Rebuild the Upgrade Path

Sandstone Castle occupies the land of three states, but fortunately, because there is still a village, the accent is unified, and the faith, under the exchange of various small schools, has become a strange appearance...

"White ghost...is this guy?"

About two miles outside the sandstone castle, a three- to four-meter-high stone statue stands. The body should be pure white, but it may be because the sun has been too long and the wind has been blowing in the sun. It is now gray.

On the whole, the whole person looks like a person, with a cane in his hand, with a big beard and bald head, like an old man.

The only difference from human beings is the pair of horns on top of the head.

The long horns on the head are really representative of ghosts, and...

"You feel it too."

"Ok."

Xiu Shu and I stood in front of the statue and looked at this guy.

To others, this may really be just a statue representing piety, but for us who have magic power, this is not the case.

Because within this mud stone statue, there is really this soul lodged!

And the appearance of that soul is undoubtedly the guy portrayed by this statue!

"It's that simple?"

I scratched my head.

I have yin and yang eyes, Xiu Shu, and demon methods, and I can see this guy. At this time, our location, although it can't be said to be within the sandstone castle, it can be regarded as an edge zone.

The scope of the village is generally not divided according to the location of the house, but also includes land, whether it is farmland, orchard, or public woodland. At this time, it is less than two miles from the official village. This statue should It's like a border card that says "Welcome to Sandstone Castle"...

"I have indeed heard that there will be some ghosts because they cannot move during the day, and they are lodged on some things that have a magical atmosphere or are related to him. This kind of statue or portrait based on him is the most suitable. He did this. It's reasonable, but..."

As Xiu Shu spoke, he suddenly hesitated, as if he was a little confused.

"But this also means that his strength is very low, right." I finished the rest of the sentence for him.

"Yes, that's what it means!" Xiu Shu immediately nodded and said yes with a fist.

I sighed: "It seems that Commander Duan thinks too much, but in fact, I also thought the same at the beginning. It is easy to think of ghosts and gods by using ghosts as gods, but in fact, they want to be the guardian of one party. God, you don’t necessarily need that kind of strength..."

People are divided into three, six or nine classes, flesh is divided into three levels, and everything is divided into levels. There are earth immortals, heaven immortals, and golden immortals; demons include little demon, big demon, and heaven demon; ghosts are also divided into little demon, stern ghost, ghost demon and ghost and god.

When I first came into contact with the world, the little ghost I saw in the mirror when I was in the barbecue shop belonged to the weakest kind, and its only function was to make the shop hot. So it is obviously hot at noon in summer, but there are still so many people sweating profusely while eating barbecue in the restaurant without air conditioning.

After I officially became a mage, I have been to that shop many times. It can be said that with the power of that guy, with the current me, I can destroy it by raising my hand, and I can kill a batch at will.

This is the weakest of the ghosts. Of course I mean the ghosts with mana and purpose. The most powerful of the ghosts are the ghosts!

Can ghosts become gods?

of course!

Everything can be accomplished, but the difficulty of becoming a **** is different.

God is like the top of a mountain. No matter what you are, you can climb up. Humans have human walking methods, and beasts have animal climbing methods. A person who has no limbs can move his shoulders continuously, but The degree of difficulty can be imagined.

And a stone and gravel that won't move can only rely on luck to see if a gust of wind will take him over...

Ghosts can also become gods, but the road to becoming gods is difficult to reach the sky, and the difficulty is not known how many times that people become gods.

This time I heard that the guardian deity of this sandstone castle is a ghost, and we subconsciously think that we have met this ghost. But in fact, the head of the village is not necessarily a politician; if you want to win dice at the wine table, you do not necessarily need unparalleled gambling skills.

All you have to do is to have a good influence in this small circle!

"Xiu Shu, let go of the demon!"

"Yes, sir."

Xiu Shu listened to my order without hesitation. With a burst of arms, a strong black gas jetted out of his head instantly, like the black smoke of a factory chimney, billowing into the sky, covering a ten-meter radius in an instant!

"The sun has been covered, hasn't it appeared yet?!"

I stretched out my right hand, grabbed it at the statue, screamed, and glared!

Slap!

It was like a thunder on the ground, and the whole statue was trembling. Kerala was like a mountain and the ground cracked. Inside, a dark shadow came out, as if being pulled out directly, and fell to my knees with a thud.

Xiu Shu took a step forward, pressing his right hand on the hilt, killing intent raging in a moment, so scared that he almost lost his soul!

"Spare! Two spare! Gods spare! Heroes spare! Heroes spare! Heroes..."

"Okay! What so many names?! Shut up!"

