Daxianguan

Chapter 22
Many of the ghosts who were attracted by the fragrance of nourishing souls escaped after being beaten by Chu Xian, but there were also quite a few of them who did not leave even after being beaten, and were actually wandering outside the courtyard at this moment.

His mother's illness was under control, and there was no fear of her life. Chu Xian's mood was naturally very different. She didn't observe carefully at first, but at this moment, Chu Xian noticed that among the lonely ghosts outside the hospital, there was a very special ghost.

This wild ghost is not like other wild ghosts with disheveled hair and a look that no one should enter. This wild ghost is more like a human.Wearing Taoist robes, clean and tidy, although his face is bloodless, but his eyes are full of spirit, he is actually a ghost with full spiritual intelligence.

Chu Xian knew that if some immortal cultivators with cultivation base died, there would be a way to keep their souls, yin gods, and spirits awake.

At this moment, the ghost was standing on the wall of the courtyard, neither coming in nor leaving, until seeing Chu Xian appearing, the ghost seemed to have decided something, and actually floated down like this.

"Lishan's descendant learns from Mu Xu, and has met senior masters."

This ghost actually saluted Chu Xian.

Looking at the ghost's age, at least twenty-five, and he didn't know how long he had been dead, he must be much older than Chu Xian, but at this moment, he is claiming to be a student, and he is very respectful.

When Chu Xian heard the other party's name, his heart immediately moved.

Immersed in the sea of ​​gods, Chu Xian strolled through the library of the sea of ​​gods, and then he had a thought and reached out to grab a book, and a book had already fallen into his hands.

When he was in charge of Dongyue Prefecture, served as the governor, and was respected as the Lord of Dongyue Mansion, he heard the name Mu Xu mentioned by several underworld judges. This person is also an extraordinary figure in Chu Xianmeng.

It is said that he was a monk of Huaqing Palace in Lishan in his early years, but he died accidentally when he went down the mountain to save people. Because it is very good, even, no less than the level of a judge.

The advantage of the Shenhai library is that even if you just overheard some things, you can find them in the Shenhai library.

This Mu Xu should be the one mentioned by the judge in the dream.

Counting it, Mu Xu should have died not long ago, and there are still five years before he embarked on the road of Yin Guan. It is really fate to meet him here.

"What's the matter with you?" Chu Xian withdrew from Shenhai, outside, just for a moment, at this moment he asked.

Mu Xu thought for a while, and said: "I just died a few days ago, and I managed to stabilize my soul and intelligence through what I learned during my lifetime, but I don't want to just enter reincarnation like this, and I don't want to disappear between heaven and earth, but I also know In any case, it is hard to escape these two kinds of results, and after traveling around for the past few days, I came here and met senior, Xu saw that senior was clever and powerful, please give Mu Xu some advice."

Guidance?

Chu Xian smiled secretly, thinking that you should cultivate the way of ghosts by yourself, and then embark on the road of the underworld. This is predestined, so why let me guide you.

But after thinking about it, Chu Xian suddenly had another idea.

Although he is awakened from a dream, his foundation is still shallow after all. Just like this time, a mere Feng Yu almost killed his mother. If there were some restraints before, there would be no such troubles.

Mu Xu is a ghost, and he died to save people, of course, his character is needless to say, so why not use it for himself, now that Chu Xian is going to play a big game of chess, he needs chess pieces.

Chu Xian actually thought a lot at this time.

Since this Mu Xu is destined to take the path of Yin official, it is better to help him to step on this path ahead of time.

In my own hand, I just have a ghost badge, I donate it directly to Mu Xu, and I have the power of a ghost. At that time, if I try to get the other party to be recognized by the superior Yin Division, I can officially become a ghost hunter. ghosts.

The question now is how to get Mu Xu to follow him wholeheartedly.

In the sea of ​​gods, Chu Xian looked at the pages of the book in his hand and murmured to himself: "Mu Xu is called a ghost. Ghost cultivators are capable of reincarnation, so they are good at the way of ghosts."

Thinking of this, Chu Xian stretched out his hand to grab it, and a thick tome fell into his hand.This book of memory records all the ghost ways that Chu Xian knows.

As for ghost art, Chu Xian didn't learn much during the 30 years in Mengmeng, and he was even less proficient, but his knowledge was extremely extensive. He couldn't perform it, but he could teach others.

Flipping through the memory book, Chu Xian found a low-level Ghost Dao spell, which is about breaking the soul. It doesn't require much cultivation, but its power is not small at all, and it is suitable for use now.

So Chu Xian withdrew from the Shenhai library, and then asked Mu Xu to come over, and explained to Mu Xu the formula and key points of this "Broken Soul Finger".

Of course, Chu Xian didn't tell the other party what kind of spell it was, and only let the other party learn it first.

Mu Xu is worthy of being a ghost, but in just a moment, he memorized the formula of this little technique. Mu Xu is still quite excited at the moment, thinking that Chu Xian is teaching him the method of cultivation.

Naturally, Chu Xian would not explain it to him, but when he saw that Mu Xu had learned this little technique almost, he said: "The way of technique is to learn for practical use, but if you don't practice it, it will be useless in the end, so you have to practice it. , you can try it on this ghost messenger."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to the imp who was pinned under the peachwood paperweight and could not move.

Mu Xu suddenly realized that at this moment, he had already regarded Chu Xian as a senior expert, as a guiding light. Naturally, he obeyed what Chu Xian said, and actually walked over, recited the magic formula, and then poked at the little devil below. One finger.

From Chu Xian's point of view, Mu Xu's finger can barely use the supernatural power of the soul-breaking finger at most, and its power is only so-so. There are even fewer participants. Although it is a small low-level technique, it is really incomparable to other techniques of the same level.

In addition, the little ghost had been beaten by Chu Xian before, and his soul was unstable. Not only was his waist card taken away by Guicha, but he was also suppressed by a peach wood paperweight.At this moment, Mu Xu suddenly pointed at him, and there was a wail, and then his soul and body were shattered and disappeared.

With a bang, the peachwood paperweight fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Mu Xu was dumbfounded. He obviously didn't expect that just trying the spell, he would kill a ghost in one go.

That is a ghost messenger, the ghost of the underworld.

Killing a ghost messenger, without even thinking about it, must be a great sin. Mu Xu has practiced and understood many things, so he is naturally clear. There are laws in the world, and there are laws in the underworld. How can the law have good results?

Thinking of this, Mu Xu was so frightened that he trembled all over.

At this moment, he is not the patrolling officer of the underworld that Chu Xianmeng knew, so it is normal for him to encounter such a thing.

Fortunately, Mu Xu is not stupid, he immediately reacted and looked at Chu Xian over there.

"Senior, you..."

Chu Xian smiled: "I just taught you the technique and let you practice it, but I didn't let you kill him."

"..." Mu Xu.

Mu Xu's ability to shake the pot is not 30:01 worse than Chu Xian, who has 30 years of official career experience.

　Asking for tickets at the second watch, the summer that eggplant is most afraid of is here. I looked in the mirror today and felt that I was already wilted.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)