Chapter 7 Ghost Cultivation Level
"Miss, do you think teasing handsome guys is fun?" Bei Minggu deliberately smiled slightly disapprovingly, "What kind of games are you playing on the mountain? I saw it when I passed by just now, and there was a Japanese devil. Are you acting in an anti-Japanese war movie? "

"That's a corpse!"

"Corpse?" Bei Minggu shook his head, with an expression of "you're kidding me".

Seeing that he didn't believe it and refused to drive, Ning Luo became anxious, stepped on the gas pedal by himself, and reached out to grab the steering wheel.

"Hey!" Bei Minggu blocked her feet, and at the same time held her hand stretched towards the steering wheel, evoking an ambiguous smile, "This can't be messed up, if the car overturns, I'm afraid it's just a fake show, we... They've become corpse demons, but they're still a couple, with a male and a female."

"It's really a corpse monster! There really is a ghost!" Ning Luo was really anxious, and quickly showed him the wound on his neck that was still bleeding black, "Look, this is the corpse monster's nails, hurry up Drive me to the hospital, otherwise if my corpse changes, you will be the first to eat."

Ning Luo shuddered when he thought of the ghost eating brain kernels, and shouted excitedly, "Please drive fast! I didn't believe that there are ghosts in this world before, but now I have really encountered ghosts! Do you believe it? , I can tell you, as long as you drive fast!"

Bei Minggu shrugged his shoulders, and finally reversed the car and drove back.

Seeing that he was getting farther and farther away from that terrifying mountain, Ning Luo's heart finally "thumped" and fell back into his chest cavity. Car, while looking at her, with an expression of listening to her story.

Ning Luo was afraid that he would stop driving, so he took a breath and said, "The Japanese devil you saw just now is a ghost. He specializes in eating people's brains, and he can nail people with a bayonet..."

"Ghosts are just a touch of soul, and you don't need to use a bayonet to kill people." Bei Minggu interrupted her, expressing her disbelief.

Ning Luo rolled his eyes, "There are many kinds of ghosts, simple ghosts, ghost figurines, ghost corpses, and corpses. The corpses I met just now are corpses. After death, before the soul leaves the body, people Raised, this kind of thing likes to eat human brains."

Bei Minggu cast a skeptical look.

Ning Luo was afraid that he would not believe him, so he thought he was teasing him, and drove himself out of the car. After all, if he hadn't experienced it himself, if someone told him that there are ghosts in the world, he would definitely treat that person as a psychopath, and then take a detour.

So in order for him to believe it, he had to be more credible.

So, Ning Luo searched for the contents of the "Cultivating Ghosts" she had read in her mind, and took it out bit by bit.

"As I said just now, there are many kinds of ghosts. The one who wanted to eat me just now should be a corpse. There is also a kind of ghost. People use the magnetic field of ghosts to combine with a certain body, so that they can live in the sun like a human. Free movement, but the mind is controlled, but there are also high-level ghosts that have their own thoughts and will."

"There is also a kind of ghost figurines. Some people use clay to make human figures, or robots, or even inflatable dolls. They can be used as bodies attached to ghosts, and then fed with chicken blood to become ghost figurines for the breeders to drive. Use it to achieve a purpose that humans cannot achieve."

"Furthermore, there are pure ghosts. Those on TV who turn into ghosts after death are all lies. In fact, ghosts are just ethereal phantoms in space and time. They are not aggressive, and they cannot act like people and other Animals touch objects with their hands and feet, most of the ghosts are sent to hell, waiting for the opportunity to reincarnate, only a few still stay in the world, have wisdom roots, and can practice ghosts by absorbing the essence of heaven, earth, sun and moon.”

"Practice ghost art?" Bei Ming and Gu Han narrowed his eyes, this woman finally talked about the point he was interested in, if his soul is not attached to his body, it is indeed as this woman said, there is no way at all. Touch something.

"Just like magic, there are levels." Ning Luo pursed her lips. Seeing that the man was about to believe her, she quickly continued, "Ghost magic is divided into seven levels, namely S, D, C, Y, B, E, M, each level has nine ranks, and not all will-o'-the-wisps are the legendary blue.

The ghostly blue will-o'-the-wisps that people usually call are just the fire produced by the phosphorus element in the body after death. In fact, the real will-o'-the-wisps are divided into red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple. These seven kinds of will-o'-the-wisps correspond to Dharma practice levels S, D, C, Y, B, E, M.

If you see bright purple will-o'-the-wisps, it means that the ghost is quite powerful, because even the King of Hades has only practiced ghost skills two levels higher than the M-level, while ordinary ghosts can only reach the first rank of the S-level. Also just a touch of red. "

Bei Minggu's eyes fell on the two blood jades on Ning Luo's feet involuntarily. The blood jades are not ordinary, and the words just now cannot be fabricated by ordinary people. Maybe this woman has the information he wants to get, so he directly asked: "I heard you have a nose and an eye, so if a person dies, can he be resurrected?"

"That depends on whether the lifespan is exhausted. If the lifespan is exhausted, the King of Hades will definitely not release the ghost back to the world." Ning Luo continued to say, "Ghosts are disturbed by the magnetic field. After death, the soul will be stripped from the body. The body will become cooler, which is called "removal of yang" in the five elements.

Once a person is cast off the yang, it means that the person is dead. Even if the yang life is not exhausted, the soul returns to the yang world, or even returns to the original body. A special method that allows the soul and body to fully fit together can be considered a real resurrection. "

"What special method?" Bei Minggu asked.

"How do I know?" Ning Luo is a typical person who can cross rivers and tear down bridges. Seeing that he is about to enter the city, even if the devils chase him, they will not be able to catch up, so she doesn't plan to say any more. In fact, what she wants to answer is: I haven't finished reading "Cultivating Ghosts" yet. , the method of resurrection is yet to come.

"Why do you know this? Who are you?" Bei Minggu suddenly stopped the car and looked at her seriously.

Who can I be, a normal person!
But Bei Minggu's eyes were too intimidating, and Ning Luo didn't dare to reply perfunctorily like this, not to mention that she only now found out that this man was very handsome, so handsome that both humans and gods were angry. She had always been more tolerant and patient with handsome men.

So, he took off his backpack, took out a book from it, and handed it out: "Here, I know from this book, for the sake of saving me, I will lend you a look."

It is a somewhat old 16-mo booklet, the cover is black and white, and the words "Cultivating Ghosts" are printed on it.

Bei Minggu felt a little annoyed for a moment, the girl who co-authored didn't understand this, she just used some things she saw in the book to deceive him, so many supernatural novels on the market are all made up by the author. A pastime at leisure, devoid of any truth or readability.

(End of this chapter)

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