Hey, hey, hey! Your golden finger is mine.

Chapter 128 My goodness, this is revenge for stealing my wife!

After hearing this, Yumi stopped trying to persuade her.

Judging from what it had just observed of Situ Xun, his cultivation level was not too high for it.

The master has also started practicing.

Although the master's current cultivation level is not very high, but with my own protection and the master's cultivation level, I should not be afraid...

Moreover, the master had just subdued the ghost and had the ability to protect himself...

Thinking of this, Yumi suddenly remembered the question he had not asked.

It's strange. I didn't tell the master how to use the golden finger to control the ghost, so how did the master subdue the ghost so easily?

At this time, Sang Luo had already called the ghost in front of him and began to ask: "Name, age, cultivation level, and what did Situ Xun take from you? What was it for?"

The goblin answered honestly.

"My name is Lu Xiuyang. I was 37 when I died, but if you add in the time I spent as a ghost, I should be 1249 now..."

Sang Luo raised his eyebrows.

He's been dead for so long, but he's still an old ghost!

"That thief stole a piece of sacred jade from my tomb. The soul of my first wife is contained in that piece of jade!"

"I don't know what use he has for the spiritual jade, but my wife is still in there, so I naturally can't let him take it!"

"Master, can you help me find my wife?"

Sang Luo: “…”

My goodness, this is revenge for having my wife stolen!

"Does the spiritual jade have the effect of nourishing the soul?"

Lu Xiuyang nodded.

"My wife was murdered by an evildoer and her soul was shattered."

"Back then, I traveled across most of the Yun Kingdom to find this spiritual jade, and placed her soul in it to nurture it."

"After a thousand years of nurturing, my soul was about to recover, but he snatched the spiritual jade away!"

"What if I don't take it back and he hurts my wife?"

Thinking of this, Lu Xiuyang looked anxious.

"Master, do you know where the thief went?"

"I must take my wife back and grind him to dust!"

Sang Luo rolled his eyes.

"Don't worry, I'll take you to him."

"But it's getting late now. Let me rest for a day and we'll be on the road again tomorrow."

Lu Xiuyang nodded, and Sang Luo began to sit cross-legged in meditation.

Yumi couldn't get a word in for a long time, and now seeing Sang Luo start to practice, she had to give up.

The next morning, Sang Luo, sensing something unusual, opened his eyes and looked up at the sky in the distance.

I saw two helicopters slowly flying over from the distance.

Sang Luo twitched his lips.

"Why don't these people teleport here? And why take a helicopter..."

Upon hearing this, Yumi immediately began to explain.

"Teleportation consumes spiritual energy, and the teleportation talisman is a precious item for escaping."

"Although there is still some spiritual power in this world today, it is not much. Naturally, it is more difficult for these cultivators to cultivate and accumulate spiritual power."

"It's a bit uneconomical to spend all this just to travel..."

Just as the two men were talking for a while, two helicopters had landed in the distance and a group of people in Taoist robes got out.

The group of people looked around and quickly walked over here.

Sang Luo stood there carefree, arms folded, waiting.

When the Taoists approached, they saw a girl standing in the ruins. Her clothes were dirty, but she still had a graceful demeanor.

Everyone looked at each other and walked over.

"Little girl, why are you here? What are you doing here?"

An old Taoist priest with a white beard looked at Sang Luo and asked him in a friendly manner.

The next second, Sang Luo's eyes turned red and tears flowed uncontrollably. He looked at the Taoist priests pitifully and cried.

"My parents and I came here for a trip, and when I woke up, this is what it looked like."

"My parents also died here..."

"I just took a nap and became a homeless orphan. Why is my life so miserable?"

Sang Luo was crying so hard that tears welled up in her eyes, and the Taoists were even a little slow to react.

Was that arrogant figure in the ruins just now an illusion?

The old Taoist priest with a white beard was the first to react. He smiled and said, "Little girl, I think you and I are destined to be together."

"Since you have no ties in this world, why not join my Sanfeng Sect and become my disciple?"

"I will personally teach you and lead you to seek the immortal way..."

Sang Luo: “…”

My parents just passed away, and you want to take me in as your apprentice. Is that appropriate?

At least give me some words of comfort...

The other Taoist priests also had strange expressions on their faces. One of them was a middle-aged Taoist priest who looked to be around 40 years old. He looked at the old Taoist priest with a mocking expression.

"Master Li, I thought it was a little strange when you insisted on coming with us to investigate. Now I understand."

"So you're looking for an opportunity to recruit people!"

"But what we are saying is that your sect has poor conditions and a small population. Normally, no one would be willing to join your sect."

"We understand that you are anxious to improve the strength of the sect and want to recruit more disciples."

"But you can't be so casual, right?"

"You just happened to meet an orphan girl and you want to take her in as your disciple. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by others?"

"Besides, I remember that your Sanfeng Sect is very strict in accepting disciples, isn't it?"

"Even Situ Xun, the eldest disciple of our Lingxiao Sect and now the leader of the younger generation of Xuanmen, wanted to join your Sanfeng Sect, but you rejected him."

"You don't even look down on Situ Xun, but you fall for this little girl."

"Looking at this little girl's face, I don't think she's suitable for practicing Taoism."

"Before, you said that your Sanfeng Sect is good at fortune-telling and can glimpse the revelations of destiny, and you insisted that Situ Xun could not enter the Taoist sect."

"Now that he has entered my Lingxiao Sect, his cultivation speed is extremely fast, and he is regarded as the number one of the younger generation of my Xuanmen."

"Look at the dire state your Sanfeng Sect is in now, Old Taoist Li, aren't you filled with regret now?"

"I think you should do fewer divinations. I think your Sanfeng Sect's divinations aren't very accurate!"

Taoist Li snorted coldly.

"Master Liu, I'm not wrong. The hexagram says he can't enter the Dao, so he can't enter the Dao!"

"Your Lingxiao sect led him into the Dao sect, and there will definitely be problems in the future."

"If you destroy Situ Xun's cultivation now and then expel him from the mountain gate, perhaps your Lingxiao Sect won't end up in such a miserable state."

Taoist Priest Liu laughed angrily.

"You stinking fortune teller! If I hadn't considered you the head of the Sanfeng Sect and your advanced age, I would have respectfully addressed you as Taoist Master Li. You'd actually be thinking of yourself as a big shot!"

"We in the Lingxiao Sect are not crazy. Why would we destroy the cultivation of the genius we have worked so hard to cultivate and throw him out of the mountain gate?"

"If we really do this, our leader will probably go crazy!"