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Chapter 2251 Not a good junior brother

 When Liu Mang was studying in Liujiacun, his master Lan Qingyuan once told him about some strange people in the world, and the ghost master was one of them.

According to the master, the ghost master is the best master of ghost arts in the world, and his attainments far exceed those of the Laoshan Ghost Sect and the Great Sage Tianfa Xuankong Temple, which specialize in ghost arts.

It is even said that he is already over 200 years old. No one can figure out how old he is exactly.

Such a guy suddenly appeared, and Liu Mang really didn't understand what his purpose was.

In the dark night, the ghost master looked cold and cold, not like a living person at all.

Facing the ghost master, Lu Mengyao felt that the current atmosphere was even more terrifying than when she was in the morgue.

The ghost master said: "Young man, I come to you with no ill intentions. I just want to borrow something from you."

Liu Mang said: "What do you want to borrow?"

"I have specialized in ghost arts all my life, and I like to collect the most powerful ghosts and ghosts. It seems that you have a very powerful ghost in your body, how about lending it to me?"

There is indeed a powerful ghost in Liu Mang, the ghost of the dragon girl Ruji. I have to say that the ghost master has a really sharp nose, and he can actually detect it.

Ruji is the dragon soul that Liu Mang finally brought out from the Dragon Cemetery. She is also the mother of Long Niu. She is also the gift of Liu Mang’s dream. If he wants him to hand over Ruji, don’t even think about it.

, "Sorry, I'm not interested in lending you anything."

"Young people, don't speak so absolutely. You should know that nothing in this world is non-negotiable. Just like now, if you lend me your ghost, I won't take it for nothing. I can give you something that you will definitely like.

Something."

As he spoke, the ghost master took out a bottle. There was a ghost fire shining in it with a cold light. "I took this soul from the funeral parlor. He should have a very close relationship with you, especially

It’s the mixed-race girl in your arms.”

"Dad!" Yu Xiaoqiao yelled, staring at the bottle in the ghost master's hand.

In the past, Yu Xiaoqiao would not believe anything she said.

But after he got acquainted with Liu Mang during this period, he experienced some things and learned that there is an extraordinary Taoism in the world, and there are some things that are beyond common sense that people in Taoism can do.

Liu Mang said: "You captured the soul of Xiao Qiao's father? Can we talk to him?"

The ghost master said: "It's just a small matter. As long as you are willing to exchange, you can say anything you want to him."

Liu Mang said: "What if I don't want to change?"

The ghost master said: "As the Dragon King of the Dragon Alliance, and also the young master of the Qingyun Immortal Sect, I can't afford to provoke the two major sects to become your enemy. If you don't want to change, I won't force you, but I have a hard time

Naturally, the imprisoned soul will not be let go. You will have no control over whether it will be used to feed ghosts or refine magic weapons."

"No! No, let my father's soul go. I beg you to let him go." Yu Xiaoqiao looked at Liu Mang longingly, begged him, and said loudly: "Liu Mang, boss, please save him.

Can you please save him? He wants some kind of ghost. Can you take it out in exchange for my father? I beg you, please."

"Don't worry, Xiao Qiao. This matter is left to me." Liu Mang comforted Yu Xiaoqiao and turned to the ghost master, "Senior, as the number one ghost master in Xuanmen, you used such despicable means to threaten me.

Am I not very honorable?"

The ghost master said: "If I wanted dignity and glory, I wouldn't practice ghost arts. If it weren't for your background being so powerful, otherwise I wouldn't discuss it with you in a nice and angry manner. Now it's enough."

Your face has been lost. Do you want to change it or not?"

Liu Mang would not hand over Ruji's soul to the ghost master no matter what. Yu Xiaoqiao's father Yu Dashan's soul could not be ignored. When he was in a dilemma, he suddenly thought of something.

Liu Mang snickered secretly, pretending to be nothing, doting on the ghost master and saying: "I can give you the ghost, but I kindly advise you that you can't control that guy, even if you are the best in the world.

The number one master of ghost arts can't even think of controlling her. I won't exchange with you because it's for your own good. You should put down Uncle Yu's soul and leave as soon as possible."

The ghost master said: "Young man, listening to your tone, it seems that the ghost is really strong. But you are too underestimated me. I, the ghost master, am the number one person in the world in ghost arts. So far, there is no one who can

I can refine a soul that I can’t control!”

Liu Mang said: "Since you are so confident, I want to see how powerful you are. Give us Uncle Yu's soul first.

The ghost master hesitated for a moment, then Liu Mang saw this and said, "Are you still afraid that we will run away?"

The ghost master said: "That's right. I hope you can't escape from my grasp. Just take it."

The ghost master threw the bottle over, and it shattered in mid-air. The ghost fire inside suddenly grew larger, and there was a faint shadow of the mountain inside.

"Dad!" Yu Xiaoqiao let out a heart-rending cry and stretched out his hand towards the will-o'-the-wisp.

The will-o'-the-wisp that was originally the size of a washbasin suddenly became the size of a basketball.

The ghost master hurriedly said: "You are living people. The yang energy is too strong and you cannot touch the soul easily. Don't touch it again, otherwise it will probably disappear. He doesn't have much time and will leave soon.

On the road to reincarnation, if you have anything to say, please tell me quickly."

Liu Mang hurriedly said: "Uncle Yu, tell me, before you said that the destruction of my Liu family's Lingyun Palace was the work of Wanhua Patriarch of Wanhua Immortal Palace, were you lying to me?"

"I lied to you."

Yu Dashan's cold voice came and he gave an answer. After receiving this reply, Liu Mang finally confirmed the matter and asked: "Then why did you do that?"

"Someone forced me to do that."

"Who forced you to do that?"

"I don't know either. I just know that he suddenly appeared and forced me to do that. If I didn't do it, he would kill Xiao Qiao. I had no choice but to do that."

Yu Dashan was already a soul, and it was impossible to lie. Since he said he didn't know, he definitely didn't know. Liu Mang asked about another thing, one of the most important things to him, "Who destroyed my Liu family?

Destroy Lingyun Palace?"

"Do you know that there are thirty-six heavenly gates in the world that can lead to the fairyland. Each heavenly gate has a guardian. Your Liu family's Lingyun Palace is one of the guardians. Back then, a strong man targeted the key to the heavenly gate.

So I killed Lingyun Palace. As for his specific identity, I don’t know, but after that, he must have opened the Heavenly Gate and went to the fairy world. I am leaving, and Xiao Qiao will entrust it to you. Please take good care of her.

She is a good girl, please cherish me."

Before Yu Dashan could finish his words, he disappeared without a trace.

"Dad, don't go!" Yu Xiaoqiao shouted, unable to bear the blow, and fainted again in Liu Mang's arms.
Chapter completed!
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