Yin Yang Lantern Man

Chapter 308 Resurrection of Professor Feng

For ghosts, Chen Ning'an is not only their nemesis, but also their ruler!
In the world of New Qin, being out of control and at nightmare level is already the best among ghosts. Even so, he is still afraid when facing Chen Ning'an.

This ghost creature hadn't even reached the level of a realm master. When it saw Chen Ning'an's true identity, it was completely dumbfounded and dared not move.

Even if Chen Ning'an let go of his hand at this time, it would still be like a wooden chicken and would not even dare to make a sound.

"Take out my disciple's eyes and die on your own."

With just one word from Chen Ning'an, the eye-eating ghost obediently took his eyes out of his eye sockets and handed them to Chunyan's hands. Then he himself burst like a bubble.

He actually committed suicide.

At this moment, the whole room lit up, and all the fellow disciples looked at this nominal great-uncle with shining eyes!

"Master uncle is so awesome!"

Zhang Yufeng cheered and screamed, it was so awesome!
"Oh my god, what did I see? Just one sentence made the ghost die on its own!"

Zhang Yufeng was shaking with excitement. In her opinion, this was a super master at the level of her uncle.

She is ignorant, so she thinks so, but for the pure generation who understand all these intricacies, the shock is even greater!
"Master-uncle!"

Chunyun's voice trembled as he asked cautiously:

"Have you...already..."

He wasn't sure, and it took him a while to say the rest of the words.

"Has he become an immortal?"

"It's still a long way to go for me to become an immortal."

Chen Ning'an shook his head. Becoming an immortal was extremely difficult. Even if he was practicing, after his primordial spirit was perfected, there were still three major realms to reach: Return to the Void, Refining the Void, and Harmonizing with the Dao.

If it were someone else, they might have a formal tradition, practicing step by step, following the Taoist scriptures.

But he couldn't, he had already taken the path of a ghost cultivator...

He himself was not sure whether it was a ghost cultivator or not.

You have to figure out every step by yourself, there is no one to learn from or copy, the only one you can rely on is yourself.

Fortunately, God is watching over me.

He was silently grateful in his heart. Now that he had security, he had hope for the future.

"Chun Yi, it's your turn next."

He stared at his stomach and said in a cold tone: "I'll give you one day to solve the problem yourself, otherwise I'll beat you to death!"

His domineering speech completely conquered all the fellow disciples of the Chun generation.

The main thing is that this is really their great-uncle master. Having this status here means that they have a backer and an umbrella of protection. They are no longer in danger and finally have someone to rely on.

In the evening, the problem has been solved and all the ghosts come here to be cleared out.

Even their great uncle didn't move, just said a word and a look.

They saw the ghost commit suicide with their own eyes, which was something that had never happened before.

"Okay, go figure out how to use the wooden talisman to restore yourselves."

Chen Ning'an glanced at them and frowned slightly.

"Why hasn't your master Deyu come back yet?"

The notice has been issued for so long, and the other party has agreed, but just doesn't show up.

"I'm not sure. Master is usually very elusive. I'll give him another call right now."

Chunyun took out his cell phone and called, but the other end got a busy tone.

"Ok?"

Thousands of miles away from South City, in an underground research base.

In the almost sealed room on the mezzanine, cast in gold, Master Deyu faced more than a dozen politicians.

"Master Deyu, we were originally tolerant and permissive towards your metaphysical world, but this incident is too serious."

"Please tell us what you know."

Master Deyu frowned. In fact, he really didn't know what was going on.

These people were talking about the Zhang family massacre. If it was just the Zhang family, it could only be attributed to the personal grudges in the metaphysical world.

But the bad thing was that it was the Zhang family's ancestral worship ceremony, and many people came to visit every year, not to mention the reporters from various TV stations.

That time, Chen Ning'an simply wiped out those people completely.

"Now, that person has already swept away the entire defense force of South City. He will not go anywhere else but to your sect."

"We tapped your apprentice's phone and learned that he claimed to be the 'grandmaster' of your Daomei sect."

The politician looked closely at the head of Ning Deyu: "You are the head of the sect. I hope you can put aside your sect's feelings and face the justice of the world. Tell the truth about the safety of China!"

"I also heard from them that the great-grandmaster's name is Chen Ning'an."

"Chen Ningan?"

The politician pointed his finger and said, "Investigate this person immediately, from the Domei faction all the way up, and don't let anyone go."

