Looking in the direction Qing Lian pointed, Ye Huo found that she was seeing an old building that was almost deserted.

Ye Huo rode over in a bicycle and looked at the old building carefully. He vaguely remembered that it seemed like a health center in the past. Later, he didn't know why the building was closed, and the building was not demolished, so he was abandoned here.

Through the locked large iron door, Yehuo could see that the open space inside was covered with weeds.

Qing Lian flew directly through the iron gate, flew around the open space, and soon ran back with excitement on his face and said to Ye Huo: "Young Master, there is a spiritual medicine inside."

"real?"

Ye Huo looked happy and climbed up the two-meter-high iron gate and flipped in. Under Qing Lian's guidance, he soon found a blood-red flower growing on a pile of sand in the corner of the wall, which was a bit like a red lily, exuding a strange smell, which made Ye Huo unable to help but cover his nose.

How to say it, the smell feels like a piece of cow dung soaked in inferior perfume, which is mixed with some fart bugs, whip scorpions and other bed bugs. The first mouthful is not irritating, but it has endless aftertaste. After two seconds, Ye Huo's brain was blank and he almost fainted.

"Damn, why didn't you say it earlier?" Ye Huo covered his nose and avoided ten meters away. The smell still did not dissipate, as if it had stuck to his clothes and couldn't get rid of it.

Qing Lian said naively, "It smells smelly? Why can't I smell it at all? Oh, by the way, the spirit body has no sense of smell."

Ye Huo almost believed it, but immediately remembered that Qing Lian was not an ordinary female ghost, but a master of the Golden Elixir stage in the cultivation world. How could she not recognize such a low-level spiritual medicine? She definitely wanted to see Ye Huo suffer a defeat!

After Ye Huo saw through the trick, Qing Lian immediately changed the topic and said, "I remembered that this seemed to be a poison, called the Red Mimasa, which is used to raise zombies and ghosts, and the favorite of ghost cultivators."

"Ghost Cultivation?" Ye Huo asked curiously.

Qing Lian was about to explain, but suddenly noticed something and quickly got back into his phone.

A few seconds later, a black shadow jumped down from the wall and landed on the open space of the health center.

Here comes a skinny middle-aged man with deep eye sockets, wearing a black long goat, a goatee, and a pair of cotton shoes under his feet. This dress is very similar to the anti-corner style of an old movie in the 1990s.

The night wind was gentle and the smell was stinking. Yehuo and the goatee man looked at each other, and there was a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.

Ye Huo didn't expect an outsider to pop up suddenly. The goatee man didn't expect that the red mimosa would be taken first. Both sides didn't know the details of the opposite side, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

After about two seconds of silence, the goatee took the lead, but not for Ye Huo, but for the Red Misa.

He is thin and looks only 1.6 meters tall. He looks weak, but his speed is extremely fast. He is like a gust of wind in the dark, and he is about to catch the red mimosa.

But Ye Huo's speed is faster than him!

Although this red mimosa seems to have no effect on him, the spiritual medicine is a spiritual medicine after all. Since it was discovered first, it is impossible for people to give in.

"Master?"

The goatee was suddenly shocked and avoided Ye Huo's flying kick. After sensing Ye Huo's amazing speed and strength, he couldn't help but exclaim.

Ye Huo was not talking nonsense, and he failed to succeed in one blow, and another whip leg was whipped out on his side.

After breaking through the early stage of physical training, Ye Huo found many self-study videos of Sanda teaching online in order to be able to exert his strength stronger, and simply learned some tricks on fists and feet, so that they could be useful when encountering this situation.

But Ye Huo did not expect that his opponent would come so quickly, and he thought that at least a month later, other cultivators would appear.

However, Ye Huo noticed that the spiritual fluctuations on the goatee man were a bit special and he was not an ordinary practitioner.

His sense of energy was not that accurate, but he could also detect that this guy exuded a cold and rotten aura, which didn't feel like a living person, but more like a moving corpse.

Is this what Qing Lian mentioned to be a ghost cultivator!

No matter what, from the perspective of speed and strength, I should have the advantage, so I will subdue him first.

The whip leg was swept out and barely touched the goatee's waist. He took a breath of coldness in pain, and quickly took a few steps back. Anger burst out in his eyes, and a sharp voice snorted: "Soldier Ghost!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a black talisman flew out from the cuff of his long gown and exploded in the sky. It turned into an iron armored Yin soldier, holding a long-handled axe, and slashed at Ye Huo in a fierce manner, which was very scary.

However, Ye Huo was not scared. He has been with Qing Lian day and night these days, and has already had a certain ability to accept this kind of spirit body. This iron-armored Yin Soldier is similar to the Yin Soldier played out by the Six-Fingered Piano Demon in the movie Kung Fu, and there is only one, and the speed is not too fast, so naturally it is not that scary.

"Bang!"

Ye Huo pressed his legs down and opened his horse stance, lowered his center of gravity. He raised his hands above his head and clapped his palms. Unfortunately, he just happened to clamp the axe of the Yin soldier between his hands, allowing the Yin soldier to press down with force. Ye Huo was still motionless, as stable as Mount Tai.

"What a move to catch the blade with empty hands!"

Although it was an enemy, the goatee couldn't help but exclaim after seeing Ye Huo's response.

"Bang!"

The non-substantial axe looked scary, but it was actually very light and crisp. Ye Huo used his arms to smash the axe. At the same time, a cannon fist hit the chest of the iron armored Yin soldiers, directly piercing the iron armor, and knocked the Yin soldiers into the opposite direction, and the smoke disappeared.

"puff……"

The goatee was still applauding the applause of old blood, and then thrust out and knelt down and begged for mercy: "Good man, please spare me!"

The Soldier is already his strongest ace, but he was defeated by Ye Huo so easily. He had no determination to continue fighting with Ye Huo. It was no longer a good deal to get a Soldier for a red mimosa. If he couldn't even save his life, it would be a big loss.

Without grievances or grudges, Ye Huo would not kill anyone, but he was still very interested in the origin of the goatee, so he stepped forward and asked, "What's your name? Where did it come from?"

The goatee-bearded man respectfully knelt on the ground and said, "The villain is named Yang Gui, who is from Xixiang. He is taught by Zhao Baohuang, the first ghost cultivator in Yinfeng Mountain."

He is indeed a ghost cultivator.

"How much do you know about the revival of the earth's spiritual energy today?" Ye Huo asked again.
Chapter completed!