The world is much richer than the earth, so. He had no prior desire to forge a better Yin Gong on earth, but it was easily realized here.
Later, the Yin and Yang Sect didn’t know that they had taken the wrong medicine, so they asked them to fix it. In other words, they still feared the city of Cangwu. Anyway, this yin gong, evocation complications and the like. He can’t use it.
"Master, what is this?" Luojinshe decided not to be ashamed to ask questions. There was nothing he could do. He really couldn’t handle this ordinary-looking gong.
"This is called Yin Gong." ChuYan habitat ha ha laughs.
"Yin gong?" Kunlun slave frowned slightly, remembering what he had seen in ancient books, and suddenly he felt a little uncomfortable. He looked like sunshine. Is there a secret hidden in the handsome master? Yin gong? According to ancient books, that is something that can drive ghosts?
It is said that after death, in most cases, it naturally means that a person has died. Not between existence, dissipation and heaven and earth.
However, under certain conditions, some remains will be left behind, forming a vagina that is completely different from a stranger. Even these eccentric beings will preserve some memories and skills before their death. This kind of thing, commonly known as a ghost.
For those who cultivate immortals, ghosts are really humble. When an ordinary LeiFu passes by, all ghosts will explode.
Therefore, people who cultivate immortals never put ghosts in their hearts.
"After so many years, this place doesn’t know if there are any ghosts willing to cross us across the river." As Chu Yanqi spoke, he stretched out his hand and buckled it on the yin gong. Immediately, Kunlun slaves and Luojinshe heard a sound of "when-".
Chu Yanqi buckled his finger on the Yin Gong three times in succession, and the Yin Gong rang three times, and then he stared at the dim river.
A minute later, on the river, a dark shadow suddenly appeared.
"Master …" At this time, the Kunlun slave suddenly admired Chu Yanqi and whispered, "Coming!"
"I want to come!" Chu Yanqi nodded, glanced at Luojin snake, and ordered, "Wait, both of you, don’t talk."
"Yes!" Kunlun slave honestly promised, the golden snake also dare not say, this place is full of a strange, and ChuYan habitat itself, seems to be more strange than such a place.
Soon, a bamboo raft stopped at the shore. On the bamboo raft, a man wearing a black cloak and a black hat stood quietly on it.
"Who knocks gongs for crossing?" The man on the bamboo raft said.
ChuYanQi took a step forward, just looking at him.
The people on the bamboo raft looked at Chu Yanqi up and down for a moment before saying, "Since you know the rules, come on up."
"Ah …" Chu Yanqi smiled and walked towards the bamboo raft. However, the bamboo raft was still some distance from the river, so he stood on the bank and said, "Come closer."
"The water is too shallow to approach." The ferryman on the bamboo raft said coldly.
ChuYan habitat laughed coldly, a Yin people, incredibly dare so presumptuous in front of him? Therefore, he didn’t bother to say anything. He pointed a little, and a small evocation coffin floated up.
"You want to do it?" The ferryman was frightened out of his wits when he saw the black evocator floating in the void. How can the monks in this place know this thing?
"I am not an immortal!" ChuYan habitat sneer at a way, "so, such a distance for me, too far. If you don’t want to bring the bamboo raft near, then let you come and carry me. "
"This place was set up by the demon emperor, and we only follow the demon emperor’s decree." Although the ferryman was afraid, he still said.
"I don’t know the demon emperor, I only know my rules!" ChuYan habitat to talk at the same time, finger knot multifarious, immediately, a black lightning, from the evocation complications shot out, straight split on the bamboo raft.
"Don’t …" The ferryman felt his soul was unstable in an instant, and almost flew towards the evocator. He has naturally felt that people like Chu Yanqi are proficient in all kinds of evocation methods, and he naturally knows how to exercise ghosts and fall into the hands of such people, either driven to slavery for a lifetime or lost his soul.
"Not yet!" ChuYan habitat cold drink a way.
"Yes!" The ferryman dared not say anything, so he was busy leaning over the bamboo raft.
Chu Yanqi walked to the bamboo raft and shouted, "Come and help me!"
The ferryman didn’t dare to violate it, so he immediately walked up carefully and helped him on the bamboo raft. The golden snake looked at the Kunlun slave, and there was a strange feeling in both hearts. Chu Yanqi was accommodating on weekdays, and they got along these two days. Nominally, they were his slaves, and he never took out the money that was the master.
On the contrary, he is humorous, even very humorous. In Alice’s flower yard, he is talking and laughing with those lowly little demons who are engaged in handyman. He is easy-going and can’t be an easy-going person, so he can put on such a strange spectrum in such a strange place.
As a matter of fact, the bamboo raft was close to the shore just now, and he couldn’t get on it, but they could all take him with them, without using relocation, and they could jump on it with a slight jump, so there was no need to offend the ferryman.
However, he actually threatened to force the ferryman to move the bamboo raft to the river bank.
No matter what Lok Kin Snake and Kunlun slave thought, they jumped on the bamboo raft to collect it, and the ferryman gently touched the shore with wormwood, and the bamboo raft immediately rowed toward the middle of the river.
"You’d better honestly ferry there, or else-"Chu Yanqi smiled coldly with his hands on his back. "I don’t care at all. I’ll cross the border with another ferryman."
"Yes!" The ferryman honestly promised, can he say?
