Lord of the Night

ghost!

Fang Che had a black streak on his head.

You clearly said no just now.

He kept blowing his beard and staring, trying to cause trouble for my teaching.

Not bad now.

It's actually a ghost in one mouthful.

"But you just said no..." Fang Che felt a little aggrieved.

"Nonsense, can humans and monsters be the same?"

The old man said angrily: "Aren't you being reckless? Besides, there aren't many monsters. We may not see even one in hundreds of thousands of years."

"Well."

The old man snorted and said: "Let me tell you this, human beings are the first spiritual beings between heaven and earth, do you understand? The soul and body are integrated into one. When they exist, they are all there, and when they die, there is nothing. The so-called soul power, in the deep After the cultivator dies, the divine body may exist for a short time and be seen by others, but it will definitely not exist for a long time."

"It's like a wisp of wind between heaven and earth. After you confine the space, the wisp of wind blowing through the space you confined will naturally be trapped in it. But, is it still wind?"

The old man said: "In this way, do you understand?"

"Understood."

"After a person dies, the soul turns into a kind of power or aura, melting between heaven and earth. And there is some soul power. When the person dies, there are mass graves or Tongyou springs nearby that are very dark. When it happens, it will be attached to the past as a pure force field, but it will never be conscious."

"And the best nourishment for this kind of monster soul is these force fields, or auras."

"To put it simply, there are too many dead people or spiritual beasts in these places, which lead to strong soul power, or contact with caves in some forbidden places underground can emit power similar to ghosts, so that these souls that exist alone can Absorb nutrients, exist, and grow.”

"But this kind of situation is too rare. It may not happen once in ten thousand years. It must be a monster, it must reach a certain level, and it must die by chance. There is such a place nearby, and then it must escape without any damage. , and then it cannot be a small mass grave, it will be absorbed in a few days..."

"It's something you can meet but cannot ask for!"

Fang Che nodded silently.

Is the Golden Horned Dragon Spirit So Valuable?

This is truly unimaginable in this life.

"but……"

The old man looked a little embarrassed, coughed twice, and said: "The theory that the soul does not exist alone as I told you before is only limited to those below the Lord level... As for the above, the Holy level, will it exist? This... I don't know .I personally think there is no such thing, but don’t let me mislead you into thinking that there is no such thing.”

Fang Che's mouth twitched: What you said...

"Because this monster spirit is actually just a legend, huh, but there are more legends than people... I didn't expect it to really exist!"

The old man became more and more excited as he talked. He grabbed Fang Che and said, "Where did you find it? Where is it? Take me to see it! This kind of thing is a ghost. This... After so many years, who has really seen a ghost? ?I’m very interested!”

"..."

Fang Che was a little dizzy, raised his hand and said, "Teacher, please slow down... I have seen this thing before, but I can't tell you."

"That's true. I wouldn't tell you if it were me."

The old man understood it very well and said: "So you are looking for that kind of skill for this soul?"

"Yes. That kind of technique..."

"No!"

The old man and the old god said.

"..."

Fang Che almost vomited blood.

He said it so expertly, but the last sentence was missing.

"It's impossible!"

The old man said: "I can tell you with certainty that it is impossible to find it anywhere in the world."

"Why?"

"Why? You're a warrior and you still have the nerve to ask why? Can a living person create that kind of skill? That's a bastard! People have died and become ghosts, and you still want someone to write a book for you?"

The old man nodded Fang Che's head very hard: "Are you pretending to be shit?"

Fang Che murmured: "That legendary ghost cultivator..."

"You still know it's a legend!"

The old man blew his beard: "Some of the legends are true!"

Fang Che obeyed the training and asked humbly: "Then how should we improve this kind of thing?"

"No need to do anything, just find a few more mass graves, Tongyouquan and other places, and they will grow on their own."

The old man looked at him with strange eyes and said: "You have been in contact with the soul of this monster, and you came here to look for the technique. Have you conquered it?"

"No."

Fang Che said: "If you subdue me, I won't be here anymore."

"I don't think you have that ability. This kind of ghost can survive in the place where it grows. If you take it out, it will dissipate under the scorching sun in two days."

The old man curled his lips and said: "Unless you have a divine weapon that can hide it. Every night, let it go out to find a burial place to absorb. Otherwise, there is no chance."

"Why!"

Fang Che frowned: "Who says it's not the case? If I had a divine weapon, there would be no need to look for such illusory techniques."

"hey-hey."

The old man pondered for a long time and said: "If you are really sure that you can use it for your own use, I can suggest you to try your luck somewhere."

"Where?"

The old man frowned and thought, then said: "Ten pounds per jar, more than twenty years of iron-blooded platform, two jars is not too much, right?"

"Not too much, not too much."

The old man hesitated again.

