Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 552 The ghosts and gods who are not dead yet!
He had tasted Fengling's cooking skills in Hutton Mar, and he was at the level of a hotel chef.

She also has a gentle personality, and from the well-organized management of the Fengzhen Dojo, it can also be seen that she is a virtuous housekeeper, a good wife and a good mother.

However, Fengling has a very stubborn standard, that is, her future boyfriend must be able to crush herself in all aspects. She may simply admire the strong, and of course she may have a little M...

A few small dishes on the gazebo in the yard, accompanied by delicious and refreshing iced fruit wine, Yelin wanted the meditating Moen to come over and sit down with him, but he refused because he was not hungry, and only asked for a half bottle of white wine.

He slowly leaned under the kapok tree, took a sip of wine, and enjoyed the feeling of the sun shining on his face.

Because of wearing a bamboo hat all year round, this dry and cold face has not been exposed to the sun for a long time.

"Mavis, what kind of existence is the underworld?"

Aisha and the others are also very interested in the topic brought up by Yelin. The underworld is absolutely impossible to refer to the underground space. Could it be said that it is also a place similar to the auspicious valley?
"Well, let's understand it as a spiritual realm, a special world that only the soul can enter."

Chewing the delicious rice, Mei Weisi held the chopsticks and tried to explain in the most reasonable way: "It's like you can see extra things in the state of the Holy Spirit, and the underworld is a realm that can only be entered when you are in the state of death. There are some exceptions, such as strange life forms in the universe, and armor formed from hell ore."

Strange life forms are cosmic demons, and may also include those "transcendents". The hell ore is even more simple and clear. Priest Jiger was dragged down like this.

"So people are either dead or alive, but it's really rare for Moen to alternate between the two states." Mei Weisi glanced under the tree, also a little surprised.

Nuo Yu, who was taking a small sip, raised her eyebrows, and suddenly seemed to recall something, and asked suspiciously, "Could it be a ghost?"

Her senior brother Sha Ying is a manipulator of ghosts and gods. She has always heard about matters between life and death, and she has also studied some in her spare time.

Immediately, the chopsticks used to pick up the food were all eaten, and then they all stared at Moen hovering under the kapok tree.

This is a ghost who is not yet dead!
With Moen being infected by the breath of hell and his obsession in a half-mad state, he has a great probability of turning into a ghost of resentment after death.

"This is interesting, Gu Yu, do you have any ideas?"

Ye Lin was slightly surprised. At present, there are still well-known ghosts and gods on the continent of Arad. Only the prince of the former Calamity Kingdom, that is, the lover of Saya of Frost and Jon of Flame are left.

Others, such as Kazan, Kaija, etc., were dragged to the underworld by Bharaxiu during the chaos of ghosts and gods.

The other party may become a new ghost, the hell monk—Moen!
Gu Yu hesitated, and said absent-mindedly: "It is possible to use the power on the edge of the underworld to make one's own body invisible, and at the same time increase one's own attack power to crush the enemy's soul, but..."

I was a little tangled in pulling the rice. If I want to gain the power of the underworld, will I also become the ghost of Moen?

Then what if my delicate skin and pretty face become dry and ugly, and if I become like Moen's ghost, what will I do?

"Therefore, there must be a powerful item that can suppress the breath of the underworld, at least temporarily, so that Gu Yu can gradually adapt to the breath, and then use it thoroughly."

Mei Weisi put forward a pertinent suggestion, and then teased Gu Yu: "Otherwise, you also dedicate your soul to Lord Ushir like me?"

For lunch, the wind chimes were very rich, and I even made a pot of spicy snails. I heard that they raised sand-spitting snails the day before yesterday. Today they are cheaper.

Gu Yu sucked the snail meat with his mouth very flexibly, without using a toothpick to pick it up. After a while, there was a pile of shells in front of him, which made Ye Lin give a thumbs up.

Chatting casually at the dinner table, the atmosphere is harmonious, but Ye Lin has been thinking about what can have a suppressive effect.

Yuena's stuff is definitely not good, because it conflicts too much with the attributes of the underworld. The scales of Shenlong seem to be fine, but the attributes are not gentle enough.

His eyes inadvertently glanced at the kapok tree in the courtyard, it is not in flowering season now, it is bare.

The wind chime said that if it is in the early spring, a tree of pink flowers will bloom, as if a beautiful cloud is inlaid.

Silver holy tree?

There was a flash of light in my heart, maybe it was really possible.

"I remembered that in Tana's hometown, there is a magical plant called the Silver Sacred Tree. It has infinite magic power and can resist the power of destroying the world. It protects a place of water and soil. If you use its branches and leaves, it may save Guyu from the underworld. Breath erosion."

"Really, so powerful?"

