How to Be a Successful Ghost Cultivator

Ling Raccoon's swordsmanship is fierce, every move and every move, all are calm, but sharp, the sword energy is almost substantive, and it is fast and ruthless, and the sword strikes the body of the Frost Snow Silver Flood Dragon, and it will be saved immediately. A deep hole was made, and traces of black air came out.

But immediately, the gap was covered by frost and snow again, and it was as good as before. Yinjiao is not willing to let it go, roared, and rushed forward again.

Lian Wu looked anxiously at the side, the Frost Snow Silver Flood Dragon was obviously not exhausted, it would be very unfavorable to Ling Raccoon if it went on like this, so he did not think too much, so he figured out the picture of thousands of demons and ghosts , hold it on the fingertips, close your eyes, mobilize the Yin power in the dantian, and inject it into it suddenly.

The next moment, there was a huge roar of a beast resounding through the entire cave. It was so powerful that the frost and snow on the wall fell down one after another. Because Lian Wu had used the soul jade, the Yin power was sufficient, so it was his Seeing Qiongqi's true face for the first time.

Qiongqi still looks like a tiger, with black wings on his back, sharp fangs in his mouth, blood-red eyes with a fierce look, and when he stands up, he is three or four feet tall. times to go.

It shook its wings, looked at Lianwu, and gave a very satisfied look to the deity, then jumped on the Frost Snow Silver Jiao who was fighting with the mausoleum raccoon.

Qiongqi is worthy of being an ancient ferocious beast. He charged up his claws and slapped the silver dragon staggeringly. Frost and snow avalanche splashed all over the place. The silver dragon felt the threat, and with a loud roar, he abandoned the raccoon dog and took Qiongqi. He raised his head and opened his mouth to exhale a puff of white cold air, spraying Qiongqi straight on.

Qiongqi turned into an ice sculpture in an instant, and the silver dragon clawed it out, but before it touched it, the thick layer of ice that originally wrapped Qiongqi's body splashed in all directions, shattered into powder, and then became Qiongqi's blood With a big mouth, it easily crushed one of the silver dragon's claws, followed by a flash of bright sword light, and the other claw of the silver dragon left it.

At this time, their side indeed had a slight upper hand. Lian Wu stood aside, holding the soul jade in one hand, and holding the picture of thousands of monsters and ghosts in the other fingertips, frantically pouring Yin power into it, feeling very nervous. I don't know what that Frost Snow Silver Flood Dragon is, it doesn't look like a soul beast, let alone a monster, it is immortal, after being injured, it can recover within a few breaths, it is still alive and well, and its kung fu is not diminished.

what to do? !Seeing that the yin power in the soul jade is about to be exhausted, and the Frost Snow Silver Flood Dragon is only slightly suppressed at the moment, if the yin power of the fog is not continued, Qiongqi will definitely retreat into the picture of thousands of demons and ghosts, until Time only depends on Lingraccoon and a self who has exhausted his yin energy, and he is no match at all!

How to restrain this Frost Snow Silver Flood Dragon?Lian Wu was thinking quickly in his mind, racking his brains to think of countermeasures, his gaze accidentally swept across the red formation at his feet, and suddenly remembered that Lingraccoon said that this is a gathering of spirits, gathering the entire The Yin Qi in the cave, then this Yin Qi, could it be...

Lian Wu couldn't help but look up at the silver dragon flying up and down in the air. It happened to be bitten on the neck by Qiongqi at this moment, and the ice shattered and black air flowed out. Could it be that all the yin energy is for Sustain the attack of this silver flood dragon?In this world, apart from living things, there are only ghosts and monsters. How could there be immortality?

As long as this formation is deciphered, the silver flood dragon will definitely lose its support before it can be completely eliminated. Lian Wu secretly made a decision in his heart, half kneeling on the ground, freeing up one hand, closing his eyes to practice, and a faint blue light flashed in his hand. When the red light came, he gritted his teeth and put his hands on the spirit gathering formation emitting red light.

He did not forget the reminder in the secret record of ghost cultivation, and he must not devour the red spirit yuan without authorization, otherwise the consequences will be at his own risk. As for the consequences, there is no record in the secret record, and even Wu can only rely on his own luck. Don't be too miserable.

He felt that the faint blue light seemed to be a part of himself, slowly sinking into the red spirit essence, and then began to devour it, but this time it was not like usual, the spirit essence would automatically melt into Yin Qi and flow into his body In his body, it was like swallowing jujubes wholeheartedly, without turning into Yin Qi at all, it poured directly into his meridians.

The meridians that Lingyuan walked through were forcefully stretched one by one, and the pain was so painful that he trembled all over his body. It was really painful. He hadn't felt pain for a long time. At this moment, it was as if a hand was holding his soul. It seemed to be torn apart, and then rubbed hard, the pain was unbearable, and Lian Wu even suspected that he would disappear in the next moment.

