Urban Horror House

Chen Sixian asked: "Can the magic weapon move? What happened over there?"

"Nothing."

Tianxiong on the other end of the phone smiled wryly: "It was drizzling in the early hours of this morning. When it first started raining, the people over there said that there was something wrong with the clock and kept shaking it, thinking it was because they were dazzled."

"After the rain, the clock is as if a monster has turned into a spirit. If it's okay for a person, I can take care of him. The key is this broken clock. It can't be broken, and others can't move it, and they dare not take it. Bombing with heavy firepower weapons is difficult..."

Seeing that Chen Sixian didn't speak, Tianxiong said: "Don't talk about it, you should hurry over here, we really can't figure it out."

Chen Sixian thought for a while, and said, "Okay, I'll go there when I have time."

"Brother, don't!"

Tianxiong said anxiously: "You better hurry up, the sooner the better, I'm afraid I won't be able to control it."

"Okay, let me see if there is nothing wrong, go there as soon as possible."

"That's great!"

Tianxiong laughed and said: "Then I'll just wait for the good news. Anyway, come here quickly... I'll go, why did that thing come out again, people, stop it quickly!"

Tianxiong's roar came from the handset of the mobile phone, and there were bursts of loud bells.

"I have something to do, hang up first."

Hearing what Tianxiong said, the call was cut off.

Chen Sixian put the phone on the phone, and a single rain made a clock become fine?
"I'm afraid it's not ordinary rain?" He murmured.

Yesterday he was researching and developing a new scene, and he really looked outside, he really didn't know if it was raining or not.

Doug Iger also studied with him, so he probably didn't care too much about it.

"Master, that should be Spirit Rain."

"Spiritual rain? Rain with spiritual energy?"

Chen Sixian raised his eyebrows.

"Master can also understand it in this way, but this spiritual rain is different from the past. I'm afraid it's not just a simple rain."

"I did feel that the rain was a bit weird, but I didn't pay attention to it at the time. Now that I think about it, I'm afraid it's a bit unusual..."

"Go ahead." Chen Sixian said.

"Spiritual rain, when many people hear it, they will understand it as rain with spiritual energy. Of course, most of the time, such guesses can't be wrong. But the timing and changes this time obviously cannot be understood literally."

Doug Iger said: "This is the sign of spiritual recovery."

"Resurrection of spiritual energy?"

Chen Sixian was slightly puzzled.

"Master, the earth used to be extremely rich in aura, but because of the special body functions of creatures in ancient times, if they wanted to survive, they had to absorb a lot of aura, which led to a faster depletion of aura."

"Coupled with earth-shattering wars happening every now and then, the aura that was originally abundant has become more and more depleted. In modern times, there is not much left."

"Even if there is no Jedi Tiantong, with the concentration of aura on the earth today, it is impossible to produce many Nascent Soul-level powerhouses."

"So, the more modern times are, the more and more cultivators are rare. The reason is that there is too little spiritual energy for people to temper their bodies and souls in a big way. The latecomers have simplified and deleted the methods of cultivating immortals, forming a kind of forced cultivation. It’s a common method.”

"This method only tempers the physical body and hardly involves the soul, but it can also create a huge gap with ordinary people, so as to establish one's own status, without worrying about the spiritual energy support at any time and dying in depression."

Hearing this, Chen Sixian said thoughtfully, "You're talking about ancient warriors, right?"

"The master is really smart and quick-witted, and he can see through it at a glance."

"Stop flattering and talk about business."

Chen Sixian said: "The bell, could it be that it became a spirit because of the revival of the spirit energy?"

"possible."

Doug Iger said: "I told the master before that among those half-waste instruments, there are still some that can be used. If the master has time and mood, he can also choose a few and come to play."

Chen Sixian nodded, Doug Iger said this when he was in the cement factory earlier.

But his mind was not there at that time, it was all on Lin Shiyun and Lin Guo.

After escorting the two home and drawing the talisman, he returned to the haunted house and got to work on things.

Until now, there is finally a moment of free time.

Who would have imagined that the "dharma weapon into essence" happened.

Isn't this haunted?
"Among those magic weapons, some of them can actually be counted as magic weapons, but because they are too damaged, they can't even match half of the magic weapons. Obviously, the owner of those magic weapons was once a powerful cultivator."

"For some reason, the magic weapon of that strong man was damaged to the point of being unusable, and was abandoned in the end. After going around in circles, it came to Ding Jianbo's hands and was hidden."

Chen Sixian's eyes lit up and said: "Becoming a spirit, that is to say, the magic weapon has its own consciousness, which is a good thing!"

"Yes, the master can just pass this time. It would be best if he can subdue him. If not, it would be good to have a look at other magic weapons."

Chen Sixian laughed: "Okay, then I'll go."

In the ticket hall, people frowned when they saw Chen Sixian answered the phone, thinking that the scene seemed to be in chaos, and there was bad news on the phone, which aroused Chen Sixian's disgust, so they were much quieter.

Now that Chen Sixian smiled, many female tourists felt as if their hearts had melted.

Some men even began to doubt their sexual orientation when they saw Chen Sixian's smile.

This is not just handsome, but gives people a feeling of spring breeze.

It seemed that the person standing opposite was not Chen Sixian, but an angel from heaven, bathed in the holy light, opened his hands, and the white wings behind his back slowly opened, making people want to quickly plunge into heaven.

In fact, they were completely wrong.

The feeling of being in the spring breeze is entirely due to Chen Sixian's happy face, not hiding his good breath, which led to a change in his own temperament.

From a seemingly ordinary person to a person exuding endless charm, people worship from the soul.

The weak eat the strong.

Not only the magic weapon and power, but also the power of the soul!
This is the horror of the Golden Core Realm!
Not only the strength has improved, but even the soul has undergone a qualitative change!

It is not difficult to judge life and death with one word and make people bow down.

Chen Sixian also noticed the changes in the eyes around him, and quickly restrained his breath.

Originally, his charismatic value was beyond the charts, and he became the owner of the haunted house who was only a little handsome with a faint smile on his face.

The vast majority of tourists only feel that they seem to be delusional.

But Yu Ji's complexion turned bitter, the Golden Core Realm is really extraordinary!
Xiao Ling'er was grinning. The improvement of Chen Sixian's elder brother's strength was a great thing for her!
It's better than eating the best ice cream!
Among the tourists queuing up at the back, there was a boy in a white school uniform who looked at Chen Sixian with disbelief.

"Cultivator! Gold Core Realm!"

"How did he achieve it? Why can't I even break through the Foundation Establishment Realm? Why is this?"

Thinking of this, Ye Tian's gaze towards Chen Sixian changed, and he said, "Could it be that there is some unknown secret hidden in this haunted house? I must go and see the newly opened scene."

Ye Tian took out three red banknotes from inside his clothes, and frowned.

Sure enough, after being reborn, the conditions at home are still so bad.

but it does not matter!
Ye Tian believes that as he steps into the path of cultivation, he will be able to heal his parents' hidden illnesses, and make them become practitioners like himself, and live forever!

However, there is still one problem...