Yin Yang ghost hunter

I don’t know how long it took. This period of time may be very long, or it may be just a moment. The golden light in front of my eyes gradually converged, and the sky where the black clouds were rolling was directly torn apart by the golden light. It has returned to normal, and I am in

In mid-air, the tongue of the Big Mouth King wrapped around my body was covered with golden cracks. It exploded in an instant, and the entire big face was also destroyed in the golden light.

My body fell downwards. What made me feel more fortunate was that the bottom was not a forest, but a lake of ice and fire, and I seemed to be some distance away from the island.

My whole body fell into the lake like a cannonball, splashing a large amount of water. The powerful water splash directly knocked me out.

When I woke up, my whole body was covered in a scalding lake. When I opened my eyes and looked up, I saw a vast expanse of blue above. I was actually at the bottom of the lake.

The official seal of the City God has taken effect, otherwise I would have drowned long ago. But even in the water, I felt that my body was very heavy. If I moved, my whole body seemed to fall apart. I raised my hand and looked at my body.

The palm of my hand was covered with cracks, extending all the way up. It may be the powerful force generated by the Dao pattern, which caused all the clothes on my body to shatter. I found the Demon-Suppressing Sword and the Golden Bone Hand at the bottom of the lake.

Although the bottom of the lake is hot, there is something magical about it. At least the wounds on my body don’t feel that painful. Could it be that the lake water has healing properties?

In order to confirm this guess, I began to look at the surrounding environment. The place where I sat was a little different from the rest of the lake bottom. It was concave, a round pit about five meters in diameter, and about half a meter deep. The round pit was

The bottom was red, like molten lava, but I didn't feel any discomfort when I sat on it, only a warm force penetrated into my body from under me.

I stretched out my hand and paddled upward, using the power of the water to swim upstream. But as soon as I left the round pit in the lake, I felt that the skin on my body was cracking inch by inch. I glanced at my arms and saw the spider web-like cracks on my arms.

It began to expand, and blood spread along the lake water. I didn't dare to move anymore, and slowly fell into the round pit. This warm power poured into my body, and the wound did not worsen.

After sitting down, my consciousness sank into my mind. It was empty, without a trace of ghost hunting power, let alone the source of faith. After this battle, the source of faith has completely exploded. It seems that I have to practice again.

Is it necessary to leave the body again and go to Huangquan Road to meet Zhong Kui?

If I leave my body now, can my physical body still survive normally under the lake? Will I encounter an ambush by hostile forces on the way to Huangquan Road? Or can I swim out of the lake?

No, I tried it just now. The scars on my body began to crack before I swam two meters out of the circular pit. The bottom of the lake reached the surface of the water, which was at least dozens of meters away. By the time I swam up, my body would have been broken into pieces.

, and there is something that can be cured in this circular pit. If my injury can be cured, will it help my recovery of strength?

Consciousness withdrew from my mind, and I began to look at the round pit at the bottom of the lake again. What was the red and shiny thing on the ground? I reached down and pressed hard, and it turned out to be a little soft. I reached out and grabbed the soil, and the soil came into my hands.

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Red mud?

I was slightly surprised when I saw these things. I rubbed them with my palms. These red concretes were like flames and would not dissipate in the water. I held them in my hands and played with them for a while, and then I found that the soil came from

A light and warm power sank into my palm, and the originally cracked scars began to heal.

But after a while, this energy disappeared, and the red soil turned into gray-brown. As soon as I threw it, the gray soil merged into the surrounding lake water.

If Jiang He saw this magical red mud, he would definitely be ecstatic. Unexpectedly, the red mud contained power and could heal my injuries.

An idea struck me, and I started digging down with both hands, digging a hole and burying myself in it. Then I should be able to recover from my injuries quickly and get out as soon as possible.

After digging for a while, I stopped when I encountered something hard underneath. Then I dug in with only one head exposed, and began to close my eyes to rest. Although it looked a bit scary, the red mud contained a strong

Warm power began to pour into my body, repairing the serious wounds on my body. If I hadn't been so lucky to fall into this round pit, I think I would have died. Even Jiang He couldn't heal the wounds all over my body like this.

quick.

Closing his eyes, his consciousness sank into his mind again. It was dark inside. When there was the source of faith before, the red light could still illuminate one side.

Can my own beliefs be condensed into the source of faith? The funny thing is that I don’t even have my own faith now, which means I have no ability to condense the source of faith.

No matter what, this time is a critical moment. I must restore my strength as soon as possible, so I can use my true heart to gather a new source of faith. No matter what my deepest beliefs are, I start to think in my mind.

During meditation, visualize the model of the source of faith, and then use your own thoughts and the power of ghost hunting to condense it.

The power of ghost hunting can only be derived through practice. Before the source of faith was produced, my ghost hunting power only existed in my body. After I used it up, I had to practice again to replenish it. Since the source of faith, my ghost hunting power only existed in my body.

After its appearance, the ghost-hunting power was derived from it and became very pure, and the generated ghost-hunting power was stored in the head for easy mobilization.

