Baishixian Road

Chapter 255 There's Something Something Wrong About This Ghost
Ghost King Sect, Xiao Mingshan.

Because the clouds are overcast all year round and there is no sunlight, the disciples of Ghost King Sect look pale and sick from top to bottom.

However, those who know the details of the Ghost King Sect have no idea how terrifying this sect is.

Carrying the female disciple of 'Ghost Controlling Stove' all the way up the mountain, there are disciples dressed like her on the road.

Both men and women.

Even, women have more.

The reason is very simple, women belong to Yin, and ghosts also belong to Yin, which fits perfectly.

"stop!"

Several pale women stopped her.

"Yan Mi, tomorrow will be the debut of the disciple. I heard that you lost the ghost that you have been cultivating for a year. Is this another one you caught?"

A female disciple with milky white left eye and no pupils said gloomily.

There was a hint of ferocity in her normal eyes on the right.

Obviously, she had a grudge with the female disciple who was stopped.

The female disciple named Yan Mi didn't intend to talk to her, so she took a detour and left quickly.

"Hmph, I'll tell you to live one more day. If you don't pass the first show, you will be refined into a ghost. At that time, I will definitely fight for Master and personally train you, hahahaha!"

The one-eyed female disciple sneered.

The companion beside her said: "At the beginning, this Yan Mi was considered to be in the limelight. She kept dominating us, and she even pissed off Sister Chen during the competition. It's just that she was too unlucky, and the ghost slave was lost. Heaven knows, this time she She is dead. Sister Chen, if you want to train her, you will have some snacks!"

"It's up to you to say." The one-eyed female disciple called Sister Chen had a stern look on her face.

The hatred of ruining eyes is irreconcilable.

Originally, she had no chance to take revenge, and the other party's talent and understanding were better than hers, otherwise, wouldn't she be blinded in one eye?

Of course, you have to take advantage of the opportunity to beat the dog in the water so that the other party will never stand up again.

At this time, there was a gloomy disciple at the foot of the mountain holding a rope and dragging a group of people up.

In this group of people, there are both men and women, all with frightened eyes.

"There's a newcomer here!" Sister Chen smiled, her appearance at the moment was no different from that of a ghost.

At this time, there were quite a few disciples watching along the road, all smiling strangely at the ordinary people who had been arrested.

These people will be selected by the teacher. Those who are suitable for cultivation are newcomer disciples. Those who are not suitable can directly concoct alchemy, or kill them in a special way to concoct ghosts.

Generally, there are not many people who have the opportunity to become disciples, that is, two or three out of ten.

Of the more than 30 people arrested this time, five or six of them had the chance to become disciples in the end.

But even if you become a disciple, you won't be able to sit back and relax from now on.

The disciples of Ghost King Sect pay attention to competition and survival of the fittest.

Inside the sect, it is possible to fight each other on special days.

In addition, new disciples have a one-year training period, and after one year they will have their 'first show'. At that time, disciples will fight each other.

If you win, you pass.

If you lose, you will kill alchemy, or ghost refining.

As long as you lose, no matter whether you are refined into a pill or a ghost, you will end up in a terrible situation, the kind that will never be reborn forever.

But even after passing the first show, there are still many pitfalls behind.

Only the 'direct line' disciples who can go to the ghost king's sect may have some sense of security.

In short, from the moment he was caught into the sect, he was doomed to use all means to climb up and gain strength, otherwise, once he fell, he would be in an abyss below.

Yan Mi didn't go back to his disciple's house.

She has run out of time.

It's been nearly a year since she entered the school, and she is always trembling every day, and she must do her best in everything.

Originally, the ghost she refined was very strong, so it was not a big problem to pass the first show.

But who would have thought that just yesterday, her ghost was lost.

This kind of thing happened to Ghost King Zong in the past, but not many times, it is a small probability time, but no one wants to run into such unlucky things.

If she lost it a few months earlier, she would still have time to refine a ghost of her own, but tomorrow is the day of the first show, so it's too late.

But it's not enough to make her accept her fate.

Even if there is only the slightest chance, she will try. To fight against this unfair fate, she must first survive, but if she fails to pass the first show, she will definitely die.

Yesterday, she also tried to catch ghosts.

But it has never been successful, and the occasional ones caught are all lonely ghosts, the weak ones are not worth mentioning, and they have no combat power at all.

Today, when she went out again, she found a ghost in a gathering cave under the mountain.

According to her standards for ghosts, this ghost was not bad.

She made a plan to practice ghosts overnight, to whatever extent she could achieve.

But the time is still too tight, there is only one night.

In a dense forest with no one in the back mountain, Yan Mi put the ghost-controlling furnace in her hand on the ground, and sighed.

