Soul refining, ghost arts.

"What kind of magic is a ghost technique?" Looking at the parchment in his hand, Li Mingyang asked puzzledly, "Wouldn't it be a magic cultivated by a real ghost again?" As soon as he finished asking, Li Mingyang already had the answer in his heart, because he suddenly thought of the ten reincarnations that the wheel had given him before.

"Look at your unproductive appearance, how many times do you have to tell you before you can understand, whether it's spells, witchcraft, or ghost arts, as long as you can cultivate the corresponding power, it's a good thing. You have also practiced the ten turns of reincarnation, and now you have turned around, is there anything wrong with your body?" the wheel scolded angrily, and then picked up the parchment from before and continued to sketch the map of the underworld.

Regarding the irritability of the wheel, Li Mingyang just smiled and scratched his head. He knew that the wheel wasn't angry because of it, he was just angry that he liked to be a bad person.

In fact, Li Mingyang himself also knows very well that he was already quite reluctant to make a move when he was in the real ghost chaos city four days ago, if it wasn't for his luck enough, he would already be a dead corpse by now. But in such a tense situation now, I still have to take care of this idle matter, which naturally makes it impossible for the temper of the wheel to be good.

It's not that the wheel is hard-hearted, it's just that the current situation is too difficult to solve. He has arranged a new defensive formation for the inner city, and if he wants to do it again, he will be good-hearted if it sounds good, and he will not be able to do it if it is not good.

Li Mingyang could feel that the wheel was slightly dissatisfied with him, but thinking of the situation in Jingshan City, Li Mingyang still couldn't completely let go. Others are good people to the end, but now he is a fool and has to do it all the way to the end.

"Don't worry, I just want them to rest in peace and not disrupt our plans. Glancing at the wheel that was immersed in drawing, Li Mingyang walked out with a smile.

"Well, with his character, should he be called awesome or stupid. After Li Mingyang left, the wheel shook his head helplessly.

Soul refining sounds like a very domineering ghost art, but in fact, it is just a gadget in ghost art, and Li Mingyang almost took only a stick of incense to study and understand. The function of soul refining is very simple, that is, it can control the ghosts that have just formed a spirit body and have not yet cultivated into a real ghost.

In the battle of the real ghosts four days ago, it can almost be said that all the people who died in Jingshan City were unjustly killed, so now there are at least hundreds of unjust souls wandering in Jingshan City. These unjust souls all had a very heavy grievance, they did not want to be reincarnated, and there was no soul envoy to detain the souls, so they all gathered in Jingshan City.

Li Mingyang didn't have the ability to surpass these unjustly killed souls, and the only thing he could do was to control these ghosts and keep them away from Jingshan City. Although it is cruel to do so, if they are allowed to stay in the city all the time, once a period of time passes, these ghosts have absorbed enough Xuanyin power, and they will form real ghosts. At that time, these people who were killed by real demons before will become murderers who continue to kill the people in the city.

They don't have a full mind, and the best way to drive them away is to drive them away.

Although there were hundreds of ghosts in the city, it was not difficult for Li Mingyang to control them. Compared to Li Mingyang, who was already a triple cultivator in the Qing Spirit Realm, these were not even real ghosts, and they were too weak.

No one knew what Li Mingyang was doing, and although they were all curious about Li Mingyang's strange movements and constantly walking around the city, no one dared to ask more.

And just when Li Mingyang was trying his best to control all the ghosts in Jingshan City, in the Nanshan Valley outside Jingshan City, a group of monks were sneakily hiding there. Suddenly, a figure flashed and rushed into the valley.

"How's it going, what's going on in the city?" asked the man, as soon as he entered the valley, one of the monks.

"Boss, the city has settled down, and I don't know who rearranged the garrisons in the inner city. Now there isn't even a dog in the outer city, they're all in the inner city. ”

"Sure enough, I really didn't expect that kid to be able to repel so many real ghosts. Hearing his subordinates' words, a fierce light flashed in the middle-aged monk's eyes.

"I don't think he killed the real ghosts, but I guess those real ghosts were killed until dawn, and then they all withdrew. Suddenly, a monk said unconvinced.

As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him immediately echoed.

The middle-aged monk also nodded immediately, in his opinion, it was impossible for Li Mingyang to repel all the real ghosts alone. With such speculation, their confidence became abundant again.

These people are the Jingshan City monks who escaped from Jingshan City four days ago, this Jingshan City has nothing to be nostalgic for them, but because they escaped in too much hurry that day, they have no way to take away all the spirit stones in the spirit stone treasure.

As the saying goes, people die for money, although they are also worried that Jingshan City has now become a ghost town, they want to come back and take away all the spirit stones in the treasure. They are used to being lazy and lazy, and if they don't have that spirit stone treasure, they don't even know how to earn spirit stones.

