"Master, don't worry, I have already made arrangements, come and have a blessing!" Cheng Yuanzhi, a young man in a gorgeous dress, smiled with a springy face, opened his mouth and shouted, and then walked into the door of the restaurant a middle-aged man dressed in a blue slave outfit.

"Young Master, if you have anything to do, please give me instructions!" After the middle-aged man in blue came in, he smiled flatteringly.

"Well, you lead the way forward and go to the manor." Cheng Yuanzhi responded lightly, then ordered.

"Yes, young master, the young man is leading the way forward." The middle-aged man named "Laifu" lowered his head and responded, then went to the outsider, obviously knowing where he was going in advance.

"Master Luo, please." Cheng Yuanzhi looked at Luo Zhan proudly, acted in a graceful manner, and bowed his hand to ask for help.

"Yeah." Luo Zhan narrowed his eyes slightly, and was silent for a moment. Then he looked calm and responded lightly, and followed Lai Fu, who was leading the way, and strode forward.

"Haha, cousin, let's keep up." Cheng Yuanzhi shook the folding fan in his hand, looked at "Zheng Yuping" and smiled.

"Well, cousin." Zheng Yuping's face was rosy, she opened her red lips lightly, responded with a crisp sound, then took a step and followed Cheng Yuanzhi side by side.[

"Master, I just used breakfast, why should I walk so fast that I was sweating all over my body?" Cheng Yuanzhi gasped behind Luo Zhan, his sweat was wet. He looked at the manor vaguely in front of him, and stopped and asked in dissatisfaction.

Luo Zhan was quite disgusted with the voice of "Cheng Yuanzhi" behind him. Therefore, the speed of his movement has been accelerated a lot, which has caused Lai Fu to speed up his pace. However, "Cheng Yuanzhi" who has almost emptied his body by the wine.

How could I bear the crime of rushing to the road? Although it was only four or five miles away, I was so tired that I was breathing loudly, so I didn’t have time to speak out to talk to "Zheng Yuping".

Luo Zhan turned around and looked at Cheng Yuanzhi, who was breathing, and shook his head slightly, then looked at Zheng Yuping, who had some tiny sweat beads of oozing out of the tip of his nose, and then stood up.

"Well, the manor ahead is a haunted house. Don't get close to you, just stay here and wait for my news." Luo Zhan looked at a manor about a little beyond in front of him. After confirming that it was a haunted house, he said to several people.

"Well, Manager Luo, be careful. You must know that even Taoist Master Chi Songzi will not be able to get the evil ghosts in the manor. If you lose, get out quickly. When the magic power is deep in the future, it will not be too late to eliminate ghosts." Zheng Yuping remembered the failure of Taoist Master Chi Songzi last time, hesitated for a moment, and then reminded clearly.

"Don't worry, my cousin. I think Master Luo is not only profound in Taoism, but also extraordinary in martial arts. There will be no danger. We will wait for the master to return successfully here." Cheng Yuanzhi heard the words of "Zheng Yuping" and did not wait for Luo Zhan to reply. He was the first to rush to speak out.

"Thank you for your concern for Miss Zheng. I will be careful to deal with evil spirits." Luo Zhan frowned slightly when he heard Cheng Yuanzhi's words, but then he stretched out and looked at Zheng Yuping and smiled.

"Yes." Zheng Yuping's face turned slightly red, she lowered her head and responded softly.

Looking at Zheng Yuping with a slightly red face, Luo Zhan's eyes lit up. "Yuping in the Lotus" is indeed worthy of her predecessor's infatuation, and she can rank in the top three in "Qinghe Town". She has its own unique features. Although she is famous for her generous and heroic spirit, her shy look is also very attractive.

Then, Luo Zhan, who had deep breath of turbid air, threw away the three of them, turned around and walked towards the manor inside and outside, and walked over. When he was a hundred meters away from the manor ahead, Luo Zhan used his underworld force and gathered in his eyes. His eyes suddenly increased. He faintly saw a sliver of black air above the manor, wisps of black air entangled with each other, rolling.

After putting away the underworld power, Luo Zhan blinked his eyes and then looked at the manor ahead with only the ordinary "Mind Eye Wisdom" technique, and was secretly shocked. Using the scene where he gathered his eyes just now, it showed that there must be a "middle-level ghost" ghost in the manor. And it is more than one "middle-level ghost" ghost.

At this moment, Luo Zhan did not dare to neglect it. He took out a small silver plate and a black token the size of a palm from his arms. Looking at a low-level magic weapon "The Soul Shield" in his hand and another mid-level magic weapon "Five Soul Yin Phosphorus Pan", Luo Zhan's secret drumming slowly calmed down.

