ghost master

Han Lin was slightly puzzled: "A handsome man?"

Wang Xiaopang scratched the back of his neck, and explained embarrassingly: "The name I gave to Lei Ling... On the way I came to find you, I met an alchemy demon cultivator, and Lei Ling knocked my ass away to protect me. Then we lost touch."

This name... Han Lin didn't know how to evaluate Wang Xiaopang's taste. He looked at Wang Xiaopang who was anxious, and said lightly, "I don't blame you for this. After you wash your body, the deity will accompany you to look around. try to find."

Although Han Lin said so, he felt that the possibility of finding Lei Ling was very small. The little thing had sneaked away once, and it took him four days to catch it back.

Seeing that Han Lin didn't scold him, Wang Xiaopang couldn't help but let out a long breath, and then continued to scrub his body in the stream with a towel.

After Wang Xiaopang took a shower and got dressed, Han Lin asked him to try to recite the mantra of recall. Wang Xiaopang pinched his hands and recited the incantation silently, but there was no response.

Seeing that there was no response to the recalling formula, Wang Xiaopang immediately drooped his face, and became more and more worried about Lei Ling's situation.

"Master, what should we do?" Wang Xiaopang asked Han Lin anxiously, "Is it dead?"

"It's a heaven and earth spirit beast, so it doesn't die so easily." Han Lin denied it, and told Wang Xiaopang bluntly: "It probably ran away."

Wang Xiaopang was taken aback: "Run away?"

"Yeah." Han Lin nodded, and saw Wang Xiaopang lowered his head sadly.

"I ran away..." Wang Xiaopang said with a sense of loss, his dark eyes glowed with moisture, and his depressed and sad appearance looked like a puppy abandoned by its owner.

Seeing Wang Xiaopang's appearance, Han Lin hesitated for a while, and then said to him: "Try again, you force a drop of blood from your body, and then read the recall formula, but the sequence is reversed when pinching the hand formula. Come here, so that this drop of blood essence can sense the drop of blood essence you injected into Lei Ling's body, and the sensing range will be doubled."

Han Lin was actually unwilling to let Wang Xiaopang use this method, because every drop of blood essence consumed was a kind of damage to the monk, and it would take a long time to recuperate.

Wang Xiaopang didn't care what would happen to his body, he heard that there was still a way, and immediately tried it without hesitation, but it was easy to force out the essence and blood, but it was much more difficult to pinch the hand formula upside down, he tried seven or eight times only succeed.

One by one, the handprints turned into light and shadow and penetrated into the drop of blood essence suspended in the air. When the blood essence turned golden, it buzzed and trembled in the air for a while, and then flew away in one direction.

Han Lin didn't expect that Jingxue could actually sense Lei Ling, and he followed immediately, leaving Wang Xiaopang behind without hesitation.

"Master! Wait for me!" Wang Xiaopang chased after him, but he couldn't fly yet, so he could only watch helplessly as Han Lin's figure in front of him became smaller and smaller, and disappeared from his sight at the last turn.

Wang Xiaopang's heart skipped a beat, and he hastily exerted all his strength to speed up the chase, but it didn't help. Not only did he not see Han Lin's figure in the end, he even saw Han Lin's figure. The senses are gone.

was dropped...

Wang Xiaopang stood in the woods with a bitter face, he didn't know where to chase him, he hesitated a few times, and finally just sat down and waited here.

"Run so fast...it doesn't matter if I can keep up..." Sitting on a rock, Wang Xiaopang muttered, rubbed his nose with the back of his hand unhappily, and then took out a corn from the storage bag. .

Anyway, idle is idle, let's eat!

Wang Xiaopang stuck the corn with a chopstick, and conjured a fireball with magic, and started his corn roasting time. When the corn was roasted, he suddenly felt Han Lin appearing in the southeast direction of him.

Wang Xiaopang was taken aback. He glanced towards the southeast, then lowered his head to look at the roasted corn in his hand, calculated the time in his heart, and felt that the corn was edible, so he lowered his head and gnawed it as fast as possible. After he gnawed all the corn kernels into his mouth, he puffed out his cheeks and quickly dug a hole in the ground, then threw the corncobs in, covered the soil with his feet, and waited for Han Rin come here.

Wang Xiaopang swallowed his last bite, just as Han Lin appeared at the end of the forest, Wang Xiaopang straightened his clothes, pretending that he hadn't eaten anything, and walked towards Han Lin.

Han Lin was holding a rope made of spiritual energy, and the other end of the rope was tied to Lei Ling's round body, and he dragged him on the ground. Where Lei Ling's butt passed, the flowers and plants were burnt to black The color leaves a long trail behind.

Lei Ling looked very weak, even his dead fish eyes were no longer sharp, and he couldn't even levitate his body, so he could only be dragged by a rope like this by Han Lin, which showed that he was indeed very weak at this time.

Seeing Lei Ling's appearance, Wang Xiaopang immediately ran over to pick him up from the ground in distress.

"Master, why are you dragging it like this? There are so many gravels on the ground, how painful it should be." Wang Xiaopang reached out to touch Lei Ling's butt and rub it for him.

"I don't want to touch it." Han Lin said expressionlessly. Firstly, he couldn't directly touch Lei Ling without being shocked like Wang Xiaopang. Somewhat repulsive.

Although Wang Xiaopang felt sorry for Lei Ling, he didn't dare to blame Han Lin. He held the chubby Lei Ling with both hands and looked at it. He was about to ask what was wrong with him when he heard Lei Ling in his hand making a slightly funny sound. .

"Chirp, chirp, chirp." Lei Ling looked at Wang Xiaopang with dead fish eyes, saying:

What the fuck.

