After being prompted by the female ghost, Xin Yue suddenly realized that after the sunrise, the yang energy was flourishing, and his soul body would also be restricted by the sun. If you are not careful, I am afraid that there is a danger www.biquge.info of being scattered. He couldn't help but worry. While she was worried, she suddenly heard the female ghost smile lightly and said: "The little girl has a yin wood umbrella here, which is made of moon lotus, soul nourishing grass and yin locust wood, and it is supported on the top of her head, and the yin ghost is not afraid of the sun." If the immortal master does not dislike it, please accept this umbrella. ”

As she spoke, the female ghost untied a light wooden umbrella from behind herself. The umbrella looks very thick and wide, but it is light in the hand. She had been carrying her back just now, and Xin Yue didn't even see it.

"The little girl still has something to ask for, I hope that the fairy master will come to Hanquan Village tomorrow, and she can bring a message to her relatives for the little girl, and this umbrella will be regarded as a thank you gift, as well as a certificate to meet the little girl's relatives. The female ghost seemed to be afraid that Xin Yue would not accept the wooden umbrella, so she hurriedly added.

"But if you don't have this umbrella, won't you be burned by the sun?" Although Xin Yue felt that this umbrella was very useful to him, he didn't want the female ghost to suffer any harm because of the loss of the wooden umbrella. He is still an immortal cultivator, and in the face of the ghost of a mortal woman, this dignity is still needed.

"It would be nice for the little girl to make another one, and this umbrella was also made after the death of the little girl under the guidance of the grandmother of the same village. Moreover, our dead Yin Spirits hide in the damp places of the mountains and forests with dense Yin Qi during the day, and only come out at night to move. We don't usually see the sun, and this parasol is not urgently needed, so the immortal master just accepts it. The female ghost floated forward a few more steps, lowering the umbrella directly in front of Xin Yue.

"Well, this umbrella does have some use for you, so I'll take it. If the girl has anything to say to her relatives, just ask. Xin Yue simply took the wooden umbrella and found that although the umbrella looked heavy, it was light and fluttering in his hand. And even Xin Yue's soul body can feel a sense of coolness coming from the umbrella, and it is conceivable that the protective effect of this umbrella on the yin soul must be very powerful.

After a while, Xin Yue said goodbye to the female ghost and returned to the Ghost King Temple. As when he left, he pushed the door lightly and entered, and except for the barbarians, none of the spiritual disciples in the courtyard noticed his departure and return.

Xin Yue returned to the shadow within the courtyard wall, sat down and began to study the newly obtained wooden umbrella.

Cheng Ziming discovered another benefit of "one body and two souls" at this time, that is, he can now use two souls. While Xin Yue was studying the wooden umbrella, he could also carefully ponder some of the information he had obtained from the female ghost at the same time.

According to the female ghost, this small world is very different from the big world that Cheng Ziming came from. In the Great World, the vast majority of mortals do not turn into ghosts after death. This is because the soul of a mortal is not condensed, and the soul is thin and weak, so after the death of the body, the soul will slowly dissipate into the air.

In a few cases, some mortals have other adventures, or have taken the spiritual grass that strengthens the soul, or just happened to die in the yin land where the yin qi is abundant, and then the mortal soul may turn into a ghost and can exist alone from the body. Immortal cultivators are another case, most immortal cultivators have condensed their souls, and high-level immortal cultivators can even go out of their bodies when they are alive, divide their souls, cultivate their second clones, and so on. Therefore, for immortal cultivators, especially high-level immortal cultivators, physical death often does not mean final death, and the death of the divine soul is the last step in the elimination of physical death.

If the immortal cultivator's physical body dies accidentally during the fighting method, then as long as his divine soul can find a suitable physical body, he will have a chance to be reborn. Retribution is a practice of transferring the consciousness of a dead body to another body and occupying the body of another person as a used exercise. The conditions for taking away are very harsh, especially the body of the living, which is even more difficult, and it is a choice that the soul that has lost the body will only make when there is no way out.

