In the cabin, it was like a dead field.

A few cold ghostly fires surrounded the four walls of the room, standing still. The cold ghost fire burned silently, illuminating the entire room.

Qian Yunsheng sat at the head of the bed, and the blue and white light and shadow illuminated by the dark green ghost fire reflected on his face, which set off his face that was as frozen as a knife.

There were several spirit stones floating in front of him, as if there was an inexplicable force running in them, making these spirit stones float around him in some strange trajectory.

When these spirit stones are running, they sometimes rotate rapidly, collide, and even make some irregular movements and tremors.

And every time the spirit stone began to tremble, Qian Yunsheng's face would show a look of pain, showing the uneasiness of this tremor's guiding effect in his body.

Around him, a cold, icy aura was slowly flowing down his meridians. These icy breaths were like a knife, delicately slicing slowly across his meridians.

Most of the time, this kind of stroke was skillfully wrapped by Qian Yunsheng with spiritual power, like a comb for combing his hair, cutting and combing those entangled veins.

But sometimes, when these entangled veins were extremely stubborn, and even accidentally scratched by the cold breath, Qian Yunsheng would temporarily stop healing.

Although his eyes were closed, his chest would suddenly concave down, and then as soon as he inhaled the wings of his nose, a spiritual aura would float out of the spirit stone floating outside his body, and he would suck it into his chest.

After the aura in these spirit stones was sucked in, it first circled around his heart.

Then the scorching hot blood squeezed out of his heart quickly converged together, flowing along the veins that had been combed before, mending the injuries he had drawn on the meridians because of the cold breath before.

Part of the reason why the so-called ghost path exercises are called evil cultivation is also because their exercises are too arrogant and domineering, but the progress of cultivation is extremely fast.

For example, Qian Yunsheng's current cultivation method would never dare to be used by a righteous path cultivator.

This method is extremely easy to damage the meridians, although the cultivation speed is significantly faster. But those righteous monks would rather slowly warm up the meridians, and then open up those knots through water-grinding kung fu.

And the rules of the Ghost Dao Gong are very different, like the one in Qian Yunsheng's hand, there is a method for repairing the meridians. It is precisely because of this exercise that Qian Yunsheng dares to be so domineering when he performs the exercise.

In this way, between one yin and one yang, one cold and one hot, I don't know how many times it has passed, as Qianyunsheng keeps combing his own meridians, scratching, repairing, and scratching again...... With his perseverance, he finally succeeded in running a big week.

"Whew~",

A week later, Qian Yunsheng finally opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, there seemed to be a flash of essence in his eyes. Immediately after, a dead silence flowed from his eyes, and his eyes revealed a scarlet color that did not belong to normal people.

Soon, however, the scarlet color vanished from his eyes and returned to normal.

"Come!"

After Qian Yunsheng's practice was over, he began to tidy up the room.

I saw that he waved to the vigilant ghost fires, and those ghost fires flew back into his body like birds in the forest, and the strange and cold aura in the room disappeared.

At the same time, he stretched out his palm and took a deep look at the dark cyan fine lines between his palms. These lines are intertwined with the palm prints, like a puff of demonic abnormal patterns entangled between the meridians.

He took a closer look at the strange sight that had invaded his body, folded his palms expressionlessly, and stood up.

Over the years, since Nanban escaped, he has never been well settled. As a result, the injuries on his body became more and more serious, and even the meridians between his palms could see this dark blue pattern.

Qian Yunsheng knew that this was a sign that the dead qi was eroding his body step by step. When these patterns, which now seem delicate, become as thick as a little finger, they will die and have no place to bury.

He rubbed his palms and chuckled. A ghost cultivator has long been destined to be able to hide in the corrosive, filthy, dark, and maggot-ridden corners of this life and watch the world coldly.

Death has long been as simple as drinking water and eating daily life for them, and where will they take death to heart.

It's just that the scenes he experienced when he was in Nanban still linger in his heart. He couldn't help but think back to the past when death was frozen on the blade and bones fell in the wilderness.

