Zombie: Magic automatically reaches full level

In the evening, Lin Feng rushed to a town fifty or sixty miles away from Maoshan and found an inn to live in.

After some washing, he sat cross-legged on the bed and took out the broken book that Shi Shaojian gave him.

The book is incomplete, only two thin pages, but fortunately, the two preserved pages are not damaged or heavy, and can still be read.

“Ghost Pastoral Technique: Extracting Souls, Refining Fierce Spirits and Evil Ghosts… Between walks, a hundred ghosts arch guard… A hundred ghosts walk at night…”

Reading through the broken book, Lin Feng’s eyes showed a hint of a different color: “Drawing the soul, refining the fierce soul and evil ghost, a vicious spell, but it is much simpler than the Maoshan technique, as long as you are bold and ruthless, you can get started…”

“Witchcraft detected—ghost herding!”

“Ghost Magic automatically reaches full level!”

Countless memories of ghost herding surged into my heart, and a mana power grew and operated in my body.

Ten breaths later, Lin Feng opened his eyes, and his bright eyes were full of surprise.

“Sure enough, crosser, how can there be no system?”

“The system may be late, and you must not be absent when you arrive.”

“And my system is an automatic full-level system for evil magic.”

“Any evil art, as long as I learn it, I will automatically reach the full level.”

“It is precisely because of the existence of this system that I have been practicing hard in Maoshan for ten years, and none of the Maoshan techniques have ever started.”

Lin Feng muttered.

He thought that he would have an ordinary life, but he did not expect that God was waiting for him here.

“Evil arts can allow me to cultivate mana and become a warlock in just ten breaths, but I can’t start practicing Maoshan Art for ten years… Therefore, evil arts are evil arts, as long as they can become stronger, it doesn’t matter. ”

Firmly convicted, Lin Feng took out the black bag that Shi Shaojian gave him.

Now, he had reached the level of ghost herding art, but he could see that this black bag was made of black cat skin.

Black cats are psychic and have a heavy yin qi, so many ghost breeders like to use black fur to make ghost bags to raise ghosts, which is convenient to carry around.

“A fierce soul, just right to be my first ghost slave.”

Feeling the movement inside the ghost bag, a sharp color flashed in Lin Xi’s eyes.

A soul that has just died and is separated from the body is called a ghost. The ghosts go up, the fierce ghosts, the evil ghosts, the powerful ghosts, the ghost generals, and the ghost kings.

In the art of ghost-herding, although there is a method of extracting souls to refine fierce souls and evil spirits, these all take time and slowly cultivate.

If there are ready-made evil spirits, it is naturally the best.

Although his ghost herding technique has reached the full level, because he has not refined ghost things, at this moment, he is able to reach the level of a warlock with all his cultivation.

Taoist cultivation is from low to high, divided into warlocks who have just started, mages who have slightly cultivated into small formations, archmages who have already entered the hall, and further up, there are earth masters and heavenly masters.

Lin Feng is now a warlock, and in the realm, he is comparable to the fierce souls in the ghosts.

Immediately, he urged mana and poured into the ghost bag in his palm.

In the ghost bag, the fierce soul sensed the crisis and suddenly became restless.

From time to time, small bags bulged up on the ghost bag, which were fierce spirits mad inside, wanting to escape.

However, it has no chance.

The cold mana penetrated into it, refining its form.

After half a blaze of incense, there was no movement in the ghost bag.

And the aura on Lin Feng’s body is also a lot stronger.

If it was just the early stage of the warlock, then now, after refining a fierce soul, it has reached the middle stage of the warlock.

Lin Feng collected the spell and reached out to pat the ghost bag in his hand.

“Master!”

A black qi emerged from it, turning into a fierce soul with a body that was almost transparent, with black qi wrapped around its body, kneeling in front of Lin Feng.

“Haha, good, good.”

Lin Feng laughed loudly, laughing so hard that tears came out.

In this chaotic world where demons are rampant, he finally has a little means to protect himself.

Although this method is still very weak, as long as he can keep looking for ghosts to refine, he can quickly become stronger.

“Next door, in the middle of the night, laughing at your paralysis, why do you want to die?”

At this moment, a fierce roar came from next door.

Lin Feng remembered that it was a man with a flesh, mighty and domineering face, and he knew at a glance that he was not a good person.

“Huh-”

Lin Feng grinned and looked at the fierce soul kneeling in front of him.

“Go! Scare him! ”

Swoosh-

The fierce spirit in front of him plunged into the wall and passed through it.

Soon, a heart-rending scream came from next door: “Ah… Help me…… Ghost…… There are ghosts…”

PS: Also good and evil, the three views are not very positive, everything is as you like, big guys be careful!