"I'm finally back."

Gu Fenghan, Lin Qingying, Qin Bo, Shuang'er, and others walked out one by one, stood on the deck of the iron-armored flying boat, bathed in the warm morning light.

Beside them, the white cloth covered the human figure below, suppressing the talismans, emitting spiritual light to keep the body of Wang Ku who was not damaged, and naturally welcomed back Wang Ku's body.

In front of the iron-armored flying boat, the mountains and ridges broke out from the ground, as if they were fighting for the sunny trees and trying their best to expand their bodies.

The mountains are undulating, like turbulent waves; the strange lights make the sky full of ten miles.

Daozong, arrived!

As soon as the Dao Sect came close to the Dao Sect, there were countless monks riding on immortal cranes, puppets, and flying boats, shuttled back and forth, and suddenly told the outsiders that this was the place where the phoenix and phoenix gathered.

To be honest, when he saw the cranes, puppets, and flying boats, Gu Fenghan instinctively tightened his heart and did not dare to stand at the bow of the boat anymore. He hurried back to his seat and firmly controlled the iron-armored flying boat.

He didn't want any more air crash. He was at the gate of the Dao Sect, and he really couldn't afford to lose this person.

After calming down, Gu Fenghan realized something was wrong.

Someone was shocked earlier than him.

"Where is the young master?"

Qin Bo and Shuang'er spoke out in doubt, and Lin Qing's eyes looked around, looking for Chu Liuxian's figure.

Everyone arrived, but Chu Liuxian had not arrived.

Gu Fenghan touched his chin and said, "Young brother, maybe at the threshold of cultivation. We should not bother him. Anyway, it will take only one or three minutes before we arrive at the sect."

Everyone had no objection, but they were puzzled. Even though they knew they were about to arrive at the sect, how could Chu Liuxian suddenly practice with both of them?

At this time, Chu Liuxian was indeed completely selfless and did not pay attention to his return to the sect at all.

In the quiet room of the cabin, Chu Liuxian sat cross-legged on the cloud bed, held her breath and stared at the opposite side.

Opposite him, there was a huge milky white ball rising and falling. What was even more strange was that there was a face on the "ball", and he looked at Chu Liuxian innocently.

The fourth-grade spirit ghost, the face of the evil Buddha boy!

The evil Buddha boy who was originally a fat man has expanded at least ten times at this moment, becoming a fat man who has occupied at least one-third of the space in the quiet room.

Chu Liuxian stared at him tightly, and the evil Buddha boy continued to gain weight until his whole body became a round shape, and then—

"Bang~"

It seemed like an exploded ball. The evil Buddha boy opened countless holes all over his body, and the gushing air flow carried it around in the quiet room. In a blink of an eye, he hit the wall at least hundreds of times and dozens of times.

Finally, it hung on the roof, like a piece of paper without weight, slowly drifting down.

When it fell in front of Chu Liuxian, the evil Buddha boy returned to his original appearance, still with an innocent face.

"Come again!"

Chu Liuxian completely ignored the mess in the room, held out his palm and formed a cyclone, as he had done countless times before, and once again used the fundamental magic of the Immortal Realm.

Seeing the spiritual vortex condensed by the fundamental magic of the Immortal Realm, the expression of the evil Buddha boy changed instantly. How could he be so unbearable to look back on it?

Then, the previous scenes were repeated, swelling into a fat man, and all over his body leaked, storming into the room again, and finally returning to his original appearance...

During the whole process, Chu Liuxian was enjoying this and was quite impressed, and she was quite impressed that she would not give up until she achieved her goal.

What is he doing?

Time is poured back, and things have to start with Chu Liuxian coming down from the deck and returning to the quiet room.

Sitting down on the cloud bed, Chu Liuxian originally wanted to practice magic, such as the whereabouts and roots, the small thunder sound mantra, the dream-induced spell, but his mind was floating and he couldn't calm down.

He had already made a judgment and made a decision about Wang Ku and Lin Qingying, but the unhappiness made him unable to let go.

After a long time, Chu Liuxian sighed and completely gave up the idea of ​​practicing magic. He wanted to sit back and wait for the day to return to the sect, but suddenly a flash of inspiration came to remember something.

"By the way, boy's business."

He took out the ghost-binding ball and released the evil Buddha boy. What he remembered was the inspiration he captured when the evil Buddha boy rose from the fifth grade to the fourth grade.

"It was not easy to study at the time, wasn't it the right time now?"

Chu Liuxian thought, left the evil Buddha boy and looked at him curiously, and closed his eyes and entered into a meditation.

When he opened his eyes again, the golden scales floated in front of him, the water was shining, the jade hall was towering, the sun god's mind was hanging high and turned into the sun, and he had returned to the Xinhu space.

After stepping into the Jade Palace, Chu Liuxian's body was stained with golden light.

Hundreds of feet above the Jade Hall, there are still countless golden books growing out of wings, chasing and playing, as if each book is a living creature and a naughty child playing among the flowers.

In the center of the Jade Hall, the white jade table table was quiet and still, with jade sheets and jade pens on it still placed as it was.