This is like the blood in the cup and the tears in the plate, everything he has experienced makes Qian Yunsheng feel that life is like a fog that makes people unable to see the way forward.

He felt like a bald bird rising from dry bones, its wings sprinkled with ashes.

"Huh?" At that moment, what seemed to be the depths of the sea, a shadow suddenly broke into the range of his divine sense.

"There is a situation!"

Qian Yunsheng collected his thoughts, and all his divine consciousness was released to the entire ship.

In his consciousness, the crew on deck were shouting trumpets vigorously. The weather was nice today, and the crew's faces were full of happy smiles.

One by one, their upper bodies were bare, and their arms were full of muscles, as if there was an inexhaustible energy spurting out of the noose in their hands.

While they were happily exhaling their peculiar rhythmic trumpets, they were trying their best to pull the nets out of the sea little by little, under the command of the old captain, who had been beaten by the sun and the sea breeze, and his bronzed skin.

Qian Yunsheng's divine consciousness then followed the fishing net towards the sea, and saw that the shadow he had found before was staring at the catch in the fishing net, and he had a rough idea in his heart.

A cold smile appeared from the corner of his mouth, and he muttered softly, "After waiting for so many days, I finally waited for one." ”

He was not in a hurry to get out, but turned out a tattered black flag. I saw that the black banner was dusty, and there were several big cracks on it, and even the pole was broken.

If Qian Yunsheng hadn't taken it out of the storage bag cautiously, I'm afraid that no one would want to believe that this thing was actually a magic weapon when it was thrown into the clutter pile.

After Qian Yunsheng took out this soul flag, he shook it and said with a smile: "Old man, don't worry, it seems that I can feed you today!"

An unconscious fluctuation came from the Dementor Banner, like a rhythmic message: "Hungry...... To eat...... Hungry...... Hungry...... To eat ......."

At this time, there was a cheer on the deck, and it seemed that the catch had been struck.

And in Qianyunsheng's divine consciousness, the shadow also got closer and closer along the catch. Seeing this, Qian Yunsheng moved his hand and hid the dementor flag in his sleeve, and the person floated towards the deck like a ghost.

On the deck, the captain and elder were watching the catch with satisfaction. It's been three days, and after coming to the Bering Sea, it's like handing over good luck, and the harvest of several days in a row will catch up with the harvest of twenty days in the Yuewan Strait.

This made him feel even more that he had come to the Bering Sea at the right time, and it seemed that it was another bumper harvest after such a heavy net.

Thinking so, he simply raised his voice and said to a monkey-like descendant: "Ergouzi, inform Lao Li in the back kitchen to burn the meat porridge." We're going to celebrate tonight, and we're good enough!"

After he shouted like this, everyone applauded, and the atmosphere became even more enthusiastic for a while. I saw that everyone opened the bulging fishing nets, and in an instant, the catch in the nets was leaked to the ground.

The old man was about to command everyone to work harder and return the catch to the warehouse, when a light smoke-like figure floated to the old man's side without a sound.

"Immortal Master!" he saw clearly that it was Qian Yunsheng who suddenly appeared next to him, and hurriedly bowed respectfully.

Qian Yunsheng waved his hand, and the shadow in his divine consciousness had already begun to circle around the ship.

He frowned, looked at the catch all over the ground, it seemed that it was too late to enter the warehouse, and said decisively: "Ring the bell, something is coming!"

The old man's heart sank, he hadn't encountered any demon beasts all the way, but he didn't expect that he had just caught a fish and didn't have time to enter the warehouse, and the demon beasts followed closely.

Qian Yunsheng seemed to understand the old man's thoughts, and said with a faint smile: "I'm afraid it was the harvest of our ship that attracted it." ”

The old man listened to Qian Yunsheng's words, and there was no luck, and he immediately rang the bronze bell with "bell, bell, bell".

All the people who were busy hearing this bell were all nervous, and hurriedly hid according to the plan.

Seeing that everyone, including the old man, had hid in the cabin, and that there was no one on the deck, Qian Yunsheng pulled out the dementor flag, stuck it behind him, and stood high in the bow of the ship.

