Juexin naturally realized that the ghost energy was strong and did not dare to be negligent. He guarded the entrance hall and asked loudly: "Where is the sacred outside the wall? Since you come, you can rest assured, so you might as well show up and see. Ⅻ                                                                                           �

"Hahaha..." With a loud laugh, a ghost stood on the wall.

Juexin looked at it and saw that the man had his legs hanging in the air, his chest exposed his abdomen, his hands were holding iron crutches, his waist was hanging gourds, and his head was scattered, but he was the image of Tieguai among the Eight Immortals.

"Old ghost, pretending to be a Taoist immortal, do you want to come and deceive me incense?" Juexin was secretly surprised, but his face remained calm.

It is definitely not a good thing to dare to pretend to be a god. Just like Red Boy pretending to be Guanyin, he also has the means and a backer, so he dares to be so bold.

"Master, you have put such a big formation, I'm afraid you'll get yourself in tonight." The Tieguai Li sneered and said, "You are young and have no hair on your lips. I don't think you know us, right?"

"You?" Juexin looked around and said, "It seems that it's not an old ghost. You can come out, don't play hide and seek."

Tieguai Li nodded and said, "Everyone comes out and see the demeanor of Maoshan masters!"

A black shadow flashed on the north wall, and a slender handsome man jumped onto the wall, with a long sword in his hand standing up: "The sword appears to be full of spiritual light and evil spirits."

Juexin nodded. This is Lu Dongbin's look.

"There is a Sanskrit sound when you beat the fish drum frequently, and Zhang Guo is old!" Another old man jumped up.

"Holding lotus flowers in your hand is not stained with dust. Fairy He has seen Maoshan Master." Then a woman stood on the wall holding lotus flowers in your hand, bowing to Juexinying.

"The harmony of jade plates is clear, and I am the uncle of Cao."

"There is no ordinary product in the flower basket, and Lan Caihe is here."

"Shake the small fan and play Tao Ran, and Han Zhongli is here to join in the fun."

"Zi Xiao blows the climax of Qianbo Jing. The young actor Han Xiangzi."

In an instant, eight figures appeared on the three walls, just forming the Eight Immortals, one by one.

"It's so good. I didn't expect that the last night would attract the Eight Immortals' gathering." Juexin looked around and said:

"If you read it correctly, you are the Eight Immortals Guardians of the White Lotus Sect from Qianlong period more than a hundred years ago. I remember that you all died under the blood-swallowing sword and your souls were scattered. I wonder which powerful man condensed your souls again?"

In the middle and late Qianlong period, the White Lotus Sect was spread all over the world. There were eight guardians in the sect, and according to the costumes of Tieguai Li Lu Dongbin and others, they were collectively called the Eight Immortals of Protective. Later, when they were active in the capital, they were all beaten by Qing soldiers and killed at Caishikou.

The person who executed the execution was Bu Zhenxin, who fought against the snake demon and caught ghosts in Chu Xiu Palace, who used the blood-swallowing knife. Although Bu Zhenxin was in his seventies, he was still brave.

But Juexin never expected that these eight people died under the blood-swallowing sword, and their souls had been dispersed by murderous aura, and they could condense again and turn into ghost evil!

It seems that something is wrong tonight.

Bu Youming had also heard of this story and shouted in surprise: "It's you!"

The identity was revealed by Juexin. The eight old ghosts were also surprised, looked at each other and said, "It's been more than a hundred years, and there are still people who remember us."

"You were beheaded back then, which caused a sensation in the capital. It's not surprising that you remember you." Jue Xin said lightly.

The ghosts flashed, and eight old ghosts fell into the yard together.

Tieguai Li was the boss, so he took two steps forward and said, "Since the master knows our identity, he must also know the origin of the White Lotus Sect. Red flowers, green leaves, white lotus roots, the three religions are originally a family, and you and I are still fellow Taoists."

"Yin and Yang are different, and there is a difference between humans and ghosts. I never have a relationship with ghosts. If you are still alive, I will admit that you are people in the Taoist sect. But now, I am a wizard, and you are ghosts." Juexin's eyes rolled and said, "So, don't get close to me, what are you going to do, tell me."

Fairy He looked at Juexin and asked, "This Maoshan Master, I will ask you today, are you a Han or a bannerman?"

"I am a Han person." Juexin said.

"Since they are Han people, why do you forget the hatred of their family and country and protect this fierce sword of the bannermen? Two hundred and sixty years after the founding of the Qing Dynasty, do you know how many Han people killed us? Do you know how many Han people's heads it cut off? Do you know how many Han people's parents, wives and children were crying and wailing when it was drinking blood! "He Xiangu continued to ask aggressively.

Just now, Tieguai Li talked about the origin of the Taoist sect, and now He Xiangu is talking about the grudges of the Manchu and Han, and he is really moved by emotion and reason.

But when Bu Youming heard that the female ghost had calculated the 260-year-old debt, he was already scared to death. He hid behind the altar of the heart and did not dare to move.

"The dynasty changes, and it is inevitable that some people will live in response to the disaster, and some will die in response to the disaster. Now that the Qing Dynasty has been disbanded, why bother to worry about the old grudges?" Juexin responded with a serious look and said, "Besides, the blood-swallowing knife itself is innocent. It is just a knife and a piece of iron."

"I don't care. Tonight, we are eight brothers and sisters, and we must destroy the Blood-Swallowing Sword and kill all the people in the Bu Family Hutong, so that we can vent our hatred for a hundred years of destruction of our country and tribes!" He Xiangu looked at each other and said, "Fellow Taoist, if you know each other, leave the Blood-Swallowing Sword and return to your Maoshan. We have no grievances and no grudges, and we don't want to be enemies with you."

Juexin sneered and said, "I want this knife! I will bear all its grievances. If you want to take the knife, you will pass my level first; if you want to kill the Bu family, kill me first!"

Since you want the Blood-Swallowing Sword, you must take on the revenge of the Bu family. This is a heart-warming mind. If you are an unscrupulous person, you can leave with the Blood-Swallowing Sword, regardless of the life and death of the Bu family Hutong.

"Master, since this is the case, don't blame us for bullying the younger generation!" Han Zhongli screamed strangely and was the first to rush to the altar. He waved the fan in his hand, and black fog floated out.

Juexin blinked his fingers, and a fire dragon talisman flew out, drilled into the black fog, and rushed straight to the fan.

Han Zhongli was caught off guard and waved his fan, but he couldn't force the annealing dragon talisman, and he couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

Han Xiangzi waved Xiao in his hand and came to help Han Zhongli; Lu Dongbin surrounded Wei and saved Zhao, and his long sword was in full swing.

He was calm and calm, and flew out the ghost-election talisman to resist the attacks from all directions. He took another thunder in his palm and slashed towards He Xiangu.

Tieguai Li looked at the overall situation and suddenly waved his hand, taking Zhang Guo, Lao Cao's uncle Lan Caihe, and rushed to the Blood-Swallowing Sword.

The eight old ghosts were divided into two groups, half attacking Juexin and half grabbing swords, so that Juexin could not take care of each other.

"Five Ghost Boy, Protector!" Jue Xin waved his hand and five paper men flew out of his sleeves.

The paper man saw the wind getting stronger, and laughed strangely in the air and rushed towards the Blood-swallowing Knife.

"The seal of the Spirit Treasure and Dharma Master, get up!" Jue Xin waved his hand again, and a piece of paper talisman flew into the sky.

"Stop the big talisman!" Lu Dongbin shouted, jumped up, trying to stop the paper talisman.
Chapter completed!