"It's too late to fully practice the ghost way of kung fu, and it's not even possible to gather yin and eat grievances. The only thing I can do is to gamble. I have a ghost weapon that I can teach this ghost to use, and I only need to learn one trick, to attack Therefore, you have to bet that this ghost has a higher level of comprehension and more resentment, so that it can master it; you also have to bet that tomorrow's opponent's ghost has a weak defense ability, so it is possible to win, even if there is even a little bit of it No way, I'd lose my debut."

The result of defeat is death.

Yan Mi is not afraid of death, but only afraid of being refined into a pill, or someone else's ghost.

She knew how miserable the ghosts in the Ghost King Sect were, unless they were the ghosts of those great monks.

"Ghosts that have just been caught need to test their resentment. The higher the resentment, the higher the upper limit."

Yan Mi reached out and took off the black talisman seal on the ghost furnace.

This is for sealing ghosts.

Afterwards, she formed a complicated handprint with both hands, and said nightmare words.

The next moment, a figure floated out from the furnace.

Faint, can not see the appearance.

This is also normal, many ghosts can't see their appearance clearly at the beginning.

Yan Mi took out a stick of incense from her bosom and lit it.

This is the incense of resenting ghosts.

If the evil spirits have strong resentment, the incense will burn quickly. If it is placed under those top-level resentful spirits, the incense may burn out in the blink of an eye.

Of course, top-level grievances are hard to find, but fortunately, as long as they are ghosts, there are more or less grievances, which will definitely speed up the burning of the incense.

At this moment, Yan Mi was full of hope, put the incense into the ghost stove, and closed her eyes as if praying.

She counted the time in her mind, and after a while, she opened her eyes.

He thought that if the incense burnt halfway, even if it was lucky, even if it burnt a quarter of the incense, it would be considered good luck.

But at this moment, she opened her eyes and saw that the incense had burned less than one-fifth at most.

At the moment, I feel a chill in my heart.

"No, no matter how bad it is, it should burn one-fifth of it. How could it be less than that? Unless there is no resentment at all."

"No complaints at all?"

Thinking of this possibility, Yan Mi shivered all over.

Isn't this ghost normal? How can there be a ghost with no resentment at all?
She looked up at the ghost carefully, and found that the ghost was also looking at her.

"I heard you just said that this incense is used to measure resentment?" The ghost spoke.

The voice is peaceful.

But Yan Mi was taken aback.

Ghosts usually speak nightmare language, but this person speaks human language.

Of course, there are also ghosts who speak human language, but they should all be fierce ghosts, or have some moral skills.

"Ask you something!" the ghost spoke again.

This time Yan Mi came to her senses and nodded, but she didn't dare to say anything.

Because she thought it was too weird.

Based on her understanding of ghosts, the ghost in front of her was very strange.

"Forget it, take me to the Jingge of the Ghost King!" the ghost said again.

Yan Mi asked who are you?
When he asked back, he had already got up, and it seemed that he was ready to escape.

"You want to run?" The ghost saw it.

The next moment, Yan Mi immediately turned around and ran, but just after taking a step, she couldn't move her body.

Xu Mo had practiced some of the exercises in "Ghost and Immortal Tribulation" before, and among them was the soul-fixing technique.

It's for ghosts.

Yes, this ghost is Xu Mo.

The soul-fixing technique uses the energy of absolute yin to penetrate into the target's body, freeze its soul, and make it immobile.

Of course, this trick is probably useless for experts, but for a rookie like Yan Mi, it can be used once and for all.

Yan Mi cried in fright.

Even though she has been in the ghost king sect for nearly a year, she has never seen such a situation.

The ghost who was sealed in the 'Ghost Control Stove' by himself can actually attack his master?

This is simply a fantasy, an impossible thing.

But right now, this impossible thing happened, and the victim was still herself.

It is conceivable how shocked and terrified she was.

Cognition determines the direction of understanding the unknown.

Obviously, Yan Mi's cognition is not good enough, so she can't think of the possibility, her mind is blank.

"Why are you running?" Xu Mo went around and asked opposite her.

Yan Mi was even more afraid.

This ghost actually walked out of the ghost stove by itself, it's like a ghost, isn't the function of the ghost stove just to seal and control ghosts?

How did it fail?
When a person's cognition is subverted, he will be confused.

Now Yan Mi has started to feel confused.

"It doesn't look very smart!" Xu Mo felt a little helpless, but that's fine.He came to the Ghost King Sect just to obtain the entrance method of the Ghost Immortal. For this thing, other places are really not as good as this Ghost King Sect.

Of course, Xu Mo also knew Ghost King Zong's trump card, so he couldn't mess around.

Because the first two times when he came, he was very messy, but his goal was not achieved, and he was attacked by a group. The end was not very good, so I won't mention it.

So this time, Xu Mo learned his lesson and planned to keep a low profile.

