Ninth-level fairy

There were only two knocks on the door, and then no more sound.

Du Fang immediately signaled Li Qingshuang to be quiet, blew out the light, and picked up the kitchen knife beside him.

In this eerie calm and suffocating silence, Li Qingshuang's whole body suddenly began to tremble continuously, as if he felt the horror outside.

In the lonely darkness, something suddenly lit up outside the door, a ball of green will-o'-the-wisp, followed by a man's voice, "Is anyone in the house?"

Du Fang didn't dare to respond. He tried to calm his breath. Countless questions popped up in his mind. Could it be that the person who came was not the owner of this house?

He pressed his eyes to the crack in the door and suddenly trembled.

There was a person standing outside the door, no, it was a black shadow, because under the moonlight, there was no shadow where one stood.

Du Fang subconsciously reached for the magic weapon in his hand, but found nothing.

His upper body was naked and there was nothing in his arms.

I couldn't help but laugh in my heart, 'After I deal with this damn thing, I'll take off his clothes and wear them!'

The shadow was thick, dark, and shaped like a human. Its arms were very long, almost reaching the ground.

There was a ball of green ghost fire in his eyes.

——It’s a ghost!

This was Du Fang's first judgment. He said nothing, waiting for him to come in.

As long as he dares to come in, a bloody knife will chop him to death. Li Qingshuang said that his blood has the effect of restraining evil spirits. Even the seventh-level senior of Lingxiao could not withstand it. Why should he be afraid of such a small ghost?

The ghostly figure did not leave. Seeing no one answered, it knocked on the door twice and asked:

"Is anyone in the house?"

There was no sound. Du Fang held his breath, waiting patiently, his eyes fixed on the door.

The ghost suddenly laughed grimly, "Young man, come out, I see you!" Du Fang's heart immediately rose to his throat. This evil creature knew of his existence.

"If you don't come out, I'll come in and catch you. You'd better hide well!" An unpleasant hissing sound came out of her mouth.

As soon as the words fell, Du Fang felt a darkness in front of his eyes. The door was not pried open, but the gap in the door suddenly turned black. The black shadow, as thin as a piece of paper, squeezed in from the gap in the door.

The dark room suddenly lit up, and two beams of green light looked behind the door where Du Fang was hiding.

"Ghost, take this sword from me!"

The kitchen knife in Du Fang's hand was like a whirlwind, chopped directly across the waist.

The ghost was agile, its body suddenly folding up like paper, barely avoiding the attack. But Du Fang, with seven years of experience in slaying ghosts, turned his arm and cut across.

The ghost suddenly folded again and avoided the chopping knife.

Du Fang subconsciously reached out and wanted to take out the relics he once treasured to suppress this evil thing.

He reached out and emptied it, then cried out inwardly, "It's broken."

At that critical moment, he reacted subconsciously, completely unaware that he had been reborn. The ghost's two hands, like ropes, wrapped around his limbs, and he laughed, "Young man, you're not hiding well. I caught you!"

Suddenly, a dazzling yellow light filled the room. Li Qingshuang took out a jade token and threw it directly at the black shadow.

This is Lingxiao's protective amulet, which has been blessed by the Taoist ancestor and is very effective in restraining evil spirits.

The black shadow suddenly bit the jade token and swallowed it.

Du Fang looked forward to it, waiting for its body to begin to dissolve.

However, he was wrong. This ghost was completely different from ordinary evil spirits.

The jade token was swallowed, and the body was free from obstacles. The four hands opened at the same time, wrapped around Li Qingshuang's body, and lifted her up directly.

The evil in this world is so powerful that it is like heaven and earth compared to the outside world.

Li Qingshuang just shouted "It's over", and Du Fang was about to bite the tip of his tongue to try his luck.

Just as the ghost opened its mouth wide enough to swallow a person—

Suddenly, the wooden door was kicked open from the outside. The ghost screamed and tried to escape immediately. It was obvious that something even more terrifying had come from outside.

Hearing the noise and seeing the ghost baby's terrified look, Du Fang's heart went cold. Today was over. Each one was more powerful than the other. It was really a case of the big fish eating the small fish and the small fish eating the shrimp.

And now I am playing the role of Xiami.

The two people's bodies were released by the ghost at the same time. As soon as the door opened, the ghost immediately rushed out and tried to escape. Du Fang was stunned and suddenly saw the black ghost screaming continuously.

The body was lifted upside down.

This one person.

The blood in his body was surging and rich, and one could feel the strong murderous aura coming from him.

Li Qingshuang had already lit the oil lamp. Her realm was higher than Du Fang's, so she could see more clearly.

A Taoist priest in a black robe and a Taoist bun, wearing black gloves on his hands, dressed in black, with a black beard and black hair, stood outside the door like an iron tower.

The Taoist in black had a gloomy expression on his face. He exerted force with both hands, and a ball of red-blue flame emerged from his palms, burning the black ghost to death.

Looking at the remaining jade token in the palm of his hand in the moonlight.

"Lingxiao?"

Two words came out of his mouth.

"Are you two disciples of Lingxiao?" The black-robed Taoist's face had become very surprised, but it softened in an instant, as if he had met an old friend in a foreign land.

Seeing that he was a fellow disciple, Du Fang asked, "Master, what is your name? Where is your immortal abode?"

The black-robed Taoist finally walked in and blew away the ashes in his hands:

His expression was gloomy. "As for me, I'm just a wandering crane. I've been here for too long and haven't practiced cultivation for a long time!"

The black-robed Taoist carefully glanced at Du Fang, then at Li Qingshuang, and asked, "Are you disciples of the Lingxiao Sword Sect? Are you from outside the domain?"

Li Qingshuang seemed to sense something strange and immediately bowed and asked, "Are you a senior from the Lingxiao Sword Sect?"

More than a hundred years ago, only Lingxiao's disciples came here. After much speculation, the only living person could be Lingxiao's predecessor.

The black-robed Taoist looked gloomy and sighed deeply:

"The road to immortality is bumpy, and each path is evergreen. Qing, Yun, Xian, Xuan, are you disciples of the Xuan generation?

Li Qingshuang replied, "My disciple Qingshuang, my Dharma name is Ruhui, my master is Xuanzhen, and my uncle is the master Xuanji..."

The black-robed Taoist looked at Du Fang, "What about you?"

Du Fang chuckled. It was really not easy to meet a senior from the same sect here, and a living person at that.

This Taoist has a black beard and a dark face, and he doesn't look very old. But when I think of what Uncle Xuanzhen once said, those who entered Jianmen were all seniors of the seventh and eighth realms, and that was more than a hundred years ago.

The senior in front of me has lived for too long.

"I am an outer disciple, not a Daoist disciple..."

The black-robed Taoist sighed, "I, Chang Qingzi, should be considered your ancestor!"

"Greetings, Grandmaster!" Du Fang immediately bowed. Although he was not in the sect, the rules of seniority could not be broken.

Chang Qingzi stared at Du Fang, and suddenly a dark green Taoist diagram appeared in his palm. His palm covered Du Fang's body, and immediately a strong blood energy emerged.

"You are a fairy spirit, no wonder you can enter the Sword Gate at such a low level!"