So I became a god

Chapter 26 Innate Gossip Array

After three days,
The disciples of the Maoshan School within a hundred miles of Renjia Town gathered in Yizhuang.

Uncle Jiu sat at the top, with Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai standing behind him.

Standing behind his master Simu Daoist on the weekend, Daoist Qianhe and several of his apprentices sat next to him.

Right now, Yizhuang is like a gathering hall, gathering no less than thirty Maoshan disciples including master and apprentice.

The background and cohesion of the Maoshan School also made the weekend's heart sink.

After cultivating to the state of cultivating the soul, Maoshan disciples can choose to stay in the master's school or choose to go down the mountain to establish their own school.

It can be said that as large as a city, as small as a village, there are Taoist temples stationed by Maoshan disciples.

The power is so great and the background is so deep, it is unimaginable.

Renjia Town is Uncle Jiu's dojo, and Uncle Jiu's cultivation base and prestige are also among the best in the sect.So he was sitting in the first place, and naturally no one dared to object.

After Uncle Nine explained the situation and how to deal with it to the brothers and sisters present, all the priests below had no objections.

But just after Uncle Jiu was about to settle the matter, a voice came from outside the courtyard.

"Master Uncle"

Many Maoshan juniors outside the courtyard saluted one after another.

Uncle Jiu frowned slightly, stood up, and looked towards the door.

I saw two figures walking into the courtyard, one old and one young, walking towards the hall at a leisurely pace.

"Shi Jian, the current head of the Maoshan School." Zhou Zhou immediately recognized the solemn old man in black and white black clothes.

"Big Brother."

Everyone in the hall stood up and saluted.

Shi Jian didn't even look at Uncle Jiu, and just bypassed Uncle Jiu and sat in his seat.

"Who made this happen?" Shi Jian asked in a deep voice.

Uncle Jiu was displeased, but now that he was asking for help from others, it was not easy to get angry, so he replied with restraint: "It's my two apprentices who are not good enough."

Shi Jian glanced at Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai who were next to Uncle Jiu, and said sarcastically, "Where there is a teacher, there must be a student."

Uncle Jiu's face suddenly became a little uneasy, but he knew that he was at fault in this matter, so he could only suppress the anger in his heart: "I have discussed it with the brothers present here, and I plan to use the innate gossip formation."

"Since you have all discussed it, why did you invite me over?" Shi Jian said in a strange way.

"Who the hell invited you, an old bastard, to come here, obviously you shamelessly took the initiative to come here." Uncle Jiu's mentality almost exploded, if it wasn't for the Maoshan sect not forbidding disciples to fight each other, he would have already beat this up The old stuff is gone.

"I don't know what elder brother's opinion is?" Uncle Jiu asked, holding back the anger in his heart.

Shi Jian thought for a moment when he heard the words: "The Xiantian Eight Diagrams Formation, use the Xiantian Eight Diagrams Formation."

Uncle Nine: "."

Fuck, this old thing really came to mess things up.

Time waits for no one, in order to get rid of the hundreds of ownerless lonely souls as soon as possible, and to get rid of Shi Jian, this annoying ghost, Uncle Jiu decided to do it tonight.

into the night,

On the streets of Renjia Town, Qiusheng and Wencai were selling a load of tofu.

After being humiliated and beaten on the weekend, Qiusheng and Wencai were no longer as arrogant and domineering as before, and took the initiative to take on the task of luring ghosts.

This made Uncle Jiu very gratified, and it also made the weekend very gratified.

Sure enough, only after receiving severe beatings from society can bear children grow up quickly.

If you add some red beans to the tofu made of soybeans, it can lure ghosts, so there is a saying of tricking ghosts into eating tofu.

It seems that slippery tofu is very attractive to ghosts,
Before Qiusheng and Wencai could yell a few words, they lured out the group of lonely souls wandering around the town.

Seeing the horror scene of Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night, Wen Cai panicked.It was Qiu Sheng who was calmer, he winked at Wen Cai, and slowly retreated out of town with the tofu in his hand.

The lonely souls who were lured by the tofu stared at the tofu on the tofu stand, and slowly surrounded Wencai and Qiusheng.

"Qiu Sheng, what should we do?" Wen Cai asked in a low voice, panicked, clutching Qiu Sheng's clothes tightly.

"I'll count one, two, three later, let's run outside together, remember not to sprinkle tofu." Qiu Sheng said solemnly.

"Alright. Listen to you." Wen Cai nodded.

"One two three, run."

After Qiu Sheng finished speaking three times, he immediately picked up the tofu stand and ran out of town.

"what"

Seeing the delicious food flying from his mouth, all ghosts howled together, his face became terrifying and hideous because of anger,
Qiusheng and Wencai took turns picking up the tofu stall, and ran out of Renjia Town safely without any accidents, leading all the ghosts to the outskirts where they set up camp.

"Let's fight."

Seeing the Hundred Ghosts being introduced into the formation, Uncle Jiu yelled.

Suddenly,

The four pillars that were painted with mantras all around emitted a dazzling yellow light.

Between the array pillars echoing each other, a huge gossip phantom appeared in the midair.

The gossip phantom projected a dazzling light, like a huge cage, imprisoning all the lonely souls in the formation.

At this moment,
All the priests in the Soul Cultivation Realm jumped into the formation, using their housekeeping skills to subdue all ghosts.

On weekends as a disciple of Taoist Master Simu, he could only wave the soul-suppressing flag like other Maoshan juniors, strengthening the consumption of the innate gossip formation.

The other priests are all focused on collecting ghosts, but Shi Jian is not.The Lightning Ben Lei Fist was used repeatedly, and the lightning flashed away. With one blow, the ghosts around him were instantly wiped out.

As the most lethal method of the Maoshan School, Lei Fa is not one of them, and its power is so terrifying.

Eyes flickered on the weekend, and the thought of taking it for myself came to my heart.

But after a little thought, he gave up.

Lightning Running Thunder Fist has too strict requirements for practitioners, and those who do not have the root of Thunder Spirit cannot practice.

This entry requirement alone is doomed to miss the Lightning and Thunder Fist on weekends.

"Forget it, let's focus on learning Uncle Jiu and Master's skills." Weekend still understands the reason why he can't eat more than he can chew.

Four eyes to control the corpse and invite the gods, Jiushu's talismans and formations, as long as they are all learned, they are definitely more than enough to deal with the real ghost.It's not in vain for him to risk his life to come to this world.

Uncle Jiu and Shi Jian have had deep grievances,
As the saying goes, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, as geniuses with talents far superior to their peers, the two have disliked each other since joining the Maoshan School.

Uncle Jiu failed to run for the head and left the Maoshan faction to establish his own.

Shi Jian failed to be elected as the top class of the prefectural bank, and even hated Uncle Jiu.

That's why Shi Jian came here uninvited after Uncle Jiu initiated the sect summoning order.

Whether it's ridiculing Uncle Jiu with words in Yizhuang, or killing ghosts with Lightning and Thunder Fist here.One is for Yang Wei, and the other is to vent his anger.

Uncle Nine naturally saw Shi Jian's sinister intentions, but knowing that he was wrong, he had nothing to do with him, so he could only swallow his anger.

"If you help Shi Jian kill Uncle Jiu, will Qiu Sheng work harder?" Weekend fell into deep thought.

(End of this chapter)