"Hey, why aren't you leaving?"

Ling Qi turned his head and looked coldly at the young man who gritted his teeth as if he was holding back his strength. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The young man was stunned for a moment, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and finally took a deep breath and stepped forward, trying to negotiate with Ling Qi.

Ling Qi figured out what he wanted to know, where he was willing to stay in this ghost place and listen to strangers complaining for help.

There are many strange things about this plane, not only here, but also secrets for him to explore.

The matter of the apartment can be completely put to an end temporarily. When you have a task, see how you feel. It doesn't hurt to execute it, but who can help him if he doesn't execute?

Leave the apartment for more than three days to obliterate?

Hehe, I really think I'm the master! It's nothing more than a bunch of "ghost" things with their heads and tails hidden!

So, before Li Yin could speak, he saw Ling Qi's neatness again.

I saw him wave his hand impatiently.

"I'm leaving, I don't need this room for the time being, you can move in if you want to. ”

Then, without waiting for Li Yin to ask more questions and persuade more. With a calm look, Ling Qi walked away.

"Actually... I just wanted to say... I live right next door!"

Li Yin, who was chasing after him quickly, looked at the empty corridor, looked at the jumping numbers on the elevator door, and said helplessly at the air.

Ling Qi's departure did not have any impact on the apartment and the other residents of the apartment, and the significant increase in the death rate of the apartment task has not been completely put on the table, but everyone is not stupid, and under the turbulent undercurrent, even the pretentious new building manager has no heart to care about others anymore.

Each man sweeps the snow in front of his own door, regardless of the frost on the tiles of others. If only one person in a group is like that, the other person will probably live a more nourishing life than the majority. But if everyone is like that, then probably everyone will not be happy.

Walking out of the "Ghost Alley", this time the portal to the outside world took the initiative to open to Ling Qi, and it was no longer a picture of turning back and not seeing the way back.

This is not a distinction between Ling Qi, every apartment resident has this privilege.

Apartment residents are not allowed to leave their apartments for too long, but it is not absolutely forbidden to go out.

Half an hour later, Ling Qi came to the black market.

After a walk, I returned disappointed.

The black boxing match that happens every week is not today, so Ling Qi didn't see the legendary fighter who could crack the stone.

And he could feel the exaggeration of the rumors, maybe the black market was too low-grade, maybe he was looking in the wrong direction, in short, he didn't find any secrets in the dark.

Late at night, Ling Qi casually found a hotel to stay, he didn't need to rest, but he could use the computer in the hotel room to do a lot of things. Moreover, he needs time to slightly change his structure according to the laws of this world to make it more in line with the standards of this world's power! His current strength is all hard supported by the life level, and in fact, it has not yet reached the limit of the rules!

In the past, this small body change was done in seconds. But now, he is a mortal in the flesh, and it takes a lot of effort to make a small change.

One night passed, and in the early morning, Ling Qi stood on the balcony, trying to absorb the power similar to the "Innate Purple Qi" in the daylight of this plane, but as a result, it ended in complete failure.

The first rays of sunlight often have a special meaning, and in any plane, this world is no different. It's not that it doesn't contain a trace of positive energy that is excellent for the human body, but that trace of energy is too active. Not to mention ordinary people, even Ling Qi, because there is no suitable method or exercise, this wisp of energy only swayed around his body for a while, and then dissipated.

Ling Qi was not disappointed, gave up his unrealistic plan, and prepared to go to a nearby temple.

There were other arrangements last night, so even if it was rumored that the temple was very effective, Ling Qi didn't plan to go directly.

In fact, if he hadn't hit the ghost, even if it was this morning, the place he wanted to visit would not have been able to open a small temple in the downtown area for profit!

Not to mention, there is a lot of traffic around the small temple, but it is only twenty or thirty meters away, as if it has suddenly been washed away from the hustle and bustle of the mortal world, giving people an ethereal taste.

"Bujue Temple. ”

Unconsciously, Fang Cheng Dajue.

Ling Qi looked at the almost rotten old plaque in front of the temple gate, and showed a slight smile.

The long queue in front of the temple was directly ignored by him, and those old and young women and children holding baskets and preparing incense were probably here to pray for blessings.

Ling Qi didn't need to pray for blessings, let alone believe in ghosts and Buddhas.

Not to mention the infinite powerhouse of the infinite plane, only he knows that if the world that a certain apartment in the current plane leads to comes out, any one of them can turn this slightly supernatural broken temple into a ghost!

Seeking Buddha?

Ling Qi's figure moved, as if no one was around to enter the temple that had not yet opened the door to welcome guests, and in some ingenious way, under the public, passed through a few monks who were doing morning classes, avoided everyone's eyes, and came to the main hall with a locked door for some reason!

Due to his limited strength, what could have been done easily, Ling Qi even used some "assassin skills" that had been almost forgotten.

Fortunately, mortal skills are sometimes useful, and Ling Qi's suppressed physique, doing those seemingly exaggerated movements, is still very easy.

