How to Be a Successful Ghost Cultivator

Seeing Lian Wu's question, Hualao felt relieved, and said in a low voice, "Is it obvious that those people are looking for trouble? That Yu Qian is also stupid, but he still wants to hide it. Thinking about it, he really found something in the woods. To swallow alone is to endure in every possible way."

Lian Wu also agreed: "If you ask me, the people from the Spirit Beast Sect don't seem to have a very good brain. They actually started fighting in front of the Pill Sect, making others laugh for nothing."

"That's right." Hua Lao nodded, the two looked at each other, and both laughed tacitly in a low voice, and the rift caused by Lian Wu's unobstructed words disappeared.

"Tell me, what is in Yu Qian's bag? Touch it several times." Lian Wu couldn't help asking curiously.

"Who knows? Maybe it's some kind of natural treasure? Or some kind of spirit beast?" Hualao looked at it for a long time, then suddenly said: "What's going on? Is this about to fight each other? Why is there a fight? "

Lian Wu raised his eyebrows and said: "I think that Zhou Ziyuan is doing something weird again. Since you and I have noticed Yu Qian's movements, Zhou Ziyuan must have been coveting for a long time, and it is not unusual to not be able to resist and do it directly."

"That's true." Hua Lao nodded and said, "Is this a plan to snatch it? Then Yu Qian must not follow."

"Thinking about the domineering rules of the Spirit Beast Sect, there is never anything important? You and I just watch the fun." Lian Wu smiled casually.

Sure enough, Zhou Ziyuan ignored everyone's eyes, restrained Yu Qian with one move, snatched the spirit beast bag from his waist, opened it, and said triumphantly: "Maybe there are some tokens and evidence, let me know at a glance." .”

"Where are these brothers and sisters? It's clearly an enemy." Hua Lao frowned while eating the fruit. He was always kind-hearted, and he couldn't understand such methods.

"The Spirit Beast Sect must have done a lot of things like this, and they are very familiar with it." Lian Wu has always been disliked by this sect.

Seeing that his spirit animal bag had been snatched away, Yu Qian immediately struggled vigorously, but he was already imprisoned by magic, no matter how strong he was, it would be futile, he shouted hoarsely: "Zhou Ziyuan! Don't bully people too much! When I return to the sect, I will report this matter to the elders, you openly oppressed the fellow sect—"

Suddenly, he was stunned, and the shouting stopped suddenly, the spirit beast bag opened, and a cub fell out from it, like a little leopard, with snow-white fur and dark purple stripes on it, lo and behold It's so cute you almost want to touch it.

Lian Wu's originally lazy eyes suddenly lit up, straightened up to take a closer look, and couldn't help feeling disappointed again, cute is cute, but it's a pity that it's dead.

dead?He took a closer look again, the cub was lying on the ground, its eyes were closed, its limbs were stiff, its white hair was dull and dull, obviously it had been dead for a long time.

The Spirit Beast Sect is famous for taming monsters and spirit pets. No matter how bad Yu Qian is, he will not kill a cub. Lian Wu is a little strange. He always feels that something is not right about what happened tonight. He had a little premonition.

Unwillingly, Zhou Ziyuan kicked the cub's body over and leaned over to take a closer look. He couldn't help being shocked: "Purple thread leopard!"

Everyone in the Spiritual Beast Sect was startled, and then they all became astonished. They gathered around to watch, and started discussing it.

"It really is a purple-lined leopard."

"Unfortunately, purple thread cubs are very rare. If they are carefully cultivated, it will be no problem to become a fifth-order monster in a few decades."

"I haven't seen a purple-lined leopard yet."

"I don't know where he got his good luck. However, no matter how precious it is, it is already a dead thing and has no use."

Hearing the noisy voices from over there, Lian Wu frowned, the ominous premonition became more and more serious, he stood up a little uneasy, looked around, and happened to meet the opened eyes of Shangling Raccoon, Lian Wu suddenly calmed down.

Everyone in the Spirit Beast Sect was still discussing, but Yu Qian's face was ashen, and his voice was trembling: "How could it be...how could it be that it was fine before...how could it be dead?" He seemed to have thought of something, and immediately raised his head, His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at Zhou Ziyuan with hatred, and said angrily, "It's you! You must have killed it!"

As he spoke, he struggled vigorously, with a ferocious expression, full of hatred, and a hoarse voice, shouting: "Zhou Ziyuan! Zhou Ziyuan, I will not let you go! Wait! Wait!"

Zhou Ziyuan threw away the spirit beast bag in his hand with great disdain, smiled complacently, and shamelessly said: "I'll wait, I'll wait, take your time, don't worry."

Yu Qian couldn't move, and didn't shout anymore, just stared at Zhou Ziyuan, his eyes were cold and vicious, full of hatred, like a snake, Zhou Ziyuan couldn't help but feel cold when he saw it, and then he spat contemptuously and cursed in a low voice After saying something, he turned around and walked away.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred, with Zhou Ziyuan as the center, within three feet of the surrounding area, there was a sudden bang, and a large cloud of blood burst, covering the sky and covering the earth, and a loud shout was accompanied by the terrifying coercion from the high-ranking monks. There was a sound in the air: "You idiot! How dare you kill my spiritual pet, you are courting death!"