It seems that now I have to practice my ghost hunting power again, and then use these new powers to introduce them into my mind with my thoughts, visualize the model of the source of faith, and see if I can form my own source of faith. Of course, it is impossible for me.

The method was borrowed from the ancestor Zhong Kui, which also means that secret techniques such as the divine light of protection cannot be used, except for a few special secret techniques that use one's own blood as an inducer. Of course, such secret techniques cannot be very powerful when used.

Although my body was buried in the red mud, my hands were still able to form seals freely.

The power of ghost hunting is that the ghost hunter uses the breath between heaven and earth to remove impurities and collect one of the energies to transform it. I can't guarantee success in the water, but what makes me happy is that within a short time, my body starts to

A trickle of Qi was generated. This Qi was very weak, but as it circulated in the body for a week, it gradually became larger. The energy contained in the surrounding red mud poured into my body crazily at a very rare speed.

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I began to mobilize this huge ghost-hunting power to flow into my mind and gather a new source of faith.

This power poured in and began to condense into a point, squeezing desperately. Because the energy was extremely unstable, it immediately exploded. The power of this explosion made my mind violently joyful and a powerful sting.

It swept through my whole brain.

I pulled my hands out of the red mud in pain and covered my head, hoping to get some relief, but it didn't happen at all.

The stinging pain lasted for half an hour, and just when I was about to pass out, it slowly subsided.

No, even though I failed once, I still have to continue. Last time, I was too hasty. If I take my time, I will be able to turn my ghost hunting power into my own source of faith.

The second time lasted a little longer, but the result was the same as the last time. It exploded in my mind, and the pain swept through me again. This time, the pain was so painful that I fainted. After I woke up, I could continue.

Try, because the red mud around me provides me with very powerful energy, and I can use this energy to transform it into my own ghost-hunting power.

As I kept trying, the red mud around me began to turn gray and gradually lose its luster, because the energy was being depleted little by little by me.

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"Boom!"

A loud noise occurred somewhere on the island, and the surrounding black fog began to gradually dissipate.

There were three people standing on the ground, namely cousin, Luo Yue'er and Huiyang. The cousin was covering his left eye and was a little unsteady, while Luo Yue'er seemed to be sweating profusely and couldn't stop.

There were water droplets sliding down her body, and her whole body was wet. She glanced at her cousin and said:

"The battle just now consumed too much of my ice and snow power. I have to go to the Ice Cave to retreat for a while to recover. The battle there is also over. He should be one of the four kings. Now the Kingdom of the Undead has lost two kings at once.

I will never come here again, but ice corpses are different, please help me tell grandma."

The cousin nodded, let go of his left hand, took out his glasses from his pocket and placed them on the bridge of his nose. His left eye was closed, but there was clearly blood spilling from the corner of his eye.

Luo Yue'er smiled lightly, glanced into the distance, jumped up, turned into a streak of ice light, and left the island.

"Brother Zhongli, this giant-nosed king is really powerful. My Great Sun Demon-Suppressing Scripture can't actually subdue him. If it weren't for your Dharma Eye Formation and Sister Yue'er's power of the Snow Mountain Girl, I think it would really be possible."

It would have made him run away, but luckily he didn't."

Huiyang stretched out his hand to support his cousin. From the looks of it, he didn't seem to be injured. On the contrary, his cousin and Luo Yue'er were particularly seriously injured. In addition to the blood flowing out of his left eye, his back was cracked.

The blood soaked the clothes.

"Let's go over there and see what's going on."

The cousin's voice was very weak and he spoke calmly. Huiyang hummed and then helped his cousin to go to the woods.

Not far away, Xiao Yin came out from the forest. Xiao Yin was carrying Luo Shui'er on his back. Xiao Yin was still biting the magic sword made of the Blood Emperor Dragon Wood. Xiao Yin was a wolf demon, and he was biting.

Holding this magic sword seemed extremely uncomfortable, but she knew that it was her master's magic weapon, so she did not give up.

"Luo Shui'er?"

The cousin was slightly startled. Xiao Yin had already come to his side. Luo Shui'er had already passed out. The cousin reached out and patted Luo Shui'er. Then she gradually opened her eyes and spoke very weakly:

"Save...save Zhong Yuan...he...he is in the lake..."

After saying that, he fainted again.

The cousin's face darkened, and he said to Huiyang next to him: "Take them back to their residence and tell the two elders, including Luo Yue'er, what's going on here. Jiang He doesn't need to come over. Luo Shui'er is also seriously injured. I

Go rescue Zhong Yuan, and remember to beware of sneak attacks from ice corpses."

"No, it's better for me to save you. You're also seriously injured. If you go into the water at this time, your injuries will get worse."

Huiyang looked at his cousin who was a little unsteady and shook his head, especially the shocking blood stains behind his cousin.

"I will save my own brother. I won't let anything happen to him."

The cousin smiled slightly, patted Huiyang's shoulder, and continued towards the other end of the woods. Soon after, Huiyang heard the sound of "plop" falling into the water.