Qin Feng took another turn in the trade area, and exchanged all the twenty silver bahts in his hand for high-grade blood pills and medium-grade spirit crystals, both of which were necessities for cultivation, and Qin Feng handed over everything to Qin Lan except for a few spirit crystals that he left.

Qin Lan was flattered.

But when the family was shopping, the four figures came to the altar of Emperor Wu.

With a "clang", the big lock blocking the iron door on one side fell, and four figures quickly walked to the field, and one of them found a blood-stained location with a clear car.

"This should be the place to fight!"

"Look!" said another man in black, "there seems to be a strange symbol on the ground!"

"What kind of word!" said someone who lay on the ground and looked at it for a while.

"Get out of the way!" one of the men in black pushed the others away and smiled coldly, only to hear a roar of yin wind around him, and a strong black qi rose in his palm.

At this time, the man in black was full of ghosts, just like the reincarnation of Yama.

He leaned down, and the moment he touched the word, it suddenly turned into a cloud of green smoke and screamed.

Seeing this scene, the four men in black had already changed color at the same time!

"This is Haoran righteousness!"

"It's actually a Confucian and Taoist person!"

"Damn, haven't these sour people been killed by the martial arts people yet?"

"No wonder Jiang Yurou wants to protect that kid!"

The man who manipulated the ghost qi withdrew his hand and said in a cold voice: "Although it is very strange for an ordinary student of the True Martial Arts Academy to have Haoran righteousness, Confucianism and Taoism have always been mortal enemies of our ghost Dao. ”

"So I'd rather kill 10,000 by mistake than let one go!"

Someone wrapped his black robe tightly and asked, "Your Excellency, should we report this matter to the high priest?"

"Tell the High Priest when this matter is done!" The ghostly man said: "You don't need a knife to kill chickens, my identity in the academy must not be exposed, you yourself should be smart!"

"If you do a good job, I will help you unlock the necromantic lock, so that you can break through the Earth Martial Realm without hindrance!"

......

When Qin Feng said goodbye to Tan Jie and Yan Wu and returned to the hut, even he was surprised.

The two-story building, which was still in disrepair like a haunted house, has been cleaned, and even the furniture is newly bought.

Especially in the hall where the lamp was lit, an old man in his fifties, with kind eyebrows, bowed his hand to the three of them and said, "Young master, young lady, madam, the old man is the handyman who is responsible for cleaning your residence, called Fu Bo. ”

"Although it is true that the academy requires martial artists to be assigned miscellaneous servants to clean the residence, but the Guangsha Division assigned me a broken house with the front foot, and arranged someone to clean it with the back foot?"

"There's something strange about this!"

Although Qin Feng was vigilant in his heart, he was still grateful on the surface and said some words of gratitude.

Seeing off Fu Bo, Qin Feng returned to his room on the second floor.

Lighting an oil lamp, sitting cross-legged on the bed, holding his breath and concentrating, confirming that there was no one around, spreading out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone was about to practice calligraphy, suddenly, his eyes were attracted by a mirror in the room!

The bronze mirror was facing Qin Feng's desk, flashing yellow light in the reflection of the oil lamp.

Qin Feng glanced at the bronze mirror, smiled, lowered his head, and immersed himself in practicing words.

The word he practiced was still the word "Jing" he wrote on the first day.

Just as he was concentrating on practicing calligraphy, a vague figure slowly emerged from the bronze mirror.

The kind-eyed Fu Bo downstairs appeared in the mirror at this time, he was ghostly, his eyes were slightly red, and he looked like a ghost.

No, it's a ghost that can appear in the mirror!

"Hehe, this kid is really a Confucian!"

Fu Bo sneered in his heart: "I heard that the flesh and blood of Confucian monks contain Haoran righteousness, as long as they are devoured, they can automatically break the necromantic lock, and I will break through the Earth Martial Realm and be a horse!"

"This is really a chance given to me!"

Fu Bo in the mirror licked his lips and moved his hands, and two clouds of ghost qi slowly seeped out of his hands from the bronze mirror, just like two sticky black mist sticking to the ground, and like two figures crawling on the ground slowly crawling towards the desk and Qin Feng on the desk!

A light like a bean, reflected on the young man's face, as if he did not perceive the danger of getting closer and closer under his feet!

