Ten days is a fleeting time.

After more than three years of cultivating life and embarking on this road, Yu Ping knew that the path he was going to take was different.

Even so, when I left, there was still the kind of farewell scene that I went to Luoxia Sect three years ago, people are not grass and trees, and parting is always sad.

"Ping'er, you just have to cultivate well, and you don't have to worry about everything at home. Yu Xiangshan said lightly.

Wang Fang didn't speak, nor did she show anything, just smiled and snuggled up to Yu Xiangshan.

The mother of the child is worried, and Yu Ping doesn't understand.

He turned his head and walked away.

In fact, cultivating truth does not mean that they are all ruthless, especially for disciples like Yu Ping who have just entered the realm of cultivation, there are always some worries and worries in the world; some disciples even have the kind of deceit that is not suitable for the sect or even between the master and the apprentice; and there are also those who have learned some skills and are greedy for worldly pleasures.

The disciples of the Luoxia Sect, when they were refining the Qi Layer, especially the control of the disciples going out, were very strict; either they were unqualified to clear out of the sect after three years, or after becoming inner disciples, they had to go home to visit their relatives after three years, and the time could not exceed half a month.

After dusk, there is only a little residual light in Qingshan Town, the main street is already full of lights, buying wine and admiring the moon, singing and dancing, people out of the town are going to the city one after another, but Yu Ping is walking into the darkness.

Out of town.

Looking back, a red horse at the town gate raised its head and tore loudly, and the horse's hooves stepped on the ground back and forth.

A big yellow dog standing on horseback was looking up at Yu Ping. Four-legged, calm and excited, two green rays of light shot straight through.

Yu Ping only paused slightly, turned and squeezed into the darkness outside the town.

Rhubarb since Yu Ping tested it with black veins on his body, he changed his hair within two days, which is like an old dog, and the rhubarb, which is originally humane, is more humane;

Yu Xiangshan, who happened to be taking care of the second vein of Rendu, liked this jujube red horse very much, so he stayed at home.

It's just that Yu Ping didn't expect that this dog brother and brother Ma actually knew his intention to leave, and even came to see him off.

This is not in vain, Yu Ping spent nearly two months to cultivate the power of the black vein.

In the early morning of the next day, Yu Ping, who was dressed in cloth, had already arrived at the post station in Shimen City, and when there were still ten miles to go, Yu Ping received the flight charm.

"Sure enough, the flying talisman worked, and it took less than half a day to arrive, but it could only be used secretly at night, and I didn't dare to drive it very quickly. Yu Ping thought secretly.

When he was about to arrive at the post station, Yu Ping rolled on the ground a few times, and his clothes were stained with some dust. I also picked some leaves, kneaded the green pulp, and applied it to my body. I saw Yu Ping smile: "Now it's always a bit dusty!"

"Huh, why are there so many people? What are you doing?"

When Yu Ping came to the post station, several torches in front of the stone gate illuminated the ground red.

I saw a few people holding torches high but half-kneeling, and a few kneeling respectfully, all dressed in sackcloth under fluffy hair.

His mouth mourned: "Immortal, save my daughter, save my child......"

Yu Ping took a closer look at these people in sackcloth, they were all surrounding farmers, hunters and the like, and I was afraid that there were several families.

One of the eighty-year-old ladies was lying on the ground and begging, which was unbearable.

Yu Ping stood behind everyone and glanced at the post station, there was no one else in it except the gloomy old man who was not happy or sad.

Seeing this group of people who didn't dare to enter the post station, but only dared to kneel outside and beg bitterly, ignoring the old man of Yin Jue, Yu Ping's anger rose from his heart, like a stream of blood rushing to the top of his head.

But in an instant, Yu Ping made a decision.

I saw a gust of wind roll up squeaky black smoke and enter the station. The crowd did not notice that a young man had passed in front of them.

The gloomy old man slowly opened his eyes as he found that he could no longer absorb the meager aura from the air.

When he was about to get angry, he saw a young man standing in front of him, but he was so frightened that he wanted to scream but couldn't scream, and only heard a rustling in his throat.

After Yu Ping understood the situation, he flew up in the surprise of the gloomy old man and disappeared in front of his eyes, at this time, the gloomy old man's back was covered in cold sweat, and he was about to open his mouth to stop it, so he only said: "Senior brother......"

As soon as the gloomy old man finished explaining, Yu Ping was gone.

