If it was during normal times, the ghosts would have already kept a respectful distance from him and even bowed down to worship him. For them, Lu Yuanshan was even more terrifying than Ghost Messengers!
If Ghost Messengers caught them, at most they would be sent back to hell. But if they fell into Lu Yuanshan's hands, the result would not be so lucky. If Lu Yuanshan was in a good mood, they could be considered lucky and could escape. If he was in a bad mood, then they would be miserable. Either their Yin Spirit would be taken away or their Primordial Spirit would be directly destroyed by his Thunder Palm!
Yin Spirit was the source of the ghost's power. After being taken away, it would be no different from an ordinary wandering soul!
However, at this moment, the tens of thousands of ghosts floating in the fog actually turned a blind eye to Lu Yuanshan's arrival!
Seeing this situation, Lu Yuanshan frowned.
The reaction of the tens of thousands of ghosts had greatly exceeded his expectations.
The actions of the tens of thousands of ghosts at this time were uniform.
Shua! Lu Yuanshan raised his arm and a golden talisman instantly appeared between his fingers!
Bang! The golden talisman suddenly burned!
Shua! Lu Yuanshan raised one hand and the burning golden talisman directly flew towards the group of ghosts in the fog!
He wanted to see what kind of reaction this group of ghosts would have when faced with the danger of their souls being destroyed!
"Boom!" The golden light flashed and dozens of ghosts' Primordial Spirits were instantly destroyed by Lu Yuanshan's golden talisman. Their souls were scattered and turned into nothingness!
The dense fog was blasted open and a huge hole with a radius of one zhang was blasted open!
Meanwhile, the other ghosts remained motionless. They continued to lower their heads and float in the same place.
This scene made Lu Yuanshan who thought highly of himself instantly shrink his pupils!
These tens of thousands of ghosts would rather their souls be destroyed than to move!
How is this possible! Lu Yuanshan was shocked. These ghosts were not controlled by someone and had not lost their consciousness. How could they have such a reaction!
Lu Yuanshan looked towards the Sishui River.
As far as his eyes could see, the group of ghosts were all in the same position. Their hands were hanging down and their heads were lowered!
They were saluting! Lu Yuanshan suddenly came back to his senses!
Who could have this ability to make the tens of thousands of ghosts salute? They would rather die than be willing!
Obviously, this person was not him.
Lu Yuanshan's heart at this time thought of a person. In today's world, perhaps only this person could make the tyrannical tens of thousands of ghosts willingly salute him.
The head of the Myriad Immortals Tower, Bai Sheng.
"Bai Sheng," Lu Yuanshan looked around and said in a clear voice, "I didn't expect you to be interested in these nine cauldrons."
"Bai Sheng?" Ye Fan, who was above the clouds, immediately exclaimed in a low voice when he heard the name!
The Tower Master of the Myriad Immortals Tower, his best friend from his previous life, Bai Sheng?! Wasn't he in Japan? What, he's here too?
Ye Fan was not the only one who was shocked. Baihu, who was lying in his hat, was also shocked.
As soon as she heard Ye Fan mention Bai Sheng, Baihu immediately stuck her furry head out of the hat and looked down.
When she saw the dense group of ghosts and the Taoist priests in the distance, Baihu immediately shrank her head back into her hat in fright.
Whether it was Taoist priests or evil spirits, there was nothing that it liked.
"How dare you call Tower Lord Bai by her name?" A clear voice came from all directions. It was the voice of a man.
His voice wasn't loud, but it did enter his ears and reverberate endlessly.
Whoosh! A man in white instantly appeared on the other side of the Sishui River, facing Lu Yuanshan across the river.
Lu Yuanshan narrowed his eyes and began to size up this man.
This person was dressed in elegant white robes, with a Confucian headband on his head and a jade belt around his waist. He had a delicate face, red lips, white teeth, and held a white jade fan in his hand. He looked to be in his twenties.
Lu Yuanshan only needed to use his Yin Yang Dharma Eye to see that this person was not a living person.
"So you're from the Myriad Immortal Tower," Lu Yuanshan said with a smile.
This person's ghostly aura and the words he said just now were enough to guess his identity.
"I'm Yin Huo, the Guardian of the Myriad Immortal Tower. Greetings, Sect Master Lu." The white-robed man held a white fan and cupped his fists.
Whoosh … When the ghosts in the fog saw the Left Guardian of the Myriad Immortal Tower appear, they instantly turned to the white-robed man and bowed their heads in respect!
Although the ghosts in the fog were extremely violent, they were not without consciousness. For hundreds of years, the three words Myriad Immortal Tower could be said to be a sacred existence in the hearts of all the ghosts who had died a violent death!
They were ghosts who had died a violent death. The netherworld did not accept them and they could not reincarnate as humans. In addition, most of them had suffered great injustice in their lives. Therefore, after a long time, their resentment would soar to the sky and they would become violent. They entered people's houses and took people's lives, hoping to be reincarnated again. However, even if they were to enter the cycle of reincarnation, they would suffer from evil retribution because of the heavy sin of killing.
The Myriad Immortal Tower created by Bai Sheng completely changed this situation and gave the ghosts a hope.
As long as they entered the Myriad Immortal Tower, they would have hope of dispelling their violent aura. They might even be able to cultivate and become the freest body in the world, a ghost immortal!
Since he was considerate of the ghosts, they would naturally treat him with respect!
"Ghost friends," the white-robed man said loudly to the tens of thousands of Yin Ghosts in the thick fog, "Today, all of you have become lonely souls because of the grave sins you committed in your previous lives. You deserve this retribution. Today, Master Bai of the Myriad Immortals Tower is merciful and can't bear to see all of you suffering, so he specially ordered me to come and save all of you from the sea of suffering. If all of you have this intention, then come into my gourd."
Whoosh! As the white-robed man spoke, he stretched out his hand and a half foot tall jade gourd instantly floated above his palm!
Pa! The white-robed man opened the jade gourd's stopper.
"Wu …" In the gloomy fog, the ghosts cried softly.
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