How to Be a Successful Ghost Cultivator

Even the fog is dead.

He sat on the steps of Ziqizong's training ground, touching his chest, and it took him a long time to react. He looked at the messy field in a daze, and turned his eyes dully, and then he saw his dead body.

At that time, I only felt a chill in my heart, and I didn't even have time to feel the pain, so I was already dead and couldn't die anymore. Looking at it now, my corpse is still a bit scary. Lian Wu, a lowly cultivation disciple of the outer sect, was able to resist. A large hole was cut in his chest by the fragments of the magic weapon, and bright red blood was still bubbling outside, seeping into the gaps in the jade floor tiles. Dye the ground red.

Fortunately, the fragment of the magic weapon was only passed through the chest. If it was placed in the abdomen, the intestines and stomach might bleed all over the place... Stop it!Think no more!Lian Wu hugged her head.

It took him half his salary to finally accept the fact that he was dead, and he stood up sullenly, only to find that the training ground had been cleaned up, and the traces of the previous fights had also been erased, as if there had never been a death here Like an outer disciple named Lian Wu.

"The little bastards of Juxiao Peak! They have fucking dog's eyes on the back of their heads." Lian Wu cursed inwardly with gritted teeth, full of resentment, it's no wonder, who would have thought that walking well would cause disaster?

Ziqi Sect is the leader of Daoist cultivators in the Sifang Continent, and the battle within the sect is not inferior to any sect. It is as common as today when two groups of disciples meet on a narrow road, the enemy is jealous, and they fight for a word.There are even unwritten rules in private, as long as people are not beaten to death or are not beaten to death, they will secretly hide it, and make a firm mark in their hearts, and beat them again next time.

But this is only limited to inner disciples. Outer disciples like Lian Wu are like ants and worthless in their eyes, so that even though Lian Wu died in front of the public, he is silent interest, no one will ask more questions.

Even Wu knew all this in his heart, and he only blamed himself for being inferior. If he had the strength of an inner sect disciple, or had a master as his backer, how could he have fallen into this situation?

So Lian Wu is now a lonely ghost.

When I was young, I heard the old people in the village say that after death, the soul will be detained by black and white impermanence to the underworld, and then cross the Naihe Bridge, drink Mengpo soup, forget the past and the past, and enter the six reincarnations. In the next life, you will either be a human or an animal , become a tiny member of the three thousand worlds.

However, at this time, Lian Wu did not see the ghost messenger in black and white clothes and holding an iron chain appearing from nowhere as the old man said, and took him to the underworld. , he has been afraid of the dark since he was a child, thinking that there would be no daylight in that hell, but at a loss, he didn't know where he should go.

Lian Wu, as a handyman disciple in the Ziqi Sect, obviously has no great background. He came to the Ziqi Sect at the age of six, and it has been nearly ten years now. There is a grandfather with a gray and white beard, who likes to laugh haha, the wrinkles on his face tremble when he laughs, he often touches Lianwu's little head, and says in a long voice, my Wuwu is a lucky person, Back then, a Taoist priest had calculated that in the future, there would be great nobles to help, live a long life, be rich and happy...

Later, a disease broke out in the village, and many people died. Grandpa stopped laughing. The wrinkles that used to shake when he laughed out loud were filled with sorrow. He would still touch Lian Wu's head and sigh long.However, one day, a Taoist priest passed by the village, begged for a bowl of water from their family, and took Lianwu away.

After pulling back his thoughts from the vague old events, Lian Wu was a little melancholy. He raised his eyes and saw that the sky was already dark, a few stars were hanging in the sky alone, and there was a lingering glow. I stood in a state of confusion for a while, not knowing where to go, so I had to go back to where I lived as usual.

It was amazing to say that after he found himself dead, he even walked much faster, lightly, as if he was not stepping on solid ground, and his body was also translucent. He couldn't help but feel a little worried, if a gust of wind came, Will I be scraped away?

After all, he was a half-grown boy with a simple mind, and he forgot his worries for a moment, and started to walk lightly, carefully feeling this experience that he had never experienced before.

The outer disciples of the Ziqi Sect live in the Outer Peak, which is the outermost area of ​​the sect. They are assigned to do various chores of the sect, such as cleaning and running errands, trivial matters, and they will only do the most trivial things when it comes to cultivation matters. Simple breathing and breathing into the body is the best, but it is only at the high stage of qi refining, after that is the foundation building hurdle, countless people died here, but there are still many people, They went on and on, desperately trying to squeeze into the gate of cultivation.

Only after building the foundation can one touch the threshold of the long road of cultivation, and live 100 years longer than ordinary people. However, among all living beings, how many people can successfully build the foundation?If it is really lucky, how many people will form alchemy in 100 years after the foundation is established?If you can't break through the alchemy, you can only watch the end come.

