body that seemed to be surging, but now he seemed to have no power.

"Okay, when you have your power back, we will go and search their hometown." Lin Yiren nodded, his face relaxed a little. "You continue talking about how they discovered you later and how did you hurt you?

"Okay." Zhao Lingjun nodded, and how he could follow the man in gray to a small hotel and save a congenital supernatural person. As for what red lead secret pills the man in gray at that time, when he wanted to learn from Lei Feng to do good deeds, Zhao Lingjun naturally told him a word.

When Zhao Lingjun talked about the golden token marked with gossip, Lin Yiren and Wu Xiaoye's faces were already solemn. When Zhao Lingjun talked about a bundle of blue spikes tied with yellow ribbons, Lin Yiren and Wu Xiaoye changed their faces together.

"Where is the bundle of blue nails?" Lin Yiren's whole body actually trembled slightly.

"It's here." Zhao Lingjun took out the bundle of blue spikes from the clothes he changed.

Zhao Lingjun looked at Lin Yiren very strangely, not knowing why Lin Yiren seemed so excited.

"Soul-fixing Nail! Just glanced at the blue nail in Zhao Lingjun's hand. Wu Xiaoye, who had always been calm, couldn't help but exclaim.

"Soul-Stationing Nail? One of the Ten Blacks of the Netherworld Master?" Zhao Lingjun was stunned for a moment, looking at Lin Yiren with inquiring eyes, hoping to get an answer. However, Zhao Lingjun looked at Lin Yiren in a blink of an eye, not only did he tremble all over, but even the muscles on his face seemed to be twisted.

"Maoshan Sect, I. Damn. Your ancestor."

Lin Yiren did not answer Zhao Lingjun's question, but made a sound like a trapped beast from his throat.

"What's going on?" Zhao Lingjun suddenly became stupid.

"The Soul-Stationing Nail is the famous magic weapon of the White Bone Master Jian Dengbang." Wu Xiaoye looked at the silly Zhao Lingjun and said quietly: "The White Bone Master Jian Dengbang is Lin Yiren's master."

"What do you mean is that the so-called righteous alchemist who conspired to the White Bone Master Jian Dengbang was a member of the Maoshan Sect?" Zhao Lingjun suddenly woke up.

"Where is that person now?" Lin Yiren raised his head, his eyes were covered in blood red, filled with murderous aura.

"I don't know either." Lin Yiren's murderous aura suffocated Zhao Lingjun. "After seeing me use the White Bone Burning Immortal Sword, he ran away without even wearing his clothes."

"You..." Lin Yiren glanced at Zhao Lingjun, as if he was about to blame Zhao Lingjun for easily letting go of the middle-aged man in gray who might have been his enemy.

But Wu Xiaoye's words made Lin Yiren calm down suddenly.

"Since I know that the other party is from Maoshan Sect, I don't have to hurry up to take revenge. What's more, although this person has a soul nailed in his hand, he may not be your enemy of killing master. The most important thing now is to find out the matter."

"That's right, if you can run away, the monk can't run away. At worst, we won't go to trouble those Onmyoji. We will copy the Maoshan Sect first, dig out that person and ask what's going on." Zhao Lingjun said.

"How can Maoshan Sect be so easy to deal with? If the so-called Taoist Xuanmen are so easy to deal with, will I still need to hide in so many years?" Lin Yiren took a deep breath and looked at Zhao Lingjun. "Although your Taoist power is high, but your experience is too shallow. When facing the enemy, maybe a person with a lower cultivation level than you can kill you and go with you to copy the Maoshan Sect's old nest. I guess I will ask Wu Xiaoye to help us collect the body."

"I have too little experience. I have to blame you for not giving me any bad help." Zhao Lingjun saw Lin Yiren's expression relaxed, and said after a smile, "Why tell me first about the use of your master's soul-binding nail."

As soon as he saw the bundle of soul-stabilizing nails placed in front of him, Lin Yiren's eyes became slightly wet again.

"These thirteen soul-fixing nails are the master magic weapons of our Biluo lineage." Lin Yiren took a deep breath and said to Zhao Lingjun. "Any flesh and blood body, as long as it is penetrated into the back of our soul-fixing nail, will become a puppet under the command of the magician."

"Isn't this the same as the peach wood nails used by many cult Taoists in many movies that can turn corpses into zombies that are subject to the user's orders?" Zhao Lingjun looked at Lin Yiren and said.

"How can those ordinary corpse control nails be compared with these thirteen soul-fixing nails? That kind of ordinary corpse control nails can only turn the corpse into zombies with a slightly greater power than ordinary people."

Lin Yiren glanced at Zhao Lingjun and said, "And our flesh and blood body controlled by our thirteen soul-fixing nails can not only have terrifying self-repair ability, but also completely retain their ability during their lifetime."

"The terrifying self-repair ability and the ability to completely retain one's life?" Zhao Lingjun was greatly surprised. "What you mean is that if we hit this soul-fixing nail in the back of a cultivator, then that cultivator will become a puppet we control. Moreover, he can not only have the Taoist skills, but also have the ** self-restoration ability that he does not have in normal times?

"Yes." Lin Yiren nodded. "So this soul-fixing nail is ranked among the top ten powerful weapons of the Netherworld."

"Damn, these thirteen nails can control thirteen people?

"Yes."

"If I give those two Onmyojis, one of them, will they obey my orders?

"Of course." Lin Yiren said proudly. "Even if the leader of Maoshan is beaten by you, he will become a puppet who obeys your orders."
Chapter completed!