Good guy, is this a silly mouth? !

"Hey, yes!"

The ghost immediately closed his mouth and shut his mouth. It seemed that he was biting his lip with his teeth, for fear that a little noise would **** me off and be chopped to death by my palm.

I was speechless when I looked at him, and said that this lifelike thing is really a patron saint? Can this keep one party safe? The danger is coming, he is the first to run!

And while I was examining the white ghost rushing out of the statue, the old village chief wearing a gray robe suddenly stood up from the bed in the sandstone castle, frowning.

"Come here."

"in!"

There was a soft call, but the response was full of breath. As soon as the door of the house opened, a middle-aged man came in, his brow furrowed on the face of Guozi.

The village chief didn't even look at him, just stared at the floor in front of him, and slowly said: "Immediately summon the twelve white envoys and meet at the entrance of the village."

"Yes!"

The face of Guozi agreed and ran out quickly.

Until then, the village chief raised his head and looked outside the door, but he looked towards the sky.

"Boy, I want to see, you guy has a few kilos!"

...

On the other side, in front of the statue, the white ghost knelt on the ground, still trembling, while Xiu Shu and I were both lost in thought.

"What do you think..." After a few seconds of indulging, I asked suddenly. "Is what he said true?"

"Yeah..." Xiu Shu also pondered for a while and touched his chin: "Some truths, after all, he is so weak, it really doesn't look like..."

"is it?"

I sighed and knelt down and looked at him carefully.

She was snow-white, with white skin and white beard. Hair... Oh, no hair, even the walking stick is white.

Except for the pair of horns on the top of his head, he was obviously a human old man, of course, he was an old man coming out of a white flour tank.

In addition, the only thing that can be called a characteristic is that he is too skinny, especially the ribs, which looks scary. If this is a touch, there will be a result, that is, if you can knock him on the head, you will be hurt...

However, as a ghost, the strength of this product is too weak. With his current virtue, it doesn't take much effort to destroy him...

But what he just said is something that sounds very real and difficult to do.

This is a typical story of an old turtle in the Tongtian River.

When I say this, I don’t need to go into more details. This guy was originally the patron saint of this village. This is his site, but then a more powerful "Inspiration King" came and beat him away. He became the **** of the sandstone castle and bewitched the villagers.

And he, naturally, could only survive in this small statue, until our "Western Heavenly Scripture Four" came here.

But of course, he is not a tortoise, and the other is not a fish, so we are both...

Although nonsense is generally unbelievable, I think he has a high degree of credibility based on his demonstrated strength. After all, with this ability, it is impossible for the Shadow Army to have a headache.

To be honest, there is no need for the Shadow Army to come and see, but anyone who passes by a mage, Taoist, or monk who is a little savvy, who cares about something, can be killed by him...

"Sir, what should I do?" Xiu Shu looked at me and asked.

"Well... take him away. You have to go to the village anyway. You can't just walk around this place that can't be counted as the entrance of the village and go back. Otherwise, I can't hold the money safely, go in. Come, you come here!"

As I said, I stretched out my hand and grabbed the old white man. The guy was probably too scared. He didn't take any resistance. I held his bald head directly, but suddenly turned into a stream of light and entered the red glow in my chest. in.

If what he said is true, taking him there would be tantamount to killing him. But if I don't bring him, what if what he said is false? What should I do if he ran away?

Fortunately, it should be safe in my system.

"Xiao Mo, Lu Qijun, take good care of him." I said to the two in my heart, and immediately became two "OK".

"Yeah." I nodded and looked back at Xiu Shu: "Let's go."

The statue is less than two miles away from the entrance of the village, that is, a distance of a few hundred meters and less than one kilometer. The two of us have magical power and walk like flying. After walking along the dirt road in the mountain village for a while, we saw the entrance of the village in the true sense. .

Of course, I also saw 13 people at the entrance of the village!

The leader is an old man in a gray robe, with a gloomy face and a cold expression. Next to him, there are twelve men and women, old and young, all of them with unkind faces and full of hostility in curiosity. This uninvited guest.

"It seems something is going on!"

I whispered to Xiu Shu, stepped forward a few steps, clasped my fists and clasped my hands: "Everyone, I am not here with any hostility, just passing by. Seeing that this village is located at the intersection of three states, I was curious, so I came here. Look, I don’t know..."

In any case, there must be etiquette, although my reason sounds unreliable, but a high-sounding reason is better than no reason.

But at this moment...

"Do it."

A gloomy voice came, without any emotion, the head of the village gray robe looked at us coldly.

moment! The twelve figures disappeared immediately, but in the next second, they appeared in front of us.