The tragedy happened suddenly, no one expected it to happen, everyone was a little dazed with fright, Ling Raccoon immediately stood up, shielding Lian Wu behind him, and said decisively: "Let's go!"

Hua Lao hurriedly followed and said, "Wait for me."

The cultivator's cultivation was obviously at the Golden Core Stage, and it was easier to deal with them, a group of Qi Refining Stage Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators, than crushing an ant to death, not to mention that he was still in a rage right now?I'm afraid this place will be razed to the ground, if I don't leave now, when will I wait?

Ling raccoon took out a piece of talisman paper, the blue light on it was brilliant, Lian Wu recognized it was a high-grade wooden escape talisman at a glance, the one they used when they escaped from the hands of Elder Qingyou, but At that time, Lingraccoon was still in the Nascent Soul stage, and it was easy to use a high-grade wooden escape talisman, but now, Lingraccoon is only in the foundation building stage, and the spiritual power may not be sustainable.

Thinking of this, Lian Wu couldn't help but hate his humble cultivation. In a critical moment, he was like a burden. He struggled a bit, and said anxiously: "Brother, that monk can't detect me with divine sense, so I hide and go Yes, you go first, I will come to you later."

Seeing this, Ling Raccoon looked up at him for a moment, with a calm expression, and said lightly: "Don't make trouble."

Then he recited the mantra silently, the green light of the wooden escape talisman in his hand became brighter and brighter, he hesitated for a moment, the blue light wrapped Hualao in it, entangled layer by layer, and finally entangled into a large elliptical ball of light, which turned into a blue streak The light flew away.

Seeing this, the Golden Core cultivator was furious, and swiped his palm over: "Want to leave?" The palm swept away a group of cultivators who were driving the flying magic weapon and wanted to escape.

But the wooden escape talisman was so fast that the palm didn't even catch up with the tail of the ball of light, he was so angry that he stopped chasing and started killing instead.

A high-level wooden escape talisman requires a lot of spiritual power. Even if Hualao is on the side to deliver spiritual power to Lingraccoon, his cultivation is only at the advanced stage of Qi refining, so how can it be enough?In just a moment, Lian Wu found that Ling Raccoon's complexion had turned pale, his eyes were slightly closed, his expression was very tired, and his thin lips had lost their color.

Lian Wu stared blankly, and suddenly there was a pang of soreness in his heart, mixed with some pain, he arched his throat, he swallowed hard, and when he spoke, his voice was so hoarse that he was startled: "Senior brother, then The monk can't catch up, shall we rest for a while?"

Ling Raccoon shook his head slightly, with a firm expression, but his fingers trembled slightly.

Lian Wu didn't dare to look at him anymore, just lowered his head, and swallowed hard again, as if he wanted to swallow something that had risen to his throat, he took a deep breath, and his voice trembled a bit imperceptibly: "Brother, I'm very dizzy and I want to rest."

There was a request in these words, Ling Raccoon finally opened his eyes, and looked at Lian Wu as if confirming, but Lian Wu lowered his head, and he could only see the top of his dark hair, he hesitated for a while, and then let go of the seal hand, the voice is still faint: "Okay, let's rest here."

Mu Dun's speed stopped suddenly, and the three of them landed in a forest with towering trees. The trees here looked very old, the bark was rough and cracked, and the trunk and the ground were covered with green moss. It seemed that there were few people and it was very safe .

Ling raccoon began to meditate to restore his spiritual power, his slender eyebrows were slightly raised, his expression remained motionless, Lian Wu sat in front of him for a moment, dazed, until Hualao pulled his clothes vigorously, then he came back to his senses and stood up Come on, let's go a little further.

Hua Lao said with lingering fear: "I was scared to death just now, seeing those people explode like blood gourds, Amitabha, goodness, goodness, this is the first time this little monk has seen such a brutal scene after living for more than ten years. "

Although Lian Wu's complexion was not very good, he obviously remembered the scene just now, his voice was tense and very dry: "You will have to watch it later, if it wasn't for my senior brother who ran away desperately, I'm afraid it would be blown into a blood gourd. It's just you and me."

Immediately, both of them fell silent. This is the fact. The world of self-cultivation has been dominated by the weak since ancient times, and the gap between high-level monks and low-level monks is more than a little bit?Today, in front of a group of Qi-refining and foundation-building monks, this Golden Core cultivator can kill dozens of people with a wave of his hand, like an insurmountable existence, but what about this Golden Core cultivator in front of Nascent Soul cultivator?I'm afraid that they are just like them, with sincerity and sincerity, life and death are at the whim of others, only strong strength can prevent one's life from being controlled by others...

Lian Wu's gaze was deep, and then gradually became firm, and said to Hua Lao: "It's dawn, I'll go see my senior brother."

"Oh." Hualao touched his bald head and his stomach, feeling a little hungry.

Ling Raccoon is still meditating, motionless, with a calm expression, but the slender eyebrows that were frowning before have now been relaxed, and his pale face has also improved.

Lian Wu squatted in front of him, looked at his eyebrows and eyes carefully, traced his face inch by inch with her gaze, and finally landed on the thin lips with a very light color and good shape, and suddenly thought of something, Lian Wu His face suddenly flushed red.