How to Be a Successful Ghost Cultivator

Among the monks riding the harbinger here, there are sect disciples, and there are also various casual cultivators. Most of them are in the Qi refining stage, and their cultivation base is not too high, and there are also foundation building stage. There is also one, the strength of both is equal, and neither is afraid of the other, so he almost made a move just now, and there is another monk who is also in the foundation establishment period, but he does not know which sect he is from.

The disciples of the Spiritual Beast Sect are still arguing with that guy, insisting on changing to a monster ride, but the guy is also stubborn, sticking to his neck, he won't change it if he doesn't want to change it, the shop has always used it There have never been any accidents, so why do you have so many demands?There are so many monks riding now, but your spirit stones are more valuable than others?If you don't want to sit, then please, want to withdraw the spirit stone?No way!

This dispute started for another half an hour, and many monks on Hongya's back got impatient and complained loudly, some scolded the disciples of the Spirit Beast Sect for being troublesome, how could they quarrel everywhere?When the time comes, everyone's schedule will be delayed, who can afford it?There are also those who scolded the postman, saying that they just go first, what are you talking about with them?

Finally, amidst the complaints, a voice said loudly: "If that senior comes out again, do you still want to leave?"

The scene fell silent for a while, and the disciple of the Spirit Beast Sect also heard this, weighed it again and again, and had no choice but to reluctantly climb on the back of the hong wren. Everyone hated it, and made it boring, and couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.

They chose a place to sit on the left of Lian Wu and the other three, and Lian Wu's right happened to be the group of Dan sect disciples. They laughed and talked in a low voice, and glanced at them from the corner of their eyes from time to time, with mocking eyes.

Hua Lao leaned over and whispered, "This is really interesting."

Lian Wu also whispered yes, and the two looked at each other and laughed, isn't it funny?The Spirit Beast Sect is arrogant and domineering, and the Pill Sect is not to be outdone, so there will be a lot of excitement along the way.

As expected, the flying speed of the hong wren was very fast and stable. With its wings spread out, it was several tens of feet wide. When it flew to a high place, everyone could see the hills, plains, and mountains. In the misty clouds and mist, you can still see a river like a soft ribbon, swimming on the ground, reflecting the sun that is as fine as gold, like a fairyland.

At the beginning, Hongyu felt the wind blowing heavily on his back, which made him very embarrassed. Many monks used their spiritual power to prop up a thin protective shield, but they couldn't hold on for long due to their low cultivation.

Seeing this, a fellow accompanying him patted the wren's neck. The bird's head that was facing backwards was originally slightly drooping, as if dozing off, but now it was raised up, and looked at everyone lazily. The beak let out a sharp cry, and then a layer of soft white light mist rose from its back, covering everyone in it, and the wind finally stopped.

But the bird's head did not continue to hang down, as if suddenly regained energy, looking at the people on the back with burning eyes, Lian Wu could clearly see the eagerness among them.

Naturally, Lian Wu was not the only one who noticed it. A disciple of the Spiritual Beast Sect on the left said nervously, "Hey, isn't the wren trying to talk?"

This sound attracted the attention of other monks. Hearing this, the guy couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and didn't bother to speak. He took out a pill from the storage bag and threw it over. His eyes lit up immediately, and he quickly opened his beak to catch it. Gudu swallowed it, as if satisfied, twisted his neck, and continued to doze off again.

It was just a false alarm, and someone next to him immediately sneered with disdain, the disciple of the Spirit Beast Sect seemed to have been slapped in the face, his face flushed, and he cursed at that person angrily: "What are you laughing at! Are you courting death?" ?”

That person happened to be the alchemy disciple who was sitting on the right side of Lian Wu. He squinted his eyes and said with a sneer: "If someone is afraid of this wren, why don't you go down early, so as not to pee your pants when the time comes?" , it made me want to hear about it all the way.”

The disciple of the Spirit Beast Sect was furious when he heard the words, and shouted: "What did you say? Have the guts to say it again!"

As expected, the Danmen disciple said the original words again, and finally said with a smile: "Speaking to people who are not good at hearing is indeed very strenuous."

Seeing that there was going to be another quarrel, the three of Lian Wu who were sandwiched between the two groups walked away silently and asked them to formally fight face to face. Seeing this, the rest of them, of course, were not reconciled to their brothers being disadvantaged, and joined the battle one after another.

Lian Wu rubbed his chin and shook his head, and commented in a pretentious manner: "In terms of verbal battles, the Pill Sect seems to be inferior to the Spiritual Beast Sect."

Hua Lao was eating a piece of pastry, and when he heard the words, he recited a Buddha's mantra: "It seems true, but maybe Danmen's kung fu is better than that of the Spiritual Beast Sect? Look at Danmen, a middle-stage Foundation Establishment There are three disciples in the advanced stage of Qi refining, and one, uh... that female cultivator is in the middle stage of Qi refining. Looking at the Spirit Beast Sect, she is also a foundation-building cultivator, but it is an early stage, and the remaining two Both are at the high stage of Qi refining, and one is at the middle stage of Qi refining, I think there is a little difference between them."

