Cultivation of Immortality

Xunyi frowned and waved his hand to Sijia, "Don't be bewitched by him. The ghosts have no spiritual intelligence. Only those who become ghosts due to obsession can gradually develop some spiritual intelligence."

The Ghost King vowed, "With my care, you two will definitely be able to cultivate your current spiritual wisdom soon."

Sijia woke up and felt quite embarrassed about the question she had just asked. Two red clouds appeared on her pretty face that had been pale for a long time. She glared and spat at the Ghost King, "You're the one who fooled all my clan members." If I want to believe your despicable behavior again, then the only way I can do it is to make myself stupid to death!"

"Indeed." Xun Yi agreed, "Those who make their fortune by lying will sooner or later be cast aside by others when their lies are exposed."

Seeing that he couldn't coax these two people, the Ghost King smiled disdainfully. It wasn't important to coax these two people to be killed. It was fine if he couldn't coax them. He stared at Xun Yi and said, "It's your turn to tell you your origin and story." The origin of magic."

Xunyi pointed at the position of his spiritual eye and said casually, "I have already answered what you asked me, and you have answered what I asked you. If you continue to ask more questions, I will no longer be interested in answering." At the end of the day, he was too lazy to explore the secrets of life and death. He also wanted to understand the affairs of the underworld. After so many years, the underworld is still running, and it is estimated that it can last for a long time. After all, monks, ghosts and the like The number is only a drop in the bucket compared to the mortals in the world. At this point, he feels that he has figured out what the way of heaven is. Whether these are the final truth, he is too lazy to ponder.

The Ghost King's face darkened, and a yin force hit the wind ball. Xunyi had no time to react when he saw the yin light flashing out, and the wind dragon was unable to dodge the blow. ??

When he felt the pain of the wind dragon, Xunyi glanced at Sijia apologetically, and then tried to put away the wind dragon. At this doomed moment, he didn't want his brother who had been faithful to him for so many years to suffer in vain. , but just like when he couldn't activate the wind dragon, now he can't put it away either. The true essence on the true essence urn has always died because of the protector and returned to the true essence urn. He wants to kill them. The master had to kill them first. Xunyi tried hard several times and then gave up sadly. He thought to himself, good brother, I have no chance to repay what I owe you. You will not suffer the consequences if you follow Yuchan in the future. After so much suffering, I can only say thank you.

"This spiritual creature is really rare." The Ghost King was obviously aware of the existence of the wind dragon. He stared at the wind ball with interest and kept turning his eyes.

Xunyi hugged Sijia's waist and secretly said, "We can't let him insult you like this, and we can't let him easily attack me, the wind dragon brother. I'm going to take you and rush forward to die."

Sijia also hugged his waist and sent his thoughts back: "Well, Xunyi, I'm very grateful for your care of me, but it's a pity that I can't repay you. I also want to ask you something. Even if you become a ghost, you can't help me." If you hold me tight like this, let's continue fighting with it until our souls disappear. I don't understand ghosts, so don't leave me so easily."

"I will not abandon you." Xunyi made a solemn promise with his spiritual thoughts.

"I believe in you, Xunyi... I really want to have another life with you..."

Xunyi smiled and nodded slightly to her, then laughed loudly and stared hard at the

The Ghost King suddenly activated the wind ball and rushed over without hesitation with the force of a rainbow!

Sijia hugged Xunyi's waist tightly with one hand, and continuously changed the spells with the other hand, and kept firing the most powerful spells she had learned to hit the ghost king. Her red phoenix eyes radiated with blazing hatred. This hatred was not only for herself and her clan members. She was devastated by the shame and humiliation of being fooled, and also by the deep unwillingness and reluctance to be with Xun Yi no longer. This hatred was so strong that her beautiful red eyes burned red, making her look like a woman with endless killing intent. The extremely beautiful goddess of revenge.

Facing the two's desperate counterattack, the Ghost King stood there motionless, staring at them with cold eyes, while the group of ghosts behind it rushed forward with shrill screams.

"Don't look into its eyes!" Sijia was proficient in the art of enchantment. He had used this spell to bring Xunyi to Yuanyi State, so he immediately warned Xunyi as soon as he realized something was wrong.

It was already too late. Xunyi stared straight ahead. The wind ball, which had lost its activation, began to retreat under the control of Feng Long. But at this time, he was already trapped in a tight siege. Feng Long was surrounded by the heavy shadow that gathered around him. I was so angry that I quickly had nowhere to escape.

