Chapter 9 Capturing the Ghost
Three days passed in a row.
Zhao Xun didn't go out for the past three days. He kept using his magic power to refine the three newly obtained magic tools in the spiritual stack. When he was hungry, he used Bigu Pill to fill his stomach. He made up his mind that he would not leave the workshop until he successfully refined the three magic tools.
City.
Bigu Pill is a common elixir that is not expensive and can be taken without eating for a certain period of time. Monks usually carry some with them when they are in retreat or when going out.
Zhao Xun bought a bottle and just used it for this retreat.
"Hoo!"
Three days later, in the room, Zhao Xun exhaled a breath of turbid air and looked at the three magic weapons floating in front of him, with a look of joy on his face.
After three days of non-stop refining with mana, I finally refined the blue water wheel, black stone shield, and hundred ghost banners!
As he thought, the three magical instruments fell into the storage bag and disappeared.
Take out a low-grade spirit stone from the storage bag.
Zhao Xun sat cross-legged, holding a low-grade spiritual stone, and ran the Tingtao Jue to refine the spiritual energy in the spiritual stone, replenishing the spiritual energy consumption caused by the ritual refining of the magic weapon in the past few days.
Click!
An hour later, most of the spirit energy of the spirit stone on the palm of his hand was consumed, and a crack appeared on it.
Zhao Xun slowly opened his eyes, and two bright lights flashed through his eyes. He felt that the magic power in his body had improved slightly, and he couldn't help but feel very satisfied.
Unexpectedly, sacrificing magic weapons can also bring about growth in cultivation.
Calculating the time with his fingers, Zhao Xun walked out of the spiritual inn and came to the gate of Fangshi. He took out the low-grade magic weapon Water Spirit Sword and left Tongtian Valley Fangshi with the flying sword.
Wealth should not be revealed in vain.
Although he already has three high-quality magic weapons in hand and his strength has skyrocketed, Zhao Xun still acts cautiously.
His current level of cultivation is only at the fourth level of Qi training, but he actually has a high-grade magic weapon. If some monks with evil intentions see it, he may become greedy and turn into a robber to rob him.
To avoid trouble, these three magic weapons, especially the Blue Water Wheel, can only be used as trump cards.
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Southeast of Tongtian Gufang City, two hundred miles away.
A tall city stands tall, and this city is called "Ningcheng".
More than twenty miles outside the west gate of Ningcheng, there is a gloomy mass grave. The mass grave has existed for hundreds of years. Some poor families who have deceased relatives or the corpses of homeless people who died violently are buried here.<
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Over time, the mass graves became full of gloom.
Many Ningcheng residents walking at night have confirmed that they have seen ghosts. In addition, there are indeed many people missing here, which makes people fear them like tigers, adding a bit of mystery and terror.
Whoosh!
A ray of light swept from the direction of Ningcheng and stopped on the roadside of the mass grave, revealing a young man with an ordinary appearance but a bright face.
The visitor is none other than Zhao Xun.
After leaving Tongtian Gufang City, he first went to the largest restaurant in Ningcheng to have a full meal and satisfy his appetite, and then he calmly came to the outside of the mass grave.
There are indeed ghosts haunting the Ningcheng mass graves, and there are quite a few of them.
Zhao Xun read such a story in a miscellaneous book a long time ago:
Rumor has it that the Chen Kingdom was in turmoil, with severe droughts, floods, famines, and people struggling to survive, which aroused the desire of many people to resist. Rebel armies sprang up all over the world, and the throne of the Chen Kingdom royal family was unstable. The rebels once reached Yujing!
Later, the royal family of the Chen Kingdom asked the Tianhe Sect for help, and the rebels were quickly suppressed.
One of the rebels was near Ningcheng and was chased and intercepted by the Chen army, and was eventually destroyed in a mass grave.
Perhaps the resentment of the rebels is too strong, and the geology of the mass grave in Ningcheng is somewhat abnormal, which has nourished a large number of ghosts, and ghost disasters will be born every ten years!
Tianhe Sect will issue a sect mission every ten years, asking its disciples to go to mass graves to clean up the ghosts and prevent ghost disasters from growing.
Although it is not yet the time for the ghost disaster to be born, there are definitely a lot of ghosts in the mass graves.
Zhao Xun just wants to capture the ghosts and practice ghost control techniques, so Ningcheng Mass Grave is the best choice.
It's still early.
Looking up at the blazing sun, Zhao Xun came to meditate under the shade of a big tree, waiting for nightfall.
Yin spirits are most afraid of the sun. Even if the trees in the mass graves are dense with yin energy, they will not come out. They will only come out at night when the yin energy is strong, causing harm to humans and absorbing yang energy.
Time passed quickly, the sun set, and night fell.
Zhao Xun, who had just stepped into the mass grave, felt a cold breath penetrate into his body. He shuddered and hurriedly used his magic power to expel the cold breath.
If one does not practice ice-type or yin-type exercises, and the yin-cold air enters the body, ordinary people will suffer from a serious illness even if they do not die.
Take a step inside.
Zhao Xun, who was holding the Water Spirit Sword in his hand, glanced around.
I saw that this mass grave was withered, with fallen branches and leaves, and overgrown weeds. The withered trees were twined with a few green fires. From time to time, a few white bones could be seen on the ground under the trees.
The flesh and blood on it has been pecked clean by crows and other filth!
Only half of the low-quality stone tablets were left lying in a mess, and many of the short tombs had been dug up.
Several coffins have experienced wind and sun, and their texture has become loose and decayed. Under the cover of night, they look even more eerie and terrifying.
Fortunately, Zhao Xun is not an ordinary person. He has been practicing cultivation since he was a child. After these years, he has become accustomed to these things.
After walking a few hundred meters inside, the yin energy became even stronger.
Just as he was thinking about it, a scream suddenly came from the side, followed by a thick cold air.
Ghost!
Zhao Xun looked stern and floated behind him as if he was being dragged by a chain, avoiding the attack of the ghost.
When he looked carefully, he saw a translucent, black and vicious ghost floating in the place where it was standing, grinning at him, showing a fierce look.
"Level 2 ghost soldier." Zhao Xun smiled, activated his magic power, and the water spirit sword flew out like an arrow, slashing at the evil ghost.
The second level ghost pawn is equivalent to the second level of Qi training period.
For Zhao Xun, who is at the fourth level of Qi training, it is a piece of cake to deal with this second-level ghost soldier.
Tsk!
The water-like sword light slashed through, and the vicious ghost suddenly screamed, showing timidity, and fled back in fear.
How could Zhao Xun let go of his first ghost?
Controlling the magic weapon, he slashed with the sword again, cutting the translucent body of the ghost into an increasingly illusory state, almost being chopped into two pieces and completely dissipated.
Zhao Xun, who attacked with two swords, did not strike again.
"Hundred Ghost Banner!" He took out the Hundred Ghost Banner that had been successfully sacrificed, waved the flag gently, and muttered something.
The Hyakki Banner cloth made of ice silk suddenly tumbled, and a strange suction force came from inside. The vicious ghost covered by this suction force was unable to escape, and was instantly pulled into the Hyakki Banner and disappeared.<
Chapter completed!