Starting My Cultivation With Immortality

"This way of change is really easy to use."

Yunsu put away the white flocculent ball that contained countless ghosts, and let those vicious ghosts hysterically plead, threaten, and roar inside.

When this ten-mile radius was turned into purgatory, how sinister and sinister they were, and how filthy and pitiful they are now.

Cause and effect are good for reincarnation, but who have you ever forgiven?

After a while, these ghosts became muddleheaded and quieted down. Even the most vicious red-clothed ghost girl became a beast to be slaughtered by others. She could only think in her heart that the mighty Ghost King would come earlier. save yourself.

In the big tent of the Central Army, the three people who were trapped in the Inner Demon Realm also woke up one after another. Without the female ghosts in white, the final difficulty of the Inner Demon Realm was greatly reduced.

Yunsu used his supernatural powers to collect these ferocious ghosts, which was a chance for them in disguise.

"Brother Zhang! Hey, where are those ghosts?"

Ji Ping's long sword held a sword flower in his hand, smashing the illusion, and then opened his eyes and saw Yunsu present, and suddenly felt a little more relieved. It is extremely dangerous, and it must be this unfathomable senior who came to the rescue.

Elder Baiji also got up and took Ji Ping to pay tribute to Yunsu.

"Wushan Sword Palace Baiji (Ji Ping), thank you for your life-saving grace."

The three of them guarded the central army tent together. They almost fell into a fantasy state together, and then woke up together. After waking up, countless ghosts in the tent had disappeared. No one knew that it was related to the swordsman who called himself Zhang Yifan standing in front of him. .

In their opinion, this person has an unfathomable martial arts cultivation base, has a special aura, and is taciturn. Along the way, he never seemed to be moved by external things, and he did not deliberately make friends with anyone.

Especially the swordsman Wuming in the innate realm was even more astonished in his heart.

If Elder Baiji and Ji Ping only knew that there were many ghosts in the central army tent, he had already reached the innate realm, and just now he could clearly feel that some kind of strange change had taken place in the entire camp.

Neither Bai Ji nor Ji Ping knew that the nameless martial arts cultivation had reached the innate realm. But Wuming knew what he knew, and he had already done his best.

At the last moment of falling into a coma, he couldn't even perish with those white-robed ghosts, so he fell into a fantasy realm.

And the senior in front of him, who is not showing off the mountains or the water, can reverse the crisis by himself.

"There are people outside people, and there are days outside the sky. It turns out that on the road of a warrior, a mountain is higher than a mountain."

The swordsman Wuming walked the rivers and lakes this time and joined the Dingbo Army. He also wanted to practice martial arts for a lifetime and be invincible in middle age. It was time to do something earth-shattering.

He was born in a butcher, and his family died in bandit chaos. After losing his right arm for some reason, he obtained a scrap of swordsmanship by chance. At the age of 41, he finally cultivated into an invincible sword.

After completing his swordsmanship, he went into seclusion for a few years, and his internal strength, which was also obtained from the incomplete scrolls, was finally completed and entered into the innate.

In this lifetime, Wuming has traveled to many places, and has experienced all kinds of hardships in the world, including joys and sorrows, hunger and cold.

Originally thought that the world is so big that you can go anywhere, and the three or five hundred rivers and lakes players are not your opponents. If you go to the battlefield, as long as you don’t stand there motionless, you will be shot by the giant bows like the mountains and tsunamis. He has absolute confidence in slaughtering more than a thousand Ulan cavalry.

However, in the face of endless evil spirits and ghosts, Wuming felt the innate martial arts that he was proud of for the first time, and he was still far from it.

In this world, there really are ghosts and gods.

"Tian Hua, the broken sword, thank you for your life-saving grace. If you are dispatched in the future, Tian Hua will have nothing to say."

This one-armed swordsman is not without a name, but because he feels that the world is huge, he has traveled to many state capitals, and defeated countless famous scholars.

After I was in danger just now, I realized that the sky is very high and the earth is very thick, but my mood is different.

"After Baiji returns to the mountain, he will definitely report this matter to the Palace Master of Mingjian Palace, and then discuss how to thank the senior for his life-saving grace and the righteousness of turning the tide."

"Brother Zhang, we Jian Gong have always liked to make friends with chivalrous and courageous people like you. When you come to Wushan in the future, Ji Pingding will personally be your guide."

Baiji knows some secrets of the Sword Palace. In his opinion, this senior has done a great favor to the heavens. This person owes a lot to the public and private. If you can invite him to the Sword Palace, I can only be considered worthy of this kindness by asking the immortal palace master to give me some opportunities.

