Become An Ancestor In Immortal Cultivation World

"Brother... I don't have that many spirit stones." Nangong Aotian looked helpless.

"It doesn't matter, you don't have your dad but you still have it."

Lin Sheng smiled and threw out a bottle of Spirit Pill: "Take this Immortal Pill and eat it first. Just ask your dad to pay for it when you go out."

"If it's not enough, just tell me, I have a few more bottles here."

"..."

"Brother, you are so kind to me." Nangong Aotian's face trembled slightly. He checked the elixir in the bottle and immediately took out a Spirit Pill and swallowed it.

Lin Sheng smiled and said: "That's natural. Who said we are sworn brothers?"

The Spirit Pill slowly melted in the belly, and the rich sweet-smelling spiritual energy immediately burst out and actively gathered in the meridians.

The dry meridians are like rain after a long drought, greedily absorbing the sweet aura and converting it into mana.

A look of shock flashed across Nangong Aotian's eyes: "Brother, what kind of Spirit Pill is this pill of yours? Is it so terrifyingly effective?"

Lin Sheng said with a smile on his face: "Hehehe, this pill is the Immortal Pill of our Holy Sect. Since it is an Immortal Pill, if the effect of the medicine is not terrifying, how can it be called an Immortal Pill?"

"Fifteen pills in a bottle, I only charge you 10 million Low Grade spiritual stones, so you can just enjoy it secretly."

Nangong Aotian was curious: "What immortal material is this elixir made of?"

"It is made from the flesh and blood of high-level monks. It is a great healing elixir. Anyone who can become the raw material of this elixir must at least be a Gold Core Perfected Being." Lin Sheng showed a strange smile.

"Brother really loves to joke." Nangong Aotian shook his head with disbelief, assuming that his brother didn't want to tell him.

Come to think of it, how could an elixir with such terrifying effects reveal the main ingredients of the elixir at will.

Lin Sheng smiled and said nothing more. He had told the truth truthfully. There was nothing he could do if people didn't believe him.

Nangong Aotian felt the sweet aura surging in his body, with a look of unfinished expression on his face: "Brother, give me two more bottles."

"Oh? These are 20 million Low Grade Spirit Stones." Lin Sheng looked surprised and took out two more bottles of Spirit Pill.

Nangong Aotian quickly took the Spirit Pill: "It doesn't matter, let's keep the accounts first, and then ask my dad for the spirit stone when we get out."

"..."

Lin Sheng shook his head: "I'm afraid your father won't be able to give you so many spiritual stones by then."

Nangong Aotian looked proud: "Brother, you are too worried. The Nangong family has been inherited for three thousand years, and we can definitely afford tens of millions of spiritual stones."

"If you really can't afford it, brother, just take my father away. The old men in the clan will definitely offer spiritual stones to buy his life."

"..."

"You are really a filial son." Lin Sheng said with emotion on his face.

"I think so too." Nangong Aotian nodded repeatedly, deeply convinced.

After a while, Jiang Xiao finally walked out of the back hall.

"How? Have those mages been notified?" Lin Sheng asked.

Jiang Xiao nodded repeatedly: "Fortunately, I have already asked the kid to inform me. It is estimated that the mage will arrive before sunrise."

"Sunrise? Is there a sunrise here?" Nangong Aotian looked confused. According to the clan's intelligence records, there was always a gray moon hanging in the sky in the Netherworld, and there was no sun.

Jiang Xiao nodded and said: "Yes, it didn't happen before. Ever since the new city lord took office three years ago, there has been a sunrise. In two hours, it will be the sunrise, and there will be a golden sun rising into the sky."

"After sunrise, ghosts are not allowed to roam the streets in the city, and the people in the city will go out to the market. The sunrise time lasts for an hour."

Nangong Aotian was thoughtful when he heard the words: "Work at sunset and rest at sunrise. Is this a way to separate humans and ghosts?"

Seeing Nangong Aotian's reaction, Lin Sheng was confused and said via voice message: "There is no record of this matter in your clan?"

Nangong Aotian's face slightly condensed, and he explained via voice transmission: "The clan's information about the Netherworld was from five years ago. In recent years, the clan has stopped exploring the Netherworld. The main casualties were too many."

When Lin Sheng heard this, he stopped asking any more questions and looked at Jiang Xiao: "Where does the golden sun rise from?"

Jiang Xiao said decisively: "The City Lord's Mansion, Luo Ye Luo returns to the City Lord's Mansion."

"It seems that it should be a Law Treasure." Nangong Aotian said in a message.

Lin Sheng's eyes flickered: "It may not be the Law Treasure, it may be some kind of Divine Ability that separates people from ghosts. I'm afraid it's not that simple at sunrise."

"Brother, you mean...there are ghosts practicing?" Nangong Aotian looked thoughtful.

"Maybe, but it has nothing to do with the two of us." Lin Sheng's face was calm, and he suddenly seemed to feel something as he looked towards the courtyard.

Nangong Aotian also looked outside the house when he saw this, although he didn't notice anything.

I saw five green-faced ghosts in mourning clothes carrying a white funeral sedan directly through the closed gate and into the courtyard.

The five ghosts' feet were not touching the ground, their bodies were illusory and transparent, and even the white funeral sedan was a phantom.

Jiang Xiao's old face trembled slightly: "The five ghosts are carrying the coffin, Master Changshou has arrived!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the five ghosts suddenly disappeared, and the phantom funeral sedan turned into a real entity and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Who sent the ghost to summon you? If you dare to entertain the Taoist master, you will be sealed in the ghost altar and will never be reincarnated."

I saw a middle-aged Daoist wearing a gray shroud walking out of the funeral sedan with his hands behind his back.

