The little apprentice sister is so fierce. She live broadcasted digging holes and setting up graves

As a spectator, Shen He took out a small stool, held the Lingguoxuan in one hand, and gently kneaded his calf with the other.

Just like how they were chased by Jiuqu just now, now let’s see Wuxie and Bamei crush Jiuqu.

You are all cannon fodder, and this fairy has come to rescue you, so it is reasonable to have some fun, right?

With Shen He's encouragement, Wuxie and Bamei attacked without mercy. They beat Jiuqu so badly that even his master couldn't recognize him. They were still worried and tied him up like a dumpling.

"Fifth Senior Brother is mighty, Eighth Senior Sister is mighty!"

Shen He clapped his hands, threw the fruit core aside, and walked over to feed each of them a pill to restore spiritual energy.

"Brother and sister, take a rest first, and leave the rest to me."

Shen He clapped his hands, grabbed Jiuqu's collar, and dragged him towards the pit.

Wu Xie: Is Junior Sister so strong?

Eighth Sister: Junior Sister, don’t you want to…

The two looked at each other and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Although, but, Ninth Junior Brother’s crime doesn’t deserve the death penalty, right?

Uh……

The two were not sure how Jiuqu would punish the man according to the sect's rules, but they killed him privately. Wasn't that a bit disregarding of the friendship between fellow disciples?

Just as the two of them exchanged glances, silently discussing whether or not they should rescue Jiuqu, who had caused such a terrible disaster, Shen He had already figured it out.

"Wow! My professional skills are really strong. I can bury Ninth Senior Brother in a pit without breaking his legs. This is amazing!"

No one praised him, so Shen He praised himself.

"Junior Sister, although Ninth Junior Brother..."

Glancing at the graves of his ancestors who had no choice but to save them, Wu Xie closed his eyes and said, "But he is a direct disciple after all. We can't kill him."

The girl nodded quickly and said, "Yes, yes, yes! Our sect has its rules. Brothers cannot kill each other!"

Shen He leaned to the side and said with a smile, "Who said I wanted to kill Ninth Senior Brother? I am very gentle and kind. How could such a lovely little junior sister harm her fellow disciples?"

……

The silence was deafening.

Junior Sister did not kill Ninth Junior Brother, but she buried him alive in a pit, leaving only his head breathing. Is she sure that this won’t kill him?

But neither of them wanted to plead for Jiuqu, at least not now!

He got into trouble when he was drunk, and it was such a big trouble. How can he explain to his teachers if he doesn't get punished?

Junior Sister is really so kind. She has already figured out how to deal with the aftermath for Junior Brother Nine. I hope Junior Brother Nine can appreciate this kindness.

Otherwise, they would definitely beat Ninth Junior Brother until he wakes up.

"Fifth Brother, I'm a little scared and want to go back."

Eighth Sister grabbed Wu Xie's arm, closed her eyes and whispered.

The darker the sky gets, the heavier the yin energy becomes. After finishing her work, Eighth Sister seemed to see ghosts floating around.

"Junior Sister, it's no longer possible to live here. How about you come down the mountain with me?"

Wuxie tried hard to look away and not look at the unconscious Jiuqu.

Fellow students should be friendly, but not now!

"Fifth Senior Brother is right. Little Junior Sister, please come with me. This place is too scary. You are still young. If you get scared, it will affect your Taoism in the future!"

Eighth Sister actually just wanted to find someone to keep her company, otherwise she would definitely not be able to sleep well tonight.

God!

She actually dared to come and visit the ancestor at night. If the master knew about it, he would have to praise her for her courage!

"Fifth Senior Brother, please take Eighth Senior Sister away first. I'll stay and keep an eye on Ninth Senior Brother. If he goes crazy again, there'll be someone to send you a message."

There was no way Shen He could leave. So many ancestors were waiting to chat with her. She couldn't miss the opportunity!

"Although Ninth Senior Brother is unconscious now, who can guarantee that he won't wake up? The tombs of our ancestors have already been damaged. If Ninth Senior Brother makes another mistake, his coffin will be dug up and his bones excavated."

When Eighth Sister heard this, she was so frightened that her face turned pale and her arm that was holding Wu Xie was shaking.

Wu Xie was not a man of his own ideas, so he really believed what Shen He said and nodded immediately, "Thank you for your help, Junior Sister. Remember to call us if you need anything."

