Cultivation Strategies Facial Paralyzed Junior Brother

The two of them were taken aback, and they were silent for a while. After a while, Erfeng murmured, "Look, someone is willing to support you. Brother Tan prefers you...you can use Xiao Jinjiao as you like."

Jin Jin turned into a battle armor before entering the country, and now she is wearing Han Bian's Yinluo clothes.Han Bian was choked up by Er Feng's neither soft nor hard, but he couldn't refute, so he tilted his eyeballs to that side, seeing that Tan Yunwei had picked up the magic circle again, and then bowed his head to take a closer look.

He was delighted in his heart, and trotted all the way to Tan Yunwei's side, he had to kneel down to hug him. Han Bian couldn't easily lose his identity as a senior brother, so he hugged his arm: "Junior brother, you must do what you say." In this way, Senior Brother, I will have hope for the rest of my life, so I thank you in advance."

Qin Yunwei said "hmm", stretched out a finger to tap the magic circle in front of him, then pointed to Han Bian's mouth, and tapped his lips, meaning that I am looking at the picture, please don't make noise.

Han Bian was stunned, and then couldn't help sticking out the tip of his tongue to lick the corner of his lips, but seeing that Tan Yunwei's expression was still indifferent, it turned out that he did it unintentionally.Han Bian's heart moved, and suddenly he felt that something was wrong, wondering if this is the case for all meditation?After all, they pay attention to the cleanliness of the six senses, and it is normal for them to be less humane.

He thought to himself, and decided to spend more time looking at this junior.

Two days later, Shu Xuanzhang sneaked up to report to Tan Yunwei, saying that Hengyue Hall was ready to go, and there were 300 subordinates accompanying him, and he managed to get a few places.There are quite a lot of rules in the underworld, please save face and don't act rashly after entering.

Tan Yunwei said: "I don't want you to worry about it. After going in, we will play by ear. If we can't do it, we will go our own way, and you will not be involved."

The three of them followed Shu Xuanjie to the ghost cultivator team going to the underworld, boarded an ebony-colored double-decker boat, and the three of them followed the instructions carefully without any flaws.Seeing Zhuang Kui standing in the bow of the boat in red and with a high crown, behind him is Yin Xuangan leading a pair of handsome boys and girls.Fang Jinrong was at his side in a dark green overcast dress, still tall and tall.

After the young man gave an order, the big ship took off slowly and flew towards the mountains behind Hengyue Palace.

As the mist from the mountains and mist gradually thickened, at first one could clearly see the surroundings of the ship a few feet away, but then the mist gradually became extremely cold. heavy cause.Although Han Bian has no spiritual power, but with the armor made of gold, he can still endure the bone-chilling cold.Er Feng's cultivation base was superficial, and after a while, he couldn't bear it any longer, and his teeth chattered.Tan Yunwei calmly pulled the two of them towards him, and Zhiyang Zhenqi formed a thin layer of protection, wrapping them in it.

This underworld seems to be some distance away from Hengyue Palace. The boat sailed for two or three days, but still hadn't arrived at the destination.That Zhuang Kui asked Yin Xuangan to bring Yan Bingchen up, and he went to see it two or three times a day.While watching him in the dark, he found that he had pulled Yan Bingchen to the deck and sat down, staring blankly at the old zombie face for an hour, and finally took out a small delicate mirror to look at himself, Looking at Yan Bingchen again, I don't know what they are comparing.

In the past, he only knew that the great ghost master loved beauty, but at this moment, Han Bian felt that he was really sick, and it was not serious.

On this day, the big ship finally gradually slowed down.I could hear the faint sound of mournful weeping in front of me, curling and touching.Fang Jinrong, who was standing at the bow of the boat, tentatively released his spiritual consciousness, but the spiritual consciousness was annihilated in the boundless mist.Zhuang Kuo said: "This place has already entered a tributary of the Styx River, and further ahead is the entrance to the underworld. There are some scattered little ghosts here, and they refuse to practice hard. They hum here every day and expect people to show mercy. Don't bother. .”

Not far away, all kinds of weird sounds are getting closer and closer, lingering around the boat, there seems to be the sound of moaning, crying, screaming, and the scratching sound of long nails digging on the wall of the boat, which makes people feel shivering in the back Zhuang Kuo suddenly shouted: "Go away. Whoever messes around again, I will beat him to death!"

All of a sudden, everything was silent.

Fang Jinrong asked: "I don't know the next thing, I need to ask the big ghost master. Since they are already ghosts, how can they be beaten to death?"

Zhuang Kuo said: "When a person dies, he becomes a ghost, when a ghost dies, he becomes a ghost, and he is beaten into a ghost. When we arrive, get off the boat. Pei Lanzhubai, lead the way."

