"Hmph! If you don't hand over Wang Fengyi's soul, this way will make you suffer ten times more pain than now. Chu Ping was definitely not threatening him, but if he was so good at talking, how could he deter these ghosts in the future!

The charm couldn't be soft, and the strange laughter that was difficult to distinguish between yin and yang burst out, making the vague appearance instantly hideous, "Stinky Taoist, if you want to kill them all, I will let you never find Wang Feng's soul, haha......"

"It seems that your head burned by the fire in the Netherworld Mirror is not clear?" Chu Ping didn't wonder that this ghostly face changed, it was originally a gathering of grievances, and if you believe it, there will be ghosts!

"Hmph, stinky Taoist, either let me go, or let Wang Feng accompany him to the funeral!" This ghostly nature is difficult to change, and a fishy black liquid is constantly bubbling out of his mouth.

"Are you sure?" Chu Ping's eyes narrowed, he was so confident that when he touched the cold light in Chu Ping's eyes again, he didn't feel a tremble, this person couldn't see through it at all.

"......" The ghost did not answer immediately, perhaps he really angered Chu Ping and ended up even more miserable, but he hated this Taoist priest for not eating hard and soft, and for a while, the result of the stalemate was that the atmosphere was stagnant a little.

"This way promises you, if you obediently refine the soul, this way will let you out. After a moment of silence, Chu Ping relented.

"I can't bear the burning pain of the Netherfire!" said 1510.

Chu Ping bowed his head and picked up the Netherworld Mirror before communicating with the spirit snake to see if he could refine the spirit soul in another way!

The spirit snake didn't know when it had communicated with Chu Ping's mind, a pair of green eyes glowed with ghostly light, and the scarlet snake letter kept spitting, and suddenly flew down from the mirror, and quickly wrapped around the ghost's body before flying back to the mirror.

The ghost, who was still spitting black blood in her mouth, saw that the burned wounds on her body were slowly healing at this time, and the charm was obviously better, and she was able to move.

"Thank you, aisle!"

"Don't talk nonsense, hand over Wang Feng's soul!" Chu Ping didn't expect this spirit snake to have such an effect, and wanted to come to the Netherworld Mirror to protect it, and it could also heal the burns of the Netherworld Xuanhuo, of course, he had to pretend to have an attitude that he knew it a long time ago.

The so-called loser does not lose the battle, Chu Ping is now completely playing on the spot, if this ghost is deadlocked, it is impossible for him to watch this ghost destroy Wang Feng's soul.

"Well, when I gave up Wang Feng's body two days ago, I was slapped by the Taoist chief, and when I left Wang Feng, I tore out her soul, I was afraid that you would scatter my soul, and I would also find a way back!"

"And then?"

Then I was slammed down by the Taoist Chief's palm, and the soul was tied to the roof beam. "That charm knows everything.

"Okay, this way believes you once, if there is half a lie......"

"If there is half a lie, let the Taoist master deal with it!" "Where does the charm dare to play tricks, this Taoist priest has so many powerful magic weapons in his hands, and his Taoism is not bad, if he annoys him, he will not have good fruit to eat."

"Well, let's go back!" Chu Ping took out the Netherworld Mirror and gestured to him.

Although the ghost was afraid, he didn't dare to say another word, and as soon as the snake moved, a light flashed on the mirror, and the black shadow in front of him was gone.

The snake's eyes moved, and the red light flashed, and it returned to its original appearance.

Okay, the next thing is how to lure that soul back to Wang Feng's body.

I looked through the "Taoist Atlas", but I am afraid that it is not so simple to simply record the spiritualism.

The system of dog days, the book is hated when it is used, and he is obviously a rookie, so he has to do so many things outside the scope of his ability, hemp egg!

"Those who can work hard!" The system added at this time!

"...... rub, when will you be able to read minds!" Chu Ping was not angry, and he didn't want to swear, so he was quite aggrieved in his heart.

"The remnant soul is out of the body, and the nine souls are back! Taishang Laojun is as anxious as the law!" This is just a spell, and it also involves drawing a soul spell.

After an afternoon of grinding like this, Chu Ping was so busy that he was dizzy, and he was almost done.

But theory is one thing, practice is another.

The villagers who came up the mountain couldn't move for a long time, so they were naturally a little impatient, and they came to find Chu Ping several times, but Chu Ping also closed the door and let them make noise outside.

When it was getting late, Chu Ping opened the door, and the void saw an opportunity to break in.

"Master, you have finally opened the door! The disciple is almost overwhelmed!" The void almost cried bitterly, those people were not only difficult, but he almost fainted with them at such a young age.

"It's okay, you go to the village chief to Wang Feng's room. Then prepare some rice and clean water!" Chu Ping didn't say much, so he commanded, and gently patted the void's back to show comfort.

"Well, Master!" Void didn't say much, knowing that Chu Ping had always been profound, and he ran away as soon as he slipped away.

Chu Ping came to Wang Feng's room in a hurry, except that his face was paler, it was not as terrifying as it looked that day, and after a closer look, this Wang Feng's eyes were deep-set, but he still saw that he was quite a bit of a posture, in the end, she was a girl, she was almost sucked by the charm, and she was not skinny.

However, weakness is inevitable, and when his eyes touched the faint lip color, Chu Ping was a little uncomfortable, although it was a last resort to save people, but it was indeed a little embarrassing, but fortunately, the other party didn't know.

Retracting his gaze, Chu Ping set up a large array of conjuring spirits in the room, which was actually simple, but he lit the candle in the southeast and then melted the immortal charm into it.

"Dao Chief!" the village chief was so anxious that he slammed the door open, and a gust of wind broke through the door, almost blowing out the candle.

"Be careful, whether your daughter succeeds in returning to the soul tonight depends on this candle!" Chu Ping is not alarmist, as soon as the candle is extinguished, there will be no return to the soul.

"Yes, yes!" the village chief's face changed, and his voice unconsciously became much quieter.

The void also brought in rice and water at this time, which is small, and it is quite reliable at the critical moment.

He instructed Xiao Budian not to let others enter the house and not to make a sound, and tonight he began to recruit Wang Feng's soul.

Zhang Laosan didn't believe it, and asked to see the village chief outside the door, although Chu Ping had a headache, he also had to solve it.

"Let him come in!" Chu Ping waved his robe, and simply let Zhang Laosan witness it with his own eyes, if he said anything else, he would have to give him a little lesson, otherwise he wouldn't know how to distort the facts.

"What kind of fame are you doing?" Zhang Laosan said unhappily when he saw Chu Ping sprinkle rice all the way from the edge of the door to Wang Feng's bed, and sprinkled a few drops of water on Wang Feng's forehead and eyebrows.

"Just be patient, just be patient, hear is false, see is believing!" Chu Ping smiled at this time, and did not care about him.

Seeing this, the village chief was even more impressed with Chu Ping in his heart, how could such a heart be at the age of fifteen or sixteen, this little Taoist chief may really be the gospel of the villagers.