Chapter 208 Junior Brother Daoji, your ability to make money is no worse than that of your master, right?

"How do you know I'm not dead?"

Judge Cui looked at Zhang Wuju in disbelief.

In his eyes, the Dasha among the three fools in Canglan County can still have such an IQ?

But the facts told him that Zhang Wuju was sure that he was not dead, otherwise he would not have retreated at the last moment. He also deliberately used words to anger the twin ghost kings and lured the twin ghost kings to release all their ghost energy.

Only in this way could he kill the Twin Ghost Kings with one blow, otherwise he could only seriously injure the Twin Ghost Kings.

"I, Zhang Wuwei, had guessed who he was at the beginning, so I didn't try my best to stop those two masked guys. Otherwise, with my strength, Zhang Wuwei, how could those two people escape intact?"

Zhang Wuji was very proud, but the truth was that when he returned to the door with regret, the head brother saw the regretful expression on his face and asked him what happened. After listening to his story, the head brother

After pondering for a while, he told him that Judge Cui might not be dead.

He didn't believe it at the time, but after his senior brother analyzed it for him, he was somewhat shaken in his thoughts.

First of all, he had never heard of the brothers named Hu Jun. Canglan County is so big, and someone with such great strength cannot be an unknown person.

It was also because of the instructions from the head brother that he did not tell the old Taoist priest and Bald Donkey.

"Stop the ghost mist from filling the air and wait until the god-level gate guy comes!" This is the only solution Judge Cui has come up with.

However, because the head brother didn't know why Judge Cui faked his death, he told him that this was just his analysis and not to be disclosed to the outside world.

One meter, two meters...

Lin Ye stood in front of this huge pit for a day and a night, like a sculpture.

"Senior, if I just run, where can I go?"

"Of course, it would not be possible without your strong support, Junior Brother Daoji. Half of these three golden Buddhas are the incense money given by you, Junior Brother Lin. Junior Brother Lin also takes the greatest credit."

Daoyuan spoke very calmly, as if he was about to do a trivial thing.

"Eight hundred and seventy-two years ago, a ghost king was born in Langya County. The entire Langya County was destroyed by this ghost king. After destroying all living things in Langya County, the ghost king entered Canglan County. At that time, Canglan County

The city god, together with eight county town gods, plus more than 300 ghost servants, together with all the cultivating forces in Canglan County, fought with the ghost king on the boundary of Shangyang City..."

"It's his grandma's fault. I don't believe that Ghost Lord is so powerful. I'll go down and meet him!"

"It really surprises me that you can say such philosophical words, but it's useless for you to stay in Shangyang City. Not to mention the Ghost King, even in the eyes of the Ghost King, you are nothing like an ant.

the difference."

When Yang Jian reported to Lu Pan that there might be a ghost king in Shangyang City, Judge Cui got the news. When Lu Pan came to Shangyang City with the ghost messengers from the Yin Division, he went to the Canglan County City God Temple, where

I looked through the Yin Division's work record files just to find out if there was anything related to Ghost Lord.

"Brother Zhang, please don't go in now. I know that your Shenyun Sect has a good relationship with the god-level sect in Nanjiang Prefecture. If possible, I would like to ask Brother Zhang to go to the god-level sect and ask that person to take action!"

Daoyuan praised Lin Ye, whose expression was a bit complicated. Indeed, he was not short of money and donated a lot of incense money to Miaoying Temple. In addition, people's lives are now better, and the more prosperous the temple is, the more prosperous the temple will be.

Before Lin Ye could reply, Cui Pan jumped into the huge pit without hesitation and was soon covered in ghost mist.

The energy required by Ghost Lord is too huge.

Lin Ye twitched the corner of his mouth. In terms of making money, Brother Daoyuan is really better than Abbot Yinguang. After all, it took Abbot Yinguang several years to build a golden Buddha.

Lin Ye knew that this was the time Cui Fan gave Zhang Wuju to fight for.

"It's really the Ghost Lord, so isn't it the old Taoist priest and the bald donkey?"

"Senior Brother Daoyuan, is this what you want?"

When the black mist emerged and was only half a meter away from the pit surface.

In the entire Nanjiang Prefecture, Canglan County's strength is considered to be at the bottom. The reason is that the battle with Guijun caused a gap in the practitioners of Canglan County. Now, most of the Canglan County's cultivation sects have

They all migrated from other places and don’t know the history of that year.

"If it's true, I spent this day going through the records of the underworld in Canglan County for nearly a thousand years, just to find if there were any clues related to the ghost king, and finally found a match."

Just when Lin Ye was about to leave, his ears suddenly twitched and he heard movement not far away.

"Senior, what are you going to do next?"

"Senior Cui, long time no see!"

"Old Cui, you are so unloyal that you even faked your death. When the old Taoist priest and Bald Donkey see you, they will probably slap you again."

"Brother, you should know that even these golden Buddhas cannot be the opponent of the ghost king, so why bother..."

When Daoyuan heard Lin Ye's words, he was startled for a moment, and then said with a smile: "This is not good, it saves us the trouble of weeding."

