Chapter 67: Silkworm Spirituality

Mingshan, there is another gloomy and cold place, where there are bursts of ghostly light, rendering an ancient cave, the entrance of the cave is engraved with two big characters, "Ghost House!" It is said that this place was not originally called this name, but after Wansheng returned to the Central Plains, he gave this place to the ghost eye, so it was named after it.

The gate of the ghost mansion is not handled, but because of the ghostly ghost qi gushing out from inside from time to time, ordinary people dare not approach it at all.

Inside, there is a cold and damp road, and there is a ghost soldier with a dull face every other distance, which looks very terrifying.

"Haha~" Suddenly, in the depths of the ghost mansion, there was a wild laugh, and I saw the ghost sitting on the cold throne, and the ghost qi outside the body had dissipated, revealing his original face, this was a middle-aged man, his complexion was pale like a dead corpse, and there was a scar on his forehead and face that spread straight from his eyes to his neck, like a wound left by someone who split his head in half with a sword, I really don't know how he survived.

"Squeak!" In front of the ghost eye was an iron cage, a monkey, covered in blood, paralyzed there in a miserable state, and its cute and smart eyes had dimmed, it was the six-eared macaque leaf that Yuan Qi brought out from Penglai.

"God is really joking, it's a monkey after waiting for so long!" Ghost Mu sneered, stretched out his blood-covered palm, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, as if he was very happy, and said, "It's still a little closer, I'm coming!"

The palm of the ghost's hand glowed green, and he grabbed the leaf and recited the incantation silently, and saw that the leaf's face was stiff, his body was constantly twitching, and a cold light appeared in his body, surging towards the ghost like a tide.

The ghost eyes closed his eyes, this cold aura diluted the Xuanming ghost qi in his body a lot, making his face a little ruddy, not only that, but his mana was also stronger, and he gradually had to climb to a higher realm.

"Squeak!" the leaf struggled, but to no avail, it seemed to be squeezed dry, and the light in its eyes began to crumble.

Suddenly, the ghost qi in the ghost eye's body was agitated, and it collided with the cold qi of the leaves, shocking him and spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"How is this possible!" Onimu couldn't believe it, watching his hands be invaded by the ghost qi again, and they became extremely pale.

Looking at the unconscious monkey in the cage, the ghost's face was sometimes hideous, and suddenly confused, he slowly closed his eyes and breathed the restlessness in his body.

"Could it be because of the incomplete silkworm spirit technique recorded in the fragment!" Ghost Mu reacted and said to himself, "It's just the first part, and it can't be compatible with other people's spiritual power with one's own body!"

"Hey, no! My skills have improved!What the hell is going on!" The ghost was puzzled, and looked at the leaves again, his eyes revealing a longing, "No matter, the most important thing is the soul, as long as the soul is withdrawn and compatible with me, at that time, haha!"

The ghost eyes flashed with ghostly light with his hands, and pressed the heavenly spirit cover of the leaf, and the powerful power instantly entered the whole body of the leaf, and then his palm was slowly raised, and a cloud of white light gradually left the body at the heavenly spirit of the leaf.

"Haha, okay!" the ghost eyes were excited, and his green eyes flashed with madness, looking at the soul that was about to leave the body.

Suddenly, Ye Zi opened his eyes, as if he had changed his posture, looking at the ghost without joy and carefree, and a powerful aura filled his body, forcibly repelling the ghost eyes, so that the soul that had lost his body quickly returned to his body, and at the same time, a powerful force filled the entire ghost mansion.

"There is still such a powerful spiritual power!" the ghost snorted coldly, leaned out a palm, and the powerful ghost qi covered the leaves again.

"Bang~" There was a loud bang, and the ghost's palm quickly retracted as if it had been stabbed by a claw, and he looked at the leaves, his eyes full of shock and jealousy.

On the celestial spirit of the leaves, a dense formation appeared, filled with a lightning force.