After a while, I felt a "bang". With no one at the helm, the ship could only drift with the waves, as if it had suddenly hit a reef.

The ship stumbled, and countless catches that had already been decked were dumped into the sea again.

Qian Yunsheng stood at the bow of the boat, looking at all this coldly, indifferent at all. And the shadow under the boat seemed to feel that it could not overturn such a sea ship with its own strength, and a thick tentacle came up from the side of the boat.

"It seems to be a chapter demon!"

Seeing the thick tentacles like a person's thighs and the layers of soft suckers gathered together, Qian Yunsheng knew in his heart.

He was not in a hurry to attack, but with a flick of it, two dark purple seeds the size of half a fist were thrown to the ground by him, and after a while, they retracted into the deck.

The two vines that had retracted into the deck stretched out countless tentacles and drilled around the cracks in the deck. If you give these vines enough time, even the entire fishing boat can be wrapped in these thin vines.

There was another "bang".

Probably feeling the smell of fresh food on the deck, or attracted by the smell of more and stronger food in the cabin, the chapter demon jumped up completely from the sea with the tentacles that were already on the ship.

Qian Yunsheng looked at it, and the demon beast in front of him was like a piece of spread out cake, and seven or eight tentacles were distributed along the surrounding sides of the cake as if scattered.

In the middle of the flatbread is a big mouth, which is wantonly enjoying all the food rolled up in the tentacles, and keeps sending it to the mouth.

Qian Yunsheng looked at the chapter demon who was lying on the deck as if no one was munching on food, the corners of his mouth pulled a hint of a smile, and he secretly said in his heart: "Sure enough, it is a second-order demon beast, it seems that I finally got good luck today." ”

At the same time, a half-sized boy hiding in the compartment of the cabin, who didn't know whether it was nervous or crowded, had a fine bead of sweat on his nose.

He poked his lower ribs with his elbow at another companion next to him, and asked worriedly, "You said that this immortal master is okay, and he won't be eaten by monsters, right?"

The one who was poked in the ribs with his elbow said in a low voice: "Pull it down, be careful to let the old man hear, and punish you for not eating tonight!"

Then he stretched out his bare feet. Ignoring the kid's disgust, he shook it in front of him, and said proudly: "See, it's all right, have you ever seen such an ability in those immortal masters in the past?"

"Boom~"

There was another violent crash, and the hull shook much more than before, and began to shake and shake, shaking everyone who was unprepared in the mezzanine of the small cabin.

Qian Yunsheng stood at the bow of the boat, not caring about this level of shaking at all, but staring intently at the chapter demon.

In the air, with the chapter demon slowly climbed up. The strong salty smell and the smell of juice mixed with the body of the fish that had bitten off the sea hit Qian Yunsheng's nostrils.

The unconscious fluctuation of "hunger" continued to come from the dementor banner behind him.

Qian Yunsheng patted the banner behind him, signaling it to be restless and look at the prey in front of him.

The chapter demon in front of him seemed to continue to eat and drink without scruples, but the two dripping eyes revealed its true heart.

"It's waiting for me to come and deliver it to the door so it can deliver the fatal blow. ”

After reading the careful thoughts of the demon chapter, Qian Yunsheng's calm face showed a cold smile, as if watching the fish that had fallen into the oil pot still stumbling and making the last futile struggle.

Ordinary beasts often begin to have a certain amount of wisdom after becoming demon beasts, but in addition to the demon beasts that transform into shapes, the intelligence of ordinary demon beasts is still not enough in front of humans.

It thinks it's well disguised, unlike its stupid counterparts who only drill into human fishing nets. But what they don't understand is that such a shallow scheme is as pure as a blank sheet of paper in front of humans.

The chapter demon retracted an outstretched tentacle, and seven or eight sea fish on the tentacle's suction cup that were sucked on it and struggled desperately were easily sent into its big mouth like a string.

"Crunch, crunch~"

Just like eating the most delicious food, Zhang Demon clumsily teased Qian Yunsheng's nerves with the most relish expression.

Qian Yunsheng remembered the days when he was in the Southern Wilderness, surrounded by demon beasts all the time.

