After thinking about it, Jiang Feng cut off a leg of mutton and threw it to the gorgeous female ghost.

The female ghost caught the leg of mutton, thanked her, and pretended to eat it.

Jiang Feng ripped off another leg of mutton and feasted with relish.

"Shaoxia, the concubine has nothing to repay." The female ghost said gratefully.

"Then you don't have to report it." Jiang Feng said disappreciatively.

The female ghost was stunned, and said charmingly: "If the young man doesn't dislike it, the concubine is willing to make a promise." ”

"You're only fit to be my servant, you know? I have thirty-six maids, all of whom are stunning, and there are more than three hundred concubines......" Jiang Feng said nonsense.

"You're kidding me?" The female ghost said coldly.

"I'm playing tricks." Jiang Feng said seriously.

"There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell, so you can vote for it, and you will die." After the female ghost finished speaking, she stretched out her hand into a claw and grabbed it fiercely.

"A little ghost at the level of a ghost king dares to do something to me." Jiang Feng did not dodge or dodge, and drew his knife and slashed down.

The female ghost tried to dodge, but she couldn't dodge, and it was split in half by the tiger's teeth, and her soul suddenly scattered.

"Why aren't there any ghosts? I've eaten a leg of lamb for you, and you're going to kill me, eh. ”

Jiang Feng shook his head, held the tiger tooth in his left hand, and continued to walk forward.

There are good and evil, good and bad, and the ghosts in movies and TV series also have good ghosts and powerful ghosts.

When he came to this world, none of the ghosts he encountered were good, and he was looking forward to finding a good ghost.

The damp mist fell from the sky and drifted away with the wind, and the sounds of insects, birds, and beasts came and went.

Walking through the river breeze at night, while practicing the magic technique, I looked around.

Half an hour later, the sound of whirring came from the front.

On closer inspection, it was a series of vines, like a wielding long whip, pumping towards him violently.

The sword was drawn and swept away, the vines broke, and the screams followed.

Following the sound, a huge locust tree appeared in his sight.

"It turned out to be a dryad, killing himself, and he blamed me for being ruthless under the knife."

The tiger's teeth slashed in the air, the locust tree shattered into slag, and the dryad disappeared.

Stepping on the dead branches and rotten leaves, he walked forward neither fast nor slowly.

"Kill!" The earth-shattering shouts of killing rang out in a steady stream.

"It should be a battlefield, with a fierce spirit, and the soul of the soldiers will not die."

Looking at the armor-clad soul bodies, Jiang Feng thought in his heart.

"Dust to dust, dust to dust, rest in peace."

After Jiang Feng thought about it, he eliminated the anger on the soldier's soul.

After a while, tens of thousands of soldier souls, their expressions became serene, and after bending down and nodding in thanks, they all disappeared without a trace.

"The power of merit? What does it do? Even if it did, it would be too little. ”

A strange energy sank into his body, and he knew it was the power of merit.

The virtual and real bracelet could not create much merit power, and for him, it was really dispensable.

After another hour or so, there was an additional grave mountain in Jiang Feng's field of vision.

Looking up, the mountain is full of cemeteries, some with stone tablets in front of the tomb, and some with a mound of earth.

Ghosts of different appearances, dressed in various clothes, roam the mountains.

The fierce cold wind galloped endlessly, and the sound of whirring was non-stop.

"If ordinary people encounter this situation, they will be scared even if they are not scared to death."

Glancing at the tomb mountain in the distance, Jiang Feng walked over without fear.

Seeing him appear, one ghost after another galloped down, rushing towards him with teeth and claws.

"Why don't you have a good ghost? They all want my life, eh! ”

The dragon's teeth swept in the air, and hundreds of ghosts were scattered on the spot.

Fight violence with violence, stop killing with killing!

"I don't know if you can refine the pill with a ghost?"

With this in mind, Jiang Feng decided to give it a try.

Increasing the strength of the body and the power of the soul is many times more difficult than accumulating energy.

After recalling the various pills and carefully deducing them, he refined a gourd.

Walking briskly, in less than half an hour, a ghost flashed in.

Pulling out the plug, the mouth of the gourd pointed at the ghost, Jiang Feng said: "Collect!" ”

The ghost looked terrified, screaming and sinking into the gourd.

"One, catch some more ghosts and refine a few soul pills."

Tie the gourd around his waist, Jiang Feng walked with a song, silently looking for traces of ghosts.

"Close!" As soon as the words fell, another ghost flew into the gourd.

The indomitable Jiang Feng, when he encountered a place with a gloomy atmosphere, not only did not avoid it, but directly greeted it.

"Ghosts less than a hundred years old are small ghosts, ghosts more than a hundred years old are powerful ghosts, ghosts more than a thousand years old are ghost kings, and ghosts more than 10,000 years old are ghosts and fairies, I have only met two ghost kings, and I haven't met ghosts and fairies yet."

When it was almost dawn, there were already thirty-seven imps and twelve evil ghosts in his gourd.

"The rooster cries and the dog barks, and it will be dawn soon, find a place to have breakfast, and then go to catch ghosts in the evening."

The ghost belongs to the yin, the sun belongs to the yang, the little ghost meets the sun, and the ending is only the soul is scattered, even if it is a hundred-year-old ghost and a thousand-year-old ghost king, it will also be weakened by the sun, and only the 10,000-year-old ghost can walk in the sun.

"It's not bad, I got more than a dozen soul techniques, the exclusive soul skills of the soldier soul, which can be regarded as a soul attack stunt."

The river wind, which had a slight harvest, strode forward.

After more than an hour, he entered a city and sat down in a noodle shop.

"Shaoxia, what do you eat?" The noodle shop owner asked.

"Two taels of spring noodles, two tea eggs." Jiang Feng said.

"Holo." The owner of the noodle shop responded with a smile, picked two tea eggs, and said, "Wait a moment." ”

"Hmm." Jiang Feng nodded, quickly peeled off the eggshell, and took a shallow bite.

After eating a bowl of Yangchun noodles and two tea eggs, he wandered around again.

"Except for getting cultivation time, it seems that there is no other point in staying in this virtual and real world."

"Get the Soul Pill out first, and when my soul realm reaches the limit of the Divine Venerable, I will go to the Divine Realm for a walk."

"I don't know if with my current strength, can I devour and refine the virtual and real bracelet?"

Suppressing the impulse in his heart, Jiang Feng walked around and took a look, and it was not until dinner that he left the city.

After walking for a long time at night, he wants to hit ghosts, and when he is idle and wants to refine the soul pill, he wants to encounter more ghosts.

When night falls, demons and monsters pour out of their nests, looking for their prey.

"A hundred years of ghosts, not bad."

"Millennial Ghost King, good luck."

"After searching for several hours, why didn't you find the ghosts?"

The rampant river wind collected all the ghosts encountered along the way into the gourd.

"Not counting those soldiers, before and after, I have encountered thousands of ghosts, why don't there be any good ghosts?"

"Could it be that those good ghosts in movies and TV series are all lies?"

"People have the five elements of yin and yang, ghosts belong to yin, lack yang, and ghosts want to improve their strength, only by absorbing yang energy."