The other party was dressed in a navy blue high-necked robe, which looked like a medieval Western priest or something.

On his face, he also wears a sheep's horn mask.

"What person?" Fang Yang asked subconsciously.

The voice came out, and his consciousness secretly poked out, trying to probe the other party's cultivation.

It's just that when he comes into contact with the visitor's body, he feels a sense of rejection that blocks his perception.

It can be guessed that the other party either has a spiritual treasure that isolates the consciousness of others, or it is equivalent to or even surpasses oneself in the realm of cultivation.

Fang Yang suddenly cheered up and was extremely vigilant.

"I can help you. ”

After a half-quarter of an hour of confrontation, the caller finally spoke.

The voice is smoky and deep.

Obviously, this person deliberately didn't want to reveal his identity, and temporarily changed his original timbre through his true qi.

"Help me?" Fang Yang narrowed his small eyes into a slit and snorted lightly, "Don't you know who I am, just say help me, is it possible to have a grudge against the Dao Academy?"

"You're smart. The person who came was silent for a while before continuing to speak, he didn't expect that the evil spirit would have such a strong thinking ability, "Don't talk nonsense, I can help you get out of trouble." ”

"What are the conditions?" Although he didn't know the identity of the other party, Fang Yang was still attracted by the content of his words.

"I want you to kill the immortal master. ”

......

The night breeze was slightly cold, and he returned to his boudoir.

Oil lamps were installed in the house.

Sit at the counter.

In the bronze mirror, his face is clearly reflected.

Yan Jiujiu raised his slightly trembling hand and touched his cheek.

The skin of that piece had become withered, like the bark of an old tree dried in the air, in stark contrast to the delicate and white skin of other places.

Under the stone mortar, she smelled the blood of the dead baby, and now, the skin was aging with it.

She poured out an unknown green liquid from the bottle and applied it to the damaged piece of skin.

Miraculous things happen, and within a few seconds, the aging skin becomes delicate again.

She looked intently at herself in the mirror,

Young, dignified and energetic.......

However, her eyes became hollow and blank little by little.

"How long will I live?"

"Ten years, twenty years, and all of a sudden, ......"

"Morning life and twilight death, life is like floating ......"

"How long will I live......."

She murmured repeatedly, like a demon.

Bean-sized tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes and dripped on the open canvas on the counter.

In the painting, a young woman with gray hair is beautiful, as if she is smiling faintly at herself.

The lower corner of the scroll,

One line of small print:

On the swallow and the pearl, the fishing hangs all over the sea.

"Are you really someone else's 'shadow'?"

In the room, I remembered the woman's whisper again.

.......

[Assist Character 4: Li Zisheng - Realm: Feeling the Truth - Grace Point: None - You can steal the True Qi obtained in cultivation: 0%].

After the person left, Fang Yang called up the system panel.

The fourth column is replaced by an extra person's name.

The other party deliberately concealed his identity, but he never imagined that he had a system.

Moreover, the mechanism of the system, as long as the characters who have an intersection with themselves, will be prepared into it, unless the strength of this person is lower than everyone in the power column, then it will not be counted by the system.

"Li Zisheng, Li Zidethroned ......."

Fang Yang's expression was stunned.

I remember that in the Taoist courtyard, there was a man named Li Zidi,

Wei Suo also called him senior brother, and when he first crossed over, it was the other party who went to report the letter to the old immortal master.

The mysterious person just now is called Li Zizhuo.

Could it be a coincidence that you hit a name?

The more Fang Yang thought about it, the more strange it became.

If this person wants him to kill the old immortal master, he must have a grudge against the immortal master.

And this person shouldn't be a hidden spy or something like that in the Taoist Academy, otherwise, how could a true period hide in the mountains without being detected.

But

None of that matters anymore.

After putting away the system panel, Fang Yang's gaze was fixed on his side,

There's a little more object there,

It was the mysterious man who just left behind.

A palm-sized hedron.

The hedron is pitch black and still glowing.

The transparent interior reflects hideous grimaces.

According to the mysterious man, this is the Na Ling Bead, which contains seven low-level and above nightmare ghosts.

These nightmares are at the mercy of their casters, can use them for their own purposes, and can even possess their bodies to manipulate others.

Fang Yang has a plan,

Can I use the Nightmare to help me get the Taoist Book at Chibako's residence?

Seems to work!

When the time comes, no matter what kind of conspiracy he has, as long as he lifts the ban, he will run away immediately, and make sure that no one wants to find him.

It's just that Fang Yang doesn't know,

The real purpose of the mysterious man to give him these nightmare ghosts was actually to let it devour them, so that he could quickly recover his body, and then go and kill the old immortal master.

Evil spirits are energy bodies stripped from the negative emotions of sages, and in a sense, evil spirits can also be classified as nightmares, or even high-level nightmares.

Ghosts devour each other and then strengthen themselves is the survival instinct of these negative energy creatures.

Everyone doesn't know that the evil spirit is still an evil spirit, but the soul has changed hands, and Fang Yang's survival instinct is to survive!

"How do I use this?"

Fiddling with the spar, Fang Yang glared and observed.

The ghost inside seemed to be very afraid of himself, and his originally hideous cheeks immediately fell down after looking at Fang Yang.

That's the instinctive awe of the lower creatures for the higher creatures!

Fang Yang poured his true qi into it.

The spar was very dark for a while.

The entire Scorching Hall was filled with a thick gray mist, and the scene inside the hall became even darker.

"Tick, tick, tick......"

In the depths of darkness, it seems that there are droplets of water falling.

Inexplicable fear spreads.

Fang Yang suddenly exhaled turbid qi, his true qi urged, and red blood light burst out from his body, dispelling the gray mist.

The dripping sound came to an abrupt end, followed by a wail.

Something flashed before his eyes, and he ducked back into the darkness that was dull around him.

"Sure enough. Fang Yang said softly.

These nightmare are afraid of light and like to stay in extreme darkness, so every polar night is the time when they are most active.

Therefore, there is a rumor among the people that once it is night, you must leave the lights and not make any sound, otherwise the nightmare will find you.

The one summoned in front of him should be a ghost formed after the death of a beast.

As for the sound of ticking water, maybe it was saliva coming out of its mouth.

Looking at the source of the sound, a pool of thick, black liquid was left behind.

Fang Yang retracted the red blood light emitted from his body, and the hall returned to darkness.

He let out of his consciousness and felt a corner of darkness huddle in a clump of things.

It was a creature that Fang Yang had never seen before, with a flat and deformed lower body, and its head was full of tentacles, and the tentacles covered the mouthparts, so saliva lay on the ground along the lower jaw.

Fang Yang became more and more convinced that there were many strange creatures in this world that he didn't know.

Indescribable, hideous and terrifying!

"Come here!"

Fang Yang called out and tried to command this strange creature.

The ghost creature was terrified of him, but when he heard the command, he still squirmed his body and approached his approach.

Fang Yang was overjoyed when he saw the hunt.

"It's time to steal the Daodian!"

Right now

The righteous man named Li Zizheng probably couldn't have imagined that the nightmare ghost he cultivated would be used by Fang Yang for stealing.