Chapter 6 Nine Nether Ghosts

"Sisi, Sisi" Mo Hun was sitting on a huge stone on Jingsi Cliff and heard a strange noise behind him, accompanied by the faint sound of wind in his ears.

Sisi? Is it a snake? Why is he so unlucky? He is most afraid of snakes. Mo Hun was startled and looked back hurriedly.

I saw Tang Yan looking at me with a smile from behind. The breeze was blowing Tang Yan's gorgeous clothes, and her long hair was dancing quietly. Her beautiful big eyes, as clear as spring water, made Mohun stunned for a moment.

"Brother Mohun, it's all my fault that I didn't take good care of you and made you meditate here for fifteen days. No, here are the meals for the fifteenth day. They are all in the storage ring." Tang Yan stretched out her hand, and a ring shone in her hand.

Glow.

It's the ring again. Why do cultivators like to give rings? Mo Hun took the ring and said, "I didn't understand the rules and caused trouble. I'm fine here. You can go back."

"Then I'll come secretly at night." Tang Yan looked at Mo Hun with questioning eyes and asked.

"Why are you here? The mountain roads are difficult to walk at night, so you'd better not come."

"Then...you practice hard, the fifteenth day will pass soon." Tang Yan bit her lower lip lightly, lowered her head and said.

"kindness."

Seeing Tang Yan walking down the mountain reluctantly, Mo Hun waved goodbye from afar and took a deep breath.

I have to speed up my practice. I'm afraid Tang Yan's cultivation level is several levels higher than mine. Fortunately, I didn't offend her, otherwise I would have suffered a lot more. Senior sister, who knows if she will play tricks on me on a whim in the future.

Come on, the most important thing right now is to work hard to improve your strength, Mo Hun secretly made up his mind.

I just suddenly felt a little confused. I used to kill wild beasts in the training ground to stimulate the output and inhalation of my own spiritual energy to form a microcirculation. Now that I have left, the master has not given me any instructions on how to practice.

Dharma or something like that, spiritual energy is so sparse in this vast world, and without the assistance of mental dharma, it is not easy to quickly absorb it into the body.

When Mo Hun was depressed and had no idea what to do, his eyes inadvertently glanced at the ring on his ring finger, the white jade ring given by his master.

Now that I am a third-level monk in the Qi refining stage, I should be able to take out some things from it. Maybe there will be treasures. If I use such a good white jade to make a storage ring, if I don’t put something valuable in it, I will be sorry for all the people in the world.

ah.

Mo Hun hurriedly injected the true energy into it slowly, and the Xumi space among the mustard seeds slowly appeared in front of his eyes. It was not very big. There were 12 grid rooms in a circle. Each grid room was about one foot square. The nearest one

It was some clothes, and many unnamed gadgets. There were also some bags of different sizes.

The master was really impressed. He put all the messy things in such a good ring. He thought there would be weapons in it. After looking around, he couldn't even see any shards of swords. In retrospect, the master even put his own sword in it.

I broke it, which is very polite. These days, I feel quite uneasy without a weapon in my hand.

Mohun casually threw out some seemingly useless things, leaving behind a pile of thick books, some books made into jade slips, a flute, and several ancient-looking maps, until

He looked tidier and regained his vitality slowly.

Scattered on the ground were a few things taken out of the ring, a stack of talismans with cinnabar writing on them, and a pile of stones.

The talisman used by the young man in white looked like this. I didn't know what magical powers these had, and whether they could also produce the big hammer. Mo Hun took out one and looked at it carefully.

Although I studied calligraphy very hard with my mother when I was a child, it is not something that Mo Hun can do to clearly see and understand the characters on this talisman.

However, the picture on the talisman paper is still clearly legible, and there is a small sword drawn on it.

Why are you using this? Mo Hun thought to himself.

For a long time, I couldn't figure out what kind of magical power this guy had.

Immediately, he imitated the appearance of the boy in white in his memory, placed the talisman flat in the palm of his hand, and urged it with his true energy. The talisman flew into the air and turned into several small golden flying swords, stabbing away with a sound of sword chanting.

.

Sure enough.

The power seemed to be much more powerful than that pretty boy's hammer. Mo Hun carefully collected these talismans one by one and put them in his arms in case of life-saving needs.

In addition, there are some stones the size of bird eggs on the ground, there are dozens of red, green, and blue stones. When he touches them lightly with his hand, there is a faint spiritual energy flowing inside, and Mo Hun is very happy.

Grabbing a handful of red stones in the palm of his hand, because there were relatively more red stones, Mo Hun sat still, with his eyes slightly closed, entering a meditative state, and then slowly guided the energy into his body.

Only a weak energy from the stone inside the spirit stone flows into Mo Hun's body. This energy circulates several times in the meridians and slowly turns into spiritual power that enhances cultivation.

