Chu Fan held his sword and walked back.

Since you come, you will be at ease. Don’t do it, and don’t stop.

In the spirit of being able to wet your clothes even when drizzle, he did a carpet sweep along the way, and more than twenty ghosts were invited to Xiaojian for a meeting.

The rest are too hidden to be too lazy to find.

The "mercury" beads inside the sword grew a little more.

After climbing over ten mountain ridges, Chu Fan returned to the old man's grave and kicked the dome a few feet away.

It was found that the coffin inside was split into two halves along with the bones, and there was nothing valuable except some gold, silver, jewelry and burial vessels.

That thing is soaked in Yin energy, and ordinary people will get sick when they come into contact with it.

Chu Fan could not use precious spiritual energy to purify it, just like doing stupid things like washing tiles with perfume, so he left it there and let it go.

Anyway, the tomb chamber has been opened and the yin energy is leaked. Gold, silver and jewelry will either be oxidized or they will return to normal after dissipating the yin energy. It is an opportunity for anyone to pick it up, and it has nothing to do with him.

After listening carefully, open the Tianmu and scan it, confirm that there is no abnormality in the entire hill.

Chu Fan sat cross-legged on the dead grass, clasped his hands and stood his sword upright in front of his chest, closed his eyes and entered a state of meditation.

If there is intention, if there is no intention; if there is thought, if there is no thought...

In the state of emptiness and light, there is only one thought.

It seems to fly between the universe and lurk in the waves...

The head is like a cow, the horns are like a deer, the eyes are like shrimp, the ears are like an elephant, the neck is like a snake, the belly is like a snake, the scales are like a fish, the claws are like a phoenix, and the palms are like tigers. The spine is eighty-one scales, the sound is like a copper plate, the beard beside the mouth, there are pearls under the chin, and the reverse scales are below the throat...

The breath turns into clouds, which can turn into water and fire, which can be big or small, which can rise or hide. The clouds and fog are rising, which can hide the shape...

...

Slowly, the small sword was bright and bright, illuminating the palms, and the blood vessels and meridians were full of hair.

A white line was pulled out from the tip of the sword and entered his mouth and nose.

An illusory dragon shadow hovered around the body, seemingly becoming more and more solid, but it can't see the details clearly.

...

Accompanied by a sharp roar, the mountains and valleys responded, and the ghosts and beasts were intimidated.

Chu Fan opened his eyes and his divine light shone brightly.

However, what he had not expected was that the echo of the valley had not yet disappeared, and a huge "meow" exploded in the north like Giorre, as if it was about to face the challenge.

Chu Shenbang bounced up in shock.

I'll take a look, who can make such a loud noise?

I saw that more than a dozen shadows emerged from the hidden place where he had searched before, and ran to the hills here in panic.

These ghosts clearly saw him viciously killing his elder brother-in-law and third uncle, and chased him so that the old man had no way to go to heaven and no way to the ground. At this moment, he would rather avoid "meow" than avoid him.

Meow...Woo...

The second "meow" sounded again.

You heard it right, it was a cat's meow.

But this sound came to an abrupt end.

It seemed like someone had slapped him, and the second half became sobbing, without any power.

The pitiful ghosts in the mountains stopped running away and hid nearby.

Chu Fan's face was solemn.

This so-called "meow" must be at the bottom of the cliff that the old man dared not jump off. He can actually eat ghosts. Could it be the legendary divine beast?

Who stopped it from howling?

Since it is so powerful, why didn’t I eat up all the ghosts in the mountains?

It seems that the cliff is a dividing line, and ghosts and "meows" are not interfering with the river.

What if it is, I'll see what it is tomorrow.

The "meow" sound no longer comes, and Chu Fan examines the harvest tonight.

The spiritual power naturally became stronger, which was equivalent to absorbing the five soul-devouring ghosts again. But last time he was passively in a coma, which was extremely dangerous.

Mie Bai Wuchang used the spirit crystal, but it was useless to destroy the five ghosts, and he relied on tenacious spirit to fight.

This time, more than 30 big ghosts and little ghosts were destroyed, and the harvest was almost the same as before, but a lot of spiritual crystals were lost.

In the short term, strength has increased again and has taken a big advantage.

In the long run, it is a confusing account.

After all, spiritual crystals cannot be regenerated, and although there are few ghosts, you can still catch them by trying your best.