If the spirit can't take him away for a while, then the only thing left is to become a ghost cultivator. Once you become a ghost cultivator, you can no longer take away others. Therefore, for immortal cultivators, although the gods and ghosts look extremely similar, they are actually significantly different.

But all of the above are only established in the big world where Cheng Ziming is located, and in the small world where the female ghost is located, as long as a mortal dies, the soul will turn into a ghost. As far as Cold Spring Village is concerned, the ghosts of the newly deceased will automatically gather in the mountains and forests near the Ghost King Temple, hiding from the sun in the damp place during the day, and only come out to move freely at night.

According to the female ghost, on the night of the Qingming Festival every year, the newly dead ghosts from all over the country will form a migration team and go to the ghost gate together. After passing the ghost gate, it is the world of ghosts, and you don't have to worry about the damage of sunlight anymore. The people of Hanquan Village call Qingming's ghost brigade the Hundred Ghost Migration, which is the last chance to worship relatives on the roadside. And the female ghost Xiuniang is because she missed the migration season of the hundred ghosts last year, so she stayed in the mountains and forests until today. She asked Xin Yue to do something, that is, she hoped that when the immortal master arrived in Hanquan Village, she could tell her sister Liniang to meet on the road next Qingming night, and make a final farewell to one person and one ghost.

The fact that mortal souls can remain in the world and become ghosts after death is probably the most unique place in this small world. Perhaps it is this uniqueness that makes Cheng Ziming's soul "Xin Yue" in his previous life independent of the body after entering the small world, giving Cheng Ziming the opportunity to experience the taste of soul clone.

The night dew was sinking and the gloom was fading, and soon it was sunrise. The yin wind stopped as early as dawn, and the sun shone on the floor tiles of the Guiwang Temple, and the temperature gradually rose.

The main hall and the two side halls of the Ghost King Temple were quiet, and it seemed that the people who spent the night inside did not react to Tianming. Some of the spiritual disciples in the courtyard pretended to sleep, and some pretended to meditate, and none of them had the intention of exploring the way first. Cheng Ziming was about to get up, when he saw the barbarian come out of the earthen house, turned around and slapped the earthen house he built himself into crumbs. After that, he looked around, stretched his waist, and strode to the courtyard gate, pushed open the gate and walked out.

Cheng Ziming smiled lightly, and secretly said that although this barbarian looks rude, in fact, this person is rough and fine, and his mind is very delicate. The native man saw Xin Yue go out to explore the way last night, and once pushed open this door. I'm afraid that's why he was the first to go out this morning. After all, there is a lack of understanding of this gloomy and strange realm, except for Xin Yue, a ghost cultivation clone, almost everyone has a faint feeling of unease, and naturally they can't be too careful.

Cheng Ziming sat up, patted the dust on his body, and walked towards the door. Xin Yue picked up the wooden umbrella given by the female ghost, and the yin aura under the umbrella was really thick, and within the radius of two or three people, there was no yang qi at all. The two figures hurriedly walked out of the courtyard gate, and the remaining spirit disciples in the courtyard formed a sparse stream of people and followed.

When the courtyard was almost empty, the door of the main hall opened in a "flicker", and a little minion looked out, turned around and said, "Boss, you can go." ”

Then, from the main hall and the side halls on both sides, more than 30 people poured out, and a sturdy middle-aged Taoist priest was clustered in the middle. This person's surname is Sun, and he is the boss of this group. On his left and right stood two gorgeously dressed young men, one of whom was extremely strong, with a fierce face on his face, and glanced at the gate of the courtyard and said, "Zhang Laosan, you are too careful." If you want me to say, you will beat the newcomers in this courtyard one by one, and if you don't accept it, you will be beaten to death, and you won't believe or listen to us. ”

Another man in Chinese clothes was of medium stature, with a gloomy face, and snorted coldly: "Wang Er, you have to use your brains more to do things, don't know how to shout and kill all day long." After saying that, he turned to the middle-aged Taoist priest in the middle: "Boss, you believe me, keep these people in front of you, and unknowingly make us cannon fodder." ”

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