Chapter 231: Become brothers in the filial son banner!
The witches and shamans didn't expect that this was what the ghost master meant by "Yinshan Mountain is broken".

They thought that something went wrong in Yinshan, causing Vasa inside to escape!
"The elephant lord was subdued? How is this possible?"

Soon, some witches and shamans in the crowd raised objections.

That was "Boselushe", also known as the God of Yinshan Mountain, the powerful Vasa who had been nurtured by the entire Yinshan Mountain for so many years.

If it's really that easy to solve.
The witches and shamans they had sent out to clean up would not have died in the mountains and turned into a handful of earth.

"Feng Qi, do you dare to take responsibility for what you said?"

The old witch didn't believe it at first, but he didn't think the ghost master would lie to him.

So he asked.

Was it those outsiders who did it?

The old witch glanced at Wang Yuanjing and others sitting on the chairs, with a hint of scrutiny in his eyes.

As he grew older, he became more powerful. Combined with the ghost master's attitude towards Wang Yuanjing and others, the old witch easily figured this out.

"I take responsibility for what I say."

The ghost master looked serious and nodded earnestly.

"Do you have proof?"

The old witch continued to ask.

The ghost master glanced at Wang Yuanjing with a hint of pleading in his eyes.

With the idea of ​​helping others to the end, the latter stretched out his hand and summoned the White Skeleton Bodhisattva sitting astride the ghost elephant.

“It’s actually the Elephant Lord!”

"What is that sitting on the elephant?"

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The witches looked at the ghost elephant in shock.

Logically speaking, only those who participated in the construction of Yinshan Mountain and those who cleaned it up later had seen the original appearance of the ghost elephant.

But it is obvious that these people must have special means of identification.

The previous ghost lords were the same, they had no doubt that this was the true form of the ghost elephant.

The old witch suppressed the shock in his heart, sorted out his thoughts, and suddenly a guess flashed through his mind.

Is it possible?
"Young man, did you subdue the elephant lord?"

The old witch looked at Wang Yuanjing with an inexplicable attitude.

The latter shrugged his shoulders. Isn't this obvious?
Xue Fan and Tu Junfang, who were standing by, tensed up.
The two of them smelled something unusual at the same time. Feng Xi had said before that the relationship between the Ghost Lord and the witches from other families was not very good.

Are we going to take action?
Wang Yuanjing stretched out his hand to stop the two people who were about to attack. He also felt that the attitudes of these witches were a bit strange.

Is it because the Elephant Lord was taken away by an outsider? Or is it simply because of the Ghost Lord's lineage?

Even so
The actions of the two corpse demons were still seen by the witches and shamans, and the atmosphere became tense for a while.

"I have a question, I wonder if you can answer it for me?"

The old witch asked with narrowed eyes.

"Oh? What's the problem, old man?"

"The method you used to subdue the elephant master was the legendary Eight Great Techniques - Conquering the Spirits and Sending the Generals?"

The old witch asked in a deep voice.

It turned out to be the case.

I should have thought of arresting spirits and sending generals earlier.

Wang Yuanjing was a little surprised.

"Master Yoshie!"

The ghost master couldn't help but interrupt, with a hint of coldness in his tone.

"This is the business of my Feng family."

"No, Feng Qi, this is not just a matter for your Feng family."

The old witch clenched the cane in his hand and stared at Wang Yuanjing with his old eyes.

"Feng Tianyang is a member of my Feng clan, and protecting Yinshan is also the responsibility of my Feng clan."

Feng Qi's face was gloomy, and a gloomy aura emanated from his body. A vague ghostly shadow appeared behind him.

Judging from its aura, it should be no weaker than Wang Yuanjing's Shura Ghost.

This contemporary ghost master was really angry at this time.

The Feng family has been guarding Yinshan for so many years, and every generation of ghost masters can only be trapped in this small village.

Generation after generation.
Not only did they fail to abide by the agreement made when Yinshan was established, but their requests for support in the campaign against the Elephant Lord were also rejected many times.

Instead, he comes out to make comments at this time.

Even a clay figure can still show some temper. This is really too much.

"Feng Qi, you should understand what I mean."

The old witch turned around and looked at the ghost master.

"He created the art of summoning spirits and sending generals. Feng Tianyang doesn't have that ability."

"so what?"

The ghost master asked back.

I heard something amazing!

The corpse demon and the flag bearer looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

It is no secret in the circle that the power to capture spirits and dispatch generals is in the hands of Feng Zhenghao of the Tianxia Society.

During the Luotian Dajiao competition.

The fight between Wang Bing and the young master of the Feng family revealed another thing, that is, the Wang family, one of the four families, also mastered this unique skill.

And it is very likely to be more complete, because Feng Xingtong's ability to summon spirits and generals was obviously suppressed by Wang Bing.

This matter has been a hot topic until now - who is responsible for this soul-capturing and general-sending operation?

If these two people are not lying.
Then this "Jingling Qianjiang" should be related to a man named Feng Tianyang, who also has the surname Feng and also controls the "Jingling Qianjiang".
interesting.

Tu Junfang touched his chin.

It seems that the Feng family of Tianxiahui might actually have some relationship with the Feng family.

"Why don't you two listen to me?"

When the ghost lord and the old witch were arguing, Wang Yuanjing suddenly spoke.

