Fast Transmigration: Black Moonlight Sharks Are Crazy in Shura Field

Huhuhu-!
Resentment roared upwards, Ling Chan was protected by Fu Yaoguang in his arms, and the faint white light blocked all the resentment.

"What is your light?" Ling Chan asked curiously.

"It's my spiritual energy externalized." Fu Yaoguang explained in a hoarse voice: "The spiritual energy is transformed from the clean energy of the world, which can resist these turbid energy."

Ling Chan nodded, and touched her belly helplessly. Her dantian was empty, and she didn't have any spiritual energy at all.

Fu Yaoguang's hand rested lightly on her shoulders, sending some spiritual energy into Ling Chan's body.

The dry meridians were nourished, like nectar after a long time, making Ling Chan almost sigh in comfort.

Fu Yaoguang said in a low voice: "Next, just find the most critical part of this living sacrifice formation, destroy it, and then you can leave."

Ling Chan raised her eyebrows: "Have you studied the formation?"

"No." Fu Yaoguang said indifferently: "I don't need to be proficient in formations, I can sense the flow of pure and turbid air, and those places with unusual trajectories are the key points."

Ling Chan: "..."

Even if she had already accepted Fuyaoguang's extremely talented setting, she couldn't help cursing in her heart: God damn it!You are eccentric!
"But the problem now is that in this pit, no matter whether the clean or turbid air is sucked away by the things above." Fu Yaoguang added.

Now, the underground is empty, clean and empty, how is Fu Yaoguang going to find the key to the formation based on the clear and turbid air?
Ling Chan figured this out, sighed unconsciously, and said in a low voice, "Do you know how this formation came about?"

Fu Yaoguang shook his head.

He blocked and killed gods and Buddhas all the way, except for the white mist that turned into Ling Chan, no ghost could survive in front of him.

He didn't care about the whole story, anyway, it was enough for him to know that the culprit, Hu Zhengchang, had been brought to justice.

Ling Chan told Fu Yaoguang what she knew, and she took out the piece of talisman that held the Taoist priest, and asked with a smile, "Do you think he is trustworthy?"

Fu Yaoguang heard Ling Chan's implication, his eyes softened, and he whispered, "It's all up to you."

He likes simple and brutal crushing with force, but if Ling Chan wants to get rid of the cocoons and know the truth, of course he will support Ling Chan.

Ling Chan flicked the talisman paper and awakened the monks living in the talisman paper.

"Have we left Hanshan?" The young monk floated out of the talisman with a smile, his tone was brisk, but he restrained his smile when he saw the surrounding environment.

"...We didn't go out."

He asked himself dryly.

Ling Chan told him: "My companion and I are trapped here, we don't understand the formation, but you participated in the construction at least, do you have any clues to destroy the formation?"

The ghost cultivator pursed his lips and looked around. He hesitated, "I can try, but I've been dead for 80 years, so I'm not sure."

"It doesn't matter." Ling Chan said very gently: "If you fail, you will die again at worst. My friends and I will accompany you on the road. The three of us can still have a companion on the road to Huangquan, so we are not alone."

Cultivator Ghost: "..."

Who wants to die again? !
With Ling Chan's words, he gritted his teeth and started working, searching carefully.

He took Ling Chan and Fu Yaoguang around in circles in this not too big and not too small underground, changing directions from time to time... After a while, he reached the destination.

The place where Ling Chan fell.

A place where bones form mountains.

The Taoist pointed to the pile of bones and said, "It's right here."

So Fuyao Guang drew his sword and stepped forward.

The sword light was dazzling, as startling as a flood dragon.

The Taoist ghost floated to Ling Chan's side, and whispered embarrassedly: "Well... I don't know your name yet?"

Ling Chan pondered, "Oh?"

The Taoist priest added in a panic, "My name is Yu Sijiu! You see, we have known each other for so long, shouldn't we exchange names!"

"You're right." Ling Chan squinted her almond eyes, her smile was as sweet as apricot nectar in spring, "Hello, Yu Sijiu, I'm Wen Lingchan."

Yu Sijiu pursed his lips and smiled, he was already fair and handsome, but when he smiled shyly and timidly, he looked younger, he couldn't tell at all that he was an old monster who had been dead for a long time.

Yu Sijiu said warmly: "After your friend breaks the formation, you can leave, and everything in Hanshan will return to normal, and the city residents can enter the mountain freely. But remember to tell the current chief of Huachun Mansion to Pay more attention to the movement of Hanshan, the terrain here is special, especially suitable for..."

Yu Sijiu paused for a moment, he couldn't say anything, he gestured to the surrounding environment, and continued: "This formation is almost going to succeed, and after it is done... the whole Huachun will not have a living."

"What exactly is this formation used for?" Ling Chan asked with a brow.

"This formation can turn the life of the living sacrifice into cultivation and fill the user's cultivation."

"Even people who can't practice can also have aura through this method."

——People who can’t practice?
Ling Chan immediately thought of Xue Xingchi.

Yu Sijiu looked at her expression and was silent for a while.

The two of them watched Fu Yaoguang condescendingly, holding swords in their hands, looking for a suitable opportunity.

At half pay, Yu Sijiu said: "I probably won't be able to leave here...will you always remember my name?"

Ling Chan raised her eyebrows: "Why? Why can't you leave here?"