The ghost's face was solemn, he stared at the complex formation carefully, and slowly spit out a few words in his mouth: "Lost Formation!"

The thin leaves, the dexterity in those eyes, only lasted for half a moment, and then passed out again.

"Is this a warning to me?" the ghost muttered to himself, "who could it be, farther than me, did he already know that one day I would catch it?"

Ghost Eye's face was gloomy, and he sneered: "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, the formations engraved in the body are all moving with the heart, if I completely crush its heart and make it full of death, then even if this formation is powerful, it can't stop me!"

The ghost's big hand stretched out again, and a dagger appeared in the palm of his hand, flashing with a metallic luster, and the yin wind swayed, and the thin body of the leaf was forcibly lifted out.

"Squeak~~" Ye Zi, who was unconscious, let out a miserable scream, the dagger was stained with blood, his hand was knifed, and one of his six ears had been brutally cut off.

"It is said that the six-eared macaque race has been remembered by these six ears since ancient times, and now I have cut off all six ears of yours, do you still have a face to live?" The ghost's hideous voice filled the entire ghost house.

The secret room of the Hall of Immortality had a momentary silence, the blood pool was whistling, Wan Ting knelt on the ground, and let out that pitiful cry, Ning Xin took the initiative to step forward and comforted softly, she glanced at Yuan Qi, and there was a complicated meaning in her eyes.

"It's really you!Why, why!" Yuan Qi was desperate, his consciousness began to blur, and he suddenly felt that the people around him were strangers, and said angrily, "It turns out that you are all lying to me!"

"Yuan Qi!" Wan Ting rushed to the pool of blood like crazy, not caring about the blood that spurted out, and wanted to bring Yuan Qi out of it.

"Boom!" Yuan Qi's eyes were replaced by blood, and a powerful evil aura shook Wan Ting away.

"Be careful, he's already enchanted!" Ning Xin grabbed Wan Ting, stepped aside, and glanced at Wan Sheng, his eyes full of indifference.

Powerful demonic qi filled Yuan Qi's body, and he completely went berserk, starting a violent struggle, and the seal at the mouth of the Soul Eater gradually began to become unstable, unable to imprison him anymore.

"Squeak ~ squeak ~" A piercing voice spread throughout this secret room, above Yuan Qi's head, Ding Ling's body quickly climbed, and a pair of wings spread out behind his back, with its incitement, it made a very rhythmic tremor here, and the grimace looked at everyone here hideously.

At this moment, Yuan Qi's face began to darken, and the power he had gained after becoming a demon was quickly withdrawn.

Ning Xin was puzzled, looked at Yuan Qi, and then at Ding Ling, and instantly understood.

"Uncle Jue!" Ning was anxious, if it continued like this, Yuan Qi would be drained sooner or later.

With a nodding head, the Love-Breaking Sword appeared in his hand and pounced on the Soul Eater Ding again.

"Senior brother!" Wan Sheng pointed at each other, drawing out a sword qi to block this withering, and said coldly, "You want to save this evil seed?"

Speechless, he looked at Wan Sheng indifferently, and let out a roar with the sword in his hand, facing the Soul Devouring Ding is sword.

"Presumptuous!" Wan Sheng shouted, a powerful momentum erupted in his body, and his body was like seeing the Demon Mountain blocking in front of the Soul Devouring Ding, and said coldly, "This son will die today!"

Withered was stopped, he was very helpless, with all saints here, even if he fought for his life, he couldn't save Yuan Qi.

However, a white figure pounced on Wan Sheng, hugged him tightly, and cried: "Dad, you promised me that you would not let him die!"

"Go away!" Wan Sheng scolded angrily, he was entangled by Wan Ting for a while.

"Bang!" Withering took advantage of this gap, and the powerful spiritual power was poured into the Sword of Broken Love, forcibly penetrating the seal of Dingkou, and then he reached into Dingzhong with one hand, and forcibly lifted Yuan Qi out, Ning Xin also quickly stepped forward to connect Yuan Qi with a few big points, and fed a few pills.