This temple does have a supernatural spirit, but it is not the monks and Buddhas in the temple, but the small statues of the Buddha in the wall next to the Buddha*, the fifth in the fifth row on the right hand, and an eight-part Yaksha statue of the Dharma Protector!

In addition to the main hall, some large temples also have ten thousand Buddha halls, but it is rare to enshrine all ten thousand Buddhas in the main hall, let alone hear that the yaksha is worshiped as a Buddha.

Of course, the Buddhist culture of each plane is different, and I don't know if it is the cultural characteristics of the current world.

Ling Qi was not very polite, climbed up a few times, took the Yaksha statue away, and crushed it on the spot, a little black light flashed in his hand.

In Ling Qi's mind, there was immediately an article that seemed to be a true cultivation technique, but the evil aura was so dense that it was not a person's cultivation at all, it was purely a sacrificial technique combined with a certain martial art. Martial arts refinement, sacrifice yourself, sacrifice yourself into a "Great Black Yaksha King", become the criminal officer of the underworld, and hold the authority of part of the death and criminal law, but eternal life and eternal life can not be superborn...

Ling Qi looked around again, making sure that it was only this ghost thing that was supernatural.

As the spiritual light of the inheritance dissipated, the meager spiritual power that he had been waiting for for a long time was completely absorbed by him, although this ruined temple still had some lingering sounds, but it was not long before it would be contaminated by the red dust breath of the city.

Although I am curious, such an evil exercise inheritance item, the aftermath of the power radiation, will bring good luck to the believers?

But he didn't bother to dig deeper, and the movement of crushing the statue had already caused some footsteps.

"Squeak!"

As the door of the hall opened, Ling Qi flickered and pounced, directly passing by the monks who broke into the main hall in the blind corner of the eyes of others.

The monks only saw a small pile of fragments of Buddha statues falling to the ground.

Before the leading monk could rejoice, what was dropped was only a small statue in the corner.

Behind him, there was a sudden exclamation from the novice, and the monk asked dissatisfiedly, and then looked in the direction pointed by the novice who had been so frightened that he couldn't speak, and his heart immediately felt a sigh!

I saw the magnificent Buddha facing the gate, the gold paint on the eyes fell, and the black sand and stone squirred, like weeping...

After Ling Qi left the temple, he went directly to a nearby park.

Don't underestimate this park, I don't know if it's a coincidence, or if there is really an indigenous master's guidance, this urban garden is located on one of the few spiritual eyes within a radius of 100 miles!

There is also a spiritual spring in the science fiction plane, although it is not comparable to the spiritual spring in the Xianxia world, but ordinary people can live for more than ten or twenty years if they stay near the spring for a long time.

Ling Qi's perception of the area is limited to the memories of others and the information found on the Internet, and the failure of his divine sense has led to his lack of effective investigative methods, and many times he can only rely on the primitive means of "listening" and "speculation" to make up for it, so he can't be sure of anything before the field trip.

Having obtained the indigenous "Cultivation Technique", even if he didn't know the grade and seemed to have a lot of restrictions, Ling Qi still had to study it in depth. After all, he has a limited amount of chips to meet the rules, so even a small amount of money is good.

In the inheritance, there is actually enough spiritual power to support the small success of the exercises, but the problem is that it has been waiting for the inheritor for too long, and most of the spiritual power has already dissipated.

Ling Qi wasn't ready to practice according to the book at all, so he needed more natural spiritual power to be safe!

It is not difficult to interpret the exercises, it belongs to the soul inheritance, there is no problem of understanding, and this method is more high-end than the content of the exercises.

What to sacrifice to oneself and exercise one's body, these hellish cumbersome steps, Ling Qi didn't bother to try.

He directly based on the "principle" of the exercises, plus the "phase" that was finally formed, and began to transform his body!

Ling Qi has never practiced the Eight * Nine Xuan Gong, but he also knows the way of change.

The Yaksha King is in charge of the side of death and criminal authority, and Ling Qi treats it as a rule and tries to parse it, but progress is slow.

The powerful "physique" of the Yaksha King, including the resulting "evil power", Ling Qi only slightly tried to change his mortal structure to fit the "principle" of the "Yaksha Phase", and immediately reached the so-called Xiaocheng stage!

To do this, he didn't even use that meager inheritance power!

Sure enough, it's easy to discard one aspect and specialize in another!

Ling Qi, who is ten feet tall, has three heads and six arms, and has a green face and fangs, his scarlet eyes are staring at the thick arms with muscular hair, and the fingers the thickness of carrots are like daggers, and the palms are huge like a fan.

He could feel that the Yaksha King's blue-black skin, like gold and iron, was immune to most hot and cold damage, and was more effective against physical damage, and even had a certain resistance to attacks from the soul and spiritual planes.

Even without the authority to control death and criminal law as described, the evil power in the Yaksha King's body can still restrain ninety percent of the spirits, and the suppression of living beings may be even more serious.

Probably the only flaw in this kind of power is the extreme fear of positive energy, such as the innate purple qi that he also tried to absorb in the morning, such as pure Buddha power!