In the quiet carriage, the clear sound of impact was so abrupt that it was impossible to ignore it.
The pale faced Altar Master glanced at the youth from the corner of his eyes, then his gaze fell on the pendant. Then, his mouth opened slightly, completely dumbfounded.
"My apologies for disturbing you two." The corner of the youth's mouth rose, and looked at Altar Master with a smile that wasn't a smile: "Do you need me to introduce myself?"
Then, the youth said indifferently: "I'm called Song Shuhang."
This was just a refined and ordinary male name.
Caucasian monk didn't understand why this mysterious youth would introduce himself at this time. But at this time, he saw the expression of the powerful Altar Master suddenly change!
That expression was as if he had seen the end of the world!
There's hope?! Caucasian monk's heart stirred.
Seeing this, Song Shuhang's eyes drooped, and the curve of the corner of his mouth became even more obvious.
Then, a talisman slid out from between his fingers, and he lightly shouted: "Break!"
It was an exorcism talisman!
A berserk, unparalleled spiritual energy was released from the talisman!
This was a powerful spiritual energy that Altar Master and Caucasian monk didn't even dare to imagine. It was like a hurricane, sweeping through the entire carriage.
In an instant, the negative energy belonging to the ghosts in the carriage was completely cleared!
The little ghosts released by Altar Master to destroy the surveillance cameras in the carriages didn't even have time to wail before they were directly crushed by the immense spiritual energy, turning into small energy particles in the air!
The ghost general Suffering Spirit behind Altar Master wasn't spared either, it squeezed into the carriage to protect Altar Master's body, and was directly disintegrated by the berserk spiritual energy.
"Wu ~ ~" The ghost general Suffering Spirit let out a blood-curdling screech, and quickly retreated from the carriage.
But, running was useless!
The exorcism talisman's power didn't stop, and chased after the ghost general, chasing it until it was two carriages away!
When the exorcism talisman's power dissipated, the ghost general Suffering Spirit only had a tenth of its ghost body left, and was extremely weak, shrinking in the carriage, unable to move.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye!
Then, Caucasian monk only felt his vision brighten, the negative energy of the ghosts enveloping the carriage was completely expelled, and the carriage regained its brightness. The faces of the passengers who had fallen into the terrifying hallucination also calmed down, no longer trembling in fear, as if they were in deep sleep.
Ecstasy appeared in the eyes of the western monk. Using a famous Chinese saying, he was currently at the end of his rope when he thought there was no way out, but a glimmer of hope appeared in his darkest hour!
The Altar Master's face was ashen as he retreated.
He was originally a ghost cultivator of the evil path, and the True Qi in his body was of the Yin and Cold Element. Although the Exorcism Talisman didn't go as far as to "purify" them as ghosts, they still suffered greatly in the spiritual energy hurricane. Coupled with the poison in his body, it was truly terrible.
But what was worse was that this Song Qianbei … Why was he here?
The Altar Master felt his legs trembling again, he couldn't even stand steadily.
According to the clues left behind by the four special medicines, shouldn't this senior be heading to Yuan Long Pharmacy? Why did he appear here?
Could it be … that this was also part of the enemy's trap? All of this was just to force him into this narrow carriage?
It turned out that his luck had never taken a turn for the better. Was his good luck just a dying patient's last ray of light?
What a joke!
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The smile at the corner of Song Shuhang's mouth became even wider … Now he could confirm the true identity of the ghost cultivator in front of him.
When he saw Reiki's locket, he was in a daze instead of being pleasantly surprised. When he heard the name Song Shuhang, he turned pale with fright. After he used the exorcism talisman, the other party's face became ashen, wishing he could escape from his side immediately. In addition, there was a faint medicinal fragrance on the other party's body.
It was undoubtedly the Altar Master.
He didn't expect the other party to be on the subway leaving Yuan Long Pharmacy. That was close, he almost missed him.
Luckily, he met that cute little girl today, and his' good person 'attribute erupted, allowing him to carry her for another three stops on the subway. Otherwise, even if he rushed to Yuan Long Pharmacy today, he would still be unable to find any clues about the Altar Master.
This was truly wearing out iron shoes in fruitless search, only to find it by chance!
Who said that good people don't have good rewards?
Sometimes, good people will have good luck!
Although the scene before his eyes was different from what he had planned, he had to meet the Altar Master in advance.
But he liked this kind of change!
So now, what should I do?
Make good use of everything in my hands, the three talisman treasures, the invisible flying sword, and … the identity of Song Qianbei!