The pair of young men and women behind him came out more and more, leading the way first.Dark mist filled all directions, and I still couldn't see my fingers.But as Peilanzhubai moved forward, some dots of light in the fog flashed one after another. If you look closely, you can see a large area of ​​flowers, a bare stem, and a cluster of fireworks on the top like a lion's head. The end of the fireworks is slightly shining dark red. The rays of light stretched together into a sea of ​​flowers.A quiet path in the sea of ​​flowers winds its way through the boundless chaos as thick as black ink.

Fang Jinrong looked around, but before he could ask, Zhuang Kuo said, "Manzhushahua, I don't know much, hum."

Fang Jinrong said: "I do have little knowledge, Lord Ghost Lord, please forgive me."

Han Bian and Qin Yunwei were at the end of the group. Seeing that the people in front were not paying attention, Han Bian bent down and pulled out a manjusawa flower into his sleeve.

There is a faint outline of a palace in front of it, with flying eaves and brackets, majestic and grand.Two pitch-black things came out from the hall all the way, and one of them hummed and chirped in a weak voice: "Is the great ghost lord coming? The nether world will lead the temple to shine! Great ghost lord, please, this one!" Is it a new guest? Ouch, the yang energy is so strong, the little ghost slave should stay away."

The corners of Zhuang Kui's lips curled up slightly, and he asked with a smile, "Master Young Master, do you think these two things are born black?"

Fang Jinrong looked at the two little ghosts with dark brows and indistinguishable eyebrows for a moment, and didn't have much to say, so he gave a soft "hmm".Unexpectedly, Zhuang Kuo continued: "I heard that there is a saying in Yuluozhou called 'the crow landed on the pig'. What is the last sentence?"

Fang Jinrong said: "I only see others being black."

Zhuang Kui wondered: "Eh? Isn't one blacker than the other?"

Fang Jinrong said: "It's normal to be darker. There are indeed rare men in the world with fair complexion like the Great Ghost Lord."

Zhuang Kui was finally satisfied, and said with a smile, "Forget your vision." Just as he finished speaking, another darker mass suddenly rolled out of the hall, turning into a gust of wind and rushing towards him, and then accidentally tripped over the threshold, plopping When he fell down, the guy scrambled and hugged Zhuang Kuo's leg: "Great ghost master, I have been waiting in this dark underworld for so many years, and I am looking forward to you!"

Zhuang Kui froze immediately, and after a while, he pulled his legs out of the thing's arms with difficulty, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Speak as you speak, what are you doing with your hands and feet?"

Fang Jinrong asked: "This is..."

Zhuang Kui said: "Old Jiang, the master of the reception hall. Let me ask you, Lao Jiang, ten years ago, I placed a group of souls brought back from the Sea of ​​Cymbidium spinosa around Liutian Palace. They cultivate the yin energy around here for a while, and if they can cultivate, they can practice the way of dead souls. Do you remember this, was there a ghost named Feng Fuming among them?"

Old Jiang hurriedly said: "I remember, there are probably tens of thousands of ghosts. As for Feng Fuming... there are so many people, Old Jiang, I really can't remember."

Zhuang Kuo knocked on his head conveniently: "Why didn't you register it at that time? Let you be lazy!"

Lao Jiang hurriedly said: "There is a registration book, I will wait for the old man to go in and look for it. The great ghost master is safe and don't be impatient. Please this way please." We welcomed Zhuang Kui and Fang Jinrong into the hall respectfully.

Tan Yunwei took a few steps forward, but he saw Peilan and Zhubai guarding the gate of the palace from left to right, and there was a layer of blackness and restraint outside the palace, so low-level followers like himself were not allowed to approach.He gestured to Han Bian, pulling Erfeng back without a trace, a little further away from the first hall.

The three of them looked around, and there was no sign of the manjusawa in this place. Behind them were large clumps of Guanyin bamboo, ghost spiders, dark-faced purple-backed grass, a nest of silk, etc. Han Bian also took the manjusawa in his sleeves. After coming out to look at it carefully, Erfeng leaned over and whispered: "Senior Brother Han, what is this?"

Han Bian said: "The great ghost master said that this is Manjusawa. From my point of view, it's just a thunder on the flat ground. It's just moistened by the extremely yin air here, and it has a little more yin spirit than the outside. .” He tentatively stuffed the spherical rhizome into Erfeng’s mouth: “It is said that this thing is fresh and sweet, so why don’t you try it?”

Erfeng hurriedly turned his head to avoid it, and solemnly shook his head: "Brother, do as you please."

