Yunzhong Palace Temple.

Linghuajun collected his magical powers, and the attendant opened the hall gate. The emperor couldn't wait to pass through the layers of witches and witches, and came under Yun Zhongjun's God's Lord tablet.

Although he was just outside the door, he was farther away from the God Lord tablet, and he always felt that he was not very down-to-earth.

As soon as the emperor came in, he asked, "I...my third brother..."

Ling Huajun looked into the emperor's eyes and said, "Diet with your eyes open, your resentment turns into a ghost."

This time, it’s really sure it’s not a dark ghost, but a real ghost.

The emperor shivered, remembering his father who died very timely, and even more thought of his own ending.

"National Master, save me!"

"My third brother was a military general during his lifetime, and he was extremely vicious and stubborn. After his death, he was said to have turned into a fierce god and a fierce ghost, which was far better than that of a permanent ghost."

"If he came to ask for my life, how could my life be there?"

At this moment, Emperor Wen Changxing once again thought of his third brother's face and his miserable death.

In addition, the cause of his death was precisely because of him, and the ghost in his heart became even more terrifying.

He had two words written on his face.

It's dangerous!

Ling Huajun looked at the emperor and said.

"If you commit evil, you should suffer the evil."

The emperor wanted to defend something, but he didn't dare to look Ling Huajun in the eyes, so he could only sigh.

"The national teacher doesn't understand the royal affairs!"

Then the emperor said again.

"The national master has great powers, can't he take me..."

After thinking for a while, he changed his words and said.

"Have you taken that evil ghost?"

Linghuajun: "No."

The emperor asked: "Why?"

Linghuajun: "The ghost transformed by the King of Huaicheng is not harmful to others. When his resentment disappears, it will calm down."

The emperor asked hesitantly: "How can my third brother dissipate the resentment?"

Ling Huajun asked: "I think Your Majesty understands the royal affairs, how can the King of Huaicheng disperse the resentment? I think your Majesty understands more!"

The emperor was stammering by Ling Huajun's words, bowing his head and not daring to face the God Lord's tablet.

Finally, Wen Changxing quietly left the Yunzhong Palace Temple with a ghost in his heart. He came and went in a very simple manner, as if he was afraid that he came to Yunzhong Palace because of the evil ghost of the King of Huaicheng who came to Yunzhong Palace for protection.

In fact, the national master Ling Huajun can certainly take down the ghost transformed by the resentment of the King of Huaicheng after his death.

As long as you find the location of the corpse and take it out, there will be nothing wrong.

However, it did not do this.

After the emperor returned, he still had nightmares on the dragon bed in the palace. He heard the King of Huaicheng calling his name in hatred in the cold and bone-blooded river water, staring at him and cursing him to die.

Even if you take a nap during the day, that's the same.

In order to calm the resentment of the King of Huaicheng, he invited the monks and Taoists to do things in the palace day and night. While offering sacrifices to the King of Huaicheng, he also wanted to shock the evil ghosts of the King of Huaicheng, so that he did not dare to approach the palace to murder him.

But it didn't work. The King of Huaicheng still entered his dream, scaring the emperor to tremble.

And as the days pass by day.

Every day, the appearance of the King of Huaicheng in his dream became more and more terrifying and disgusting.

His face became more swollen and pale, and his flesh was blooming with white bones.

Although the King of Huaicheng could not hurt Wen Changxing's life, he stared at him and cursed him with his name.

But he also scared him to death and was in a trance.

Rumors spread into the city.

Everyone said that the King of Huaicheng did not die in the fire of Linjiang Post, but was killed by the emperor. Finally, he sank the body in the river, and it was spread to the point of having a nose and eyes.

It is said that the whole family of the King of Huaicheng died suddenly, and he died without a place to bury himself, and his corpse was affected by the coldness of the river every day.

Therefore, in resentment, he turned into a ghost and came to find the emperor to seek his life.

But this time it's different.

