Hidden form is the technique that Yin Yang Sect is best at, not Tianchen Dao.
Even if Lin Shijiu lowered her aura to a minimum, Xue Wanqing could still feel her presence.
This is where Lin Shijiu cannot compare to her.
"Haha, I knew you, a witch like you, would take advantage of this." Xue Wanqing's dissatisfied voice came from afar.
She originally planned to find a car. But before she had gone far, she noticed Lin Shijiu's aura moving.
No need to guess, she knew what Lin Shijiu wanted to do. Therefore, she rushed back directly.
"Don't say it so harshly, why are you taking advantage of the loophole? If your relationship is really so good, are you still afraid that I will take advantage of the loophole?" Lin Shijiu turned around and glared at Xue Wanqing.
After being scolded for being shameless for no reason yesterday, her anger has not gone away yet.
You must know that Yidu spoke to her, which almost knocked Xue Wanqing to death, and finally drew a sword against herself. I don’t know why this interviewer’s skills with her words suddenly became so good.
"Come on, Senior Sister Lin will help you up and take you to have a big meal, so you don't want to take this unpalatable pill."
As Lin Shijiu said this, she was about to pick up Ren Xiaofan's arm and try to "help" him up.
Whoosh!
A piece of talisman paper came through the air. Lin Shijiu sensed the danger and quickly jumped away and hid.
"Senior sister? Haha, you deserve it too!"
Xue Wanqing stared at Lin Shijiu, holding a piece of talisman paper in her hand again, "I haven't seen you for two years, so I don't know how strong you are as a witch."
The setting sun gradually disappears, leaving only the last ray of light on the horizon, looking here.
The aura on Xue Wanqing's body was vast and majestic, and the temperature around her began to gradually decrease. This was the effect achieved after she mobilized Tao Qi to her whole body.
Opposite her, Lin Shijiu's aura was not weak either. The lavender wave of air blew around her pink dress and swayed, forming a sharp contrast with Xue Wanqing.
Every time they meet, it will be better than the last one. They were delayed a few days ago because of the ghost incident, but now, facing this great opportunity, neither woman is willing to give in.
Ren Xiaofan rarely regained any strength and climbed up from the ground with difficulty.
He supported himself with his mahogany sword, walked between the two women, and said, "Senior Sister, Senior Sister Lin, can you not compete? It's getting late and there are few cars in the countryside. I really won't be able to go back later."
Although there is competition among the Taoist sects, they are still united on the whole. Although Ren Xiaofan is not a member of Tianchen Taoism, there is nothing wrong with calling Lin Shijiu Senior Sister Lin.
However, despite this fact, Xue Wanqing's brows still frowned slightly when Ren Xiaofan called her Senior Sister Lin Shi Jiulin.
She looked at Ren Xiaofan and asked, "What did you call her?"
This is an obvious scoring question. If an old Taoist priest were here, he would definitely tell Ren Xiaofan not to answer anything and to run away quickly.
However, Ren Xiaofan obviously didn't know the seriousness of the matter yet, and his knowledge about women was almost zero. When Xue Wanqing asked him, he answered truthfully: "Senior Sister Lin, what's wrong?"
After saying that, he looked at Xue Wanqing with an incomprehensible expression, as if asking, why are you asking this?
Xue Wanqing took a deep breath, slowly closed her eyes, and dispersed the Tao Qi around her body. Then she turned around and left without saying anything.
"Sister, please wait for me..."
Ren Xiaofan feels that his IQ is not low, but his contact time with women is too short.
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He knew that Xue Wanqing was angry like this, but he was really not sure why she was angry. Was it because he called Lin Shijiu "Senior Sister Lin"?
However, Taoist sects are connected by the same spirit, and it is normal for monks from different sects to call them senior brothers and senior sisters according to their seniority.
He couldn't figure it out, so he could only say hello to Lin Shijiu and chase after Xue Wanqing.
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It was night, and the sky was covered with dark clouds, cutting off the moonlight.
Huanghua Village is located in a deep mountain in Xinyuan City. Due to the rugged mountain roads and congested traffic, the lifestyle here is somewhat outdated.
Every household went to bed early, and Huanghua Village looked particularly cold in the darkness.
Wow...
From a deep hole, three black figures suddenly appeared. Each of them held an iron chain as thick as an arm, and they were pulling something outward with force.
I don't know when the dark clouds dispersed, and a full moon hung high in the sky. The faint moonlight shone down, and a blood-red coffin was wrapped in chains by three people and dragged out of the cave entrance.
Boom!
A bolt of lightning suddenly flashed across the night sky, and all the birds and beasts in the forest suddenly disappeared. An ominous low cry made the three of them tremble and retreat.
"Let's leave quickly so as not to miss the hall master's important event."
