Chapter 42: The Art of Soul Acceptance
Hearing Bai Yi say to worship the Ge brothers, Jiang Dachuan was stunned, but his uncle had already gone far away, and Jiang Dachuan had no choice but to follow and point the way.
The residence of the Ge brothers is on the east side of the Yungu Valley, and there are forty or fifty wooden houses in this residential area, and there are more than forty outer disciples living here.
When he got closer, Jiang Dachuan said in a low voice: "Everyone is dead, what else are you worshipping, and it's not your fault uncle, then the Ge brothers are called evil and evil retribution." ”
Ignoring Jiang Dachuan, who was muttering, Bai Yi found a disciple and asked where the Ge brothers lived.
That disciple only had the early stage of qi refining, and when he saw that it was Bai Yi, his face turned white with fright, and after Bai Yi defeated the Ge brothers alone, he easily climbed the wooden stone under the pursuit of hundreds of people, and he could not forget it in his life.
Tremblingly, he pointed out the residence of the Ge brothers, and when the disciple saw that Bai Yi ignored him, he immediately felt like he had been pardoned, and hurriedly ran away.
In the middle of the night, most of the disciples in this residential area had already rested, and a few of them heard the movement and watched it, and found that it was Bai Yi, all of them shrunk their necks, closed the door tightly, and didn't dare to look again.
These disciples thought that Bai Yi was here to take revenge, after all, one of the Ge brothers died, but the other one was alive.
The news of the death of the Ge brothers has long spread throughout the Cloud Valley, and there has been no murder in the outer gate for many years, Bai Yi's murderous name, so everyone knows that this person died within a few days of entering the outer gate, who would dare to provoke him.
The fear of the other outer disciples, Bai Yike was not interested, and the living Ge brother, he didn't want to pay attention to it, and took Jiang Dachuan directly to a wooden house in the depths of the residential area.
This wooden house is built at the back of the residential area, and the dense branches of an ancient tree shade this wooden house, which is very cool to live in in the summer.
On the door frame of the wooden house, there is a paper flag, which I think is the disciple surnamed Ge who is alive, and it was pierced in order to pay tribute to his brother, and it was blown by the night wind, and the paper flag floated up in a hurry, looking a little infiltrating.
The fall of the cultivator is not as cumbersome as that of mortals, and there is basically no sacrifice, and the Cangyun Sect will not hold any funeral for an outer disciple, burying the deceased deep into the edge of the Cloud Valley, even if it is buried, the dead disciple surnamed Ge is directly buried behind his own room.
When he came to the wooden house, Jiang Dachuan suddenly felt a chill in his back, after all, cultivators are also human beings, and ghosts are taboo if they are human, this wooden house has just died, and it is a horizontal death, and no one wants to approach.
Glancing at the fluttering paper flags, Bai Yi pushed open the wooden door without caring and strode in.
Jiang Dachuan followed behind with a bitter face, and said in his heart that everyone is dead and worships a fart, even if he worships, he will come during the day, and he will come here in the middle of the night, who will not be hairy.
Squeak!
Jiang Dachuan had just entered the house with his hind feet, and he didn't know if there was a gust of mountain wind, the door of the house actually closed slowly, and there were only a few rays of miserable white moonlight shining outside the window in the house, and the atmosphere suddenly became weird.
"Little, uncle...... Jiang Dachuan's teeth trembled a little, and he trembled and whispered: "I, my stomach is not very good today, and I am anxious." ”
With his back to Jiang Dachuan, Bai Yi's shoulders shrugged, as if he was laughing, and he waved his hand without saying a word.
With permission, Jiang Dachuan escaped without looking back, just like a death row prisoner who had just been executed, and he didn't dare to take a second look at this somewhat strange wooden house.
When Jiang Dachuan left, the door of the wooden house closed again in an eerie creaking, and the window did not open, but there was a cold wind in the house, and on the beam of the roof, a cyan shadow flashed away, like a human face!
Bai Yi's expression became a little strange, but without the slightest fear, he stepped into the darkness, as if this was his residence, and sat directly on a wooden chair.