It turned out that there was a little ghost in a place called a mass grave only twenty miles away from the post station. Almost compared to the appearance of the first and second layers of cultivators, after opening his mind, he was cultivating quickly, but he only relied on the death qi of the mass grave to advance his cultivation. Nothing harmful.

But since two years ago, one or two people in the nearby village have disappeared every year at night, only to be sucked dry and die when they are found. Listening to the gloomy old man, the little ghost at this time has reached the sixth layer of the little ghost, but he is also at peace with the gloomy old man in charge of the post station.

After all, the post station belongs to the sect, not only has a formation, but also it is not something that a little ghost can provoke, so the well water does not interfere with the river water.

When I was a child, I heard the story of ghosts, which made Yu Ping very scared. That's a godly thing.

After entering the Luoxia Sect, he had a deeper understanding of all things in the world.

Ghosts exist, and they are divided into small ghosts, ghost soldiers, and ghost generals like monks, corresponding to the monks' qi refining, foundation building and Jindan.

I heard that the deeper ghost handsome can regenerate flesh and blood, and convert between ghosts and humans, which is very magical.

Although Yu Ping didn't know much about it, he knew that the cultivation of ghosts was even more difficult.

"I'm still a little impulsive. Yu Ping took out the storage bag, Qingyun Sword and talisman, and said secretly.

In the blink of an eye, Yu Ping had already arrived at the mass grave.

At this time, the mass grave was black and foggy, and even the grass and trees on the ground were emitted bursts of black smoke. There is no moisture when you step on it, and it is very hard and creaky.

Yu Ping looked at it with his divine sense, and it was actually very hindered, only half of his usual amount, and his divine sense was a little uncomfortable.

The closer we got to the mass grave, the thicker and more eerie the black fog became.

There was no sound around, not even a single insect or bird.

Yu Ping calmed down, held the Qingyun Sword tightly, and moved slowly and cautiously.

Walking about half a mile in the black fog, suddenly the front was like a wellhead, and there was a large stream of smoke coming out, Yu Pingdingqing looked at it.

"Quack!" There was an eerie sound from the mouth of the well, and then a small imp with a black skeleton rushed out, and the black gas on the imp's body turned into a black fog as soon as it touched the air.

"There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell, you want to come. ”

"A little Qi Refining Seventh-Layer Cultivator, I'm really looking for death, Quack!" The imp's continuous voice came from all directions, and the imp's body seemed to move in multiple directions in an instant.

Yu Ping's eyes were staring at the mouth of the well that was emitting black smoke. He didn't look back, but his left hand was raised, and several fire dragon talismans hit the position behind him at the same time.

When he turned around, he only heard a few pops, and the fire was overflowing, and the whole body of a skeleton-like body was shrouded in fire except for two hollow eyes with green light.

"What a cunning little one, hahaha! It seems that sucking your sunlight is delicious. The little ghost said as if swallowing saliva.

Just now, Yu Ping seemed to be staring carefully at the mouth of the black smoke well in front of him, pretending not to find the whereabouts of the little ghost, but in his divine sense, he noticed the abnormality behind him, and several fire dragon talismans hit the direction behind him like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers, hoping to succeed in one fell swoop.

Although the little ghost said that it was moving extremely fast, it was still hit by a fire dragon talisman as soon as it finished speaking.

Looking at the fire light that erupted from the fire dragon talisman around him, the little ghost was so angry that he gritted his teeth and roared loudly: "Little doll, you are dead, you have angered your ghost grandfather." "Then the wind is whirring.

But it can only let the fire dragon talisman that was hit burn, it is already very careful, it can subdue Yu Ping from behind, but it didn't expect Yu Ping to be so shrewd.

And it's like you don't want money.

Yu Ping paused slightly, and immediately reacted, this is not a six-layer ghost at all, but it has reached perfection, and he is only one step away from becoming a ghost soldier, otherwise the fire dragon talisman will not only trap the little ghost at all.

Without waiting for the fire dragon talisman to fail, several sword lights quickly attacked the imp. Although the imp trapped by the fire dragon talisman still moved not slowly, he was still stabbed with a few swords in his neck and chest.

"What kind of swordsmanship does this little doll have, it can actually hurt the body. The imp thought to himself.

"Lawlessness, baa and blea. The imp uttered a long list of incantations.

Yu Ping's sword didn't stop, and the little ghost was hit one after another, but the firelight on his body was getting darker and darker, and then a large amount of white mist erupted from the skeleton-like body of the little ghost, and the fire on his body squeaked, and finally the fire was extinguished with a pop.