For some reason, when he came here, Chu Liuxian's heart suddenly calmed down. He walked to the table of Baiyu desk and picked up the jade pen.

"Ghost."

Chu Liuxian wrote these two words and looked up and saw hundreds of golden books stagnant in the air and gathered their wings, which were obviously all memories related to the spirits.

“That’s not enough.”

Chu Liuxian pondered for a moment, and a distance of one word was vacancies. After the word "ling ghost", he followed the word "upgraded" and wrote it.

The golden books that were stagnant in the air have been reduced from hundreds to dozens.

As repeated above, Chu Liuxian wrote down the words "experiment" and "guess".

In the end, there was only a golden book above my head and I opened the page "rattle".

When the pages of rapid turn stopped, a golden page fell from it, floating, attracted by invisible power and fell on the jade plate of white paper.

“Brush ~”

Golden light surged out, gathering lines of handwriting on the white paper. The four words raised their heads instantly made Chu Liuxian's eyes lit up and he put down his jade pen.

"graft!"

Looking at these four words, Chu Liuxian smiled and thought to himself: "I finally found it."

"I searched for the information of the ghost that day and took a quick look, but I left an impression. Fortunately, I remembered it correctly. If I didn't know how long it would take to find a needle in a haystack."

Chu Liuxian quickly got rid of those distracting thoughts and carefully read the information on the white paper.

Immortals, Buddhas, demons... All the Taos have used spirit ghosts for more than tens of thousands of years, and among them are the powerful spirit ghosts, whose strength is even greater than their masters, leaving a great reputation in history.

Since it is of such great use, how can no one study it?

Spiritual ghosts are divided into seven grades of immortals, heaven, earth, humans, spirits, lipos, and ghosts. Among them, the above three grades are high, and immortals are supreme.

However, how can fairies and ghosts be easily obtained?

Therefore, I don’t know how many geniuses have spent their entire life studying the level of the Spirit Ghost in order to think of effective methods to improve the level of the Spirit Ghost.

The "transplanting flowers and connecting trees" that Chu Liuxian was looking for was a famous experiment.

"The level of the spirit ghost depends on the time it is formed, what is its origin?"

"A wisp of fairy spirit energy is the origin, and it is the fairy spirit ghost."

"The pure yang spiritual power of the Yang God is the origin, which is the heavenly spirit ghost; the pure yin spiritual power of the Yin God is the origin, which is the earthly spirit ghost; the true spiritual power of the Yin Spirit is the origin, which is the human spirit ghost."

"The ordinary qi-induced spiritual power that is filled with heaven and earth is the origin of the fourth-grade spirit ghost."

"Wait later, the seventh-grade ghost is filled with the death energy of the living beings, and the sixth-grade Li Po is filled with the resentment of the tragic death..."

Chu Liuxian supported her hands on the white jade desk table, her eyes were looking at the white paper, but her mind had already flown.

"The three levels of spiritual power have no qualitative changes, and can be collectively called the true spiritual power, which is the current origin of the evil Buddha boy."

"If the Yin God pure Yin Spirit Power can be changed to its original source, it can be upgraded to a third-grade spirit ghost."

"This is: move~flow~connect~wood~!"

Chu Liuxian stood up on the white jade table table, and walked in the jade hall with his hands on his back, his mind filled with the information he had just found.

"Thousands of years ago, the true man Mo Zhai, who was a great success in the Yang Shen, studied thousands of spirit ghosts and proposed a Mo's conjecture, that is, the seven-star spirit island in the spirit ghost's body is not unchanged, and at some point, there will be drastic changes."

"If you can continuously wash away the Chaos Sea with a higher level of spiritual energy, you can seize that opportunity in the Seven Star Island. There is a certain chance that the above level of spiritual energy can be used to transfer flowers and wood, achieve the effect of changing the origin and improving the level of the spirit ghost."

"Genius, what a genius!"

"Madman, you can't do it if you are not a madman!"

The more Chu Liuxian thought about it, the more excited he became, and he praised him. He observed, thought of it, and made a guess, which was a genius; if he practiced it, he could be called a madman.

True Man Mo Zhai is such a genius and a madman.

He is a real person who has achieved great success in Yang Shen. He has a bright future and is devoted to the experiment of Mo's conjecture. He spent the last hundreds of years of his life, which leads to the inability to go further and eventually stopping in Yang Shen.

His experiment succeeded and failed.

The method of Mo Zhai Zhenren, known as the method of transplanting flowers and connecting trees, did indeed successfully upgrade the level of the spirit ghost and successfully created the heavenly spirit ghost.

But the cost is too much, it's just an experiment.

It is said that before the extinction of the real person, Mo Zhai, made a judgment that if he wanted to upgrade a spirit ghost from a third-grade earth spirit ghost to a second-grade heavenly spirit ghost, at least one Yang Shen Zhenren, who would never sleep, be wholehearted and be poor for three years.

No matter what, how much time is for a Yang Shen Zhenren to spend three years? How much does it cost to restore the pure Yang spiritual power of three years?

This is not cost-effective at all.
To be continued...