"Xunyi! Xunyi!" Sijia pointed several fingers at Xunyi one after another, but the skills she knew could not undo the tricks the Ghost King used on Xunyi. Now her eyes were even redder, and she was filled with uncontrollable fear. Climbing into her heart, the only thing that scares her now is being separated from Xunyi.

"Come here." The Ghost King sent a commanding message to Sijia.

"Let him go!" Sijia shouted, but the expression on his face was more like pleading.

"Come here and I'll let him go."

Naturally, Sijia would not be fooled like this. She hugged Xun Yi tightly and helpless tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, but she did not cry out. Even if she couldn't control her tears, she had to control her sorrow. She couldn't. Let your enemies see you crying loudly.

The ghost king failed to trick Sijia out and stopped caring about her, and began to try to conquer the wind dragon.

The wind dragon's new life has only lasted a few decades. By the standards of spiritual beasts, it is still an immature little cub. Because of the opportunity he got with Xunyi, he absorbed the Yinxu under the sea of ​​sinking flowers. Qi swallowed up the flowing flames in the Seven Wildernesses, which allowed it to become stronger quickly, but strength and growth are two different things. Like its owner Xun Yi, both of them had extraordinary cultivation at a young age. , the difference is that Xunyi is far superior mentally to his peers, while Fenglong does not have any mental advantage.

When the Ghost King condensed a slender and sharp Yinxu Qi to stab the wind ball, the wind dragon swam over to block it regardless of his own safety. The wind ball was its territory, where it had faster speed and sharper perception. Such a slender line of yin deficiency energy will not hurt it.

After the Ghost King tested it, he signaled the surrounding ghosts to launch a more violent attack according to its appearance. The needle-like Yinxu mana then hit the wind ball like raindrops. Although the ghosts did not attack with all their strength, this It was enough for the wind dragon. It swam around quickly and exhaustedly, adhering to its mission of protecting its master in vain. It didn't understand that this was the ghost king consuming its mana in order to capture it when it was exhausted. It only knew that as long as As long as you can still move, you can't put your master in any harm. Xunyi frowned and waved his hand to Sijia, "Don't be bewitched by him. The ghosts have no spiritual intelligence. Only those who become ghosts due to obsession can gradually develop some spiritual intelligence."

The Ghost King vowed, "With my care, the two of you will soon be able to cultivate spiritual intelligence equivalent to your current level."

Sijia woke up and felt quite embarrassed about the question she had just asked. Two red clouds appeared on her pretty face that had been pale for a long time. She glared and spat at the Ghost King, "You're the one who fooled all my clan members." If I want to believe your despicable behavior again, then the only way I can do it is to make myself stupid to death!"

"Indeed." Xun Yi agreed, "Those who make their fortune by lying will sooner or later be cast aside by others when their lies are exposed."

Seeing that he couldn't coax these two people, the Ghost King smiled disdainfully. It wasn't important to coax these two people to be killed. It was fine if he couldn't coax them. He stared at Xun Yi and said, "It's your turn to tell you your origin and story." The origin of magic."

Xunyi pointed at the position of his spiritual eye and said casually, "I have already answered what you asked me, and you have answered what I asked you. If you continue to ask more questions, I will no longer be interested in answering." At the end of the day, he was too lazy to explore the secrets of life and death. He also wanted to understand the affairs of the underworld. After so many years, the underworld is still running, and it is estimated that it can last for a long time. After all, monks, ghosts and the like The number is only a drop in the bucket compared to the mortals in the world. At this point, he feels that he has figured out what the way of heaven is. Whether these are the final truth, he is too lazy to ponder.

The Ghost King's face darkened, and a yin force hit the wind ball. Xunyi had no time to react when he saw the yin light flashing out, and the wind dragon was unable to dodge the blow.

When he felt the pain of the wind dragon, Xunyi glanced at Sijia apologetically, and then tried to put away the wind dragon. At this doomed moment, he didn't want his brother who had been faithful to him for so many years to suffer in vain. , but just like when he couldn't activate the wind dragon, now he can't put it away either. The true essence on the true essence urn has always died because of the protector and returned to the true essence urn. He wants to kill them. The master had to kill them first. Xunyi tried hard several times and then gave up sadly. He thought to himself, good brother, I have no chance to repay what I owe you. You will not suffer the consequences if you follow Yuchan in the future. After so much suffering, I can only say thank you.

