Knowing that this Daqian ruin was not a good place, Su Zimo didn't dare to be careless, slowly landed on the edge, and looked around before moving forward.

Even if it was such a prosperous imperial capital, now there are only a few ruins left, and it has fallen into ruins.

Walking on the dust and rubble, Su Zimo sighed with emotion.

Cultivating immortals, cultivating immortals, most monks, the way they cultivate, the way they seek, is nothing more than the word 'immortal'.

But who can withstand the power of time?

In ancient times, the emperors stood side by side, and there were countless powerful ancestors, but now, they have all passed away, leaving legends.

Su Zimo didn't know much about the ruins of Daqian, and he didn't dare to walk too fast, his ears moved, his eyes were clear, and he used the method of seeing and hearing from heaven to earth, feeling the movements around him.

Along the way, I also met some monks, including Qi practitioners and foundation building monks.

These monks were extremely cautious and cautious, and after seeing Su Zimo, they looked jealous, and hurriedly hid far away and made a detour.

In this ruin, in addition to its own danger, it is naturally very common to kill people and seize treasures!

In the blink of an eye, an hour passed.

Su Zimo found nothing in this ruin, just found some fragments of broken spiritual weapons buried in the gravel, and threw them away.

Of course, there was no danger.

It was the middle of the night, the moon was shining, and the surroundings were quiet and eerie.

"Strange. ”

Su Zimo frowned secretly.

"Ahh

At this moment, a miserable scream came from not far away, terrible and infiltrating!

Su Zimo's heart sank, and after thinking about it a little, he decided to take a look.

If he knew the source of the danger, he could have been prepared.

Su Zimo's figure flickered, and he galloped towards the source of the sound.

It didn't take long to see a qi practitioner in front of him standing in place, with his back to Su Zimo, with an obvious breath of life, but he didn't move.

Several monks stood at a distance and watched, not daring to approach, their eyes frightened and inexplicable.

Su Zimo coughed lightly and raised his voice: "This fellow Daoist?"

The qi practitioner in front heard Su Zimo's voice, his body moved, and he slowly turned around.

Seeing this person's appearance, Su Zimo was startled.

This person's face was black, his lips were purple and blue, and his pale face looked particularly terrifying in the moonlight, and he showed a strange and eerie smile at him.

Seeing this smile, Su Zimo's hairs stood on end.

"Truly!"

The man let out a strange laugh from his mouth, grinned, spread his arms, and lunged at him.

In the blink of an eye, Su Zimo quickly calmed down.

If he was a newcomer to the Cultivation Realm, he might still be a little frightened in the face of this situation.

But he is now a real person in Jindan, even if he has not encountered such a situation, he can guess eight or nine without leaving ten!

Facing the oncoming qi practitioner, Su Zimo did not dodge or dodge, stretched out his palm, and did not use his strength, he landed directly on the door of this person's head, patted it gently, and drank softly:

"Glamorous and ghostly, you dare to harm people, get out of here!"

"Yikes!"

In the body of the qi practitioner, a scream came from the body.

A ghost floated out of the Qi Practitioner's Heavenly Spirit Cover, illusory and transparent, difficult to detect.

This ghost felt the breath on Su Zimo's body, panicked, and fled into the distance as soon as possible.

The Qi Practitioner's body shook a little, and his lips and face regained a little blood.

But this person was sluggish, his hands and feet were weak, and the whole person fell down softly, weak and abnormal, gasping for breath.

"Thank you, seniors. ”

The qi practitioner gasped and thanked him.

"You recover and get out of here as soon as possible. If you stay any longer, I'm afraid you'll be worried about your life!" Su Zimo said in a deep voice.

"Okay, okay. ”

The Qi Practitioner nodded hurriedly.

Possessed by the qi practitioner are just some ghost ghosts, not much mana, at most possessed by mortals, low-level monks, this is the folklore's 'ghost upper body'.

The little ghost is difficult, but he doesn't dare to provoke three kinds of people.

The first is a monk with strong mana.

Ordinary foundation building monks are no longer afraid of imps.

Second, the masculine of the flesh.

Whether it is a cultivator or a mortal, as long as the body is strong and the blood and qi are strong, they can resist most evil spirits and diseases.

Su Zimo has cultivated to the realm of blood like a sea tide, and this body of qi and blood, even if it doesn't need to be urged, is like a blazing sun, a blazing furnace, and the little ghost doesn't dare to approach at all!

Therefore, Su Zimo walked all the way, but the little ghost avoided him and didn't dare to step forward at all.

Third, it is a person who is upright and upright.

Read hundreds of schools of economics and raise Haoran righteousness.

A person who is upright, whether in the face of temptation or threat, can be calm and calm.

The mortal body, suffering from prison, in the prison with harsh conditions and environment, but never getting sick, is because there is a heroic righteousness in the body!

The sages once said that the rich and the rich cannot be lewd, the poor and the lowly cannot be moved, and the mighty cannot be bent.

In fact, this is the great realm of Haoran righteousness!

Folk often say that if you don't do bad things, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, which is also the truth.

If you don't do bad things, your heart will not be empty, and if you are upright, you will be fearless!

When he was a child, Su Zimo even heard some legends.

In the world of peach and plum, the upright Confucian, even if it is a mortal body, is already in the twilight of his life, his body is weak, and under the loud scolding, the evil demon does not dare to get close, and with a loud roar, he can shake the charm to ashes!

10,000 years ago, tens of millions of living beings died overnight, and the resentment was extremely heavy, and the ghosts did not disperse, and I don't know how many such lonely souls and wild ghosts gathered.

Among such a number of imps, there will inevitably be powerful ghosts!

The little ghost is difficult, but it does not kill.

Evil ghosts, fierce ghosts, evil ghosts, they want human life!

Even if the Zhuji Monk and Jindan Zhenren are not careful, they may all die!

Su Zimo continued to move forward, and as the night gradually sank, he had gradually gone deep into the ruins.

It didn't take long.

In all directions, there was a poignant laughter, erratic and creepy!

Su Zimo sneered slightly, kept walking, and continued to move forward.

Call!

Evil winds blow.

Su Zimo's blackness swayed slightly, his expression was calm and calm, and there was no panic in his eyes.

"Keep going, I want your life!"

In the vicious wind, a woman's shrill voice was heard.

Su Zimo was unmoved.

As soon as he walked more than ten meters away, an illusory and hazy figure appeared behind him, draped in a blood-dripping robe, and his hair was black and hanging on the ground.

A grim and hideous face loomed in the dark.

The ghost stretched out his hands, his nails were black, and he pounced on Su Zimo silently.

Su Zimo seemed to be unaware.

As soon as the ghost's hands touched Su Zimo's body, he couldn't help but change his expression and screamed.

On Su Zimo's body, the blood veins rose, flashing thunder and light, dazzling!

Thunder and lightning are the most righteous force in heaven and earth, and they are the most restrained against evil things.

Where did the ghost expect that Su Zimo's blood actually contained the power of thunder and lightning, and he was instantly struck by lightning, and disappeared into ashes.

From beginning to end, Su Zimo's footsteps did not pause for half a minute.

Around it, there were other powerful ghosts wandering around, and when they saw this scene, they all dispersed.

Sorry for the update. The train of thought is finally smooth, and it should be much smoother later.

(End of chapter)

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