I have an eternal eye

Zhang Biao frowned, sensing something was wrong.

The female voice, confusing the mind... many signs made him think that it was an old thing that had become a spirit and was causing trouble, sucking people's energy.

If it is not a good material for refining weapons, then suppress it and use it to feed Yueying, which is also a good harvest.

But the situation in front of me is obviously different.

The old thing has become a spirit and has wisdom. Although it can harm others, it is easily frightened. If you see him coming in, you may have fled long ago.

But now, this evil thing is not afraid at all. Instead, it makes a sinister wind blow and evil thoughts come to his face.

Wow…

In the main hall, the tables, chairs and benches suddenly shook, and plum vases, wine bottles, and teacups all rose into the air and flew towards him.

Zhang Biao dodged to the left and right, waved his sword to push away all of them, then took out the Nuo mask beam and put it on his head.

It's so gloomy, it's probably a ghost.

Sure enough, through Nuo's face Jiangliang, he immediately saw the appearance of the ghost.

Mr. Chen was suspended in the air, with a figure floating on his body, dressed in tattered palace clothes, with gray hair like fluffy grass, like a rotting corpse of a palace maid.

Red threads appeared on his pale and swollen face, and they were inserted into Mr. Chen's forehead, twisting continuously.

What the hell is this...

Zhang Biao looked horrified, and his spiritual eyes were moving.

Ghost (yellow level one)

1. The dead who fell into the spirit world due to obsession are attached to ancient artifacts. They harbor resentments during their lifetime and like to entangle men and suck their blood.

2. The ghost uses attached objects as a medium, can travel through the spirit world, and can perform tricks: controlling objects, enchanting people, fearing sunlight and flames, and the strongest things.

3. Attachment is its weakness.

4. Your Majesty, I still want to see you...

Zhang Biao was shocked.

It turns out to be a 鬽!

This thing is different from old things becoming spirits. One is that old things give birth to spirits, and the other is that ghosts attach themselves to the objects.

No wonder he is so vicious.

Phew~

Seeing him dodge, the heavy Eight Immortals Table and Grand Master's Chair roared up and hit him hard.

Trickery: Controlling objects.

Ghosts are invisible. The unconscious Mr. Chen was able to hang in the air without doubt because of this trick.

Zhang Biao did not retreat but advanced. He hid his sword across his waist, rushed forward with a T-step, twisted his body and suddenly lifted up.

Click!

The sword flashed and the Eight Immortals Table split into two pieces. Zhang Biao jumped out from the fragments of the wooden table.

At the same time, the ghost also slowly turned its head, revealing a swollen and pale face, with dark eyes flashing red.

Zhang Biao felt dizzy in his head.

Trickery: Fascination!

He was already very familiar with the technique and had already taken precautions when the Three Yang True Fire suddenly rose.

At the same time, the ecstasy mirror in his hand was raised.

The red light in the ghost's eyes dissipated, and it was obvious that he had also been enchanted by the magic trick, and became dull for a moment.

Snap!

The young master of the Chen family lost control and fell heavily to the ground. He groaned and then stopped moving.

Mom, it’s not like she’s dead.

Zhang Biao ignored him and held a Yin Talisman bead in his hand, chanting a ghost curse.

The opponent knows the enchantment trick, and the enchantment mirror obviously cannot be controlled for long. The casting of Hell Fire is too slow, so the Yin Curse is most suitable.

Sure enough, the red light appeared in the eyes of the ghost again.

But before she could make any move, Zhang Biao's evil spell had been released.

I saw the Yin Talisman's beads buzzing and trembling, the wind was strong all around, and it was cold, and a black smoke roared out, hitting the ghost just in time.

Zhang Biao used both feet to push forward.

He has not been idle these days. He has practiced various spells proficiently and can perform them at will.

Originally, this situation would have been followed by a shot of Hellfire, but Zhang Biao had a better idea.

Ignite it with the help of the Three Yang True Fire above your head.

There is no other way. Xuanyang Sect's bamboo-armor flying sword and other magical weapons have been lost, so we can only use this stupid method.

However, something unexpected happened.

The sinister curse in the ghost's body suddenly twisted, and with a shrill scream, it dissipated instantly.

Went out?

Zhang Biao was stunned, but then he realized something was wrong.

The other party returned to the spirit world through the attachment!

"Moon Shadow, find something!"

Zhang Biao shouted, and a black cat suddenly appeared on the ground, running with deft steps behind the screen on the right.

Yueying is a spirit with no flesh and blood body. Although she does not have an excellent sense of smell, she is extremely sensitive to Yin Qi.

Behind!

Zhang Biao came behind the screen with a quick stride.

The moonlight is dim,

A horizontal knife buzzed and trembled on the wall.

It turns out to be this thing.

The weakness of the ghost is very obvious. As long as the thing it is attached to is destroyed, even if it is in the spirit world, it will disappear.

Clang!

Just as he was about to take action, he saw the horizontal sword coming out of its sheath, a cold light flashing, going straight to his forehead.

Damn, you still play with flying swords!

Zhang Biao was startled and dodged an iron bridge, then turned around and stood up.

Whoosh!

The horizontal knife also turned around and turned back again.

Zhang Biao sneered and waved his knife.

clang!

There was a crisp sound, and the knife was inserted into the beam, buzzing and trembling, making it difficult to pull out.

