The sky had been bright for a long time, but the road ahead was still dark and ethereal on the foggy sea.

At this time, for Ye Mingke and his party, the last appearance of ghosts has far exceeded the time interval between ghosts, including the ghost that can split after a long time.

"It seems that our luck is good, the ghost should have found Li Guifan first. ”

Ye Mingke, who was still standing at the bow of the boat, turned his head to Jian Jiudao beside him.

"I've always had good luck. ”

Jian Jiu, who was carrying the sword, stood against the sea breeze, his long hair danced, his white clothes fluttered, and the jade tree was in the wind, which was very natural and authentic, without showing off and boasting.

"Alas, I believe this. How did you meet me, bad luck. ”

Ye Mingke pursed his lips, no longer posed with this guy who was naturally suitable for playing handsome, squatted down, looked at the sea in front of him with a stilted face, and said with a wry smile.

"But I was born with bad luck. How could I have bumped into you?"

"Reasonable. Jian Jiu was still very natural and authentic, and he didn't hear the ridicule in Ye Mingke's words at all.

He also looked at the sea shrouded in the fog in front of him, and suddenly remembered many things.

"I've always believed that I was lucky. I was born with a sense of spirituality, a seven-year-old enlightenment, and an eight-year-old attainment of the scriptures. It was also because I had always believed that I was lucky, and after cultivating a small success, I boldly traveled to many dangerous places, and my progress became faster and faster. ”

"But there is one person who has always lamented that he is unlucky. ”

He whispered to the sea breeze in front of him.

"He cultivated the hardest, but he was the slowest cultivator among the disciples of the same period. He obviously started earlier than me, but I became a disciple of Chengjian. Every time he goes out, he leads the team, but my merits have always been ahead of him on the sect merit list. ”

Ye Mingke turned his head, looked at him and smiled.

"Is it Li Guifan?"

"Yes. I've been wondering why he's going to go alone with the Talisman?"

Jian Jiu turned his head and said to Ye Mingke's clear eyes.

"After I started, he took me to practice for 10 years. Ten years later, I became a disciple of Chengjian and was taught by my master. He has always been like a brother and a teacher to me. Why is this happening?"

"He's a person with low self-esteem, right?" Ye Mingke suddenly asked.

Jian Jiu's eyes pondered for a moment, shook his head, and nodded again.

"Senior brother was born in the mortal world, he has always been very concerned about the humility of his background, and he himself often laments that he is unlucky. But he is usually neither humble nor arrogant, and is the leader of many teams. ”

Then he may be a person who has low self-esteem and is jealous because of his inferiority, but he does not dare to face up to his inferiority and jealousy. ”

Ye Mingke took a deep breath and shrugged his shoulders.

"In fact, many people have an inferiority complex in their hearts. When you see someone who is more beautiful and lucky than yourself, you will also have some envy in your heart. ”

This is not a pleasant mood, so some people will try their best to hide and suppress it, and even turn that inferiority complex and jealousy into hatred and anger in order to divert this pain. In the end, he distorted himself and the world he lived in. ”

"He has a hatred for the world and thinks that the world is unfair to him. Therefore, he will feel that he cannot succeed through normal means, and no one can say what such a person will do when he is in a desperate situation. ”

"After you became a disciple of Chengjian, did he become much more estranged from you?"

Ye Mingke finally asked Jian Jiu, his answer was extremely natural and smooth, as if he was talking about his own thoughts.

"Yes and no. Jian Jiu still looked at Ye Mingke, "He is still very good to me, but it is not the natural goodness of the past, but like some kind of flattery." ”

"Then he will be even sicker. This is to suppress oneself, and in order to succeed, the people around oneself are regarded as objects that can be used, even if they are jealous and hateful. ”

Ye Mingke added, with a hint of self-deprecation on his face.

"Why are you so sure, guessing his thoughts so naturally?" Jian Jiu looked at him, a little curious.

"Because I'm also a person of bad luck, a person with low self-esteem, and a person who can be jealous. ”

Ye Mingke laughed self-deprecatingly.

"However, I'm a swordsman!

He looked at Jian Jiu with a clear and sharp light in his eyes.

Jian Jiu looked at Ye Mingke's bright eyes, and suddenly said with some pity.

"You do have the potential to become a top swordsman in the mortal world. It's a pity that you can't cultivate immortals, otherwise the sword immortals in the world may have a share of you. ”

Ye Mingke, who was still sharp-eyed just now, suddenly turned bitter.

"Hey, Sword Rack, what kind of waste body am I, I can't cultivate at all?"

He tilted his head and said with a sad face.

He Jian Jiu gradually became familiar with him, and his pretended indifferent appearance faded a lot unconsciously, and he regained a little bit of his youthful heart before the new rain in the town.

"Logically speaking, no. Although there are many Dao methods in the world, they are all difficult to escape and have to attract spirits into the body, but although your physique is good, the seven hundred and twenty knots of the whole body are sealed. Spiritual energy can't enter the body, so naturally it can't be cultivated. ”

He looked at Ye Mingke's blank expression and added kindly.

