Divine Mystical Immortality: Starting Cultivation with the Town Martial Guard

At this time, the night was like a huge piece of black silk, pressing down heavily, shrouding the whole world in a deep darkness. Just before the vanguard arrived at the ancient stone gate, they were concentrating on studying the runes on the stone gate. Suddenly, a female ghost's chanting sounded faintly, and the voice seemed to float from the endless dark abyss, revealing a trace of chill, instantly breaking the original silence.

The female ghost was chanting ancient poems, and the graceful and long tone seemed particularly ethereal in this silent night. Every word seemed to be given life, floating in the air with the sound, as if telling a sad story that was sealed by the years. "Searching, searching, cold and desolate, sad and miserable..." The sad tone was like a cold finger, gently plucking the heartstrings of everyone, making people feel creepy involuntarily.

With the chanting, a green lantern slowly emerged. The light of the lantern looked particularly strange in the darkness, and the green light flickered like a ghost fire. As the light swayed, there seemed to be a vague figure looming behind the lantern, adding a bit of horror to the gloomy atmosphere.

The members of the vanguard team immediately became alert, and their eyes were full of vigilance. Fu Shao calmed his mind, his eyes were fixed on the green lantern, trying to see the truth behind it through the strange light. He knew that in this place full of mystery and danger, any abnormality might hide a huge threat.

Nangong Wan also clenched the magic weapon in her hand, her heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, but years of practice made her calm down quickly. She listened to the ghost girl's singing, trying to find clues from the poem and judge what kind of power was responsible for this sudden phenomenon.

Other elders and monks also mobilized their spiritual power, which flowed through the meridians, emitting a faint light, adding a little faint light to the dark environment. However, compared with the dim light of the green lantern, it seemed so small.

The ghost girl's chanting did not stop, but became more and more sad. The sound echoed in the valley, as if countless wronged souls were crying in unison. The green lantern was getting closer and closer, and the vague figure gradually became clear. Everyone saw a woman in white ancient costume. Her face was as pale as snow, her eyes were empty, and her long black hair was dancing in the night wind.

Fu Shaoping's heart moved. He remembered some records he had seen in ancient books. Some ancient ruins or mysterious places would be guarded by spirits. These spirits are often inextricably linked to the history of the ruins or events that have happened. Could this ghost girl also be the guardian of this ancient ruins?

Thinking of this, he took a step forward and said loudly: "Are you the guardian of this ruins? We have no intention of offending you. We just come here to explore the secrets of this ruins." His voice echoed in the darkness, with a powerful spiritual power fluctuation, trying to communicate with the ghost girl.

The female ghost did not respond, and continued to chant poetry. The light of the green lantern suddenly became stronger, which hurt everyone's eyes. The light swept towards everyone like a substance, and everyone hurriedly strengthened the spiritual shield to resist the sudden attack.

While resisting, Fu Shaoping continued: "We respect everything here. If there is any offense, please let us know and we will correct it." However, the female ghost seemed not to hear his words and attacked more fiercely.

Seeing this, Nangong Wan changed the spell in her hand, and a spiritual power shot out from her hand and rushed towards the green lantern. The spiritual power collided with the light of the lantern, emitting a dazzling light and violent energy fluctuations. This fluctuation spread to the surroundings, and the surrounding sand and stones were shaken up, and the sandstone rocks also made a buzzing sound, as if protesting against the sudden disturbance.

At this time, everyone realized that simple communication might not solve the problem, and some tough measures must be taken. But they were worried that excessive attacks would anger the more powerful forces behind the female ghost or destroy the entrance to the ancient ruins. So, while resisting the ghost's attack, they began to observe the surrounding environment more carefully, hoping to find clues to solve this crisis.

The ghost seemed to have noticed everyone's thoughts, and the chanting suddenly became urgent, and the light of the green lantern also changed into various shapes, like a sharp sword blade, stabbing at everyone. The members of the vanguard had to go all out. They cast their own spells. For a time, the light of spiritual power shone in the darkness, and a fierce contest with the ghost's attack began.

