How to Be a Successful Ghost Cultivator

The sky was heavy and rainy, and the dark clouds in the distance were as dark as ink. A large number of middle and low-level monsters rushed towards Chiyan Mountain. At a glance, there was a large black area with a huge momentum, which caused people to feel some pressure.

There were cries one after another in the air, monks holding swords and shouting, the light of the magic weapon flashed, and after a few brushes, the monster turned into a cloud of dark purple smoke and disappeared.

However, there were so many monsters that the fighting monks almost didn't need to deliberately aim at any of them. The magic weapon slashed across and fell down. Lian Wu noticed that after being attacked by monsters, the monks would have a faint golden light flashing on their bodies.

He wondered: "What is that?"

Qin Chuan took a look and replied: "That is a talisman made by Buddhist monks. Putting it on the body can protect ordinary monks from the erosion of monsters and prevent them from becoming enchanted."

This fight lasted for three days and three nights, and those monsters came from far away continuously, as if they were inexhaustible. The low-level monsters were easy to deal with, but as time went by, more and more middle-level monsters The monsters surged up, and many monks gradually found it difficult to support, and even some monks were injured to varying degrees.

Qin Chuan sneered: "This old thief Qingyou does this trick every time, and he doesn't get tired of it?"

Even Wu could see that the large number of low-level monsters at the beginning were only used to consume the spiritual and physical strength of the monks of Haoranmen, and when they gradually exhausted, a large number of medium-level monsters began to flood in. Especially when.

When more and more medium-sized monsters gathered, the monks of Haoranmen who were struggling to kill suddenly began to quickly retreat to the rear, and the lady Mei Hong who was watching the battle stood up at this moment.

She thought that this moment was what she was waiting for. Although the medium-sized monsters could compete with the Jindan cultivator, they still looked very unattractive in front of the Nascent Soul cultivator.

Her magic weapon is an umbrella, the whole body is moon-white, with red plum blossom buds painted on it, and there are many umbrella ribs. When it is opened, the red plums seem to be alive, and they bloom all at once, which is very beautiful .

Lady Mei Hong held the umbrella in her hand, and with a slight shake, the umbrella opened outwards, and then it spun, and countless blood-red rays of light flew out in the blink of an eye. Immediately afterwards, the attacked monsters howled and dissipated into purple smoke. .

Lady Mei Hong put away her umbrella, laughed boldly, and shouted in the direction of Zi Qizong: "Old Demon Qingyou, if you have any other tricks, just use them. If it's just a small joke, what's wrong with my old lady?" I am getting impatient, so I went to blow up your lair!"

At this time, a loud laugh came from the direction of Ziqizong in the distance, and Lian Wu's heart was shocked. Although he hadn't heard this voice for a long time, he was still very familiar with it. It was Qingyou. He said slowly: "Mrs. ?Since you have said so, if you don’t come here for a while, wouldn’t this old man have failed you? ”

The voice suddenly drew closer, and seemed to be heard in everyone's ears, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the air not far away, looked down at the Haoranmen people from a high position, and said: "Everyone, long time no see."

The Nascent Soul cultivators present showed expressions of disdain, Qin Chuan said with a smile: "Old thief Qingyou, don't make such a familiar gesture, I can't stand it."

Qingyou laughed, and said indifferently: "Fellow Daoist Qin Chuan, I remember the last time we met, it was when the little disciple Lingraccoon broke through the Nascent Soul."

Hearing this, Qin Chuan suddenly stopped laughing, and when he didn't smile, he gave people a strong sense of oppression, he said coldly: "Don't mention Ah Lai, how can he be worthy of a master like you? "

Qingyou couldn't stop laughing, and then said: "I don't treat him well? After I got such a superb exercise, the first thing I thought of was him. I gave him practice, but it took thirty years, and he went smoothly. Cultivated into Nascent Soul, my master is not good enough?"

He laughed wildly. After hearing these words, many monks whispered about the apprentice he was talking about, and listened with a blank expression. His nails pierced his palm suddenly, and after the pain, blood dripped Winding down.

Qin Chuan sneered and was about to speak when Lian Wu suddenly grabbed his arm and said in a low voice, "I can't say any more!"

Qin Chuan was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that if he continued, he would inevitably involve the exercises that Lingraccoon had practiced. Now that many monks from the Haoran Sect are present, if they all know that what Lingraccoon practiced was the magic cultivation technique given by Qingyou If the time comes, they won't be able to speak clearly even if they grow ten more mouths.

Seeing the silence on their side, Qingyou laughed more wildly, waved his sleeves, and was about to make a move, when suddenly, some ominous aura came from the direction of Ziqizong, Lian Wu clearly felt it, That huge and pure Yin Qi, what is that!

Qingyou also felt it naturally, his face was solemn, followed by fury, and even a little panic showed on his face at the same time, he left in a hurry without saying a word, bringing a group of monsters with him, and went to the place in an instant Zi Qizong left.