At that time, the demon beasts who surrounded them, as if they wanted to crush them and ravage them in the next moment, could not even leave a single bone of corpses, also had such expressions.

He touched his face and suppressed all the trembling and palpitating memories and emotions that were hidden deep in his memory, almost carved into his soul.

Qian Yunsheng closed his eyes and slowly adjusted his breathing. The darkness of the moment when he closed his eyes made him completely calm, and even felt a little intoxicated.

With the movement of closing his eyes, his consciousness was immediately opened. This made Qian Yunsheng feel that the world had become quieter and more pure.

The sea breeze is beating the sails, the fish are fluttering and struggling on the deck, and the vines that they have released are silently swimming towards the cracks in the deck......

In an instant, it was as if his delicate touch had continued, and those small feelings all converged, making Qian Yunsheng tremble.

In his divine sense, the chapter demon began to get impatient.

Probably seeing that Qian Yunsheng didn't move for a long time, he closed his eyes again, letting his limited IQ quickly consume its little patience.

It probably couldn't understand whether Qian Yunsheng's action of closing his eyes was a surrender or a provocation.

In its shallow dictionary, the long years of strife in the sea should be nothing but death, destruction, and surrender...... Such simple words are obviously not enough to deal with such a complex situation.

Qian Yunsheng sneered, in Nanban, death is the master of everything!

The monsters there are obviously more insidious, cruel and terrifying. In the process of the long struggle against humanity, those sneak attacks, traps, sieges, tricks......

Even the demon beasts were so skilled in killing that the flower of darkness had long since been sublimated into an art. If you can't adapt, no matter how strong you are, there is no way to survive in Nanban.

And compared to the demon beasts of the Southern Barbarians, the demon beasts of the East China Sea are obviously too cute.

In Qian Yunsheng's divine sense, the vines that sneaked from the deck were already in place. They are like high-spirited soldiers, one by one sticking out their javelin-like heads, and pointing at their prey with frosty blades, waiting for the master's order at any time.

The chapter demon finally began to wait impatiently, and it probably determined that the reason why the other party closed his eyes should be frightened by it, so he could only close his eyes and wait for death.

Therefore, it felt that by just moving its body, it could completely erase the obstructive creature in front of it from this world.

"It's now!"

Qian Yunsheng opened his eyes suddenly, and he patted the dementor banner behind him, and a palpitating breath, almost like the most desperate and purest breath of evil, sin, tortured and banished flowing from under the Nine Shadows, flowed out of the black flag.

At that moment, even the old man hiding in the cabin tightened the blanket on his body and muttered, "Why is it getting cold this day?"

The chapter demon became even more irritable, and it also felt an aura that made it feel very uncomfortable and didn't understand the reason at all. Subconsciously, it wants to destroy this breath.

Seeing the performance of the chapter demon, Qian Yunsheng shook his head, this dementor banner is still too weak. If it is a dementor banner in its heyday, as a magic weapon, I am afraid that the aura revealed in this way can directly suppress such a little demon and dare not move.

But now, even if the aura of the dementor banner is fully open, it still can't suppress the little demon's restlessness, but instead provokes it even more manic.

Qian Yunsheng didn't care about Zhang Demon's reaction, he focused all his attention on him.

His body began to stretch, and his soft movements allowed him to dodge in as many directions as possible. My experience in Nanban taught me that patience and running away are definitely the two most important qualities to survive.

When facing powerful monsters, fighting to the death is definitely the best choice. Countless life and death experiences have told him that people with such stupid ideas end up becoming food for monsters.

Only by using all means to increase one's advantage, even if it is a detour or escape...... Even if you are like a goshawk fighting a rabbit, once you seize the opportunity to win, you have to use all your strength!

Qian Yunsheng's spirit was highly tense, and he carefully controlled every muscle, just like the state before the volcanic eruption, and he could make the strongest blow at any time.

A small knife of a spirit tool was pinched in his hand, and his eyes were fixed on the softest and deadliest part of the chapter demon.

The chapter demon also began to move, all its tentacles retracted, and its round head was pushed up by the tentacles, like a large pie being arched.