Huge amounts of data began to run, and soon, a person's information and profile picture appeared in front of the politicians.

"People from over three hundred years ago?"

Their expressions became more serious.

China is a huge country, and in the information age, the longer people live, the more powerful they become.

Especially with the publication of the Yin Gui Theory, many powerful figures appeared in history.

"Chen Ning'an once had a close relationship with Zhang Qingshou, and finally died because of Zhang Qingshou's conspiracy."

A politician frowned, he didn't expect that Master Zhang had such a dark history.

"It had a significant impact at the time, and Zhang Qingshou was almost imprisoned because of it, but it was all cleared up because of the publication of Yin Gui Lun."

After reading the information, everyone became even more confused about this person.

"A person who had died a long time ago suddenly appeared, which made me wonder if this was an impostor."

The politicians’ ideas are actually not much different from those of Master Deyu.

He didn't really believe it, and if his disciples hadn't tried their best to persuade him, he wouldn't have even paid any attention.

At this time, Master Deyu could not get much information out of him.

"Sir, Deyu's phone is ringing."

A guard came over with a cell phone: "Do you want to answer it?"

"Answer the call, Master Deyu, put it on speakerphone."

The politician gestured and said to the head of Deyu: "Call back and find out the information about that person."

"If it's possible, we'll decide whether to speak to him."

This is an uncontrollable factor, and Chen Ning'an's existence breaks the balance.

The affairs of the South City defenders made politicians very wary.

If you are not careful, you will put yourself in danger.

"Hey?"

Master Deyu answered the call, and on speakerphone, it was Chunyun's urging.

"Master, our uncle is waiting for you. If you don't come back, we won't be able to stop you."

Considering how fast my uncle-master can travel to the other side of the ocean in just a few minutes, it really shouldn’t take too long.

"Is this uncle-master real?"

Deyu's voice was not very natural: "I doubt that he is the real great-grandmaster. After all, how can someone live for more than three hundred years?"

"Master, please don't disbelieve it!"

Chunyun began to babble on and on, telling all the stories of the ghosts who committed suicide today.

"If it weren't for my great-grandmaster, I wouldn't believe it even if you killed me!"

After hearing this, there was silence for a moment, and then faintly some other people's voices could be heard.

Then, De asked again: "Where is my uncle-master? Let me talk to him."

This……

Chunyun subconsciously looked at Chen Ningan. Damn it! How could the master be so confused about this matter?
"Give me your phone."

Chen Ningan took a look and said to the inside: "Come back or not?"

"I don't have much patience. If you don't come back, I will make the decision for Junior Brother Jiang Yun as the head of the Daomei Sect and give it to Chunyun."

He didn't want to go through so much trouble and was willing to give them a chance, half because of Junior Brother Jiang Yun and half because of Zhang Mingzhi.

But Zhang Mingzhi might have been scared, so he didn't dare to get too close to him.

But Zhang Yufeng was quite close to him.

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, and Deyu looked uncertain. He opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but the politicians looked at him, holding the paper.

The above are the questions he needs to ask.

This put him in a very difficult position. If it was really his uncle-master, he might have a chance if he asked for help now.

Tell a fortune.

Deyu looked at the time, and the hexagram appeared in his mind.

The Li hexagram of thunder, fire and abundance is the fire hexagram, which is very auspicious if used to give birth to the body!

The upper line reaches the top, coming from the sky?

From the sky?
Deyu made a bold decision.

"Uncle Master, save me!"

As soon as these five words came out, the politicians' faces changed immediately and they cut off Deyu's phone in time.

But it's too late.

"Help?"

Chen Ningan looked at the phone and raised his eyebrows: "You dare to touch my people?"

He had just finished talking to Deyu on the phone when his soul spread out instantly and he disappeared in one step.

"Death to me!"

"boom!"

The entire underground building was exposed to the air and the top of the mountain was torn apart by someone.

The huge mountain was thrown away, and a human with his hands behind his back stepped into the air, looking down from above.

At this moment, the politicians felt gloomy.

They knew that God had come.

"I don't like it, so you can kill yourself."

He looked down and said, "Don't say that I won't give you a chance. If I take action, you won't even be able to go to reincarnation."

The politicians looked grim as they recalled the tragic pictures and videos outside the South City.

"You can't do this!"