"Quack, quack, let's die!" The little ghost moved quickly, and the black qi enveloped his whole body became more intense.

Yu Ping remained motionless. The fast sword dance is dense and unventilated.

Despite this, there was also a "bang" impact sound from Yu Ping's body from time to time, which was the little ghost's fingers attacking his aura cover like bone spurs, and he saw small black spots formed on the aura mask where he was stabbed by bone spurs.

"It seems that this aura shroud will not last long. ”

But Yu Ping didn't move half a step, and the Qingyun Sword still stabbed out quickly, attacking and defending, because Yu Ping knew that if he moved, he would only be more passive.

Sure enough, after a few back and forth, Yu Ping also mastered some rules, changing his sword moves from time to time, the sword was used as a sword, and the little ghost was constantly slashed by Yu Ping.

"Why is the damn little guy so angry?" thought to the imp, confused.

Finally, the little ghost's movement slowed down, and the number of times he was hit by the sword became more and more, and the black qi on the little ghost who was slashed by the sword recovered more and more slowly.

But it can only slow down its movements, but it can't break up the bone frame no matter what. Occasionally, you can be countered by imps.

In this way, the two sides have been in the border for a quarter of an hour, and no one can help the other.

The more Yu Ping fought, the more frightened he became, and the aura in the dantian was about to run out.

"It's just that I didn't learn a few more exercises at that time, and the swordsmanship alone can't give the little ghost a heavy blow, especially the Qingyun swordsmanship has no special attributes. Yu Ping thought secretly.

It's just that Yu Ping didn't know that the little ghost had already scolded in his heart: "Damn little monk, he is young, his true qi is so strong, not to mention, his consciousness is so strong?" The little ghost is also getting more and more exhausted, especially when Yu Ping is just about to break through the realm of ghost soldiers.

"It's not a way to go on like this, the aura mask is about to be pierced by the imp, I hope the black vein won't let me down. ”

Yu Ping had been forced to use a ruthless sword. Regardless of whether it can be effective or not, there is no true qi at all, and you can only rely on the black veins to escape.

The little ghost's thoughts are similar to Yu Ping's, at the beginning, he just thought that he could clean up Yu Ping as if he was playing, after all, it was too dangerous to become a ghost soldier, but he didn't dare to consume the ghost qi on this, and he had to wait for another year after today.

But while fighting, he just wanted to kill Yu Ping to relieve the hatred in his heart, but now he had to think about how to escape from Yu Ping's hands. This little monk seems to be mediocre, but he has not yet shown that he is really exhausted.

Finally, I saw Yu Ping squeeze out the last trace of true qi in the dantian with a ruthless sword, and stabbed at the little ghost.

"Lawless!" the imp roared. I saw that the white qi in its skeleton quickly appeared under its feet. The last move of the little ghost is not a fight, but an escape.

As soon as the move was issued, Yu Ping's body was already leaning forward, which was draining the true qi and his body could no longer support it. But while leaning forward, Yu Ping stopped instantly, and stepped into the stone half a foot deep, and the black veins were already moving at full speed. I was jumping up with the help of my strength, ready to run.

But on the way back, Yu Ping was desperate.

The power of the fierce sword composed of the fire and wood power just now was indeed incomparable, and the air where the stab was pierced out was rippling, and the black mist disappeared cleanly, and the range was still expanding, and I even saw a few unconscious children lying in a recessed ground not far away.

But what I didn't expect was that the little ghost was not blasted into slag, and his bones were full of bones. Instead, when Yu Ping used his ruthless sword, he also used the strongest escape trick. Just like a tumbler, he avoided the center of the ruthless sword, and with a pop like a black mist explosion, the figure of the little ghost had already appeared outside the second zhang, looking a little embarrassed.

"I want you to die. "The little ghost has been hit with real fire, and he also used a lot of ghost energy to avoid Yu Ping's trick just now, and he is desperate to kill Yu Ping to relieve his hatred.

At this time, he was standing there with two hands gesturing, as if he was urging something.

Sure enough, I saw that the green light in the little ghost's eyes was getting lighter and fainter, but the black fog was getting thicker and thicker, and on his chest was a black bead the size of a fist, revealing a strangeness, as if facing something murderous, the little ghost stared at Yu Ping viciously, quacked, and pushed the black bead towards Yu Ping.

It appeared in front of Yu Ping's eyes in an instant.

Yu Ping only read: "It's not good, it's over!" As soon as he raised his strength, the black vein energy fist hit the black bead of the little ghost fiercely......