Pick up a celestial master and go home to town house

Luge Mountain has beautiful scenery and is located on the border of Anyun Province. The entire mountain belongs to the Fang family, the first family of Taoism.

When Ren Ling came out of Fang's library, Fang Linshan was already waiting at the door with a smile, "Master Ren, can you gain anything?"

Ren Ling nodded, "There are some, thanks to Patriarch Fang for being generous and lending me the books in the door."

Fang Linshan shook his head and smiled, curious, "The times are different. Although the Fang family started their business by refining corpses, they have stopped doing these things a long time ago. What is the use of Master Ren borrowing these books related to corpse refining?"

"For reference." Ren Ling answered briefly.

"Now the metaphysics world has banned the orthodox Taoist sect to refine corpses, Master Ren~" Fang Linshan wanted to remind Ren Ling, but then remembered that the Ghost Spirit Gate did not seem to be an orthodox Taoist sect, so he stopped talking.

Of course Ren Ling could hear the implication, "I don't refine corpses." What's the point of asking for corpses.

After receiving Ren Ling's affirmative reply, Fang Linshan was relieved, "The younger generation didn't know that the person behind the Fan family in Yuncheng was Master Ren, so it was so offending, and asked Master Ren to help host the super-salvation formation, it was really rude. "

"It's nothing, just by the way, I just want to go to city f." Ren Ling turned his gaze to Fang Linshan, "The owner of the family is willing to borrow the books from the noble family. Is there anything I can do for you?"

Naturally, Fang Linshan didn't borrow the book for Ren Ling to read for nothing, and he was not polite when he saw this, and invited Ren Ling to be his helper to deal with a matter together.

I got into the car with Fang Linshan, and Fang Linshan wanted to get acquainted with the ghost master better, but Ren Ling seemed to be absent-minded all the time, so he closed his eyes and rested his mind, and stopped talking.

Ren Ling lowered his head and pressed the phone, Zhou Yi didn't answer the phone, nor did he reply to the text message. Not knowing what he was doing, Ren Ling entered Zhou Yi's Weibo, wanting to know Zhou Yi's development.

Zhou Yi forwarded Gan Lin's Weibo in the morning.

Gan Lin: "Thanks to the gods for saving my life! @行舟, I decided to give my life to you!"

Gan Lin's original Weibo posted a moving picture, Zhou Yi put on a bed sheet and pretended to be a fairy, with a touch of his hand, a flashing white line was issued, and Gan Lin jumped up amidst the special effects of at most a dime.

Zhou Yi reposted: "How can you cheat the corpse before you have done your work? Panic.jpg. It's none of my business, I won't take the blame!"

Ren Ling first noticed what Gan Lin said about the promise of his body, his face darkened, and seeing Zhou Yi's rejection of Gan Lin, the very faint smile on his face flashed away.

Fang Linshan, who happened to see it, was surprised, saying that ghost masters don't care about human relationships, but only recognize transactions, and it's rare to have such a warm expression.

Ren Ling then flipped through the comments on Weibo, and his complexion was not so good. The netizens in the comments all followed Gan Lin's Weibo, which made Zhou Yi's Weibo lively.

"Pfft, this special effect of fraudulent corpse is epic."

"I just came over from Brother Ganlin's official support club Weibo. The media's false reports are so ridiculous that I almost believed it. Whisper, I really believe it. It's so sad!"

"Let me tell you, are you happy!!! Congratulations to Brother Gan Lin for failing to post!"

"Is the immortal's side face a little familiar? Isn't this the one in the commercial with Brother Gan Lin?"

"It's Brother Yi Zhou! Gan Lin is going to form a CP with Brother Yi Zhou, this is okay! Brother Yi Zhou will make his debut soon!"

"Brother Ganlin, don't promise Yizhou, you promise me, I am more beautiful than Yizhou, really, Yizhou is more handsome than me at most, hey~~"

Some of the CP's comments were so annoying that Ren Ling turned off Weibo with a heavy gaze.

......

During the National Day holiday and the peak tourist season, there are quite a lot of tourists in Lane City, a city with a particularly strong folk culture.

A young man wearing sunglasses and a mask led a boy of eighteen or nineteen into a manor.

