One day later.

Wan Chai, in the living room of a traditional old-fashioned building.

A middle-aged man who resembled Lin Jiuying was looking helplessly at his daughter, whose face was turned into a ball.

The middle-aged man is Lin Fengjiao, who practices Maoshan Shu.

This little girl from Qidudu is his daughter Lin Xiaoting.

Lin Xiaoting said with a smile on her face: "Dad, you just came back from Myanmar and you are going to Thailand soon. When will you go to Mom's place? You promised me last time that you would go there right after you came back from Myanmar."

Lin Fengjiao sighed lightly: "I am a man. Of course I have to put my career first. I will go there when I have time."

Lin Xiaoting couldn't help but rolled her eyes: "What kind of career? Isn't it just helping people to achieve salvation and reciting sutras, and catching crazy people!"

After hearing her daughter's words, Lin Fengjiao could only shake her head helplessly, and then she became even more depressed when she thought of her daughter's natural constitution.

If it were in the past, when people could directly absorb the power in the air for Qi refining, people with ten spirit bodies would definitely be the proud ones of heaven, and they might all have a little hope of becoming immortals through cultivation.

But that's not possible now. Even their cultivation method in Maoshan relies on the weak power in the air and the power of incense.

This makes cultivation very difficult, and it is difficult for the magic power gained from cultivation to affect reality.

The most important point is that the energy level of this energy is too low to allow people to live forever and strengthen their souls, let alone to cultivate immortality.

The Ten Spirit Girls have a special physique and have high requirements for the essence of energy. Therefore, now that Lin Xiaoting is practicing, she is not strengthening herself, but absorbing this low-level energy will lead to the destruction of the Ten Spirit Body, which itself exists in the soul.

ability.

It would be better to preserve the spiritual power in her daughter's soul. When she goes down there in the future, Lin Fengjiao can ask her grandfather, who is sitting in the underworld class below, to help her and see if she can make her daughter a ghost cultivator, or directly give it to her.

She made a plan.

Now let her live a happy life like an ordinary person.

By the way, one more thing is that people with ten spiritual bodies cannot have sex with cultivators or other people with ten spiritual bodies, otherwise this energy will be destroyed.

Thinking of this, Lin Fengjiao couldn't help but asked worriedly: "Last time you said that there was someone in the hospital who had a crush on you. What was his name?"

Lin Xiaoting's mouth started to open up: "Humph! Dad, please don't interrupt. We are talking about mom now. No matter what happens today, we must go to mom's place."

"Winter! Winter! Winter!"

Hearing the knock on the door, Lin Fengjiao felt that a savior had arrived and said quickly: "Someone is looking for me. I'll go and see who it is."

Lin Fengjiao opened the door and saw that the person who came was her senior brother Yuan Ren, and couldn't help but asked strangely: "Why are you here?"

Yuan Ren smiled and said: "I know you are back and I came here specifically to see you. Why don't you invite me in to chat?"

The two came to the living room and sat down, while Lin Xiaoting went to help them make tea.

After taking a sip of hot tea, Yuan Ren said mysteriously: "Do you remember the old man Kaohsiung you had a fight with before and forced him to make a three-part agreement with you?"

Speaking of this name, Lin Fengjiao couldn't help but frown: "Did he break the agreement and use magic to do something outrageous? If so, I will kill him even if we die together."

Yuan Ren shook his head: "No, he has met an opponent. I heard that he has said that he will fight to the death with this opponent."

Lin Fengjiao couldn't help but become interested: "Although Kaohsiung's intentions are evil, his special martial arts skills are extremely powerful. Who else in Hong Kong can fight with him?"

Yuan Ren took a sip of tea and shook his head: "I don't know who the other party is, but they agreed to fight to the death on Tai Mo Shan, the highest mountain in Hong Kong, in three days."

Lin Fengjiao thought for a while and said: "That does have some meaning. We can go and have a look to avoid Kaohsiung from playing tricks."

At the same time, some free practitioners in Hong Kong also decided to go to Tai Mo Shan to see this rare fighting method.

...

In the villa on Putai Island, after listening to Lin Jiuzheng's report, Lin Li understood what the other party was thinking. He was forcing himself to confront him head-on, hoping to reverse the situation where the enemy was in darkness and we were in darkness.

Lin Li thought for a moment and decided not to back down, but to make a name for himself. Anyway, this is not his main world, so he can play a little more wildly.

"My Iceberg Beauty Wife"

Moreover, this world is different from the original world. There are many experts in the horror movies of this world. If you want to get some familiar tasks, you have to compete with these experts or let them find you.

The most important point is that now that I am in a state of soul, even if I can't be beaten, I can run away without any problem. Some guns and ammunition will have no effect on me.

Lin Li thought clearly and said to Lin Jiuzheng: "Ask Naimi to use the little ghost to send the message. We will see you at the top of Tai Mo Mountain at seven o'clock in the evening in three days."

