The Opening Concocts Aura Recovery

But she happened to hit the soul-locking needle, and the few remaining bones emitted thick smoke.

"Ahhh, I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled, I'm just one step away from being able to attract Ziqi from the east!"

When it finally dissipated, Ghost let out an angry roar unwillingly.

"Purple Qi coming from the east!? What is this?"

Lin Mo frowned off the screen.

This ghost does not seem to be intelligent, so it is impossible for it to develop a way of cultivation.

It is so powerful because of its obsession and strength in life.

The obsession in life will turn the soul that has not dissipated into a ghost, and the purple air from the east that the ghost nun said should be its obsession.

It's just that Lin Mo has never heard of this thing.

He went to Du Niang of the Azure Dragon Club to search, but found that there was no information either.

Either this thing doesn't exist, or it's blocked.

Lin Mo is more inclined to be blocked.

"Perhaps the realm after Yuandan realm!"

Lin Mo said to himself.

"Little girl!"

At this time, Yan Chixia in the live broadcast room also realized that the ghost nun had faked her death just now. He supported Zhao Zhiruo, and then injected mana into her body.

An evil ghost of Guini's level can easily kill ordinary warriors even if they leak a trace of ghostly aura.

Zhao Zhiruo is now corrupted by ghost energy.

If she is not instilled with mana, Zhao Zhiruo will be disabled if she does not die.

"Thank you...thank you, hero!"

Zhao Zhiruo now feels like her meridians have been frozen, which is extremely uncomfortable.

When Yan Chixia put her hand on her body, she felt a force different from internal force circulating in her body.

She wanted to use her body to remember this power, but she found that her inner strength could not touch this power at all.

"All right!"

Yan Chixia didn't care about Zhao Zhiruo's attempt to analyze her strength, and after expelling the ghost energy, he withdrew his hand.

"Thank you hero!"

Zhao Zhiruo hastily thanked her again.

Then the two tidied up and cleaned the Buddhist hall again.

"Little girl, there are still many ghosts out there, but it seems that they are not going to make a move today. You can stay here for one night. I will send you out of the forest tomorrow!"

Yan Chixia sat cross-legged on the ground, looked outside, and said with a heavy face.

Upon hearing his words, Zhao Zhiruo showed panic.

"No way, hero, are there other ghosts here?"

Zhao Zhiruo originally thought that the temple would be safe after the ghost nuns were eliminated, but she didn't expect that there were many more!

"This place is a very dark place, and it was a mass grave in ancient times. Naturally, there are a lot of ghosts and monsters. I chose to escape here because it is difficult for strangers to get close to!"

Yan Chixia shook her head. In his memory, the tree demon outside was the strongest existence in the vicinity.

Compared with them, ghosts are nothing more than third-rate goods.

When Zhao Zhiruo heard his confirmation, she hurriedly moved a little closer to him.

Not only that, she also turned on all the bright flashlights, for fear that the surrounding area would become dark again.

"Don't worry, I won't mess with them, you'll be fine as long as you don't leave the temple!"

Seeing her like this, Yan Chixia comforted her.

Zhao Zhiruo breathed a sigh of relief.

"Just now you wanted to worship me as your teacher, right?"

After putting away Xuanyuan Shenjian, Yan Chixia asked.

He hates evil like a vengeful, but he also knows how to repay kindness.

Although the ghost nun couldn't hurt him just now, Zhao Zhiruo saved him once.

Yan Chixia didn't want to owe her a favor, so he wanted to return it now.

"Yes, hero, please accept me as your apprentice!"

Zhao Zhiruo quickly knelt down, the hero let go, how could she not seize this opportunity.

In this era, various sects reformed one after another, and the Emei School also took the road of modernization.

These outer disciples can only be regarded as students who pay tuition to go to school, not as disciples of a certain Emei master.