Afraid that Eighth Sister would be frightened to death if she stayed any longer, Wu Xie had no choice but to send her away first.

Shen He slowly cleared out a space, spread out a mat, and took out spiritual fruits and snacks as offerings. Finally, he placed a stack of bowls and poured in the fine wine brought from the Shen family.

"My dear ancestors, would you like to sit down and chat for a couple of bucks?"

Shen He said with a smile and lit three incense sticks.

"Let me introduce myself. I'm Shen He, the direct disciple of the Xuantian Sect's head, Daochen Tianshi."

He pointed to the wine yeast in the pit and said, "This is the wine yeast of my ninth senior brother, the culprit who just blew up the grave."

Shen He showed his small white teeth and smiled very sweetly.

Those shadows seemed to have not expected Shen He to be so bold, and they couldn't help but feel a little more curious.

"Can you see us?"

An old man with a goatee came forward and circled Shen He twice. It was not difficult to see that he was a calculating man when he was alive.

"To reply to Master, this disciple is a Xuan cultivator."

Shen He waved her hand, took out a box from the coffin, and opened it with a smile.

"This is a fierce ghost that my disciple caught in my hometown. Although I don't know where it came from, it wiped out my entire Shen family.

I have decided to train them into ghost slaves, to make them serve me and atone for my sins. However, I am learning on my own, so I wonder if any of the ancestors could offer some guidance?

Of course Shen He is not incapable of doing this, he just said this to trick her.

With so many ancestors, Shen He simply couldn't finish talking to them all in one night, so of course he had to select the ones he wanted to communicate with the most.

"This kid is interesting. Judging from his bone age, he is only eight years old. He actually dares to practice ghost slavery and is self-taught. Eighteen, this is much more interesting than your stupid apprentice."

As he was speaking, a female soul floated over, reached out and pointed at the evil spirits, and then folded one of the evil spirits into a pile like folding clothes.

It looks like Xiang!

"Wow! Master is so powerful! Can evil spirits play like this? Doesn't it save space?"

Shen He did not miss any details of the other party's ghost-breaking gesture; that gesture was clearly a hand seal.

Shen He immediately pulled over a fierce ghost and quickly copied it. Although the fold was not neat, it was finally formed.

After folding a ghost, Shen He became interested and added his own ideas to it, folding it into several different shapes.

The female soul also opened up new ideas and tried to fold different styles, as if competing with Shen He. In a short while, those evil spirits became decorations.

"Little kid, do you know why I want to fold the ghost?"

The female soul had no handicrafts to do, so she had time to chat with Shen He.

"It's easy to store, and the evil spirits are bound by the magic, so even if the magic weapon is damaged, they can't come out to do evil."

Shen He is a master of metaphysics. Having killed so many ghosts, he naturally knows the mystery.

"Very good, very good. If I had met a disciple like you who could learn things quickly, Xuantian Sect wouldn't have fallen into decline so quickly."

The female soul felt a little regretful. She stood in front of Shen He, and placed her almost fading hand on Shen He's spiritual platform, exploring her sea of consciousness.

Noticing the presence of Xiaobao and Zhaocai, the female soul was a little surprised, and then laughed heartily.

"Little kid, I want to be your master from another generation. I will teach you all the advanced techniques of the Xuantian Sect. Are you willing to accept me as your master?"

Without waiting for Shen He to nod, the spirit called Eighteen immediately stepped forward.

"Grandmaster, please stop messing around. This little kid is already the disciple of your grandson's worthless disciple. How can he become your disciple? Wouldn't that mess up the order of generations and make you a laughingstock?"

Shen He looked up and found that Eighteen was his cheap master!

This name is so random!

Although Shen He didn't care much about seniority, she still liked the identity of a junior sister. She knew she was the group's favorite the moment she heard it.

As for uncle masters and the like, shouldn’t they give gifts when they meet the younger generation?

Shen He was a little bit resistant to paying money, so she was still a grandson...

No!

It’s great to be a disciple!

"Grandmaster is in a hurry to accept me as his disciple, is he afraid that his spiritual consciousness won't last long?

But I, a little kid, can't even support a sect. Doesn't Master want to re-enter the martial arts world and join me in wiping out all the major sects?"