A politician stood up and said: "Even if it is..."

As soon as he said this, Chen Ning'an dropped Thunder impatiently.

"You talk too much."

In an instant, the entire underground building and facilities stretching across several mountains were completely destroyed.

"I don't like nonsense."

"Walk."

With a simple word, Deyu rose from the ground and landed beside him.

Before he could see the tragedy below, his field of vision changed, and in an instant, the two people disappeared.

Three minutes later, the disciples met their master.

"Master?"

They were surprised and delighted.

Zhang Yufeng was dissatisfied: "Master, we have been waiting for you for so long."

She said sarcastically, "You even want your uncle to come pick you up personally. You are so proud."

Oh my god, stop talking!
Chunyun was terrified. How dare you say that? What if the uncle-grandmaster dislikes the master and kills him?
"Okay, everyone, take a night off. I'll talk to you about things tomorrow."

Chen Ning'an turned and left. His contact with this world had just begun. On the other side, he still had things to deal with in the Daqi Kingdom.

However, now he wants to find some bodies for the people in the inner world.

There was no shortage of dead people in this world, and he just struggled a bit and found a few bodies.

"Come out."

A large Baiyue ship appeared on the grave site.

On the big ship, there were none other than Professor Feng, Xiao Gao, and Nan Hua, but now they all looked like they were about to die of old age.

Liao Yun froze their time with his paintings.

But for them, time is still extending and their consciousness is not frozen.

This is a very cruel punishment, the price for using the power of nightmare.

"Wake up."

Chen Ning'an pointed his finger, and several people sank into the grave.

Then, mud flew everywhere and the three of them climbed out.

"what!"

The first thing was their roaring, venting, and crying, their voices sounded like those of evil spirits.

The people passing by outside looked nervous. They had heard that Dong'an Cemetery was haunted, and now they saw that it was true.

The three of them shouted for a long time, and finally Chen Ning'an said impatiently: "Stop it, I'm getting annoyed if you keep arguing."

"After so many years, it would be too hard for us if we didn't shout a few times."

Professor Feng let out a long sigh: "Living is torture, you might as well let us die."

"If I don't speak, Liao Yun won't dare let you die."

Chen Ning'an's face was calm: "And Liao Yun didn't ask me either."

This is a mistake. If they were willing to die, Chen Ning'an would definitely not stop them.

"But now, I need you to help me do something."

He took a few people to the sky and said, "Look down, what do you see?"

what did you see?
They saw the city under the night sky, and it seemed like the New Qin.

"Has Xin Qin recovered?"

Yinggao looked around and quickly reacted.

"No, the writing is different, and the currency is different."

I let you live for a mission."

Chen Ningan said: "Look at this world, I want you to spread the door gods and stick them on everyone's door."

This is not a very troublesome thing, but it requires some brains and there is also a lot of resistance.

Door gods are not only commercial in nature, but also represent the power of faith. It is easy in the Chinese Federation, but not so easy abroad.

Not to mention the beliefs of various major religions, there are many people who do not accept such foreign things.

"You can use any method you want. I won't restrict you. I just want the result."

This was his purpose, and the next day, he also informed everyone in the Daomei faction of this purpose.

“Isn’t this spreading the faith?”

Chun Yi frowned: "But China prohibits such blatant operations."

"Don't worry about that."

Chen Ning'an's face was cold: "My request is very small. If they don't agree, then change it."

"Ying Gao, I'm not just talking about letting you be the emperor."

"In order to achieve my goal, I want you to take the politician exam from now on."

He gave instructions one by one, but as for Nan Hua, he didn't pay much attention to him.

"You can continue your research, but the premise is that you don't affect my progress."

The instructions are over, and the rest is up to time.

"Uncle Master, what do you want to eat today?"

Zhang Yufeng asked with a licked face, this is the happiest moment of the day.

As long as her uncle-master told her what to eat, she could blatantly use public funds to buy it, and she could also buy some extra delicious food for herself.

"Let's eat pork elbow in soy sauce today."

Chen Ning'an smiled, and a faint shadow appeared next to the golden flower between his eyebrows.

Their movements are not slow.

But there are also some resistances. Although Chen Ning'an seems to be in Daomei Sect these days, his soul is actually searching.

There is a little golden light in the New Qin world. Is there also a little golden light in this world?

Who created this world, and for what purpose? And where is the creator?
(End of this chapter)