Night stars are rare.

Zhong Shenxiu walked into the courtyard, his eyes darkened, and he suddenly opened his spiritual vision.

In his vision, there was a layer of hazy plum blossom trees with branches that looked like dragons, but at this moment there was a smell of twitching teeth and claws.

Smoke kept coming out of that well, twisting the light, and a low and dumb sound came.

‘Is this…the Yin Ling’s perspective?’

Zhong Shenxiu murmured to himself, he was experiencing the ability of [Graiser].

Even his thoughts dispersed, not only feeling a strange space full of darkness, but also a wider and more exotic world.

"The spiritual world?! Or... the underworld in the east?"

Feeling the rich evil aura in it, a hint of joy appeared on Zhong Shenxiu's face: "This is a good place, such as some special evil auras, Huangquan evil auras, etc., only in the underworld..."

Of course, ordinary monks, or even spiritual cranes, cannot feel the path to the underworld.

Even if you feel it, you may not be able to enter the underworld.

But Zhong Shenxiu can do it, and even avoid some rules in the East, which is a privilege belonging to the [herderer].

However, when he wanted to spy on the underworld further, he found that he... couldn't do it anymore!

"I feel like I can do it, but I just won't..."

Zhong Shenxiu was speechless: "Maybe...you have to try and explore slowly?"

He understood a little that this was the disadvantage of not having a pre-profession. Otherwise, if he had been a [Psychician], he would have been familiar with the spiritual world for a long time and had the ability of souls to travel through the spiritual world.

Fortunately, at this time, I just have to make a little trouble and try it one by one.

From the perspective of Eastern Taoism, he has reached his realm and can pick up some Taoist techniques at will, without much effort.

"The greatest ability of [Graiser] is to manipulate souls in addition to synesthesia."

"The only vengeful spirit I control now is the headless count."

Zhong Shenxiu had a thought and suddenly another 'person' walked out of his body.

It is tall and thin, without a head, and wearing a dress with two rows of gold buttons. It is a headless earl!

Even when this resentful spirit appeared, dark blood kept oozing out from under the soles of the shoes, and black mist emitting from the body, as if unconsciously transforming the surrounding environment.

"If you control it, it's not like using your fingers, but at least it's like a trained dog."

Zhong Shenxiu was satisfied with this. He thought about it and looked at the mouth of Jingshui, which was obviously a little problem: "Go!"

The headless Count stepped out and the void seemed to break a big hole in front of him and swallow it.

This legendary count seemed to be proficient in space-like magic during his lifetime. After his death, the abilities he brought were also related to space. He was a very powerful vengeful spirit.

Almost just a few seconds later, it reappeared in its original place, still holding a translucent soul in its hand.

"It's true that there is a ghost!"

Zhong Shenxiu nodded.

With such a big Fufeng City, there are countless people who die every year, and there will definitely be some ghosts left.

However, ordinary ghosts have no strength, and there are also Taoist officials to suppress them, so those who dare to stand up and be arrogant will be destroyed. The rest are probably a group of Voldemorts.

‘If the Headless Earl is ranked fourth, then this is a first-class… garbage.’

Although he was a little disgusted, in order to test his ability and obtain some information, Zhong Shenxiu still chose to control this ghost.

His inspiration spreads to the translucent soul.

The powerful aura instantly caused the dark light emitted by the soul to shake, like a soap bubble, and it was about to crack the next moment.

The headless Count let go of his hand and retreated aside.

And that soul slowly condensed, stabilized from the illusion, turned into the appearance of a scholar in blue, and fear appeared on his face: "Don't..."

Although he gradually became stronger, his eyes slowly lost their spirits. Finally, he seemed to have completely turned into a puppet and stood next to the headless Count.

"This ability is indeed different from the Taoist technique of Xuanyin Soul Reigning Remnant Chapter!"

After carefully experiencing the ability of [herder], Zhong Shenxiu couldn't help but sigh.

[Graiser] Controlling the soul is simply assimilation, erasing all the other party's emotions, turning into puppets, but memories and so on still exist, so Zhong Shenxiu can also be convenient.

Moreover, because it is very convenient to control the inspiration with the owner, it will also increase its strength to a certain extent, but if it dies, it will cause some harm to the owner.

If the ability of [Graiser] is domineering, then the Xuanyin Soul-Reigning Chronicle has a feeling of royalty.

The ghost soul refined by this technique can also maintain rational emotions. For example, this scholar will probably kneel down and call him a lord or something, and turn him into Zhong Shenxiu's ghost soldier.

Even if you die, you will only die a little pawn. As long as you have the right materials, you can re-sacrifice.

However, his own strength has not increased at all.

Moreover, once the power increases greatly, it will easily backfire.

"Finally, from the perspective of number, I [Graiser] can conquer a vengeful spirit like the headless earl, or dilute this quota, and can become a dozen inferior ghosts... And the Taoist technique of Xuanyin Soul-Reigning Remnant Chapter, every time I break through a realm, the number of ghosts that can be controlled will increase. It can be said that one takes the quality route, the other takes the quantity route..."

Zhong Shenxiu looked at the expressionless scholar and began to browse the other person's memories.

In a psychic state, this feels like watching a movie from a third party perspective, which is very novel and interesting.

"It turns out that this scholar is named Wutong, a native of Fufeng. He was a scholar at the age of eight and took the exam at the age of twelve... Unfortunately, he failed many tests afterwards. He turned to the path of immortality and asked for the path of immortality for more than ten years. He only found some things that were not true or false. In the end, he didn't cultivate anything and died of illness at the age of thirty-six..."

"However, there are so many people who die in the world. They don't go to the underworld immediately, but turn into ghosts. They are all due to some opportunities... It should be that this person has achieved some achievements unconsciously, but it is not high, and he only has spirits after death."

"And Fufeng City is too dangerous. He hid from all over the place and finally hid in the water veins of this house..."

Zhong Shenxiu was not interested in these things, but instead looked at the cultivation scriptures that Wutong found that were unknown to the truth.

Among them, ninety percent are fake, but there is a real piece of magic.

"No... it's not a practitioner of Taoism, but a practitioner of magic weapons... it's also awesome. No wonder Wu Tong took the wrong path."

Zhong Shenxiu became a little interested.

His knowledge has improved a lot now and he has some understanding of the Gangsha Realm.

This realm majors in practicing 17 natal magic, but other Taoist magic is not useless.
Chapter completed!