Xiaoyumei's eyes were full of surprise, Xiangrui Valley was beaten by the cosmic demon and could only ask for help from the outside world, a tree can actually shelter a crisis at the level of annihilation?
"But sister Tana is not here."

Aside from being excited, Gu Yu was also a little envious of Xiaoyu and Meiweisi, who had become much stronger.

"As for the leaves, Mai Luna should have them, if, uh, I mean no rice cakes."

After lunch, Nuo Yu said goodbye gracefully with a special "Water of Life", and asked him to go to the dojo or the palace if he had time.

Gu Yu moved a small stool and sat at the gate, waiting anxiously for Mai Lu to come back from shopping with Hiate.

Yelin thought about it carefully, and told Moen himself about his current state, so that he could have a bottom line.

Aisha went out in the afternoon, and she hasn't finished her Yellow Dragon Tournament.

…………

Su Nan's afternoon was quiet and peaceful. Both Xiaoyu and Mei Weisi used cultivation as an excuse to be wary of him in broad daylight~ the world was getting worse, and the wind chimes played with him for a while, and then they would go out for a while.

Yelin could only hold a jug of sake and a plate of peanuts, and forced Moen to accompany him.

"I have a lot of sins on my body, I have gone astray, and I have violated my original intention of becoming an exorcist."

Moen slowly chewed a grain of spiced peanuts, enjoying this insignificant food happiness. Since he was half insane because of the death of his disciple, it was the first time he had such a peaceful state of mind.

It seems that I have returned to the past, when the transfer phenomenon had not yet occurred, I was also an exorcist with expectations and aspirations like Xinzang.

"Many things change in a single thought, such as Ozma." Ye Lin shrugged and comforted.

"One misstep will cause eternal hatred. Unfortunately, I can't turn back the time. I have been ignorant for so many years, and my soul has been tortured like hell. I have gradually looked away."

A glass of wine was sprinkled on the ground to pay homage to his disciple who unfortunately died.

The Zen saying that he often chanted, "Whoever kills will fall into hell forever!"

It is describing the demons killed by him, and it is also telling his ultimate fate.

Today's Moen has stepped into the underworld with one foot. It would be fine if he died in a normal state, but if he was in a state of madness, there is a high probability that he will become an immortal ghost.

"Master, I want to try to liberate your demonic nature, and then restrain and close it, so that the dazed dark elf over there can really feel the breath of death in the underworld."

"It's up to you." Moen nodded, his eyes didn't fluctuate: "Your strength is beyond my imagination, as long as you can control me."

If he can experiment with the method of controlling the death energy of the underworld in his semi-demonized state, then a strong man who can control this power will be born.

Moen suddenly felt that he had a sense of accomplishment. In this case, Gu Yu could be regarded as one of his apprentices.

"Hehe, in my lifetime, I can still make some contributions to Arad when I am sober, and have one more apprentice."

Although Gu Yu at the door didn't hear it at all, and he probably wouldn't recognize him as a master, but Moen's dry heart got a little nourishment and satisfaction.

……

In the evening, Moen was already half drunk, which was one of his few happiness.

boom!
The gate of the yard was pushed open roughly, and Feng Ying, who was majestic and energetic, had a strange expression, and her brows were full of joy, but there was often a pain in her little face, joy mixed with sadness.

"Dangdang, our Yellow Dragon Tournament triple crown is here!"

Feng Ying, who cheered up her spirits, pulled Natalia, who was also unruly, to pose a posses, and even frantically signaled Aisha with her eyes, come and cooperate.

The three of them went to participate in the Yellow Dragon Tournament. In different arenas, the little champion was naturally easy to catch. If it wasn't for the champion not being able to participate again in this session, and then having to fight Qinglong, she could earn 100 million by this!

"Yelin, help me to see if this blueprint can be made."

Feng Ying gasped with pain on her face, and took out a yellowed animal skin drawing from her pocket, which looked like a sketch of a weapon design.

Su Nan is the headquarters of Su Nan Workshop. In addition to cheap and high-quality weapons that can be found on the street, there are also some sketches of equipment designed by master blacksmiths, which are circulated at the stalls.

However, blueprints generally indicate materials and equipment styles. Only equipment blueprints that describe detailed building techniques and artifacts are of great value, and they are basically limited to blacksmiths.

After all, not everyone is a skilled blacksmith, and it would be useless to give them blueprints. It would be a waste.

"How much did you pay for it?"

Ye Lin took the drawing and looked at it. On the surface, the handwriting was blurred and the graphics were distorted. In fact, it might not be an exaggeration to call it a piece of garbage.

I bought it with two gold coins and thought it would attract bugs.

"One hundred thousand gold..."

Feng Ying tapped her two index fingers in front of her body, lowered her head aggrieved, as if it was a bit expensive.

"I think you should stand on your head and bask in the sun."

"Ah? Why?"

"Empty the water out of your mind."

(End of this chapter)