After a while, the energy flow released by the spiritual stones in his hand stopped. Mo Hun opened his eyes and saw that they had turned into gray stones, with no spiritual energy fluctuations at all. Looking at the spiritual power in his body,

I have only made a little progress. If I continue at this rate, I am afraid I will need hundreds of such stones to advance to the fourth level of the Qi Refining Stage, so I will have to ask for more when I see the master next time.

After thinking about it, Mo Hun was no longer stingy. He divided the remaining stone into two pieces, pressed the palms of both hands on it, and entered the cultivation state. I don't know what happened this time. It was because there were too many stones or something. Mo Hun just

He felt that the powerful energy flow was violently impacting his meridians. The original slightly cool feeling was now intensified. His arms seemed to have gone deep into the ice water. Mo Hun could hardly bear it anymore. His whole body was exposed to the sun, risking his life.

There was a heavy white air, but seeing the spiritual power continuously improving his cultivation, he gritted his teeth and persisted.

The soul-stirring chill slowly dissipated after a long time, and a warm flow of spiritual energy continued to flow through the meridians throughout the body.

The next day, when it was about to dawn, Mo Hun came out of his cultivation state. He was at the late stage of the fourth level of the Qi refining stage. He didn't expect that these stones were so powerful. They raised him to a higher level overnight. Although he didn't sleep all night, Mo Hun was

I feel very energetic all over my body and my eyes are getting brighter and brighter.

The clouds in front covered the distant mountains and slowly floated, creating an ethereal and beautiful scene.

Tianma Mountain was about to get bright, but it was still pitifully dark. In such a scene, Mo Hun felt vaguely a bit scary. There seemed to be someone behind him. Don't look back, don't look back...

There was a weak voice in my heart that kept shouting this sentence.

"Come out." Mo Hun took a deep breath and slowly sat on the big rock. "Who are you and why are you following me?"

Under the black night, a middle-aged man in black robe walked out like a ghost. He seemed to move very slowly, but in a few seconds, he was in front of Mo Hun.

His whole body was covered in black, and there was no trace of life. He stood motionless opposite Mo Hun, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "I can't believe that you have made progress in just two years."

"Stop talking nonsense, who are you?" Mo Hun vaguely felt that the person who came was not good.

"Under the God of Death, the Nine Nether Ghost Demon - Luo Yun, you should be recalling something, right?" The man in black seemed to be laughing after finishing speaking, but the laughter was filled with a deep chill.

"You know Luo Ying, is he also a ghost from the Nine Netherworld?" Mo Hun suddenly felt that this person had a great connection with Luo Ying.

"Yes, he is also a ghost from the Nine Netherworld. However, he rebelled against the God of Death two years ago. This time I came out to take his life." The man who called himself Luoyun looked up at the distant clouds passing through the mountains.

"You can't kill him." Mo Hun said angrily.

"how do you know."

"Because Ying said that powerful people don't talk nonsense." Mo Hun said slightly provocatively.

He couldn't accept the fact that Luo Ying was a subordinate of the God of Death, and he didn't agree with what Luo Yun said.

"Haha..." This time I really laughed, the laughter was unbridled, passing through the clouds, as if talking to the distant mountains.

"Two years ago, you made a mistake. You won't make a mistake this time." Mo Hun said calmly. "You don't want me to help you lure the eagle out, even if you die!"

"Hmph, you underestimate the word Death. This time, I'm not here to take your life, I'm just passing by. I'll tell you another news. The new Death list has been sent to the hands of the Undead. Your

Time is running out, about 3 months." A small black bird flew out like an arrow and disappeared into the distant clouds in the blink of an eye.

"The black hummingbird will continuously convey the direction of the dying person to the God of Death. You have been exposed on the day you left the trial field." Luoyun's voice slowly became softer.

"Why don't you just kill me."

"I promised a person that if I spare you once, you won't be so lucky next time."

"Is it an eagle?"

"No, the moment Ying Cong rescued you, he became a traitor to the God of Death. Only one of the members of the God of Death must survive when they meet him."

"Did Eagle rebel to save me?" Mo Hun asked in shock.

"Yes, when Black Hummingbird conveyed this to me, I still didn't believe it. Is Jiuyousha still soft-hearted? After seeing him today, I understand why Ying did what he did."

The clouds in the distance had released their cover of the distant mountain, and the sky was bright. The falling clouds also suddenly disappeared after saying the last words.

"Hun'er..." Jiang Cheng appeared in the distance with an anxious face, flying towards this side quickly.

"Are you okay? I just felt a vague feeling of evil energy here."

After finishing speaking, I saw a group of people flying from a distance. The leader was the sect leader and the second elder. The remaining five were three men and two women. Mo Hun didn't recognize them, but they could see that they had the ability to fly in the air, and their cultivation level was very high.

It's not low.

"Can Elder Jiang find the suspicious person?" After the group landed, the second elder asked first, and everyone looked at Jiang Cheng and asked.
Chapter completed!