The Daoist was gray-faced, wearing a black Taoist scarf, a Bagua mirror hanging on his waist, and a huge Chinese character "Shou" on his chest.

The shroud was tightly tied around Daoist's body, looking extremely awkward and uncoordinated.

Seeing everyone in the room, Daoist's face was startled, and then he frowned.

Nangong Aotian narrowed his eyes slightly and said through the message: "Brother, the shroud on Daoist's body is that of a ghost, and it should be a spirit ghost."

‘Spirit? Does the shroud become a spirit? ’

Lin Sheng was thoughtful, looking up and down at Daoist. Daoist's mana fluctuations were a bit weak, and he could only be considered a Qi Refining Late Stage monk at best.

'Not only can the monster help the ghost hunter catch ghosts, but it turns out that he is just a Qi Refining minor. ’

When the two of them looked at Daoist, Daoist also looked at them.

There was no power fluctuation on the young man in red, and the feeling was not strong, but the mana fluctuation on the young man in white was a bit scary.

‘Could it be some great mage traveling down the mountain? ’

Daoist thought to himself, glanced at the pile of spiritual stones on the ground in the room, and quickly stepped forward to salute.

"I have a long life and have met two mages. Do you know their names?"

Lin Sheng smiled slightly and returned the greeting: "I have met the Taoist priest in Xueyi."

When Nangong Aotian heard this, he also saluted and said, "I'm in Baiyi. I've met the Taoist priest."

"It turns out it's the blood-robed mage and the white-robed mage. I'm glad to meet you. I wonder why the two mages called Pindao here?"

As he spoke, Changshou crossed the pile of spiritual stones and sat next to Lin Sheng. His eyes swept over the spiritual stones on the ground from time to time, and the longing in his eyes was undisguised.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Xiao brought a cup of soul tea, then put away the spirit stones on the ground and moved them into the back hall.

Lin Sheng smiled: "My two brothers were passing through this place and heard that there is a very strange Qian Mansion in this city..."

Before he finished speaking, Changshou directly interrupted: "It's not weird, it's weird. The mansion is too evil. The two mages must not go there. If they go in, there will be no way out."

Lin Sheng pretended to be curious: "Oh? Is this Qian Mansion really so terrifying?"

Changshou nodded: "Yes, the two mages listened to Pindao's advice. You can't go to the Qian Mansion. If you go, you will die."

Lin Sheng shook his head: "Even if it means death, my two brothers will go."

"What do people of our generation practice for? The purpose is to subjugate demons and eliminate demons, and restore a peaceful world to this world."

"The Qian Mansion is so weird. It's obviously a demon causing trouble. How can we just ignore it?"

"This..." Changshou looked surprised, and secretly thought that he had guessed it right. These two people were magicians who practiced in isolation. Now they have mastered the practice and went down the mountain to practice.

It's just not rational to choose Qian Mansion as a place for training.

Then he said slowly: "The two mages are highly righteous, but this Qian Mansion is indeed too dangerous."

Lin Sheng smiled: "If it were not dangerous, my two brothers would not come."

Changshou looked hesitant when he heard this: "The two mages invited me to come..."

"Of course I want to invite the Taoist priest and my two brothers to come into the house to slay demons."

"No, no, no. I have little magic power, so I won't get involved." Changshou waved his hands repeatedly.

Lin Sheng showed displeasure: "It is the mission of our monks to eliminate demons and defend the Tao. How can the Taoist master refuse?"

"I heard that the Taoist priest has a good reputation in this city. He often catches ghosts and subjugates demons. How can he shrink back when in danger?"

Changshou looked embarrassed when he heard this: "It's true to destroy demons, but you can't get rid of Pindao himself..."

"Hahaha." A heroic laughter sounded in the courtyard.

"You are so awesome, are you afraid sometimes? My Buddha is compassionate and the poor monk has passed away. I am willing to help the two masters to slay demons!"

I saw a fat monk holding a Buddhist bead falling from the sky. His cassock moved without any wind, and the faint sound of Sanskrit could be heard echoing.

‘Nirvana? Good name! ’

Lin Sheng was slightly surprised and looked at the fat monk who walked into the hall with great interest.

"You bald donkey! What are you doing here?" Changshou looked displeased.

"Amitabha, this poor monk has a predestined relationship with the two masters, so he came here to help." Yuanji smiled and performed a Buddhist salute.

His eyes fell on Nangong Aotian's Mediterranean hairstyle, and he looked surprised: "The master is also a member of the Buddhist Gate?"

"..."

Nangong's face trembled slightly, and he glanced at Lin Sheng with a resentful look, secretly using magic power to make his hair grow back.

He didn't dare to waste the mana before when he didn't have enough, but now that he has the Spirit Pill, his hair must grow!

"Thank you for your help, Master. I often hear that Buddha helps people who are destined to be together. Now it seems that it is true." Lin Sheng returned the Buddha's salute with a smile on his face.

This fat monk is stronger than Longevity, and his mana fluctuations have almost reached the peak of Qi Refining, only half a step away from Dzogchen.

"No, no, no, Master has misunderstood. It is good for Buddha to help people who are destined, but the prerequisite is that they have money."

Yuanji chuckled and said, "The brat said that as long as he comes, he will be given a hundred spiritual stones. I wonder who of the two mages will repay the reward to the poor monk first?"

"..."

Lin Sheng's face trembled slightly and he waved his hand: "Money is not an issue, let's not talk about it for now..."

Yuanji quickly interrupted: "Hey, hey, this poor monk is here just for money. If he doesn't talk about money, is it possible that he still wants to talk about feelings with the two masters?"