How to Be a Successful Ghost Cultivator

The red light was like a firefly, floating up little by little, at first there were only three stars and two, and gradually, there were more, and even the fog could not help avoiding it vigilantly.

But Yi Buliu didn't seem to notice it, and still unwillingly searched for Lian Wu's location, walking unknowingly into the depths of the underground palace step by step.

Lian Wu stood behind the stone pillar, watched him walk away gradually, and then came out from behind the stone pillar silently. It flashed away, and there was a buzzing sound, which was particularly loud in this silent underground palace.

"Lianwu!" Yi Buliu suddenly turned his head and shouted loudly. At the same time, the black iron flute in his hand burst into a dazzling purple light, tearing the air like flowing fire and stabbing at Lianwu.

Between lightning and flint, Lian Wu quickly drove the flying sword to cut at the long flute, only to hear the sound of "铛", sparks splashed everywhere, and the long flute's momentum stagnated, Lian Wu started to grow a lotus, and quickly slid away go.

He took the time to glance at Yi Buliu, and couldn't help being surprised. At this time, there were more and more red light spots beside Yi Buliu, as if they were gathering around him, and there were more red lights in the depths of the underground palace Points, like moths to a flame, swarmed over, and finally all gathered on Yi Buliu, at first glance, it was shocking!

Lian Wu only felt a cold air coming out of his bones, and even he could feel the coldness. As a living person, Yi Buliu naturally felt it too. Yi Buliu has lived for so many years and practiced for a long time , I have long forgotten what it feels like to be hot and cold, but now I suddenly feel it, and I am so shocked that I even forgot to chase and kill Lian Wu.

However, he looked around, but found nothing, but the cold feeling that made him uncomfortable never dissipated, instead it became more and more intense.

Just because he can't see it doesn't mean that even Wu can't see it. This is the first time that Lian Wu is glad that he is no longer a human being, otherwise...

Yi Buliu in front of him gathered a large group of red light spots, surrounding him airtightly, and then, Lian Wu clearly saw a white smoke slowly climbing out from the depths of the underground palace, extremely slowly. , winding forward in the air like a snake.

It took about the time for a cup of tea. Although Yi Buliu had already noticed that something was wrong, it was too late. He was trapped in a square inch and could not leave. He looked anxious and looked at Lian Wu standing not far away, cheeky I wanted to ask for help, but I couldn't make a sound.

Finally, he also saw the white smoke, and Yi Buliu's face was full of horror, watching the smoke seem to be human, crawling from his robe feet to his chest, then stopped, and then stood still for a moment, and then exploded open.

To be precise, they spread out, and gradually became a human figure, some tall and some short, some fat and some thin, those distorted figures were densely intertwined, and unexpectedly they all had the same face, a bluish-white face, so beautiful. There are different expressions, some crying, some frightened, some laughing wildly, some sad.

Lian Wu only felt that his hair was going to stand on end, while Yi Bu Liu was terrified, waving his hands, trying to escape, but he could only stagger around in that small place, as long as he went out of a certain range , will be pulled back.

He opened his mouth in horror and hissed something towards Lian Wu, with a begging look on his face. Lian Wu clearly understood the two words, but raised his eyebrows and smiled slowly at the corners of his lips. In the middle, he slowly raised one foot and took a step back.

"Yi Daoyou, when you planned to lie to me that day, did you think about this scene?"

A voice with a slight smile sounded in the silent underground palace, but Yi Buliu had already been submerged in the tide of ghosts and could no longer be heard.

Hearing the clattering sound of the black iron long flute falling to the ground, Lian Wu left in satisfaction. Wherever he passed, those remaining red spots of light avoided one after another.

"Shh - I won't say it outside, you can stay here quietly for tens of thousands of years, waiting for the next offender to come..."

The underground palace is very large, with jagged rocks and stone pillars everywhere, and it is pitch black. If it weren't for the fog and night vision, I'm afraid it would have been bloody.

He walked back towards the route he came in, but after walking for less than half an hour, he seemed to be still in the same place, Lian Wu stopped, turned around suddenly, and saw a figure standing behind the stone pillar three feet away.

Being able to stand here, of course, it is not a human being. It is more or less a ghost image. Lian Wu took a closer look, and the ghost image looked like a boy from a distance. His hair was loose and he was wearing a gray-white robe. The style is weird, and it hangs loosely, making the ghost look thinner and thinner.

He stood there blankly, without moving, and stared straight in the direction of Lian Wu, silently, like a stone.

