Yan Jiujiu probed his true qi.

A gray-black mist began to surge, coming out of Chibako's eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.

The whole room was filled up quickly.

The oil lamps in the hands of the disciples were not extinguished, but from the naked eye, there was no light at all.

It's a strange feeling, and it's about to be covered with wax.

An inexplicable fear hung over us.

Everyone felt like they had a pair of hands on their shoulders.

"Half of you, half of me ......"

The hoarse and dry child's voice was attached to his face, whispering in a low voice.

"It's a boy ghost. Yan Jiujiu was very calm, and a faint blue halo spread out around his body, and the gray mist dissipated in an instant after coming into contact with the blue light.

"Don't be afraid, it's just the lowest-level ghost, it's fearless, it naturally can't hurt you in the slightest. ”

Yan Jiujiu reminded the female disciples beside her.

As she said, there are also strong and weak nightmares.

When the polar night comes, not only the absence of light and darkness, but also the overwhelming negative energy that pours into the world.

Generally, during this period, the dead species, whether human or beast, as long as there is a spirit, the soul may become a nightmare after being exposed to these negative energies.

And the so-called pasty boy is the lowest category.

Before the arrival of the polar night, if the children born are girls without labor, then the fate that awaits them is to be killed by their parents, and then bury their bones under the stone mortar in their own yard, hoping to reduce the burden on the family.

This kind of ghost thing is not strong, and ordinary able-bodied adults may not be able to hurt it, let alone monks.

Obviously, Chibazi was injured the day before yesterday and her body was extremely weak, so she was taken advantage of by the evil spirit.

After hearing this, the surrounding female disciples forced themselves to calm down.

"It's really unreachable, it's really unattainable, it's not true to me, it's clear and me, it's empty and empty......."

They closed their eyes and began to recite the Sutra in their mouths.

Strange to say,

After the syllables were transmitted through the room, the gray mist was like a cloud that had been blown away, and it disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The oil lamp in his hand shines again.

On the bed, Chibako still didn't wake up, but she became much calmer, and didn't murmur strangely.

When they opened their eyes, the female disciples were all relieved.

"In the Taoist courtyard, how can there be a pasty ghost. Yan Jiujiu's expression became solemn.

Generally speaking, after the paste boy was killed, he could basically only wander around the courtyard, and this is the Taoist courtyard, why is there such a ghost?

A bad guess suddenly rose in her mind.

Thinking of this, Yan Jiujiu turned his face abruptly, his expression was unprecedentedly indifferent and serious, staring at the several female disciples behind him.

"In your women's dormitory, can anyone teach and receive private lessons from male disciples?"

In the Taoist Academy, male and female disciples are forbidden to secretly communicate with each other.

Because he was accepted as a Taoist boy or Taoist aunt, he was nominally a divine servant, and he worshiped the ancient god of Tai'er.

As a follower of the gods, there should be no improper distractions during the cultivation period.

The old immortal master was a Yao person, an extreme believer, and the reason why he would establish a Taoist temple in the mountains was to be able to be closer to the miracles.

It is rumored that in the primeval period, the barbarian Wu stepped on the low peak of the deer, and since then the mountains and seas have been lost, so this place was once regarded as the edge of this world.

It may be forgiven to give and receive privately in the Taoist Academy, but it is definitely an unforgivable sin to steal the forbidden fruit and kill a newborn child.

Yan Jiujiu was obviously furious to the extreme.

Half a minute passed, and no one responded.

The female disciples looked at each other, indicating that they did not know.

Yan Jiujiu ignored them anymore, turned around, first set up Chibazi on the bed, and then walked out of the courtyard with a calm face.

It was dark.

The lanterns on the dead branches emitted a flickering glow, and the silhouette of the distant mountains could be seen under the shadows of the trees.

There was no moon in the sky, so quiet that only the sound of breathing could be heard.

She let out her consciousness and enveloped the entire courtyard.

A few minutes later, her gaze fell on a tree not far from the well.

There is a funnel-shaped stone tool that is more than a meter high.

Yan Jiujiu walked closer, and the female disciples all gathered around.

The hand was slowly placed on the stone tool, and the true qi was agitated.

The funnel-shaped stone tools were directly flown aside.

What is buried underneath is clearly visible.

"Ahh

There was a blur of flesh there.

There are very few decaying parts and, obviously, they haven't been buried for long.

There are ants crawling on the skin and bones, and the smell of rushing noodles makes people sick to their stomachs.

"Let's find someone to deal with it. Yan Jiujiu's heart was completely cold, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

That's killing intent!

A few minutes later.

There were 100 women standing in the courtyard, lined up in turn, standing all over the courtyard and the cloister.

They learned about the situation when they came, no one was born, and they didn't say a word.

The little aunt was furious, and no one dared to frown at this time.

"Let me ask again, who is it?" Yan Jiujiu's eyes swept over everyone's faces.

Time seems to stand still.

Ten seconds, twenty seconds, thirty seconds.......

Still no one responded.

"Okay, let's get a check-up!"

.......

Inside the Scorching Temple.

Fang Yang rested,

As for what is going on over there in Yan Jiujiu now, he doesn't know anything about it, and he doesn't bother to care about it.

[Assist Character 2: Yan Jiu - Realm: Feeling the Truth - Grace Points: 33 - Can steal the True Qi obtained in cultivation: 2%].

On the panel, the column of Helping Character 2 was replaced by Yan Jiujiu.

"Only 2% can be stolen, so Song Ren's will be replaced. Fang Yang was speechless.

Through these years of research, he learned about the ordering mechanism of the system.

The more you can actually steal, the higher the ranking,

Therefore, in other words, two percent of Yan Jiu's true qi when he cultivated in the True Feeling Stage was more than twelve percent of Song Ren's in the Initial Realm.

It can be seen that the leap of each realm is a real gap.

The speed of cultivation is determined by qualifications, and it is also affected by strength, the higher the realm, the greater the capacity of the Qi Sea, and the more Heaven and Earth True Yuan will be absorbed.

"The point of grace is only added like this, it seems that Yan Jiujiu still has doubts about me. ”

Fang Yang said in his heart.

But even if it is only two percent, he is content, after all, his identity is an evil spirit now, and it is good that others are not wary of him, let alone grateful.

Raiders, you have to take it step by step!

During the rest, the scorching hall became darker and darker.

There is no light source,

After staying in such a claustrophobic environment for a long time, Fang Yang had long been used to it, so he didn't have much fear.

It's just that as time passes, a bright moon hangs in the black sky.

He suddenly opened his eyes and noticed something unusual.

"Stepping on ......"

The sound was like the sound of your toes tapping on gravel.

Fang Yang controlled his chrysalis body to lean up slightly, looking at the top of his head.

Conscious beings, he can still see clearly in the dark.

At this moment, the sound of the glazed tiles on the main hall being moved.

"Who!"

Fang Yang snorted.

At the same time, the true qi is agitated out,

The blood-red glow flickered, with a scorching heat, and rushed to the roof.

But in the next second,

When the red blood light touched the top pillar, it dissipated.

It seems that someone has directly sucked this vast true qi away.

"Huh?" Fang Yang was shocked.

At the same time, a figure fell from above.