Chapter 1493: Laoshan Wonderland

Jiang Hao drove the carriage for more than an hour when he suddenly heard a muffled groan behind him. Looking back, he found that the Taoist talisman on Ma Sichun's body was exhausted and the ghost poison spread again. Ma Sichun gritted his teeth and groaned in pain.

He quickly parked the car on the side of the road, took out an anti-poison charm and patted it on Ma Sichun's chest. The ghost poison converged back into the wound again.

Ma Sichun took a few breaths and raised his hands to Jiang Hao, "Thank you, Brother Jiang."

"Brother Ma, you're welcome. Since the ghost king has been eliminated, we don't have to hurry. The road is difficult to travel at night and the horses are tired. Let's find a place to rest first?" Jiang Hao suggested.

"Listen to Brother Jiang's instructions," Qi Xiuyuan said.

They didn't find anyone to stay with. They were all cultivators. They took things as they came and found a flat place to camp on the side of the road.

Now in late autumn, the weather is cold at night. Although with the cultivation level of three people, they are no longer afraid of this kind of weather, but now that Ma Sichun is injured, it is good to be warmer.

Qi Xiuyuan found a dead tree, chopped it into firewood with three ounces of swords, took it back and started the fire, took his junior brother out of the car, and leaned against the mound to warm himself by the fire.

"Are you hungry?" Jiang Hao asked.

Qi Xiuyuan and Ma Sichun were a little embarrassed. They were indeed a little hungry. Jiang Hao waved his hand and took out three lotus leaf chickens and a few steamed buns from the space. The two were slightly surprised, "Brother Jiang, do you still have a magic weapon for storage?"

You must know that in this world, storage magic weapons are extremely rare. Generally, only those who are strong in the Golden Core Realm will possess them. Monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage rarely use them, so they usually carry swords and packages on their backs, and they are no different from people running around in the world.

"Haha, it's passed down from our ancestors." Jiang Hao said with a smile.

After taking the lotus leaf chicken and steamed buns, Qi Xiuyuan and the two were surprised again. The steamed buns were still hot. Good guy, Brother Jiang's magic weapon for storage is so powerful. It seems that Brother Jiang's ancestors must be very powerful, maybe he is strong in the golden elixir realm. I can't say for sure.

It is definitely a very happy thing to be able to eat roast chicken and steamed buns in the wild, and they are still hot. Several people ate them with great enthusiasm.

"Want some soup?"

Jiang Hao brought out another bowl of egg soup.

Qi Xiuyuan and Ma Sichun were stunned, complaining in their hearts, this is too extravagant, this is too extravagant.

They have gone out many times to experience and slay demons. Even if they are not injured, they cannot enjoy this kind of treatment. If they sleep in the wild, they can only eat a sip of dry food and drink a sip of water.

After eating, Qi Xiuyuan and Ma Sichun were both very tired. After saying something, they sat cross-legged and meditated with their eyes closed to recover their spiritual energy. They had been fighting for a day and their spiritual energy was consumed a lot.

Jiang Hao also sat cross-legged, but instead of practicing, he quietly held the purple gourd in his hand, and his mind instantly entered it.

In the gourd space, the ghost king was running around like a headless fly. The formations were arranged inside to form a self-contained space. The ghost king couldn't escape at all. In Jiang Hao's eyes, he was just flying around in place. That’s all.

Without talking nonsense to this guy, a circle of netherworldly ghost fire suddenly rose up around it, surrounding the ghost king. The ghost king was shocked and fell to the ground from mid-air in pain, and began to roll on the ground and howl miserably.

Jiang Hao ignored him and sang a war song directly. Weird tones sounded in the space, continuous and melodious. The ghost king knew that the scholar who caught him must be casting a spell on him, and immediately shouted loudly: "Great Immortal, please spare me, I don't want to die. I don't want to die."

After the war song, a majestic voice sounded in the space, "Are you willing to be my slave!"

"Yes, yes!" The Ghost King quickly agreed without any hesitation.

Boom~!

A coercion enveloped the Ghost King, and the slave contract was signed. The Ghost King's ghostly fire disappeared and he knelt on the ground.

"Tell me about your origins?" A majestic voice echoed in the space.

The ghost king did not dare to neglect, and immediately said loudly: "Back to the master, the younger one is called Pei Yan. He was born eight hundred years ago. He was originally a descendant of the Pei family in Hedong. He was also well-read in poetry and books. Later, the country was in chaos and was in chaos. He was killed by the army, but he was not reincarnated. Instead, he became a lonely ghost. After many twists and turns, he reached the realm of ghost king and was taken under the command of Wutong God decades ago. "

Jiang Haoxin said that he didn't expect that this guy was a son of a famous family. The Pei family in Hedong was an incredible big family. According to statistics, there were 3 queens, 21 princes-in-law, 59 prime ministers, 59 generals, and others such as Shangshu and Zhongshu. There are hundreds of ministers, ministers, governors, and governors. It is a long-standing and famous family in China.

"Hmph, you come from a famous family, but you do evil for ghosts!" Jiang Hao said coldly.

When Pei Yan heard this, he kowtowed in fright, "Master, I am helpless. That Wutong Shen is very powerful. Although I have cultivated to the realm of the Ghost King, I have no power to fight back when I face him. He just restrained me and I couldn't escape." , I have to be obedient to survive.”

"How many good women have you killed?!"

"Oh~~~, actually I don't bother to force them. I treat them harshly. Women love sweet words and tender love words most. Even if they know they are going to die, they are willing to go through fire and water." Pei Yan said calmly.

This guy is really a typical scumbag, even scumbag than himself.

"Do you know the whereabouts of Wutong God?"

