Wenling's death puts the metaphysics community in an extremely embarrassing situation, leaving almost everyone in the metaphysics community at risk.

The Yin Realm has a large stance, which has seriously interfered with the order of the entire Yang Realm. The passerby unspoken emperor was released privately, which is definitely a provocation to the entire metaphysical world.

The guides and guards are both conspiracy theorists, and these two yin world giants are good at provoking the existence of the Yang world or the evil ghosts who escaped from the Yin world to interfere with the eyeliner of the metaphysics. Now they are constantly harming the secular people, making the Tianshi Sect, Taoist lineage, even Feng Shui masters, morticians, tomb masters, Onmyoji, Yin Yang, and Yin Yang masters, and the Yin-calculators of the Yipintang are busy running around in the secular world, constantly cleaning up these ghosts that are plaguing the troubled world.

But no matter how you clean it up, the ghosts will be eliminated. If you get it done here, something unexpected happens there...

If you want to say that the one who hated the Buddha son to the core was definitely a ghost general. He first entered the world of the world but was seriously injured by the Buddha son's "pit" of an ancient Buddhist instrument, and later he was "pit" in the Jiuyou Lion Evil Bureau, and almost buried in the mouth of the Lion Evil Spirit.

He followed the breath of Buddhist son to Nanda...

The ghost general frowned, disgusted with the extremely strong masculinity here, and even rejected it, which made him feel the urge to turn this place into a place of evil.

"It's not that he is a Buddha, how could he come here?

The world is rich in breath, can this kind of place be able to practice? However, there is a slow and long power here, but it is too weak." The ghost general looked at the campus of Nanyang University coldly, grabbed a huge blood-red sickle, and stood in a place with a shady back.

Many people walked past him but did not find his existence. No wonder, how could such giants be seen through by ordinary people?

The ghost general's cold eyes swept through every place in Nanda inch by inch, as if he wanted to see through the pattern and people here. He was looking for the whereabouts of the Buddhist son, otherwise it would be difficult for him to extinguish his anger.

A trembling old man slowly walked out of the school gate with his back bent and walked towards the ghost general's place, without any power.

The ghost general did not notice his existence, even if he was so close to him. Because the old man's qi and blood were declining, his energy and spirit were exhausted, giving people the illusion that he was even struggling to walk. What is this kind of person worthy of his attention?

The ghost general was still looking at Nanda quietly. He could feel the breath of the Buddha's son staying there. Although it was very weak, it could not be erased. Tianya would not feel wrong... He would not remember this unforgettable aura that made him feel.

"What are you looking for?"

The old man in the library bent his back and walked to the ghost general and said softly. But his voice was like a yellow bell, Dalu ringing in the ghost general's ears, which shocked the ghost general. The sickle in his hand buzzed independently and wanted to protect the master. A killing attacked the old man in the library was going to kill the old man in the library.

The ghost general was surprised and frightened. He thought that no one could see him here, but at this moment, he was not alert when this person walked beside him. If the other party hadn't spoken first, he would definitely not know that he had been discovered. This was too terrifying. There is such a profound person hidden in this secular land?

The sickle buzzed and protected the master, and a gust of cold wind was directly raised here, and the trees around him swayed... But just now, the old man in the library waved his sleeves lightly, and a continuous force directly offset the gust of cold wind. A trace of light flashed in the old man's eyes. At this moment, his eyes suddenly became sharp, staring at the ghost general in a sinister manner.

He grinned, revealing a few yellow teeth, but it made the ghost general feel cold, "This old man is definitely not easy to mess with." This thought came to the ghost general's mind.

This old man is his grandmother’s monster!

"A {Ghost General, one of the giants in the Yin Realm, you are peeking at this Yang Realm campus here. Do you also have ulterior motives and want to slaughter here? In this case... then you have to ask the old man, I!" The old man rolled up a breath that made people feel like they were bathed in spring breeze. It was neither sharp nor sharp, but it was continuous and powerful, elegant and vast.

"It's true that the Yang Realm is crouching tiger and hidden dragon. I didn't expect you to see me. But the power on you is indeed very strange... The scholar's aura is rich." The ghost general did not directly answer the old man's words, and looked at the old man vigilantly.

"Since you are here, don't leave." The old man said softly. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the ghost general's hand.

His five fingers were filled with green light, and there were some words on each finger, full of the aura of a scholar.

"How can that happen? I am the law enforcer of the Yin Realm, and you are the guardian of the Yang Realm. We have different paths, so I won't go." The ghost surrounded the yin energy on the armor of the whole body, and many evil spirits and wild ghosts emerged, and then rushed to the old man with his back bent, wanting to crowd his body and devouring his soul and flesh.

"The Tao is different and I don't plan to each other. I kindly invite you not to leave. Our Nanyang University still lacks a soul-suppressor. I think you are just right." The old man insisted on holding the ghost general's hand and capturing the sickle, and the aura of books on his body became even stronger.

"When Yin and Yang conflict, I will disrupt the order rules here, and make a little change in your pure land." The ghost general tried hard to break free from the old man's hand, but he found that the hand could not be broken free like a pliers, and the power on the old man's hand was increased.