"The amount of spiritual aperture directly determines a person's cultivation qualifications. For example, my spiritual aperture was born with three hundred and sixty-one acupoints, and after quenching my body, there were six hundred and twelve spiritual acupoints, so my cultivation speed far exceeded that of ordinary cultivators. ”

"No, I don't just don't know what the aura is, what is the aura?" Ye Mingke scratched his head, still confused.

"You don't even know the aura? By the way, how did you sense the ghost? When the ghost attacked last night, you closed your eyes the whole time. Jian Jiu asked.

Ye Mingke hesitated for a moment and only told part of the truth.

"I can feel some points of light between heaven and earth, but I can't feel those points of light where the ghosts are, so I found the ghosts because I couldn't see them. ”

"What color is the point of light you feel?" Jian Jiu asked suddenly in surprise.

"I could feel some gray spots of light in the fog. Ye Mingke said, he still only told part of the truth, and he subconsciously felt that his ability might be very extraordinary.

"The gray point of light is similar to the Five Elements Aura I sensed, it should be a special aura on the Misty Sea. However, I can directly feel the presence and color of the aura, and this inspiration is not inferior to me. ”

"It's strange that you don't know how to have a physique, but you have such a strong inspiration. ”

Jian Jiu's gaze at Ye Mingke became even more strange.

"Isn't there any way to rescue this kind of ignorant physique?" Ye Mingke said sullenly.

"As far as I know, the existence or absence of spiritual acupuncture is determined by heaven, especially the main acupoint, which can only be inherited by nature. However, you are still interested in coming here to discuss rescuing your future cultivation physique, and have you thought of a way to deal with ghosts?"

Jian Jiu was even more curious.

"I don't know anything, I don't know anything. ”

"It's up to you, you're still interested in discussing my future cultivation physique, which means that you also have a plan to deal with ghosts. ”

Ye Mingke looked at the sea, his words were ridiculous, but his eyes were always nervous, and his spiritual sense was always open, paying attention to everything around him.

They are in the mood to chat here, naturally because they are no longer in a hurry to deal with ghosts.

At the moment when Li Guifan deserted with the Qiling Talisman, they really only had the choice of gambling with God, but now that they have won the bet, they have a chance to lose this game of chess again.

"I have, but I don't have the confidence, I still gamble with my life, and if I lose the bet once, we will die. Jian Jiu's gaze was fixed on the waves ahead.

The spiritual power on his body was sealed, but the fierce sword intent on his body still made people dare not look at it directly.

"It's okay, there's still life to gamble, it's not too bad. Only Ye Mingke didn't seem to have any impact at all, and reached out and patted him on the shoulder and comforted.

This bit of sword intent intensity, drizzle, until he saw Jian Jiu, he knew that the coercion he faced in the afternoon climbing training in the town was a kind of sword intent.

"It's coming!"

He patted Jian Jiu's hand and froze suddenly, and he jerked his head to look at a wild deer tied to the cabin.

The wild deer was oozing a large amount of blood plasma all over his body, and Jian Jiu beside him had already reacted, and rushed out quickly, grabbed the wild deer with one hand, and threw the wild deer directly into the sea.

"Bang"

There was a huge splash on the surface of the sea, and the wild deer sank into the water, and gurgling scarlet blood rose on the water.

Then, a faint thunder fire, a bloody elk caged in the thunder and fire floated from among the undulating waves, looking up at the people on board with a terrible laugh.

The demon reappeared, and the crowd began to panic again.

Only Ye Mingke and Jian Jiu noticed that this ghost was particularly weak this time, and the thunder and fire on his body were even flickering between the ups and downs of the waves.

"It seems that Li Guifan directly used the Spirit Talisman and didn't spend too much energy in the fight with this ghost. ”

Ye Mingke looked at the ghost and asked Jian Jiu.

"How about it?

"I don't know, I don't know. ”

Jian Jiu looked at the ghost with a sharp look in his eyes.

He unloaded the other eight spirit swords on his body one by one, leaving only the iron-gray long sword named "Nine" on his back.

"By the way, the ghost is on the sea, how can you fight him without spiritual power?" Ye Mingke suddenly thought.

"In addition to Taoism, there are also martial arts. ”

Jian Jiu said lightly.

"However, martial arts can't deal with this ghost!"

He slapped the edge of the boat, and his figure rose high, and he flew out into the sea.

The waves on the sea were surging, and Jian Jiu, who was walking with a sword, stepped on the waves and flew like the wind, like a seapetrel sweeping the waves, deftly and swiftly rushing towards the evil spirit.

This time, the evil ghost obviously didn't look at Jian Jiu, who didn't have any aura fluctuations, and roared and rushed directly towards Jian Jiu who rushed in.

"Changqiang"

Jian Jiu turned his head sideways, facing the side face of the ghost with indifference, and directly pulled out the long sword behind his back with his backhand, and his long hair flew away, turning into gray at a speed visible to the naked eye in the sea breeze.

He had no spiritual powers.

He was sacrificing the years and pulling out the cold and lonely long sword.