Unlike Tu Junfang and the others, when he heard the words "capture the spirits and send the generals" from the old witch's mouth, he already understood the general situation.

He didn't care about this matter, but he was very satisfied with the attitude of the Ghost Lord.

"My benefactor, please leave this matter to me."

The ghost master turned around and said sincerely.

He didn't care what method Wang Yuanjing used to subdue the elephant master. He only knew that it was with his help that he was able to regain his freedom. "Just listen to what I have to say."

Wang Yuanjing said with a smile, he looked at the old witch.

"Old senior, let me ask you a question. If I had not subdued the elephant lord by summoning his spirits and sending his generals,

"Do you know what the consequences are?"

The old witch hesitated.

Of course he could tell that the other party was reminding him.

If the other side uses the method of summoning spirits and generals to subdue the ghost lord, we are not without a chance with so many people on our side.

As long as you don't summon the spirit, the opponent will have no chance. The witch's methods do not entirely rely on the spirit, so the advantage is on your side.

But if the opponent does not rely on the power of spirits and generals, but relies solely on his own strength, then it will be different.

A strong man who can subdue the elephant lord with his own hands, he and others are definitely hitting a wall.

In this case, what advantages are there?
But is this possible?

This person is so young.

But do you dare to gamble?
The old witch's expression was uncertain.

"How about it? You want to take a gamble?"

A hint of coldness flashed across Wang Yuanjing's eyes, and then his gaze rested on the crowd behind the old witch.

"Or does any of you want to take a gamble?"

He is not the kind of person who can be bullied. These people are not ghost masters, and he does not owe them anything.

If you want to capture spirits and send generals, why don't you go find Feng Zhenghao or Wang Ai?

If you want to bully the weak, you must be prepared to be retaliated against.

Wang Yuanjing's fearless attitude made the old witch even more hesitant.
Could it be that I really was wrong?
this.
The witches looked at each other in bewilderment. Anyone who could stand here must be extraordinary both in terms of their own strength and the power behind them.

Naturally, he was aware of the existence of the Soul-Binding and General-Sending Technique, and he also knew what this miraculous skill meant to the witches and shamans.

It's impossible to say that you have no ideas.

The old witch turned around and glanced at the crowd behind him.

He knew that these people would not speak out unless he took the initiative.

Just
Let me, an old fellow, take one more gamble. After all, we still need to return to Daliang Mountain to capture the spirits and send the generals away.

"excuse me."

The old shaman sighed, raised the sheep-head cane in his hand and pointed it at Wang Yuanjing.

The latter sneered in his heart.

It’s really hard to persuade the damn ghost!

Well, let me give you, old antique, a ride.

"Gu Gu Gu Gu~"

A familiar ghost howled, and the eyes of the sheep on the sheep-head crutch in the old witch's hand suddenly flashed red.

A spirit shrouded in black mist emerged from the eyes and stood in front of the old witch.

So weak!

A hint of disappointment flashed across Wang Yuanjing's eyes.

This sheep-head crutch should be the same as Xue Fan’s filial piety flag, both of which are containers for spirits.

The old man held back and did not send out his most powerful spirit all at once. He was afraid that Wang Yuanjing would really master that unique skill and become a help to him.

So I plan to test it out first.

"Let me do it."

At this time, the Ghost Lord suddenly stood up.

Wang Yuanjing looked at him with some surprise.

Attitude is attitude. Standing up at this time means becoming an enemy of all the witches and shamans in Daliang Mountain.

"Feng Qi! Do you know what you are doing?"

The old witch shouted loudly, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

As the guardian of Yinshan Mountain, the Ghost Lord's strength was unquestionable, but he was not sure he could deal with him.

"I only know that they liberated our lineage."

The ghost master looked calm.

The girl Feng Xi stood behind her father, her face full of sarcasm.

She had long been dissatisfied with these guys.

Her brother, the adopted son of the Ghost Lord, the young man sighed and stood up as well.

"Good good!"

The old witch's anger was evident in his words, and he said "hello" three times in a row.

Looking at the old man in front of him and the witches and shamans behind him with hateful faces, the ghost master knew that after today
Perhaps my lineage will have no place to stand in the entire Liangshan.

at this time
A hand pressed on the ghost lord’s shoulder. It was Tu Junfang.

"Brother, leave this matter to us."

The corpse demon said indifferently.

"We don't need you to take the lead."

The man carrying the banner raised the mourning stick in his hand, and a hint of hostility flashed in his eyes.

Although he seemed a little humble in his interactions with Wang Yuanjing and Tu Junfang, the flag bearer was still a Quan Xing after all.

As for the mourning stick, that was the name he gave to the stick.

"It's obviously a stick, why do you have to call it a stick?"

At that time, everyone expressed their incomprehension.

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Wang Yuanjing did not stop Xue Fan and Tu Junfang from joining the battle.

These two people have not done anything, so this is a good opportunity for them to stretch their muscles.

Besides, he didn't want to expose his strength so early.

He was afraid that these people would be frightened, which would be pointless.

"Then, the game begins!"

Wang Yuanjing looked at the group of people with amusement.

The White Bone Bodhisattva has fewer followers
Xue Fan's new Filial Son Banner was also still short of a few main souls.
Then we would like to thank you for your hospitality!

(End of this chapter)