"The situation at this time of Guan Manor has become a true ghost nest. I believe that there must be many ghosts on the second and third levels of the ghost in the early stage. As long as there is no soul in the late stage of the ghost, there should be no major danger with the help of the low-level magic weapon "Ming Soul Shield" with the attack and defense in his hands, and the "Five Soul Yin and Phosphorus Pan" promoted to the intermediate level magic weapon, there should be no major danger."

Looking at the "Ghost Manor", Luo Zhan held the two magic weapons in his hand tightly, thinking in his heart that if he had good luck, he would have gained a lot.

"Well, if you don't go in and walk back in the door because you are afraid of a few little ghosts, it will be too shameless. Since Taoist Achisongzi can visit the manor, I believe there will be no major danger. I will go in and wander around the edge. If I meet a little ghost, I will capture Jingu. If I encounter a ghost in the middle stage of the ghost, it will not be too late to leave the manor again."

Luo Zhan thought about it in his heart and had already made up his mind to make a profit if he was right, and to escape if he was in danger. After all, his life must be kept forever, so he cannot waste the big one because of the small.

"Well, just do it like this. This manor is not a battlefield. If you are defeated and fled in danger, you don't have to worry about the law enforcement officer!" Luo Zhan, after thinking about it, became cruel and ruthless, and a decision was made.

Immediately, Luo Zhan placed the "Infernal Soul Shield" held in his right hand above the "Five Soul Yin Phosphorus Pan" in his left palm. Then he entered his right hand and stretched out again. There was a blood-red "color" bottle in his hand. It was the blood-storage low-level magic weapon "Blood Jade Bottle" refined not long ago.

"Pop!"

Looking at the "Blood Jade Bottle" held in his right hand, Luo Zhan lowered his head and bit the bottle cap of the "Blood Jade Bottle". With a "pop" sound, the dark red "color" bottle cap on the top of the "Blood Jade Bottle" was already held in Luo Zhan's mouth.

Carefully split the two fingers of the right hand and gently clamped the dark red bottle cap in his mouth. Then, Luo Zhan raised the open "blood jade bottle", raised his head, and poured it straight into his mouth.

"Gudong!"

"Gudong..."

A stream of bright red essence and blood flowed out from the low-level magic weapon "Blood Jade Bottle". Luo Zhan swallowed it in one mouthful and swallowed the essence and blood in the "Blood Jade Bottle". Luo Zhan frowned slightly: "The taste is still so unpalatable, I don't know when I can get rid of this situation."

After drinking the essence and blood, the masculine aura emitted from Luo Zhan's body became more abundant. I believe that even ordinary ghosts' mid-stage ghost cultivators would have damaged their skills when Luo Zhan's mind was clear.

Suddenly, he took a big mouthful of bright red essence and blood again. Luo Zhan's cheeks bulged up. He did not swallow it into his abdomen at that time, but instead put the essence and blood in his mouth in case of accidental testing.

Then, Luo Zhan squatted down and placed the "Blood Jade Bottle" in his arms. He stood up, picked up the two magic weapons "Five Soul Yin Phosphorus Disk" and "My Soul Shield", and went straight to the gate of the "My Soul Manor".

On both sides of the gate of the "My Soul Manor", there is a large locust tree that is thickly surrounded by two people. The branches and leaves are lush and lush, covering a large area of ​​shade near the courtyard gate.

Luo Zhan stood in front of the gate and looked carefully into the courtyard through the gap between the two gates, but he never saw any wandering souls floating. He thought that the sun was already shining, and the ghosts probably hid in the shade of the room.

With a "creaking" sound, Luo Zhan had carefully opened a gap between the two closed doors. Then, he lightly and neatly flashed into the yard.

After entering the courtyard, the first thing that caught my eye was a bluestone avenue that led directly to the main living room. However, Luo Zhan did not go directly to the hall along the bluestone path, but turned left and walked into a path made of gravel.

The first owner of this manor seems to be a rich man. The manor is decorated very pleasing to the eye. Although some brightly colored flowers are flooded by weeds, they cannot cover the stunning redness in the green bushes.

Moreover, in the front yard like a garden, there will be a pavilion standing every 100 meters away. Luo Zhan’s purpose of walking along the path is naturally because of the influence of the evil spirits on the pavilion on the hillside.

"I guess there should be a resting ghost at the top of the pavilion!" Luo Zhan stared at the pavilion not far ahead, then looked around carefully, and then accelerated his travel speed again.

When he was about to approach the four-corner pavilion, Luo Zhan slowed down and injected a stream of underworld power into the "Head Soul Shield" magic weapon with his right hand. Suddenly, the "Head Soul Shield" as big as a palm quickly released a thick layer of black light, firmly protecting one-third of Luo Zhan's body.