A real flying sword, powerful and fierce.

This thing is just a trick used by the ghost to control objects. If you are prepared, any good martial artist can avoid it.

Without any obstacles, Zhang Biao immediately used the Dark Fire Technique.

The blue flames rose up, and the horizontal knife buzzed and trembled. Accompanied by the shrill screams, the Yin Qi disappeared.

Bang, clang!

The beam was burnt black, and the horizontal knife became loose and fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

This thing is not broken!

Zhang Biao's eyes lit up and his spiritual vision moved.

Ancient Sword Mo Wen (Yellow Level 1)

1. An ancient sword from the Daye Dynasty three hundred years ago. It was forged by Taoist priests in Xuandu Temple from meteorite iron. It became famous in the world and was hidden in the palace. It was later stolen and buried in a tomb.

2. The ancient sword is attached to the ghost. Although it is blocked by the spiritual world and it is difficult for the ghost to appear, it has been tempered by the influence of the spiritual world all year round.

3. Holding this knife, you can use tricks: control objects. Using blood as a guide can bless one's own magical powers.

4. Swing your sword to cut off thoughts, don’t ask about cause and effect...

It turns out to be this knife!

Zhang Biao was excited and reached out to pick up the long knife, but saw that the blade was as cold as autumn water and sharp.

This knife has quite a lot of background.

He often listened to books in teahouses since he was a child. There was a strange knight in the Daye Dynasty named Chen Buhui.

More importantly, he studied martial arts in the holy land of martial arts, Xuandu Guan, and made him famous.

At that time, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was not evident, so most of the Taoists in Xuandu Temple used special methods, but they probably did not expect that this sword would be attached to ghosts in the spiritual world.

Using blood as a guide, you can bless your own magical powers...

Zhang Biao's heart moved, he bit his fingertip and slowly traced it along the blade.

puff!

The three yang true fires ignited behind him.

At the same time, the traces of blood on the blade also ignited with blazing real fire, illuminating the surrounding area with uncertain light and darkness.

"Hahaha!"

Zhang Biao was overjoyed and waved his fire knife. In an instant, a fire dragon spun around him.

At the same time as the blood refining, he was also familiar with the trickery contained in the ancient sword Mo Wen, and he used his mind to guide it and threw it out with his hand.

Whoosh!

A fire dragon roared out, swirled in the air, and flew back into his hand.

"Good baby!"

Zhang Biao couldn't help but shout lowly.

This thing is not as good as the Xuanyang Sect Flying Sword. Every time it is blessed with the Three Yang True Fire, it has to bleed, but it is undoubtedly an exquisite magic weapon.

Clang!

The dragon roared and sheathed the sword.

Zhang Biao swayed slightly and felt dizzy.

This move is fierce and much easier to use than Hell Fire, but it consumes too much. In a short period of time, all the true energy in the body is empty.

It seems that it cannot be used easily.

In any case, with this treasure, you will have the power to fight back when facing big ghosts such as the witch temple witch.

Zhang Biao felt happy and stepped forward to sniff Mr. Chen's breath. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and strode out.

Looking at the anxious face of the old lady Chen, Zhang Biao said in a deep voice: "The evil spirits inside have been eliminated, but the essence and blood are depleted and need to be rested for a long time. The evil spirit is this ancient sword. I want to take it away and suppress it."

"It is indeed this thing!"

Old Mrs. Chen said angrily: "My son believed that nonsense and spent a lot of money to buy it. He also said it was a treasured sword dug out of an ancient tomb. It is indeed an unknown object..."

"Don't touch the bright objects in the tomb."

Cui Laodao took over the conversation, "Old Taoist knows a doctor who can be introduced to Madam, so don't bother Tai Sui Immortal Master."

Zhang Biao nodded, left with the knife, and quickly disappeared into the darkness...

…

The next day, the sky was slightly bright.

In the small courtyard of Anzhenfang, after Zhang Biao drank medicine and stood at the stake, he started practicing the thirty-four soul-severing sword passed down from his family.

When I first got the sword, I became more and more happy as I looked at it.

For a moment, the light of the sword flashed in the small courtyard.

After practicing his knife twice, he returned home and took out a jar from the cellar in the backyard.

After opening it, there were the bones of the White Bone Demon inside.

Picking up a Yin Fuliu Bead, the bones seemed to wake up, trembling non-stop, and the jar made a clanging sound when touched.

It seems that the resentment has not dissipated yet...

Zhang Biao was not in a hurry and hid the jar again.

Refining magic weapons is not a one-time effort. Not only have the materials not been collected yet, but such magic weapons also have to be refined in the spirit world, which is very troublesome.

Boom, boom, boom!

Just after breakfast, there was a knock on the door.

When I went out, I saw it was Yang Zhuo.

He looked like he hadn't slept all night, his face was a little swollen, and his expression was full of anxiety, "Brother Zhang, let's go quickly, the delivery is ready over there."

Zhang Biao was stunned, "It can't be said tomorrow, why did it happen earlier?"

"Something happened last night."

Yang Zhuo looked around and said in a low voice: "Those fools from Qingfeng Summit robbed the grain store at night. Unexpectedly, it was all empty."

"The rich households and dignitaries in the capital are frantically harvesting grain. The common people cannot buy grain, fearing that trouble will arise..."