Samadhi True Fire is not as high as the purgatory True Fire for Yuan Qi cultivation, but it does not mean that there is no need for Yuan Qi to urge, and Samadhi True Fire is not something that anyone can cast.

These are recorded in Maoshan notes, Wu Zhiyuan was in a hurry, and completely forgot that he had lost his vitality and cultivation, and he was not connected with this method of stomping on the ground at all, and now he heard the voice outside the door to remind him, and hurriedly stomped his right foot on the ground three times, and read in his mouth: "Taishang Laojun is as anxious as a law, forgiveness!" ”

The word "pardon" came out, and the two fingers of the right hand shook suddenly, and the Dao talisman sandwiched between the two fingers "exhaled" and spontaneously combusted without fire, Wu Zhiyuan held his breath violently, and aimed the burning Dao talisman at the female ghost rolling on the ground, and blew violently, and a line of fire shot straight towards the female ghost.

In an instant, a raging fire broke out on the female ghost's body, and the female ghost rolled in pain in the firelight, letting out a painful and miserable cry.

Xue'er looked at this scene, and her heart suddenly rose with compassion, and she quickly covered her eyes with her hands, and couldn't bear to look at it again.

After a while, the female ghost's body stopped rolling, and the screams stopped, and the fire became smaller and smaller, and soon extinguished, leaving only a gray-white dust on the ground. It was left behind by the burning blood-red net, and the corpse of the female ghost seemed to have been burned to ashes.

"Zhiyuan, look around." Wu Zhiyuan was staring at the pile of dust on the ground, and Xue'er on the side pulled his arm and said.

Wu Zhiyuan raised his head when he heard the sound and looked around, and couldn't help but be taken aback, only to see that the place where the two of them were was a Xilai Inn, which was simply a dilapidated old house, the house had no roof, and it was surrounded by broken walls and ruins, which was very depressed.

"What you see are all illusions of female ghosts." An old and hoarse voice sounded at the mouth of the broken courtyard wall, Wu Zhiyuan followed the prestige, and did not see a human figure, but saw a black thing on the ground, and after a closer look, there was actually a short person sitting there.

"Is that you?" Wu Zhiyuan said strangely.

"It's me." The man at the door propped his hands on the ground, moved his body and walked to Wu Zhiyuan and Xue'er, the expression on his face was gloomy and calm, "What, are you surprised?" ”

"No, no." Wu Zhiyuan hurriedly replied, he recognized this person as the strange old man who sold paper ties that he had visited before, "Old man, why did you come here?" ”

As soon as Wu Zhiyuan's words fell, he felt that his question was a bit redundant, judging from the situation where the old man was pointing at the door before, he was obviously here to help him ambush the female ghost.

"How big is this town, you can walk all over with your ass, where can't I go?" The old man replied coldly.

Although the old man's words were reasonable, there was always a kind of angry feeling mixed with them, how could Wu Zhiyuan not be able to understand it, he faintly felt that the injustice in the old man's heart might come from the Maoshan faction or Shigong Gushen, so he didn't dare to say more, but agreed respectfully.

"Your master...... Is Old Man Gu still alive? The old man was silent for a long time and asked.

"My master is in good health, I don't know if you ...... me and my master" Wu Zhiyuan's words came to an abrupt end here, if the two really have any grievances, it is better to let the old man say it himself.

The old man didn't follow Wu Zhiyuan's words to say the relationship between him and Gu Shen, but just sighed heavily, lowered his head thoughtfully.

Wu Zhiyuan saw that he refused to explain, so naturally he didn't dare to ask more. He looked back at Xue'er beside him, who was hiding behind Wu Zhiyuan's shoulder, revealing one eye and secretly glancing at the strange old man in front of him. With no beads in her eyes and paralyzed legs, she was slightly frightened by such an appearance.

Suddenly, the old man raised his head suddenly, and his two pairs of hollow eyes stared in the direction of Wu Zhiyuan, as if his two pairs of eyes could see a qiē behind Wu Zhiyuan.

Seeing this scene, Xue'er was so frightened that she screamed softly, and hurriedly hid behind Wu Zhiyuan.

The old man was silent for a long time at Wu Zhiyuan, nodded slightly, and seemed to have a slight understanding of something, he said coldly: "The girl behind you is not a normal person. ”

When this sentence came out, Wu Zhiyuan and Xue'er were startled, they are not normal people, could it be a ghost?

Wu Zhiyuan's reaction was relatively fast, and the first thing that came to mind was that Xue'er was actually Dong Qian's soul, so it seems that he is indeed not a normal person, and this is probably what the old man said. However, he is blind, how can he know that Xue'er behind Wu Zhiyuan is different from normal people?

Wu Zhiyuan was about to ask a question, but he heard the old man continue: "This female ghost is coming for her, her soul is not possessed, her seven spirits are shaking, and she is most likely to be entangled by demonic things. ”

Wu Zhiyuan realized that it was no wonder that the female ghost would hold on to Xue'er, it turned out to be this reason. Presumably, Dong Qian's soul has not been able to fully integrate with Xue'er's body, so she will become the object of competition among other ghosts.

"For this girl to become one with her skin, she needs to retreat for at least three months." The old man continued.

Wu Zhiyuan was stunned, thinking that this old man still knew these techniques of returning yang, but he didn't mention this matter after his master returned Yang to Dong Qian, could it be that this old man was a little more powerful than his master?

"What? Didn't Old Man Gu tell you? The old man seemed to be able to guess what Wu Zhiyuan was thinking, and the question he asked suddenly made Wu Zhiyuan stunned.

"I didn't ...... No. Wu Zhiyuan hurriedly replied.

"Humph!" The old man snorted coldly, his words were full of disdain, "He can still talk about catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits, if you want to talk about returning the yang and possessing the soul, I'm afraid there is no one in the world who can compare to me Feng Butong." ”

Only then did Wu Zhiyuan know that the old man's name was Feng Butong.

"Old man, your surname is Feng?" Wu Zhiyuan subconsciously asked, in fact, the answer to this question can be known without asking.

"Why didn't Old Man Gu tell you about me?" Feng Butong turned his head slightly, although his eyes were blank, the expression on his face still showed a trace of consternation.

For a while, Wu Zhiyuan didn't know how to answer, the key was that he didn't know whether Feng Butong and Gu Shen had grievances or grievances.

"That old bastard of Ceres, who is small, jealous, and competitive, thinks about it and knows that he will not mention someone stronger than himself in front of his disciples." Feng Butong laughed a few times.

"Maybe it was Shigong who mentioned it, but I forgot about it after a long time." Wu Zhiyuan made a round.

"Boy, don't lie, if you say that your master mentioned Sun Xiangu, I absolutely believe it, but if you mention my Feng Butong's name, even if you abolish my arms, I won't believe it." Feng Butong said with a little emotion.

As soon as Feng Bu's voice fell, Wu Zhiyuan's heart suddenly shook: "Sun Xiangu? ”