Coming to the outside of the Yin Sha Cave, Liu Ruyi's corpse was shining in the sun, and the yin and evil aura on the dry and hard corpse did not dissipate at all.

The three of them didn't dare to turn it off at will, resisting the protective shield of the sinister qi, for fear that one of them would accidentally get on the corpse.

The Han Zhao Tiezhu held Liu Ruyi's body, came to the Yin Sha Cave not far away, chose a place with good feng shui, dug a big pit, and the three of them worked together to bury Liu Ruyi's body on the spot.

After filling the big pit, the three of them returned together, where the stone house was located, and came to the outside of the stone house on the small hill.

Fang Han rejected the short lewd man Chen Cheng, and asked for a small party to return to the room for a short rest.

Entering the stone house where Mo Xi originally lived, as soon as he entered the room, Fang Han suddenly felt a smell of books coming to his face, it turned out that there were many bookshelves in this room, and the bookshelves were densely packed with many books.

"It seems that the original owner of this room was a person who liked to read."

From the top of the shelf, I took a random book and took a cursory look at it.

It is better to say that he has a book in his hand than a collection of poems, in which many poems were recorded and written by Mo Xi, the original owner of the house.

"I can't tell he's still a poet."

Holding the book of poems in his hand and reading a few pages, Fang Han suddenly figured out something, closed the book in his hand, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I understand what is going on, and it seems that he is really hidden."

He threw the book aside and went into the room to meditate and practice.

Early the next morning, Fang Han left the stone house and came to the Yin Shale Cave, holding the spiritual power shield and coming to the passage where he wanted to guard.

patted down the storage room on his waist, took out a black talisman in his hand, the black dark light on the talisman flashed slightly, and a woman's figure came out of the talisman and stood in front of Fang Han.

"Rakshasa has seen his master."

The woman saluted Fang Han and said respectfully.

The self-proclaimed Rakshasa woman is the ghost slave that Fang Han accepted in Jiang's house, Jiang Shao's sister Jiang Yingying, and now she is controlled by Fang Han and named Rakshasa .

"Rakshasa, what do you think of this place?"

"Back to the master, Rakshasa feels very comfortable staying here, and I can't tell the strange feeling."

"This is the Yin Evil Cave, which is full of a lot of Yin and Evil Qi, and for immortal cultivators and mortals, it is a kind of Yin and Cold Qi and evil Qi, and people in the Divine Wheel Realm will die if they touch it."

"But for a yin soul like you, it is a great supplement, it can be used to refine and absorb yin qi, I intend for you to cultivate here and become a ghost cultivator." Fang Han said.

"Everything is at the master's command." Rakshasa replied coldly with an expressionless face.

She was originally Fang Han's ghost slave, and she was planted by Fang Han with a soul seal, and Fang Han obeyed everything he said, and he didn't dare to disobey in the slightest.

Fang Han just let her die, and she would not hesitate to decisively carry out Fang Han's order.

"My book of ghost cultivation exercises, the Qing Shen Soul Sutra, is a charm-based method that can silently capture people's hearts and souls, you are a woman's body and the body of a yin soul, and it is best to cultivate this."

Fang Han flipped his big hand, and an exclusive ghost cultivation method, the Qing Ying Soul Sutra appeared in his hand.

As soon as the sleeves moved, the exercises were thrown out by him, and as soon as he grabbed the void in his right hand, a spiritual light lit up.

The Blue Soul Sutra burned in mid-air, and with a wave of Fang Han's hand, a green glow burst out of the flames, submerging into the Rakshasa eyebrows.

Rakshasa's empty eyes flashed twice, the pestle was stunned on the spot, and after a few breaths, Rakshasa blinked his eyes and bowed to Fang Han again, "Thank you master for giving you the exercises." ”

"With the exercises, there is still one more pulse to open."

"Only when you succeed in opening the veins can you refine the yin qi here and transform from the body of the yin soul to a ghost cultivator. ”

The so-called opening of the pulse in Fang Han's mouth is similar to that of a mortal opening of the spirit, which is to activate the hidden immortal aperture in the body.

The opening of the veins of ghost cultivation does not mean the opening of the mysteries, the ghost cultivators have been the bodies of yin souls since the beginning, and they have no physical body to carry and cannot open the mysteries to perceive the aura of heaven and earth.

If they don't have a physical body, they want to cultivate, so they can only use their own yin soul body as a carrier, and use a special way to discover the body and soul species as the mystery, and give birth to a pulse gate to perceive and absorb gas.

The ghost cultivation and vein opening method belongs to the sword to go sideways, and the aura has no effect on them, and they only want to cultivate the yin qi that is as yin as their soul body.

Yin and evil qi is such a cold to yin qi, which is a great supplement for them, and can greatly increase their cultivation speed.

In addition to ghost cultivation, there is one of the most common ghosts, which is a terrible ghost, and a terrible ghost belongs to the existence of non-streaming.

Powerful ghosts are different from ghost cultivation, the cultivation of ghost cultivation relies entirely on yin qi, and strong ghosts rely on resentment in their hearts.

The stronger the resentment before becoming a ghost, the stronger the strength of becoming a ghost, but a strong resentment will make a ghost lose his heart and become like a beast that only knows how to kill.

And once the resentment disappears, without the support and blessing of resentment, the ghost will be scattered between heaven and earth, and there is no possibility of re-entering reincarnation.

No matter how powerful the ghosts' strength is, they have a peak, and their strength can only deal with those who have no power to restrain their hands and have no mana to cultivate into mortals.

Any monk who knows some low-level spells can be killed casually when he encounters such an existence as a ghost.

Of course, mortals who have a little Taoism can also use some special means, such as black dog blood, rooster blood, lychee firewood, etc., to deal with some weaker ghosts.

"You gather your energy and sit cross-legged, run my soul and soul scripture, I will help you open your pulse and absorb the yin and evil qi, with my help, you can become a ghost cultivator sooner."

Rakshasa listened to Fang Han's words and sat cross-legged on the ground, operating the exercises and techniques that Fang Han had just taught her.

Seeing that the Rakshasa was ready, Fang Han didn't say much, the mana in his body was running, his hands changed and pinched the magic trick, and the Dao Dao spiritual light was submerged into the Rakshasa translucent body.

Feeling the injection of Fang Han's spiritual power, the Rakshasa quickly ran the Qing Ying Soul Sutra, and the first layer of the introductory formula was cultivated.

Unconsciously, a quarter of an hour passed, and Fang Han had stopped the operation of the magic formula in half a quarter of an hour, standing in place and staring at the Rakshasa intently, not knowing how many ghost veins she could open.

"Buzz, buzz"

The yin aura on the surface of Rakshasa's body surged, and the translucent body became clearer and thicker at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In a moment's effort, Fang Han's Yin Evil Passage rose without wind, and the Yin Qi around Rakshasa continued to circulate, spinning rapidly like a hurricane and wrapping her whole person inside.

In the midst of the gloomy hurricane, the Rakshasa snorted softly, and the gloomy hurricane suddenly dispersed, turning into puffs of smoke and dust and merging into the Rakshasa body.

"This..."

Fang Han was dumbfounded, the Dark Dao Rakshasa was inevitably too evil, and after opening the pulse and cultivating a kung fu, the appearance of the whole person changed dramatically.