Lin Pinghe directly split the jar with a sword, this jar can be said to be the evil ghost's natal box in this world, the natal box was damaged, and the evil ghost didn't even have time to howl, and it was shattered along with the jar in an instant, turning into ashes.

Lin Pinghe didn't even look at the effect of his sword, his golden gaze swept directly in the direction of the ghost cultivator's escape, his expression was cold, and he still wanted to run!?

How did the ghost cultivator know that his proud escape technique was completely useless in Lin Pinghe's eyes.

Lin Pinghe said to Guo Han with a faint voice: "You clean up the ghosts left in the town here, and I'll go back when I go." ”

Guo Hangang wanted to say: Be careful. Lin Pinghe had already rushed out of Zhang's mansion.

In a hurry, the ghost cultivator didn't care where to run, roaring seven or eight miles away, saw a pond, just wanted to pass by, suddenly thought about it, this wilderness, hiding in this small pond, how can those people of Nanhua Academy have the ability to find themselves.

After thinking about it, he didn't feel at ease, separated the wisps of black fog, and continued to move forward in the original direction, pretending that he was still absconding forward, but his body rushed directly into the water, turned into a black fog on the water surface, and slowly sank, and the whole process, there was no ripple on the water surface.

The ghost cultivator hid under the pond, full of horror and hatred, and he was not afraid of the Qi training period of Nanhua Academy, but in line with the purpose of prudence, he has been cautious. But I never expected that it was found carelessly. It's not the first time they've been discovered, but this time the two guys feel like they're dealing with their own kind of monks, and they're deadly.

Lin Pinghe's divine consciousness can be extended to a limit of nearly ten miles, and coupled with the supernatural power of "Lin", this ghost cultivator's every move has been under his surveillance.

Lin Pinghe galloped to the vicinity of the pond, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, knowing that this old ghost who eats people couldn't run, so he walked to the edge of the pond without hurrying, looked at the direction of the wisp of black fog escaping, and pretended to sigh and said: "Alas, this hateful ghost thing, it's running really fast, I'll chase it again, master, I'm in a hurry." ”

With that, he put his hand on the waistband of his trousers, ready to relieve himself.

This ghost cultivator was shocked and angry when he heard it below, why did this kid come here to relieve himself so coincidentally?

Lin Pinghe wanted to humiliate this ghostly thing, but he suddenly found that he seemed a little embarrassed to take off his pants, and he always felt that he would suffer a loss, so after thinking about it, forget it, let's cut him directly.

Lin Pinghe's technique is extremely fast, originally a small action, no one expected, the hand placed on the waist of the trousers directly swiped back, instantly held the hilt of the sword, with lightning speed, at the bottom of the lake is a sword inserted, the routine change is really unpredictable!

The ghost cultivator at the bottom of the lake was still immersed in the struggle thinking of restraining himself, holding back his anger, and being doused with urine, and becoming a big thing, never thought that this kid on the top had not taken off his pants yet, and he turned over his hand with a sword.

The ghost cultivator was not mentally prepared at all, his eyes were dull, and his face was full of incredulity, and he was directly poked through by the long sword.

The small pond suddenly gushed out a stream of bright red blood.

Lin Pinghe was also amazed, is this both a ghost and reluctant to have a physical body? There is still blood coming out!

But in an instant, he thought that these were probably the blood of some people who were killed by him, and his expression couldn't help but be a little colder.

Ghost Xiu came back to his senses from a short period of sluggishness, it turned out that this kid had been playing tricks on himself, and he had already discovered himself! The anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and he yelled as if he had lost his mind: "Damn Nanhua lackey, Lao Tzu is going to kill you!!"

A large black mist mixed with blood qi rushed out from the bottom of the pond and roared towards Lin Pinghe.

Lin Pinghe didn't hide, he took out the blood-devouring bead casually, no longer suppressed the bead that was about to move, and threw it directly into the black mist.

The other hand is not idle, the left hand is a little eyebrows, calling out the "Lin", the vast and solemn font from slow to fast, from small to large, the rotation is getting faster and faster, to say slowly, but in fact, it is all in an instant, the rotating afterimage is blurred into a huge light shield of "Lin" like a divine punishment descending from the heavens, and it is suddenly imprinted towards the ghost mist.