In the eyes of the three of them, this is not only a life-saving grace, but also a blessing in disguise, their mood has been greatly improved, and the road to martial arts will definitely be much smoother in the future.

If the three of them were defeated just now, the final fate of the more than 50,000 Dingbo army and Chinese army generals could be imagined.

"Everyone's intentions are under the leadership. Just now, it's just a little effort, don't take it too seriously. Now the crisis is only temporarily over, you wake up the others first and strengthen your vigilance."

Yunsu still has things to do. If it's a little later, the Red-clothed Ghost Girl's accomplices will probably realize that something is wrong and run away.

"Senior, how should we wake up these soldiers..."

Bai Ji helped a soldier beside him, took a breath, and it was fine, but after shaking it, he didn't wake up, and he regained a trace of true energy, but he still didn't respond.

Yunsu took out a talisman paper, flicked it lightly, and flew into Ji Ping's hand.

"Burn this talisman, add the talisman ashes to hot water for everyone to take, just take a sip, drive away the evil cold qi in the body, and then you can wake up."

"Yes!"

Originally, Yunsu could cast a spell to wake up more than 50,000 people at one time, but the movement would be too loud, and it was likely to scare away the ghosts and ghosts in the dark. Boiling water and burning talismans was the easiest way.

This talisman was written by Yunsu himself. It has the power of mantra to exorcise evil spirits and cure diseases. It is melted into thousands of kilograms of hot water, which is enough for tens of thousands of people to get rid of the remaining evil spirits and ghosts in their bodies. .

After speaking, he raised his sword and walked out of the central army tent. After a few steps, he disappeared and disappeared into the forest.

Yunsu controlled his external cultivation to the level of the Pill Transformation Stage, but secretly his consciousness was like a net, like a sieve, sifting through the mountains and forests one by one.

Just now when he caught the ghost girl in red, she faintly felt that there was a trace of psychic power on her body.

A cultivator in the spirit-transforming realm has a powerful spiritual sense, which can be used as a means of attack, as well as tracking and exploration, with infinite magical uses. But the monks in the great realm of entraining Qi do not have such a powerful consciousness.

They often practice some methods such as mind and spirit power, which can also play a similar role, but they are far worse than the powerful spiritual consciousness of the cultivators in the spiritual realm.

Yunsu didn't destroy that ray of thought power, but pulled it away from the red-clothed female ghost. He could vaguely deduce that the person behind the scenes was not too far away, but the position was changing all the time.

Suddenly, this ray of thought power turned into nothingness and lost its effectiveness.

At this time, Yunsu had just searched the mountains and forests in a radius of ten miles, and could not find any trace.

At this moment, there was a faint sound of the piano, which seemed to be very close, but also seemed to be very far away, unpredictable.

The sound of the piano cannot be heard by ordinary people, nor by living people, nor by ordinary practitioners.

However, Yunsu heard it and happened to understand it. He was going to spend a lot of time searching, but he just followed the sound of the piano to find it.

This qin sound, like ten thousand ghosts in unison, like a ghostly echo, but it is a undead song.

It was also a coincidence. When Yunsu was cultivating, he heard a similar sound in the underworld, but it was a rhythm naturally formed in the underworld.

And this qin sound was played by cultivators, and it was specially used to communicate with ghosts.

The person behind that must have used the second method because the time for the effect of the power of thought has come.

……

More than fifty miles away, in a hidden cave on a cliff.

An old man in brocade clothes is playing the piano, the tail of the piano is charred black, and a handsome ghost slave is standing beside him.

The sound of the qin was condensed but not scattered. Some of the qin sounds were heading towards Weiyuan City, while others scattered leisurely and disappeared into the mountains and forests in all directions.

Yunsu hid her figure and hid in the purple clouds and auspicious clouds. Following the ray of the undead piano, she found this cliff cave fifty miles away in a short time.

"The sound of the piano can communicate not only with ghosts fifty miles away, but also with nearby ghosts dozens of miles away. As his eyeliner, if there is a slight disturbance, the person will run away."

Yun Su measured the old man who was playing the piano. His cultivation base had already reached the realm of transforming pills, which was a lot worse than that of the Qianling Cult Master and the old woman of the Antarctic Heavenly Palace. Still hundreds of years away.

This man is thin, his cheekbones are protruding, and his body is full of sinister energy. The most strange thing is that there are countless grievances and grievances emerging between the breaths, but he is completely fearless. , Countless souls were sometimes inhaled by him, and sometimes spit out, with pain on their faces and silent miserable howls.

His eyes are the same as that of the red-clothed ghost princess, they have four pupils, and the two small pupils are much more condensed than the red-clothed ghost princess.