He couldn't decide what to pay attention to for a while, and murmured to himself: "You can find that thing, and that thing is still willing to follow you. This is an opportunity... And this kind of opportunity can only be encountered but not sought. Usually when you encounter this kind of People with good luck are all people with great luck..."

He muttered: "Opportunities are opportunities and risks. It depends on your luck and whether you can withstand your risks. Is that what you mean?"

Fang Che didn't know what he was thinking about and could only wait.

After a long while, the old man said with a heavy heart: "I can tell you, but you have to promise me, don't go if you are not sure. If you want to go, you must do it in a place where everything goes smoothly and everything you wish for comes true." Only when the situation is reached can you go.”

"Because at that time, when your own luck is the strongest, you can often turn misfortune into good fortune, and adversity into good fortune."

The old man said seriously: "Don't laugh! This is not superstition or absurdity. It is fact!"

Fang Che: I'm not laughing...

"That place is in the Forest of All Spirits. There is a short mountain near the center, called the Golden Summit Mountain. It's easy to find. From a distance, the entire top of the mountain is the color of gold and shines brightly. But when you get closer, it looks flat. strange."

"Divine metal is the most abundant around that one."

"Because that mountain, the whole mountain is a magnetic field of heaven and earth. Whenever flying rocks fall from the sky, they basically land there. There are several places like this on the mainland, but the closest one is over there."

"So every year, many cloud powerhouses who are on the weapon list go to visit. If you are lucky, you can encounter divine metal."

"But it's very dangerous there. It's easy to die if you don't have the strength you used to have. Therefore, our Baiyun Martial Arts Academy can only go to that kind of place at a certain time, with the big boss leading the team and gathering the experts."

"But every time I get nothing."

"And I... I just encountered bad luck when I went there... From now on, I can only read in this classics room."

The old man's voice was a little desolate.

Fang Che's heart was shaken.

How serious is it for such a team of masters to encounter misfortune? Although it was such a bad luck, Baiyun Martial Arts Academy had never heard of huge attrition.

Then... someone must have resisted. Who withstood it?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but tremble in my heart.

It seems that this old man was also a famous figure before.

"The place has told you. If you want to go and when, please discuss it with your instructor. As for the wine, there is no need to give it to me now. It won't be too late to give it to me when you get back."

"You go."

The old man had infinite loneliness on his face, and there were memories in his eyes.

It seems to remind me of the stormy years of those years.

That kind of nostalgia and decadence.

"Let's go, why don't you go?!"

The old man suddenly cursed angrily.

Then he raised his head to drive away, but was shocked to find that Fang Che had disappeared.

Turns out he’s gone!

The old man suddenly became furious: "What the hell! Another heartless person!"

He turned around bitterly, staggered to sit on the armchair, and murmured: "He disappeared immediately after receiving the news. There is no good thing! As expected, there is no good thing!"

He closed his eyes angrily.

Never watch again.

After a long while, someone suddenly pushed the door open and came in. The old man closed his eyes and said angrily: "Who is it? Get out! It's closed today!"

But I heard a familiar voice laughing: "Teacher."

It was actually the kid from before.

The old man was so angry that he stood up as soon as he opened his eyes, preparing to go crazy.

But at a glance, he saw that Fang Che's two hands were holding a big bag, and inside, there were wine jars.

Ten jars of wine.

"That's all there is in that store."

Fang Che said: "Teacher, drink first and then talk after you finish."

The old man forced himself to calm down and said: "I told you to die, why did you buy so much wine?"

"This is my chance."

Fang Che put down the wine and said: "Meeting the teacher is also an opportunity for me. And it may not mean death. Anyway, my cultivation is low now, so I won't take risks. But since the opportunity exists, I will wait until the future."

"But now, without any hindrance, I'll treat the teacher to a drink."

"Teacher, I'll take my leave now, and you should go to bed early."

The old man murmured: "There is too much wine, I only want two jars."

Fang Che bowed and saluted, turned away, walked to the door, and said softly: "In so many years, Baiyun Martial Arts Academy has never heard of the death of a teacher. This is a miracle. Only today did I know that since it is a miracle, there are miracles. Those who created it took on everything.”

"Teacher, you are the one who creates miracles."

"You deserve the best wine in the world."

Fang Che disappeared at the door.

The beaded door curtain fell, making a rustling sound and swinging back and forth.

The old man stood blankly.

Not moving for a long time.

I just feel like my throat is being choked and I can't even cough out.

My heart felt hot.

By the time he came to his senses and wanted to say something, the door curtain had stopped shaking.

He sat down on the chair, stroking the wine jar with one hand, and after a moment he cursed: "You bastard! You deliberately disturbed my mood!"

He was cursing and smiling, but his eyes were red.

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