How to Be a Successful Ghost Cultivator

As one of the ancient fierce beasts, Qiongqi is very majestic and domineering. It always likes to look at people with lowered eyelids, but now it is not the same as in the past. With its current situation, it can only see the ground with lowered eyelids

So it flapped its wings and flew up, looked down at the people, and said, "Mortal, what do you want to do when you call this deity out? I am very busy, but I don't have time to hang out with you."

Hearing this, Lian Wu said, "It's just that I encountered some small troubles just now, and now... it has been resolved."

Qiongqi snorted, and said contemptuously: "You mean the little beast that escaped? The deity just appeared, and it ran away upon hearing the news. Heh, this deity can crush it to death with one finger."

After it finished speaking, it looked at Lian Wu with distaste, and said, "The cultivation base is so low, and the inheritance of Si Lingdao has declined to this point. I really can't bear to look sideways."

Hearing what it said, Lian Wu couldn't help asking: "I always heard you mentioning Si Lingdao. I don't know what this Si Lingdao is? I haven't got any inheritance."

Qiongqi sneered: "Of course you don't know. No one knows this matter better than this deity." As it spoke, it became complacent, wagged its tail, and said, "Si Lingdao was the one who held the sky-opening ax in Pangu back then. , breaking the chaos, splitting it into two, how many three thousand gods and demons fell, and there was no six reincarnations at that time, and the resentment, yin, and demons in it had nowhere to go on the prehistoric land, so they gathered at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, Another person came into being, and the master was Si Lingdao, after the water god Gonggong and the barbarian god of the Wu tribe knocked down Mount Buzhou, Si Lingdao was able to appear in the world."

The group of people were confused and half-understood, Qiongqi became impatient again, flicked his tail and said: "You will know in the future, I am afraid that with your cultivation level, you will not live until then, lest the deity In vain."

Right now, there are only these three people and one beast left in the forest. Oh, yes, there is a bird above the head, but it dare not approach it, and it does not sing. It just hovers far away in the sky, and its golden feathers are very dazzling in the sun.

Lian Wu finally asked the doubt: "Isn't this the little Suzaku of Elder Qingyou? Why is it here?"

Ling raccoon stretched out his hand to beckon, and said in a low voice: "It's just a matter of course." Seeing that, the little Suzaku circled around for a while, seemed to be hesitating, then swooped down suddenly, turned into a golden streamer and slid into Ling raccoon's sleeve .

Lian Wu: "..."

Qiongqi is too small, it doesn't seem to have any deterrent effect, but for some reason, birds and beasts are very afraid of it, not to mention the lightning beast that ran away without a trace before, even Little Suzaku is very afraid of it, let alone the Fan faction. The ashes found on his body are gone.

Fan Pai is cunning, and lies come out of his mouth. Originally, the three of them had no hope for the Hui Ling he mentioned before, but Lian Wu was not reconciled. He didn't want to suffer this dark loss in vain if he wanted to fight some monsters.

So with the acquiescence of Lingraccoon, he searched out Fan Paiyi's spirit beast bag and storage bag, Hualao put his palms together and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, so good, Lian Wu, what's in there? "

Lian Wu first opened the storage bag to take a look, then raised his eyebrows and said, "Some low-grade crystals, two low-grade instruments, two demon pills, miscellaneous things, and...a tree root?" When he came out, he couldn't help laughing: "This man is really interesting, the roots are all withered, and he keeps it like a baby?"

As he said that, he took out the tree root, Hua Lao looked at it, didn't he keep it like a treasure?The box made of high-quality century-old ironwood is inlaid with a layer of transparent glass to prevent the spirit from leaking out. There is a piece of black lacquered tree root in it. It has obviously been dry for a long time, and the fibrous roots are curled up and lifeless.

Lian Wu was about to put it back, when suddenly he said "Hey", he moved the box closer to him and inspected it carefully, Ling Raccoon was puzzled, Hualao saw the strange color on his face, and asked curiously: "What's wrong? What is the mystery?"

"Look," Lian Wu handed the box to the two of them, pointed to one of them, and said, "This tree root has obviously been dry for a long time, but there are still sprouts on it."

The two of them saw that it was indeed the case. There were indeed a few green buds and leaves sprouting from the intertwined shriveled roots, which looked green and lovely, but they didn't know what kind of tree roots they were.

Lian Wu asked Ling Rao, Ling Rao looked at it for a moment, shook his head and said, "It's just a tree root, I don't know what it is."

"Okay." Lian Wu put away the tree root with some disappointment, then opened the spirit animal bag again, took a look inside, and was suddenly overjoyed, there was actually a gray squirrel in it.

As soon as it landed on the ground, the gray squirrel shrank back. Originally, it refused to come out even if it was killed, so Lian Wu mercilessly grabbed its tail feathers and pulled it out of the spirit beast bag.

The gray cat squats shiveringly on the ground, bows its neck, bows its wings, and shrinks like a quail with its two-foot-high body. Its round eyes are full of fear and dare not move. It looks like Very poor.

Lian Wu had no choice but to discuss with Qiong Qi: "Why don't you go back to the picture first?"