Han Bian sneered, and pointed at the lush and abundant plants behind him: "Compared with the trees that can hurt people in the five-wood Yin Judgment Formation, these flowers and trees are nothing special. Extremely yin things are helpful for ghost cultivation. You see, those tall ones such as bloodthirsty maple and Guanyin bamboo all grow on the outer layer, forming a thick barrier, and ghost spider ghost grass and so on come in order to attract With the hall as the center, falling from high to low, this arrangement can effectively gather Yin Qi. Therefore, these plants do not grow naturally, but are artificially planted just like the five-wood Yin Gathering Formation."

Erfeng clicked his tongue: "It turns out that the underworld is like this, so... the ghosts are quite able to manage it, and the little days are quite nourishing, right?"

Han Bian said with a smile: "Who doesn't want to live a good life, no matter whether it's a human or a ghost, it has to be comfortable."

Suddenly, there was a slight fluctuation in the spiritual power in the reception hall, and then seeing Zhuang Kui and Fang Jinrong coming out, Fang Jinrong's face was slightly gloomy, and Zhuang Kui said with a mocking look on his lips: "It can't be my fault, I was still arrested How can you be so thoughtful and arrange a good place for them all? But since we know there are ghosts scattered around Liutian Palace anyway, let's look for them everywhere. Let's go." The old Jiang followed behind Zhuang Kuo, crying and chirping, he stared at him twice, and walked back to the reception hall in desperation.

Fang Jinrong remained silent with a sullen face, secretly thinking that since you can't arrange a good place for them, what are you taking them for?But Zhuang Kuo was always upright, he knew he couldn't argue, so he simply stopped the quarrel.

Erfeng said in a low voice: "Senior brother Han, why is Zhuang Dagui so powerful here? Could it be that he is the real body of Emperor Fengdu?"

Han Bian said: "Nonsense, where did the real body of Emperor Fengdu come from? He himself said that he is a living person, and he can practice the way of living souls."

Seeing Erfeng's bewildered face, he continued to explain: "Ghost cultivation can be roughly divided into the Dao of Living Soul, the Dao of Infant Soul, the Dao of Dead Soul, and the Dao of Blood Soul. Among them, only the Dao of Living Soul can be practiced by living people. People who practice the ghost way must first cultivate the body of the most yin, and then form the elixir of the yin and the baby of the yin. But if they are born with the body of the yin, they can skip the body training and directly form the yin elixir. This process of cultivation requires A large number of ghosts and negative plants assist in the practice. If the great ghost master cultivates the Dao of Living Soul, he must be born with very good aptitude. In terms of comprehension and speed of advancement, it can be regarded as a leader in ghost cultivation.

"As for the Dao of the Infant Soul, it was after the Nascent Soul cultivator accidentally fell. If the Nascent Soul survived and there was no possibility of taking it away at that time, the Nascent Soul could continue to practice the Ghost Dao, but it was slower to advance than a living monk, and the attack power was naturally lower. Weaker. The way of dead soul is that after death, the soul has not entered the cycle of reincarnation for various reasons, so it can be cultivated into ghost cultivation. This kind of ghost cultivation often carries great resentment, and it is easy to become evil ghosts. But if you accept it by chance Enlightenment, may be able to stimulate the spirit of forging ahead, and the attack power is higher than that of the baby soul.

"The way of the blood soul is more troublesome. There are not many records in the ancient books. It is said that he was a heinous villain in life, and he degenerated to evil after death. Absorb the Nascent Soul, Golden Elixir, body, soul, etc. that devour other monks to increase your cultivation base. The more you devour, the higher the lethality. It is said that it is extremely difficult to deal with. Moreover, because this kind of ghost cultivator eats more flesh and blood, it is more difficult to deal with than dead souls. Daoist monks can condense into a solid body very early, but it's just filthy."

Erfeng was fascinated by this, and finally said: "I used to be afraid of death, but it seems that there is no need to be afraid of death, and you can continue to practice ghosts. Senior brother, you know a lot. No one has ever told me about these things. , even Brother Rong didn't say it. Who taught you all this?"

Han Bian happily patted Erfeng on the shoulder: "Hahahaha, Feng Xiaoer, I just like to hear you praise me. It's just that you don't need to be taught. You have a raging heart for gossip."

After laughing, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly moved away from Erfeng: "Are you still afraid of me now? Don't you think that I am a virtuous corporal, gentle and amiable, wise, wise, martial, learned, talented, ugly and glorious?"

Erfeng said: "It's okay, it's okay."

The author has something to say:

I think it's fun to divide ghost repairs into several categories, which is purely fictional.

"When a man dies, he becomes a ghost, and when a ghost dies, he becomes a ghost." The original words come from Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio.

Another: The scientific name of Lycoris safflower is poisonous and cannot be eaten, so remember it.