Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

Chapter 53 Return to the Ghost Tower
"Maybe I should find myself some teammates..."

Watching Zhang Yaocheng leave, Zhang Qian suddenly had such an idea.

After all, a person's power is limited, and he cannot balance ghost hunting and the safety of his family.

In order to gain the power to fight against evil spirits, he is destined to travel abroad. Although he leaves various means behind, the supernatural will only become more and more dangerous. These precautions may not guarantee the safety of his family.

It would definitely be much better if there was a teammate guarding the house. The problem was that ghost masters were short-lived ghosts, and they might mutate anytime they were left at home.

Feng Quan is a bit ruthless, Zhang Han is a good guy but too weak, Xu Shaowen has no offensive power at all, and Jiang Yuxin doesn't know what's going on.

Zhang Qian helplessly held up his forehead. None of these ghost masters were normal. It would be great if other immortal cultivators existed...

"I don't know if Wu Lei has started. He has a good foundation and should be able to succeed."

Thinking of this, Zhang Qian simply called Wu Lei, "Brother Angkor, please drive to the garden to pick me up..."

Wu Lei happened to have not gone far after sending Zhang Yaocheng home. When he received the call, he immediately turned around and returned to the community.

A black Maybach slowly stopped in front of Zhang Qian. He put the suitcase, opened the door and got in.

Wu Lei adjusted the rearview mirror and asked, "Master, where are we going?"

"Limin Community, follow the navigation."

A location was sent to Wu Lei's mobile phone by Zhang Qian. The car window was closed, blocking out the noise outside.

The vehicle started slowly, and Zhang Qianye and Wu Lei started chatting.

"Didn't you want to become an immortal some time ago? I gave you the secret book. How is it going now?"

Wu Lei showed an honest smile and said with some embarrassment: "My talent is still not as good as that of Brother Tao. That book is too profound for me. I have been studying it whenever I have free time these days, but I still haven't found any tricks."

Zhang Qian nodded. Although Wu Lei said it politely, he knew that Wu Lei probably didn't even understand.

He comforted: "It's normal not to understand. I was confused at first. But in the end I figured out, all roads lead to Rome, why bother sticking to the meaning of words? The important thing is to find that feeling. and state of mind, just follow your feelings.”

"Uh...how do you feel?" Wu Lei was a little confused.

Thinking that I felt nothing other than wanting to sleep after reading the secret book, I couldn't help but start to doubt that I had no talent for cultivating immortals at all.

"You will understand it naturally when you understand it. If you don't understand it, you won't understand it even if I say it. Just relax and believe that you can do it."

Zhang Qian did not explain the secret book to Wu Lei. In his opinion, everyone's understanding is different, just as everyone's path is different.

Even if Zhang Qian practices the same technique, he will not impose his will on Wu Lei. Thousands of people with thousands of faces are what a cultivator of immortality should be like.

"It's a pity that the senior who made the elixir for me is still in a coma, otherwise I could have asked him to help you. When I was laying the foundation, I also hinted at taking the elixir. Although it is a bit bitter, the effect is very good."

Zhang Qian's tone was a little regretful. According to Wang Shijin's information, senior Liu Ren still had no intention of waking up in the past two days.

"Senior?" Wu Lei said in surprise, "Brother Taoist's senior is probably a peerless expert, right? How could such a person be injured?"

In his opinion, Zhang Qian's strength was enough to kill a liger with his bare hands.People who are stronger than Zhang Qian are probably no longer afraid of bullets, and can even fly over walls, right?

"Senior is special, probably equivalent to an alchemist. He is not very strong but specializes in medicine. His medical and alchemy skills are very exquisite. He often saves lives and heals the wounded in the world." Zhang Qian thought for a while and gave an example, " Did Ge Xuan know about it during the Three Kingdoms period? He became an immortal by refining elixirs, and my senior might not be able to be Ge Xuan’s second best."

"I see……"

Wu Lei was greatly shocked and felt more and more that the lineage of cultivating immortals was unfathomable and much better than the ak he played before.

Not long after, a deserted community appeared in sight. "Master, is this here?" Wu Lei asked.

"This is the community. I'll go get something. Just wait for me outside." Zhang Qian got out of the car and took out the huge gold suitcase from the trunk.

"it is good."

Wu Lei didn't ask any questions, drove into a parking lot, sat in the driver's seat and began to study the secrets of cultivating immortals.

But before I knew it, my upper and lower eyelids started fighting again.

There's no way, it's okay for a reckless man like him to read some novels, but reading this kind of ancient book is like a book from heaven.I know each word separately, but I don’t know what it means when they are put together.

On the other side, Zhang Qian dragged his suitcase and stepped on the stone bricks.

He didn't mean to avoid Wu Lei, but he just felt that this place was a bit weird and not suitable for ordinary people.

After all, several ghost-detection bloggers died inexplicably, and the truth has not yet been found out.

The gate of the community was open, and the security guard in the security booth was minding his own game, not even trying to talk to Zhang Qian.

Zhang Qian didn't ask for trouble, and after a quick glance, he went straight into the community.

"A ghost business card, a shy ghost, a tattooed ghost face, and a paintbrush that doesn't know what it does, and I don't know what it can be made from." Zhang Qian thought while climbing the ash-covered stairs.

He said he wanted to make an elixir, but Zhang Qian had not yet decided which materials to use and how many ghosts to use.

According to the first experience, it should be necessary to pair two supernatural powers. It should be possible to force the pairing by directly adding it to the envelope, but that would only take the power of one ghost.

He was about to come into contact with the Ghost Realm, and he still hoped to build a deeper foundation.

Just as he was thinking about it, a security door appeared in his sight.

"Take them all back first, and then try slowly."

With a creak, Zhang Qian pushed the door open and entered.

The scene inside has not changed much, it is still neat and tidy, as if there are still people living inside.

Zhang Qian lifted the bed with one hand and moved away the floor tiles with the other.

Those gold boxes painted with red paint lay quietly in the pit, with the seals on them still intact and no sign of being opened.

"Luckily, it seems that no unlucky person came to cause trouble."

It is indeed a place that even homeless people despise. Fortunately, he will not need to come here in the future.

The boxes were stacked one by one in the suitcase, and a few ropes were tied for safety.

Although these boxes plus the gold suitcase weighed over a hundred kilograms, Zhang Qian could easily pick them up with one hand and walked out of the building leisurely.

After leaving the community, Zhang Qian made a phone call.

"Brother Ang, I've got it done here. Come and pick me up."

After a while, the car drove away with Zhang Qian.

In the distant building, the residents received more important tasks and failed to stand up to see Zhang Qian off like last time.

(End of this chapter)