Starting My Cultivation With Immortality

At sunset, a sudden heavy fog caught everyone off guard.

"Ah, I'm so sleepy..."

"Go to bed early, there's still an eighty-mile march tomorrow."

"It would be better if we could fight that Ulan kid tomorrow, uh..."

"It's weird to fight in this army. My whole body is sore. It's obviously more tiring when I farm in my hometown..."

The soldiers of the Dingbo Army who had just finished their meal felt their eyelids were fighting, and a deep sense of sleepiness struck. The after-effects of marching for days seemed to strike in an instant.

Many soldiers couldn't hold on any longer, and they got back to the tent and fell asleep.

The tens of thousands of troops did not hold on for even half an hour, so they all fell asleep.

Even the central army tent, which was originally brightly lit, gradually disappeared.

Yunsu's consciousness swept away and found that the tens of thousands of troops were all attacked without exception. Even the children of Jianghu, who were usually superior to others, did not escape. Some of them drooled and fell to the ground. Without doing it, he fell asleep.

Half an hour ago, the Dingbo army camp was full of people, but now there are only four people awake.

In addition to Yun Su and Ji Ping, there is also the elder Bai Ji, who led the team down the mountain from Wushan Sword Palace this time.

Of the 50,000-odd people, only four were left sober.

"Brother Zhang, this, this..."

It was still very lively just now, the crowd was full of voices, and the crowded army camp instantly became dead silent.

Ji Ping only felt that his hands and feet were cold. He had never seen such a strange thing before. Even if the long sword in his hand was cold, he couldn't suppress the fear in his heart.

In his opinion, if the enemy attacked at night at this moment, the Dingbo army would not be slaughtered by anyone, or even a child of a few years old could kill a soldier with a knife.

"Don't be impatient."

Yunsu naturally saw that these white mists that filled the mountains and forests were not poisonous and harmless, but they incorporated a spell that could induce hallucinations.

He took a sip, as if smelling a familiar smell.

"It seems that it is the means of people in the ghost realm."

It's just that I don't know if the other party is a ghost, or a cultivator who practices the way of ghosts.

The caster hides in the forest and stirs the clouds and mist, and then integrates the ghost magic of the yin attribute into the mist, which is impossible for ordinary people to resist.

However, this kind of large-scale magic that can cover tens of thousands of people cannot be done by ordinary monks. Yunsu guessed that this method was originally a kind of method such as the strange and unpredictable ghost way, and it also took advantage of the twilight weather and the geographical advantage of the mountains and forests. , as well as the people who attacked, and the good opportunity for the yin qi to rise more at night, and finally chose the most exhausting moment after the army marched for eight consecutive days.

However, the difficulty of performing this method is still not small. It is likely that some kind of formation was arranged, or a special magic weapon was used to activate it.

The army is stationed there, the security is heavily guarded, and there are countless bow and crossbow and martial arts masters.

The truly powerful ones directly sneaked into the central army and killed He Ruiming, and the Dingbo army would be leaderless.

It's just that his strength might not be good, and secondly, he is probably worried that the movement will be too big, which will attract the sword cultivators of the Sushan Sword Sect a few days ago. Only dare to take advantage of the night, hide in a dirty corner, and act secretly.

It is rare for Yunsu to make such a long trip. If he was flying through the clouds and driving the fog, he would have traveled about 100,000 miles even if he stopped flying in eight days. Now facing the strange white fog that came slowly, he felt that he had to wait for eight days. Time is also worth it.

In the past few days, he has been sinking his spiritual consciousness into the longevity cloud platform every day to cultivate, hoping to achieve Consummation. The immortal decree of immortality is important, and the cultivation of the Tao is equally important. After this matter is over, it is necessary to find a treasure land to break through to the realm of deity.

"Hey, that's Senior Brother Baiji and Swordsman Wuming."

The small hill where the two of them were located was originally higher. I saw two people in the camp sneaked into the central army tent under the cover of the night.

"The two of them are here to protect General He."

Ji Ping could only see two figures, but Yun Su could see it clearly. The two entered the Chinese army tent and protected He Ruiming and the others, and surrounded them in the middle.

One holds the sword and the other catches the sword, setting up a battle that is waiting for the battle.

The ghost fog that can't be dispelled, the living people that can't be awakened, these are beyond the understanding of the two of them, but they also know that protecting the leading general can be regarded as fulfilling their duty.

Wuming is not affected, naturally because his martial arts have reached the innate, which is not expected by the people who are behind the scenes.

Baiji of Wushan Sword Palace, although the martial arts cultivation base is not low, but can maintain a trace of clarity, mainly because there is a sword intent similar to Ji Ping in the body.

This Wushan Sword Palace is a holy place of martial arts on the bright side, but it acts in a low-key manner, but it also takes care of the disciples who come down the mountain.