What he needed to do now was to maintain his imposing manner, an imposing manner!
He wanted to maintain his image as a great senior expert. When necessary, his tiger body could shake, shake, and shake again. In short, he must suppress the other party. Otherwise, if the Altar Master saw through him, he could very well kill him in a matter of minutes.
In short, now was the time to act cool.
Moreover, he had to put on a good show. If he didn't act well, the consequences would be unthinkable.
Many thoughts ran through his mind, but Song Shuhang maintained a calm expression on his face. He said lightly: "Alright, now that those filthy things are gone, we can have a good chat."
This kind of indifferent appearance would make people feel that dispelling the ghosts in the carriage was as easy as blowing a breath.
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Have a good chat, talk about how I want to die?
Altar Master only had one thought in his mind, escape.
It had to be said, sometimes a person's' first impression 'was very important. Altar Master firmly believed that Song Shuhang was a great senior expert, and no longer doubted him! As a cautious and timid ghost cultivator, he was well-versed in the art of escaping. There were all kinds of escape methods, as long as you couldn't think of it, there was nothing he couldn't do.
This Song Qianbei was unfathomable, had a rich family background, a cruel personality, and was an expert in using poison. Right now, he was extremely weak, and his body had been poisoned by the other party. Either way, he couldn't see any chance of winning, so he could only escape.
Only when there was life, would there be firewood!
However, just as this thought rose in his mind, he saw the youngster-looking Song Qianbei slowly take out an invisible object.
It was something he couldn't see with his naked eyes, but … he could faintly feel a dangerous and sharp aura.
This feeling, he had felt it many years ago from a powerful cultivator. It was a flying sword! Taking a person's head from a thousand miles away was as easy as taking something out of one's pocket. It was a flying sword, so fast that it had no friends.
He still remembered that he was only a First Stage cultivator. He was lucky enough to follow behind a few senior cultivators to explore an ancient immortal ruin.
During this time, he was nervous and had the urge to urinate, so he found an opportunity to pee in a corner. At this time, the senior cultivator with the flying sword suddenly took out his flying sword, traveled a thousand miles in an instant, and flew back after beheading the enemy. During this process … the Altar Master didn't even finish peeing.
Facing this kind of treasure, he had nowhere to run. The Altar Master's secretly retreating footsteps stopped.
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'It's just as I guessed. Even if it can't be seen with the naked eye, as long as I hold the flying sword and consciously show it to the enemy, Second Stage and above cultivators will be able to sense it.' Song Shuhang secretly let out a sigh of relief.
Just now, he saw that the Altar Master had the intention to escape, so he thought of using the flying sword to shock the other party — — he absolutely couldn't let the Altar Master escape, or else it would be too difficult to find him in the vast sea of people.
At the same time, he secretly held a 'sword talisman' in his hand. If the Altar Master desperately tried to escape, the sword talisman would immediately slash at him. However, this was a last resort — — Song Shuhang wasn't sure if a sword talisman was enough to kill the Altar Master.
Fortunately, the Altar Master was frightened by the aura of the 'flying sword'.
The corner of Song Shuhang's mouth revealed an enigmatic smile: "Hehe, you want to escape? Do you think you can escape from this lord's hands? "
— — How shameful. When he referred to himself as' this lord ', Song Shuhang felt goosebumps all over his back.
"Song Qianbei, this junior had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai, sorry to disturb you. Senior, please … show this junior a way out. "The Altar Master didn't have a way out, so he bitterly begged for his life.
He couldn't escape … … that's what the Altar Master thought.
This' way out ', he was afraid that he would have to pay an unimaginable price. Moreover, he didn't even know if there was a 'way out'.
"Way out? Hahahaha. " Song Shuhang laughed heartily … … Taking advantage of the time he was laughing, his brain was working frantically, and many plans floated in his mind.
"Haven't the chances this lord has given you been lacking?" Song Shuhang retorted.
The Altar Master's heart was suddenly filled with countless regrets. It was indeed him who mistakenly thought that this' senior 'might be a mortal. His heart was blinded by greed, and he tested this' senior 'time and time again.
"However, this lord can give you one last chance." Song Shuhang supported the flying sword with both his hands, and the demeanor of an expert exuded from his body. He looked down on the Altar Master, and continued coldly: "This is to prevent others from spreading the word that this lord is bullying a weak junior, and tarnishing this lord's reputation for no reason."
The one in front of me is just an ant, just an ant, just an ant! Song Shuhang continued to look down on the Altar Master, his gaze becoming emotionless.
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