While everyone in Luogu Peak was waiting to watch the fun, Yang Que had already left Xieyun Peak and used the order of the Ghost Mansion to enter the Ghost Mansion.

In the ghost palace, the faint light sways and the yin energy is swaying.

All the ghost sculptures in the hall disappeared, only the majestic and evil short ghost king on the stone platform, with his eyes shining and his fangs exposed.

Yang Que stood in the hall and looked for a while. When he was confused, the spirit of the ghost palace suddenly appeared silently behind him.

"Very good, you have reached the late stage of the Agility Realm. Come with me to choose the martial arts treasures."

After the spirit of the Ghost Mansion finished speaking coldly, he walked directly to the stone platform, stretched out his finger to the ghost king's forehead, and the Ghost King suddenly opened his eyes, opened his mouth, and a black light shot out, instantly covering the whole body of the Ghost Mansion Spirit and Yang Que.

When Yang Que was dizzy and opened his eyes again, he had arrived at a quiet and fragrant book pavilion without any evil spirits.

"You can choose any exercise here, but remember, you can only choose one. Choose slowly, and after you choose, tell me." The spirit of the ghost palace said expressionlessly, and his body disintegrated and disappeared.

Yang Que looked at the house full of jade, unable to hide his excitement. He walked forward, looked through the pieces, circling his eyesight, and looking at the detailed introduction above.

These jade books are made of ancient special warm jade, and the techniques recorded in them can be branded through divine thoughts, which is extremely convenient. However, these jade books have restrictions. Without the permission of the spirit of the ghost palace, he could not see the techniques inside.

Even if a day has passed in the Ghost Mansion, only a few breaths have passed outside, so Yang Que is not in a hurry, so he looks carefully and makes a careful selection.

"This Ghost Evil Sword Formation is good, but unfortunately I need ninety-one top-quality spiritual swords. Where can I get it..."

"Hey, Fengqi Meteor Wings, if you learn this technique, you can escape even if you can't beat it."

"The God of All Things..."

Yang Que was dazzled and dazzled. He was so excited that he could take them all away when he saw a technique.

Time passed by bit by bit, and he looked at it for most of the time, but hesitated and didn't know which one to choose.

Just as he was about to continue watching, the spirit of the ghost palace suddenly appeared and said with a cold expression: "In fact, you don't need to be in conflict. With your physique and luck, you will practice quickly. If you break through in the future, you will naturally have better skills. Now you can choose whatever you need most."

"What you need most?" Yang Que frowned, feeling a little embarrassed.

The spirit of the Ghost Palace stretched out his hand, and a piece of jade flew to its palm, and it threw it to Yang Que, saying, "This is "Sword Intention", you can try it. I saw that you have a scimitar of the Sun, which is good to use. If you practice this set of skills, you will perfectly interpret the knife intent of the scimitar."

"Sword Intention?" Yang Que was puzzled.

The spirit of the Ghost Palace did not explain much, and said, "The scorching sun that you used to stimulate with a scimitar last time you passed the level is one of the intentions of the sword. A knife can have many intentions of the sword. You can explore it yourself in the future."

Seeing that it was unwilling to say more, Yang Que had to put away his skills and imprint "Sword Intention" in his divine thoughts. At the same time, the jade book in his hand was also dispersed.

He turned his wrist and a scimitar suddenly appeared, more than one foot long and two inches wide. The blade body was like a cast of a fierce sun, shining with golden light.

This is the Fiery Sun Scimitar, which had only a trace of the blade left at the beginning. After warming in the small tripod for a period of time, it underwent a complete transformation. Not only did the cracks on the blade heal completely, but it turned into a golden color. What's more magical is that under the nourishment of the golden flowers, the blade slowly grew like a plant, and finally became a brand new scimitar like this today.

He slowly caressed the skeleton in his hand, and chewed the "Sword Intention" in his mind.

"Don't be too slow, it's time to choose magic weapons." The spirit of the ghost palace urged.

Yang Que woke up, nodded, and followed the spirit of the ghost palace to another place.

The magic weapon in the room was once again dazzled Yang Que, but this time he did not hesitate too much and directly chose a top-quality magic weapon, Ten Thousand Ghost Banner. As a disciple of the Ghost Sect, he was very familiar with this magic weapon, and it was much easier to sacrifice and refine it.

"Senior, the spirit ghost I mentioned last time..." Yang Que saw that his martial arts and treasures had been selected, and the spirit of the ghost palace seemed to be leaving, so he hurriedly reminded him.

The spirit of the ghost palace seemed to have no spirit ghost to take it seriously. When he walked to the wall, he reached out and pulled a carving on the wall and gently pulled it. A spirit ghost with a dark and ugly appearance appeared.

The spirit ghost grinned and was about to go crazy, but when he saw the spirit of the ghost palace, he was immediately frightened and crawled on the ground, trembling.

The spirit of the ghost palace glanced at it, then pointed at Yang Que, and ordered: "He will be your master in the future. In the past, let him be honest and refined as a ghost guard. I can spare you."

The spirit ghost was like being forgiven and kowtowed continuously. Then he crawled in front of Yang Que, kowtowing respectfully on his face.

Yang Que saw that it was no different from the ordinary ghosts and ghosts, but there were rays of spiritual light surrounding him, which looked quite strange. He was very happy and did not hesitate. He bit his fingertips and began to sacrifice blood.

...

Luogu Peak, everyone had already arrived and were gathering to discuss.

When Shang Qingfeng appeared calmly, he immediately attracted the attention of many disciples.

"Look, Elder Shang is here, you have to open your eyes and look at his ghost guards later..."

"I'm so excited. I've never seen ghosts. I heard that there are many in the back mountain. I don't have enough cultivation. I always want to go but dare not. I can finally see it in a while."

"A real rustle bull. The ghosts in the back mountain can compare to the ghost guards of the elders. The ghosts in the back mountain are all wild ghosts and all trash. I can destroy them with one hand. Elder Shang's ghost guards are different. I heard that they were refined by the ghost sacrifice, and their combat power is comparable to that of a cultivator in the agile realm."

"By the way, why haven't that boy who seeks death come yet? Are you afraid?"

"What's the hurry? The time is still a little short. Even if he is afraid of death, he can't escape if he signs a life-and-death contract."

The disciples in the field were noisy and hustle and bustle. The eyes of Shang Qingfeng were filled with awe and excitement, and they all wanted to see the legendary high-level ghost guard as soon as possible.

The moment Wan Feixun saw Shang Qingfeng, the murderous intent suddenly filled his heart. He stared at Shang Qingfeng who was walking into the field step by step. When Yang Que appeared, he was about to take action!

"Master Wanfeng, what a murderous aura." A burst of laughter came, and Xu Chong, wearing a black robe, walked slowly over.

Wan Feixun's heart sank, and immediately restrained his murderous intent, but his eyes showed anger and resentment. Since he was seen through by the sect leader, he would definitely find it difficult to take action again.

"Sect Master, you are here too." Jiang Wuji immediately stood up and greeted him respectfully.

Although Wan Feixun was unwilling to accept it, he knew that things could not be done. He stood up and greeted him respectfully, as if he hadn't heard his slightly sarcastic words just now.

Xu Chong sat down between the two with a smile and said, "Sit down, both peak masters. Since Shang Qingfeng has come, why haven't Yang Que come yet? Could it be that he is really afraid of death and hides? This is not possible. Since they have signed a life-and-death contract, the rules cannot be broken." At this point, he looked at Wan Feixun next to him with meaningful eyes.

Wan Feixun's heart was terrified, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Chapter completed!