Taoist An Chun is mourning for his old age, and he has to waste his lifespan to tell fortunes for others. Sooner or later, he will have to tell fortunes for me. It is simply a road of no return!

No wonder this old boy keeps trying to escape.

Who wouldn't be allowed to run instead?

Young Master Jiuyou watched Lin Shan teach his captives with great interest. He was extremely pleased with his approach and expressed that he had also learned from it.

This frightened Patriarch Hongdong beside him, "If you don't learn from me, why would you learn this thing?"

Two incense sticks.

Taoist An Chun figured it out.

He opened his eyes tiredly and pointed to the southwest.

"In the next two days, the weapon spirit will stop at 2,700 miles away."

Lin Shan and Young Master Jiuyou both looked at Ancestor Hongdong, who relied on his memory of the vicinity of the Swallowing Star Mountains.

"It should be Moth Ridge. The peaks there are the highest in the vicinity, which is convenient for the weapon spirit to collect and absorb star power."

Both of them expressed their understanding after hearing this.

Young Master Jiuyou took out a talisman, put it to his lips and uttered a few words before throwing it out.

This transmission note flew a few feet and then fell straight to the ground, burrowed into the soil and disappeared.

Escape and transmit notes.

Most of the high-level monks in Chu Kingdom’s demonic cultivation world use it.

"Second brother, I have to wait for my men and horses to come and rendezvous, which will delay you for some time. Don't worry about it, right?"

Lin Shan smiled and told him that it didn't matter if he waited for a day and a half.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."

"That's good."

While waiting, Young Master Jiuyou took Hongdong Ancestor away alone.

Look at the slap in the face, the ancestor Hongdong is possessed by demonic energy from time to time, rolling around in the distance, probably being tortured about something.

Lin Shan pointed at Taoist An Chun next to him:

"Did you see that? Compared to my elder brother, am I much nicer to you?"

"Yes Yes Yes..."

Taoist An Chun fully agreed, but in his heart he could only say, "Thank you."

Who keeps asking me to mark his death anniversary all day long?

Li Yuanjie led people to search the various caves on the cliffs to see if there were any storage bags left by the demon disciples, which could also be used to earn some extra money for his men.

Lin Shan didn't like this, he was searching Zhi Lian's storage bag.

I found that the things inside were quite ordinary and ordinary, and there was nothing eye-catching about them.

In the eyes of Lin Shan, a wealthy man, most of them were just playing house and looked down upon at all.

The useless magic treasures are simply thrown into the warehouse and used as gatekeepers. The only thing worth taking a little seriously is to refine insect soldiers.

Zhi Lian Zhenren can use the corpses of insects and then refine them into insect soldiers, which have not been broken up to this day.

For example, his blood-sucking leech has two golden elixir stage insect king remains for him to control. On weekdays, he can follow him to fight against magic weapons, which is considered the main method.

There are also large and small leech soldiers, hundreds of them in total.

Lin Shan took a look and found that the original one was more durable, so he would not have to continue to make it again.

Moreover, he is not very interested in feeding another kind of spiritual insect, demonic insect.

After searching around, I didn't find any valuable clues.

He had no choice but to come up with the idea of ​​refining the soul of a real person with leeches in a soul-locking pot.

At first, this guy was very arrogant, but Lin Shan couldn't help but send the ghost fire in. After half a day, this guy immediately became honest.

Weeping and thanking him, he quickly asked Lin Shan to bring out the soul fire!

What he said was very similar to that of Patriarch Hongdong, and the two of them shared information, so Lin Shan felt relieved.

Anyway, you have to experience it yourself, and it doesn’t matter if you are delayed on the way.

Master Zhi Lian kept shouting in the pot, wanting Lin Shan to put his body back in while it was still warm, and asked him if the golden elixir had been well preserved.

Lin Shan had no intention of resurrecting him at all, and just threw him into the soul-locking pot and ignored him.

...

One day later.

A group of people flew from the sky, full of demonic aura and murderous intent.

The leader was a man with a ferocious-looking face, exuding the aura of the late Jin Dan.

"Young Master, after we received the message, we rushed here without stopping."

"Thank you for your hard work, Protector Wu. I will rely on you to help me in the future."

Young Master Jiuyou is very polite to the Bird Protector. It is not difficult to guess that this person must be of high rank in the Jiuyou Sect.

The group of demonic disciples behind them all had flags on their backs and were extremely skilled in marching and fighting. It was said that every member was an elite hand-picked by Young Master Jiuyou.

"This is my second brother Lin Shan, the genius of immortality. He will spend this time with us next."

"I have admired you for a long time."

The men in gray robes exchanged pleasantries.

"Hey, where is my disciple Hao Yun, why didn't he come?"

"Report, Hao Yun is returning to the Jin Kingdom with Protector Tie to further his studies. He will not be seen for a while."

"All right."

Young Master Jiuyou was a little anxious and uneasy.

Because of his terrible bad luck, countless people in the Chu Kingdom's cultivation world were thinking about him all day long, so one can imagine the pressure he was under.

Ever since the underground river in the forbidden area of ​​​​the cliff broke the stalactite pillars of the Ten Thousand Years Spirit Milk, he has been unlucky. This is obviously a backlash of luck.

According to the words of the third brother Zhong Shenxiu, we must find ways to improve our luck, do good deeds, practice merit, and follow the right path in order to slowly neutralize it.

So he accepted a disciple.

This disciple's name is Hao Yun, and he is reliable and has a good head in all aspects.

This time I explored the secret treasure of True Lord Yuxing. I originally wanted to bring it with me, but in the end I couldn't come, so I had no choice.

Young Master Jiuyou felt a little regretful and wanted to introduce Hongdong Ancestor to everyone, thus completely tying him to his warship.

They counted carefully and found that there were three golden elixir stage monks. The owl protectors in the late golden elixir stage are so powerful that they must be more powerful than ordinary people without even thinking about it. Together with the young master Jiuyou and the ancestor Hongdong, Lin Shan's side made a little comparison.

Appearing shabby.

He is the only one who can fight. Taoist An Chun is not only a fortune teller, but expecting him to fight is a complete loss of life.

The two groups of people were talking and laughing, walking together towards the agreed place.

"Second brother, when did you change your car and it looks so majestic?"

Young Master Jiuyou is very coveted at the foot of Lin Shan and envies his appearance. But he cannot learn this kind of biotechnology, and Lin Shan will not give it to him.

"This is a flying boat made of a sea of ​​insects. It is comparable to a flying magic weapon. How about it? Is it okay?"

Lin Shan was very proud of himself. He could not be too proud of this.

But then, Young Master Jiuyou took out a small boat.

It stretches in the wind and turns into a large painting boat.

"Flying magic weapon?!"
Chapter completed!