How to Be a Successful Ghost Cultivator

Those few inner disciples didn't seem to be valued much in the sect. When they got together, their words were sour, and they could be heard from three miles away.

One of the disciples with a broad face and bushy eyebrows sneered: "He was quite majestic before? The closed disciple of Great Elder Qingyou, he doesn't even look at people when he walks."

Another mature-looking disciple said: "That's not true, I said how to break through the Nascent Soul at a young age, so it turned out to be an evil path, if it wasn't for Elder Qingyou who understands righteousness, the sect might not know how to do it." How long have you been deceived, this kind of person should end up dead."

Someone else sneered: "It's no wonder that if he has entered the way of the devil and his cultivation has advanced rapidly, how can that person withstand such temptations? In the past, some people in the sect rumored that he was a genius born with immortal bones, and so on. I'm afraid I've slapped myself." Although his tone was contemptuous, but his expression showed some secret envy, he changed the subject and lowered his voice, "Is the magic cultivation technique really so miraculous?"

The two people who spoke before looked at each other, and they both saw vague greed and envy in each other's eyes. The broad-faced disciple also lowered his voice and said, "Well, who knows, but after thirty years of practice The one who broke through the Nascent Soul, not to mention you and me or the Purple Qi Sect, is unheard of in the entire Sifang Continent, so it can be seen that the magic cultivation technique is indeed..."

The other person said in an unclear tone: "I don't know where he got it... However, now he is trapped in the Jiulao Cave by the Great Elder Qingyou. coming."

Both of them nodded and said yes, and then moved closer to discuss a few words, and then the three dispersed with their own thoughts.

Lian Wu didn't follow, he stood in mid-air, after a little thought, he knew who the "that person" they were talking about was.It was a coincidence that he also knew "that person" and secretly admired him in his heart.

That was all a long time ago, and it started when the Taoist priest threw him under the Ziqi Sect's mountain. He was only six years old at the time, and he was small and thin. The Taoist priest pointed at the outer door of the Ziqi Sect On the mountain road, he said that there were gods on that mountain, and when Lian Wu raised his head to look at it, he took the opportunity to walk away, not even leaving him a bag of dry food.

Lian Wu pitifully squatted under the tree at the foot of the mountain for half a day, from morning to afternoon, his stomach growled with hunger, and his eyes turned green when he saw ants crawling on the ground. Why did he leave him alone, wanted to chase him, but was worried that the Taoist priest would not find him when he came back, so he continued to squat down, weeping.

But how could a child survive the hunger? A big long worm spit out transparent filaments and hung upside down from the tree, just in front of his eyes. He swallowed his saliva, stretched out his small hand tremblingly to catch it.

"That inedible." A cold but serious voice suddenly came from behind.

Lian Wu held back his hands and looked in the direction where the voice came from. It was already sunset at that time, and because of the backlight, he couldn't see the man's face clearly, but he was very tall, very tall, standing still young In front of Lian Wu, the man was like a big tree, standing there upright and resolute, bringing hope to him who was at a loss at that time.

However, Lian Wu was stunned at that time, with his mouth half open, watching the man walk in front of him, squatting down, looking down at him, and asked expressionlessly: "Little thing, where did you come from?" ?”

The six-year-old Lian Wu naturally couldn't tell where he came from, and spoke incoherently to the strange young man for a long time without explaining anything clearly, but the man seemed to listen to him very seriously, thought for a while, She stuffed him with a small round ball, and only said: "Eat." Then she picked him up.

Xiao Lianwu's vision suddenly widened. He stared blankly at the big mountain in front of him. At first glance, he could hardly see the top. A winding path climbed up the mountain, separated by a distance, like a silk thread. , seems to be submerged in the emerald green sea of ​​trees.

That afternoon, the young man held Lian Wu on his arm and flew with his sword. He searched the surrounding area for hundreds of miles, but he couldn't find the Taoist priest Lian Wu said.

Seeing the sky getting dark little by little, Lian Wu felt very sad, hugging the man's neck, couldn't help crying softly, with snot and tears all over his face.

The man seemed a little helpless, he shook his arms, and even Wu's small body followed suit, and said in a low voice, "Don't cry."

Lian Wu ignored him and hiccupped from crying, his mouth was flattened, and some imperceptible distress appeared on the man's expressionless face. He thought for a while and said: "Don't cry, look at this .”

He did not know where to take out a jade ball, the size of a baby's fist, shiny green, the outermost part is translucent water green, the green becomes darker as it goes to the middle, emerald green, when it is turned, the green seems to flow in it, below Embellished with emerald silk ribbons, the workmanship is very delicate.