"You can't get away."

"That's not necessarily!"

"You can try it!?"

"Just try it." The ghost general replied, trying hard to break the old man's hand, but in vain...

"Let go, let go of me." The ghost general's face changed and he roared angrily.

"If you don't let go, I'm not polite to you." The ghost general threatened like this. He didn't want to cause too much trouble. It would be better to be low-key in the Yang world. There is no need to make the rat cross the street and everyone shout and beat him. He didn't come here to cause trouble.

"You're you welcome, let me take a look?

The old man has lived long enough and has long since he didn't want to live anymore. In guarding this place of dry Zen, I lack a person to speak. Maybe I like you, help you wash away your anger and can replace the seal of the great scholars guarding me here." The old man smiled happily, making the ghost general even more creepy.

"boom"

The ghost general let go of his hand holding the sickle,

The sickle rushed out on its own, turned into a battle knife and slashed hard at the old man's neck. The old man narrowed his eyes, his spine straightened instantly, the wrinkles on his face instantly decreased, and his hair instantly became blue and black... But the aura on his body was even larger, comparable to the ghost general. However, the continuous power on his body was indestructible, and he had most of the advantages over the ghost general.

The old man raised his other hand and gently pointed it towards the sickle, and then a clanging sound broke out between the two. There was a spark accompanied by the old man. One after another, one after another, and a heavenly book appeared in the void, which combined into a heavenly book to suppress the ghost generals... The old man changed from an old age to a middle-aged man. The Confucian spirit on his body was surging, and the aura of the book increased instead of decreasing. The old man chanted a poem: "The pen fell and shocked the wind and rain, and the poem became a cry for ghosts and gods!"

As soon as the old man spoke, the world suddenly changed color, and this Confucian spirit suddenly became sharp, like a sword unsheathed to lock the ghost general. The ghost general's face changed drastically and made his scalp numb. This elegant scholar's aura was extremely majestic, which made him face it seriously.

"You are looking for death!!! What's the harm even if you descendants of the great Confucian scholars? You have never crossed that threshold and can't do anything to me." The ghost rolled out the yin energy in his body. At this moment, he didn't care about it at all. The yin and death aura burst out completely, causing sand and stones to fly within a radius of 100 meters, and the ghosts cried.

Since this old man doesn't mind showing all his true power in front of the world, why should he be lonely?

The incident here attracted the attention of students from the South University. Many people gathered around, with curiosity and confusion in their eyes. Then they saw a strange middle-aged man with a straight back. His face was serious and his eyes were sharp. He looked at the empty wall. His hand was stretched out to clamp something in the void, and his arms were swollen.

The poem just now had a momentum of moving forward. As soon as the poem fell, ghosts and gods cried and howled, as if many people were crying and wailing.

At the same time, a cold wind blew, which made people get goosebumps.

"What is that person doing? Are you crazy when you are chanting poems while grasping the air?

"Who is he talking to? I just saw him muttering, was it a madman who came out there?"

"Hey, the worn out clothes on him are so retro. Why are there people wearing such old-fashioned clothes now?"

"That person seems...the old man in the library?"

"Tsk, how could this be? This person is so young, and the old man in the library is so different."

"Who else did he talk to? Is it haunted during the day?"

“…………….”

The whole campus was in a panic. I saw a middle-aged man dancing and talking to myself. But then they couldn't calm down in an instant. A roar exploded in that area, and then countless ghosts appeared in the daytime, scaring these students so much that they almost scattered their souls and seven spirits.

"evil creature!"

The old man in the library roared, and the Confucian spirit on his body became even more brilliant and intense. He erased the ghost shadows, and then condensed the word "Confucian" with one hand and printed it towards the ghost general's chest.

"I, an immortal ghost general, guarded the Ghost Gate for so many years, but I have never met anyone who dared to disrespect me. What's the harm even if you descendants of the Confucian lineage?" The ghost general roared and fought against the old man in the library, causing disaster to come here.

Although the ghost general was "pitted" by the ancient Buddhist weapon and the Jiuyou Lion Evil Bureau, his strength should not be underestimated after several days of recovery. At this moment, he turned his hands and turned the clouds and rain, making the place change the sky. The skeleton was covered by a yin aura, and even the Confucian power of the library's old man could not be eliminated.

He formed a golden seal and suppressed the ghost general. The sickle was in the sky. The ghost general used his original essence and blood to sacrifice the sickle and shatter it.

"When I fully recover, I will be able to collect your soul!" The ghost general broke free from the old man in the library, then rushed into the crowd, causing the people to fall over. He took advantage of the chaos and ran away.

The old man in the library wanted to chase him, but he was unable to follow up and his qi and blood in his body declined. Even if he had just used it, it would be difficult for the secret technique to activate his potential for a long time. If he chased him out, he would be trapped and could only give up.

"It's not calm from now on!" The old man in the library returned to his original appearance, left in the chaos, leaving a muttering voice. His back became more and more hunched. After all, he is old and no longer has his former charm and blood!
Chapter completed!