ghost master

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When summer entered, Wang Xiaopang announced to the public that he had ascended to the fourth level of the Qi Refining Stage, but in fact he had almost reached the fifth level.

Han Lin had calculated the time well. At this time, Wang Xiaopang entered the fourth floor to show his amazing talent without appearing too fast.

Everyone in the sect is envious of Wang Xiaopang, he is undoubtedly the most potential disciple in the outer sect, and some people even think that he can take over Han Lin's position as the next Xue Zun.

But Wang Xiaopang himself has no interest in Xue Zun's position, he is now having trouble with Xue Zun himself.

"Master, let me tell you, you will lose me if you do this." Wang Xiaopang lay on the bed with his butt bare, and complained to Han Lin very aggrieved.

Han Lin began to train Wang Xiaopang's reaction ability and courage in the past two months. He attacked Wang Xiaopang once in about three or four days, each time full of murderous intentions, but Wang Xiaopang either froze on the spot or did not respond. Of course, the result was He was spanked by Han Lin with a ruler.

For example, today, Wang Xiaopang was squatting in the latrine and flipping through his comic books, when Han Lin suddenly walked out half a person from the wall, raised an ice blade and wiped Wang Xiaopang's neck fiercely.

Wang Xiaopang didn't even hide, he was completely fascinated by reading the comic book, the ice blade was emitting a chilly air from the back of his neck, but he just shivered and continued to read his comic book.

Han Lin's complexion immediately darkened, and he stretched out his hand to pat his head. Wang Xiaopang looked up and greeted Han Lin who was half embedded in the wall disapprovingly.

"Master, in another 5 minutes, I'll finish reading this chapter."

Squatting in the toilet is Wang Xiaopang's precious lazy time. He takes advantage of that he is a monk, and his legs won't go numb after squatting for a long time, so if Han Lin doesn't urge him, he can squat naked in it for a day.

Wang Xiaopang has not yet completely got rid of the *mortal womb, so if he is really anxious, Han Lin will naturally let him go, but Han Lin is very upset that he is squatting in the latrine without shitting, so the ice blade "swish, swish, swish" in Wang Xiaopang's hands. Xiaopang slashed dozens of knives in front of his eyes, and the comic book was broken into pieces, and pieces fell from Wang Xiaopang's hands.

Wang Xiaopang was just seeing the key point, when Han Lin ruined the book suddenly, he was very unhappy, and was about to get angry, when he looked up and saw Han Lin's face was so stinky, he lost his nerve immediately.

"That... Master..."

Without waiting for Wang Xiaopang's explanation, Han Lin conjured up an ice crystal ruler, and slapped Wang Xiaopang's little butt three times, leaving three red marks. Wang Xiaopang fell forward on the spot, his head He fell to the ground, his little butt pouted to the sky, and tears fell straight down.

"Put on your pants and come out immediately." Han Lin threw the ruler into the latrine, turned and left with a cold face.

After two months of training, the effect is negligible. Is it Wang Xiaopang's natural lack of crisis awareness or is he used to him?

This is a big question.

Wang Xiaopang buried his face on the ground and cried for a few minutes, and spent a few more minutes wiping his buttocks before he came out of the latrine and climbed onto the bed with his hot buttocks twisting.

To strike three times with a ruler at once...

Wang Xiaopang felt that Han Rin had gone too far this time. In the past, it was difficult for him to sit down after only one punishment. Now his buttocks were suddenly swollen with three red marks. He couldn't even lie on his side, so he could only lie on his stomach.

As for taking off his pants, he wanted to dry his butt, so that his red butt could cool down quickly.

Han Lin was floating in the air, he stared at Wang Xiaopang expressionlessly, and then asked him, "Can't you feel the murderous aura that this deity exudes just now?"

Wang Xiaopang hummed with red eyes: "I'm reading."

"If a person wants to assassinate you, he doesn't care whether you are reading or sleeping."

"Who wants to assassinate me but you?" Wang Xiaopang was also angry. His book was torn, his butt was beaten, and he almost fell into the latrine, so he couldn't help but get angry at Han Lin: "If I mess with you, that's fine. But I haven't provoked you yet."

Han Lin's face was gloomy, and the hostility came out of his body. He was silent for a moment, and then floated in front of Wang Xiaopang.

"Why?" Wang Xiaopang glared at him.

Han Lin didn't speak, he leaned over and fell on Wang Xiaopang's body. Wang Xiaopang was taken aback, and was about to dodge to the side when the scene in front of him changed, and the person appeared in the air.

"Wang Xiaopang" lying on the bed glanced coldly at Wang Xiaopang in the air, he got up from the bed neatly, put on his pants and went outside.

