Chapter Eighty-Three: Ghost King Dan

Ning Cai'er was slightly stunned, her eyes full of horror. "Childe, although the slave and maid are not noble, but they are not indiscriminate and lowly people, this thing is not rotten for thousands of years, I don't know how many evil people have it, there must be a power and sex transaction, once it is owned by someone, it will become a tool for others to vent, if the slave and maid occupy this body, it will not be peaceful for a lifetime, it is better to die. ”

Ning Caier bluntly refused.

I nodded, "In that case, I'll burn her." ”

As soon as the Thunder Fire Talisman came out, the flames suddenly ignited.

Since then, Xiao Qiao has disappeared.

The old eunuch did not stop me from doing this, it was he who said it himself, that is, to send it away, whether it was life or death.

"What else?" actually felt some pain in my heart.

Millennial is not corrupt and does not conform to common sense.

What's more, this is a beautiful body with seven souls that still exists, and even men will be reluctant to give it up.

Fortunately, I bumped into it, if it falls into the hands of a man like me who knows how to spell, I can detain a female ghost and seal it in this body, even if I don't play it, I am afraid that it will be a great career from now on.

Evil is often born inadvertently, and if it is contaminated a little, it will lose its humanity.

It is that people have a selfish side, selfishness comes from the excessive self-appreciation of self-awareness, and people who appreciate themselves have a problem with arrogance. Always think that they can control bad things happen, some people are even willing to play with fire, the bigger they play, the more they feel that they have found the direction of life.

The old eunuch was deliberating, and seemed to have something to ask for, but he didn't speak immediately.

I took advantage of his time to think about philosophical questions.

Why, people always like to challenge themselves?

For example, extreme sports.

The mortal body, who wants to shake the high hills, lakes and seas, and challenge the power of nature, death becomes inevitable, and those who are lucky enough not to die have become a self-persuasion power direction for those who want to die and have no excuse.

Therefore, the one who dies has only one result.

Never die.

seems to be commendable, but it is developing on the side of excessive conceit.

It's not challenging yourself, it's abusing yourself for your hard-won life.

The Buddha said that three thousand years of looking back and smiling can be exchanged for waiting in this life, three thousand years of waiting in exchange for meeting in this life, and three thousand years of meeting in order to have love in this life.

After 3,000 years of love, a seed will sprout.

It will take another 3,000 years for a germinated seed to grow into a big tree. When the big tree blooms, we are in the world of sampa, and human beings, this kind of life, are born. This is the original intention of Shakyamuni to educate sentient beings in this life, and it is also the mystery of smiling.

In the words of the Buddha, our world comes from a lotus flower.

My thoughts were flying, near and far, looking at Xiao Qiao, who had turned into gray smoke, and inadvertently saw a beautiful face, with cicadas and green and flying mantises.

She's thanking me for burning her!

"Chief, Fu Ji ordered the old slave to offer gifts, in fact, there is still one thing to save. Just when I couldn't help but glance at the outline of Xiao Qiao's turn into gray smoke, the old eunuch finally spoke.

"Say it. I pinched my nose, and the little maid beside the old eunuch smiled at me.

The powder on her face is very similar to the paper figure in a ghost movie where the living prick the dead.

"Xiaodao Chang's blood, can you give three more drops!" The old eunuch knew that it was ineffective to use force, so he begged for it in a pleading tone.

"My blood is very important, and I can't just give it away. Unless you tell me, what do you do with my blood?Who is Fu Ji, and how to use my blood to reach the realm of the Ghost King. I asked.

The old eunuch tilted his head slightly, as if he was thinking, and said after a while: "Fu Ji is the imperial concubine of the dead country, and she was ostracized by the people in the court, so she had to come to this barren place to survive. This Yunling is her fiefdom, and the land, judges, and wandering spirits here are all in her hands. Although she is the princess of the dead country, the power in her hands is still beyond the reach of imps like old slaves. ”

"Not long ago, Fu Ji's tomb was stolen by thieves, and an extremely important treasure was lost, which is related to whether Fu Ji can enter the imperial capital again. The Taoist chief understands people, and the dead must live, without the emperor's favor, sooner or later they will dissipate between heaven and earth. Therefore, in order to strengthen herself, Fu Ji cultivated day and night, and finally refined a Ghost King Pill with the pure yang blood of the little Taoist. ”

"However, although Xiu Wei went up, there was nothing decent to pay tribute to the imperial capital, so I thought of asking the little Taoist to ask for three drops of pure yang blood to be refined into the Ghost King Pill and dedicated to the Ghost Emperor of the imperial capital. ”

After listening to the old eunuch's speech, I couldn't help but fall into deep thought, I am not interested in who the ghost emperor is, and Fu Ji's competition for favor has nothing to do with me. I can use my blood to refine the Ghost King Pill, which is unheard of, if this method is feasible, I don't need to drain my natal vitality to spend my mind and soul to refine Ning Cai'er into a ghost general tonight.

Secondly, I came to the conclusion that although Fu Ji's small court is only in charge of Yunling, its power is definitely not something that a rookie like me can compete with, and the judges and land here are in the hands of Fu Ji, does it mean that as long as I have a good relationship with Fu Ji, I can rely on her strength to help me find out where Xiong Ye and the others are hiding.

In other words, through clues, analyze whether Fu Ji is related to the comeback of the dragon.

The old eunuch was apprehensive, wondering if I would agree to his unreasonable demands.

After a brief moment of contemplation, I spoke. "Since Fu Ji is my parent official in Yunling, controlling this large mountainous area, and working hard, why should I sacrifice a few drops of blood as a small path in the Yang world. ”

The old eunuch thought that he had misheard, and smiled with peach blossoms on his face, exposing his miserable white face to the clouds of smoke, and bowed down to thank him.

"The trail is really a real person"

"I won't talk much nonsense to you, as long as you agree to my request, I can give you three drops of blood. With a wave of my hand, I held my aura three steps away.

"Whisperer, please. "He was hunched and looked like a servile.

"Can the Ghost King Pill be refined in batches?" I looked at the illusory palace on the river, and at the end of the palace there was a huge Xuanyang, the light emitted was dark red, and it was suspended on a high platform at this time, I don't know what it was used for.

"This ......," the old eunuch was a little surprised. "Even if the little Dao Master is willing to give up the blood of pure yang, Fu Ji can't do batch refining. ”

"Oh?" I stared at the old eunuch. "Tell me about it. ”

"Xiao Dao Chang doesn't know, the Ghost King Pill is extremely rare, it may not produce one grain in a thousand years, and it needs the qi of ten thousand ghosts to synthesize, what is needed is not only the spirit of the jewel and jade qi, but also the pure yang blood that is encountered once in a thousand years, not only that, but the true yang qi needs to be added to this pure yang blood. The old eunuch said.

"To tell you the truth, my cultivation was sealed, and now I can't resist qi and infuse the true yang qi into the pure yang blood. I sighed, and in the end, I still had to resume my cultivation.

"Can you let the old slave check on the little Taoist?" the old eunuch seemed to be prepared.