In the Ghost King Zongli, if it is a lonely wild ghost, or a ghost without a master, it will be discovered soon. Xu Mo has already suffered from this point in the previous cycle.

That's why he hid in the Yin Gathering Cave under Ghost King Zong Mountain, waiting for the disciples of this sect to come down to catch the ghosts.

Really waited.

So to Xu Mo, it doesn't matter whether the disciple of Ghost King Sect is smart or not. The important thing is that there is such a disciple who can cover his actions.

He has only one purpose, to enter the ghost king's scripture pavilion and obtain the cultivation skills of ghost immortals.

It's that simple.

"I heard you say that you are going to participate in the disciple's first show tomorrow?" Xu Mo eased his tone. For the next period of time, that is, before he cultivates into a ghost fairy, he will have to stay in the Ghost King Sect and use the opponent's cover, so he has to be more polite.

He had heard about the situation of this female disciple in the ghost furnace just now.

If the disciple fails to make his debut, he will be concocted alchemy or ghost.

Died miserably.

So she also needs help now, this favor, I can help.

Then naturally, each can take what they need and help each other.

How good!

Sure enough, a good social ability can come in handy anywhere.

Xu Mo's next few words made Yan Mi let go of her nervousness and fear, and began to discuss how they should 'cooperate'.

"You, you just want to go to Ghost King Jingge?" Yan Mi asked.

Xu Mo nodded: "Not bad."

"But I have to pass the first show first." Yan Mi said, this is also her condition.

"It's not difficult. I heard from you before that the first show is a battle between disciples who have been in the arena for a year. I will guarantee you to pass." For Xu Mo, this matter was too simple.

But when the disciple made his debut, there must be high-level ghost kings watching. Xu Mo didn't want to be seen, so this detail had to be calculated with Yan Mi.

"If you want to win, but don't make too much publicity, you can't make a quick decision. The methods used are the methods of the ghosts controlled by other disciples."

"Then, it's Yin Gui Claw, the spell that all the disciples of the Ghost King Sect will practice after refining ghosts!"

"how to use?"

"I teach you, but can you learn in one night?"

"I will try my best to learn!"

It's useless for one night, it's useless for an hour, and Xu Mo has mastered it in less than half an hour.

"Ghost Claw!"

Xu Mo stretched out his hand to grab it.

A terrifying yin qi surged, and the next moment, a big tree in front was cut into several sections by a ghost claw, and rolled to the ground.

Seeing this, Yan Mi was stunned for a full minute before trembling: "I can win, I will definitely win!"

Then he remembered something, and whispered to Xu Mo: "When the time comes, you should hold back, this power, even the ghost of the elder can't beat you."

Xu Mo nodded, and started again at another tree.

This time, it just scratched the bark, leaving claw marks about an inch deep.

"This time it will work!"

When returning to the dormitory with the ghost furnace in hand, Yan Mi was still unspeakably excited.

She didn't expect that, unexpectedly, she would find such a powerful ghost.

Tomorrow's debut will definitely be fine.

Of course, she was also curious about where this ghost came from, and why it was so powerful without any resentment?
Without resentment, it is impossible to condense the ghost body?
How did this ghost do it?
Can't figure it out.

But this is not the key, the key is that she can pass the first show.

This is the most important point.

No sleep for one night.

The next day, all the disciples who participated in the first show got up early, and some of them stayed up all night, so they should seize every minute and every second to practice and improve, which is called cramming.

Because for the disciples who have just started for a year, this first show is too critical.

It's about life and death, do you think it's important?

Those disciples who are usually very strong, naturally look proud and proud.Those who are not strong enough, the existence at the end of the crane, all have solemn expressions, even despair.

After all, for them, being able to survive today is more important than anything else.

Yan Mi also arrived, and by coincidence, he ran into that one-eyed female disciple again.

"Yan Mi, last night I prayed to God and worshiped Buddha. I just hoped that we could get together today, so that you can experience what true despair is."

It can be seen that there is a great animosity between them.

But today's Yan Mi is completely different from yesterday's, full of confidence, calm and collected.

"Wanchen, you and I don't have any deep hatred, why bother? But if you really get drawn with me, I can only say that it's your bad luck."

Yan Mi is not a good girl either.

That's right, being able to make it to the first show in Ghost King Zong'an safely and steadily, this already shows that he is a ruthless person.

Otherwise, why is that Wanchen blind?

The latter was taken aback for a moment, and laughed back angrily.

"Okay, okay, Yan Mi, I want to see if you can still laugh when the time comes!"

The place of the first show is a bone cage similar to a ring.

A bit, like a fighting octagonal cage, with spikes inside, it looks like a crooked style.

Elder Wang Zong, a ghost, was in charge of drawing lots.

It is to take a pile of leaves, write the names of the first show disciples on them, take two at a time, and whoever is a pair will go on stage to fight.

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