At this point, a gust of wind blew, the dark clouds in the sky were torn open, the moonlight sprinkled, and the Han sword in my hand flashed with dazzling silver light.

At the same time, two tiny red dots like pinholes lit up on the hilt.

When I looked closer, I saw a lifelike scaleless snake carved on the hilt of the sword, and the head of the snake was inlaid with two small rubies, and the red light was emitted by the gem.

The hilt of the sword is black, and when there is no light, it is impossible to see this snake carving, no matter how good your eyesight is.

But when I saw it, I knew that the swordsmith of this sword was afraid that he had a deep relationship with me.

Otherwise, how could he know about the Scaleless Black Serpent?

Thinking of this, another thought suddenly flashed in my heart, and suddenly my hairs stood on end: "It's broken! ”

Zhong Qi was already nervous, and I was so scared that I collapsed.

"Little master, what do you think of again?"

"I hope I'm wrong, or ......"

"Otherwise what?"

I thought about it and didn't say anything.

Even if he said it, it would have no practical effect, at most it would scare Zhong Qi to death.

When I was very young, I once had a sleepwalking act.

The horror is that I walked out of my house and walked a long way out of that sleepwalk.

How far can it be?

I walked all the way to the library room where Luo Ning collected books two or three kilometers away.

I didn't even know how I got in, but when I opened my eyes, I was standing in front of the bookcase where he kept his books.

There was an open compartment there, and apparently he didn't think it was possible for anyone to enter at this time, so he didn't close the mechanism.

The book hidden in the dark grid is an ancient book, and the cover is made of dark blue sheepskin, on which is painted a blood-drenched skull.

Strange to say, I was still young at the time, and I didn't have much courage, but when I saw this ancient book with a terrible cover, I felt very happy instead of being scared.

So I took the ancient book, held it in my hand and rubbed it gently.

As my palm slid over the blood-drenched skeleton, I could clearly feel a warm, sticky liquid.

Looking at the palm of the hand again, it is really stained with blood all over the hand.

Then there were scenes and words playing out in my mind.

At that time, I was too young to even know my own name, but that night I learned about things such as the Lower Xuan Altar, the Soul Locking Technique, the Soul Cultivation Technique, and the Harmony Technique...... A bunch of spell classes.

Those strange talisman fonts, like a printing machine, were engraved in my mind without omission.

It seems like......

It was from that day that I began to see the huge, smoke-obscured building in my dreams.

Therefore, Li Wenming is not a yin person, his real skill should be spiritual cultivation.

From that ancient book, it is known that the soul of death is sealed in a horcrux and used evil magic to make offerings.

At first glance, the art of cultivating spirits and cultivating ghosts are very similar.

In fact, there is a big difference, and the art of raising ghosts is to manipulate ghosts for personal gain after cultivating ghosts.

Once the Soul Cultivation Technique is completed, the spirit body will endow the mage with powerful evil energy and increase his ontological energy.

Therefore, Li Wenming used the Feng Shui Desperate Bureau to kill the Zhong family, and then raised the resentful spirits to cultivate the spirits.

Anyway, those who kill are mother-killing enemies, and no matter how many people die, there will be no psychological burden.

If my expectations are correct, Li Wenming has at least cultivated more than twenty spirit bodies.

The power of the evil power is desperate to think about.

So, here's his turf.

He was the one who used the technique of standing sticks to drive away the demolition workers.

And the reason why I was able to invade Li Wenming's consciousness is only because he did it on purpose.

The aim is to inform the origin of the whole thing, so that we don't meddle with it.

But the question is, what a business is he raising spirits here?

Why did you drive the scaleless black snake to try to strangle me in my mother's womb?