Looking at the movement of the chapter demon in front of him, Qian Yunsheng felt like a calm hunter, waiting for the best time to hunt.

At this moment, it was as if he had returned to Nanban, and that kind of self-confidence, that kind of killing, and that kind of belief all returned to his body......

He even felt that with such a high concentration of attention, even the slightest change in his surroundings could be seen in his heart.

The chapter demon suddenly felt a kind of danger, it was an instinctive reaction, and it was also a throbbing of the soul, as if the opponent in front of him who made him feel uncomfortable suddenly became hideous.

It snapped back, and a few tentacles curled up first. Immediately afterwards, these tentacles flicked hard, ejecting the huge body of the chapter demon like a cannonball, and slammed into Qian Yunsheng's position.

Beneath it, the iconic vines poured out, almost losing track of their opponents.

Qian Yunsheng's eyes lit up, and he shouted: "It's good to come!"

He didn't regret that those vines didn't attack the chapter demon just now, in fact, this was also one of his tactics.

Because there are not many means he can use now, except for the vines, the main thing is the spirit tool knife in his hand and the pair of first-order spirit tool chasing boots on his feet, and the other is the magic weapon dementor banner behind him.

However, since the spirit tool does not have any suppressive power against demon beasts, only magic weapons can have a deterrent effect on low-level demon beasts. But now, the dementor banner as a magic weapon is still too tattered, and it can hardly give Qian Yunsheng any help.

When facing the chapter demon, the most important means is to rely on the blow of the spirit tool knife in his hand to win.

Therefore, he first used the breath of the dementor banner to attract the attention of the chapter demon, in addition to making it angrily reveal its flaws, but also to attract it not to slip into the sea.

After all, for Qian Yunsheng, being able to end the battle on the ship is the most ideal result.

The rest is to mobilize the emotions of the chapter demon, so that you can find its flaws and win with one blow. Therefore, those javelin-like vines were originally the means to harass the chapter demon's actions.

Now it seems that Zhang Demon really acted according to his own ideas. I saw that it suddenly slammed into Qian Yunsheng, and even at the moment of flying out, the huge tentacles it tried to stretch out occupied almost half of the entire ship, trying to wrap Qian Yunsheng in one fell swoop.

Qian Yunsheng watched the Zhang Demon fly over coldly, his attention was highly concentrated, and even the hideous appearance of the Zhang Demon was deaf to the fangs and claws, without the slightest effect.

At this time, the whole battlefield seemed to be in his heart.

He knew that if the trap he had laid worked out, the battle could be over in a flash of lightning. And on the other hand, if the chapter demon escapes from the trap, it is very likely that it will escape from the boat and will not be able to chase after it.

This is also Qianyunsheng's combat experience in Nanban, in the face of these cunning demon beasts, he must do every detail well.

"One, two, three......"

When Qian Yunsheng counted silently, he felt that the chapter demon was getting closer and closer. It's like a bend of the strings being stretched to the extreme, and thousands of clouds are swishing.

He watched as Zhang Demon's body fell to the top and quickly began to fall, and when it was impossible to change his body again, he slammed his knees, which had already bent slightly.

The entire power in his body exploded, and his body, which had already adjusted his posture following the movements of the chapter demon, flew out unhindered, and with a slight touch on his feet, the "agile" runes in the wind chasing boots moved at will.

His posture quickly pulled up, and when the chapter demon was taken aback, he reached out and grabbed a vine that "grew" from the sail, and easily pulled it up again, avoiding the fierce blow of the chapter demon.

"Boom~"

The chapter demon fell to the deck without hindrance, and the loud sound and the violent shaking of the hull showed the destructive power of the chapter demon.

Even its tremendous impact force smashed the ship's plank, which had been strengthened by the "solid" formation.

However, the current chapter demon had no joy in his heart, and he only felt that he had lost the trace of his prey in an instant.

Before it could land on the deck and try to adjust its movements, vines that looked like nooses sprang up one after another, wrapping around its body. It turned out that these were the two seeds that Qian Yunsheng had dropped before, and this would have become a life-threatening chain long ago.