Lin Ye turned his eyes to the many monks behind Daoyuan. Since that battle, there were no warrior monks in Miaoying Temple. These were all literary monks who lit incense and chanted sutras on weekdays.

Zhang Wuji's figure turned into a stream of light and headed towards the city of Nanjiang Prefecture. The mountain gate of the divine gate was near the city of Nanjiang Prefecture.

Zhang Wuju also had a worried look on his face. If there was a ghost king down here, even the old Taoist priest and the bald donkey might not be able to help.

The god-level gate now has a semi-saint standing guard.

"Cui Ping, the Yin Secretary of Canglan County, learns the clever tricks from the Ghost Lord!"

Although Lin Ye has already entered the Jingzhe realm, Jingzhe is a big realm, and there are strong and weak levels. Take Zhang Wuju, for example, he is also a Jingzhe, but he can deal with ten Lin Ye without any problem.

And just now, he heard the arrogant words of the twin ghost kings. There is no more underworld in Canglan County. If the head brother's judgment is correct and Judge Cui faked his death, then it is impossible to hold back after hearing these words. It must be

Only when he shows up will he verbally stimulate the Twin Ghost Kings and give Judge Cui, who is hiding in the dark, a chance.

"You dare to stay in Shangyang City even if you don't run away when a ghost king appears?"

"But no matter how comfortable you are, you are still a lost dog. If your home is gone, you will be a wanderer wherever you go."

This was Cui Pan's last voice that Lin Ye heard, and then he saw the ghost mist rising suddenly, lapping at the ground like a wave, but it quickly receded.

God level door!

The holy land of martial arts in Nanjiang Prefecture, and the founders of the martial arts sects in Nanjiang Prefecture were almost all founded by disciples of the god-level sects after they started training. Therefore, they have a close relationship with the god-level sects, and the god-level sect where Zhang Wuji belongs is

Yun Sect can be named like this because it has been recognized by a god-level sect.

But this ghost king was almost destroyed in the first place. It was probably just a remnant soul that escaped. It has been hiding underground all these years. Even after hundreds of years of cultivation, it is impossible to return to its peak state.

Although the people of Shangyang City have all evacuated, in addition to the people, there are still vegetation, insects and birds in Shangyang City. These are all tonics for Ghost Lord to restore his strength.

In the silent atmosphere, Zhang Wuwei couldn't bear it anymore and was about to jump into the huge pit.

Still no one showed up.

"Senior, wait!"

On the road on the left, a dozen monks are carrying a golden Buddha, three in total...

"Senior, where is the god-level sect?" Lin Ye asked in a low voice.

After saying that, Daoyuan walked past Lin Ye towards the giant pit, and the other monks followed him one by one. When they passed Lin Ye, they would shout: "Junior Brother Daoji" or "Senior Brother Daoji".

Finally, it was the attitude of the two brothers that made Judge Cui so fearful. To kill Judge Cui was just a matter of raising his hand. How could they have maintained a stalemate for so long and made the matter such a big deal?

Time passes bit by bit...

Zhang Wuju nodded. He understood Judge Cui's meaning and did not hesitate. If the ghost king is allowed to come out, the entire Canglan County, including several nearby counties and cities, will not be spared. By then,

After absorbing enough souls of living beings, this ghost king may have regained his strength.

There was no emotion in Lin Ye's tone. Zhang Wuji nodded silently. He went to the god-level gate. The head of the god-level gate informed the Supreme Elder to retreat. After his repeated pleas, the head of the god-level gate was still

He didn't agree and gave him a suggestion: "But

If you bring all the disciples of the Shenyun Sect to the god-level sect, and the god-level sect is guarded by the supreme elder, even if the ghost king is born, he will not take action against the god-level sect in the short term, and when the supreme elder comes out of seclusion, he will definitely be a martial artist.

In the holy realm, you will not be afraid of the ghost king when the time comes."

This time the black pit dropped a total of ten feet.

Six hours have passed.

The leader was none other than Monk Daoyuan.

He rejected the suggestion from the head of the god-level sect and rushed back to Shangyang City as soon as possible.

Lin Ye's words shocked Cui Pan. His home was gone and he was wandering wherever he went.

Lin Ye ignored this heart-wrenching topic. Judge Cui looked at the ghost mist below and said in a deep voice: "Prevent the ghost mist from spreading up. Once the ghost mist spreads from the huge pit, all living creatures will suffer and be affected by the ghost mist."

Swallow it and become the energy for Ghost Lord’s recovery.”

Lin Ye's expression was complicated. Did he really want to run away?

"Miaoying Temple is built in Shangyang City. If something happens in Shangyang City, we Miaoying Temple should also do our part."

Judge Cui's expression changed, and he looked at Lin Ye with a serious look: "Boy, remember, if the god-level sect hasn't arrived after the black mist comes out, you can run as far as you can, even if

Being a homeless person is better than losing your life."

"senior……"

Only the Martial Saint can compete with the Ghost Lord.

Combining these factors, the head brother suspected that Judge Cui had faked his death.
To be continued...