How to Be a Successful Ghost Cultivator

"What's wrong?" Ling Raccoon opened his eyes and looked at him.

"No, it's nothing!" Lian Wu turned his eyes away in a panic, and crashed into those quiet and deep eyes without paying attention, as if he had insight into all his thoughts and delusions.

He stood up as if startled, and asked in a disguised manner: "Senior brother, how are you resting?"

Ling Raccoon nodded: "It's fine."

Hearing this, Lian Wu was still a little worried: "Why don't you rest for a while, there are few people in this place, there is no direction, and you may not be able to go out in a while."

"No need." Ling Raccoon shook his head and was about to stand up.

Lian Wu was still about to persuade him, when suddenly he heard two sharp birdsongs from above, all three of them were startled, Lian Wu and Hualao looked happy, and said at the same time: "Hongyu!" "It actually came here!" place?"

Ling raccoon closed his eyes, searched for a moment with his spiritual sense, and held out the flying sword, grabbed Lianwu with one hand, and Hualao with the other, and flew upwards with the flying sword.

Hualao was held by the back collar, strangled so much that he almost rolled his eyes, until he was thrown on the broad back of the wren, and then he regained his breath. Pointing at Lian Wu, he said intermittently: "Why... cough cough cough... he doesn't... cough cough cough... carry you?"

Lian Wu raised his eyebrows and smiled, but didn't answer, Hua Lao touched his bald head and muttered uninterestedly: "Okay, okay, I just blame my master for not accepting a senior brother for me, Amitabha."

"Why did the wren come here? The Golden Core cultivator let it go?" Lian Wu frowned, looking at the head of the bird facing them, still the same as before, eyes half-opened, dozing off, No spirit.

"Hongyu has a cunning personality and is a third-tier monster with extremely fast speed. It's not a strange thing to be able to escape." Ling Lai explained.

Hualao got up and sat down, reciting the Buddha's name in a low voice, and said: "When I first came here, there were fifty people walking together, but overnight, now only you and I are left, and the rest are all bones. ... Amitabha, goodness is goodness."

Lian Wu sat down cross-legged, touched the smooth feathers under his hands, and said lightly: "Isn't there another bird?"

Hualao ignored him, sat upright, put his hands together, closed his eyes, and began to recite the mantra of passing away, with a serious expression, almost a wooden fish was placed in front of him and knocked.

The mantra has been chanted for more than half an hour, and the buzzing is endless, the eyes are dull, and the face is lifeless, I just feel the buzzing sound coming in from the ears, like tiny insects , crawling all the way to the brain, churning inside so much that the brain almost rolled out.

Just when Lian Wu couldn't take it anymore, Hualao finally stopped chanting, took out a donkey meat pancake from the storage bag, and ate it.

Lian Wu finally breathed a sigh of relief, he was a little afraid that he just couldn't hold back, and kicked Hualao off the bird's back. With his small eyes that could not be closed, Lian Wu suddenly remembered his pair of yin and yang raccoons, and it seemed that he hadn't released them for a long time. Thinking of this, he untied his spirit beast bag, and a black shadow rushed out , followed by a white civet cat slowly walking out.

After the white raccoon came out, he glanced outside, meowed, as if greeting Lianwu and the others, then squatted down, and began to calmly lick, lick, lick...

The black raccoon was completely the opposite. As soon as it got out of the spirit animal bag, it started running wildly, turning into a black shadow, running around, as if it wanted to make up for the movement that was locked in the spirit animal bag.

Finally, it was tired from running, sat down halfway, held its head up, like a king inspecting his territory, and glanced around. When it finally realized that it was not on the ground, but flying in the sky, its whole hair exploded. It stood up, its tail stood upright, and the fine black hair exploded like a feather duster.

The black raccoon seemed to have been greatly frightened. With a scream of meow, the black raccoon pounced on the white raccoon in an instant, its claws tightly grabbed its fur, and the white raccoon's originally clean and tidy fur was scratched into a mess.

The white raccoon was not angry, and began to patiently lick the black raccoon's fur, as if to appease him. After a long time, the fried hair finally subsided, and the black raccoon seemed to have calmed down a bit.

Tiredly, it raised its eyelids and looked around, and let out another meow, as if it had seen some horrible scene, and the white raccoon also looked over, meowed, and even bristled.

Lian Wu suddenly felt unsteady under his body, he immediately raised his head, just in time to see a shadow covering the unaware Hualao, it was the bird head of the wren, this beast turned its face silently at this moment up!

Lian Wu could even clearly see that those yellow-brown pupils were no longer as lazy as before, but replaced by cunning, cruel and stern.

"Hua Lao! Get out of the way!" Lian Wu immediately shouted.