"Bastard!" Wan Sheng's two fingers connected and froze Wan Ting, he looked at Dry Jie coldly, his eyes were full of killing intent.

Ku Jue didn't want to let go, he stood in front of Yuan Qi steadily, and said, "Senior brother, your goal has been achieved, why do you have to take his life?"

Halloween didn't respond, just looked at it coldly.

"Not good!" Ning was shocked.

"What's wrong?" asked Kure.

"His Dao foundation has been destroyed, his muscles and veins have been broken, even if he can survive, I'm afraid it will be difficult to cultivate in the future!" Ning Xin said solemnly.

He sighed, looked at Wan Sheng again, and asked slowly: "Senior brother, a mortal can't threaten you, if you let him go, I will promise you that matter!"

Wan Sheng was still silent, but the killing intent on his face gradually disappeared, and his gaze returned to Ding Ling, this Ding Ling was unruly, even in the face of Wan Sheng, he would still show a rumbling killing intent.

"Senior brother!" Ku Jue took the initiative to step forward, and a red blood bead popped out from his fingertips, flying towards Ding Ling. The grimace devoured the drop of blood in one bite, making Ding Ling's momentum climb but the highest.

Wan Sheng condensed, and formed a magic seal on the Soul Devouring Ding, his eyes were fixed on the motionless Wan Ting, the sword light flicked, and a few drops of blood flew out of Wan Ting's fingertips.

Wan Sheng silently recited the Soul Eater Mantra, Wan Ting's mind was blank, her eyes were dull, she slowly approached the Soul Eater Ding, and inserted the bleeding finger into the Ding.

"Silk~~Silk~~" Soul Eater Ding changed his hair with red light, and began to frantically suck Wan Ting's blood.

"Uncle Jue, what the hell is going on!" Ning was puzzled.

"Don't talk!" Ku Jue hugged Yuan Qi, took one last look at the Soul Eater Ding, and said indifferently, "There's nothing for us here, we can go!"

The stone door slowly closed, and at the moment it closed, Ning Xin took one last look inside, and he saw Wan Ting standing beside the big ding in a daze, letting the blood drip into the ding. And Wan Sheng, naked, jumped into the blood pool in the Ding, the grimace looked down at Wan Sheng in the pool, the cold killing intent gradually dissipated, replaced by a kind of softness, as if meeting a brand new master.

Outside the door, the three of them walked quietly until they walked out of the apse.

"Deputy Sect Master!" a demon disciple was a little panicked when he saw the withered body covered in blood.

"What's the matter?" asked Ning Xin.

"Hall Master! His subordinates have discovered that Qingchengmen has sent people to occupy the Lechuan Valley!"

"Got it!!" said Ku Ji lightly.

"Yes!"

"Don't you need to say it?" asked Ning Xin.

"No need!" Withering was a little tired, looked at Yuan Qi in his arms, and said to Ning Xin, "You do me a favor!"

"Uncle Jue, you say!"

"Help me send him away!" said Ku Jue gestured to Yuan Qi.

"Where are you going?" asked Ning Xin.

"It's good anywhere!" said lightly, "Except for Qingcheng, except for the Demon Sect, the world is so big, you can go anywhere! Living an ordinary life may not be a blessing!"

"What about you, Uncle Jue?" Ning Xin hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Aren't you leaving?"

Ku Jue smiled, looked back again, and said, "I still have to do something! You tell Yuan Qi for me, let him live well, and don't hold a grudge against anyone!"

"It's better to send it to Bodhi Village!" Ning Xin said, "In this way, you can also go to see him often!"

"Whatever you want!" looked at Yuan Qi who was unconscious in his arms, and said with a wry smile, "He may never be willing to recognize me as an uncle in his life!"