Rebirth of the Strongest Ghost Master

Walking out of the inn, Leng Ji was not in a hurry to find the way to the "Extreme Northern Desert", he slowly stretched his waist.

The air in the morning is very good, with a fresh smell.

There are not too many ghosts in this world, at least in the eyes of the cold yin and yang, there are ghost powers on the streets, and there are very few ghosts who can cultivate. Most of them are transparent, unconscious, and useless wandering spirits.

Most of these wandering spirits float around aimlessly, and they will be caught by ghost messengers at dawn, sent to hell, and then sent to various reincarnations according to their previous lives.

Leng Ji thought about it, his thoughts drifted away, and he was bumped head-on by a reckless and rampant ghost.

Leng Ji frowned, turned around, and quickly reached out to grab the kid's body, ignoring the kid's ouch, and pulled him in front of him.

Red hair, red eyes, very uneven texture, not serious materialization, this is a wronged soul, but there is not much resentment, no threat.

Leng Ji looked at the little ghost in his hand, and labeled him harmless.

"You bumped into me." Leng Ji gave the kid a cold look and said, "It's almost dawn, you still don't hide, idiot."

"Can you see me?" The kid hesitated a little. This man looked extraordinary, and he was a dangerous person who could be caught.

"You're going to reincarnate soon." Leng Ji shook the weight in his hand, he didn't care, because it was dawn, more pedestrians around looked at him like idiots, "I have something to ask you."

"It's good for the adults to ask directly, and the villain must answer honestly." Seeing the impatient look on Leng Ji's brows, the little ghost didn't dare to say anything, so he wrapped around Leng Ji's fingers obediently, and looked at it a little flatteringly. he.

Seeing that the little ghost knew the current affairs, Leng Ji nodded in satisfaction. He looked up and looked around, then walked quickly into a teahouse, sat down in a leisurely manner, ordered a pot of tea, and waited until Xiao Er brought the tea After that, he said, "I want to know how to get to the extreme northern desert."

"My lord is going to the extreme northern desert?" The little ghost hesitated, and opened his mouth after a while, ready to say something.

"Tell the truth, otherwise you wouldn't want to know what happened." Leng Ji stroked the edge of the teacup, glanced at the gradually darkening green on the kid's body, and interrupted the kid's words with a calm expression.

The little devil shivered, and the green color on his body slowly faded. He carefully looked up at the cold expression, and just met those dark eyes, and flinched involuntarily, and then said, "The extreme northern desert, It is very far away from here, and it will take at least ten months to get there quickly. I have never been to that place, and I just heard from other similar people who have been there. If you want to go, start from here and go north. OK."

Leng Ji listened carefully to the little ghost's words, and put down the teacup after a while, then stretched out his hand and flicked the little ghost off his hand, then waved his hand, "Got it, let's go."

Seeing this, the little ghost didn't dare to say more, and immediately floated out from the door, leaving Leng Ji alone in the teahouse, sipping tea thoughtfully.

Naturally, Leng Ji did not expect that this extreme northern desert would be so far away, and it would take him ten months to reach it. If he walked, it would take at least a year and a half.

It seems that this is not a good way, thinking coldly.

A year is too long for him to wait.

If you don't hunt other high-level monsters, it's not easy to do without crystal cores. It seems that the most reliable and most urgent solution is to find the ghosts to kill, and then absorb the ghosts of the ghosts.

It's just that how can this ghost be said to encounter it?

Leng Ji was a little irritable and felt powerless, which made him very uncomfortable and insecure. Now, if he wants to improve his strength, he still needs to think of some ways.

......

"Hey, have you heard? Someone died over there again. It is said that it was a warlock hired by the Wan family. That's a disaster."

"Another one, this is really unfair." One person said, stretched out his hand to hold the wine glass and took a sip, "Don't tell me, such a capable warlock is rare. If you want me to say it, you should find some labor management Taoist priests are also more effective than this warlock."

"Taoist? Chi, what's the use of Taoist priests? They're just swindling and abducting. They're all charlatans." The man seemed to be unable to hear it, and put the cup on the table fiercely, "Where is this world?" The ghost who came here must have been fooled by someone, if it weren't for this situation, labor and management would have climbed into Wanjia's lap this time."

"Okay, don't talk! Drink!"

......

The two drank in the dark, the Leng Ji squinted his eyes, secretly calculating in his heart.

Hearing what they said, it's likely that there was a ghost somewhere, and it seemed that someone died.

It's a pity that although this place is called the Bright Realm, it is very different from the Bright Realm in his original world.

When Leng Ji was still in the dark world, the Taoist priests in the bright world were very popular. Wherever such a desolate person is mentioned, a Taoist priest is said to be a charlatan.

Leng Ji sighed for a moment, then put down the teacup, took out a crystal coin from his pocket and put it on the table, then shook his clothes, and went out.

According to what the two people said before, that place sounds good, and it probably has something very nourishing. Lengji doesn't intend to miss this good opportunity.

