"Thank you, old ghost! Ling Yun thanked you!" Mu Tian was also Ling Yun, shouting as he ran.

"Alas, these days, it's really weird. The old man just said a few words in his dreams, and some people took it seriously and thanked him. It's ridiculous," the old voice didn't seem to appreciate.

The old man's voice brought Ling Yun's thoughts back to the bottom of the Feng Pond.

On that day, Ling Yun was worried about the safety of his master, ran too quickly, and accidentally fell into Fengchi.

Fengchi, also known as Fengfu Pond. Like a colorful phoenix, lying on the earth. Fengchi is extremely weird, no matter how big the wind is not waves, the waterlogging does not rise, and the drought does not fall. The goose feathers sink to the bottom, and there is nothing to cross.

After Lingyun fell into the water, he hurriedly struggled upstream. As a result, it was as if I was stuck in a quagmire and fell into quicksand. The more you struggle, the worse you fall. But if you don't struggle, you can't stop the fall.

Anyway, struggling is death, and not struggling is death. This time, Ling Yun was really desperate. In such a situation, it is impossible to escape the gods. What can an ordinary man do?

It sank rapidly for a while, and the speed of sinking began to slow down. The pressure is mounting.

Ling Yun clearly felt that the water in all directions began to squeeze him.

The deeper the sinking, the greater the pressure. The strong water pressure pressed his whole body and contracted.

The surface of the body seems to be pierced and pierced by countless steel needles.

Gradually, Ling Yun felt that he was about to be squeezed into a stick.

It is as if the whole person, like a rag in the hands of a giant, is twisted into a rope of meat.

Every inch of the body, as well as the body, is under tremendous pressure. Once the pressure crosses the line, Ling Yun will turn into powder, and his soul will fly away, disappearing into this unfathomable phoenix pool.

Ling Yun instinctively struggled desperately, using all the energy in his body to fight.

Slowly, the breath in his chest was squeezed away. As soon as his mind was dizzy, he fainted.

In the water, it is clearly visible, and the Lingyun is slowly thinning and being elongated. Turned into a human stick and turned into a big eel. I sink in a straight down.

It sank for a while, just as Ling Yun was about to die completely.

Suddenly, there was a shock in the depths of Lingyun's dantian, and a wave of heat rose. Running inside him.

This heat flow is extremely powerful. Under the tremendous pressure, an internal breath was actually formed, and in Ling Yun's body, it operated slowly but tenaciously.

Soon, the inner breath protected Ling Yun's mind, awakened Ling Yun, and made him have a trace of clarity.

Ling Yun didn't know how deep he had sunk, he only felt that he had been squeezed into one.

"Hey, what is this? The big water snake is so precious."

In Ling Yun's ears, an old voice suddenly sounded.

Then, Ling Yun felt that he was being pulled into a hole by an invisible force.

"Oh, it's a little man, not a big water snake. The old voice laughed.

Ling Yun felt as if he had really been squeezed into a slender water snake, and there was no human body.

"The little ghost is so deep that he actually carries the Five Elements Wheel, it's incredible"

The old man's voice seemed to be talking to himself: "Wait for the old man to see, what is the origin of the little ghost." Well, I don't want to see it, but the old man has to see it! Oh, I see."

"Old, old, what should I call you, is this hell?" Ling Yun finally relieved himself and asked weakly.

"It's not hell, it's better than hell. Just call me an old ghost. The old voice chuckled.

"Isn't this—isn't it?" Ling Yun looked around and asked, "Where are you, why can't you see it?"

"I'm a ghost. And it's an old ghost. Of course you can't see it. The old man's voice seemed to be in all directions, and it seemed to be in Ling Yun's ears.

"Where is this, who the hell are you?" Ling Yun asked.

"This is the Cave of Tsuten, and I am a Savage of Tsuten. The old voice smiled: "Hehe, the broken name of Tongtian Savage is not as good as the old ghost." You might as well call me an old ghost. ”

"Oh well. I'll call you an old ghost. Ling Yun said briskly: "Old ghost, you must be a person with great magical powers. Can you make me shorter? Can you send me up?"

"Yes. Whatever you want to become, the old man can turn you into. Not to mention sending you ashore, it is to send you to the Nine Heavens, and the old man is also a gesture. ”

The old ghost smiled lightly: "It's a pity, the old man can do it, but he can't do it." Because, the old man promised the old man's master that he would not interfere in anything between heaven and earth for 100,000 years. ”

"What? 100,000 years, you brag, right? 100,000 years, heaven and earth do not exist in zài, and there are two talking. Ling Yun was greatly surprised, and a hundred people didn't believe it.

"Alas, between heaven and earth. If there is really something or something worth bragging about the old man, he will not be lonely. The old ghost sighed in great loneliness.

"Bragging who wouldn't. If you have the ability, you let me look at it. Ling Yun said excitedly.

"There's no need for agitation. It's easier than bragging. Look. The old ghost laughed.

A mirror, appearing out of thin air, suspended in front of Ling Yun's eyes. Xiao Taishen and a group of women can see what they are doing clearly, and they can hear everything clearly.

"Hey, how could he not sink?" Ling Yun pointed to the little Taishen who was jumping around on the water, puzzled.

"Hehe, it's a fairy body. With the true immortal qi in his body, how can Feng Chi collect it casually?" The old ghost further explained: "Although Feng Chi does not accept everything, the immortal weapons and fairy spirits are still born by adhering to the great luck of heaven and earth, and Feng Chi is unable to collect them. ”

"Haha, the cowhide blew up and he fell. Ling Yun pointed to the little Taishen who had fallen into the water and let out a triumphant laugh.

"Hehe, that's the old man who let it down. Such a fairy, if it is discovered by a vicious person, it will inevitably be harmed by people. Around the phoenix pond, there is a mixture of fish and dragons. The old ghost smiled disappreciatively.

Ling Yun wasn't sure if what the old ghost said was true or false, but he still agreed with his intentions. Therefore, there is no further talk.

After a while, Xiao Taishen was also pulled into the hole by an invisible force. Xiao Taishen is not like Lingyun, he is squeezed into strips, intact, and he is in a clear state of mind and jumping with joy.

When he saw Ling Yun, he inevitably smeared his big snot and shook off the tears on his face.

"Oh boy, why did you become a noodle?

Xiao Taishen cried for a long time, and he found out that Ling Yun had become a big eel. Hurriedly grabbed him and squeezed him in the middle.

"Boss, don't make trouble, I'm about to be broken by you. Ling Yun screamed and pleaded.

"Hey, what a freak. The dead hole on the body is alive no matter what. "The old ghost was a little frightened.

"What the hell?" Xiao Taishen was startled and exclaimed.

The old ghost replied with a smile: "Water ghost, old water ghost." Specialize in eating 10,000-year-old ginseng fruit. ”

"My mother," the little lady hurriedly hugged Ling Yun in fright.

Ling Yun felt like a gust of wind swept over his body. Realize that it is the old ghost who is probing.

"Well, I see. I heard the old ghost say, "On the surface of the human body, there are 36,000 sweat pores, which can also be called sweat points. Originally, these nameless ** positions, except for breathability and sweating, had no effect. But you, little ghost, actually took these little sweat points and reclaimed them as cultivation points. It's a big world, and there's nothing strange about it. ”

"Old water ghost, do you still know how to cultivate?" Xiao Taishen couldn't help but ask.

"Alas, how could I, the ancestor of cultivation, not know how to cultivate?"

The old ghost's voice was a little lost, but his tone was extremely proud, and he groaned lightly: "Pangu opens the world, and enlightenment is in Hongjun." The disciples are all ancestors, and I am before I come. ”