I don't know what day it is today, but there are people coming and going in this manor, most of them are people in Tang suits and Taoist robes, all of them are mature, dignified and polite, quite impressive.

The young man curiously asked in a low voice: "I heard that the atmosphere here in Xiangcheng is different from ours, and it is so common in this line of work?"

"No, today is my grandfather's [-]th birthday. Uncle invited everyone from the metaphysics community in Lane City to come and pray for my grandfather's birthday."

The young man with the sunglasses and mask pushed the sunglasses, revealing a pair of upturned peach eyes, "Zhou Yi, I didn't really believe in these before, but now I think if I come and see, maybe I can find someone to lure that grieving ghost out."

"I advise you not to have too much hope." Zhou Yi carefully screened the people he met. There were two souls wandering around the manor leisurely. These people did not respond, and they complimented and exchanged compliments with each other.

Is this a business bragging?

Few people looked in the direction of the souls. It can be seen that most of these people are Lan Dao's magic sticks, or they are hiding their secrets and don't care about those two ghosts?

"Why, these people can't do it?" Gan Lin asked while leading Zhou Yi to the banquet hall.

"Most of them may not even be as good as you. You can still hear ghosts at least sometimes." Zhou Yi and Gan Lin just arrived in Xiangcheng.

I don't know if the grieving ghost who wanted to kill Gan Lin was afraid of being beaten by Zhou Yi. The ghost forced it out.

To be on the safe side, Gan Lin begged Zhou Yi to come with him, and happened to take Zhou Yi to have fun too. It was the eleventh holiday, so Zhou Yi didn't need to ask for leave, so he followed Gan Lin to Xiangcheng.

The banquet hall is a hall that can accommodate 500 people for banquets at the same time.

The old birthday star Mrs. Jiang sits at the top.

Gan Lin brought Zhou Yi to greet the old man, and introduced Zhou Yi to the old man Jiang.

The old man seemed to be a little demented, and his mind was not very clear. He looked at Gan Lin with cloudy eyes, and it took him a while to recognize that he was the son of his younger daughter. The old man was not in good spirits, and Gan Lin went down without saying much.

Zhou Yi kept frowning when he took his seat, "Gan Lin, there seems to be something wrong with your old man."

When he approached to ask for peace, he smelled a faint rancid smell, which was very similar to the smell of a child's corpse when he called the police for a woman's ghost.

Gan Lin was taken aback, he believed in Zhou Yi very much now, and quickly asked, "What's wrong with Grandpa?"

"Maybe I'm overthinking it!" Zhou Yi hesitated to speak, and finally shook his head and stopped talking. How could someone else hold a birthday banquet and say that the birthday star has a corpse smell.

The banquet in this hall is a bit strange, there are not many guests from all over the world, but they are all monks and Taoists, and even the banquet is divided into meat table and vegetarian table.

The table where Zhou Yi sat down was a plain table, Zhou Yi ate some, but stopped after losing his appetite.

Gan Lin has already taken off his sunglasses and mask. The people in the banquet hall are basically over 40 years old. They don't really look at the things that young people like to watch, and no one recognizes Gan Lin. At most, Gan Lin looks familiar.

Every newcomer who entered the hall was brought forward to talk to Mrs. Jiang before taking a seat, and when they were almost there, someone helped Mrs. Jiang away.

Not long after, someone handed out pens and paper and asked everyone here to write down what they just saw here. Some people suddenly realized that they were smart and praised Jiang's Feng Shui, and some wrote down other answers with a half-smile.

After the meal, some people were invited to live in the inner house, and the other part were placed in the outer house.

Zhou Yi followed Gan Lin directly into the inner house, and Gan Lin arranged Zhou Yi's guest room next to his, so that he could call Zhou Yi for help immediately in case of other situations.

Then he took Zhou Yi to the alley city for a stroll, Zhou Yi had never been to the alley city, and went out to play with Gan Lin before coming back very late.

When I went back, I saw that the gate of the manor had been cleared, and a huge platform was set up, and many people brought the old people at home to the platform.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Yi asked Gan Lin, "Set up a stage to sing? Why did you bring the old man here, isn't it crowded?"

Gan Lin shook his head and didn't know, but someone beside him answered.