As the battle continued, Fu Shaoping found that although the ghost's attack was fierce, it seemed to have a certain pattern. Every time she chanted a certain paragraph of poetry, the attack of the green lantern would change. He moved in his heart and began to listen carefully to the ghost's chanting content, trying to find a way to deal with it from the poetry.

Nangong Wan also noticed this. She and Fu Shaoping looked at each other, and the two began to adjust their defense and counterattack strategies according to the rhythm of the ghost's chanting. The other elders and monks gradually followed their pace, and everyone began to change from the initial passive defense to active response.

With the close cooperation of everyone, the female ghost's attack was still fierce, but it could no longer pose a substantial threat to them. As time went on, the female ghost seemed to have noticed the strength of everyone, and the chanting gradually became weaker, and the light of the green lantern began to dim.

Finally, the ghost girl slowly disappeared into the darkness, the green lanterns went out, and the surroundings returned to their previous silence. The vanguard team breathed a sigh of relief, but they knew that this was just a small episode in the process of exploring the ancient ruins, and they didn't know how many unknown dangers were waiting for them ahead. They refocused their attention on the runes on the ancient stone door and continued to look for ways to open the stone door.

They thought they had killed the ghost girl, and their tense nerves had just relaxed a little. However, just as the ghost girl's figure disappeared, a chill suddenly surged again, like a cold snake winding up everyone's back.

In the darkness around them, two figures slowly emerged, both women in white ancient costumes, and both holding green lanterns emitting dim light. The light of the lantern swayed in the darkness, as if mocking everyone's previous relief.

One of the female ghosts started to sing the graceful and sad Kunqu Opera: "Originally, the colorful flowers are all in full bloom, but now they are all left to the broken wells and dilapidated walls. What can we do about the beautiful scenery? Whose yard can enjoy the pleasure?" The singing was sad and beautiful, and every word was like a drop of cold tears, falling from the endless sorrow, splashing a sad ripple in the air. This opera seemed to be telling the prosperity of the past, but now there is only the desolate lament.

Another female ghost sang Peking Opera: "The ice wheel on the island is turning, and the jade rabbit is seen. The jade rabbit rises in the east early. The ice wheel leaves the island, and the world is particularly bright." Her high-pitched voice reveals endless loneliness, and the green lantern sways with her singing, and the light and shadow dance strangely on the ground. This opera seems to depict the cold scene of the Moon Palace, but it also seems to imply the loneliness of the female ghost herself.

The people in the vanguard team were startled. They thought the crisis had been resolved, but they didn't expect that even bigger troubles would follow. Fu Shaoping frowned, his eyes swept back and forth between the two female ghosts, trying to find their flaws. Nangong Wan secretly clenched the magic weapon in her hand. She knew that the appearance of these two female ghosts was not accidental, and there must be a deeper secret behind them.

The elders and monks also mobilized the spiritual power in their bodies again. The light of spiritual power flickered in the darkness, but it could not dispel the gloomy chill brought by the two female ghosts. The atmosphere at this time was more solemn than before. The two female ghosts sang opera while slowly approaching the crowd. The light of the green lantern became stronger and stronger, as if to swallow everyone in this weird vortex of light and sound.

Fu Shaoping's eyes were stern, and he took the lead in launching an attack. His figure was like lightning, and the sword in his hand instantly burst out with a strong spiritual light, stabbing at the female ghost singing Peking Opera who was closer to him. The sword cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound, and the spiritual power condensed into a sharp edge at the tip of the sword.

Nangong Wan was not to be outdone. She changed the spells in her hands quickly, and a gorgeous spiritual ribbon flew out of her hand, like a nimble spirit snake, entwining towards the female ghost singing Kunqu Opera. Wherever the ribbon went, the space was slightly distorted, emitting powerful spiritual fluctuations.

Other elders and monks also responded, and for a time, various spells intertwined. An elder cast a fire spell, and a raging fire swept towards the female ghosts. The crackling sound of the burning flames was particularly loud in the silent environment; a monk summoned an ice ridge, which shot at the female ghost like a sharp arrow under the blessing of spiritual power, and the cold breath and the heat of the flames intertwined.

