Chapter 81 You deserve the best wine in the world

ghost!

Fang Che has a black streak on his head.

You clearly said no just now.

He kept blowing his beard and glaring at me to cause trouble for my teaching.

It's better now.

It's actually a ghost in one mouthful.

"But you just said you didn't..." Fang Che felt a little aggrieved.

"Nonsense, can humans and monsters be the same?"

The old man said angrily: "Aren't you being reckless? Besides, there are not many monsters. We may not see even one in hundreds of thousands of years."

"Well."

The old man snorted and said: "Let me tell you this, human beings are the first spiritual beings between heaven and earth, do you understand? The soul and body are integrated into one. When they exist, they are all there, and when they die, there is nothing. The so-called power of the soul, in the deep

After the cultivator dies, the divine body may exist for a short time and be seen by others, but it will definitely not exist for a long time."

"It's like a wisp of wind between heaven and earth. After you confine the space, the wisp of wind blowing through the space you confined will naturally be trapped inside by you, but is it still wind?"

The old man said: "In this way, do you understand?"

"Understood."

"After a person dies, the soul turns into a kind of power or aura and melts between heaven and earth. And there is some soul power. When the person died, there were mass graves or Tongyou springs nearby that were very dark.

When it happens, it will be attached to the past as a pure force field, but it will never be conscious."

"And the best nourishment for this kind of monster soul is these force fields, or auras."

"To put it simply, there are too many dead people or spiritual beasts in these places, which lead to strong soul power, or contact with the cave entrances of some forbidden places underground can emit power similar to ghosts, so that these souls that exist alone can

Absorb nutrients, exist, and grow.”

"But this kind of situation is too rare. There may not be one in ten thousand years. It must be a monster, it must reach a certain level, and it must die by chance. There is a place like this nearby, and then it must escape without any damage.

, and then it cannot be a small mass grave, it will be absorbed in a few days..."

"It's something you can meet but cannot ask for!"

Fang Che nodded silently.

Is the Golden Horned Dragon Spirit So Valuable?

This is truly unimaginable in my previous life.

"but……"

The old man looked a little embarrassed, coughed twice, and said: "The theory that the soul does not exist alone as I told you before is only limited to those below the Lord level... As for the above, the Holy level, will it exist? This... I don't know

.I personally think there is no such thing, but don’t let me mislead you into thinking that there is no such thing.”

Fang Che's mouth twitched: What you said...

"Because this monster spirit is actually just a legend, huh, but there are more legends than people... I didn't expect it to really exist!"

The old man became more and more excited as he talked. He grabbed Fang Che and said, "Where did you find it? Where is it? Take me to see it! This kind of thing is a ghost. What the hell... After so many years, who has really seen a ghost?"

?I’m very interested!”

"..."

Fang Che was a little dizzy, raised his hand and said: "Teacher, please slow down... I have seen this thing before, but I can't tell you."

"That's true. I wouldn't tell you if it were me."

The old man understood it very well and said: "So you are looking for that kind of skill because of this soul?"

"Yes. That kind of skill..."

"No!"

The old man and the old god are here.

"..."

Fang Che almost vomited blood.

He said it so expertly, but the last sentence was missing.

"It's impossible!"

The old man said: "I can tell you with certainty that it is impossible to find it anywhere in the world."

"Why?"

"Why? You are a warrior and you still have the nerve to ask why? Can a living person create that kind of Kung Fu? That's a bastard! People have died and become ghosts, and you still want someone to write a book for you?"

The old man nodded Fang Che's head very hard: "Are you pretending to be shit?"

Fang Che murmured: "That legendary ghost cultivator..."

"You still know it's a legend!"

The old man blew his beard: "Some of the legends are true!"

Fang Che obeyed the training and asked humbly: "Then how should we improve this kind of thing?"

"It doesn't take anything. Just find a few more mass graves, Tongyouquan and other places, and they will grow stronger on their own."

The old man looked at him with strange eyes and said: "You have been in contact with the soul of this monster, and you came to look for the technique again. Have you conquered it?"

"No."

Fang Che said: "If you subdue me, I won't be here anymore."

"I don't think you have the ability. This kind of ghost can survive in the place where it grows. If you take it out, it will dissipate under the scorching sun in two days."

The old man curled his lips and said: "Unless you have a divine weapon that can hide it. Every night, let it go out to find a burial place to absorb. Otherwise, there is no chance."

"Why!"

Fang Che frowned: "Who says it's not the case? If I had a divine weapon, there would be no need to look for such illusory techniques."

"hey-hey."

The old man pondered for a long time and said: "If you are really sure that you can use it for your own use, I can suggest you go to a place to try your luck."

"Where?"

The old man frowned and thought, then said: "Ten pounds per jar, more than twenty years of iron and blood platform, two jars is not too much, right?"

"Not too much, not too much."

The old man hesitated again.

He couldn't decide what to pay attention to for a while, and murmured to himself: "You can find that thing, and that thing is still willing to follow you. This is an opportunity... And this kind of opportunity can only be encountered but not sought. Usually when you encounter this kind of thing

People with good luck are all people with great luck..."

He muttered: "Opportunities are opportunities and risks. It depends on your luck and whether you can withstand your risks. Is that what you mean?"

Fang Che didn't know what he was thinking about and could only wait.

After a long while, the old man said with a heavy heart: "I can tell you, but you have to promise me, don't go if you are not sure. If you want to go, you should do it in a place where everything goes smoothly and all your wishes come true.

Only when the situation is reached can you go."

"Because at that time, when your own luck is at its strongest, you can often turn misfortune into good fortune, and adversity into good fortune."

The old man said seriously: "Don't laugh! This is not superstition or absurdity. It is fact!"

Fang Che: I didn’t laugh...

"That place is in the Forest of All Spirits. There is a short mountain near the center, called the Golden Summit Mountain. It's easy to find. From a distance, the entire top of the mountain is the color of gold and shines brightly. But when you get closer, it looks flat.

strange."

"Divine metal is the most abundant around that place."

"Because that mountain, the whole mountain is a magnetic field of heaven and earth. Whenever flying rocks fall from the sky, they basically land there. There are several places like this on the mainland, but the closest one is over there."

"So every year, many cloud powerhouses who are on the weapon list go to visit. If you are lucky, you can encounter divine metal."

"But it's very dangerous there. It's easy to die if you don't have the strength you used to have. Therefore, our Baiyun Martial Arts Academy can only go to that kind of place at a certain time, with the big boss leading the team and gathering the experts."

"But every time I get nothing."

"And I... I just encountered bad luck when I went there... From now on, I can only read in this classics room."

The old man's voice was a little desolate.

Fang Che's heart was shaken.

How serious is it for such a group of masters to encounter misfortune? Since they encountered such misfortune, Baiyun Martial Academy has never heard of huge attrition.

Then... someone must have resisted it. Who resisted it?
To be continued...