Riding a Phoenix to Cultivation

Chapter 245

"That skeleton is a ghost cultivator? A ghost cultivator should be a conscious practice after becoming a ghost. It is called a ghost cultivator. There is no way to become a ghost cultivator just by relying on the memory in front of him."

Feng Yi had already leaned against the door at some point, and when he heard Baili Duanyun mention Guixiu, he suddenly said something.

"That's true. I didn't expect Mr. Yi to know about Ghost Xiu."

Master Yi?what is this?Wonton raised his head slightly to look at Feng Yi, but Feng Yi turned his head as if he didn't see Wonton.

Wonton pouted its small | mouth, sulking.

"The bone is indeed a ghost cultivator. At first, the bone was just a ghost. Later, the ancestors found someone to collect the bone, and wanted to save the bone. Who knows that the person who got it was not good."

"Did he capture the bones and use sorcery to refine them, trapped the bones to death on top of the bones, and wanted the bones to become his subordinates, just like spirit beasts?"

Baili Duanyun was surprised, he quickly raised his head to look at Feng Yi, and found that Feng Yi still had a calm expression, as if those words just now were just thought up by him.

Seeing Baili Duanyun's expression, Ouyang Chengfei knew that Feng Yi was right, and it was inevitable that he also took a fancy to Feng Yi.

"That's right, the man took away the bones, but he developed evil intentions and wanted to make the bones his ghost cultivator's subordinate. You know, ghost cultivators are very difficult to kill."

Unless the soul is broken, the ghost cultivator will not die or suffer, what do you do with it?
"At the beginning, because there were many messy things in the mountain, the ancestors kept that man for a few more days, and wanted him to help in the villa."

The cultivator should have left with the bones as soon as possible, but the cultivator was greedy, thinking that since the bones appeared in the flower field, there might be other bones under the flower field.

As a result, the cultivator quietly entered the flower field at night, and died in the flower field the next day.

"It is said that the strangest thing is that all the burned flowers in the flower field bloomed overnight, and the white mist filled the air. When the servants found the cultivator, the bones were sitting beside the cultivator."

After Ouyang Chengfei inquired about this passage, his eyes lit up immediately and he started talking.

Seeing that everyone listened seriously, Ouyang Chengfei deliberately exaggerated, "I heard that the cultivator was poisoned to death first, his face turned blue, and his seven orifices were bleeding. Then he was ripped apart by the bones, and he dug out his heart and liver and threw it aside. !"

"Ah!" Little Treasure was frightened when he heard this, and suddenly jumped up and hid behind Baili Duanyun.

When Ouyang Chengfei saw it, he covered his stomach with a smile.

"Bastard!"

"Hey, I'm Xiaobao, you are so big, what's the use of hiding behind hundreds of miles?"

"Shut up!" Baili Duanyun kicked Ouyang Chengfei angrily, telling him to stay where he was cool.

"Although what Ouyang said just now was terrifying and exaggerated a bit, the truth is the same. Because of that incident, the servants who came out also died one after another, and the servant who was in charge of burning flowers before also died. The seniors thought it was weird, and I didn’t want to let this matter spread, so I suppressed it, and the sacrificial training ground was not repaired.”

Later, in order to prevent people from entering this place of death by mistake, the villa put this sea of ​​flowers into a forbidden area.

After listening to the whole story, Wonton concluded that there was nothing wrong with Baili Shanzhuang, the co-author of the forbidden land.

It was purely that Baili Mountain Villa was blind for a while, bought a mountain with a problem, and found a person with a problem, but it didn't get any benefits, and a bunch of people died instead.

That's bad luck!
Wonton and everyone present silently complained about this sentence.

"Even so, for hundreds of years, the white bones have not hurt people at will, but they will go crazy when they see blood. It should be something wrong in the process of being refined into a ghost cultivator."

Having said that, everyone couldn't help but look at Wonton's hand.

Along with the others, Wonton blushed when she saw her bandaged hands.

With her back like this, the bones were bleeding.

(End of this chapter)