My life of martial arts training

Dan Yunzi was silent for a moment and said hoarsely: "Okay, give me the materials and elixir energy first."

Everyone felt relieved and readily took out the materials and elixir energy.

"Hmph." Fang Laomo snorted and reluctantly took out various precious materials from the storage ring.

Of all the contenders, he had obtained the most elixir energy, monopolizing 30% of it. No wonder he was unwilling to hand it over.

"You two are the only ones left." The sinister man looked at Long Wen'an and Shi Wen'an in the sky.

"Go down and give it to him. The pretending copywriter wanted to kick Long Aokong to death. If the other party hadn't insisted on pretending, they would have left long ago. How could they be trapped in the ghost realm.

If he doesn't hand it over now, everyone will turn their guns. Even if he was once in the Qi Refining Realm, he will die here.

Long Aokong landed on the auditorium and used his true energy to send the materials and elixir energy down.

Dan Yunzi put away the things, stopped activating the formation, and looked at everyone with cold eyes: "This matter is not over yet."

People from the good and evil factions gathered together, looking at each other with vigilance in their eyes.

The two sides joined forces under the pressure of the White Walkers, so naturally there is no trust at all, but to reach this level, there are still relatively few fools, there is no deep hatred, and generally they will not destroy unity.

As the Heart Demon Sect regained the power of the inner demon, the people in the audience looked at the silent battlefield and couldn't help it anymore, and let out pitiful cries.

"Are you going to tell them to shut up, or are we going to do it?" Chi Lian Lao Mo said with an annoyed look on his face.

"Hmph, they are from Yaowang City, I won't bother you to take action." Xue Ju snorted coldly and arranged for his disciples to appease the people.

"Elder Huoyun, can you figure out what kind of strange ghost it is?" Bai Fengkui looked at the elder of the Kitchen King Sect and asked hurriedly.

Huoyun stood at the edge of the auditorium, with faint firelight dancing in his eyes. He looked at the looming building in the darkness and murmured: "It shouldn't be. The Taoist statue is intact. How can the White Walkers break through the blockade?"

"Senior brother, are you saying that this strange ghost is from Yaowang Temple?" Pingshanzi asked with a focused gaze.

"Elder Huoyun, can you guess what kind of ghost it is?" Bai Fengkui's voice came.

Huo Yun jumped down from the twenty-foot high wall, landed between the two parties, and cupped his hands: "Everyone, if I guess correctly, the strange ghost is most likely the strange ghost in Yao Wang Temple."

"What?"

"How is that possible? I went to Yaowang Temple yesterday and the Taoist statue was clearly intact."

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the people in Jie Yaowang Temple all showed expressions of disbelief.

"Although I didn't believe it either, when I saw the 'medical clinic' appearing in the darkness, I had to believe the shattering facts." Huo Yun sighed.

"Master Huoyun, I wonder what threat this strange ghost poses?" Shen Sandao covered his face, his voice was like the cry of a poisonous snake, making people have goosebumps.

Huo Yun didn't think much about it. For him, solving the strange ghost was the most important thing at the moment: "The strange ghost in the Yao King Temple is named [Sick Ghost]. Even if the disease is in the 'disaster' level, it is at the highest level." Horrible White Walkers.”

"Medicine ghosts have three abilities: seeing a doctor, curing a disease, and causing a disease."

"It can see if you have any disease. This disease includes hidden wounds, premature ejaculation, and even hair loss. It is so wide and rare that it can even detect your mental disorder."

"When you have the above symptoms, the sick ghost will come to find you and cure all your physical and mental illnesses."

"Is the sick ghost so kind-hearted?" A Qi Condensation Realm warrior stood in the crowd and asked doubtfully.

"Stupid junior brother, do you know who is not sick?" The senior brother next to him cursed secretly.

"What an expansion"

"The dead are not sick."

"When you are not sick, the sick ghost will use its power to force you to get sick and then treat you. It can be said that no one present will be immune to the sick ghost. Of course, as long as you do not enter the hospital, you can still resist. It will take a while, but once you enter the hospital, it will be a real life worse than death," Huo Yun said.

"Now the medical center has begun to spread. In this deep darkness, if you are not careful, you will enter the medical center."

Everyone looked around vigilantly to prevent themselves from entering the hospital by mistake.

"No need to look, the medical center has already spread in." Fang Laomo said coldly, raised his hand and struck out with a palm.

The rich darkness rolled violently, and an old wooden door came into view. The wooden door moved automatically without wind, exuding a strong smell of rotten medicine.

Soon, a building made of dark red brick walls appeared in front of everyone. Through the gap in the wooden door, the situation inside the medical center could be vaguely seen. A black figure stood at the counter, looking at everyone through the gap.

"Ah... it hurts... it hurts."

A painful groan came from the medical center, and the sound was like the voices of hundreds of people superimposed together.

"When did this ghost appear?"

The few people standing closer suddenly felt terrified and their faces turned pale.

"I...why is my throat itchy?" One of them coughed twice, but after only two breaths, he began to cough violently, and the coughing became more and more severe, as if he wanted to cough out his lungs. .

"No, he's sick."

"Elder, Junior Brother Wan was attacked by a strange ghost." A disciple of the Ju Heng Sect shouted.

"What?" Xue Ju's expression changed.

Others also quickly cast their gazes.

At this moment, the disciple was already lying on the ground, twitching all over, and blood was pouring out of his mouth like it was worthless.

"Elder Huoyun, I hope you can help." Xue Ju said hurriedly.

Without his reminder, Huoyun had already arrived in front of the disciple, with a brilliant white flame burning on his body to prevent the ghost's charm from entering his body.

He ignited the flaming finger and gently tapped the other's eyebrows.

"Chi Chi!"

A wisp of black ghost charm rose from his head.

Just as Huoyun was rescuing the other person, the wooden door of the clinic made a creaking sound, and an old man in linen clothes and skinny body pushed open the half-closed wooden door and walked towards Huoyun.

"Junior brother, stop it." Huoyun said.

"Okay." Pingshanzi had already set up the oil pan and blocked the old man.

"Three, you are Taoist priests who have received the talisman, don't you even learn the Taoist arts to deal with the alien ghosts?" The old demon Chi Lian said in a deep voice.

Facing the sarcasm of the old demon Chi Lian, Xue Ju, Bai Fengkui, and the elders of Chi Mingzong remained silent. They really had not learned the Taoist arts to deal with the alien ghosts.

The Taoist arts of the Taoist sect are divided into two types, one for people and the other for ghosts.

The art of dealing with ghosts is obscure and requires extremely high talent. Ordinary Taoist priests do not even have the qualifications to enter.

Such Taoist priests are either solving the White Walker incident or suppressing the White Walkers. How can they have time to participate in the alchemy conference?

Xue Ju took out a golden talisman with an extremely sharp aura, and he silently chanted the spell:

"Tian Peng Tian Peng, Jiu Xuan kills the child."

Although he did not learn the art of dealing with ghosts, he had prepared a lot of talismans.

The talisman burst into golden light, and a disc emerged, with hundreds of torture instruments on it.