"I understand, Master."

...

Three days later, the weather today was very bad, with heavy rain and strong winds, which are common heavy rains in coastal areas.

But even in this situation, there are at least twenty or thirty people in an open space surrounded by trees on Tai Mo Shan, waiting in embarrassment for the fight to begin.

After all, such a once-in-a-century fight is rare, especially when one of them is Kaohsiung, who is famous for his fight in Hong Kong.

These twenty or thirty people were clearly divided into three groups.

The first group are people who only have yin and yang eyes or some crude methods to catch ghosts.

The second group are some evil cultivators who are not very strong, or people who use life span or luck to activate small spells.

The last group is the people with magic power.

These people with only yin and yang eyes were all wearing ponchos and holding hands, huddled together in the violent storm, cursing the weather in their hearts, but hoping to see a wonderful battle later, or to steal a

Both moves can only be endured.

Others, who cultivated various evil powers, used magic power to barely keep themselves standing.

The remaining few experts each performed in their own way.

The most eye-catching one is Lin Fengjiao, who has never been weaker than anyone else in her life.

I saw Lin Fengjiao holding a human-sized talisman umbrella, covering her senior brother and daughter underneath.

And the most strange thing is that these violent storms that were about to blow away some thin people fell near his talisman umbrella and talisman umbrella, and suddenly became like a breeze blowing on his face, not even the corners of their clothes.

Blowing is like changing the laws of nature nearby.

With this ability to influence reality, I was amazed when I looked at the nearby people wearing ponchos and staggering around with yin and yang eyes. I understood that this person's cultivation level was almost astounding.

The few evil cultivators who were lucky enough to barely stand and keep their bodies looked even more secretly frightened. At the same time, they remembered his appearance and must be careful if they encounter him next time.

After looking at Lin Fengjiao and the others, they looked at the other experts who looked like ordinary people in the storm.

That Michiko of the Jiuju Sect is currently sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed under an awning. At the four corners of the awning, there is a thin white rope with a few thin nails in the ground.

But such a simple awning was as if it was welded shut by iron. Such a strong storm could not move the awning at all. If it weren't for the clothes and pants on her and the bodyguards around her, they were all wet.

, that would be even more awesome.

There was also a man who looked like a monk. He nailed a Zen staff to the ground and recited the Diamond Sutra loudly. Even the violent storms could not lower his heroic voice.

If Lin Li was here, he would know that he is the master in the Menggui Building.

The other is a beautiful woman who looks a bit like a mixed race. She puts the orchid finger on her right hand to her mouth and keeps reciting a mantra. She wears a white dress as if it has its own wisdom, floating on her head for her.

She was protected from the wind and rain, but her clothes and pants were also wet.

Lin Li will now see that she is the female mage in the ghost hunt.

Of course, there were a few people with their own magical powers, but the same thing was that all their clothes and pants were wet.

.........

Under the talisman umbrella, Lin Xiaoting said in surprise: "Dad, how did you do this? It's so amazing."

Lin Fengjiao, who had blue veins on her face, did not answer her daughter's words, but gritted her teeth tightly and said to Yuan Ren: "Brother, it's your turn."

Yuan Ren looked around with expressions of admiration, admiration or amazement, nodded, and then used all his magic power to hold the handle of the Qiankun Umbrella with his hands.

Lin Fengjiao put down her umbrella and let out a breath before replying to her daughter: "This is the result of our cultivation. Do you think any other people are as good as us?"

Lin Xiaoting had a look of admiration on her face: "I always thought you were just pretending to be a magician, but I didn't expect you to be so powerful, dad, as if you were a master of magic."

Lin Fengjiao showed a bitter smile, holding the precious Qiankun Umbrella at the bottom of the box, and consuming so much mana, it was her daughter who sounded like a magic master.

"Okay, stop talking, it's almost seven o'clock, they should be here."

.......

As seven o'clock in the evening was approaching, the violent storm finally subsided, but the sky was getting darker and darker. Just when everyone was worried about whether the fight could still start,

"Dongdongdong"

Suddenly there was a sound of drums, and at the same time, a fat man with an encouraging word on his chest appeared in the clearing of the crowd. He kept beating the drum with both hands and chanting incantations that no one could understand.

As the spell became faster and faster, a pocket at his feet suddenly started to vibrate, as if some small animal was about to come out.

During his last rapid roar, several green lights suddenly appeared in the bag, and then flew into several covered braziers near the clearing, turning into a ball of green flames, illuminating the clearing.

.

"Dad, what is this? It's so awesome."

"It's so awesome, it's the evil phosphorus fire technique."

"Oh, well, I remember some magic tricks can do that too."

After the light came in, everyone saw a shirtless man with a strong upper body and a temperament like a lion walking from a distance. He was Kaohsiung.
To be continued...