How to Be a Successful Ghost Cultivator

The gray-white flame spread quickly, and Lian Wu felt the cold air blowing towards his face, and suddenly realized that this might be the ghostly ghost fire that had already reached its peak!

He took a step back with Lingraccoon, watched Qing Ze who was approaching slowly with vigilance, and said, "Who are you?"

Qingze just smiled, and when the smile reached his eyes, there was only ice-coldness left, and there was still silence, but even the fog and mausoleum raccoon dogs had long since retreated, and the ghost fire was so powerful that almost everything he could see was a sea of ​​flames .

Just as the fire was slowly gathering towards the two of them, a cloud of fiery red quicksand fell down profusely, and the ghostly ghost fire that had already turned into a prairie fire was extinguished at the touch of it, and the fire suddenly died down.

"Why do you do this, Fellow Daoist?" A slightly familiar voice came from behind him. Lian Wu turned to look, and it was indeed the middle-aged Taoist from before. The gourd stuffed the gag little by little, and then slowly hung it back around the waist.

Qingze stopped in his tracks, expressionless, and said in a cold tone: "So it's fine that you didn't die, but you didn't expect to become a Taoist priest, so it's not too shameful."

The middle-aged Taoist laughed, and said, "Where is it, what's wrong with the Taoist? We are all one family."

Hearing this, Qing Ze sneered: "You are your Taoist priest, why bother meddling in my business? Have you lived too long?"

The middle-aged Taoist shook his whisk and said with a smile: "I'm waiting to get to know each other somehow, how can I bear to sit and watch you persist in your obsession and bring about your own destruction?"

Qing Ze laughed wildly at once, as if he heard something particularly funny, and then the laughter gradually died down, and then he said slowly: "Thank you for remembering, but I have forgotten that point of affection, and you don't have to come here specially Reminder, just assume that I am tired of living. After tens of thousands of years, I have lived day by day. Don’t worry, although this game was set up by you, it is not in the way of heaven after all, and you don’t have to I'm worried that karma will fall on you, just be your Taoist priest, don't worry about it, get out!"

The middle-aged Taoist shook his head and sighed: "How do you know that what you did today was not arranged by heaven?"

Qing Ze snorted coldly, and said proudly: "If that's the case, then I can't say I should thank it, and I can't control that much. You may endure tens of thousands of years of heart-burning pain every day?"

The middle-aged Taoist smiled and said: "The poor Taoist is here to transform you."

"Extremely ridiculous!" Qing Ze snorted coldly: "Old Taoist, I don't believe it! Can the Tao save me from the fire of three thousand karma? Can the Tao save me from the pain of life-long refining? Let me walk under the heaven without hindrance?"

Following these rhetorical questions, the off-white flames under his feet suddenly swelled up, becoming more and more unscrupulous.

The middle-aged Taoist smiled while twisting his beard, pointed at Lianwu and Lingraccoon with one hand, and said to the point: "Kill him, will you be free?"

Hearing this, Qingze was startled, narrowed his eyes slightly, and cast his eyes on Lian Wu who was looking at him in a daze, then suddenly smiled, and said arrogantly: "Your words remind me, why let him die so easily ? I will follow him around, and I must make him taste the supreme suffering in this great way again, so as to relieve my hatred for tens of thousands of years!"

After Qingze finished speaking, the figure gradually disappeared into the air, and there was no trace to be found.

Lian Wu was clearly confused by the sudden turn of events, the middle-aged Taoist smiled wryly, he didn't know if he was talking to himself, or to Lian Wu: "I guess I was wrong, I shouldn't, I shouldn't."

After he finished speaking, he also disappeared, and everything around him gradually disintegrated. Gradually, a piece of blue water appeared above his head, which was the surface of the sea.

Lian Wu was in a daze, unable to recover for a long time. He thought this place must be dangerous and unpredictable, and he had already gathered 12 points of energy to deal with it. How could he think that it was gone? !It's like child's play!

"Brother—" Lian Wu was about to speak, but was interrupted by a voice from ahead.

"Tell me what you did? You're getting bolder!" A man's voice said angrily.

"What did I do? It's just a broken mirror, and it's not very valuable, so I'm not allowed to move?" This was the cold voice of the young sea master.

Lian Wu and the other two heard the reputation, and saw a middle-aged man in front of the young sea master, said sadly: "I told you earlier, this is not just an ordinary mirror—"

"It's the testimony of your friendship with Qiqizi for hundreds of years. You have said it eight hundred times," Shao Haizhu said impatiently, "I don't know where Qiqizi has gone, so you still remember it." With that glass of wine, why didn't your old friend kick you out?"

"How did you talk to your father?" The man who was originally the Lord of the Raksha Sea asked angrily.

"Would a father spend hundreds of years with his old best friend, too lazy to come back to see his son?" Shao Haizhu retorted, not to be outdone.

