Time passed little by little, and in the blink of an eye, the moonlight was hazy outside the window, and the night was dark.

After repeatedly experiencing seven failures, the yin qi controlled by Shen Luo finally came to the last pass, rushing through the three yin crossings.

His eyes were tightly closed, and the magic trick in his hand was pinched, and he tried his best to maintain the operation of the rune on his leg, causing the ant pattern and mana there to entangle and collide with each other.

At this moment, Shen Luo's eyes suddenly opened suddenly, and he looked at the ghost general opposite.

I saw that his eyes had lost their brilliance, the light on his body had become extremely dim, his body was a little vague, and the black mist coming out of his open mouth was gradually fading, obviously the appearance of the power of the evil had consumed the drama.

Shen Luo's heart tightened, and he understood that the yin and evil qi contained in this ghost general's body was limited after all, and it was far less pure than the one hidden in the Six Chen Whips, and it was now about to be exhausted.

"That's it, let's do it one last time. Shen Luo's gaze froze, and the finger of the seal suddenly pointed downward, intercepted the last yin qi, condensed in a line, and slammed down towards the three yin acupoints.

A soft "snort" sounded.

At this final juncture, the three yin points were finally opened.

On the other side, the ghost general was almost about to faint, and his vain figure shrank back into the Qiankun bag.

At the same time, the blood light of the rune on Shen Luo's leg suddenly lit up, shrinking back to cover the entire side branch meridians, and then white and black light lit up, covering each other and staggering, and began to merge.

After a while, all the light disappeared, and the runes on Shen Luo's legs also faded, and a strange force merged into the side branch meridians, and a new magic vein was finally opened up!

"It's done, haha......" Shen Luo's eyes suddenly opened, feeling that the mana in his body was merging into the side branch vein little by little, and his face couldn't hide his joy, and he couldn't help but stroke his palm.

Although this vein is not one of the twelve canons, it has given Shen Luo a firm confidence to open the vein, and his previous efforts in the dream realm have not been in vain, even in reality, he can do it.

As long as he opens up more law veins, even if it is only half of the dream realm, his qualifications will be able to make great progress, and his cultivation speed will definitely increase several times by then, supplemented by pills and spiritual materials, and if he wants to get rid of the dilemma of insufficient longevity, it will not be as difficult as it is now.

He put away the bottle of healing milk elixir that had no chance to work, and stood up, holding the Qiankun bag in his hand, intending to release the ghost general to see its condition.

But before he could make a move, he suddenly heard a chaotic sound outside.

Shen Luo's divine sense suddenly let go, and he looked around, and soon his brows furrowed, and a chaotic but not pure yin and evil ghost aura actually came from all over the surroundings.

"What's going on?"

Shen Luo was shocked in his heart, got up directly and pushed open the door, jumped in shape, and came to the roof.

Standing on the raised statue of the Vermilion Bird on the ridge of the roof, he looked up into the distance, and saw fires flashing everywhere in the market, and in the distance, he could see thick smoke rising into the air.

"Help...... Help......"

At this moment, a frightened cry for help came from not far away.

Shen Luo immediately looked over there and saw that the vendor who had sold his mutton in the basin was crawling on the stone floor of the adjacent alley, dragging a long trail of blood under him.

Not far behind him, a black mist fell not far away, and a hideous grimace with a pale, slightly rotten color could be faintly seen inside.

"Demons?"

Shen Luo frowned, his toes were a little ridged, and his figure suddenly floated down and fell to that side.

The ghost creature ran after the vendor for a while, and seemed to feel bored, and his hands suddenly opened, and the two ghost claws were extended rapidly, and he pounced on the vendor.

Seeing that the tips of its claws were about to reach the back of the hawker's heart, a flash of lightning suddenly exploded.

A small thunder talisman burst open, turning into a snow-white electric light, smashing straight into the center of the ghost's eyebrows.

With a soft sound of "snort", the ghost's cheeks were suddenly torn apart, and he didn't even have time to let out a miserable howl, and his yin aura overflowed in all directions.

Seeing this, Shen Luo hurriedly patted the Qiankun bag on his waist, and a black whirlwind flew out of it, directly sweeping up the scattered yin qi, and flew back into the bag in an instant.

The Qiankun bag bulged for a while, and then quickly deflated, and the yin and evil qi had been eaten clean by the ghost general.

Shen Luo took a few steps to catch up with the vendor who was still crawling in panic and patted him on the shoulder.

The peddler was greatly frightened, his body shook suddenly, he lay on the ground and kowtowed like pounding garlic, and kept shouting: "Ghost grandpa spare your life, spare your life, ghost grandpa ......"

"I'm not a ghost, look up. Shen Luo said soothingly.

However, the peddler's heart and gall were broken, and he could no longer listen to any words, but kept begging for mercy, and a strange smell came out from under him.

Shen Luo frowned, his palm rested on his shoulder, and a gentle yang force crossed into his body.

The peddler suddenly felt a warmth all around him, and then finally came back to his senses, stopped begging for mercy, and looked up at Shen Luo with frightened eyes.

"Guest, officer, why are you?" asked the peddler, trembling.

"What's going on?" Shen Luo didn't answer, but asked.

"Ghosts, ghosts, ghosts......" After Shen Luo asked, the vendor immediately remembered the previous terrifying experience, and couldn't help but cry loudly.

"The ghost is gone, tell me quickly, what happened?" Shen Luo asked.

The peddler crossed Shen Luo, looked at the alley behind him, and saw that there was no place, and sure enough, there was nothing, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and said intermittently:

"Today, somehow today, there are a lot more guests than usual, and the prepared water is running out. I just, I just thought about going to the old locust tree here, going to the well under the tree to get some water and use it back. Who would have just put down the bucket and entered, a demon with a pale face...... I lost the bucket and ran, and I fell down carelessly, and I didn't know if I broke my leg or what, and I couldn't get up alive or dead, so I had to crawl on the ground, I ......"

Shen Luo heard the ins and outs clearly, checked the peddler's injuries, and found that he only broke the skin, not the bones, and he couldn't get up because of excessive fright, and his legs were weak.

"Your leg is not broken, but when you crawl and run, it grinds badly. Shen Luo said as he helped him up.

"Thank you, thank you. When the peddler found out that it was as he said, he quickly bent down and bowed, thanking him again and again.

Shen Luo looked around for a moment, felt that there was a sinister air flowing around him, and said to the vendor:

"There are a lot of ghosts on the street, don't rush home first, find a house with a peach charm on the door on the side of the road, go in and hide, and go back when it is dawn." ”

When the peddler heard this, his face turned pale again, and he said with a crying voice: "No, my wife and children are still at home, I have to go back immediately......"