At this moment, Qiongqi widened his eyes and roared at him: "What did you say? You are a mere mortal, how dare you ask this deity to avoid you? Think about when this deity was rampant in the prehistoric times, who would dare to be rude to this deity?"

Lian Wu had no choice but to appease it quickly, and said along with it: "Yes, yes, Mr. Qiongqi is majestic, and we mortals can only look up to him, how dare we be disrespectful."

Only then was Qiongqi satisfied, silvery-white light began to radiate from his body, and his figure gradually became transparent, and he still warned Lianwu in a serious tone: "Mortal, you have to practice harder, although you are indeed a bit of a waste, since Now that I have inherited Si Lingdao, if I don't have the strength, I will eat you alive when I come out next time!"

After Qiongqi disappeared, the gray cat no longer shrunk into a quail shape, and the white tiger with two wings on its back slowly dissipated, turning into a bunch of messy lines again. Illusion, he felt that the lines became clearer.

Facing the corpses all over the floor, Hualao recited the life mantra and Amitabha again, until Lianwu impatiently asked him if he still wanted to go, then hurriedly climbed onto Huilu's back.

The three of them flew all the way north on the gray wren. Although the speed of this bird is not as fast as that of the old wren, it is superior in its endurance. It does not need to rest for three or four days in a row, and there is no bird head watching from the side. Staring at it, let alone how relaxed it is.

Ling raccoon sat upright, closed his eyes and rested his mind. He couldn't stand the fog after sitting for a while. He never sat upright, and his waist was always soft. After sitting up straight for a while, he felt tired and flustered, so he was cheeky. He smiled at Ling Raccoon: "Brother, are you sitting still?"

Ling Raccoon opened his eyes and looked at him, and said, "Stable."

"That's great, brother, I can't sit still."

Hearing this, Ling Raccoon moved his position and signaled him to lean over, Lian Wu was overjoyed, and hurriedly sat over, leaning his back on Ling Raccoon's right shoulder, and said: "Sure enough, it's more comfortable for me to lean on."

Hualao finally emptied his food reserves, and was flustered in reciting the Diamond Sutra, seeing Lian Wu's tired look, he sighed and said, "I think back then, I also had a senior brother, but it's a pity that my master didn't read it well. It's safe, that senior brother became my senior uncle in the end, if it wasn't for that incident, I'm afraid I'd be someone who loves me now."

He sighed again as he spoke, Lian Wu was in a good mood, just glanced at him sideways, and didn't bother to pay attention to his sour tone.

The three of them rode the gray scorpion, and they flew for six or seven days, until a huge temple built against the mountain appeared below. From a distance above, the temple was magnificent, surrounded by cigarettes, and the sound of Sanskrit singing could be heard. The sound of the bell came faintly from the temple, deep and clear.

Beichan Temple has arrived.

The three of them stopped in front of the temple, and a young novice came over to salute with his hands clasped together, with a childish voice: "Several benefactors have come from afar, what can I do?"

"Mingyan, I haven't seen you for a while, but you are so tall." Hualao reached out and touched the little monk's bald head, smiling.

"Ah?" The little novice named Mingyan raised his head and said pleasantly, "Brother Hualao, you're back?"

Hua Lao smiled and said, "Yes, the master sent the sound transmission talisman to the second uncle, and the second uncle sent me back."

Mingyan moved his little bald head away from Hualao's hand, with a red face, he said shyly: "Senior brother Hualao, I have grown up, brother Daoyuan told me that I can't be touched on the head, the president is not tall. "

Hualao withdrew his hand, took out two little red fruits from his bosom, and said: "Don't listen to Daoyuan, he is bored all day eating fast and practicing, you don't want to learn from him, he will become a little old man when he grows up. , These two fruits are specially reserved for you and Ming Jie by senior brother, take them and eat them."

"Thank you, brother!" Mingyan happily took the two fruits, held them carefully, and ran towards the temple quickly with his calves.

After running for a while, he felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly turned back, stuffed the two fruits into his bosom, clasped his hands together in a decent manner, and said to Lianwu and the other two: "Amitabha, benefactor, I'm being rude, you dare to ask the benefactor to come to Beichan What's the matter with the temple?"

"Looking for someone." Lingraccoon replied.

"Who are you looking for?"

Lian Wu continued: "We are looking for a monk named Shan Chi. I wonder if he is in the temple now?"

"Wait, who are you looking for?" Hua Lao looked strange, as if he didn't hear clearly, he turned around and asked again.

Lian Wu had no choice but to answer again: "A monk named Shan Chi."

"Senior Brother Hualao, they are looking for Venerable Shan Chi, isn't that your uncle?" Even Xiao Mingyan understood it, and reminded him aloud, seeing that Hualao still didn't respond, he couldn't help but feel a little worried that he would go out for three days. In [-], he completely forgot about his uncle, and said anxiously: "The Venerable Shan Chi is the one who fights with people every day and breaks his leg."

"..." Hualao's expression was dull, he naturally knew who the Venerable Shan Chi was, but why such a coincidence?When he thinks that he is facing the uncle's friend every day, and pouring out the bitterness of the uncle, and the uncle's violent temper, which can smash half of his brain with a punch, he really panics... Amitabha, the Buddha, the disciple knows his mistake up!Take your disciples away!Disciple will never eat meat or drink again!