Everyone in the Haoran Sect was puzzled, what happened in the Ziqi Sect to make him so panicked?

After a short rest, the monks of Haoranmen all returned to Chiyan Mountain one after another. Lianwu looked at the direction of Ziqizong thoughtfully, and always felt that dark force was very familiar, as if he had met it somewhere before. of.

While he was wondering, Lian Wu suddenly heard someone voice transmission to him and said in secret: "Friend Daoist Lian, friend Daoist Lian?"

"Who?" Lian Wu turned her head.

"It's me." The voice lowered.

"Xiaoyan?" Lian Wu frowned: "What did you do?"

Xiaoyan laughed, and said: "I went to the Purple Qi Sect to get something."

Lian Wu snorted: "I don't care what you do, if you cause trouble, just don't come after me."

Xiaoyan pretended to be pitiful: "Didn't you say that when you first came here? Why did you turn your face and deny anyone?"

Lian Wu asked back with a smile: "What did I tell you when I came here?"

Xiaoyan held back for a long time, before he could speak, Qin Chuan said to Lian Wu: "Let's go back to Huofengling first, in a few days, your senior brother will be here."

Lian Wu complied, and the two returned to Huofengling together.

After returning to Huofeng Ridge, Lian Wu simply closed the closed door, and planned to leave the closed door after a few days. After entering meditation, a layer of white mist began to appear before his eyes. At this time, he was no longer surprised. It's just that the fog is much thicker than what I've seen before.

In the endless white mist, a sword without a scabbard came into view. It was inserted straight into the rock, motionless. Inexplicably, he felt that the sword looked very familiar. There were two small characters on the hilt, but they were separated Too far away to see clearly.

Whose sword is that?

Is it the Daoist Si Ling's?

What words are engraved on it?So familiar...

Why no scabbard?

For the first time, Lian Wu began to think carefully, connecting the similar scenes he had seen one by one, the young man walking alone, the master Si Ling in the ghostly ghost fire, and this brilliance and restrained sword, An answer was ready to come out in his mind, but it always seemed to be separated by a layer of tulle, making it impossible for him to figure it out.

What a bore.

Such a sentence suddenly sounded in my mind.

Who is speaking?He looked around.

Haha, I can't bear to look at you who are so stupid. I don't know if you will regret it in the future?I really want to see your expression at that time.

Who are you?Lian Wu asked in a cold voice.

However, after waiting for a long time, the voice didn't speak anymore, maybe it was just watching with cold eyes.

Lian Wu was a little annoyed by this mysterious thing, she simply withdrew from the sea of ​​consciousness and opened her eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Lian Wu saw the man standing by the door, still wearing a black robe, with calm eyes and a long sword on his back, looking at him gently without saying a word.

"Brother?"

"Well, I'm here."

"Why is it so long, I miss you a little."

"……Me too."

Ever since Lingraccoon came, Lian Wu and Lian Wu have been inseparable. They sat on the roof when they had nothing to do. Qin Chuan's teeth were sore when he saw it. Finally, one day, he couldn't help but said: "You two don't say a word. , just sitting, is that interesting?"

Ling Lai remained silent, Lian Wu smiled condescendingly at him and said, "What do you know?"

Qin Chuan was silent: "..."

Lian Wu's spirit beast bag and storage bag at that time were indeed carefully put away by Ling Lai. Now that he opened the spirit beast bag, three black shadows rushed out impatiently and went in three different directions. , obviously being suffocated.

The white raccoon still squatted under the maple tree reservedly, and began to lick its fur as usual, but the black raccoon was different, jumping up and down like crazy, as if to complete all the movements of the past few decades, they are now the third-order of monsters.

There is another one is the young purple dragon, as soon as it came out, it threw itself on Lian Wu's calf, hugged it tightly, rubbed hard, and screamed at the same time, very aggrieved.

Lian Wu flicked its nose and said with a smile, "Why hasn't it changed? It's so small."

Youjiao continued to rub against him dissatisfied, but at this moment, Lian Wu accidentally glanced at the sky not far away, and a thick black cloud rose, which seemed very abrupt in the blue sky and white day, he wondered: "What is that?" ?”

As soon as the words fell, Xiaojiao screamed and ran impatiently behind Lian Wu, as if wanting to find a place to hide, darted left and right, but finally couldn't, plunged headlong into Lian Wu's arms, leaving only a tail Outside, motionless.

Seeing this scene, Lian Wu and Lingraccoon looked at each other in blank dismay, the white raccoon licked its fur calmly, and the black raccoon kept jumping around, looking at this side with obvious disdain in their eyes.

However, at this moment, the black cloud began to grow bigger and bigger, and finally pulled into the shape of a dragon, facing Lian Wu, the young dragon struggled for a moment, then flew towards the black cloud involuntarily.

Lian Wu looked at the black cloud and stood up abruptly: "Xiaoyan!"