"What's going on? Is it a ghost hitting the wall?" Looking at the scene in front of me, I couldn't help but feel a little suspicious. Now I am a little successful Taoist priest. When facing the low-level trick of ghost hitting the wall again, I am not as helpless as before, and I don't know how to crack it.

The Sutra of the Wuxi Dynasty said that the thousands of magical powers and all kinds of fortunes can be destroyed with one force, which means that in the face of absolute power, no matter whether it is a formation or something you don’t understand, you can use the most direct power to destroy it.

Although I don’t understand the principle of this ghost hitting the wall, I believe that with me now, there is absolutely no problem in cracking the so-called ghost hitting the wall. Just use your own fist to bombard it.

There was no hesitation at the moment. He directly mobilized the spiritual energy in his body and began to absorb the surrounding spiritual energy. After feeling that it had been condensed, he punched him hard directly at the beach.

"Boom!" Although this punch is not as powerful as any spiritual energy used last time, it cannot be underestimated. My punch left a big pit directly on the soft beach, and the scene in front of me has also changed. The tents have reappeared in my sight.

With a confident smile, I picked up Niu Lingling from the ground and walked directly towards my own tent.

But after just two steps, suddenly, the scene in front of me changed again. They were figures wearing white clothes and disheveled hair. Because their hair completely covered their faces, I couldn't tell whether they were men or women. At this moment, hundreds of such figures formed a big circle, directly surrounding Niu Lingling and me.

When I saw these figures, I sneered disdainfully, "Hmph! Do you still think I am the former Wu Xia Amon?"

I have to say that after a person has the ability, his confidence comes up. I thought that I had not been exposed to Taoist arts at the beginning. There was no way to face evil ghosts except to escape. But now it is different. I have Taoist arts and the sword of Jade Knife in my hand. Even if I encounter a person of the level of evil ghosts on the grassland, I don’t have the power of fighting. Now I have nothing to be afraid of when facing these ghosts.

I directly mobilized the spiritual energy in my body and began to snatch the spiritual energy outside, condensed on the jade knife, and slashed at a white-clothed ghost in front of me with a fierce knife. But what surprised me was that the ghost's eyes saw my jade knife slashing, but there was no intention of dodging, but it was still slowly rotating with the circle.

"If you want to die, I will give you my best!" I snorted coldly, and no longer had any hesitation. The knife directly slashed hard.

The sharp blade slashed through the air, making it even colder under the moonlight. Because of the spiritual energy, there were rays of light emitted from it, but when it was slashing towards the white shadow, it actually penetrated straight through it, as if it was slashing into the air.

Seeing this scene, I was stunned. Although ghosts are spiritual bodies, not physical bodies, ordinary things cannot cause harm to ghosts at all. Only masculine things such as peach wood or jujube wood can make ghosts afraid and harm ghosts. But my jade sword is not an ordinary person. Ordinary little ghosts are trembling when they see this jade sword. Fatty and I even used this jade sword to kill countless evil ghosts on the grassland. Fatty's master Cen Tianzheng even used this jade sword to kill the belief body of evil ghosts on the grassland. Countless practices have proved that this jade sword is a magic weapon to kill ghosts, but now it has failed in front of these white figures that may not even be considered a little ghost. How can this not make me wonder? How can it not shock me?

I was extremely suspicious, but I was still unwilling to give up. I raised my jade knife again and slashed at a white shadow. However, the blade slashed across Baiying's body as if it had crossed the air, and had no effect at all.

The white shadows were still circling around me and Niu Lingling. I didn't know what they wanted to do, so I had to retreat to Niu Lingling, protecting her, and staring at these white shadows to prevent them from suddenly attacking.

A long time passed, but these white shadows circled around us, and did not rush over, nor showed any threatening intentions to us, and were just spinning around there.

But as time went by, I suddenly realized that these white shadows were turning faster and faster, and the faster the speed, the smaller their circle was. I don’t know when, the distance between me and Niu Lingling was very close.

After observing it, I was surprised to find that although their circle had become smaller, the hundreds of figures did not decrease at all, and the distance between them did not decrease, but the circle had shrunk a lot.

After seeing this scene, I was puzzled on the spot. It was not uncommon to be able to stand hundreds of figures in a large circle, but if hundreds of figures were put into a small circle and it would not affect the distance between them, it seemed impossible to explain whether it was scientific or metaphysical. I was facing such a strange phenomenon at this moment, which was very strange, but without any sense of incongruity. Instead, I felt it was normal.

Gradually, the circle began to rotate, and the speed was almost at an incredible level. Gradually, it caused a tornado that was not big, but the blowing sand fascinated my eyes. There was no way, so I had to close my eyes and start to guess what was happening based on my voice.