The sea lord choked, and his momentum suddenly weakened: "I'm just drunk..." He paused, probably feeling his old face was hot, and he quickly cleared his throat and asked, "What do you do with this mirror?" What? Why is it broken?"

Shao Haizhu casually glanced at the scattered debris on the ground, and replied indifferently: "I didn't do anything big. It is said that this mirror can see the past and the future, so I will take a look and see if I am your own." That's all."

Sea Lord: "...then have you seen it?"

"No, I just saw you rolling with that one-horned dragon. You are really shameless and indecent at such a young age." The Lord of the Sea left this sentence in a cold voice, and then Shi Shiran left, leaving the sea in vain. The Lord stood there blankly, unable to recover for a long time.

Lian Wu suppressed her laughter, went over to him and said, "Don't worry, he didn't see anything."

"That's good," the sea master hurriedly heaved a sigh of relief, and finally came back to his senses, looked at the two of them, and asked, "Who are you waiting for?"

"Under Lianwu, this is my senior brother Lingraccoon," Lianwu explained with a cheeky face, "We have some friendship with Master Shaohai."

"So that's how it is," the sea master suddenly realized, looked at Lian Wu again, and said strangely: "Are you a ghost cultivator?"

"good."

Haizhu clapped his palms and laughed, and said: "It's fate. I once had a good friend who also looked like you. He was a ghost cultivator. He was bold and unruly."

"I think it's Senior Qizuzi." Lian Wu laughed.

Haizhu was surprised: "You actually recognize him?"

"Although I don't know him, I have admired him for a long time," Lian Wu said with a smile, "If it wasn't for Senior Qi Zuzi, I'm afraid I would have disappeared by now."

There was a look of nostalgia on the sea master's face, and he sighed: "I drank wine with him on the top of Liuyun Mountain and got drunk for seven days and seven nights. It was hundreds of years ago, and I don't know where he went. , At that time, his cultivation had reached the peak, presumably he had attained the Dao and ascended to the top, I have only seen such an amazing person in my life."

For this remark, Lian Wu took it for granted, if Qi Zuzi was not very powerful, how could he find another way and write a secret record of ghost cultivation?Yes, nodding in agreement.

Unexpectedly, seeing that someone agreed with his words, the Haizhu was very happy in his heart, patted Lianwu's shoulder, and said: "I have heard what he said about cultivation, I think you are also a person with very good luck, let's go, let's go to the pain Have a drink!"

As he spoke, he was about to drag the fog away, but he couldn't drag it anymore after just one step. Looking back, he saw Ling Raccoon grabbing his arm with one hand, and said softly: "He doesn't know how to drink."

That sea master is also very powerful, with a pair of old eyes sweeping over the two of them, he understood most of it, and smiled sinisterly: "He can't drink, can't you too?"

Ling raccoon, who was questioned that he couldn't drink it, thought about it seriously, was silent for a moment, then looked at Lian Wu's eyes signaling his rejection, let go of his hand and said, "I'll drink with you."

"That's right!" The sea master laughed loudly, one in each hand, and teleported to the sea with it.

The fruit wine in Luochahai is made from all kinds of spiritual fruits. It is soft and sweet in the mouth, but it has a lot of stamina. After drinking a few more glasses, Ling Lai couldn't even stop him, so he watched him fall down. , drunkenly holding Baiyu's wine glass to play, while laughing foolishly: "Brother, drink."

It happened that the sea master was delivering wine to Ling raccoon. After hearing this, he gave Ling raccoon a provocative look. Ling raccoon half-supported Lian Wu and leaned against him, then took the wine and gulped it down. Expressionless.

The two sat opposite each other, back and forth, and drank for most of the night. During the period, the fog got up once, seeing that the two were still drinking, they immediately bowed down.

The face of the sea lord drank more and more red, but Ling Raccoon kept his expression still. In the end, the two of them drank for ten days and ten nights, and drank all the wine that Raksha sea lord hid on the small island. Even Raksha Haizhu was convinced by Lingraccoon.

He smiled and said: "I think I have been drinking for thousands of years, and this is the first time I see someone who can drink better than me."

Ling Rao raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Lian Wu who was lying on the stone table and drooling, and said calmly: "He can't drink it, so I can drink it."

Luo Chahai bowed his head silently, he was speechless, he only hated that his old friend was not by his side at the moment, knowing that you two love each other, why did you have to say it in front of me?

But this Rakshahai Lord is a straightforward person. Even though Ling Lai said this, he still said to the two of them: "I am sure you are friends. I heard that you monks need a certificate to make friends?"

It happened that Lian Wu woke up at this time, heard this, rubbed his eyes, and replied casually: "Yes."

The Rakshahai Lord thought for a while, then took out something, and said: "This book was given to me by the drinking order when Qi Zuzi was drinking with me. I have given it to you as a token.”

Lian Wu glanced at the thing sleepily, and immediately became awake.

The four large characters on it came into view: Secret Record of Ghost Cultivation.