The battle is quiet

The recruitment notice for the academy has finally come down. At the first time, Xiang Qian rushed to register himself, and deliberately pretended to be an ignorant but enthusiastic rookie.

As Xu Dashao expected, this "unveiling version", in the end, was really the only one in front of him.

Before leaving, Wu Kaitai looked in front of him, with an expression of wanting to speak and stopping, and in the end, he just said softly: "Be careful." In his heart, the kind of thought that not only wanted the kid in front of him to go outside to experience and experience, but also beware that his cultivation was too shallow, and he was afraid that he would be dangerous, but he still didn't say it clearly.

came to the outer courtyard and called He Zhengshen, who had been absent for a long time, and the two took a car specially arranged by the college and went all the way to the bottom of the mountain in the village where the incident occurred.

It was still early in the morning, and I found the grave about ten miles away from the village. After a cursory inspection of the terrain, Fang and He returned to a small forest to rest, only waiting for the evening when the ghost went out for activities.

He Zhengshen muttered in a low voice: "That kind of place, at night, I don't dare to go anyway, otherwise, little brother, you will ...... too."

Looking at the direction, he closed his eyes and breathed, ignoring himself, He Zhengshen sighed and said, "Hey, I won't go anyway, I'll state it first." ”

The night is getting darker, and it's midnight. Xiang Qian said: "It's almost this hour, Uncle He, if you are afraid, just wait for me here." Rest assured, it's a piece of cake. ”

He Zhengshen heard this, and just breathed a sigh of relief, but said with a smile in front of him: "If I don't come back by dawn, you can run for your life by yourself." With that, hehe walked over with a smile.

He Zheng's heart was immediately pinched again.

......

On the graveyard, there was silence at this time, and of course I didn't know if the floating ghost would come out tonight, so I had to find a higher position, lay down on the weeds, and waited quietly.

I don't know how long it has been, I suddenly felt a little light in the corner of my eye, and when I turned my head, I saw that in the distance, a little blue light flickered left and right, east and west, and was swaying in this cemetery.

Is this coming?

Xiang Qian carefully took out the Luohan talisman and held it in his hand, and in his pocket, the flying sword that was wrapped quite tightly also hissed and vibrated slightly at this time. This is the double insurance, in case this Arhat Array can't surrender Piaoyou, hehe, I can't say it, I can only sacrifice the flying sword and cut it down. Although this is the case, his plan to catch ghosts and refine powder will be in vain, but although the floating powder is good, it must be enjoyed with a life, and safety is the first thing to walk in the rivers and lakes.

As long as you can keep the green mountains, will you be afraid that there will be no firewood in the future?

Holding the Arhat talisman in his hand, he cautiously approached the ghost fire little by little.

50 meters, 40 meters, 30 meters...... The ghostly ghost jerked around and looked in the direction of the place.

The direction was startled and stopped.

Was it discovered?

Slowly, the ghost did not flee as expected, but actually took the initiative to move forward.

Damn, I knew that you dared to come over, master, do I still need to be so cautious and sneaky? Xiang Qian simply straightened up, and with a wave of his right hand towards this ghost, eighteen Arhat talismans turned into shapes in the wind, instantly forming an Arhat array, surrounding the floating ghosts.

"Quack," the ghost laughed unfazed, and his laughter was dry and unpleasant, like a soup spoon scraping the bottom of an iron pot.

As far as the eye can see, the ghost's whole body is pitch black, like a black mist, sometimes showing a human form, sometimes a black mass, condensed or scattered, and erratic.

A ghostly fire, pulsing above its head, if it had a head, of course, was the legendary "Drifting Shadow".

Xiang Qian laughed loudly: "This good friend who crawled out of the grave, for the sake of your initiative to send it to the door and run away without working buddies, I won't beat you or scold you, what's the matter, float in by yourself." As he spoke, he held up a small porcelain vase in his hand. This bottle, or before departure, Xu Dashao specially sent it over to borrow one of its use, saying that the bottle has been sealed, once the ghost is contained, it can be included in the bottle and sealed, so as to be used for future sacrifices.

Seeing this bottle, the ghost was obviously startled, and slowly retreated backwards, and the two Arhats had already raised their swords in their hands and slashed at them one left and one right.

With a "whoosh", the ghost disappeared suddenly, and the next moment, it appeared behind another Arhat, opening his empty mouth and sucking hard at the back of the Arhat's head.

The Arhat rune is lifeless, so he is naturally not afraid of this ghost and sucks it in a heart-rending manner. However, Xiang Qian was greatly taken aback, and obediently boomed, this is the legendary teleportation!

No, no, a mere third-level drifting ghost, where can this kind of high-level exercise be made? Isn't it, this ghost level is actually not only three-level?

Unfortunately, I guessed the right direction.

The fluttering ghost that frightened the peasant woman before, at this moment, has already entered the belly of the drifting ghost in front of her, and I am afraid that it will be absorbed and refined by it.

It turns out that this ethereal way of survival, in addition to sucking the yin energy between heaven and earth, the yang energy of human beings, the primordial essence, and even the primordial spirit, is also a fish and meat for each other, devouring each other. Often, after devouring the lower-level drifting ghost, the ontology can advance faster, and the high-level drifting ghost will often pay attention to some barren mountains and wild tombs to try their luck.

No, the floating ghost in front of him has successfully swallowed the original owner of this desolate tomb in one go, and in the past two days, he is slowly refining it here, and he didn't think that someone would take the initiative to deliver it to the door tonight.

It, how can you not like it!

It's just that, in this way, what the direction has to face before is not the third-level drifting ghost that I imagined before. The one in front of him has a level of six, and besides, he has just devoured a third-level drifting ghost, and in the past few days, it is trending towards the seventh-level impact.

In the blink of an eye, the speed of the floating ghost was so fast, with its unpredictable teleportation technique, it sucked all the way in an instant, and five or six Arhats who had already tried it were rushing forward in the direction quickly.

At this time, in front of the direction, I deeply regretted that I was afraid that the flying sword would alarm Piaoyu, but I was wrapped with several layers of soft cloth inside and out, and I wanted to take it out in a hurry at this time, but where could I be.

In a hurry, he suddenly felt a chill in the back of his head, as if there was a gust of yin wind coming, and immediately gave up the flying sword in the package, reached out and grabbed it in the leather bag, and threw a handful of rune paper into the wind, sprinkling towards the yin wind.

Coincidentally, in this rune paper, there is the one who has already refined a seven-seven-eighty-eight boxing Arhat. This arhat is all refined according to the spiritual thoughts left by Guan Bejin at the beginning, because of its huge project, the refining takes too long, and after the initial formation, the direction has never been practiced. In today's urgency, this rune paper was mixed with many rune papers that had not yet been sacrificed, and it was actually used as a life-saving secret weapon by Xiangqian and thrown out together.

Seeing that a large handful of rune paper was thrown, the ghost subconsciously stepped back, and when he saw it clearly, he leaned up again, but it was greeted by a huge fist.

"Bang", this punch hit his face. "Squeak", the entire head of the ghost suddenly turned into a black mist and scattered, the whole body jumped back, straight out of ten meters away, the scattered black fog retracted and condensed into a head shape, this ghost had a chance to see clearly, in front of his eyes, it turned out to be a cold-faced Arhat with an expressionless face and a tall body.