The night of genocide, I activated the ghost skills

"Um, Brother Yan"

"If I also declare seclusion, is it okay?……"

Before Xiahou Swordsman finished speaking

"No."

Yan Chixia interrupted directly

"give up"

"You are not suitable for cultivation."

Xiahou Swordsman looked disappointed.

The opportunity to seek immortality was in front of him, not to mention him.

Even the emperor would be tempted.

"If you are willing to become my disciple"

"I can teach you a magical skill."

"It will be enough to make you invincible and extend your lifespan."

Xiahou Swordsman hesitated for a long time, but he turned around and left.

He seemed to be decisive in killing, but at least his heart was upright. He was the type who never made big mistakes but kept making small ones. He could not fall from a world-famous chief constable to an evil demon.

"A good swordsman."

The cultivator commented, but he didn't care.

Ning Caichen avoided the three people and cleaned up the house.

"Yan Chixia, how long do you think that scholar can survive in today's world?"

Yan Chixia did not answer.

"your name"

"Single Room"

"No surname, or rather, this world is the surname."

Yan Chixia still did not make any comments.

He began to explain the sword-controlling technique.

"I see"

"Control the sword with spirit and assist the sword with qi"

"Spirit is the driving force, Qi is the energy"

"The key lies in the secret of placing the god in the instrument."

"Swords are coming!"

Dense wooden swords emerged from the ground and then flew freely in the sky.

His sword-controlling skills far surpassed that of his master Yan Chixia.

On the one hand, his starting point in cultivation was too high, and he only lacked the know-how.

On the other hand, as a mortal, Yan Chixia's spirit was too weak. He was unable to refine his spirit into the flying sword.

Without a strong enough spirit and powerful true qi, controlling the sword was difficult.

Yan Chixia switched from a martial artist to a fairy cultivator.

It was already quite good to have the current results.

Yan Chixia's face was visibly autistic.

"If Yan Chixia you are willing to accept my evil magic"

"It can also easily achieve the effect I have now."

The cultivator is still promoting his so-called magical powers.

"never mind"

"I still want to die with a clean conscience."

Even Xiahou Swordsman refused.

How could he be worse than Xiahou Swordsman.

In fact, the cultivation world still overestimated the difficulty of cultivation.

Any cultivation is one method, all methods are mastered.

The same is true for cultivation.

Under the command of a high roost, as long as he understands the core tricks, he can immediately master it.

In one night, the sword-controlling skills in the cultivation world were perfected.

Ning Caichen went down the mountain at dawn.

As a scholar, he rewrote an account book based on his memories and tried to ask the shopkeeper of Guobei County for debt.

But he didn't know that the shopkeeper was dead.

Fortunately, a female ghost was stuffed into his body by the cultivation world.

This female ghost was Nie Xiaoqian.

The only female ghost that he didn't kill.

Let this female ghost protect Ning Caichen's safety.

It can be regarded as a little compensation for the good people in this world.

In the morning, all of Yan Chixia's spells were learned.

In the afternoon, all of Yan Chixia's Buddhist methods were also learned.

He couldn't imagine such an evil demon in the cultivation world. He could actually practice Buddhism.

Even after he had a little foundation in Buddhism, the Diamond Sutra, which even Yan Chixia could not comprehend, took the initiative to show its mystery in front of the cultivation room.

When Yan Chixia saw that the cultivation room had cultivated the golden body of Buddhism and the Vajra Dharma image with the help of the Diamond Sutra, his three views were about to collapse.

He was a good man, and he had been comprehending the Diamond Sutra for more than ten years, and he only comprehended a Vajra Dharma mantra.

That is, Prajna Paramita.

And a method of opening the eyes.

But the cultivation room actually directly condensed the golden body of Buddhism and the Vajra Dharma image. The gap was too big.

Yan Chixia certainly didn't know.

The self in each plane of the cultivation room generally used the bloody killing of Vajra to subdue demons, and finally used the Bodhisattva method to save all living beings.

He killed many people, but could save even more people.

Even if the cultivation room got a little merit, it would be enough for him to achieve the right result in the world of A Chinese Ghost Story, a world where Buddhism and Taoism were cut off.

"The real thing is non-thing"

"All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows; like dew and lightning, so we should view them in this way."

"The transformation from reality to illusion is like a dream."

"It's a pretty good magical power."

The cultivators didn't take the Buddhist magical power seriously.

Because when it comes to magical powers, he has too many to count.

One more Buddhist magical power is not much, one less is not much.

It can only be said to expand your knowledge.

"Why can you understand the Diamond Sutra inheritance?"

"And it is also possible to cultivate the golden body of Buddhism and the Vajra Dharmakaya?"

"Who are you?"

Yan Chixia completely lost his usual calmness.

"Why can I?"

"Of course I saved the world more than once in my previous life"

"If you have such a past life, you can do it."

Yan Chixia had no choice but to say nothing.

Because the reincarnation theory was the best explanation for the situation in front of him.

But the biggest problem was that if there was such a great past life, he should have been born into an extraordinary family and become very successful in this life.

How did he end up on the path of an evil demon?

"alright"

"Now we can go deal with the Black Mountain Demon"

"If I was only 99% sure before"

"Now I am 100% sure."

Yan Chixia was speechless again.

"Do you want to join us?"

"Together."

Yan Chixia nodded.

After seeing the cultivation of the golden body of Buddhism and the Vajra Dharma image in the cultivation room, his grudge against the cultivation room disappeared.

Because the Vajra Dharma image in the cultivation room is the angry Vajra. The so-called angry Vajra uses thunderbolt methods.

The same is true in reverse.

Taking advantage of the dim night.

Yan Chixia stood steadily on the wooden flying sword in the cultivation room and flew to the Black Mountain Mass Graveyard.

He actually also mastered the flying sword method.

But his true energy is limited.

He can't fly for a long time with the sword.

He can only take the flying sword in the cultivation room.

"Mass grave"

"How many people had to die to turn the mass graves into demons and last for a thousand years."

Yan Chixia was silent.

He didn't know what to say.

Because it was related to the world and the overly tough folk customs in Guobei County.

There are no good people in Guobei County.

It's not just talk.

Lanruo Temple deserved the fate it had. What kind of temple could raise a demon from the locust tree planted in its own temple?

And so many female ghost ashes and corpses were buried under the locust tree. The inside story is chilling. Fortunately, good and evil will eventually be rewarded. When the locust tree turned into a monster, the monks of Lanruo Temple naturally paid the price for it. They were all eaten up by the tree monster overnight.

"To deal with such monsters, this is the way to go."

A blood eye appeared out of thin air from the palm of the cultivator's hand.

Then it fell from the sky into the Black Stone Mass Graveyard.

This blood eye is called the Grave Soil Blood Eye.

It can continuously transform grave soil with extremely strong sealing power to bury the target.

The mass graveyard is completely tailor-made for this blood eye.

The Black Mountain Old Monster, whose soul was in the Wrongful Death City in the underworld, suddenly felt that his body and soul were disconnected.

His body was suppressed in a very short time!

Who on earth dared to cause trouble for him!