Murong Kunpeng blinked his big eyes, and suddenly understood: It seems that I am thinking a little too much......

In order to allow himself to be completely empty and not think about anything, Brother Bird tried various methods, such as counting his wife, one wife, two wives, three wives...... When he counted how many wives he had forgotten, he succeeded in meditating.

Murong Kunpeng only felt a flower in front of him, as if he had traveled to an extremely desolate, gloomy, and terrifying place.

The ground here is covered with pure black sand, so black that it is like a night with no fingers in sight.

The only color of embellishment is gray-white bones, which cannot be distinguished from those of humans or beasts, and piles of them can be seen everywhere.

There was no sun or moon in the dim sky, only a gray mist that faintly shone through.

The yin wind gusted, cold to the bone marrow, whistling in his ears like a ghost crying wolf, Murong Kunpeng listened carefully, the wind seemed to be really mixed with crying, not only crying, but also laughter, shouting, scolding, roaring, and so on.

At this moment, a magical green light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and a short and fat Taoist with five short statures appeared in the green light.

This person is boxy and has a big face, small eyes, single eyelids, and a small mouth, white and clean, chubby, bare grass on the top of his head, and a reckless atmosphere, don't look at him Look, he is not amazing, but he is wearing a blue robe, and the robe is embroidered with a golden sword, which represents his identity is one of the three major Xuanjun of Xuanzong.

Murong Kunpeng didn't know him, but it could be seen that he had seen Qin Fang's power, and he would naturally not be an ordinary person who could be ranked with Qin Fang.

"The bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspected to be frost on the ground, look up at the bright moon, this seat Guo Yungang!" The short and fat Taoist's small eyes narrowed into a slit, and he introduced himself in a loud voice, and his big voice was deafening, refreshing, and deafening!

Murong Kunpeng thought at first that he might like to squint and smile as much as he did, but after a long period of observation, he realized that in fact, whether he smiled or not, his small eyes were slit......

After introducing himself, the short and fat Taoist Guo Yungang squinted at Murong Kunpeng: "This is just an image left by this seat, young man, you don't have to pay a big salute!"

"Today, I will pass you the "Ghost Heart Sutra" from this seat, this "Ghost Heart Sutra" talks about how to resist ghosts, if you want to resist ghosts, you must first know what ghosts are.

"What is a ghost?

"After a person dies, his soul leaves his body and does not enter [reincarnation], he is called a ghost!

"A long, long time ago, there was a [Lingxiao Treasure Palace] in charge of the [Heavenly Strip], and a [Yin Cao Difu] guarding reincarnation!

"Monks who become immortals can go to the Lingxiao Treasure Hall and rank in the immortal class! After death, the ghost goes to the underworld, reincarnated, or goes to the eighteen layers of hell to suffer.

"But I don't know what happened later, now that the Lingxiao Treasure Hall and the Netherworld Mansion have disappeared, the monk no longer knows where he will go after crossing the catastrophe and becoming an immortal, and originally according to the rules of heaven, after a person dies, the ghost will be forcibly ingested into the [Netherworld], take the [Huangquan Road], cross the [Ghost Gate Pass], climb the [Wangxiang Terrace], drink [Meng Po Soup], and cross the [Nai He Bridge]......

"However, now that the heavens are declining and the reincarnation is collapsing, some ghosts will wander in the world after death, even if they go to the netherworld, because there is no netherworld, they will not enter the cycle again, and the evil ghosts in the eighteenth layer of hell have long been freed from the shackles and rushed to the netherworld, and now the netherworld is already a place of death where ghosts are rampant.

"It is precisely because of this that the status of ghost cultivation will become higher and higher, well, then again, how to resist ghosts, you listen to me slowly!"

Guo Yungang opened a white paper fan and shook it, just like talking about cross talk under the overpass:

"As the saying goes, the lights go out when people die! When a man dies, the lamp goes out! People are lively people, what kind of lights are lights?

"Folklore has it that there are three fires on the body of a man, one on the top of the head and two on the shoulder, which are the yang fires in the human body.

"I heard that Dan Xiu cultivates these three fires, but in our ghost cultivation here, these three fires are the lights that go out when people die!

"How Dan Xiu cultivated these three fires into Dan Huo, I don't know, but I know that only when these three lights are extinguished can I become a ghost cultivator!

"After these three lamps are extinguished, people are between yin and yang, and after these three lamps are extinguished, what remains is [Death Hole]!

"Let's leave him alone for the time being, what I'm going to talk about now is the death hole on the top of my head. You can't see or touch this death hole, but it plays a vital role in controlling ghosts, because the first ghost you want to fight will live here!

"And your first ghost, called [Natal Ghost], will accompany you throughout your life, fight side by side with you, and grow with you, so the first ghost is very important to you, you must choose the ghost with the most development potential!

"What the hell has the most potential? Of course, it is the ghost with the deepest resentment, the deeper the grudge, the stronger the ghost, and he will become stronger and stronger as the grudge is not released for a longer time, but correspondingly, the stronger he is, the more it will affect your Dao heart!

"But many people still choose this way, after all, you have to be strong first, otherwise you may not live that long!

"Okay, without further ado, I'll show you how to start cultivating and how to resist ghosts and ......."

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Murong Kunpeng slowly opened his eyes, he felt that he might not have a chance with the ghost, according to Guo Yungang, the most difficult thing about ghost cultivation is actually to extinguish the three lamps when he first entered and not die, because the qualifications of ghost cultivation cannot be judged in advance, and the only way to judge is when the lights are turned off.

It's okay to extinguish one lamp, then extinguish the second one, and then extinguish the third one if it's okay, and the three lights are still alive and kicking around, that's a good qualification for ghost cultivation; If it is half-dead, it is considered a medium qualification and can be cultivated; Those who only have one breath left, their qualifications are too poor, and they are barely cultivating; Directly dead...... That, of course, is completely unqualified!

Murong Kunpeng felt that every ghost cultivator was an angel with folded wings in his previous life, so he should be a birdman with peace of mind!

Looking at Xin'er, who was looking up at him, Murong Kunpeng hesitated for a while, and finally rejected her politely: "Xiangke!" ”

"Ah......" Xin'er suddenly looked like a wilted cucumber that had been beaten by frost, and the whole person was depressed, and a pair of embarrassed eyebrows were cute.

Murong Kunpeng couldn't help but look at her cute state and reached out to kill her, but at this time, he suddenly felt that his stomach hurt as if a dirty and sinful hand was holding his ovaries hard!

It hurt so much that he wanted to scream but couldn't scream, his whole body had no strength at all, at this moment, Brother Bird's heart almost collapsed, and he couldn't help but want to curl up, so at this moment, a pair of warm and soft little hands suddenly hugged him......