These vines were also deliberately placed by Qian Yunsheng's side, and he just wanted to lure the chapter demon to attack him, so as to make the other party fall into the trap that had been arranged for it a long time ago.

These vines came out frantically, and dozens of rattans wrapped around the sides of the chapter demon.

Different from the fatness of the tentacles of the chapter demon, these vines are like thick steel wires, suddenly emerging from all angles, blocking the chapter demon's body, tentacles, and head.

At this moment, the chapter demon was struggling frantically. The tighter and tighter hinge makes it feel like a fish entangled in aquatic weeds, and the more it struggles, the tighter it tightens.

This gave it even a hint of familiarity, as if it did the same with its prey.

So much so that when it is treated like this, the emotionless strangulation, tightening, and cold with cruel force make it feel like it is facing a lifeless machine.

As time passed, the tighter and tighter fear overwhelmed its body, as if to make it unable to breathe. The strong fear made it struggle desperately, and the instinct to survive made the chapter demon burst out with unprecedented strength.

Its huge tentacles contracted, and the powerful suction cups and muscles on the tentacles began to rotate inward inch by inch, just like a beast struggling before dying, and Qian Yunsheng watched as the chapter demon began to tear the branches on the vine inch by inch.

"Hmph!" Qian Yunsheng snorted coldly and said secretly: "Since I framed you in a trap, how could I let you leave easily?"

He pointed lightly, and while the chapter demon was still fighting hard with the vines under him, the broken dementor banner was sent to the sky above the chapter demon by him.

Qian Yunsheng sighed, the current dementor banner was really too broken! he didn't dare to let the chapter demon smash or bump into a little. Therefore, it is better to be more complicated, and to absolutely ensure that after the chapter demon falls into the trap he arranged, he will sacrifice the dementor flag.

The chapter demon probably sensed something, the kind of thing that made it feel annoying and frightened was rapidly approaching it, and it felt like the food in a cage was about to be thrown into the crocodiles.

This made it even more manic, although its body was entangled to death, but the power that burst out was far greater than any time before.

However, these are useless, and in order to be safe, when the vines entangled the chapter demon, he flicked two more seeds. These two seeds had already erupted under his urging, and they entangled the chapter demon together.

Soon, the Dementor Banner flew to the top of the chapter demon. It was like opening an eye that was deeper than the night, and like a lightning bolt from the dark clouds, a cold, green and misty aura suddenly sprinkled down, covering the body of the chapter demon.

The moment the ghost qi touched its body, Zhang Demon suddenly felt that his strength began to flow rapidly.

It was like controlling your body and you were starting to feel stuck, and even the command of your body became stiff and jerky, as if someone was going to fight for your body.

"It's now!",

The instinct of battle made Qian Yunsheng shoot quickly, and he first toed a little, like a swimming fish, and rowed to the side of the chapter demon. Immediately afterwards, all the aura on his body was poured into the spirit tool knife without reservation.

"Poof~",

The blade with the "sharp" rune cut through the greasy skin and tough cartilage wrapped in the octopus without hindrance, and slammed into it.

And a "flame" erupted from the back, which completely roasted the octopus's brain into a mess.

The Dementor Banner, which had been trembling with all its might, was almost unable to control its pulling force, and suddenly felt that it had lost its hindrance, and an extremely small transparent chapter demon soul was sucked out of its body.

This transparent form of the chapter demon soul was directly sucked out without understanding the situation in a confused way, and then it was quickly sucked in by the dementor flag.

After absorbing the soul of the chapter demon, the dementor banner seemed to make an extremely small movement, only to see the faint light retract, and quickly dimmed again. As if he hadn't changed anything, he was picked up by Qian Yunsheng in his hand.

Qian Yunsheng held the fallen dementor banner and looked at it again and again, shook his head and said secretly:

"Dementor Banner, Dementor Banner, I really don't know how many souls I need to feed you before you can fully recover!"

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ps: Friends who like this book are welcome to read the first book series "The Prequel of Qianyunsheng".

One day before signing a change, after signing the contract to ensure that two changes a day, like friends welcome to collect, recommended.