"Brother Mengxin, let's tell the story"

"Okay, okay, this is a good note, let's tell a story together."

Everyone expressed their support for Manwen's proposal, and everyone sat together, gathered in a circle, waiting to hear the story. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After all, everyone is a young person, and it is boring enough to practice every day, and it is rare that you can go out to breathe during the rare trial, and now you can listen to stories.

In the other world, stories are rare, and in addition to hearsay, they are either their own personal experiences or cultivation experiences.

Lin Yi: "Then let's talk about why you want to cultivate."

Inexplicable: "When I was very young, a group of bandits came to the village to rob and slaughter our village, and a lot of food and property in the village name were robbed, and many girls were ruined"

"At that time, I was only seven years old, and I fled with my parents, and then the village chief invited a master to kill all those bandits, and I knew that there were still cultivators in the world, and I was inspired to become a martial artist."

For the inexplicable words, everyone was silent and felt sorry for him.

Lin Yi: "Come on, you will definitely become an excellent martial artist in the future, protect the people around you"

Qin Huai: "Our village is still martial, the village is quite strong, the village chief is a master in the middle of the silver period, and there are some guest qing, everyone in our village wants to be a master like the village chief, and I am the same."

Xue Liu: "My family is in Fallen Leaf City, I started cultivating since I was a child, and later joined the Sword Pavilion, I want to become a powerful martial artist"

Everyone has their own reasons for why they became a martial artist, Lin Yi is not interested in this kind of topic, he likes to listen to ghost stories.

"Senior Brother Mengxin, why do you want to become a martial artist, and your strength is still so strong"

Lin Yi: "Because I have good talent, I didn't expect to be able to cultivate as soon as I practice, so that's it"

Although Lin Yi's answer was a little vague, he didn't need talent at all, as long as he fought monsters and upgraded his level, it took him a year to reach the late golden stage, and everyone present either cultivated since childhood, or joined the Sword Pavilion to cultivate.

Lin Yi: "The story, go on"

"It's over"

"We don't have a story anymore"

"Senior Brother Meng must be a person with a story, his strength is so strong, he must have experienced a lot"

"Then I'll tell you about the aura and attributes in the martial artist's body first."

"Martial artists are cultivators of aura, aura exists in heaven and earth, aura can be used to convert, into attribute elements, but the ratio of conversion is 3:1, that is, three into the aura can only be converted into one element"

"But my attributes are special, the conversion ratio is 3:3, 100% conversion, so I use the power of the elements more, you will definitely find the reason for the conversion ratio if you explore more in the future."

After Lin Yi's words were finished, the topic died again, and a group of people gathered together, but they didn't say a word, and the scene was weird and embarrassing. "It seems that everyone really has no topic."

"Do you know about ghost cultivation?"

Everyone shook their heads, and it seemed that no one knew.

"The path of cultivation does not distinguish between good and evil, the heart is righteous and evil, and the heart is more evil than evil."

"Ghost cultivation refers to the cultivation of a person's soul that does not disperse after death, exists in a soul state, and absorbs people's essence"

"The soul is also the soul of the gods, the martial artist cultivates, changes his life against the sky, even if the body dies, he can also reunite the body through the soul or reunite the body, complete the reshaping of the body, if you want to kill the high-level martial artist, you must be destroyed, or you can't kill it"

"The human body belongs to yang, the soul belongs to yin, some cultivators' souls do not want to return to the body, turn into ghost cultivation, and lose all the yang energy on their bodies, some are just cold, and the most rigid to yang is a weapon to restrain ghost cultivation, such as flames, thunder and lightning..."

"Brother Mengxin, you know so much"

"It's nothing, it's just that if you read too many novels, you will naturally understand"

"What's that, fiction?"

"Fiction... Fiction is knowledge, just like the historical records of the Senluo Continent, well, that's it"

"Mmmm, you know so much about Senior Brother Mengxin..."

"Let me tell you a ghost story, this is a ghost story of a mortal realm"

"There is a country called "Earth", which is a mortal country, which has been passed down for thousands of years since the birth of human beings, and this country also has its own cultural customs and religious beliefs."

"The world is so big, there are no wonders, even if it is a mortal country, there are some supernatural events"

"It's a fictional story, a certain year, a certain month, a certain day, a photography team went to a village to shoot, and it was rumored that the village was haunted, so they wanted to find out"

"Halfway through, the car had a flat tire, so I had to walk"

"Stop" Ruoyan suddenly interrupted Lin Yi's words, "What is the car?" ”

"On the way, the horse stumbled, so it had to walk, and at night, there was a sound of rustling, and one person was missing, and no one found out what was going on, and when he woke up the next day, he was dead, and four people left his body and moved on"

"There was a river in front of him, and another man was drowned, and the others scooped up his body, and saw that there was a pair of hands at the feet of the deceased, and it was the first deceased who grabbed his feet, and the question was why the first deceased was in the water?"

"In the face of this weirdness, the remaining three people have long lost their desire to explore, and just want to get out of here as soon as possible, and on the way, another person was accidentally stoned to death, and the other two also died accidentally."

"That's the story, isn't it good?"

"Good to hear" everyone listened to with relish.

"I'm telling you a ghost story, it's a ghost story about the Academy, Back Mountain, as the most mysterious place of all ghost stories, that's what I'm going to talk about today"

"Xiao Ming, is a naughty student, always mischievous, always like to bully other students, one day, Xiaohong was sweeping the floor, and suddenly saw tufts of hair growing on the ground, so frightened that he threw the broom and left directly"

"Xiao Ming saw Xiaohong come out, and jumped out to scare her with a wow, and Xiaohong ran home directly"

"In the evening, Xiao Ming's father called Xiao Hong and asked her if Xiao Ming was with you? It turned out that Xiao Ming hadn't come home yet, and Xiao Ming's father called everywhere to ask"

"Worried that something would happen to his son, Xiao Ming's father took someone to look for him near the college, and the moment he found Xiao Ming, everyone was stunned"

"I saw Xiao Ming playing alone in a grave, his face showed fierceness, and his whole body revealed a chill"

"Xiao Ming's father brought gongs, drums and other basins, and beat them vigorously, and finally Xiao Ming fainted, and a cloud of black gas ran out of his nose, which is said to be scared away, and from then on, Xiao Ming also became a good student"

"That's the story"

"It's so scary, I didn't expect the mortal world to be full of crises"

Somewhere in the Sword Pavilion...

"I didn't expect Lin Yi to understand so much at such a young age, knowledge is power"

"Fortunately, Xiao Ming's father arrived in time, otherwise Xiao Ming would have been taken away, it's really terrible"