Chapter 162 Korean Ghost

With a dull explosion, a large hole appeared at the foot of the mountain. Everyone rushed over from the surroundings and saw that there was indeed a larger natural cave inside the mountain. When they shined a flashlight into it, they found it was bottomless.

The black cat jumped to the front, its beige pupils emitting white light like two small light bulbs. Two round bright spots appeared on the stone wall, but the areas not illuminated were still dark.

"It's still not possible without a headlamp." Qian Yukun was considering whether to snatch the five people's equipment.

"Oh, I have this." Yue Xinxin took out the Wangjianghu palace lantern. In an instant, the cave was as bright as day, brighter than fifty headlamps put together.

When Xu Xiangyang, Qian Yukun, Xiao Hei, White Cat Ling'er, and Lujiao Girl saw it, they hurriedly covered their eyes.

"Destroy it! Don't light this thing!"

Yue Xinxin smiled and said: "It's just lighting, nothing else, don't worry!"

Only then did a few people put down their hands and walked deeper under the light of the palace lantern.

The Mediterranean man walked in the middle, looking at the black cat with glowing eyes, and then at the palace lantern in Yue Xinxin's hand, which was comparable to a hernia headlight. His heart was still a little trembling. His eyes turned to the girl with antlers, and suddenly he found a tail behind her butt. With a snap, he hit a bat that flew out of the cave.

The Mediterranean man gasped, and the antlered girl immediately looked back at him, as if her little secret had been revealed, she stuck out her tongue playfully, and quickly put away her tail.

The Mediterranean man quickly slowed down, moved away from the antlered girl, and landed next to the last scarred man.

"I always feel like something is wrong with this group of people! Let's not go with them!"

The scarred man spat at him in a low voice.

"A blind person can tell something is wrong! What can we do? Do we really have a choice?"

The Mediterranean man whispered with a bitter face: "Then we have to find a way! I think I will go crazy if I continue like this!"

The scar-faced man pushed him. "Let's go! Shut your nonsense, I don't want to hear it!"

The Mediterranean man had no choice but to walk forward with a frown on his face. After a while, he couldn't help but want to find someone to talk to. He looked back and took another breath of air.

There was nothing behind, just a huge dark space!

"There's a ghost! He's been taken away!" The Mediterranean man hugged the flower-armed man and screamed loudly.

Everyone stopped, and the man with the flowery arm cursed in his mind, he must have escaped, if I were in the end I would escape too!
Chen Mo suddenly said: "I smell it..."

Yue Xinxin looked at him and said, "I smell it too."

She moved and quickly got into a side corridor without a trace. After a while, she came back carrying a ghost cultivator.

The ghost cultivator was still holding an arm in his hand, with a small half of his shoulder and chest attached to it, and blood was dripping from the fracture.

The tomb robbers were shocked when they saw this. Judging from the remaining clothing on the severed limb, it was the man with the scarred face!
After so many years in this industry, I really encountered a ghost this time!

Yue Xinxin threw the ghost cultivator to the ground. The ghost cultivator seemed not to be afraid and hurriedly stuffed the stumps into his mouth and stuffed them into his mouth.

Xu Xiangyang kicked the stump away. Although he couldn't stand tomb robbers, he still felt unhappy when a living person was killed by a ghost cultivator.

The ghost cultivator bared his teeth at him and made a squeaking sound, not knowing what to say.

"Can't you speak human language?" Qian Yukun slapped him.

Yue Xinxin shrugged. "He doesn't know Chinese because he is a Korean ghost."

This ghost cultivator is the Korean tourist who disappeared in the cave scenic area.

After he followed the tour group into the cave, he left the group for a while out of curiosity, climbed over the guardrail and walked into one of the caves to have a look.Unexpectedly, after turning a few corners, I got lost inside. I shouted loudly but got no response because everyone had already moved on.

If the Korean had stayed in place at this time, he might have been able to wait for everyone to search, but he was too anxious and walked further and further into the cave, so that several subsequent large-scale searches and rescues were inconclusive.

After finishing all the mineral water and snacks they brought with them, the Koreans eventually starved to death in the cave.

