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The pine forest is dense, and the trees are at least several decades old. It is like a row of guards separating the inner and outer cemetery. Ordinary people cannot see the scene inside the tomb area even if they stand in the forest.

"The four ghost trees do not include pine trees, but this place is full of ghosts." The tall tree trunks, thick branches and leaves are layered on top of each other, and the sun cannot shine in at all. The ground is covered with pine needles, and there is a faint plant smell. The smell of rot.

There should be another entrance and exit to this place. There are very few people coming in and out of the pine forest. I took one step and my shoes sank into it. It was very laborious to move.

The further I went, the heavier the Yin Qi became. I felt as if my Yin veins were beating. The Yin Qi began to circulate uncontrollably in several vaginal orifices. Every time it circulated, it became purer.

This place seems to be a huge Yin Gathering Formation. For evil cultivators, it is a treasure place for refining Yin evil energy.

"After the Sanyin Sect is destroyed, this treasure land will belong to me. I just don't know whether the formation here is artificially arranged or formed naturally." I walked inside, and my shoulder was suddenly wet with something. I originally thought it was dew, so I didn't I didn't care, but after I walked a few steps away, I suddenly realized that it was an autumn afternoon, how could there be dew?

Touching the ghost ring, I slowly turned around and looked up.

A bright red tongue hung outside the purple-black lips. It was a swollen and bruised face. It was tied to a pine branch, looking down at me.

"The Hanged Ghost?" There are many ghosts introduced in Yin Yang Ghost Art. After comparison, I found that the long-tongued corpse hanging on the tree trunk is very similar to the rumored Hanged Ghost.

This kind of ghost contains great resentment and is difficult to deal with. It is one of the more difficult types of low-level ghosts to control.

The liquid that just fell on my shoulder was actually the evil spirit gathered on the tip of the hanged man's tongue.

"The hemp ropes are tied with fairy-locking knots. This is the technique of ghost cultivators. It seems that this ghost was specially tied here after being subdued." Continuing to walk inward, the pine forest is not big, but I continue to walk in. I saw four or five hanged ghosts. Ordinary people cannot see these. Only those who have opened ghost eyes or celestial eyes can know the horror of this pine forest.

"They should be part of the big formation. Ghosts can be integrated into the formation. I can try this method in the future." The more powerful the formation, the higher the requirements for the objects used in the formation. If ghosts can be used instead, then A lot of resources will be saved. "There are many classics about formations in the underworld show, and the ghost arts I practice are several levels higher than those of the Three Yins Sect. If I master the method of using ghosts and ghosts to set up formations, it will be very difficult for me. This is a transformation, and my strength will be greatly improved.

Perhaps because there was no one in charge, the formation was just running on its own without being activated, so it didn't actively attack me. Those scary-looking hanged ghosts just looked at me with resentment, and none of them broke free from control.

After walking out of the pine forest and climbing over the fence, I officially entered the cemetery.

At a glance, there are a few isolated graves surrounded by trees, with an exaggerated number of tributes placed around them.

However, it seems that this place has not been cleaned for a long time. Most of the tributes have rotted and even emitted an unpleasant smell.

"The spoiled tributes are still placed on the offering table. This is disrespectful to the ancestors. The Sanyin Sect has a history of hundreds of years and it is impossible not to know this, unless they really have no time to take care of themselves and are in a desperate situation." I looked at the few lonely buildings. I don't recognize the name of the person on the tombstone. He must have been a big shot in Jiangcheng. After all, this place is a high-end cemetery, and it is impossible for ordinary people to be buried here.

After reciting a Taoist scripture, I calmed down and cleaned up the spoiled tributes on these lonely tombs, then bowed three times and left quickly.

"It still feels weird in broad daylight. If you come in at night, it will be almost as scary as the live broadcast." When I walked to the top of the mountain and looked into the distance, I saw that the yin energy here had turned into reality, like a layer of mist. generally.

I climbed up a pine tree and looked down from a high place. The cemetery was built on the sunny side of the mountain, while the shady side of the mountain was blocked by several other adjacent peaks and isolated from the world.

"It would be great if I had learned Feng Shui. The terrain here is majestic, and there must be something to say about it." After looking at the direction, I climbed down from the pine tree. "The fog is thick, so to be on the safe side it is better to summon a ghost to accompany you."

The environment here is unique for ghosts, so I don't have to worry about them being burned by the yang energy of heaven and earth.

