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Chapter 11 Encountering Souls in the Mountains and Wilderness(1/2)

 Seeing that the Taoist priest who is a friend of the mountain god is willing to go.

The black bear spirit's waist couldn't help but straighten a little, feeling that this boundary could be passed safely.

Ning He ignored Black Bear Spirit's little thoughts and continued walking towards Lingcheng.

If you want to go to Qing County, you must first pass through Lingcheng, which is four hundred miles away.

When the black bear spirit saw the Taoist leader walking straight forward, he subconsciously followed.

But we haven’t gone far yet.

When he saw a road sign on the side of the road, which said "Northbound to Lingcheng", and looked at the official road at his feet, which was heading towards Lingcheng, he couldn't help but asked: "Taoist Master, we are going from Lingcheng to Lingcheng."

Travel through it?

Lao Xiong, I have been practicing for five hundred years, but I have rarely been to the main city."

When the black bear spirit said this, he couldn't help but remember that when he went to Sichuan City for fun, he was detained by the city god there and interrogated by the underworld.

If he didn't have any bloody resentment in him, he would probably end up in the underworld prison.

From this, he knew that as a demon clan, it was better not to enter the main city guarded by the city god, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

"Well, we go from Lingcheng." Ning He looked at the surrounding scenery and answered the black bear spirit's question, "The direction to Lingcheng is the closest."

"Okay..." Black Bear Spirit thought for a while and didn't ask any more questions. He mistakenly thought that since the Taoist priest knew the mountain god here in Lingcheng, he might also know the city god.

If you know me.

Then there is no big problem for him as a demon cultivator.

The City God should not cause trouble for him.

So, relax your body and mind completely.

He also unknowingly followed Ning He on foot, and from time to time he looked at the sparrows in the forest, just for fun.

Take another look at the trees outside the official road.

There were some trees that he had not seen in other places, so he was a little curious.

Sometimes I will rely on my own magical power to pick a fruit and try it.

Like ordinary tree fruits, if they are really poisonous, they cannot poison him.

At most, it would make his mouth numb for a few breaths.

And when he eats the fruit, his magic power also circulates, wrapping his chest and abdomen.

As long as the fruit is not right, it will be wrapped up immediately.

For a while.

Ning He saw the black bear spirit surpassing him for a while, and falling behind him for a while. From time to time, like ordinary people, he would climb trees and pick nearby fruits to try.

Occasionally, I can see his whole body running with mana, removing toxins from the fruit.

Saw this scene.

Ning He had nothing to do and had a slight sense of the black bear spirit's magic power. He found that although the black bear spirit's Taoism was high, it was not as advanced as Liang Chenghuang and others in terms of strength and magic power.

After getting this exact situation, Ning He also deeply understood the usefulness of the priest's decree.

The first is to enhance strength and empower spells.

The second is daily practice.

In the practice blessed by the law, if two people are in the same realm and have the same qualifications, then five years of practice by the priest is likely to be equivalent to ten years of practice by the black bear spirit.

For this reason, there is a saying in the cultivation world.

When it comes to the priest's conduct, it is calculated twice as much.

Three hundred years of cultivation is actually six hundred years.

Of course, in the world of cultivation, Dao Xing is just a superficial piece of information that lets people know a little bit about this monk.

When other people hear that monk Nana has practiced Taoism for four to five hundred years, their first impression is that it is difficult to deal with.

But the specific strength and realm depends on the individual.

It is very likely that a person with low qualifications who has practiced for a thousand years is not as good as a person with excellent talent who has practiced for a hundred years.

But for monks with low hard power.

They like to talk about their hundreds of years of practice, hoping that this will prevent outsiders from easily testing them.

When Ning He thought of this, he couldn't help but look at the black bear spirit climbing the tree in front of him.

This fellow Taoist Xiong Youjin is the one who often talks about Taoism.

At the same time, when the black bear spirit saw Ning Hewang coming, he also picked two red fruits and said with emotion: "Taoist Master, I have been practicing for more than five hundred years, but I rarely have such a leisurely journey.

Usually I am either warned by the evil spirits or asked by the mountain gods."

The words fell.

He took a bite of the fruit and found it quite sweet, just like in his memory two years ago. He also threw another one towards Ning He.