"I'm so young that I don't know. The God of Five Powers comes to me once a year to collect the power of incense and vows. As for where he ends up practicing, I'm afraid no one knows." Pei Yan said.

Just like what Yuxian said, that guy was really secretive. He was probably afraid that the famous sect would know his whereabouts, so they worked together to eradicate him.

Jiang Hao thought for a while, then quietly took out the Ghost King Pill from the space and put it directly into the gourd. When Pei Yan saw his Ghost King Pill, he was overjoyed and swallowed it directly.

Jiang Hao ordered: "You should recover from your injuries as soon as possible, there is still room for you."

Before, Pei Yan was hit hard by the Divine Thunder Controlling Technique, and he was already injured. In the gourd, he was burned by Jiang Hao's ghost fire, and his injuries became worse. Now his body has become a phantom.

Pei Yan hurriedly practiced.

After his mind left the gourd space, Jiang Hao closed his eyes and thought about it. He would find a suitable time to let Pei Yan go and let him continue to be the chief steward of the Five-way God. Later, he would completely subdue all the Five-way God followers.

However, Jiang Hao listened to the description of Yuxiang and Pei Yan, and the strength of the Five-way God should be above the Golden Core. He is not his opponent yet, so he acts more cautiously.

Whoever is responsible for killing demons and eliminating evil must have the ability to do so. It doesn't mean that you are the City God and others will listen to you obediently.

The eight divisions of heaven, the upper four divisions are thunder, fire, plague, and fighting, and the lower four divisions are the stars, the three mountains and five peaks, the gods of rain and clouds, and the gods of good and evil. They are all the righteous gods of heaven, commanding millions of heavenly soldiers and generals. However, when fighting monsters, they still rely on strength. If they can't beat them, they have to run away.

Retracting his thoughts, Jiang Hao sat in meditation to restore the consumed spiritual power.

The next day,

the dawn was slightly revealed.

All three woke up. Jiang Hao looked at Ma Sichun and drew a talisman with his bare hands and slapped him on the chest. The detoxification talisman was rarely used on weekdays, and there was not much stock. It had been used up. Fortunately, Jiang Hao had the ability to draw talismans with his bare hands. With his current peak foundation building strength, he could easily support Ma Sichun.

The three set off and arrived at a town an hour later. It was time to have breakfast. After breakfast, Jiang Hao bought another horse at the mule and horse market. After all, a horse was too tired to pull a cart all the time, so buying another one would be a good replacement.

His previous horse was a male horse, and this time he bought a female horse. Wouldn't it be tiring to work with a man and a woman?

Finding an opportunity, Jiang Hao released Pei Yan from the purple gold gourd and told him to go back and continue to be the chief steward, but he could only absorb the power of incense and control his subordinates from doing anything to harm the people or rape women.

Pei Yan naturally agreed.

He took out a few paper cranes and gave them to Pei Yan, and told him to pretend to be nice to the Five Gods if they came, and then send him a paper crane to convey the message.

Pei Yan took the paper crane and bowed and left.

After everything was ready, the three continued on their journey. After another four days, their carriage finally arrived at the foot of Laoshan on the coast of the East China Sea.

Looking at Laoshan, which is not majestic but full of spiritual beauty, Qi Xiuyuan and Ma Sichun were a little excited. This time, the two of them went out and it was a life-and-death experience. If they hadn't met Jiang Hao, they might never have a chance to come back.

Jiang Hao saw that the Laoshan Mountain was covered with flying clouds and mist, high and deep, misty and auspicious. In the distance, he could see the vast sea, where the sea and the sky were one color and boundless.

Jiang Hao praised: "It is really 'Penglai Fairy Island Qingxu Cave, Qionghua Yushu Luhuabo', worthy of being the first fairyland in the East China Sea."

"Brother Jiang, I will send a Taoist talisman back to let the master know that we are back, and also tell the master about your entry into the mountain."

Qi Xiuyuan said, and played a Taoist talisman in front of him. The talisman flew out and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

It is no longer possible to take a car here. The three people got off the horse. Jiang Hao untied the two horses and said: "The water and grass at the foot of this mountain are also rich. You can settle down here in the future. If you need them, I will come to find you."

"Xilulu~~!"

The two horses cried twice together and ran happily to a small lake next to them. The water and grass were lush by the small lake, and a male and a female were just right for living.

Qi Xiuyuan held his junior brother in his arms, and the three of them began to climb the mountain. The mountain road was tortuous and rugged, but this was not difficult for Jiang Hao and the other two. They stepped one or two feet on the ground, and soon they crossed two mountains. Just after crossing the third hill, Jiang Hao saw a building hidden in the clouds and mist.

The three walked a few miles and finally arrived in front of the Taoist temple. Jiang Hao found that this place was like a place hidden in the fairyland, far away from the mundane world.

As soon as they walked to the door of the main hall, they saw an old Taoist in a white robe standing at the door with a whisk in his hand. The old Taoist had silver hair and silver beard, but his face was as ruddy as a baby. He looked like an immortal.

Even if Jiang Hao saw such a person, he would be willing to believe that he was an immortal, because the old Taoist fit the image of an immortal too well.

"Master!"

Ma Sichun called out with difficulty.

The old Taoist took a step forward. He was originally more than ten feet away from them, but he came close in a flash. Jiang Hao didn't even see how the old Taoist came. He only thought of one word in his mind, shrinking the earth into an inch.

The old Taoist looked at Ma Sichun's chest and nodded, saying, "The Ghost King is vicious. You are lucky to be able to survive."

"But it doesn't matter. Send him to your uncle Yuheng. He has his own way to treat him." The old Taoist stroked his beard and said calmly.