Because he died in a foreign land and died unjustly, his resentment lingered and gradually condensed into a ghost cultivator, but he had basically no magic power. He had only relied on a surprise attack to kill the scar-faced man.

Xu Xiangyang looked at the ghost cultivator on the ground coldly: "If you leave him here, if he is developed in the future, he will only kill others."

When the ghost cultivator heard this, he glared even more angrily. Unfortunately, he was not as strong as Xu Xiangyang and was held tightly by him, unable to move.

Yue Xinxin grabbed Xu Xiangyang.

"Wait a minute, let me think about it... A ghost like him who has no magic power and only has the power of telepathy in his body can actually dispel his resentment and maybe let him rest in peace."

"What do you mean?" Xu Xiangyang has never heard of this method.

Yue Xinxin took out the mandala fan, twisted it open, and the petals bloomed one by one, spitting out five slender stamens, shaking slightly, and wafting out an extremely elegant fragrance!

The four tomb robbers nearby were stunned. What kind of treasure is this?I felt that the fragrance penetrated into my nose, as if it brought a breeze to the spiritual platform, which was cool and moist, refreshing, but at the same time, my body became stiff and straight, as if it was tied up.

The four of them were horrified, it was so evil, this thing captured the soul!
But in fact, Yue Xinxin did not seize the four of them. The fragrance continued to emanate from the stamens, getting stronger and stronger, forming a substance visible to the naked eye, and condensed into a fingernail-sized fruit in the air, with one round end and a pointed tip like a meteor hammer. shape, the round head split open with a pop, and a sand-like seed popped out.

The mandala fan is made using a casting circle that combines the possession hourglass, soul-fixing needle, and soul song, and is cast after repeated transformations. It has a strong influence on the soul. The seeds condensed with the fragrance of flowers can be said to be It is the essence of it.

Yue Xinxin flicked her orchid finger, and the seeds flew into the forehead of the ghost cultivator, and then she softly recited the incantation in her mouth.

"The sky and the earth are clear and bright, and there is no intention. The soul rests and rests, calmly calming down. The water of the bright mirror, the dust-free wind. The souls are silent, the violent energy is subdued. The heart and soul are soothed, and the true self is unified."

Suddenly, a thousand feet of golden light shot out from between the ghost cultivator's brows, bathing his whole body in a warm and peaceful light. He gradually closed his ferocious eyes and sighed softly.

"I want to go home-"

Before the sound lingered, the figure had turned into golden light and dispersed, and the stars were extinguished in the night sky.

Yue Xinxin put away the mandala fan, and the four tomb robbers felt their stiffness disappear and regain their freedom.

Chen Mo took the fan in his hand and looked at it over and over, and couldn't help but admire it.

"The Requiem Curse is just an ordinary spell, but you can use this fan to produce such a miraculous effect. How wonderful!"

Xu Xiangyang looked at the last bit of golden light that was extinguished and asked: "Did the resting soul go to the underworld?"

Yue Xinxin shook her head.

"No. The soul is originally energy. Now that the obsession disappears, there is naturally no basis for existence, so it is returned to the universe, heaven and earth. The universe is a cyclic system in which the total amount of energy remains unchanged. The resting soul will enter the next stage together with all things. The cycle of energy.”

Chen Mo couldn't help but nod his head while listening.

"This is a new theory. You discovered it in the Land of Destruction?"

Yue Xinxin feels like a close friend.

When she was in the Land of Disillusionment, she saw countless soul fragments squeezing each other, gradually rolling into giant snowballs, absorbing all the surrounding soul fragments and collapsing inward to form the Eye of Disillusionment, and finally erupting energy outwards, which is obviously the maintenance of the Yin and Yang Realms. The natural law of energy constant and cycle.

"I have also entered the Land of Destruction. I have thought of some vague concepts, but I have not used magic weapons to put them into practice. Your innovation is very practical!"

Yue Xinxin's eyes curled up with laughter when she heard the compliment.The four tomb robbers nearby were stunned for a moment after hearing this. What nonsense are these people talking about?
(End of this chapter)

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