"It seems that this person is the ghost king that the ghost girl in red never forgets."

Yun Su was about to start when he heard the handsome-faced ghost slave speak.

I saw him tugging at the corner of the old man's clothes, and said in an extremely disgusting sissy tone:

"Master Ghost King, this Ghost Princess is too uneasy to do things. According to the plan, she should have succeeded, but she has not sent anyone to report back, nor responded to the voice of the undead."

The brocade-clothed old man known as the Ghost King stretched out his hand and tapped it lightly. He stopped the sound of the piano and snorted softly, "You always like to compete with her, so you said that on purpose. Ghost Princess, something may have happened."

"Something happened? Although Ghost Princess has a mediocre level of cultivation, she has Huangquan Banners that you personally refined by Ghost King, thousands of white-clothed ghost slaves, and countless evil ghosts. Could it be that she can't deal with the mere fifty thousand mortals?"

"Don't forget, Dacheng also has a Sushan Sword Sect. If something happened to Gui Ji, it would mean that there are experts from the Su Shan Sword Sect, which might be a good thing."

There was a strange and unpredictable smile on the corner of the ghost king's mouth, as if he didn't care about the safety of the ghost girl in red at all.

"Let's go, go back and send ghost slaves to find out. If it really comes, Hantian City will wait for them."

The Ghost King waved his hand to put away the coke-tailed guqin, stretched out his hand and took the handsome ghost slave into his arms, kneading it recklessly, and was about to leave the ghost fog.

"rise!"

Yunsu mobilized the forbidden formation that had already been set up, and the ghost king collided with the forbidden formation as soon as he got off the ghost fog. The speed at which he took off was as fast as he crashed back into the cliff.

With a loud bang, the cliff shattered and smashed into it several feet. Then, before he regained his senses, he was imprisoned like a turtle caught in the urn, unable to move.

"No, I was sneak attacked."

The ghost king has a thousand calculations, and he is careful. He never imagined that he would be attacked by someone when he was hiding 50 miles away.

"Bold, who is coming, who dares to attack the ghost king of the ghost temple."

The jade-faced ghost slave seemed to be holding his throat, his expression was cunning, and he didn't know what he was thinking about, but Yunsu could hear some of their origins.

"Noisy!"

Yunsu glanced over, and the jade-faced ghost slave who was still in the arms of the ghost king suddenly felt endless killing, and then felt that the ghost's body was cracked every inch, and endless pain was coming, and in a blink of an eye, his soul disappeared. .

Yunsu respects the gender preference of any person or even any living being, but she can't stand this noisy, ignorant and annoying sissy.

At this time, it was only a few dozen breaths from when he arrived here and when he detained the ghost king.

"Who is Your Excellency, and why did you take such a ruthless action? Do you really see my ghostly temple's transformation into a real immortal as nothing, and you must be my enemy?!"

The ghost king was banned, and he still had to struggle~www.wuxiaspot.com~ However, the swordsman in white was not moved at all, but pointed at himself.

For a time, I only felt that the universe was upside down, the dantian was broken, the golden elixir was dead, and the ghost cultivation practice that had been practicing for more than a thousand years had turned into nothingness and disappeared.

"seal up!"

Yunsu first broke his cultivation, then drew a talisman with one hand, and the void became a curse. A forbidden **** fell on him, but this time he couldn't even move his eyebrows.

It's pitiful to see that the ghost king of the ghost temple, who had calculated everything before half a cup of tea, was instantly turned into a prisoner to be slaughtered.

After cultivating for more than a thousand years, the Ghost King never imagined that one day he would be defeated like this without fighting back. Since I entered the ghost temple, I have enjoyed all kinds of methods of killing and abusing the soul for thousands of years. Those wicked souls were tormented severely.

In his opinion, as a person in the ghost temple, he should uphold the idea of ​​killing people for a while, and killing people all the time, but he didn't expect it to fall into the hands of others today.

Why didn't this person listen to me, why didn't he listen to my explanation, why did he want to break the ghost work that I have worked so hard to do for more than a thousand years, killed countless people, and refined countless ghosts, why did I listen to ghosts? There is no fear behind the name of Fang Shendian. Are you really not afraid of what I said about turning into a **** and a real immortal?

He, there are countless question marks in his heart.

"People are not people, ghosts are not ghosts, and kings are not kings. This Jiaowei Lingqin is really a bright pearl."

Yunsu flipped it over in his hand, showing the Jiaowei qin played by the ghost king just now. He waved his hand and caressed it, and the guqin was purified in an instant. It looked brand new and looked quite satisfied. Then he drove the auspicious cloud, and he didn't wait for a moment, quietly far away. went.