Traveling through time as a fairy, others cultivate themselves as immortals while I raise ghosts

As Xiang Yang shouted, the special passage appeared again in the black clay pot, and a huge suction force came, pulling Li Lai and Zhang Huo into the dark passage.

"Congratulations to the host for successfully sending the ghosts Li Lai and Zhang Huo to the path of reincarnation. The ghosts' souls and spiritual powers were all stripped away and transferred to the host!"

As this sentence ended, a strange force suddenly burst out from Xiang Yang's body, stronger than before.

This power flowed into Xiangyang's limbs and bones, and flowed into every part of his body. He felt hot all over his body, and at the same time, he felt like there were countless ants biting him. Heart-breaking pain came from Xiangyang's whole body, and a black... Something weird was squeezed out of the pores on Xiang Yang's body again, and the stench spread from his body instantly. In just a moment, the whole room was extremely smelly.

However, at this moment, Xiangyang huddled on the ground like a quail, trembling all over.

The fear in his heart had overcome the pain all over his body, making him almost unable to feel the pain.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiang Yang finally calmed down, carefully raised his head and looked around.

When he saw the talisman that fell not far away from him, he immediately grabbed the talisman in his hands, his hands still shaking.

I finally mustered up the courage to stand up, took the talisman and started to look around, my feet even more ready to run out at any time.

Although there are countless evil spirits outside, the house is not a safe place.

Xiang Yang checked and found that he didn't see the two 'eldest brothers', and he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly ran to the door and put the talisman in place.

Xiang Yang sat exhausted not far from the door. He didn't dare to go to bed.

But at this moment, a foul smell came.

Xiang Yang touched it with his hands and found that the things on his hands were black and extremely greasy. They looked disgusting.

But now there is not a drop of water in Xiangyang's room, so it is impossible to take a bath. Let him go outside to fetch water, even if you beat him to death, he won't do it. He doesn't dare!

In the end, Xiang Yang could only take off his clothes and trousers, and then plucked up the courage to bring some clothes that he didn't usually wear. He wiped the black stuff on his body roughly, and then found a set of clothes to put on.

After doing all this, Xiangyang gradually calmed down. He remembered one thing, why did the voice appear in his head many times.

"Isn't it possible that a ghost has already entered my body?"

The first answer that Xiang Yang thought of was this. When he thought of this, his face instantly turned pale.

But then Xiang Yang thought that if this was really the case, this evil ghost should have no ill intentions towards him, otherwise he would have been unconscious long ago.

Thinking of this, Xiang Yang couldn't help but feel relieved, and then he bravely said: "Who was talking to me just now, come out?"

After Xiang Yang said this, his heart beat wildly and his legs began to tremble.

After waiting for a while, there was still no response, which made Xiang Yang feel relieved.

"Who was talking to me just now, come out?"

Xiang Yang plucked up the courage again and said what he just said again.

Just when these words were spoken, Xiang Yang felt a slight pain in the center of his eyebrows, and a dark clay pot suddenly appeared in front of him, suspended in the air.

Xiang Yang's heart couldn't help but tremble slightly, but fortunately, he had been getting along with this black clay pot for several years and was already very familiar with it. So although I was still extremely scared inside, at least I wasn't so frightened that I was completely confused like before.

"Is it really you who was talking just now?" Xiang Yang asked again.

At this moment, a figure slowly floated out from above the black clay pot. This was a young woman who looked to be in her thirties.

Xiang Yang was immediately frightened and took two steps back, but when he saw that this young woman seemed different from those evil ghosts, he couldn't help but stop.

"Are you a ghost too?" Xiang Yang asked bravely.

The young woman shook her head and said, "No, I am the spirit of the Holy Ghost Jar and also your servant!"

When Xiang Yang heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned. He had naturally heard of weapon spirits. Those disciples of the Wandai Immortal Sect who could fly with swords had weapon spirits in their spiritual swords.

"Did you help me just now?"

Xiang Yang remembered what happened just now and said quickly.

Upon hearing this, the young woman couldn't help but nodded and said: "Of course it's me. Master, your cultivation is too weak to activate the Holy Ghost Jar, so I have to activate it myself."

When Xiang Yang heard this, he couldn't help but feel relieved, and then he said, "Where were those fierce ghosts just now? Where are they now?"

When the young woman heard this, she couldn't help but said: "The master just agreed. I have sent them into reincarnation, and they have gone to reincarnation."

Upon hearing this, Xiang Yang felt completely relieved, and then asked, "Are there any ghosts in my room?"

The young woman nodded and said, "Of course there are, and there are quite a few!"

When Xiang Yang heard this, his scalp went numb and he quickly said, "Where are they? Why can't I see them?"

The young woman looked at Xiang Yang and said, "Master really wants to see them?"

Xiang Yang wanted to say no, but he was afraid. But when I thought about not being able to see it being more terrifying, I couldn't help but nodded quickly and said, "I really want to!"

The young woman nodded, and then said: "Master, cut your finger and drop the blood into the holy ghost jar, so that I can have telepathy with you!"

Upon hearing this, Xiang Yang nodded quickly. Recognizing the owner by dripping blood is absolutely true in the world of Xianxia, ​​and many spiritual weapons require this step.

Therefore, without any hesitation, Xiang Yang took out a small knife from his arms, cut his palm, then took two steps forward and dripped the blood from his palm into the black clay pot drop by drop.

As Xiang Yang's blood dripped, the phantom of the Holy Ghost Jar appeared in Xiang Yang's mind. At this moment, Xiang Yang suddenly had an intuition that he and the Holy Ghost Jar seemed to be integrated into one.

"Master, it's okay!" At this moment, Xiang Yang's mind suddenly remembered the young woman's voice.

Xiang Yang nodded quickly, and then moved his hand away from the black clay pot.

At this moment, the young woman stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Xiang Yang's eyes. Xiang Yang instantly felt that a strange power was integrated into his eyes.

With the integration of this power, Xiangyang felt severe pain in his eyes and couldn't help but quickly closed his eyes, tears continuously flowing down his eyes.

After a while, Xiang Yang finally felt better and couldn't help but slowly opened his eyes.

After Xiang Yang opened it, he was startled and closed it immediately! My heart suddenly started beating wildly.

"I saw it wrong, I saw it wrong, I must have seen it wrong!" Xiang Yang kept comforting himself in his heart.

Then he opened his eyes again, and at this moment, Xiang Yang could see clearly.

His body quickly retreated, the hairs all over his body stood up again, cold sweat broke out instantly, and a look of fear appeared in his eyes.