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Chapter 185 Purple Robe

"Ghost Immortal?"

Wusheng was stunned after hearing this. He remembered that on the way back, the ghost bride he met was a ghost immortal. What does this title mean?

"There are people and immortals who practice on earth, and the ghost cultivators in the underworld naturally have ghost immortals."

"It is equivalent to the realm of human and immortals?" Wusheng said in surprise after hearing this.

"If you are almost at the level of the wheel of cultivation, you can be considered a half-step immortal." Shao Yang thought about it after hearing this.

"No matter what the skills are practiced by the human cultivator, there are yin and yang. The ghost immortal lacks a little yang energy. Don't underestimate this. In the course of practice, a little bit of difference may be one in heaven and one on earth. However, it is more difficult for the human cultivator to become a human immortal than the human cultivator to become a human immortal. If you can find a way to produce yang in the yin, it will be no different from the human immortal, or even better."

"Yang is produced in Yin?"

"I'm so far. I really don't know where the faceless ghost you are talking about, sorry."

"It's okay." Wusheng said with a smile.

He just wanted to give it a try and didn't plan to get the news he wanted from Shaoyang.

"However, after hearing what you said, you must be careful when you meet him again. Logically speaking, your Buddhist powers are self-controlling evil spirits, but he can put such strong pressure on you, which is definitely because of your deep cultivation. In addition, the blood and tears of ghosts do mean that they are seriously injured." Shao Yang said, "I can't recover for a while."

After all, it's not long-term.

After hearing this, Wusheng was silent for a long time and asked about the City God again. Of course, he didn't say it too bluntly.

"If you want the immortal soul to be immortal, one is to practice, and the other is to have treasures that allow the soul to be stored in it." Shaoyang mentioned this to Wusheng earlier, but it was not so detailed.

"Treasure, what kind of treasure?"

Wusheng now has a few treasures in his hand, but he attaches great importance to them. He does not intend to use them for a down-and-out City God who doesn't want to do much.

"How about the stone soul?"

Wusheng suddenly remembered that he had a stone soul that was about to be cracked in his hand. Since the ghost who called himself a ghost general could hide in it and practice, the city god could do it, and it was all ghosts. Although one was wandering and the other was once a gift, it should be the same in essence. Last time hesitated whether he would give it to him, for fear that something would happen in Lanruo Temple would be more than worth the loss.

‘Stone Soul, the stone Soul of the mountain?’ Shaoyang was a little surprised after hearing this.

"You have such treasures?"

"It was obtained by accident." Wusheng said. "Is it very precious?"

"Of course, the stone soul in the mountains can also be understood as a mountain or a gathering of essences of a mountain, or it is more precise to call it a mountain soul. Not every mountain has it. It is good to use it to help practice and can be refined into magic weapons. This is something that many monks dream of." Shaoyang said.

"Is that so precious?" Wusheng didn't take the stone soul seriously before, and he didn't think it was quite precious.

Shaoyang pondered for a moment.

"I have a reluctant request."

"Brother Shao, please tell me." Wusheng smiled after hearing this.

"Can I see that stone soul?"

"Of course, wait." After hearing this, Wusheng turned around and returned to Lanruo Temple, took the stone soul with a crack, and handed it to Shaoyang.

"It's indeed a stone soul." Shao Yang took it in his hand and looked carefully.

"Can I give this stone soul to me? I mean I can exchange it with something else."

"Yes, Brother Shao likes it, just take it." Wusheng waved his hand generously.

After this period of contact, he felt more and more that Shaoyang in front of him was a person worth making friends. He helped him some time ago, and this stone soul is of no use to him for the time being, and he can also do personal favors.

"Thank you, wait a moment." Shaoyang turned into a black air and disappeared into the soil.

After a while, he came out again, holding a piece of jade about the size of a chicken egg in his hand, which was yellow and white, and there seemed to be some talismans engraved on it.

"This is a jadeite. I got it accidentally. It has a talisman carved by a monk. It can nourish the soul and solve urgent needs. Of course, this thing is far less valuable than this stone soul."

"It's all." Wusheng felt it was just right when he heard it, so he took it with a smile.

"I don't have any treasures in my hands now. I will definitely make up for them if I have the chance in the future."

‘Hey, no need, this is pretty good.’ Wusheng said with a smile.

"Thank you." Shao Yang bowed again and expressed his gratitude.

"Brother Shao wants this stone soul to refine magic weapons?"

"No, I have wanted to set up a magic array in this place of practice these days, but I have never found a suitable array eye. This is the stone soul and the essence of the mountain. It is the most suitable place to use it here."

Shaoyang was very happy when he looked at the stone soul in his hand. With the help of the formation, his cultivation speed could be faster, which was his opportunity.

"This [Shuquge] crack?" Wusheng pointed at a crack in the stone soul.

"Hide it in the mountains, and after a while it changes and repairs itself." Shaoyang said.
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