Lian Wu retorted: "Doesn't the Spiritual Beast Sect still have pet spirit beasts? I don't know how many are on them. If we talk about it, the outcome is uncertain."

Hua Lao shook his head, patted the cake crumbs on his hands, and said, "How much difference is there between the early stage and the middle stage of foundation establishment? Besides, the cultivation base of the disciples of the Spirit Beast Sect is not high, so how can they make them more advanced?" I am afraid that even if there are monsters, they will not be able to listen to their orders, and when the time comes, you will not hurt the enemy but yourself."

As he spoke, he took out another piece of snack, and while eating, he said, "I don't like the Spiritual Beast Sect."

Lian Wu disagreed. He thought of the minling worm that the woman plotted against him when he was in the wilderness. It is said that even Jindan cultivators could not detect it. This kind of low-handed method is not pleasing, but it has miraculous effects. This is one of the reasons why a small sect of the Spiritual Beast Sect has a good reputation in the Sifang Continent.

This room, Lian Wu and Hua Lao, were arguing boringly, but the other side was full of flames of war. After a few clangs, they showed their magical weapons again. They confronted each other tensely, and repeatedly greeted each other's ancestors. The ears of the rest of the people almost gave birth to calluses.

Finally someone yelled impatiently: "Fucking is never over, you guys are so noisy, why don't you all jump down and have a fight, so we can get clean, you disciples from the big sects, you can't do it!" The mouth is sharper, and the hands are all pustules, there is a fart! ”

Lian Wu and Hualao almost applauded this person, the words were harsh but very pleasant, but the scolding was of no use, the situation of the battle over there was not affected at all, on the contrary, it intensified, and some of them even scolded He had to get up, and even the elders of the opponent's sect were scolded.

Lian Wu and Hualao couldn't stand up, so they squatted down, eating the melon seed snacks provided by Hualao, and discussing which side scolded more outrageously.

In the end, he couldn't even squat in the mist anymore, so he simply approached Lingraccoon, raised his face and smiled flatteringly, handed over a handful of fruit, and laughed nonchalantly: "Brother, eat."

Ling raccoon looked down at him, and sure enough, he took it, but he didn't eat it, and kept it in his sleeve. When Lian Wu saw him pick it up, he smiled facelessly and said, "Senior brother, lend me a little help. pain."

Lingraccoon actually took a step forward, and Lian Wu took advantage of the opportunity to sit down, leaning against Lingraccoon's legs, narrowing his eyes, um, comfortable.

Hua Lao, who was watching from the side, was very envious, and said sourly: "It's great to have a brother with me, unlike me, I only have to run around to serve, and my master doesn't know how to take pity on me."

Lian Wu smiled and narrowed his eyes, touched his little bald head, and comforted him without conscience: "Amitabha, you go back to Beichan Temple this time, roll in your master's arms, act like a baby, he will take pity on you your."

Hualao laughed loudly, and said: "When I was not worshiped by my master back then, he asked me for a handful of roasted peanuts, if I had given it to him generously, maybe he would show pity for me later, but now I'm afraid Impossible, you are still eating my food, but you are still making fun of me, come on, I might as well eat it myself, and still be able to fill my stomach." As he said that, he was about to grab it.

Lian Wu acted foolishly, hurriedly protected the food, and said with a smile: "Little master, there is no reason to go back to something that was given to others——"

He just raised his head with a smile, and suddenly, his pupils constricted, and he saw a flying sword stabbing towards him, and with a gust of wind, it flew to his eyes in an instant, and hit the door in front of him, and then... a hand appeared in the field of vision, and then The hair came first, and the sword stood still.

A thin layer of sweat started to form on Lian Wu's back, seeing the two slender fingers gripping the still trembling sword tip firmly, with a little force, it broke into two pieces with a "click", and fell down with a clang. It became two pieces of scrap iron.

Everyone was dumbfounded by this shocking change, Ling Raccoon was still expressionless, but now anyone could see that he was in a very bad mood at this time, a little imperceptible anger leaked from the corners of his tightly pursed lips, and his eyes were indifferent He looked in the direction of the sword flying over.

Lian Wu jumped up abruptly, grabbed Ling Raccoon's hand, and hurriedly asked, "Brother, is your hand not injured?"

Grabbing a sharp blade with bare hands, he would not have cared about it in the past, but Lingraccoon's state has fallen so much that he can't compare it to before, but the facts prove that he still worries too much. , he opened Lingraccoon's hand and saw that there was no scar at all, so he felt relieved.

Ling Raccoon flipped his hands and grabbed him, without turning his head, he continued to look at those people, raised his eyebrows, the flying sword came from Danmen, but he didn't know who it was.

He was about to scold people, when one of them came over, it was a male cultivator in the middle stage of foundation establishment, with a very apologetic face, he said to the two of them: "I'm sorry, my junior brother was too impulsive, which hurt both of you." He said As he spoke, he turned his face away and said in a low voice, "If you haven't come over yet, I apologize to these two fellow Taoists."