Under the anger of the ghost cultivator, he was first hit by the blood devouring bead, originally thought that this thing would pass through the body, just like the external entity, but he didn't expect that this bead seemed to have spirituality, and when it got into his body, he sucked on the blood essence he coagulated, and there was no way to get rid of it, he couldn't breathe, and all the blood essence stored for more than half a year was sucked dry.

The ghost cultivator's blood and qi were gone, and the black mist was also a lot lighter, a little erratic. But fortunately, the blood-devouring beads were full, and they didn't move, quietly suspended in the air.

The ghost repaired and finally got rid of the terrible beads, and was greeted by a light shield that was fast enough to form a shadow, only to hear a miserable scream, and the scene was like slapping the table top sprinkled with flour, and the black fog that was originally condensed was directly shot away.

Lin Pinghe didn't spare his hand, and once again chanted the Vajra Mixed Yuan Heart Mantra loudly, under the sound of the obscure, simple and desolate spell, the light shield became larger again, so big that it completely enveloped all the space where the black fog existed, and quickly turned around, and pounced down again on the black fog that had dispersed, this time, the black fog didn't even let out a scream, and was directly bombarded clean.

I heard a soft "click", and a gold leaf booklet fell from the air.

Lin Pinghe pointed with his right hand, retracted the "Lin" to the center of his eyebrows, and his golden gaze scanned around, confirming that this ghost cultivator had indeed been beaten back into his natal box just now.

"System, help collect the blood devouring beads. ”

Lin Pinghe couldn't control this blood-devouring bead, and the battle could only be used to smash people, just now he felt the crazy restlessness of the blood-devouring bead, and as soon as his heart moved, he took it out and smacked this ghost cultivator, but he didn't expect the effect to be very good.

The problem is that Lin Pinghe doesn't know how to control it, and the recovery has to rely on the system to seal it and then take it back.

Lin Pinghe knew that the sensing range of the system was small, and he slowly approached the Blood Devouring Bead, but when he approached the range of one zhang, the Blood Devouring Bead trembled violently, and he was about to attack the approaching creature.

Lin Pinghe felt that the blood in his whole body was boiling, as if he was about to break out, and his face couldn't help but turn red.

The white light point of the system took the opportunity to rush out, firmly trapping the blood-devouring beads, and with a breathless effort, the blood-devouring beads that were originally shining with a demonic light slowly quieted down and returned to their original ordinary bead appearance.

"Host, I'm just taking advantage of its weakness to appease this blood-devouring bead, if you want it not to fight back, you have to find a way to control it as soon as possible. ”

Lin Pinghe nodded, carefully took back the blood devouring beads and put them back in the storage ring, and thought secretly: It seems that in the future, it is better to use it less.

Lin Pinghe turned around and walked to the fallen gold leaf booklet, stretched out his hand to take a photo, and the booklet flew directly into his hand.

Hey, "Lethe River Sutra", isn't this what this ghost is cultivating?

Lin Pinghe opened the booklet, how the first layer was how to retain a trace of vitality from flesh and blood, introduce ghost energy, turn into a ghost body, and nourish himself. The second layer is a variety of ways to manipulate ghosts. The third part is related to the ghost cultivation and tribulation.

Ghost cultivation was originally intolerable by heaven and earth, and every time he broke through, he would be punished by the Heavenly Dao, and only by surviving various calamities could he continue to practice. Although at the same level, it is normal to meet opponents, but there are gains and losses, and the cultivation process is also extremely difficult.

Of course, Lin Pinghe would not practice this "Lethe Chuan Sutra", but from the perspective of this ghost cultivation ability, if he didn't have the supernatural power "Nine Paths", he would not be his opponent at all, so this Sutra is also a powerful cultivation method.

Lin Pinghe thought about it and took it back into the storage ring, and kept it as a collection.

Lin Pinghe cleaned up the battlefield and frowned slightly, although this ghost cultivator was beaten back to his natal box, it is estimated that there will be no more climate in a few years, but after all, it is a hidden danger, and it will still come out to harm people.

Where is the natal box?