The jade ball really attracted Lian Wu's attention, he gripped it gruntingly, wiped his face on his shoulder to dry his tears, and started playing with the little jade ball.

In the end, they still couldn't find the Taoist priest, so the man had no choice but to bring him back to the Ziqi Sect and hand it over to the disciple hall. From then on, Lian Wu stayed in the Ziqi Sect.

Later, Lian Wu learned that his name was Ling Raccoon, the closed disciple of the Great Elder Qingyou, who was very powerful. The No. 1 disciple of the generation of Qizong, even if you look at the entire Sifang Continent, there is no one of the same age who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him. He cultivated into a Nascent Soul in his 30s, which made everyone in the cultivation world jealous.

Lingraccoon has always been an existence that Lian Wu looks up to in Lian Wu's heart. No matter when he was young or now, although he has never met again, Lian Wu always remembers that young man with a black sword on his back. Slender, when he looked up, his eyes were firm and handsome.

Now I suddenly heard that such a person has become enchanted!After Lian Wu was shocked, he frowned again, thought for a moment, and walked briskly towards Jiulao Cave.

The Jiulao Cave is on the Mojian Peak, and it is specially used to detain the disciples who committed crimes. The location of that place is strange, the air is extremely cold, and there are scattered snowflakes all the year round. A layer of flesh, of course, these even fogs cannot be felt as a ghost.

He had never been to Jiulao Cave before. The entrance of the cave was only as high as a person. There was a thick stone gate, and there was a strange red light. He didn't know what it was.

The inside of the cave is actually colder than the outside of the cave. Even though the fog can't be felt, just watching the cold wind blowing through it wantonly, mixed with snow particles, bubbling and floating all over the cave, the snow on the ground is enough It is half a foot deep.

He frowned, and carefully inspected the small cave, but found that there was no one in the cave. Could it be that those inner disciples were lying?Or has Lingraccoon escaped?

After observing for a while, Lian Wu quickly overthrew the latter. It is said that Jiulao Cave once imprisoned monks in the stage of transformation. Isn't Lingraccoon imprisoned here?So where was he locked up?

He thought about it, and decided to go to Ling Lai's master, Elder Qingyou, maybe he could get some clues, maybe in the bottom of his heart, he had been longing to see the man who hugged him back then.

After leaving the Jiulao Cave, Lian Wu felt that it was a bit slow to walk there. Qingguan was so far away that it would take at least three hours to walk on two legs.

Looking at the cliff not far in front of the cave, he suddenly had an idea, the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was feasible. He gathered the blue light on his feet, jumped down from the cliff suddenly, and opened his arms at the same time, like a stretched bird. Like a bird with two wings, it glides from the cliff.

The moment before he flew up, Lian Wu felt that his heart was about to stop suddenly. Although he had no heart now, he still felt very nervous. Perhaps it was human instinctive fear. He knew in his mind that even if he fell, he would fall to the bottom of the cliff , and it is impossible to die again.

The moment he landed safely, Lian Wu felt as if his heart and body were split into two halves. His body was so tense that he was almost stiff, but his heart was burning with the indomitable pride unique to young people, as if he would be broken without fear.

Like a sudden blessing to his soul, he raised his feet and strode into the air, ran to the highest point he could bear, and glided down with his arms open, like a bird, one after another, flying away to the distance .

Elder Qingyou's cave is at the inner gate of the sect, near Wuxian Ridge. He saw the huge forest again, with towering giant trees and entangled branches growing together. Lian Wu remembered the scene he saw in it that night, and couldn't help but I feel that the forest is a little scary.

To Lian Wu's surprise, the entrance of Elder Qingyou's cave was also glowing with red light. He didn't know how it was formed. He wandered around in front of the cave for a few times and walked in directly. He is now a lonely ghost , even if Elder Qingyou is a monk in the late Yuanying period, he can't be found. For him, the formation restriction is just a decoration.

Entering the cave, Lian Wu couldn't help muttering, this Elder Qingyou looks very careless, there is nothing in the cave, only a futon is placed on the ground, there is nothing else.

This is not particular, it can be said to be shabby and simple, even the residence of any inner disciple is several times better than this place.

Lian Wu walked half a circle around the palm-sized cave, and suddenly stared at the futon on the ground carefully for a long time, and finally found something wrong. There, no one has ever sat on it!

This is impossible at all, the cave of a Nascent Soul cultivator is so simple and crude, even the monk has never practiced meditation here, and there are various signs that this is not his place of cultivation at all, or, this is just a place for cultivation. Where to hide?