In the early morning, the sky is silent, the night is about to disappear, and the dawn of the morning slowly awakens the sleeping creatures.

On the bed, Yiling still maintained the same posture as last night, meditating cross-legged and practicing all night.

Yiling slowly opened his eyes, a trace of essence flashed in his eyes, he was not tired, he sat in one position for a night, and he was still full of energy, and when he said it, I am afraid no one would believe it.

After feeling it carefully, all the ghost qi cultivated overnight was concentrated on the right side of the chest, condensed into a ball, and slowly beating, as if it was ...... Another heart!

Moreover, it is a dark black heart!

Powerful and powerful, as if it had become a part of one's body, inseparable.

Yiling clearly felt that the ghost Qi in this heart, between his own will, listened to his mobilization and let him send him.

At the same time, Yiling clearly felt that his strength was more than a step stronger than before.

Five grades!

If he encounters those ghost soldiers of Su Mansion again, he has the power of an enemy, and there is no need to rely on the self-harming method of sacrificing essence blood.

What surprised him even more was that the Netherworld Qi in his body had only digested about thirty percent, and one night's time was still too short after all, if he was given more time to convert all this Netherworld Qi into Ghost Qi, I don't know what kind of realm he would rush to?

However, speed is not enough!

He still knows this truth, cultivating the ghost path is already very easy to be affected by negative emotions, and if he is not careful, he will go mad and never recover.

He still needs some time to run in, accumulate more, and stabilize his state of mind.

Actually, it's strange to say, according to the experience of ghost spirit masters in the past dynasties, every ghost spirit master has two ways of initiation, and ghosts and spirits conflict, so they need to move forward in a balanced way.

But last night, Yi Ling was too impulsive for a while, and he didn't realize that when he paid attention, the ghost path cultivation had already reached the third grade, and the spiritual path cultivation was only the second grade, but he was safe and sound.

It seems that all the laws summarized by the predecessors of the past generations have all failed when they reach him.

Overall, the harvest is still greater than the surprise, and the joy is still more than the surprise!

Looking around, Yiling stretched out his hand to the side and touched it, it was a stick about three feet long, black and swarthy, the corners of Yiling's mouth were raised, and the palm of his hand was turned over, but it disappeared in his hand and was accepted into the ghost king ring by Yiling.

This thing is exactly what Yi Ling got in the starry sky when he stopped halfway last night, and went to the first layer of the Ghost King Ring, called the Sin Yan Stick, and now, it can be regarded as Yi Ling's own magic weapon.

The ghost king ring is the inheritance of the ghost king, used to assist the successor experience, the first generation of the ghost king, that is, the ancestor Youcang set a ban in the ring, the first layer, can only take three treasures, a total of three layers of seals, once the seals are broken, the ghost king ring will close by itself, become an ordinary Qiankun ring, waiting for the next successor.

Yiling calculates that he still has one last chance.

Of course, he didn't forget to try to break through the second seal, but failed. Come to think of it, it should be his cultivation that has not yet arrived.

The curtains were drawn, and it was already seven o'clock in the morning, which was the latest day in history.

The light of the morning sun shone in, Yiling only felt refreshed, his ears and eyes were clear, and the haze in his heart also dispersed a lot.

Yi Ling opened the door, and the scene in front of him made him completely stunned.

The hall was neat and spotless, and all the garbage accumulated by the fat man before had disappeared, and he only roughly tidied it up last night, and it wasn't so clean! Looking at the fat man again, he had already woken up, sitting at the dining table eating tofu flowers and steamed buns, with relish.

Yiling was stunned, stunned, and stunned.

Wait, is the sun coming out of the west?

First, would the fat man get up so early?

Second, the fat man will dispose of the garbage and clean the room?

Third, will fat people take the initiative to buy breakfast?

Is the world swollen? Let me be quiet. At this time, Yiling was still puzzled in his heart.

"Brother Ling! It's time for breakfast. Hearing the sound of the door opening, the fat man hurriedly turned around, with steamed buns still wrapped in his mouth, and his speech was slurred.

"Wait, can you explain, what's going on?" Yiling sat down in front of the fat man and pointed to the breakfast in the hall and on the table.

"Don't you know?" The fat man was also stunned, swallowed the steamed bun in his mouth, and asked, "Isn't this what you asked your little brother to do?" ”

Shrimp? Younger brother?

"Click!"

At this time, the door of the dormitory opened, Zhang Zhichuang came in with a trash can, saw Yiling, and immediately walked to Yiling's side with a sneer, nodded and said, "Boss, it's me!" ”

"Yes, that's him!" Yu Liang also came over, and his thick fat arm wrapped around Zhang's hemorrhoids' shoulder, but the fat was clamping his neck.

The corners of Zhang Zhichuang's mouth twitched, although he had been scared once when he came over in the morning, he still tried his best to squeeze out a gentle smile, and said, "Boss, you must be hungry after sleeping for so long, right?!" Have breakfast! ”

“……”

Yiling rolled her eyes, do you think I'm a pig? Sleep and eat, eat and sleep!

Thinking about it like this, Yiling couldn't help but glance at the fat man who continued to feast, and suddenly felt a little funny.

As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person when you reach out!

Yiling didn't mention yesterday's incident, since Zhang Zhichuang did it, he didn't need to embarrass others.

"Where is your mother now?" Yiling asked.

Zhang Zhichuang was stunned for a moment, but he was so happy that he hurriedly responded: "Outside the southern suburbs, Tonggu Village!" ”

Overjoyed, he hurriedly ran over and knocked on his back and massaged, and the sycophants were repeated, and the laughter continued, and Yiling was extremely comfortable lying on the sofa, which aroused the envious eyes of the fat man.

After everything was settled, Yiling washed up, had breakfast, changed clothes, and explained to the fat man, it was already more than nine o'clock in the morning.

The two of them left the Guhao Flower Garden, took a taxi and rushed to the southern suburbs.

Tonggu Village is far away from Tianzhou City, it is a small mountain village, so it is necessary to walk a mountain road to go up, fortunately, in order to access the road, the city allocated a sum of money to repair the road, so the taxi can also go up directly, and there is no need for Yiling to make any more effort.

Originally, there were very few people walking on this kind of road, let alone cars, but it was very fast, and several cars also appeared in front of them, and it was a police car!

It seems that he is also going up the mountain.

Could it be that something is going on? Yiling was very puzzled. Zhang Zhichuang on the side was also inexplicably nervous.

"Master driver, what's wrong on the mountain? Why are there so many police cars? ”

Yi Ling thought for a while, and thought that these drivers were the most well-informed, so he asked.