Although Ji Ping's cultivation base was lower than that of Baiji, he also had sword intent in his body, and when he was with Yunsu, Bai Wu automatically avoided it when he was still a dozen feet away.

Time gradually passed, and after about half an hour, there were still no thieves breaking into the camp, but Ji Ping's situation was a bit wrong.

"Hey~ Big Brother Zhang, good, good reng, good, very cold..."

Ji Ping only felt that his body was getting colder and colder. Although the white mist was more than ten meters away, a strange cold made him shiver, and his teeth were shaking.

That kind of cold is different from the severe cold in winter, it seems to be cold from the heart.

Ever since I went to Wushan Sword Palace and practiced swordsmanship, I have never felt this kind of strange cold, but when I was a child, I occasionally had the same experience when I was walking at night with adults.

Yunsu was calm, however, and took a deep breath into the white mist. All kinds of memories flooded into her mind, and she finally remembered the cause and effect.

On the night of entering the Dao, when the female ghost came to the door, she seemed to have such a feeling.

At that time, I only thought it was a ghost press, but now that I think about it, the various feelings before the ghost press, and the hazy atmosphere, are somewhat similar to the situation tonight.

It was just that night, there was no white fog lingering in the Xuanmu Sect, but hidden in the white fog, what was about to come had a similar aura.

This point was caught by Yunsu, and after a little scrutiny and careful calculation, naturally there was no escape.

On the top of Yao Mountain, the female ghost who sucked Yangshou, Yunsu thought about it later, it was actually very unusual.

When he met the female ghost for the first time, he was still a mortal person, and he didn't know the depth of the other party.

With the higher the cultivation level, the deeper the Taoism, and the more knowledge, Yunsu realized that he could enter the Tao overnight. There are not only the reasons for immortality and longevity, but also the factors of longevity cloud platform. There are many flukes, but more The strength of the female ghost is indispensable.

Ordinary ghosts, such as ghosts and ghosts, although they can also absorb yang life and lick yang qi, most of them come from instinct. People with slightly stronger yang qi can directly kill them with yang qi.

And the ghosts who eat Yangshou will be much stronger in stealing Yangqi, but they will not be much stronger than Lonely Ghosts.

There are many records in the book that someone is haunted by ghosts, often a few days in a short time, and a few months in a long time before the sun is exhausted and dead, and can not simply rely on smoking, but also need to be supplemented by some means, many skills, choose some special ones. Scenes, such as the bed at night after the lights are out.

But the female ghost that night was obviously not. She took it when she came up. Calculated according to the lifespan of a mortal, it would only take half a cup of tea to drain a mortal.

Not only is she good at inhaling Shou Yuan and licking Yang Qi, but she can also quickly transform it into her own.

All of this shows that the female ghost knows some kind of ghost cultivation method, or has been raised and trained by an expert in the ghost realm, so that it is possible to create that kind of miracle.

Therefore, Yunsu has been paying attention to it secretly later, and he has also spoken out from the mouth of the city god, but he has not received any information about the ghostly masters near Yuyang, and he has not even heard of the entire Yangzhou Prefecture~www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It seems that the female ghost that night just happened to pass by Yaoshan.

With the deepening of his cultivation, Yunsu didn't take that old thing to heart for a while. He didn't expect that tonight, he was going straight and found clues.

"You have a special sword intent in your body, and it is enough to resist the cold when you carry it. If you want to help the two of them, just go."

"Yes, Brother Zhang."

When Ji Ping heard the words, he used his inner strength and touched that sword intent. He only felt a sharp edge dissipate from his body, the chill gradually dissipated, and it became a little warmer.

He is not worried about Yunsu, but has a feeling that this senior's strength is unfathomable, perhaps stronger than that unknown swordsman.

An afterimage flashed past, and Ji Ping entered the central army tent. When the two saw that he was here, they whispered a few words through the voice transmission, and then the three of them defended each other.

Not long after, Yunsu saw ghosts flickering in the white fog, and saw countless female ghosts of the same color floating from the thick fog, the strange aura on their bodies, and the female ghosts that Yaoshan met the night they entered the Dao. , very similar, except that the female ghost is much stronger than these female ghosts.

Hundreds of female ghosts did not rush to attack these sleeping soldiers. Instead, they wandered in the camp, sniffing here, sniffing there, as if they were looking for something, and they seemed to be stealing yang energy.

"what!"

Yunsu moved slightly, only to see a blood-red sedan flying in the sky, eight female ghosts in front of them spreading flowers, and eight more female ghosts singing some kind of scary tune, and finally eight male ghosts carried it. Big sedan.

The female ghost in the sedan chair has long hair covering her face, her body is solid, and she is dressed as a nobleman.

The red sedan floated up, and all the ghosts didn't fly with ghost bodies, but ordered the red sedan, a ghost weapon, to fall to the ground in front of the central army tent.