"The two of you are from out of town, right? Every year someone here will take the lead and invite Xuanmen masters to hold a blessing ceremony. This year it happens to be the Jiang family's turn. The Jiang family is one of the best wealthy families in the country. It is even more important to hold it. He is so bold that he simply invited all the mages in Xiangcheng, it is a rare large-scale prayer ceremony, and let the elderly at home come to reap the blessings."

Zhou Yi and Gan Lin followed the crowd into the inner circle, and finally saw what was going on inside.

More than 1000 mages in different costumes looked solemn and did not make a sound. There were three people sitting on the top chair, one in white, one in green, and one in black. Their faces were too far away to see clearly.

"See, the Jiang family is rich and powerful, so they invited all the celestial masters. I heard that there are only a dozen in the entire metaphysical world, and they invite three."

The person who spoke just now continued: "The one in the middle with white beard, white hair and long white eyebrows is the current president of the Xuanmen Association, Daoist Xuanxuanzi, who is in charge of the world's Xuanmen."

"The one in green on the left." The person who spoke pointed to another person, "I heard that it is Fang Tianshi, the head of the first family of Xuanmen, and the last one in black, what's more, I heard it is a very mysterious heaven Master, known as ghost master, seems to be surnamed Ren, regardless of his youth, he is very powerful."

Zhou Yi's heart skipped a beat when he heard the word ghost master, it couldn't be such a coincidence.

Gan Lin looked left and right, but couldn't see clearly, so he dragged Zhou Yi into the arena. When the order maintainers saw that it was Gan Lin, the cousin of the Jiang family, they didn't stop them, and they walked all the way to the middle.

Now I finally see clearly.

Jiang Liancheng sat in the main seat, and there were three people sitting beside him. The first one was an old Taoist priest wearing a white Taoist robe, with white beard and hair, and long eyebrows. He must be Taoist Priest Xuanxuanzi.

The second one is a thin old man in a buttoned long gown with three strands of long beard, it should be Fang Tianshi.

The last one was a young man in a long black gown. His appearance was as cold and flawless as ice and snow. He carried a chill that repulsed people thousands of miles away. He was holding a teacup and was lost in thought. He didn't pay attention to Zhou Yi and Gan Lin coming in.

No one dares to question the status of these three in the metaphysics world, they represent the highest level of Taoism today.

When Zhou Yi saw the last young man, he quietly hid behind Gan Lin.

Gan Lin whispered to Zhou Yi, while a group of Taoist priests were chanting scriptures on the stage, "Is their singing effective? I think these people's level is not as good as yours. Is it really possible for me to find them?"

"What if there is a real guy." Zhou Yi also beeped softly. This blessing ceremony seems to be more formal than effective.

This was heard by a mage next to him, and he said angrily: "What a real guy, a fake guy, talking nonsense, what do you know, when will the little hairy kids get in at the blessing ceremony, go down quickly."

"He is a mage." Gan Lin pointed at Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi puffed out his chest, bit the bullet and nodded to admit, rounding up, if surpassing people is an alchemist, then he counts, anyway, he is better than some people on the stage.

The mage's voice was a bit loud, which attracted the attention of other mages, and everyone's eyes turned to him immediately.

"Are you an adult? Child, there are Taoist seniors here now, you'd better not fish in troubled waters. Although the rewards for participating in the blessing ceremony are relatively generous, not everyone can get it."

The sorcerer yelled loudly, stepped forward and grabbed Zhou Yi, trying to get the two of them off.

Zhou Yi dodged deftly, Gan Lin wanted to run, but was caught, and the conflict that started as an argument suddenly turned into a commotion.

"stop."

The cold voice stopped suddenly, and the young man in black put down his teacup and stared at Zhou Yi, "Zhou Yi, come to my place, I need your help later."

Jiang Liancheng frowned when he saw that the young celestial master knew Zhou Yi, and pointed at Gan Lin, "This is my nephew, let him in."

The face of the mage who wanted to arrest someone changed, let alone the one who was the nephew of the host, and the other person, he glanced at Zhou Yi again, as far as he knew, there was no such young mage in the country, "This one is so young, he It can't be a mage."

The young man in black looked cold, and the icy breath suddenly pressed down on his body like a mountain. The sorcerer who was pressed felt cold all over and couldn't speak.

"This is my assistant, what's your opinion?" The young man in black repeated again.