Pang Guang held an axe in his hand and walked around the Huanghuali bookshelf for a long time.

Then, his big hand measured it on the Huanghuali bookshelf one by one.

"Uncle Pang, what are you doing?"

"Hehe! You don't understand this."

Pang Guang blew his nose with his hands.

"Since ancient times, you have to hit a snake with seven inches, and you have to cut the bookshelf! You also have to measure its seven inches position, and then chop it down with an axe..."

Pang Guang said cruelly, and made a quick decision in his hand, and he really chopped off the middle and upper part of the bookshelf at the yellow flower.

Just as Pang Guang raised his axe and fell, the Huanghuali bookshelf collapsed in an instant. Suddenly, at the broken hole where the bookshelf had just cracked, there was really a ball of black, very lively gas coming out of it trembling.

Rather than saying that the dragon spirit is gas, it is better to say that he is a black little guy who can't see clearly.

This thing looks like qi but not qi, and can be touched with hands, but it looks incongruous and chaotic. There are no eyes, no nose, no facial features, no heart, only a ball of black paint that looks a bit bad.

Pang Guang looked at the black little guy, about the size of a fat cat, like a big meat ball, trembling and admitting his conscience, and a little pitiful.

"This is Dragon Spirit!" I grinned.

If we say that people are clothes, horses and saddles, they all rely on one face. Before, I thought in my heart that this dragon spirit that likes to eat souls must be not a good thing, and it would be better to completely eradicate it.

But now when I see this little guy, to be honest, there are still a few ripples in my heart.

This little guy is stupid and cute, at most he looks like a field mouse stealing food! Who would have thought that this black thing would even eat people's soul?

Pang Guang looked at the little guy and instantly raised the axe in his hand, trying to kill the dragon spirit with one axe.

I immediately stopped it loudly.

"Uncle Pang, wait!"

The axe that Pang Guang had raised froze in the air instantly, almost flashing his old waist.

"What's wrong?" Pang Guang asked me.

I pointed to the gadget on the ground.

"Uncle Pang, look! It seems like it's about to lose weight!"

That's right! Since this group of dragon spirit left the Huanghuali bookshelf, it became extremely weak in an instant, and its whole body was chilling, and its color gradually faded.

If this continues, we don’t have to deal with him at all. In less than a quarter of an hour, this little guy will be overly weak and his spirit will be destroyed.

"Hey! This little thing looks like it's going to die, hey!" Pang Guang was also very confused. "I didn't do it either! Why is it going to die?"

I lowered my head and pondered for a moment. I remember that I seemed to have seen it in a Maoshan Learning Lecture Book.

Spirits like this are transformed into essence and energy, so their magic power is extremely powerful because of parasiticism.

These spirits have no soul and no flesh and blood. They eat their souls and steal food, just to extend their lifespan. It is just because the Huanghuali bookshelf that it parasitized before is free of blood and flesh. Although the dragon spirit can be attached to the bookshelf, it cannot obtain any nutrients from it. Therefore, it is necessary to find a way to nourish its essence by harming people and eating people's souls.

Now, Pang Guang cut off the little guy's parasitic Huanghuali bookshelf. The spirit itself is a breath of existence in the world. Without the attachment of the entity, it will naturally become weaker and weaker until it dies.

When I thought of this, I could only sigh helplessly!

"It seems that although I did not kill Boren, Boren died because of me. Although we did not attack this little guy, the Huanghuali bookshelf was destroyed and it would definitely die. We both indirectly killed it!"

When Pang Guang heard me say this, he frowned slightly, as if he was a little reluctant.

“Single…”

Pang Guang smacked his lips.

"I just got up with a sense of aura! I didn't really think about killing it! I was still thinking about letting it return it to my pig's ears!"

I sighed.

"There is nothing to do about it! Otherwise, read the Taoist scriptures several times to him, just treat it as a way to save him!"

Pang Guang asked.

"If it is said that it has no parasitic things, so its spiritual power is so weak that it is almost impossible to survive. Then if we find another parasitic thing for it, can we save its life?"

When Pang Guang said this, he suddenly shook his head on his own!

"No! It's not okay to let this little thing live. This little thing eats people's souls! Let it continue to live, it's not the same as we help the evil and continue to harm people!"

I'll explain for this little guy.

"It doesn't want to eat human souls, but it doesn't have a soul and blood body. The bookshelf that was parasitic before was a dead object, and it is also skinless and fleshless. It condenses into a spirit in one breath between heaven and earth. If you want to survive, you must nourish it with flesh and blood souls!"

When Pang Guang heard what I said, he suddenly slapped the back of his head, as if he had thought of something.

"Yuyang, if you say that, let's find a flesh-and-blood parasite for this gadget. Can it live?"

The method Pang Guang said seems to be reasonable. Parasites with flesh and blood are animals! Or they are humans.

I smiled.

"This trick is OK! We can buy a domestic cat, dog, rabbit, etc.! However, ordinary beasts will definitely not be able to be parasitized by spirits formed by ancient divine beasts like the harbor! At least the beasts that grow in Taoist temples or temples will absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and have a stronger fate!"

Pang Guang curled his lips.

"I see, I should find someone to let this little guy parasitize!"

"People?" I frowned slightly.

"At least, it's a person who knows Taoism and has internal strength! Ordinary mortals can't stand it!"

Pang Guang narrowed his one-eye and looked at me up and down.

"Yuyang, I think you are good!"

"What? Me?" I just thought Pang Guang was joking.

"Stop making trouble! I am a good person, so I don't want to use that little thing as a utensil!"

Pang Guang's expression was serious and his tone was cold and stern.

"Yuyang, I didn't make a fuss with you! What I said is true. Yuyang, you should know that the Kuangling is the son of the dragon, an ancient divine beast!"

I felt a little panicked.

"Uncle Pang, I naturally know this! But you don't really want me to use this thing as a utensil!"

Pang Guang's expression became more and more rigorous. He looked like this and was really discussing major events with me.

"Yuyang, the spirit formed by the ancient divine beast. That is, the dragon spirit in front of us, it has the ability to drive away ghost messes!"

To drive away ghost messengers, what Pang Guang means...

"Yuyang!" Pang Guang's eyes were frozen on my feet.

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