The old Taoist priest was really a little panicked at this moment.

He remembers it very clearly.

At that time, his junior fellow apprentice also invited this horrible ghost during the process of summoning gods.

The junior brother had almost no power to resist and was hit instantly. The master reacted quickly and intervened at the first moment, but not only did he fail to save the junior brother, he was also injured by the ghost.

It was this kind of blood mist and this kind of aura at that time.

This old Taoist priest wouldn’t make a mistake.

Later, the master called him to the bedside, his eyes seemed to be recalling something, and finally he said that he knew the ghost that was summoned by the gods.

At that time, the young second brother didn’t understand, but since the master was willing to explain, he was naturally willing to listen.

As a result, I heard a story about Taoism in the past.

Taoism was relatively prosperous more than four hundred years ago. Within the hidden sect alone, there were seven or eight different Taoist schools, each divided into smaller categories. It could be said that there were a hundred flowers blooming and a hundred schools of thought contending.

There are many brilliant people among them.

Most of the Taoist predecessors followed the old path of their forefathers, practicing step by step, and in the end, most of them made huge contributions.

But there are also some people who are obviously talented but always like to take crooked paths. Among them is an uncle named "Zuo Bai".

The old Taoist priest’s great uncle is also a senior in his Taoist sect.

At that time, Zuo Bai began to study how to travel at night for a long time, how to become an "immortal" and a "saint".

Other Taoist predecessors follow the orthodox path.

But Zuo Bai felt that if he continued to follow the old path of many talented people in the Taoist sect who had failed to achieve what they had done in the past, he would most likely still not be able to achieve it.

That's a waste of life.

So you have to find a new way and take a path that is completely different from others.

He began to exploit fear.

If Lin Mo heard about Zuo Bai's deeds, he would definitely think of many people he was familiar with.

For example, Zhou Li, Zhao Xin... and the most recent ones are the gods in the Redemption Society.

Use the fear of others to gain power.

Simple and fast.

But one must also give up the physical body in the real world and devote oneself completely to darkness.

Obviously, more than four hundred years ago, this was still considered a "pioneering feat". What Zuo Bai did could not be said to be unprecedented, but even if it was, it was definitely very rare.

No one knows how it was done specifically, not even some senior Taoists know.

But what is certain is that Zuo Bai succeeded.

He became the 'being' he wanted to be.

These were what the master said before he died, so the old Taoist priest naturally remembered them very clearly.

However, the master also said that it was an accident that the junior brother was able to invite Uncle Zuo Bai, and this time he risked being injured to send Zuo Bai away, so it would be extremely difficult for the other party to come back.

It's almost impossible.

But who could have thought that the thing that the master said was impossible would actually happen at this moment.

The old Taoist priest was extremely anxious at the moment.

He wanted to help, but he didn't know where to start.

After thinking about it, he came up with a way.

"The only way is to enter my third brother's purple palace. Although this is extremely dangerous, no one else can do it except me."

After the old Taoist priest finished speaking, he stamped his feet, took out a talisman and stuck it on his forehead. He immediately chanted a spell and then tapped Lin Mo's brow.

Swish! The talisman on the old Taoist's forehead withered immediately.

At the same time, when he opened his eyes again, he was already in darkness.

It seemed very empty here, and not far ahead, there was a house that looked very strange in the eyes of the old Taoist priest.

"I have entered my third brother's Purple Palace. The room in front is, if nothing unexpected happens, the core of his Purple Palace."

The old Taoist priest muttered to himself, then took a few quick steps to the door, coughed lightly, and called out "Third Brother".

He thought that if his third brother was in danger, he would immediately break in, attack Zuo Bai, and rescue his third brother.

But soon, the door opened, and Lin Mo looked at the old Taoist priest at the door in surprise.

"Second brother, why are you here?"

Having said that, he quickly let the other person in.

"Why am I here? If I didn't come, I'm afraid you wouldn't live long. Where's Zuo Bai..."

The old Taoist priest looked alert. As soon as he entered the room, he saw a person sitting on a strange chair over there.

This man exudes an indescribable evil aura.

Judging from the aura, it must be Zuo Bai.

"A Taoist disciple?" Zuo Bai looked much younger than the old Taoist priest. Judging from his appearance, he was only in his twenties.

He looks young and very unruly, and his hair is purple with some white hair mixed in, which makes him look very strange.

It's a bit non-mainstream.

Although he looked a little non-mainstream, the aura he conveyed when he spoke was extremely powerful.

The old Taoist priest saluted with special Taoist gestures.

The other party will definitely be able to see it.

"Meet Uncle Zuo Taishi!"

Although this Uncle Master Zuo had fallen into the evil way, the old Taoist priest still bowed to him very politely and gave him respectful titles.

Lin Mo came over at this time and asked the old Taoist priest about the night wandering god he invited this time, and asked why he called him Grand Master Uncle, is it because of a relationship? At this time, the old Taoist priest couldn't explain too much, but just winked at Lin Mo to show him how dangerous those people were.

Lin Mo said, "Don't worry, second brother. This is a cozy little house and his territory. No matter who you are, you must follow his rules here."

A tiger has to lie down, and a dragon has to lie in its den.

It can't make any waves.

So majestic and domineering.

The implication was that Lin Mo already knew that the Night Wanderer he had invited this time had ill intentions.

But even though he knew, Lin Mo didn't seem afraid.

He has the confidence to suppress the opponent.

This kind of enemy that was invincible in the eyes of the old Taoist priest should have been even more difficult to deal with for Lin Mo, but Lin Mo had many tricks up his sleeve.

Especially in this cozy little house.

Lin Mo has an absolute home advantage.

It would be extremely difficult for any other being to shake Lin Mo in this room.

Zuo Bai obviously felt that Lin Mo was not simple, especially in this strange house, he actually felt a huge threat.

So far, the behavior has been quite restrained and friendly.

No hostility intended.

The old Taoist priest felt like he was dreaming when he saw this scene.

He had never actually seen what Zuo Bai looked like, but he could not forget the other person's aura.

Back then, the other party was not so polite. After being mistakenly invited by the junior brother, he subdued the junior brother on the spot. The master also used his body to help and tried his best to persuade him, but the other party was unmoved. The final result was that the master returned seriously injured and the junior brother lost his life.

At that time, Zuo Bai was cruel and violent, and it was impossible to communicate with him.

But at this moment, Zuo Bai looked very normal, like a guest visiting someone else's home.

Seeing this, the old Taoist priest calmed down a little.

He did not hide anything and told the other person's past in front of Zuo Bai.

One chapter in the early morning, please vote for me.

To be honest, I just fell asleep while typing. The interesting thing is that many of the little dreams I had during the fragmented time of dozing off were actually typed out by me in sporadic, unwritten words.

I was in a daze, patching up some words, and it took me an hour to write just a few hundred words.

I can't bear it anymore, the number of words is a bit short, please bear with me, I will take a nap to replenish my energy, everyone should go to bed early too! 　　 　 (End of this chapter)