Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 378 Fighting the Ghost King Again
Li Qingdong's words were like thunder from the sky, shocking Ding Ermiao.

Could it be that Master, who hated the Sanpoor, was still hiding something from himself, keeping the true ancestral treasure with him?
But the Great Seal of the Master of Lingbao is the token of the leader of Maoshan. Master is willing to give it to himself, so why would he keep such a powerful magic weapon?
Could it be that the magic weapon is too powerful, and the master is worried that because of his youthful spirit, he will cause trouble with the magic weapon?
That must be it, there is no other explanation!
Because the master has no other disciples, everything can only be passed on to himself, and only he is qualified to inherit everything from the master.

Thinking of this, Ding Ermiao suddenly became excited again.If I add another magic weapon, I will be even more powerful in catching ghosts and subduing demons in the future!

Thinking of this, Ding Ermiao calmed down and asked Li Qingdong sideways, "Then let me test you, what is the second magical weapon of our Maoshan branch?"

Ding Ermiao didn't know it himself, so he had to play tricks and try to get words out of Li Qingdong's mouth.

Who knew that Li Qingdong was more cunning than Ding Ermiao, he chuckled: "Uncle, you don't even know, how can I know?"

"Who says I don't know? I'm just testing you!" Ding Ermiao felt guilty, but remained tough on his words.

"Then you know, please tell me. Tell me about your second magic weapon, what is its name, what is it about, and how powerful it is?" Li Qingdong twirled his beard and laughed.

"Why should I tell you?" Ding Ermiao was embarrassed and hesitated: "You are not my disciple. No matter how powerful our second weapon is, we will not pass it on to you, so you don't want to Just asking around."

"Uncle Master, you were the one who made blind inquiries at the beginning, okay?" Li Qingdong said.

Ding Ermiao was speechless. She secretly complained to her master, Qiu Sanpong. Why did the sect neither give it to him nor mention it to him when he had good things in his sect?Are you confused?

Wu Zhanzhan glanced at Ding Ermiao and said helplessly: "Ermiao, stop pretending. My master said that your second magical weapon has been lost for hundreds of years. Later, your master was also considered to have great supernatural powers. I found a torture knife and made this Ten Thousand Killer. It can barely be regarded as a magical weapon..."

Ding Ermiao's face felt hot and she felt ashamed.I am in the second branch, but I don’t know the history of the second branch.Sigh... Master, it's true, why don't you tell yourself such a big thing and make yourself look embarrassed?
Seeing Ding Ermiao's embarrassment, Wu Zhanzhan changed the subject and said, "Li Qingdong, where is this place? How far is it from the mountain col where we fought the Ghost King?"

"I couldn't escape far away with you. I just escaped twenty miles north." Li Qingdong said: "If I hadn't taken you with me, I would have escaped to the United States now..."

It was only twenty miles away, which was fine. Ding Ermiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Wu Zhanzhan looked at the time and said: "It's almost dawn. I didn't think it had been long in the ghost king's black mist formation. I didn't expect that I had to fight with them almost all night. Now, what should we do?"

"What else can we do? Get out of here quickly!" Li Qingdong shouted: "The Ghost King of Ten Thousand Arrows has a high level of cultivation and has countless ghost soldiers and generals under his command. We cannot defeat him. Not only must we leave, we must also run farther and farther. Good. Otherwise, he will retaliate at any time."

"It's a joke. If you are chased by the Ghost King, you are still considered a disciple of Maoshan?" Wu Zhanzhan glared at Li Qingdong and said, "I will take a break and recuperate before going back to fight the Ghost King again. I will not give up until I catch it!" Li Qingdong, if you are afraid of death, you can leave first."

Speaking of this, Wu Zhanzhan glanced at Ding Ermiao to see his reaction.In Wu Zhanzhan's heart, he certainly hoped that Ding Ermiao would stay and help him.Otherwise, it will be difficult to sing alone, and you will definitely lose.

Wu Zhanzhan was entrusted by his customer to come to Shiwanda Mountain to catch ghosts.Now that he encountered the Ghost King, Wu Zhanzhan began to suspect that the patron's daughter had been taken away by the Ghost King or his subordinates.

The person has not been rescued, the ghost has not been caught, and there is no explanation to the customers, so naturally Wu Zhanzhan cannot leave.

Seeing Wu Zhanzhan looking at him, Ding Ermiao hurriedly raised his eyebrows and said: "Junior sister, don't worry, when I recover from my injuries, I will definitely fight side by side with you to eliminate the ghost king! Li Qingdong is a junior, he is not high in Taoism and not cultivated enough, so he is afraid of death It’s normal, we don’t need him.”

Wu Zhanzhan was overjoyed, but his face was calm and he said calmly: "This is my private matter, I think I can solve it. I also know that you have good intentions, but going against the Ghost King is a dangerous thing after all. .If something unexpected happens to you because of this, Uncle Qiu Sanpo will definitely complain to me in the future."

These words are beautiful, and they secretly provoke the general, but they do not lose their identity.Wu Zhanzhan estimated that with Ding Ermiao's temper, such a provocative general would definitely stay.

Why didn't Ding Ermiao understand what Wu Zhanzhan meant? He smiled and said: "Junior sister, I stayed here for my own reasons. I was poked in the bone by the ghost king, how could I not avenge this? So, I happened to take advantage of my junior sister's help. Divine power, kill the ghost king to vent the hatred in my heart."

In order to please his junior sister and take care of her face, Ding Ermiao had no choice but to suffer some losses, stay low and be humble, and endure hardships.

Just at this moment, a high-pitched chicken crow came from a certain greenhouse, and then the roosters in the entire chicken farm came and went, competing with each other.

Wu Zhanzhan looked at Ding Ermiao and said, "Well, let's find a place to rest first. After you recover from your injury, we will prepare to deal with the Thousand Arrows Ghost King."

"Two master uncles, let alone you, even if the two master uncles arrived in person, they would not be able to defeat the Ghost King of Ten Thousand Arrows!" Li Qingdong poured cold water on him and said, "If you go rashly, you will never come back."

Ding Ermiao grabbed Li Qingdong's beard and said, "No one is forcing you to go, but you don't have to complain, understand?"

"Don't pull it, don't pull it. My beard is also a magic weapon for catching ghosts. Don't pull it..." Li Qingdong hurriedly begged for mercy and said:

"Uncle Ding, that's not what I mean. What I mean is that if you really want to deal with the Ghost King, I will definitely help. However, this cannot be done rashly. Every step of the plan must be calculated by my heavenly disc. Possibly destroy the Ghost King.”

Wu Zhanzhan thought for a while, pulled Ding Ermiao's hand away, and said: "Ermiao, let Li Qingdong do some calculations to see how we should deal with the Ghost King. If he is right, we will listen to him; if he is wrong, we will Find another way.”

"Okay, I'll let you figure it out. If you can't figure it out, I'll pull out your beard one by one."

Ding Ermiao let go, and pulled a white beard from Li Qingdong's chin. Li Qingdong hissed in pain, and his face trembled.

(End of this chapter)