Qin Feng's hand trembled suddenly at this time, and he only felt as if he was being suppressed by a nightmare, and he couldn't move at all, and at this time, a viscous and bloody stream of water under his feet actually climbed up along his instep!

Fauber in the mirror smiled cruelly.

This Confucian kid is probably scared stupid!

But at this moment, the young man who was trembling with fear just now ......

"Ghost Dao Demon Demon!

A clear light shot out from Qin Feng's body, and a book of heaven suddenly flew out, and the whole room suddenly brightened!

The two eerie ghosts stuck to the ground originally wanted to resist stubbornly, but when they just raised their bodies, they were suddenly scorched and feathered by the clear light of the Heavenly Emperor's Extreme Book, and they collapsed on the ground like two lumps of mud!

"You...... You ......" Fauber in the mirror was stunned: "Why aren't you afraid of me!"

"You are a ghost demon, I have seen a lot, and I have killed a lot!" Qin Feng smiled cruelly, the brush in his hand suddenly lifted, and the word "kill" was written in the air.

"This ...... What kind of move is this!" Fu Bo saw that Qin Feng had actually stimulated the power of Confucianism and Taoism with just one word, and he was so shocked that he couldn't even say anything: "I want to report to the Great Elder quickly!

But at this moment, he discovered another thing that made his face green!

He can't go back!

The ghost Dao power in the entire room seemed to have been completely suppressed by the Heavenly Emperor Extreme Book in Qin Feng's body, and he couldn't cast any spells at all!

Seeing the awe-inspiring sword aura of the word "kill" swept in, he couldn't avoid it!

"Zheng!"

With a sword slash out, the half-human-high bronze mirror instantly shattered into hundreds of pieces, each piece of which reflected a complete Fubo, without exception, with a frightened and hideous countenance!

At the same time, Qin Feng heard a terrible scream not far from outside the house, like a wounded beast!

Qin Feng took a deep breath, took back the Heavenly Emperor's Extreme Book into his arms, pushed the door and went downstairs, and soon found Fu Bo, who was stiff in limbs, foaming at the mouth, and no longer alive, in a haystack behind a house not far away.

At this time, his face was hideous, and there was still a trace of kindness.

"He used ghost magic to attack me, if I wasn't familiar with ghost dao methods in my previous life, I really wanted his way!" Qin Feng analyzed the scene of the battle just now, and still had lingering palpitations, if he was really a Confucian who had just opened the sea of knowledge, he would definitely not be able to escape.

"Fortunately, I used the Book of Heaven to restrain his ghost art, smashed the mirror, and directly shattered his Zhihai......" Qin Feng saw that Fu Bo had no breath, and knew that his Zhihai was smashed by a sword and a bronze mirror, although there were no external injuries on his body, he was already a dead man!

He reached out to Fu Bo's body and touched it, only to find a pitch-black spirit soldier short sword of unknown grade, a waist card representing his status as a miscellaneous servant of the True Martial Academy, and a few silver baht.

It's not much better than Qin Feng!

Just when Qin Feng was complaining about how these ghost monks were poorer than a poor boy himself, he suddenly had an idea, grabbed the spirit soldier short sword, slashed it on Fu Bo's chest, and dug out a pitch-black pill from the dantian that exuded a ghostly aura.

Qin Feng wiped the short sword on the haystack, grabbed the pill in his hand and said, "It's actually really condensed into a ghost pill, although it's a little smaller, it can also stimulate the veins of the veins on the refining weapon!"

"These ghost monks suck human blood, eat human flesh, and sacrifice living people to practice to pursue strength by leaps and bounds, and only when they are haunted by ghosts will they form a nuclear pill in their bodies like demon beasts and barbarians, and I took their ghost pills just for retribution!"

Qin Feng took out the ghost pill, thought about it again, made the scene into a state after the scuffle, and then added a few fatal wounds to Fu Bo's corpse with a short sword, and suddenly ......

"Someone is coming!" Qin Feng's heart moved, he immediately put away the short sword and the ghost pill, hid in an alley, and stuck to the corner of the wall, and saw a group of law students holding torches and patrolling around in black clothes and robes.

I don't know who shouted: "It smells of blood!"

Then a gong sounded, and the whole neighborhood was in an uproar.

"Murdered!"

"Someone was killed!"

"Disembowelment, this is the means of the demons!"

In the chaos, Qin Feng wrapped the cloak on his body tightly and slowly blended into the dark shadows of the alley.