Seeing this, the female ghost singing Peking Opera flashed and disappeared on the spot like a phantom, and Fu Shaoping's sword stabbed into the air. But he reacted immediately, and with his keen perception, he turned around and swung his sword again in the direction where the female ghost disappeared. A sword energy flew out of the sword, drawing a bright arc in the darkness.

The female ghost singing Kunqu Opera was not in a hurry to face Nangong Wan's ribbon attack. She gently waved the green lantern in her hand. The green lantern suddenly emitted a strong suction force, and Nangong Wan's spiritual power ribbon was pulled off the direction by this suction force. Nangong Wan snorted coldly, increased the spiritual power output, and the ribbon forcibly broke free from the suction and continued to pounce on the female ghost.

Under the joint attack of everyone, the two female ghosts gradually became unable to resist. Their figures began to become illusory, and the sound of chanting opera was no longer as coherent as before. However, they did not give up resistance, but approached each other and touched the green lanterns in their hands together.

In an instant, the light of the green lantern was very bright, forming a huge spiritual power shield that enveloped the two female ghosts. The attacks of everyone hit the shield, but only caused a ripple and could not break through. Fu Shaoping frowned, and he realized that this was not a solution, and he had to find the weakness of the shield.

He carefully observed the shield and found that every time the ghost girl sang the high notes of the opera, the light of the shield would flicker. Fu Shaoping's heart moved, and he shouted loudly: "Everyone listen to my command. When the ghost girl sings the high notes, concentrate the strongest attack on one point!" Everyone nodded and said they understood.

When the ghost girl sang the high notes again, Fu Shaoping shouted: "Now!" Everyone gathered all their spiritual power to form a super strong spiritual power beam, shooting towards the place where the shield light flickered. This time, the shield finally couldn't resist, making a crisp cracking sound, and then dissipated.

The two ghost girls were exposed to the attacks of the crowd. They let out a shrill cry, and wanted to dodge again, but it was too late. The attacks of the crowd fell on them like raindrops. In the end, the figures of the two ghost girls gradually dissipated in the darkness, and the surroundings returned to silence again.

Before everyone could fully recover from the exhaustion and tension of killing two female ghosts, the surrounding darkness was filled with chills again. Four white figures slowly emerged, like ghosts crawling out of the abyss of darkness. The four female ghosts also held green lanterns, and the green light flickered in the darkness, as if it was a ghost fire from the netherworld.

One of the female ghosts took the lead and sang Yue Opera: "A sister Lin fell from the sky, like a light cloud just emerging from the mountain." As she sang, every word turned into a soft but tenacious force, winding towards everyone like a silk thread. The silk thread seemed soft, but when it approached everyone, it burst out with a strong pulling force, trying to bind everyone.

Another female ghost sang Huangmei Opera: "I left my home to save Li Lang, but who would have thought that I would be the top scorer in the imperial examination." Her lyrics turned into spiritual power attacks in the shape of musical notes, shooting at everyone like sharp arrows. These musical note arrows were extremely fast, streaking through the air, accompanied by the melody of opera, with a unique sense of rhythm.

The third female ghost sang Qinqiang: "My ancestral home is Hancheng County, Shaanxi Province, and my home is in Xinghua Village." As soon as her lyrics came out, the air around her seemed to be compressed, forming a strong airflow that swept towards everyone. This airflow contained the majesty and tragedy of Qinqiang, and every wisp of air was like a sharp blade, cutting everyone's spiritual shield.

The last female ghost sang Pingju: "Qiao'er, I have been betrothed to the Zhao family since I was a child. How can I marry him if Zhu'er and I don't know each other?" Her lyrics turned into petal-shaped spiritual power, which seemed beautiful but hidden murderous. The petals rotated in the air, with sharp light flashing on the edges, and fell towards everyone. Wherever they went, the space was cut into tiny cracks.

The people in the vanguard team were immediately in trouble. Fu Shaoping frowned, knowing that this crisis was more difficult than before. He quickly circulated his spiritual power to form a stronger shield around his body, and shouted loudly: "Everyone be careful, these lyrics are offensive, don't take them head-on, look for flaws!" (End of this chapter)