He never thought that he could meet a descendant of the Tianjing, who could have a mysterious qi finger and understand Feng Shui and Earth Art better. What if he was not a descendant of the Tianjing?

He heard from his master in his early years that he had such a master of Qimen, who had superb medical skills, proficient in Fengshui and Earth Art, and had excellent martial arts skills!

Su Han meets all three conditions, but what if he is not a descendant of the Heavenly Classic?

"I haven't returned to my master for many years. I don't know how happy he would be to bring back this news!"

Sanchi gritted his teeth and looked back, making sure Su Han didn't follow him, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

If the master hadn't taught me how to escape, I would have been killed by Su Han today!

How could he have thought that Su Han was so young and had such strength, it was so terrifying.

Not to mention Su Han's superb medical skills and his martial arts skills, just his proficiency in Feng Shui and Earth Art is enough to make him sweep everything!

The terrible Feng Shui technique is not something that ordinary people can understand.

Sanchi didn't dare to stop at all. He took a few deep breaths to calm his blood a little, and then left Tianhai overnight.

If he continues to stay in Tianhai, he will not have the chance to escape from Su Han and the others' pursuit.

Leaving the abandoned demolition factory, Su Han went back to the Dream Entertainment City directly.

Yang Zicheng had already deployed, Tie Pao and others were dispatched, and Lin Lin cooperated, but he still failed to catch Sanchi.

"He has some ability. Even if I lose my skills in the Earth Art, I'm afraid you won't be able to catch him."

Su Han shook his head, "Forget it, give him ten more courage, I'm afraid I won't dare to come to Tianhai to make trouble again. Just be careful."

Master Sanchi's meridians were broken by him, so he would not think about using Earth techniques again.

Yang Zicheng nodded: "What is this guy's background? How could he deal with Yuman well?"

He couldn't figure out that the Qiao family had no relationship with these three silly Taoist priests, let alone what kind of grudges could a kind little girl like Qiao Yuman have with this thief.

This guy was so cruel that he almost wanted Qiao Yuman's life!

"Of course he has no grudges with Yuman, but why don't he be a knife for others?"

Su Han glanced at Yang Zicheng and stretched out his hand. His palm slightly loosened, and a faint black air instantly rose into the air.

As soon as he rose, he was imprisoned by Su Han's mysterious energy and had no chance to escape.

Yang Zicheng's eyes widened, especially when he saw the dark air, there seemed to be a human face.

Even though he experienced many strong storms, he could not resist the surprise and his face turned slightly pale.

"this……"

"This is the ghost raised by the thief. It's this thing that almost killed Yuman."

Su Han snorted, his tone full of murderous intent.

In the earth technique, raising yin ghosts is also a means. The three ignorant thieves know a little about this. They raise three yin ghosts, but these yin ghosts are too weak and are vulnerable in front of Su Han.

Yang Zicheng's Adam's apple moved: "Mr. Su, do you think this ghost is really a ghost?"

He was shocked at the black gas. Is there really a ghost in this world?

Su Han said lightly: "Many things cannot be explained clearly, but it is better to believe that they have them."

He was inconvenient to say more. Even if he had not controlled Feng Shui and Earth Art, he would not think about these things. But after he really understood them, he would find that many things in this world cannot be explained by science.

But by using Feng Shui techniques, you can see clearly!

Therefore, Su Han would sigh at the terror of the natural scriptures and almost see through everything in this world!

Yang Zicheng nodded. He had lived so much, so he could naturally understand that he didn't know many things, just because his level was not enough.

"Can you know who is behind the scenes?" he asked.

Su Han nodded: "I already know."

He stared at the black gas, and his palm suddenly grabbed it, and with a slap, the black gas shattered like a soap bubble, instantly shattered and disappeared without a trace.

"Kyoto, three thousand!"

"It's that bastard!" Yang Zicheng gritted his teeth and cursed, "This damn guy has been blocking Yuman's entertainment industry. It seems that he will not give up if he doesn't teach him a lesson!"

A strong murderous aura flashed across Yang Zicheng's face, and he wished he could kill this bastard directly!

"Wan Jiarong has become a pig. If Wan Sanqian is tactful, he will not look for trouble again."

Su Han said calmly, "Also, he has done a lot of bad things, but he has to bear all these causes and effects by himself, and sooner or later he will pay the price!"

Su Han didn't want to say much about this. He was curious now where the three scathing Taoist priests had gone.

I just wiped out his last ghost, and this guy's injury is probably even worse!

"Puchi..."

Taoist Master Sanqi, who was also riding on the plane, suddenly opened his mouth and spit out blood with a whim, directly spraying onto the head of the person sitting in the front seat, which scared the lady to scream.

The entire cabin suddenly became chaotic.

"Sir! What's wrong with you, sir?"

The flight attendant was very nervous, but he never thought that someone would suddenly vomit blood.

Taoist Master Sanchi waved his hand, and a trace of ferocity flashed across his face: "Don't worry about me! I'm fine!"

His last ghost was completely wiped out by Su Han, this bastard!

He spent a lot of effort to raise these ghosts and almost died outside, but was easily wiped out by Su Han. He had to repay this revenge!

"When I get my master's treasure, I will take your life!"

Taoist Master Sanchi wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were full of viciousness, and he was breathing violently, allowing himself to breathe.

In some backward and desolate mountainous area.

The village here is simple and still retains the living conditions that are more than ten years ago. Without new technology products such as Internet TV series, even cars are very rare.

On a mountain in this village, there is a Taoist temple, which now seems a bit broken.

Except for the nearby mountaineering people who come here to burn incense and give money to incense, no one else will come.

At this moment, an old Taoist priest sitting cross-legged in the middle of the Taoist temple, with two white eyebrows horizontally and slowly opened his eyes.

"This unfilial disciple, hum, I still know to come back to see me!"

He could already feel that the Sanchi is getting closer and closer to the Taoist temple, and I wonder if this guy is coming to ask for money from him again.

He snorted, closed his eyes again, too lazy to pay attention to it.

Not long after, I heard a burst of rapid footsteps, and it was a little heavy and a little unstable.

"Master...Master!"

Sanchi shouted, "Save your disciple, save me!"

He held the door and shouted. The Taoist priest sitting in the Taoist temple opened his eyes and saw that his disciple was covered in blood. He couldn't help but frown and stood up quickly.

"What's going on? Why did you become like this?" Master Baimei hurriedly walked over, held Sanchi, and touched his wrist, his face darkened, "You damn guy, you have raised ghosts again!"

He snorted coldly and slapped Sanchi in anger: "You deserve to die outside!"
Chapter completed!