The soul power of more than thirty ghosts condensed the "dragon soul" a little, and even the characteristics could not be presented.

Chu Shenbang made a rough calculation.

To completely condense the dragon soul, at least more than a thousand "old men" are needed. Where can I catch him? It's almost the same to break into the underworld. Moreover, those ghosts will not stay silent, and it will take a lot of effort to catch one.

It seems that the ghost-catching industry has no future, no wonder that only low-level mages are just making a living. There are so few ghost cultivators, which is probably related to this.

Anyway, if you encounter unlucky people in the future, you will be killed.

If you haven't encountered it, it's safe to refine your spirit and qi honestly.

But this kind of practice speed is too slow.

In order to deal with the battle of destroying the country faced by Yunmeng, he had to compete with the great monks of the Death Realm to the minimum.

Of course, if everything is done according to the rules, as long as the immortal master really does not participate in secular wars, Chu Fan feels that Yunmeng can not only defend the city, but also attack, and ten thousand people sweep the world.

Because before leaving, he quietly left a fierce weapon on the top of Zhaixing Tower, named "Massacre". The lonely city was hard to defend, and with this thing, Yunmeng was not afraid to win the field battle with several times of the Li army.

God Killing is undoubtedly a great killing weapon.

As long as the energy is sufficient and the material is sufficient, the power can be increased almost infinitely.

However, the Divine Kill cannot be mass-produced, it consumes high energy and is bulky, and is specially designed to deal with great monks.

And massacre, killing mortals.

It does not require a mage or an immortal master to control it, and slaughter all tens of people like a mat, is a truly great weapon.

Besides, Chu Fan can mass-produce this weapon, but the pain is not enough to be understood by the outsiders.

Once it spreads to the secular world, it will cause great panic and everyone will be in danger.

In the artwork left for Liu Yatou, he thought about it and wrote two words at the end, be careful!

Walking all over the mountains overnight, when Chu Fan walked back to the dilapidated mansion where the ghosts held a wedding banquet, it was the darkness before dawn.

Mei Niang led three women and two children to wait in front of the door, kowtowed, and said in unison: "Thank you, Mr. Husband, to save us from the sea of ​​suffering."

Chu Fan jumped aside quickly, looking up at the moonlight and starlight disappearing, the sky was pitch black, frowned, and said:

"It's dawn coming soon. Why don't you rush to reincarnate? If you are caught by a monk, it won't be blamed for me."

In fact, Chu Fan has been reserved about reincarnation and the Underworld.

First, we have never seen empirical evidence, and second, we need to establish a completely new system by admitting them.

The cycle of reincarnation and ascension to the house are much easier to explain, and there is no logical conflict with science.

For example, the one in the Tomb Mountain in Yangwu County is not the real Bai Wuchang, but just a ghost cultivator. It is precisely because of the legend of the underworld that the ghost cultivator dressed up as Bai Wuchang.

But he didn't want to say so thoroughly about these tragic wandering souls, so as to avoid destroying the last glimmer of hope.

The six ghosts stood up and Mei Niang said:

"We are poor people in life, and poor ghosts in death. Our souls are already incomplete, and even if we are reincarnated, we will become disabled. I just discussed it and would rather refine it in the sword to add some magic power to our benefactor."

Chu Fan was shocked when he heard this, and took three steps back and said:

"Don't! Even if you practice, you won't add much magic power, but it will make me feel disgusted."

The ghosts looked at each other, but they didn't know what to do for a moment.

When Chu Fan saw a hazy light appearing in the sky, he hurriedly said:

"You guys hide quickly, the sun is coming out."

Mei Niang shook her head and said:

"If you don't hide, you will save you a few more days of suffering... I know Yinglian is very good, Mei Niang's wish is over."

Seeing that she insisted, Chu Fan couldn't stop her. Seeing that the sky became brighter and brighter and dyed orange, he suddenly remembered something and shouted:

"I will take care of Yinglian, but you must also indicate where the bones are so that you can set up a grave for her to worship in the future."

Mei Niang shook her head, Yingying blessed, said:

"My benefactor, the five-year-old child doesn't remember anything. Please don't mention these to Yinglian and let her grow up happily..."

Just as I was talking, the sun rose and the sea of ​​clouds, and the golden light was rays.

The girls and boys disappeared in an instant, as if they had never existed.
Chapter completed!