The difference between Emperor Wen Changxing and his father was that he reacted quickly and prepared in advance, so the evil spirit of the King of Huaicheng failed.

But in such imperial cities, they are haunted, fighting for power and throne, slaughtering each other, and brothers are fighting against each other.

Such dramas, which are full of elements that countless people like to watch, are naturally circulating among the public.

But there are some unexpected gains.

Both emperors met evil ghosts and demanded their lives. Everyone said that the Emperor of Wen's family was poor and he also became firm in the sayings of revenge on the underworld and evil ghosts.

Everyone was very afraid of it, worried that the next one would be themselves. Every household began to worship the tablets of Yun Zhongjun and Gui Bo.

Even some people worshipped the tablets of the Yin-Yang Taoist.

The matter of the King of Huaicheng gradually disappeared after ten days and half a month.

At this time.

However, the national master Ling Huajun left the capital, walked down the Dharma carriage on the banks of the Donghua River, and called the dragon to cross the lower reaches of the river.

Last time she saw the outline of the light and shadow of the sacred tree Fusang in the burial place of the King of Huaicheng, and knew that there should be a place similar to the blessed land of the cave, and Yunzhongjun should be there.

She suddenly remembered that she hadn't really seen Yun Zhongjun in a long time.

This reminded her of the time when Yunzhongjun descended from the sky and gave her wine and food on the divine peak of Yunbi Mountain.

There is gurgling soup spring water that seems to flow out from the Nine Nether Yellow Springs, mist all over the mountains and fields, and peach blossoms blooming all over the trees. The bright moon falls into the spring pool.

The distance is not far, it is just one hour.

But walking towards the depths along the place in my memory, Ling Huajun looked into the distance, but did not see the shadow of the sacred tree.

“Can’t see it?”

She put on the appearance of the gods, and then she saw the outline of the shadow of the divine tree in the distance. The shadow seemed to rise from the ground and penetrate the sky. She then went step by step towards the direction where the divine tree was.

Immediately afterwards, Linghuajun saw more and more abnormal things that transcend the world and beyond yin and yang along the way.

She saw that there were many bare peach trees here, but when she looked closely, it didn't look like peach trees.

That's a demon.

"Swoosh swish swish swish!"

This was the first time Ling Huajun saw a demon guest. The demon tree waved its vines, looking very terrifying.

What's even more terrifying is that there is a flash of lightning on the vines. If this falls on a person, it will be like being struck by lightning in an instant.

"Who are you?"

Linghuajun had seen Yongyou and knew that these monsters were actually living creatures, but their spiritual intelligence was low.

But the magic guest's intelligence seems to be much higher than Yongyou.

If Yongyou's wisdom is like a bug, then the demon guest is at least equivalent to a fish and shrimp. As Ling Huajun asked, waves of unknown whispers came to her ears.

She has no fairy bones. If she could directly connect to the demon guest through the fairy bones, she might know what it means. It is some desires derived from biological instincts. Even the lowest creatures will have them, but they will be completely driven by this instinct.

But she still knew the name: "So your name is Yaoke."

From time to time, I burst out from time to time on the road and wrapped around the demon guest.

Behemoths passed by with a rumbling sound, as if there was thunder roaring in their stomachs.

Finally, on the road into the valley.

Linghuajun saw an ancient temple and finally slowed down.

There are all kinds of dry-looking trees and brown vines around. There are dense crows standing on the vines, with their claws embedded on the branches and inserted tightly into the sockets reserved on the branches.

"Didi!"

That was the light that was charging, and there was a prompt sound.

"Quake!"

In the desolate valley, strange crows stood on the dead trees beside the strange temple, making desolate screams.

A ghost and god of a small number were sitting on one of the dead wood demon trees. There was an eye on the demon tree looking at her, and there was a strange glass gem embedded under the tree, flashing strange pictures and brilliance, which was a screen.

"Didi!"

"Face recognition is being carried out, body scanning is being carried out, and the divine facial recognition code is being confirmed..."
To be continued...