Lian Wu sized him up for a moment, then turned around and left, but just after taking a few steps, the ghost also moved forward a few steps, still following.

Lian Wu stopped, turned back and smiled at the ghost: "It's just a waste of time for you to follow me. I'm no different from you. You might as well let me go and remove this spell, how about it?"

The ghost was still motionless, and I don't know if I heard it, but when the fog passed away again, it still followed up persistently, not far or near, maintaining a distance of three feet.

Lian Wu went around in circles in the underground palace and couldn't get out, so he couldn't help feeling a little annoyed. He simply walked towards the ghost and greeted him: "Since you won't let me go, why don't we sit down and talk for a while? You After staying here for an unknown number of years, I must be a little bored? I will accompany you to relieve boredom."

When he got closer, he saw the shadow's face clearly. It was indeed a young man with pale complexion, a little childishness between his brows, and a pair of cold eyes with a bit of hostility, as if they had been dusty for a long time. The frost blade, just one glance, seems to be able to draw a bloody gash in an instant.

Lian Wu looked at the young man's face, feeling very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, where is it?He thought about it for a long time, and then looked at the boy carefully for a moment, and was startled suddenly, the hair on his back exploded.

That was clearly his own face!

"Who are you!" Lian Wuqiang suppressed the shock in his heart, and his tone was barely calm.

Hearing this, the boy who looked exactly like him glanced at him, but didn't answer. Lian Wu noticed that his hands were folded, holding a long box.

The box was three feet long, two palms wide, and the wood was pitch black. The whole body of the box was extremely smooth, and there were no patterns or carvings. It looked very simple, and it was unknown what was in it.

The boy was holding the box, motionless, ignoring Lian Wu, with eyes half downcast, silently and meticulously following his footsteps.

Lian Wu couldn't help sighing, and discussed with him: "It's fine for you to follow me, but can you change that face first? It's really awkward to see others use my face."

This time the boy finally reacted a bit, he raised his eyes to look at Lian Wu, Lian Wu was relieved, fortunately he was still able to understand nonsense.

Immediately after that, the boy's face changed slightly, his brows became more silent, and the trace of childishness on his face faded, revealing a bit of youthful maturity, his expression was a little cold and distant, and his figure was raised a little, but he seemed It's getting thinner and thinner, like a sword drawn out of its sheath, tough and at the same time carrying a sense of killing, it seems that blood can be seen at the next moment.

"I want you to change your face, not my grown-up face..." Lian Wu was really helpless, he didn't know why the ghost was so obsessed with his face, or he just didn't know what to change it into But this ghost doesn't say a word, and seems to be able to filter his words at any time, only listening to what he wants to hear.

Lian Wu had no choice but to turn his head back, and walked away without seeing it. The ghost followed behind him, keeping a distance of three feet, like an inescapable tail.

You can't just go out with a ghost like this, can you?Even Wu thought about it for a long time, and felt that it was very inappropriate. People would always see him when he went out. There are a lot of monks outside who claim to be righteous people, and they hate ghosts and demons. If you see him with a ghost, I don’t know. How many people have to raise their knives to kill the harm?

But this ghost can't get rid of it. If I don't take him with me, I'm afraid I won't even be able to get out of this underground palace. After thinking about it for a long time, I finally decided not to go out. Maybe this ghost is just interested in him for a while. He just let him go if he wanted to, but he didn't say he would take him out.

Thinking of this, Lian Wu was not in a hurry to leave. He took the ghost around the underground palace and asked, "How many years have you been here? How could you die in such a place?"

There was no sound, the ghost didn't even lift its eyelids, let alone answer his words, it just followed along blindly, as if it was performing some mission.

Even Wu didn't expect him to be able to answer him. The underground palace is full of Yin energy, so it can be seen that this place is an extremely dark place. Although it is not as good as the Ziqi Sect's cave, it is still considered a good place for cultivation.

The deeper the underground palace, the thicker the yin energy, and Lian Wu followed the yin energy unknowingly, for an unknown period of time, maybe an hour, or half a day, anyway, Lian Wu didn't know how tired he was, and naturally There is no way to know the passage of time, he is like a tireless traveler, passing through the strange stone pillars of the underground palace.

As he walked farther and farther, Lian Wu had even confirmed that this place was no longer within the range of Luoma Mountain. Just when he felt that he had exhausted all his life, he finally saw a huge The stone pit is embedded in the stone wall at the end of the underground palace. The pit is huge, about ten feet wide, very rough, and gravel can be seen everywhere, as if someone dug it out in a hurry.