The wind roared wildly, and at some point, Noda's wind blew up. The sound was very loud. I felt like I was floating away from the ground and flew towards the sky. I tried hard to open my eyes, but the wind was too strong. As soon as I opened my eyes, I was immediately fascinated by the sand. There was nothing but the yellow sand in the sky.

No! The sand on the beach is wet, so how could it be as charming as the sand in the desert?

Suddenly, I realized this problem, but no matter how I thought about it, I couldn't figure it out.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, but I can't get down from the sky. I don't know where the wind will take me, and I don't know if it will fall directly into the sea or die directly when it falls down again. If that's the case, then it would be too unfair to die.

I was frightened and thoughtful again. I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly I felt that I couldn’t hear the wind, and my body seemed to be no longer rising, but falling. The strong wind made my face painful and I felt like I couldn’t hold on any longer.

When I felt that I was descending, I really wanted to open my eyes to see what was under me? Whether it was the sea or the land, although I didn’t have a great hope of survival, at least I should know where I was going to die. After I really died, my soul would have to find a way to come back.

However, the sand was so confused that it was so squinting that it was so miserable that it wanted to open its eyes several times, but it failed several times. Every time it was just like the eyes opened, the strong wind was howling. The sand was rolling in the eyes, and tears blurred the eyes directly. What was below? I couldn't see clearly at all. I could only see the white mist. I thought this should be the cloud. I didn't expect that this strange wind would take me so high and come directly to the clouds.

Suddenly, a rumbling sound came from far to near, very loud, like thunder, squinted his eyes and tried hard to look in the direction of the sound. A bright light was extremely dazzling. I turned my head slightly and saw a huge white figure, spreading my wings and soaring in the blue sky. It turned out to be an airplane...

I was completely speechless. At the same height as the plane, it was almost three thousand meters high. I was sure to fall into mud, no matter whether I fell on sea or on land, and I couldn't even see a piece of good meat.

In an instant, my heart was filled with sadness and loneliness. I couldn't understand what I had done in my previous life. I came to the beach for a long time and encountered such a strange wind that took me to a height of three thousand meters. Even if I wanted to die, I wouldn't die quickly. I would even give me a crushing bone!

At this moment, my heart was cold. I was bound to die. Suddenly I began to wonder what would happen if I became a ghost. After becoming a ghost, will I be able to follow Ji Yu to learn the ghost path. In the future, I will become the ghost king like her. It seems good!

But at this moment, I suddenly remembered what the fat man told me. Not every dead person can definitely become a ghost. If you want to become a ghost, it also requires opportunities and luck.

For example, a person who just died cannot be called a ghost, but just a soul. This kind of soul must be reincarnated in the underworld. If he is lucky enough to be not captured by a ghost, he can stay in the human world. After experiencing the first seventh, he can be a ghost. However, most of these ghosts have no consciousness and do not even know what they call it. They are completely unconscious souls. This soul is called a ghost, and most of the ghosts are in this form, and some of them are awesome. Like Ji Yu, who can practice the ghost path, they become evil ghosts, either harming people to practice, or just obeying the heavenly path and relying on their own efforts to practice. When they are bored, they tease a few people to play with, and most of them are also such ghosts.

Another type is a bastard. After becoming a ghost, he thought it was good to be a human being, but he had become a ghost. The underworld did not allow reincarnation. So they tried to harm people and asked a scapegoat to deceive the ghost crew by saying that they were just dead souls and let the ghost crew lead them to reincarnate. This kind of ghost is relatively, but it is a type that often appears in the human sight.

The fat man said that it is impossible to have any consciousness from the time when a person's soul just died to becoming an evil ghost. If he wants to restore his memory, he must at least become an evil ghost. What I have to think about now is how to survive this period of unconscious time. After all, I have no consciousness. Even if the ghost messenger comes to catch me, I don't know how to avoid it. If other ghosts want to bully me, I have no way to think. The most terrible thing is this kind of ignorant time period without thinking and no thinking ability.

The more I think about it, the more I feel scared. If I am really caught and reincarnated in the cycle of reincarnation, will the fate of the world be terminated in this life? I will never be able to see the awakening of the March grass? I will never be able to remember them again, Fatty Ji Yu and his father?

The rumbling sound is getting closer and closer, but I am extremely irritated. No one can continue to remain calm when facing death. I am the same. At this time, I actually have a bold idea, that is, to hold it on the plane and wait for the plane to land, I may still have a glimmer of life.

Why is it a glimmer of hope? I think I have watched Pan Changjiang's second movie "High Up" and I must still remember the scene of Pan Changjiang flying on the plane. After it came down, it froze into ice. If I wanted to get on the plane, I was facing the same problem, how to resist the cold.
Chapter completed!