Junior Brother Please Don’T Cultivate

Boom, boom! The violent thunder and lightning sounded in the black area several kilometers away.

At a glance, the whole world was in a dark tone, dilapidated.

The mountains and rivers are broken, the land is cracked, the rivers and seas are dry, and the magma is rolling. This environment is not generally bad. A scene of the declining world after the end. Standing in this scene, there is a feeling of mourning.

Through the strong gust of wind, one can see the darkened house that flashes of silver light, splitting the sky into several pieces, and at the same time illuminating the dark house.

From a distance, the mysterious house probably occupies an area of ​​at least tens of kilometers. Basically, it can be regarded as the size of a small city. What a huge project!

I don't know which dynasty in the ancient times would build such a majestic building in such a cloud of desert mist. It is hard to imagine how much manpower, material resources and time it would take at that time.

This huge city tower is indeed an incredible place! Is this the place where the secret realm is inherited?

This conjecture aroused a lot of interest in Chen Ming. Watching the wind in the distance, like a blue ocean tsunami, constantly swallowing and hitting the castle, the light in the castle flashed like nothing. The mysterious breath rushed towards Chen Ming, guiding him to find out.

The team behind them turned from disdain to fear at Chen Ming. Although they did not want to admit it, they were still very honest. They decided to follow Chen Ming all the way, thinking that this person must be a strange person. If it is an adventure along the way If you encounter any misfortune, it is considered that someone is in front of it.

The castle was only a few kilometers away, but it allowed Chen Ming to walk one day and one night. There was a cry of Demonic Beasts in the bushes nearby. The sound was just a low-level little beast, and Chen Ming didn't pay attention to it.

There was no lightning and thunder on the castle. Instead, a group of dim crows circled and quacked, the sound of flapping wings pierced the sky strangely, and a group of bats emerging from nowhere were scared everywhere. Dispersed, disturbing the gadfly in the secret place, and the entire sky suddenly became chaotic.

Chen Ming looked dizzy for a while, and the screams of the birds made him feel harsh. Is this old castle so welcoming? It's too rude.

Chen Ming became more careful as he approached the castle. The gloomy aura is obviously getting stronger and stronger, as if an unknown force is secretly playing a game with own vitality.

Before entering the castle, there is a dark and long mysterious corridor. Along the corridor stands tall statues, each of which is nearly five meters high.

The statue... Chen Ming was a little shocked, the countdown sound in his ear unexpectedly came uninvited at this moment.

Tiao, there is no bell on this statue, so I must be stunned.

Around the statue are some ancient trees in a mess, some even grow to a hundred meters, almost straight into the sky. The half-round bright moon seemed to rise from the back of the old castle, and everything seemed even more eerie and terrifying under the light yellow of this faint resentment.

Chen Ming began to set foot on the first-level ladder of this ancient castle. Without a trace of defense, he suddenly seemed to have been discovered, and there was a powerful Ghost Qi rushing toward his face.

Chen Ming was shocked by this breath, and the whole person was blown back several steps.

Not to mention the others, they were scraped a hundred meters away. Chen Ming sank and walked up again. At this time, it was as if he had alarmed an old ghost in the castle. Ghost Qi surged in the entire castle, and a gust of wind blew freely around him. Chen Ming's flowing hair was at this time. Dancing wildly like countless black snakes.

His whole body swayed from left to right in this Ghost Qi, his body trembling unceasingly, as if he would be caught in this gust of wind at any time. Not to mention the others, floating in the air one after another, letting the wind swept wanton.

In the darkness, ghost hands with gloomy lights stretched out to those people. They kept screaming and opened their eyes, only to find that the ghost claws that were about to pinch their own ghost claws suddenly disappeared.

The air was torn apart by the speed of the ghost claws again and again, making a harsh sound. However, the endless eerie Ghost Qi around the body did not mean to stop, but became more manic, a terrifying and strange coercion over Chen Ming Slowly rising around him.

Ordinary people couldn't bear this coercion at all. Chen Ming watched the ghostly shadows flooding over the sky, laughed, and walked up the steps again, this time he was muttering words.

These ghosts must be invisible, and let him know that he is a real person, he will definitely be more afraid, just use some handprints and overdo them.

The hand lifted, the sword fell, The next moment, strands of the dead soul's brain serum floated out of the body, and then turned into a trace of gas, floating towards the sky, the dead soul seemed to be grateful to Chen Ming.

"It is a person who is more capable of paying homage to the image of Ksitigarbha in three or seven days, chanting its name all over a thousand times, and acknowledging that it is the living world of the family member; or in the dream, it is a human being, in the world, seeing the family members. As for the thousand days, Bodhisattva should send the ghosts and gods to the land, protect them for life, live richly in food and clothing, free from all sufferings, and even unavoidable things, let alone the body."

Chen Ming kept talking in his mouth, and the speed was getting faster and faster. At the same time, he buckled a handprint with his palm, and finally turned into a "degree". The dead souls of those big ghosts and little ghosts suddenly seemed to have encountered a wind eye. , Was constantly absorbed by this handprint.

The ghosts that were sucked in let out a series of low-pitched wailing. Chen Ming couldn't hear what they were talking about. He just buckled the word "degree" on the handprints on the bodies of these Hun and Po one by one, and then this Hun and Po turned into black smoke, was photographed by golden light, and finally disappeared between heaven and earth.

Although the ghosts disappeared one by one, at the beginning, the Ghost Qi slowly faded away, and the wind became smaller and smaller. Those figures floating in the air fell to the ground with a "dang~dang~". Everyone's ass seemed to be burned by the fire at this time.

They looked at Chen Ming in surprise, except for a hint of messy hair, the whole person was safe, as if these ghosts still respected him especially.

Damn, they are all human beings, and they are all transmitted from other secret realms to this ghost place. Why is there such a big difference? We are wounded and killed one by one, and we are simply unable to fight against this Ghost Qi, and it will be difficult to survive. He can mingle with everything here, easily.

The team of people has now turned from fear to worship of Chen Ming, and they are simply following willingly, although Chen Ming has never caught them. They are also willing to be his little brother!

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