"This spiritual creature is really rare." The Ghost King was obviously aware of the existence of the wind dragon. He stared at the wind ball with interest and kept turning his eyes.

Xunyi hugged Sijia's waist and secretly said, "We can't let him insult you like this, and we can't let him easily attack me, the wind dragon brother. I'm going to take you and rush forward to die."

Sijia also hugged his waist and sent his thoughts back: "Well, Xunyi, I'm very grateful for your care of me, but it's a pity that I can't repay you. I also want to ask you something. Even if you become a ghost, you can't help me." If you hold me tight like this, let's continue fighting with it until our souls disappear. I don't understand ghosts, so don't leave me so easily."

"I will not abandon you." Xunyi made a solemn promise with his spiritual thoughts.

"I believe in you, Xunyi... I really want to have another life with you..."

Xunyi smiled and nodded slightly to her, then laughed loudly and stared hard at the

The Ghost King suddenly activated the wind ball and rushed over without hesitation with the force of a rainbow!

Sijia hugged Xunyi's waist tightly with one hand, and continuously changed the spells with the other hand, and kept firing the most powerful spells she had learned to hit the ghost king. Her red phoenix eyes radiated with blazing hatred. This hatred was not only for herself and her clan members. She was devastated by the shame and humiliation of being fooled, and also by the deep unwillingness and reluctance to be with Xun Yi no longer. This hatred was so strong that her beautiful red eyes burned red, making her look like a woman with endless killing intent. The extremely beautiful goddess of revenge.

Facing the two's desperate counterattack, the Ghost King stood there motionless, staring at them with cold eyes, while the group of ghosts behind it rushed forward with shrill screams.

"Don't look into its eyes!" Sijia was proficient in the art of enchantment. He had used this spell to bring Xunyi to Yuanyi State, so he immediately warned Xunyi as soon as he realized something was wrong.

It was already too late. Xunyi stared straight ahead. The wind ball, which had lost its activation, began to retreat under the control of Feng Long. But at this time, he was already trapped in a tight siege. Feng Long was surrounded by the heavy shadow that gathered around him. I was so angry that I quickly had nowhere to escape.

"Xunyi! Xunyi!" Sijia pointed several fingers at Xunyi one after another, but the skills she knew could not undo the tricks the Ghost King used on Xunyi. Now her eyes were even redder, and she was filled with uncontrollable fear. Climbing into her heart, the only thing that scares her now is being separated from Xunyi.

"Come here." The Ghost King sent a commanding message to Sijia.

"Let him go!" Sijia shouted, but the expression on his face was more like pleading.

"Come here and I'll let him go."

Naturally, Sijia would not be fooled like this. She hugged Xun Yi tightly and helpless tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, but she did not cry out. Even if she couldn't control her tears, she had to control her sorrow. She couldn't. Let your enemies see you crying loudly.

The ghost king failed to trick Sijia out and stopped caring about her, and began to try to conquer the wind dragon.

The wind dragon's new life has only lasted a few decades. By the standards of spiritual beasts, it is still an immature little cub. Because of the opportunity he got with Xunyi, he absorbed the Yinxu under the sea of ​​sinking flowers. Qi swallowed up the flowing flames in the Seven Wildernesses, which allowed it to become stronger quickly, but strength and growth are two different things. Like its owner Xun Yi, both of them had extraordinary cultivation at a young age. , the difference is that Xunyi is far superior mentally to his peers, while Fenglong does not have any mental advantage.

When the Ghost King condensed a slender and sharp Yinxu Qi to stab the wind ball, the wind dragon swam over to block it regardless of his own safety. The wind ball was its territory, where it had faster speed and sharper perception. Such a slender line of yin deficiency energy will not hurt it.

After the Ghost King tested it, he signaled the surrounding ghosts to launch a more violent attack according to its appearance. The needle-like Yinxu mana then hit the wind ball like raindrops. Although the ghosts did not attack with all their strength, this It was enough for the wind dragon. It swam around in a hurry, trying in vain to protect its master. It didn't understand that the ghost king was consuming its mana in order to capture it when it was exhausted. It only knew that as long as As long as you can still move, you can't put your master in any harm.