Then, Luo Zhan quickly rushed forward and rushed into the edge of the pavilion, raising the "Soul Shield" with thick black light continuously overflowing from his hands, protecting him in front of his chest, and looking at the top of the pavilion with squint eyes.

"Hu", Luo Zhan gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, and then withdrew the transmission of the underworld force. The thick black light emitted around the "Infernal Soul Shield" quickly shrank until it disappeared.

"I didn't expect that I had captured several human-shaped souls, but I was still a little nervous at this time." Luo Zhan frowned and muttered to himself dissatisfied.

Immediately, Luo Zhan's brows relaxed a little and thought to himself: "But there is not only one ghost in this manor, but it is always good to be careful. Besides, I have never fought with ghosts in the "middle ghost" realm before."

Looking around again, Luo Zhan regained his mood, holding two protective magic weapons in his hand, walked out of the pavilion, and walked towards another large octagonal pavilion in the distance.

After a test just now, Luo Zhan relaxed, his eyes flashed from time to time, and he quickly approached the octagonal pavilion. The "Soul Shield" in his hand also shone brightly.

Suddenly, Luo Zhan stopped quickly and looked at the octagonal pavilion in surprise. At the same time, black fog silk slowly overflowed from Luo Zhan's body. It was Luo Zhan who used "Ghost Smoke Silk"**.

The reason why Luo Zhan made this move was that two ghosts suddenly floated down from the top of the octagonal pavilion. At this time, Luo Zhan was still seven or eight meters away from the octagonal pavilion, and the soul at the top of the pavilion fell down. It seemed that he sensed the "Mysterious Soul Shield" magic weapon that was shining brightly in Luo Zhan's hand.

"These two ghosts are indeed not simple. They are actually the souls at the peak of the third level of the early stage of the ghost. No wonder they can sense the "Infernal Soul Shield" magic weapon that instilled in my hands!" Looking at the octagonal pavilion, his eyes were dull, but he looked straight at his two souls. After Luo Zhan felt a little, he said softly in a daze.

"However, just two ghosts without intelligence, third-level underworld cultivation are not my opponents, and they can be used as a tiptoe stone for me to practice." While Luo Zhan made up his mind, the underworld power in his dantian was mobilized, and it poured into the intermediate magic weapon "Five Soul Yin and Phosphorus Pan" like a surging tide.

With the support of Luo Zhan's dantian Mingli, the "Five Soul Yin and Phosphorus Pan" suddenly overflowed with green beams of light. Under the control of Luo Zhan's divine thoughts, the ghost fog and smoke surrounding him swept towards the two souls in the octagonal pavilion.

After casting the spell, Luo Zhan did not stop and quickly walked to the pavilion again to facilitate the magic weapon in his hand and the spells he cast, which could more easily exert the power.

Seeing that Luo Zhan was casting his magic weapon, the souls of the third level peak of the early stage of the ghosts not only did not retreat, but instead grinned and screamed, and was about to rush out of the octagonal pavilion.

Although fighting against these low-level underworld cultivators in the sunlight will have great advantages for Luo Zhan, only two early-stage underworld cultivators who have no intelligence. Even if Luo Zhan has magic weapons on his body, he can still kill the two souls through the way of fighting, let alone having two magic weapons in his hand at this time.

Before Luo Zhan entered the octagonal pavilion, the "Ghost Smoke Silk" art he used was already carrying the black black silk, and rushed towards the two sharp souls in the pavilion first.

The two ghosts who were crying "Aoao" in the third level of the souls. As soon as Fang touched the hazy black silk, he immediately became slow, as if he had fallen into a swamp. Under the control of Luo Zhan's divine thoughts, the black black silk seemed to be like a spiritual connection, and they all tied up to the two sharp souls that entered the attack range.

In just a moment, Luo Zhan had already entered the octagonal pavilion with a magic weapon. He raised his hand and was stimulated to the limit by the underworld force, which was as big as a washbasin, and surrounded by the condensed black light. Without saying anything, he fell down with a three-level sharp soul near him.

Although the "Mysterious Soul Shield" is only a low-level magic weapon, it was cast and refined by Wang Zong's grandfather, a powerful man in the realm of the soul. Although the refining technique is rough and cannot reach the level of an intermediate magic weapon, its materials are indeed not ordinary. If the soul of a mere third level of ghost has intelligence, it will never be hit hard.

However, although this soul has the peak cultivation level of the early stage of ghosts, it has never possessed spiritual intelligence. What's more, it is deeply entangled in the "ghost smoke silk" at this time, so it can be avoided, and it has been solidly damaged by Luo Zhan's "Soul Shield". (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote. Monthly tickets and your support are my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please read it.)
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