"This fruit is called red fruit. Lao Xiong has eaten it before, and the Taoist priest has also tasted it."

Ning He took it and took a look, it was a plum.

After the black bear spirit finished eating this one, he saw that there was only this 'red fruit tree' nearby, so he reluctantly looked at the few fruits on this tree, and did not pick more, but thought to himself that

Saying something very knowledgeable is like convincing yourself.

"The big buns are made by someone, so you can eat as many as you want.

But there are only so many such delicious fruits, so more people should be able to eat them, and no more should be picked."

After the black bear spirit said this, he climbed down from the tree neatly.

When Ning He heard this piece of knowledge, he couldn't help but ask: "Why don't fellow Taoists plant a few trees so that more people can try it?"

"That's not right." The black bear spirit shook his head and showed a convincing expression, "The Taoist priest doesn't know something. This red fruit needs to be naturally cultivated to taste delicious.

Because I have tasted the red fruits from the orchard, and they always have a mild taste, which is not as good as the red fruits that are naturally raised, and not as good as the big steamed buns.

After all, I have never eaten a big bun that was born in heaven.”

When he said this, he shook his head and said: "Besides, I have practiced practice for five hundred years and have never stayed in one place for too long.

If I look at a tree, I'm afraid it will trap me to death."

After saying this, the black bear spirit sighed and continued to find new fruits to eat.

Ning He tasted the plum he brought and took a bite. Maybe the black bear spirit was right about his knowledge. This fruit did have a crisper and sweeter flavor than the one in his previous life.

Go all the way like this.

From time to time, I taste the various fruits brought by the black bear spirit.

Until night.

The black bear spirit went away to the nearby forest and did not appear for a while.

Ning He continued to walk forward, and after walking two miles, he stood on this deserted and quiet official road.

After waiting for a while, the black bear spirit brought back two skinned rabbits from behind.

"Taoist Master." The black bear spirit shook the rabbit, and then looked at the dark sky but bright stars, "It's getting late, can you find a place to light a fire?"

Ning He looked forward and said, "There is someone making a fire in the forest half a mile away. Just borrow it from him."

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"Is there anyone?" The black bear spirit looked in the direction Ning He was looking at, and vaguely saw a ball of fire appearing and disappearing in the forest.

"He was a human when he was alive." Ning He continued to walk over there, "Now he is a fierce evil in human skin. You can see the bloody evil on his body from a distance."

"Ghost..." The black bear spirit pondered for a few seconds, then followed Ning He and walked forward.

Come closer and wait until you are about a hundred meters apart.

He also saw a person sitting in the clearing in the forest outside the official road, but there was no sinister aura at all.

The firelight also cast a shadow behind him.

The black bear spirit didn't see any difference between this man and ordinary people.

Because although he is a demon cultivator, and with the blessing of magic, he can also see some ghosts, but after all, he does not have the decree of the Yin God of the City God, and he is not specialized in cultivating this evil spirit.

So when the ghost puts on a layer of skin, it covers its own evil spirit.

Before the ghost uses any spells or appears.

The black bear spirit can't really be seen with just a few glances.

Similarly, although the Yin Hun is not as good as the black bear spirit, his cultivation level is similar to that of the black bear spirit.

Then when he saw Black Bear Spirit and Ning He approaching, he just thought they were two mortals.

So when he saw the prey coming to his door, he behaved like an outsider and added more firewood to the fire from time to time.

With such a good skin, he is not afraid of the fire.

At the same time, the black bear spirit walked and also sent a message to Ning He,

"Leave it to me, Old Bear! Let me find out his true identity."

While the black bear spirit was transmitting the message, he was not afraid of the ghost. On the contrary, with the Taoist priest by his side today, he felt confident and wanted to practice with the fierce ghost.

Unable to defeat them, he teamed up with the Taoist priest to suppress them.

"Yeah." Ning He took the rabbit from the black bear spirit's hand and took him over there, wanting to see what the deal was for this ghost that caught fire late at night.

Wait until you come to this clearing in the forest.

Normally, in the middle of the night, the owner of the fire suddenly saw two strangers approaching, especially one who was nearly two meters tall.
To be continued...
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