Lian Wu only has a mid-stage Qi refining cultivation, he has the aptitude of the four spirit roots of gold, wood, water and fire, and his spiritual energy is mixed, which is not a good material for cultivating immortals, so although he is depressed, he has no choice but to cherish the dream of becoming a great power of cultivation , in a few years, I will go down the mountain, find a good place, open a small shop to sell sundries, marry a virtuous woman, and this life will pass away happily, yes, maybe I will meet you again What about the nobleman that grandpa once said.

But the most tragic thing today is nothing more than this. Before the nobleman met him, he himself suffered misfortune and died in the sect. It can be seen that the Taoist priest is just a charlatan who is swindling and swindling everywhere.

Lian Wu was thinking about it boredly, and saw a person walking towards him, and took a closer look under the moonlight, it turned out to be Chen Papi, he was walking in a hurry, with a pair of small triangular eyes looking around furtively, as if he was worried about being bumped into.

Lian Wu suddenly became interested, and his heart was happy. This Chen Papi didn't know what ulterior things he was going to do. You should be unlucky today, and you will be in the hands of Grandpa Lian Wu.

He didn't go to the residence anymore, he turned around and followed behind Chen Papi, silently, if Chen Papi could see it, Custodian would be so scared that he would pee his pants, Lian Wu's behavior is really too penetrating, his The soul exudes a faint blue light under the silver-white moonlight. With one hand, it breaks Chen Jinsheng's shoulder, and with the other hand, it makes gestures to pinch his neck. It's really scary to go up.

Speaking of which, Chen Papi did have a lot of trouble with Lian Wu. Chen Papi was originally called Chen Jinsheng, and he was a small steward of the outer sect. Completely narrow-minded, he often makes up all kinds of excuses to withhold crystal stones and elixir from his disciples. Most of the disciples can only swallow their anger secretly, only begging him to show mercy and withhold less. I went to the big steward, but in the end, nothing happened.

If the matter is not resolved, Chen Jinsheng's hatred will be brought on instead, and he will be stumbled everywhere. A layer of skin was scraped off, so Chen Jinsheng was also known as Chen Shapi.

Chen Papi's nickname came from Lianwu. At that time, he was still young, in his early ten years old, and Chen Papi was greedy for something. He was very unhappy, so he went to find the chief steward and explained the matter. Seeking justice from the chief steward, the chief steward asked him: "You said that thing is yours, do you have any evidence?" Lian Wu replied in a daze: "I have brought the bodhi seed with me since I was a child, what proof do I need?" Is it?"

The chief steward shook his head, his voice was cold, and he said: "You can't protect your own things, so what do you come to ask others for?" You are fifty, go."

So Lian Wu couldn't file a complaint, so he got a good beating and lay down on the bed for more than ten days, and let Chen Jinsheng know about it. The disciples who were a little close to him on weekdays knew Chen Jinsheng's methods, and avoided him one after another. But far away, Lian Wu really had a harder time living in the outer gate later on, making things difficult everywhere, and Chen Jinsheng even died this time, partly due to Chen Jinsheng's credit.

This time he will encounter unexpected disasters, and it is also because Chen Jinsheng sent him to Juxiao Peak to deliver spirit tea. Those who are inferior to them are all ants, and they fight very desperately, regardless of the consequences. Generally speaking, ordinary people don't want to provoke them. Needless to say, I just want to stay away from these evil gods, how can anyone be willing to take this trip?

Besides, Juxiao Peak is not peaceful these days, there are frequent conflicts with the Xiaodao Peak on the top of the next mountain, broken arms and legs are almost common occurrences, who among the disciples in the sect will not avoid it?Chen Jinsheng did it deliberately, and Lian Wu was really affected, and his life was lost in vain, and he hated this person in his heart.

Seeing Chen Jinsheng sneaking towards the back of the inner gate, Wu Wu followed him without even thinking about it. He was not afraid of this person when he was alive, but now that he is dead, he is even more fearless.

Chen Jinsheng, who was on his way, didn't know that there was a ghost behind him. He walked more and more remote, passed the wild goose back to the forest, went around to Qixingtan, and walked back for half a stick of incense. There was a large piece of towering ancient trees, black , even the moonlight can't shine in, like a giant beast with its mouth wide open, lurking not far away, wanting to choose people and devour them.

This forest is very wide and stretches for hundreds of miles. It is named Wuxian Mountain, and the Ziqi Sect is built on this mountain. The mountain is full of towering giant trees that cannot be surrounded by four or five people. It's a bit eerie to go in, let alone it's late at night?Lian Wu couldn't help muttering in his heart, what exactly did Chen Jinsheng want to do here?