He licked his lips, walked out of the cold silence of the teahouse, squinted his eyes slightly to look at the sky, then shook his sleeves, and walked out from the side of the mainland.

That matter seemed to be very hot, almost along the way, people mentioned that weird and terrifying place, and most of them talked about it like gossip, without caring about other things at all.

Leng Ji pulled a person casually, not worried that the person didn't know.

After asking clearly what went wrong, and then, under the sympathetic eyes of the person, he went in the direction pointed by the person.

The problematic place is called "Hujia Village", which is a very small village, but because Hujia Village is an important transportation hub, connecting to the important commodity exchange avenue towards the capital, so although Hujia Village is small, it is very small. of abundance.

When Leng Ji arrived at Hujia Village, there was a Taoist priest dressed in gaudy clothes in the small village, dancing with his fangs and claws.

The man was wearing a yellow overcoat with nondescript gossip formations, and in his hand was a wooden sword with unknown characters written on it. He was dancing happily. Incense, there are some things that look like talisman papers.

——A Taoist priest has fallen to this point.

Leng Ji was a little bit emotional, thinking that he had accidentally seen a Taoist priest jumping to the gods back then, it was really flying sand and rocks, full of yin and yang, how could it be like this person, it was like a cat that had eaten countless peppercorns, screaming and jumping.

The Taoist couldn't see it, but it didn't mean that Leng Ji, who had yin and yang eyes, couldn't see it.

The culprit who was feared by everyone and caused many deaths was lying on the wooden table in front of the Taoist priest with a grim expression.

The whole face is frighteningly pale, revealing a faint blackness, and it seems unclear, it is clearly a soul that has suffered injustice and has become a ghost.

When Leng Ji walked over, the thing even bared its teeth at him, and Leng Ji glanced at him calmly, with black light flowing in its eyes.

The ghost was slightly stunned, as if he sensed that Leng Ji was not to be trifled with, he just hesitated for a moment, the black energy around him gradually solidified, and then quickly disappeared into the ground.

——Heh, he is very knowledgeable about current affairs.

Leng Ji cast a glance at him, but was not in a hurry to catch him back, but walked aside with great interest and looked at the Taoist dance master.

——This big brother is incredible, this dance is very talented, look at this twisted ass, electric buttocks!

Leng Ji watched the Taoist dance with his head scratching his head. After finishing the last section, he wiped his sweat and walked over to a group of people dressed as villagers who were intimidated by the section he had just danced.

"I have driven away all the dirty things here, so don't worry." The Taoist swears nonsense, "I am the number one disciple under Guiguzi's sect, such a trivial matter is extremely simple."

"Okay! Good!" The leader, who seemed to be the village head, held the Taoist priest's hand excitedly, "Please ask the Taoist priest to come down with me to rest for a while, and then I will give you all the money I promised you."

"It's incense money." The Taoist explained solemnly.

"Yes, yes, incense money."

......

Leng Ji frowned and looked at the Taoist priest, as expected, he saw a gray and black palm print on the Taoist priest's body, thinking to himself.

——This person has undoubtedly been targeted, what a pity, he probably won't survive tonight.

Leng Ji looked at the Taoist priest's hypocrisy and the village head's politeness, but he had no intention of going up to remind him.

This Taoist priest is not a good person either. There is a dark air between his brows, and he has obviously done a lot of bad things.

Leng Ji is not a sympathetic person, and naturally he doesn't want to raise something about this kind of person.

A few older people nearby saw Leng Ji standing here, so they walked over with small steps and asked, "Where is the young man from?"

"The ones in the mountains, just came out not long ago, and haven't settled down." Leng Ji smiled.

"It's not peaceful here, young man, let's leave as soon as possible, don't lose your life in vain." The old man looked at Leng Ji and persuaded.

"Didn't the Taoist just say that the demons have been removed?" Leng Ji looked at the old man curiously and said, the villagers all seemed to believe it just now.

"That Taoist priest is a fake." The old man sighed, "You may not believe it if you tell it. My grandson was killed by this fake Taoist priest before. I don't believe it, but the villagers believe it. There is no way."

"It's okay, you don't have to worry about me, I know some spells, it's not a problem." Leng Ji smiled.

"Are you a warlock or a magician?" The old man looked at Leng Ji with his eyes wide open, "Then you have to go, these are useless, so go early, you have a good future, don't waste it here."

"It's okay, it's okay, old man, don't worry, I know some spells, maybe I can help you then." Leng Ji waved his hand.

He came here just for this sweet little guy, how could he leave now?

This old man is a good person, and it would be a good thing to help him when the time comes.

As Leng Ji thought about it, the smile on his face became brighter and brighter. Seeing that he was obsessed with his obsession, the old man stopped persuading him, so he sighed and left.

After communicating with the village head, the Taoist priest was respectfully taken to the guest room. Lengji was from outside, and he was not a big man. At this time, it was the cusp of the storm, and no one dared to take others in.

But fortunately, the old man before was kind-hearted, and took Leng Ji to settle down at home, and Leng Ji didn't refuse, so he just lived in the old man's house and waited for the night to come.