Wang Xiaopang didn't know why, so he saw Han Lin going out with his body, thought for a while and didn't follow, but sat cross-legged in the air and continued to sulk.

Han Lin walked away for two hours, Wang Xiaopang faintly felt that something was wrong, so he floated unsteadily outside, and then stood naked on the roof and looked in one direction.

He could feel his body somewhere in that direction, and Han Lin actually took his body out of the sect.

strangeness.Wang Xiaopang became suspicious, but what made him very uneasy was that his sensitivity to his own body was gradually weakening.

Han Lin told Wang Xiaopang a long time ago that he can possess his body for half a day at most, and if it takes more than half a day, his spirit, which is a thousand times stronger than Wang Xiaopang, will completely occupy Wang Xiaopang's body, that is, seize the body. After losing him, it is impossible for Wang Xiaopang to return to his body, unless his spirit becomes stronger than Han Lin, and then he takes his body back.

Duoshe is a so-called ghost looking for someone to die in a scapegoat among ordinary people. Wang Xiaopang didn't want to be Han Lin's scapegoat at all, so he tiptoed the air and flew towards his body.

Han Lin took Wang Xiaopang's body far away, and Wang Xiaopang was still unable to control the soul body proficiently, so it took him three hours to find Han Lin.

Five hours have passed, if Wang Xiaopang can't return to his body in the next hour, he will be finished.

"Master, why did you come here?" Wang Xiaopang complained while floating in the air. He hadn't seen Han Lin yet, but he could feel that he was ten meters ahead. The forest was too dense and full of trees. He estimated that he would have to float another five or six meters to see Han Lin.

This forest is located in the southwestern area of ​​Snow Sky Sect, called Xueye Ridge, which is also the area of ​​influence of Snow Sky Sect, and there are many wild spirit beasts raised by Snow Sky Sect.

Captive spirit beasts are not as powerful as wild ones. This is recognized in the cultivation world. Wild spirit beasts are much stronger than captive ones in all aspects after being eliminated and experienced by nature. Captive spirit beasts are used as natal spirit beasts, and most monks are more willing to go to the wild to collect one.

Wang Xiaopang walked around a few thick trees, and finally saw Han Lin's figure, no, it should be his own figure.

On a piece of snow, an 11-year-old boy stood there with his back straight, surrounded by bright red blood, and a wolf with light gray fur lay there, with a bloody hole the size of a fist in his chest. Already dead.

It is obviously the same body, the same appearance, and the same age. When Wang Xiaopang uses it, others think he is a naive child, but when Han Lin uses it, others think he is a calm boy. The difference is only Temperament, but the feeling is completely different.

Wang Xiaopang was stunned, he looked at his "self" covered in blood, his heart was beating fast, and for the first time in his life, he felt that his face was so terrifying.

Han Lin gently wiped away the blood that splashed on his mouth with the back of his hand, and said coldly, "Your body is really not used to it."

"Then give it back to me..." Wang Xiaopang said a little flustered. At this time, his connection with his body had become very weak, and he had to return to his own body as soon as possible.

"Do you really think that this deity cares about your body?" Han Lin stared at Wang Xiaopang gloomyly with the dark pupils that belonged to Wang Xiaopang: "If this deity really wanted to take you away, I would have killed you long ago."

As soon as Han Lin finished speaking, Wang Xiaopang lost his mind, and by the time he realized it, he had already returned to his body.

The smell of blood rushed to his face, the strong smell made Wang Xiaopang's stomach churn, and faintly nauseated, he quickly wiped his face with his sleeve, only to find that the sleeve was also soaked in dark red blood.

Well, a lot of blood...

Wang Xiaopang panicked. Although he saw a lot of wolf blood on his body before, he could truly feel so much blood when he returned to his body. It not only looked red on the surface, but also seeped into his clothes, sticky The paste sticks to his body, and it feels disgusting.

"Wolves live in groups. If I killed one, the wolves will come to you soon." Han Linpiao said in the air, and then disappeared through a towering giant tree under Wang Xiaopang's horrified gaze. .

Han Lin's emotionless voice came from afar in the cold air:

"Your talent for cultivating immortals is excellent, but your disposition is too bad. You are pampered, lazy, lacking in ambition, and have no sense of crisis. What is the use of my deity cultivating a person like you?"

Han Lin left, leaving Wang Xiaopang standing alone on the blood-stained snow.

Wang Xiaopang felt cold all over his body, and now his buttocks, which had felt so painful before, didn't feel any.

Howling wolves sounded in the distance, and then there was the sound of wild beasts galloping fast on the snow. Wang Xiaopang turned his head in a daze, and saw a group of giant wolves with gloomy eyes.

He suddenly remembered his dissatisfaction with Han Lin in the room and complained:

Master, let me tell you, you will lose me if you do this.