Those spiritual essences were like thorny things, crushing his meridians, flesh and dantian, he bit his lower lip tightly, fearing that he would howl in the next moment, Lingraccoon was fighting with him at this time The Frost Snow Silver Flood Dragon is fighting, it should not be distracted.

But, it hurts so much, it hurts so much that I want to roll all over the ground, I wish I could just die!

Fortunately, Lian Wu's actions had eroded a small gap in the formation, the silver dragon's movements were obviously sluggish, and the wound was recovering more and more slowly. While gritting his teeth to bear the pain, Lian Wu still couldn't help but feel overjoyed. There is drama.

Seeing that Qiongqi and Lingraccoon were gradually gaining the upper hand, at this moment, Lian Wu felt a sharp pain in his palm, and the red spiritual essence seemed to be out of control, rushing towards his veins crazily, It seems that the flood that has opened the gate can't care whether the meridians can withstand it!

In just a few breaths, most of the red spiritual energy poured into the dantian, Lian Wu yelled, and passed out from the pain!Qiongqi, who was wrestling with the silver dragon, naturally disappeared in place before he could react in time.

However, even though Lian Wu had already passed out, the red spiritual energy still rushed into his meridians relentlessly. In a blink of an eye, the formation lost its effect, and the Frost Snow Silver Flood Dragon disappeared in the blink of an eye. It was scattered in all directions, as if a heavy snow had fallen.

A grayish-white and dark purple mist dispersed, circling and flying towards the exit of the cave.

Ling raccoon teleported to Lian Wu's side, half-kneeled on the ground, and picked him up. However, at this moment, Lian Wu's figure began to shrink gradually, shrinking, and finally turned into the appearance of a ten-year-old boy ...

Lingraccoon: "..." Is this the consequence?

In fact, I have to say that Lian Wu was very cute when he was young. Ling Lai still remembers the little boy he saw at the foot of the Ziqi Sect. He had a round face, fair skin, big and bright eyes, like two clear ponds. There is a small dimple on the cheek when he smiles, and the eyes are curved, very pleasing. When looking at people, his eyes are full of dependence, clear and flawless. The person being looked at seems to be the most important and most important person in his life. Beloved.

How could such a child be let down?

Even Ling Raccoon, who has always been indifferent to personnel and affairs, couldn't bear to refuse. The hand that reached out more than ten years ago continued the friendship between the two to this day. When he cared more and more about this child unconsciously in his heart, he already There is no chance of rejection anymore.

Ling raccoon touched Lian Wu's pale face at the moment, his chin was a little pointed, and his sleeping face looked childish and thin. It turned out that he looked like this when he was ten years old. It couldn't be said that there was a vague regret or anything else in his heart. Lian Wu handed it over to Disciple Tang, but took him directly to the cave and taught him how to practice in person, so he didn't miss the long ten years...

I don't know how long it took, when Lian Wu woke up, he still felt pain all over his body, as if his bones had been broken every inch, and then stuck together again, the pain was so painful that he almost wanted to pass out again.

etc!brother!After he passed out, Qiongqi would naturally disappear, and then only senior brother would face the silver flood dragon alone!Lian Wu hurriedly forced himself to open his eyes, the first thing he saw was the dark cave wall, and then the face of Lingraccoon, with calm eyes, looking at him: "Are you awake?"

Lian Wu breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother, what about the silver dragon?"

Ling Rao pulled the covered clothes for him, and said softly: "He's dead."

"That's good, but..." Lian Wu was puzzled: "Brother, why did you suddenly become taller?"

Ling Lai thought about it for a while, and said in a tactful way: "It's not that I have become taller... but..."

Lian Wu's head was originally resting on Ling Raccoon's leg, and he rubbed against Lingraccoon's leg. Enduring the pain, he sat up and said puzzledly, "Brother? Wait!"

He raised his right hand in disbelief. He was as thin as a baby. He stared at him for a long time, but still couldn't recover. When he spoke again, his tone was trembling, as if he was about to cry in the next second: "Senior brother, I'm the one who seized you!" Have you given up?!"

Lingraccoon: "...not so."

Only then did Lian Wu feel relieved, still puzzled: "So... I've become smaller?"

He looked at Ling Raccoon questioningly, Ling Raccoon nodded, thought for a while, and said: "Maybe it's because you devoured the formation."

"Will it always be like this in the future?" Lian Wu was shocked, then greatly depressed, and a little sad and self-loathing. Can't say it out.

Ling raccoon thought for a moment, but there was no countermeasure, so he could only comfort him: "Maybe it will be better in a few days."

However, his consolation obviously didn't have much effect, Lian Wu was still a little sullen and dejected, and felt that if this continued, life, no, ghost life would be hopeless.

Ling Raccoon patted his head, thought for a while, and said, "Why don't I take you to my old friend Qin Chuan, he has seen a lot, and maybe he knows how to recover."

When Lian Wu heard it, he suddenly felt hopeful again, looked at him in surprise, and said, "Is there really a way?"

Lingraccoon nodded: "Maybe."