Chapter 17, Can’t Become a Spirit

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It turns out that this is indeed no coincidence.

The three of them had just been muttering in the sky for a while when the old man named Rong who was riding the fish asked.

"Which little friend named Yang Zhao in the city is from China, Chi County? I have some questions about this matter that I want to ask you today. Please come out and see me."

Yang Zhao frowned, but didn't dare to say anything.

Seeing that no one answered, the honored old man raised his voice and promised: "Little friend Yang Zhao from Chixian Shenzhou, please rest assured. I promise here to protect your personal safety. If anyone embarrasses you, then it will be with someone like me." enemy."

Yang Zhao had no choice but to work at Shandefang. Shopkeeper Rong knew her details, could she still escape?

she shouted.

"Junior is here!"

The old man was very surprised.

"I didn't expect you to join our Shandefang? It's really fate!"

After he finished speaking, he waved, and Yang Zhao felt a force grabbing her and taking her into the air.

It was nothing at first, but as the height increased, Yang Zhao's legs became weaker and weaker. She never knew that she was afraid of heights.

Seeing her flying up, the old man surnamed Rong said with a smile: "Little girl, don't be afraid. I'm calling you up. I just want to ask you something. I definitely don't mean to threaten you."

Yang Zhao tried his best to hold up his legs, not daring to look down, and forced himself to focus on the three people around him.

Only then could he see clearly that the old man riding the fish was wearing a soap-colored robe, with gray hair, and he looked kind-hearted. Next to him, City Lord Zheng was wearing navy blue armor and had a handsome face!

A little further away, the illusory figure is also in human form, but his legs are made of curled roots, and his hands are branches with ginkgo leaves.

"Senior, if you have any questions or problems, just ask me. I will tell you everything I know."

The old man surnamed Rong burst out laughing. Although he didn't understand what Yang Zhao said, he could certainly hear the stilted tone.

"Little girl, you really don't have to be afraid. Since I brought you up in front of the whole city, I will never let you fall down regardless of my own face."

Yang Zhao believed that he would take care of his own face, but he couldn't control his body's instinctive reaction at all, and still turned on the vibration mode.

"Brother Rong, what's the point of chatting with her? Isn't it time to ask about me?" The big demon was a little impatient.

"Brother Fang, we agreed before that I would help you find this little girl, and you should let the watchman go. And you promised me that you were just asking the little girl something, and you couldn't do anything! "

"That's natural. I keep my word, so I let the watchman go."

After saying this and waving his hand, Yang Zhao did not understand the meaning of his action until after a while, a cry for mercy rose from under his feet.

She boldly lowered her head and looked down, only to see a person floating up from below. Although she couldn't see his head and face clearly, the clothes he was wearing looked very familiar. It was the same person Yang Zhao had ordered a few days ago. The school uniform that the boy from Qian’s old store burned!

When the man floated closer, she saw clearly that he was an old man with a ravaged face and messy gray hair. He was kneeling in mid-air with a look of panic and fear, kowtowing and begging for mercy.

"Dear immortal grandfathers, I really don't know anything, I really don't know!"

City Lord Zheng stepped in front of the old man.

"Old man, you don't have to be afraid anymore. I am the Lord of Cangcheng and I am here to save you. Old man, you are safe now!"

"Lord City Lord? Lord City Lord, are you here to save me?! Thank you Lord City Lord for saving my life. Thank you Lord City Lord for saving my life." The old man knelt down to Lord Zheng again and again.

"Come here, take the old man down and find a doctor to take a look at him!"

"yes!"

The sound was so close that Yang Zhao was startled. He saw a sergeant suddenly appeared nearby. He saluted City Lord Zheng, supported the old man and flew down.

"Hmph, hypocritical!"

The big demon named Fang was very disdainful and turned to look at Yang Zhao.

"Yang Zhao, let me ask you something. Tell me the truth. Why can't the Taoist tree in Nanshan Yunyang Temple become a spirit?"

He actually spoke Chinese! ! !

Why can't it become a spirit? How could I know! Yang Zhao was depressed, but he still spoke.

"Senior, I really don't know. I have just opened my pulse and don't even know how to practice. How can I know about monsters? You are the only talking monster I have ever seen in my life."

"Nonsense, the method you used to awaken spirits is obviously the cultivation method of Yunyang Temple. How could you not know about the practice? Since you are a disciple of Yunyang Temple, how could you not know what is going on with the Taoist tree in the temple? You keep claiming it is Uncle Gongsun!"

"Hey--Brother Fang, what did you just say? Are you going to take advantage of me so soon? As an older person, you should be kinder."

The old man surnamed Rong was obviously dissatisfied with his attitude. Seeing that Yang Zhao looked pale and seemed frightened, he opened his mouth to answer the question.

"Little girl, you don't have to be afraid. He can't hurt you as long as I'm here. Not to mention that he is now living in a Taoist tree and his cultivation has been greatly reduced. Even when he was in his prime, two of them couldn't beat one of me. .”

This was obviously a threat, addressed to everyone present.

"Little girl, more than a hundred years ago, Brother Fang felt that his life was short and he could not make any progress in his cultivation. In desperation, he took refuge in the Taoist tree of Yunyang Temple and switched to the demon Taoism. It was going well and he was about to cultivate into a human body. , but who would have thought that more than 80 years ago, he could not make any progress no matter how hard he practiced, and he could not transform into a human body no matter what. Do you know any clues about it? Don’t worry, I will not let you talk in vain, I will let him compensate you how?"

Yang Zhao's heart moved and he came up with a bold idea, but this was all nonsense on the Internet. Could it be true?

The other three were obviously human beings. Seeing the change in her expression, they concluded that she must know something about it.

City Lord Zheng on the left laughed loudly.

"You don't have to worry. If you open a pulse in my city of Cangcheng, you will be a cultivator in my city of Cangcheng. If anyone in this city of Cangcheng plots to harm you for this matter, then he is working with me, Mr. Zheng." enemy!"

"Hmph!" The big demon surnamed Fang snorted coldly, but he didn't say anything unpleasant.

Yang Zhao licked his lips and mentally built himself up first.

"I, I actually don't know much about it. I only know that it is said among our people that starting from 73 years ago, anything from Chixian Shenzhou cannot become a spirit!"

The big demon's face suddenly darkened!

"Yang Zhao, haven't you ever encountered any monsters?"

Yang Zhao shook her head silently. She had only seen it in TV series, but she had never seen it in reality.

"This is impossible, how can there be such a ridiculous statement? How can there be such a ridiculous statement! You are talking nonsense!" The big demon's beard and hair were spread out, and he wanted to rush over as soon as he raised his feet!

Seeing that the big demon was angry, Yang Zhao was frightened and wanted to retreat, but at this time she was in the air and had no place to rest on her feet, so it was impossible to retreat or not.

Seeing this, City Master Zheng next to him dodged and stood between Yang Zhao and the big demon.

"Senior Fang, no matter what this junior said, you have taken over someone else's Taoist tree and owed someone else's favor. How can you scare someone else's favor in this modern age?"

The old man surnamed Rong on the other side directly took out four iron balls from his sleeves. The four iron balls flew to Yang Zhao's side. One was above his head and three were under his feet. The light spread out and formed a yellow triangle. cone.

"Brother Fang, you just turned to the demon path, you are not an uncivilized demon clan. Have you spent so many years in vain?!"