The Soul-shaking Bell given by the system was not something that Mao Shanming's Soul-shaking Bell could compare to.
Mao Shanming's Soul-Ringing Bell was just very harsh to this family.
Lin Jing's Soul Ring could cause direct damage to ghosts.
This kind of damage could not be compared to ear-piercing.
"Stop shaking!"
The father of the female ghost in white rushed towards Lin Jing, ignoring his discomfort.
"I'll kill you!"
The father of the female ghost in white covered his ears and walked toward Lin Jing with difficulty.
Before he could get close to Lin Jing.
The substitute paper human figure that had been waiting for a long time jumped into the air and kicked the white-clothed female ghost's father away.
This family of ghosts could no longer hold on and rolled on the ground.
"Please!"
"Stop shaking. We were wrong."
"Stop shaking, I beg you!“
Lin Jing put away the Soul Ring.
"Why aren't you all returning to the underworld quickly!"
Then, Lin Jing held the Sikong Token of the Soul Catching Bureau.
The moment this token appeared, it carried the dignity of a Netherworld official.
These ghosts felt a wave of pressure.
Then, they knelt in front of Lin Jing.
"We failed to recognize Mount Tai. We hope that Sir will forgive us.”
"Sir, please spare my life!"
If the officials of the underworld dare to resist arrest, their souls will be scattered!
This was the power of the officials of the underworld.
"Milord, it's not that we don't want to go to the underworld, but that our family can't bear to part with each other.”
"I can't speak of my suffering. I really don't want to separate. Once we separate, I'll drink the soup of the Bridge of Helplessness and be a stranger in my next life!”
"I hope that you can understand our difficulties.
It's hard to part with family."
"Once reincarnated, there will be no kinship in the next life!
The ghosts of this family told him the difficulties in their hearts.
Their family had never harmed anyone. Even if Tan Baiwan built his house on their ancestral graves, it was just to scare Tan Bai.
It was fine.
He didn't kill them. Otherwise, the Tan family would have been exterminated long ago.
It was all because of family!
Lin Jing wasn't a heartless person. He knew that family was the hardest to part with.
However, there was reincarnation in the Heavenly Dao, and Yin and Yang had been separated since ancient times.
If all ghosts were like this, Yin and Yang would be in chaos. As Sikong of the Soul Catching Bureau, he should handle the case impartially.
"Since ancient times, yin and yang have been separated. If you go to reincarnation, you might be family in the future.”
"If you don't go to reincarnation, you will become a wandering ghost after the hour and will no longer be protected by reincarnation.”
"Once you are framed by others, your soul will dissipate and there will be no possibility of reincarnation.”
Lin Jing said.
That was why he was so patient with this family.
It was entirely on account that this family had never harmed anyone and was only reluctant to part with their family.
"This…" The female ghost in white lowered her head and began to think about this problem.
Yes, it was good for a family to reunite, but once they became a lonely ghost.
They would lose the right to enter the cycle of reincarnation.
In this world, cultivators with evil intentions, as well as demons, liked to capture wandering ghosts for their own use.
"But…"
The father of the female ghost in white hesitated.
In the end, this family made a decision and agreed to follow Lin Fan into the underworld.
This was to give the whole family hope. Perhaps after a few reincarnations, they could still be a family.
"We are willing to play dirty tricks with you.”
The female ghost in white said.
Lin Jing didn't put shackles on them. He just let a substitute paper figurine lead the family to report to the Shing Wong Mansion.
After that, a ghost officer would lead them to the Yellow Springs Road.
Lin Jing led the family out of the Tan family home.
Just as he walked out of the door.
Tan Baiwan was stunned when he saw this.
He did not expect this young Taoist priest to actually solve the problem of his house being haunted.
"Taoist priest, you really chased away these ghosts!”
"Thank you so much, Daoist Priest."
"You are our benefactor!"
Everyone in the Tan family was moved to tears.
"Taoist priest, this is for you.”
Tan Baiwan handed Lin Jing a large bill.
Lin Jing looked at the amount and accepted it all. How could he not accept it?
The Tan family watched Lin Jing walk away.
The paper man brought the family to Shing Wong Manor.
At this moment, the system notification sounded.
"Congratulations to the host for ferrying eight ghosts and obtaining 10,000 merit points.”
A system notification sounded.
Lin Jing looked at the system panel.
10000/5000 points.
With 10,000 merit points, he could use it to upgrade his level.
It could also be used to increase his realm.
"You have reached the merit points needed to upgrade your supernatural level. Would you like to upgrade?”
the system asked mechanically.
"Upgrade."
Lin Jing said.
"Upgrade successful. 5,000 merit points deducted. Current supernatural level: 3.”
The system prompted.
Once he was upgraded to Level 3, Lin Jing could only trigger the check-in mission if he entered a Level 3 supernatural place or above.
5000 points left.
It was not enough to upgrade the system. If he wanted to upgrade it to Level 4, he would need 50,000 merit points.
Lin Jing thought for a moment. Grandma Wang would turn into a resentful ghost later. The level of this resentful ghost was not something that this family could compare to.
If he was not strong enough, he would probably suffer a loss, so Lin Jing decided to use the remaining merit to improve his strength.
Lin Jing injected the remaining 5,000 points into his Dantian.
Immediately, he felt a warm current flowing through his body from his dantian.
A golden light appeared on his body, and the spiritual energy around him began to gather, eventually forming a spiritual energy storm.
The villagers in the village felt a sudden gust of wind.
It lasted for a long time before it stopped.
Ninth Uncle also felt the wind and frowned.
"If I'm not wrong, Junior Brother should have broken through to the First Stage Taoist Realm.”
"It's just that this spiritual energy is too restless.”
Ninth Uncle muttered.
In this village, only Lin Jing was a Seventh Stage Scholar and had the possibility of breaking through to the First Stage Taoist Realm. (There were seven levels in each realm.) But this phenomenon was too intense.
When an ordinary cultivator broke through to the First Stage Taoist Realm, he would only be able to sense the fluctuation of spiritual energy within a radius of ten meters.
However, this time, it affected the entire village for a few miles. The entire village could feel the fluctuation of spiritual energy.
This talent was not something that ordinary people could compare to.
Lin Jing looked at the system panel.
Host: Lin Jing.
[Realm: First Stage Daoist Priest Realm]
[Triggered Paranormal Level: Level 3 Paranormal Level]
[Cultivation techniques: Shangqing Body Tempering Art, Shangqing Qi Tempering Art, Five Thunder Curse, True Fire Curse, concealment.]
[Mastered talisman level: Yellow, Palm Ghost Expelling Talisman (Yellow)]
[Substitute Paper Figurine: 3]
[Additional Skill: Maoshan Sword Formation]
[Magic Tool: Golden Sword, Purple Cloud World Daoist Robe, Soul Shaking Bell]
[Merit Book: 0/50000]
"It's hard to find merit points. The next time the system is upgraded, I'll need 50,000 merit points.”
Lin Jing said.
The more he advanced, the more merit he would need to increase his realm or upgrade the system.
Lin Jing was now a first-grade Taoist master, and he had three paper figurines of the same level.
If he summoned all of them, it would be equivalent to four First Stage Daoists.
Once the sword formation was set up, even a cultivator of the Fourth Stage Taoist Realm would not be able to gain any advantage in front of Lin Jing.
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The bandit Granny Wang returned to the village with great resentment.
A hunchbacked middle-aged man had been waiting in the village for a long time.
The hunchbacked middle-aged man looked at the jars beside him lovingly.
From time to time, fat worms would crawl out of the jar.
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