Playing with the Huaijing glass in his hand, Bai Yi closed his eyes and was silent, as if he was perceiving something, as if he was waiting for something.
The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the night sky is full of stars.
month, above the middle of the sky.
Tonight's cloud valley is more tranquil.
Just as the time came, the cold wind appeared again, and in the corner of the wooden house, a faint shadow with blue and black swirled and floated in the wind, gradually approaching the living people in the house.
After the wind passed, Bai Yi in the darkness suddenly opened his eyes, and his face was faintly glowing with a strange cyan, which looked particularly gloomy, but in those starry bright eyes, he was still calm as usual.
"In the place of death, the resentment is not gone, and there is the shade of the tree to block the yang energy, it seems that there will be one more ghost in the cloud valley. Pinching the Huaijing glass in his hand, Bai Yi muttered to himself with a blue face: "If you were born in the land of gathering souls, you may still have the opportunity to embark on the ghost path, but unfortunately, this is the Xiuzhen Sect, with your little anger, the foundation building monks can be easily wiped out." ”
With Bai Yi's words, a strange resonance sounded in the room, as if another voice was repeating the same words after him, and as soon as the words fell, behind Bai Yi, a vague cyan grimace faintly appeared, baring teeth and teeth, hideous and terrifying!
"Hmph!" Bai Yi's eyes flashed with coldness, and he snorted coldly without looking back: "Ten thousand years of ghost kings, I have punished thousands of people, not to mention your little ghost thing!"
In the cold drink, Bai Yi leaned out one hand, his five fingers were linked, and he pinched out a complicated and mysterious spell, and the Huaijing glass in his other hand suddenly emitted a dim halo, illuminating the entire wooden house.
"Soul Absorption, Detention!"
As soon as he said a word, Bai Yi suddenly lifted the Huaijing glaze, only to see a small whirlpool appear at the top of the glaze, which was extremely strange.
At the moment when the whirlpool appeared, the surrounding cold wind was strong, and the black gas was sucked into the Huaijing glaze along the whirlpool, and after a while, a subtle cry sounded, and the grimace that had already pounced on Bai Yi was actually torn out, and after it was stretched and thinned, it turned into a strange black gas, and was completely confined into the glaze.
Huaijing Glass, in addition to being a low-level refining material, also has another unknown use, that is, it can contain ghosts and spirits, and Bai Yi's purpose in asking for Huaijing Glass is to capture a spirit body and keep it and seal it into a thousand machine puppets.
In the Burial Soul Valley in the Taiheng Mountain Range, Bai Yike didn't plan to go now, it just so happened that one of the Ge brothers had just been killed a few days ago, so he came to collect the other party's soul body.
When the black qi completely submerged into the Huaijing glass, Bai Yi's blue face returned to normal, and the strange coldness in the room disappeared.
Spreading out the spell, Bai Yi took out a low-level spirit stone, closed his eyes and recovered.
After performing a soul absorption technique to detain ghosts, the aura in his body has been completely depleted, Bai Yi was helpless, and at the same time, he operated his mental method, and it took half an hour to recover as before.
"Detaining a low-level soul body will consume all your spiritual energy, and if you turn into a powerful ghost, won't you be in a bad position. Bai Yi shook his head and said to himself helplessly: "The cultivation of the Qi refining period is really too low. ”
Standing up, Bai Yi walked outside the house and lifted the Huaijing glass under the starry sky.
Under the illumination of the moonlight, the turquoise Huaijing glass has turned into a thick dark green, as if hiding a resentment that cannot be dissolved.
"You can be regarded as a tragic death because of me......" Looking at the dark green glass, Bai Yi whispered in a deep voice: "When I refine the Thousand Machine Puppet, perhaps, you still have a chance to take revenge with your own hands!"
The dark green in the Huaijing glaze, as if he understood the whisper, surged unwillingly, and at the same time, Bai Yi, who looked up, suddenly crossed a sharp light in the dark pupils that reflected the stars!