Hualao was also clever, and quickly rolled to the side. The horrible thing was that although the wren's head was huge, it was also very flexible and extremely fast, and it was about to peck at Hualao.

In the blink of an eye, there was a "clang--" sound, and the wren's opened beak collided with a sharp sword, almost cutting off its tongue, and the hard beak was cut in two deep cuts. mouth to.

This involuntarily provoked the wren to be furious, screamed, and began to attack the mausoleum raccoon vigorously, obviously it knew that this person was the most threatening to its existence.

Unexpectedly, all the beaks were pecked by sharp swords several times, but none of them hit. The beak was already full of deep scars. It was in unbearable pain, and when it couldn't peck the raccoon dog, it changed its target. Turned to peck at Lian Wu.

The beak was extremely sharp, if it was pecked, his head would explode on the spot, even if he was a little afraid of the fog, how painful it was, he quickly backed away.

The wren's neck is extremely long and extremely flexible. When it twists and turns, it looks like a snake. In the blink of an eye, the bird's beak is approaching, but before it can attack, it suddenly loses its strength and hangs down suddenly. A cloud of blood mist exploded instantly, and a large amount of bright red blood spewed out continuously. The strong bloody smell spread rapidly in the air for a while, and the bird's neck was almost crushed by Lingraccoon's vigorous chopping. Cut it in half!

Then Lingraccoon stretched out his hand in time and quickly pulled the two of them onto the flying sword. Lianwu forced himself to calm down, and quickly put the Yinyangraccoon, whose voice was hoarse from fright, into the spirit animal bag.

At the same time, the back of the bird they were riding on also began to lose balance, and the remaining bird let out a shrill scream, mourning endlessly, and struggling with its huge wings, it flew upwards, rolled up its small There was a gust of wind and waves, and he wanted to fly again, but he was unable to do what he wanted, so he could only thump and fall unwillingly.

Lian Wu and Hualao stood on the flying sword of Lingraccoon, watching with lingering fear that the hill-like body of Hongyu fell into the forest below.

Lian Wu couldn't help but think of the words Ling Lai comforted before departure: It's okay, if there is an accident, I have my own way.I couldn't help but feel silent in my heart, it turned out that the senior brother's solution was to directly strike with a sword...

Hua Lao sighed, clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, you are so kind..." His expression was solemn, and even his shiny little bald head showed a bit of compassion.

The three of them landed in the forest again, next to the body of the wren, Lian Wu sighed: "Now I really have to walk to Beichan Temple on two legs." Ling Lai put away the flying sword, expressionless.

Hualao touched his bald head, suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, and said, "I have a solution."

Seeing him start digging into the storage bag, Lian Wu was overjoyed and said with a smile, "It seems that Hualao, you are still very capable at critical moments."

"Congratulations." Hualao looked very proud, and finally took out a small thing, the size of a little finger, shiny golden, and looked very much like a baby.

Hualao poured spiritual power into it, and the thumb-sized gadget grew in the wind, and instantly grew to the size of a small carriage. Even the fog could clearly see the true appearance of the thing, and his face of surprise turned into a dull one.

It was a golden donkey, even though it was golden all over, with a small red saddle and a big red flower on its chest, its whole body exuded an air of being from the city, which was different from that of the countryside. Those ordinary donkeys, but even if they come from the city, bright and fancy, it is still a donkey...

Hua Lao said happily, "My uncle made this specially for me when he was learning how to refine weapons. It only needs a little spiritual power to drive it, so even monks in the Qi refining period can use it."

"But...why is this donkey...golden?" Lian Wu was still a little sluggish, and the bright golden color became more and more dazzling under the sun, which added a bit of sacredness to the donkey, but it was So, its essence is still a donkey.

Hua Lao said with emotion: "It was not made like this back then. The piece of magic wood used by my uncle was originally black when it was made. I thought it was a bit ugly, so I secretly rubbed some gold paint on it from the golden Buddha in the hall. on, and it became what it is today.”

"..." Lian Wu was silent.

After Hualao finished feeling, he happily climbed onto the donkey, and enthusiastically poked his head to invite the two of them: "Come up quickly."

Lian Wu rejected him with a troubled face: "You should ride by yourself, my brother and I will find another way." He said, turned to look at Ling Raccoon, and saw that his slender eyebrows were slightly frowning, as if Is to feel something.

Lian Wu asked, "Brother? What's the matter?"

"Someone is coming, Brother Foundation Establishment." Lingraccoon slightly adjusted his direction, shielding Lian Wu behind him, facing the forest with sharp eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, several sword lights burst out from the forest and stopped in front of the three of them. The two men and horses just met each other, both of them were startled, I have to say, what a coincidence, they are acquaintances.