"..." Wang Xiaopang's worried words suddenly choked in his throat. He was silent for a while, then turned his head and asked Han Lin: "Master, it's in such a poor spirit, what should we do?"

"Feed it some electricity." Han Lin said, staring at the corn crumbs at the corner of Wang Xiaopang's mouth.

"Oh!" Wang Xiaopang's eyes lit up, he held the ball-shaped Thunder Spirit in his left hand, and raised his index finger in his right hand. A small spherical lightning gradually appeared on Wang Xiaopang's fingertips. When the meatball was that big, Wang Xiaopang held it with his fingertips and handed it to Lei Ling's eyes.

"Handsome man, come here." Wang Xiaopang coaxed Lei Ling in his arms, wanting to see how it eats lightning.

Lei Ling looked sleepily at Wang Xiaopang, then at the "Lightning Ball", it hesitated for a while, and then opened its big mouth abruptly.

Wang Xiaopang was startled by Lei Ling's big mouth, he thought it had no mouth, but suddenly a long slit appeared from its body under the eyes, like a watermelon split in two.

Wang Xiaopang stabilized his mind, and lightly flicked the "Lightning Ball" on his fingertips into Lei Ling's big mouth. When Lei Ling closed his mouth, his mouth was no longer visible, and there was no movement of chewing. , but those thin electric arcs all over his body jumped a few times.

"Ji——" Lei Ling narrowed his dead fish eyes, enjoying himself.

Wang Xiaopang was overjoyed, and fed Lei Ling fifteen "Lightning Balls" in a row. When he wanted to continue feeding, Han Lin stopped him.

"Enough." Now that Han Lin has withdrawn his evil soul, he doesn't plan to stay here too long: "Save some spiritual power, I will teach you to fly with a sword, and then return to the sect."

Wang Xiaopang, who was holding Lei Ling, was taken aback for a moment, then became excited: "Okay, okay!"

Wang Xiaopang wanted to learn how to fly Yujian for a long time, but Han Lin was afraid that his head would be exposed when his head was hot, so he was reluctant to teach him. As for this, there would be no way. It will take more than half a month to run back from here.

Learning to fly with a sword naturally requires the use of a sword, but when Wang Xiaopang wanted to take out his big sword from his storage bag, he belatedly remembered that his big sword had been destroyed in that cave .

"What should I do?" Wang Xiaopang was in a hurry. Han Lin was finally willing to teach him to fly with a sword, but he lost his sword.

Han Lin looked cold: "It's okay, what is in your storage bag that is similar to a sword? And it can't be too small."

Wang Xiaopang rummaged through his storage bag, and then took out a broom and a sugar cane with leaves on it.

"Can these two work?" Wang Xiaopang grabbed the broom with one hand and sugarcane with the other, looking at Han Lin with expectation.

Han Lin was silent for a moment, then pointed at the broom helplessly: "This one."

"Okay!" Wang Xiaopang happily put the sugar cane back into the storage bag, just right, he still wants to keep the sugar cane for later!

When Wang Xiaopang was ready, Han Lin began to teach him: "Put your mind on the broom, control it to float in the air, and then use your spiritual power to jump on it, and the moment your feet touch the broom Inject power into it, let the spiritual power pass through the broom and return to the body from the soles of the feet, forming a cycle, and the spiritual power will be lost a little during the cycle. You are using a broom instead of a regular spiritual weapon, so it will consume more spiritual power. "

After Han Lin finished speaking, he asked Wang Xiaopang to try: "It's not a difficult thing, you can do it once."

Wang Xiaopang nodded, followed Han Lin's instructions to float the broom, and then used his spiritual power to jump up, but the broom sank as soon as he jumped up, and he fell to the ground with the broom under his feet.

Wang Xiaopang, who failed, looked at Han Lin with some anxiety. When he jumped up, his left foot injected spiritual power into the broom, but he immediately felt a resistance, so he fell off before he could retract his right foot.

Sure enough, it is more difficult to use a broom. If it is a spiritual weapon, there will be no such great resistance for the spiritual power to circulate inside.

"Continue." Han Lin responded lightly.

Wang Xiaopang then tried again. Fortunately, Yujian flying is really not difficult. After half an hour of trying, he finally succeeded. When the spiritual power circulated through the broom and his body, the broom seemed to be no longer a broom, but changed into a broom. became part of his body.

"It's so light!" Wang Xiaopang stepped on the broom and spun around at a height of one meter from the ground. He felt that his whole body was light and light. This new and unique feeling made his excited face flush.

Han Lin saw that Wang Xiaopang had learned it, so he ordered: "Go back to the sect, and when the spiritual power in the body is almost exhausted, find a place where there is no one to sit down and meditate to replenish the spiritual power."

"Oh!" Wang Xiaopang waved to Lei Ling who was sitting on the ground. Lei Ling, who was still in a weak state, hesitated for a moment, then floated unsteadily towards Wang Xiaopang, and was embraced by him.

Wang Xiaopang hugged Lei Ling and controlled the broom to rise vertically into the sky, and then flew in the red-pink sea of ​​clouds under the red sunset glow, with an excited and happy smile on his face.

Han Lin floated beside him, he squinted his amber eyes, stared at Wang Xiaopang's face for a while, and then looked forward indifferently.

"Wipe your mouth, there are corn dregs."

Wang Xiaopang's smiling face froze, his small body trembled, and he almost fell from the sky.

……

Tian Zixuan and Chen Mulin arrived at the sect two days earlier than Wang Xiaopang, and they used regular spirit weapons to fly, so they stopped to replenish their spirit power less often and came faster.

When they went to hand in the task, they reported the situation in Changxi Prefecture, confirmed to Zongmen that it was the demon cultivators who were causing the chaos, and handed over the bodies of two of them.