Starting from Under One Person, sowing seeds across countless worlds

This is a secret that every generation of Celestial Masters must preserve, and it is also the fundamental reason why every generation of Celestial Masters can dominate the entire world of supernatural beings.

How could his disciple, who is not even forty years old, defeat him?

This talent is outrageous, even in the history of Longhu Mountain and the entire world of supernatural beings.

"can!"

Zhang Jingqing immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

I was aware that my disciple had been challenging Shi Jian to a duel every year for years.

However, Zhang Zhiwei never tells him the results whenever he asks for them!

But Zhang Jingqing believed in her apprentice!

Zhang Jingqing was already considered to be at the pinnacle of the supernatural world, and her disciple had already surpassed her at this age. She truly did not believe that anyone could compare to her disciple at this age!

A bitter smile immediately appeared on Zhang Zhiwei's face.

"Master, do you know how long it took when I first went to Maoshan and fought him?"

"How long?" Zhang Jingqing frowned.

"Without using that special move, we fought three hundred moves and still lost!"

"Failed?"

Zhang Jingqing stared wide-eyed, seemingly unable to believe it.

"The second time, I lasted within a hundred moves; after that, I never lasted more than fifty moves!"

Zhang Jingqing...

Zhang Zhiwei fell silent, his face showing even more helplessness.

Since their last encounter, Zhang Zhiwei has been certain of one thing: he will probably never catch up with that person in his lifetime!

How can you be bright when you are born with beauty!

I have personally experienced the sorrow that Mr. Gongjin lamented back then.

"From now on, Longhu Mountain should try to befriend Maoshan more."

Zhang Jingqing sighed.

A true dragon has emerged from Maoshan!

In Renjia Town, Lin Fengjiao, who is in her thirties, looks like she is in her forties.

Upholding righteousness and rejecting evil sometimes comes at a price!

Some powerful spells even require the use of life essence to cast, so their lifespan is naturally lost much faster than that of ordinary people.

The physical manifestation of this is probably premature aging.

At this moment, the mortuary is brightly lit.

"Gentlemen, I wonder if it is possible to obtain the identity of a ghost messenger?"

Lin Fengjiao clasped her hands together, her face showing a hint of respect.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

The empty seats suddenly made a 'thump thump' sound.

A look of disappointment immediately appeared on Lin Fengjiao's face.

"The merits aren't enough!"

The master's merits have diminished considerably, but his days are numbered.

So Lin Fengjiao came up with a plan: she would become a ghost messenger first.

By then, they'll be considered to be on the same side as the underworld.

Even if you want to give a gift, you can obviously find a place to send it.

From Lin Fengjiao's perspective, one could see four ghosts dressed in long robes sitting on four chairs in the main hall of the mortuary, each with an arrogant expression.

They may not have been extraordinary people in their previous lives, but their status changed after they became underworld messengers!

Even the Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain had to treat them with utmost respect.

This is what it means to have a big tree to lean on for shade!

They, as ghost messengers, looked down on these Taoist priests.

So what if there are people in the underworld?

Now they still have to act like grandsons in front of their lowest-ranking ghost messengers, don't they?

By the way, which sect does Lin Fengjiao belong to?

Several ghost messengers frowned.

I can't remember, but there's no need to. They were probably just some small, unofficial sects.

Every day, so many sects come to them to inquire about the position of ghost messenger, and even the ghosts don't know which sect the other party belongs to.

Too lazy to remember.

Anyway, after they die, it doesn't matter whether they can become ghost messengers to check their merits.

These ghost messengers of mine are just here to freeload and take advantage of others.

"I wonder how much merit I still need?" Lin Fengjiao asked softly.

Maoshan does have people in the underworld, but the positions of the various patriarchs are not very high.

When it comes to arranging positions for juniors, there's nothing I can do.

So you still have to rely on yourself!

"We'll tell you when you've accumulated enough merit. There's no use in being anxious. The position of a ghost messenger in the mortal world isn't easy to obtain!"

One of the ghost messengers was getting impatient.

As messengers in the mortal world, the four brothers did indeed have a number of slots available.

But that stuff is better given to our four descendants than to those stinking Taoist priests.

This stinking Taoist priest has no right to interfere! How naive!

Of course, that's what I think, but I can't say it out loud.

“We’ve essentially skipped work to come here, this HR guy—” another ghost messenger gently tapped the table.

"I understand, I understand."

Lin Fengjiao quickly smiled apologetically, but her smile was somewhat bitter.

As his master's death date drew closer, he began summoning ghost messengers more and more frequently.

Although the summoned ghosts are different each time, these guys all have one thing in common.

Greedy!

Lin Fengjiao bitterly took out a batch of ghost money and lit the brazier.

Genuine ghost money has a special design and is much more expensive than ordinary silver dollars.

These freeloaders are going to get freebies again!

Muttering to herself, Lin Fengjiao was about to light the joss paper.

But the next moment, Lin Fengjiao's movements froze.

A paper crane fluttered into Lin Fengjiao's hand.

Setting down the paper money in her hand, Lin Fengjiao lightly tapped the paper crane, and immediately a stream of information flooded into her mind.

In an instant, Lin Fengjiao's eyes widened.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and burn it! We're busy, can you afford to waste our time?"

One of the ghost messengers couldn't help but urge them on.

But the next moment, Lin Fengjiao suddenly stood up.

The spine, which had been bent over, straightened up, which displeased the four ghost messengers.

"My senior brother—"

"We just want you to burn the ghost money quickly, what does it have to do with your senior brother!" a ghost messenger shouted angrily.

"My senior brother is Shi Jian."

What the hell?

The four ghost messengers were taken aback.

Holy crap, Shi Jian?!

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Chapter 52 Zheng Zibu is in trouble?! (Please continue reading)

The main hall of the mortuary.

The room was brightly lit, but the atmosphere had completely changed.

Even though the mortuary was brightly lit before, the main hall was extremely cold and gloomy.

This is because the ghost messenger is there, and the cold feeling is caused by the unconscious release of yin energy from his body.

But at this moment, all the ghost messengers present subconsciously restrained their yin energy, and their originally arrogant expressions had long since turned into bowing and scraping.

"Please take a seat, Master Lin. We'll just stand."

Lin Fengjiao...

He used to call himself Little Lin, but now he's called Master Lin?

That's a huge change in attitude!

For a moment, Lin Fengjiao even felt a little uncomfortable.