Touching the ghost ring, I first call out the evil ghost. This big guy looks stupid and bulky, but in fact his senses are extremely sharp. Although his combat power is not as strong as that of the evil ghost, he is better than obedient and has a docile personality.

After letting the evil ghost die, I looked at the fourth jade bead of the ghost ring. After I brought Master Wang's ghost out from the world of yin and yang, he has been staying in it, and now he is probably tired of it.

"Although it is dangerous here, the yin energy turns into mist, which is of great benefit to him to stabilize his ghost body." I touched the fourth jade bead, and a tall, thin middle-aged man slowly appeared in the smoke.

Master Wang stayed in Yuzhu for a long time. Because I was always in a life-and-death crisis, I couldn't care about him, so I had long forgotten about him.

But naturally I wouldn't tell him this. After his body solidified, I walked to him with a solemn expression: "Thank you for your honor! After all the hard work, I finally found a place suitable for your practice. This is an evil cultivating sect. The forbidden area is enough for you to stabilize your ghost body."

Master Wang looked at me for a long time, then turned around and said, "The voice hasn't changed. Are you wearing a plastic mask?"

After being reminded by Master Wang, I remembered that I was wearing a human skin mask, but this was my trump card, so I didn’t elaborate on it to him: “Stop talking nonsense, you should quickly absorb the Yin Qi around you. The Yin Qi here is very strong. It's pure and will be of great benefit to you. By the way, you have to keep in mind the deal between the two of us. I will do my best to help you, and when I need your help, you can't refuse."

"That's natural. Helping you means helping myself." Master Wang nodded, stood beside me, and absorbed the Yin Qi on his own. He was originally just a lonely soul, not even a ghost. He would be gone when the sun shines on him. At this time, in the Sanyin Sect's formation, his body is slowly solidifying. Although his combat power is still equal to zero, he can at least be released occasionally to help me make suggestions. With the help of this old fox, I can save a lot of trouble.

With Master Wang and Gui Gui, I walked all the way to the foot of the mountain, and then I heard the sound of people.

"It seems to be the sound of a mantra?" It was a very strange mantra, and I couldn't understand a word of it: "You guys stand back."

My eyes pierced through the heavy fog, and I saw clearly that there was a large area of ​​antique buildings at the foot of the mountain.

For example, the Taoist temple is roughly equivalent in size to six Qingtu temples.

At this time, the main door of the Taoist temple was closed tightly. Seven monks from the Sanyin Sect wearing black Taoist robes were standing in the seven-star position. They were holding talismans with snake-shaped characters in their hands and chanting words in their mouths.

What really aroused my interest was that among the seven of them, there was a large, colorful snake coiled on the ground. Its eyes were gouged out, its scales were covered with blood, and it was motionless.

"That Snake King of Lord Snake!" At the end of the usurpation of fate, a hundred thousand lonely wild ghosts swept across the Yin soldiers, and Lord Snake died. The big snake he raised took the initiative to bear the harm of the evil spirits in order to protect the body of Lord Snake, and finally the soul It was also torn apart, leaving only a lifeless body.

"What are they doing?" Chen Jiuge would come to Jiangcheng in the evening, leaving me little time. While observing the actions of the Taoist priests, I put on a mask, gloves, and shoe covers.

My outfit is very different compared to those Taoist priests, but now is not the time to care about that.

"There are seven people standing just outside the door, and there are probably more inside the Taoist temple. It may be difficult to eradicate the roots." I put away the dirty ghost and Master Wang, released the most ferocious lust ghost, and then stuck in the blind spot of my vision, slowly Approach the seven Taoist priests.

As I got closer, I naturally saw it more clearly.

The seven Taoist priests finished chanting the incantation and placed the talismans on seven different places on the Snake King's body. At this time, the main door of the Taoist temple slowly opened, and Snake Qian, dressed in black, walked out holding a spiritual altar.

It is square in shape, neither big nor small, and the words "Snake Lord" are engraved on the top of the altar.

Snake Qian walked expressionlessly in front of the Snake King's body, knelt on his knees, placed the altar in front of him, opened the wooden cover with both hands, and scattered the ashes on the Snake King's body.

Something surprising happened. The ashes came into contact with the body of the Snake King, and the seven talismans vibrated together. Two lines of blood beads oozed from the snake's long-gouged eye sockets.