"Boss, did you think that kid had discovered that treasure, so he built the magic circle in the inner city again. A thin monk couldn't help but ask.

As soon as he finished asking, the surrounding Jingshan City monks all looked nervously at their boss.

The middle-aged monk thought for a moment and had no clue, and finally simply waved his hand and said, "Regardless of whether he finds out or not, now that we are killing it, I don't believe that he alone can block the attack of our two hundred people." ”

"Kill his mother, kill him, let's snatch Jingshan City back." For a moment, many of the monks around them shouted with indignation, and they all chose to ignore the experience of their hasty escape in the face of the real ghost four days ago.

No matter how strong Li Mingyang is, he is just one person, as long as they break through the inner city magic circle, they can go back to be the master of Jingshan City. Jingshan City was not just a city in their eyes, but a pile of spirit stones.

Just when these Jingshan City monks rushed towards Jingshan City with murderous energy, they didn't notice that not far from them, at this time, two people were carefully observing their every move. These two people are Song Jia and Ning Shiwen, who have also escaped before.

"Sister Song, how can these people still have the face to go back?" Seeing that the Jingshan City monk rushed towards Jingshan City again, Ning Shiwen said with a disdainful expression.

Song Jia also said disdainfully: "If they had the cheekiness, they wouldn't have escaped four days ago." ”

"That's right. Ning Shiwen nodded, but her face was full of doubts: "But how did that kid do this, he drove away so many real ghosts by himself, and rearranged a magic circle covering the entire inner city, Sister Song, he should not be just a first-level array mage." ”

Song Jia now has no fewer doubts in her heart than Ning Shiwen, in fact, she and Ning Shiwen rushed back just to see what the situation in Jingshan City was. If this place becomes a ghost town, then she can't continue to lurk here. But what I didn't expect was that when I rushed back, I found that although Jingshan City looked much more dilapidated than before, the situation in the inner city was not known to be many times better than in the past.

Seeing such a situation, Song Jia couldn't help but say: "Such a talent, maybe you should find a way to win it over, and the adults will definitely like it very much." ”

"Yes, then Sister Song, let's hurry up, when he becomes a general, I see how he is still angry with me, hum." ”

"Don't make trouble, it's impossible for such a person to be in charge. Song Jia frowned and said, "Whether this kind of person will be willing to be recruited by us is also a problem. ”

"How could he refuse, our Ning family wants to recruit him a little Qingling Realm cultivator, does he dare to object?" Hearing Song Jia's words, Ning Shiwen immediately raised her eyebrows and pinched her waist and said.

Song Jia opened her mouth and just wanted to refute a few words, but thinking of the identities of both parties and Ning Shiwen's temperament, she still gave up explaining too much.

"Let's go ahead and see, it's going to be dangerous today, and we'll see what he does. Song Jia said lightly, and quietly followed with Ning Shiwen.

Li Mingyang's strength is only a guess so far, if you really want to recommend talents, at least there must be definite news. I couldn't figure out how Li Mingyang solved the chaotic situation before, and now Song Jia just wanted to see what kind of mysterious methods he had.

Li Mingyang has just come into contact with soul refining, although soul refining itself is not difficult, but it is not possible to master it in a few hours, so Li Mingyang ran in the inner city for two hours to control all the ghosts, looking at the group of terrifying ghosts who are now following him, Li Mingyang couldn't help laughing. I really don't deserve the name of my ghost cultivation, and the most people I have come into contact with so far are really either real ghosts or ghosts.

Finally controlling all the ghosts, Li Mingyang just wanted to get out of the city, but the wheel suddenly appeared.

"What are you doing when you come out, what should you do if you are seen, what if you frighten the child?" Seeing the sudden appearance of the wheel, Li Mingyang asked with a smile.

Wheel said with a stern face: "Don't go out of the city, hurry up and prepare for battle." ”

"What's wrong?" Seeing the attitude of the wheel, Li Mingyang immediately put away his joke and instantly became nervous.

Without waiting for the wheel to say anything, Li Mingyang suddenly realized that a black spot suddenly appeared outside the inner city. He had been engrossed in refining souls to control ghosts before, and every time he learned a new spell or ghost art, he liked to pay full attention, plus he had a magic circle arranged by himself, Li Mingyang had never paid attention to the situation outside the city before.

Hearing the warning of the wheel, he suddenly realized that a large number of monks were approaching Jingshan City.

These monks were so arrogant that they didn't even restrain their aura at all, and when they got closer, Li Mingyang saw who was coming.

"These miscellaneous pieces, they dare to come back!"