One of them gritted his teeth, suppressed the fear in his heart, and said to his two companions.
Although the other two people felt a chill down their spines, they pulled up the chains again and carried the coffin back the way they had come.
I don’t know how much time passed, and I don’t know what kind of material this blood-red coffin was made of. The three of them just felt that it was unusually heavy.
After walking for some distance, the three of them really ran out of energy and sat directly on the ground, breathing heavily.
"What's going on? It's just a coffin. Why is it so heavy?"
They are not ordinary people. Each of them exudes a faint yin energy, indicating their identity as ghost cultivators.
In normal times, let alone such a large blood-red coffin, even a large piece of iron weight can be easily pulled away. But now, it is really weird.
After resting for a while, one of the slightly fat ghost cultivators stood up, walked around the coffin, and said with some confusion: "What do you think is in this coffin? As for the corpse... there is...
Is it so heavy?"
The coffin was more than two meters long, one meter wide, and one and a half meters high. The whole body looked like it had been soaked in blood, showing a blood-red color.
There is also a red talisman in the same color as the coffin attached to it. If you don't look carefully, you won't be able to spot its existence.
He put his hand on the red talisman with some curiosity. Suddenly, a feeling of powerlessness arose spontaneously, causing him to lie directly on the coffin.
"Don't touch!"
When the ghost cultivator who spoke earlier saw this, he immediately exclaimed, then quickly picked up a branch from the side and pushed the fat man's hand away from the talisman. Only then did he recover from his powerless state.
"You don't want your life! Can we touch this thing?" He looked frightened and quickly pulled the fat man away from the coffin.
After seeing that there was no change in the coffin and the talisman, he breathed a sigh of relief and said: "We practice the ghost way, which is Yin, and you still touch it with your hands. What if there is a zombie inside and it's a fake corpse?
?You want us all to die like this?" He said, looking at the fat man angrily.
Zombies are beyond the six realms and are not among the five elements. They are soulless and are controlled by a wave of resentment after the death of the wronged person, so they have no
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There is consciousness, only the thought of killing.
Therefore, zombies are generally the most difficult evil things to deal with. Even monks in the enlightenment stage must be careful when encountering them, let alone ghost cultivators in the entry stage.
"No...it's not that serious, Brother Long..."
The fat man also felt palpitations for a while, but he still replied stiffly: "We tied it up with a soul hook. They are all evil things. Can't we trap the things inside?"
He didn't know much about zombies and felt that they were all evil things. Since the Soul Hook could restrain ghosts, the corpses should be the same.
"If you ask me, are you filled with shit in your head? The soul hook only has a restraining effect on the soul, and zombies have no souls. Do you think it is useful?" The ghost cultivator named Long Ge cursed.
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If it weren't for the bad environment here, he would have wanted to slap the fat man on the face.
This ghost cultivator named Brother Long was obviously the eldest among the three. Because after he finished scolding, the fat ghost cultivator obviously did not dare to speak anymore.
"Long...Brother Long, stop scolding for now, look over there."
Just when Brother Long was about to curse a few words, another ghost cultivator suddenly pointed in the direction he came from the cave entrance, his voice mixed with fear.
"Um?"
Brother Long looked in the direction of his finger. It was dark and there was nothing. This made him curse again: "Fuck! I'm really unlucky, and you two..."
"Huh? Where are the people?"
As his voice stopped suddenly, the surroundings became silent. His companions who were still sitting there were no longer around.
Suddenly, he felt something was wrong. He quickly turned his gaze to where the fat man was, only to find that the fat man had also disappeared.
"This...is not good!"
He seemed to have thought of something, and after secretly saying something bad, he was about to run away.
Bang!
However, it was too late. A hand exuding black energy instantly grabbed his neck and lifted him up...
"Hmph! I know you guys are unreliable."
The visitor exuded a strong black aura, and his whole body was wrapped in a black robe.
"Tang...Tang Master."
As the man in black robe exerted force again, the ghost cultivator named Brother Long finally stopped struggling.
After killing the three people, the man in black robe walked towards the bloody coffin.
"Come on, kill! Kill as much as you want! Hahaha..."
Under the moonlight, the man in black robe laughed crazily, and then reached out and tore off the red talisman on the blood coffin.
Buzz!
The blood coffin trembled, and then with a bang, the coffin lid... opened.
...
Five days flew by in the blink of an eye.
During these five days, Xue Wanqing helped Ren Xiaofan train every day.
Since that day, the intensity of Ren Xiaofan's cultivation has really increased. Not only has the number of pills to restore physical strength decreased every day, but Xue Wanqing's attacks have also become heavier.
According to her words, instead of being owed a favor by others for saving her life, it is better to save more blood while practicing.
Therefore, for these five days, Ren Xiaofan lived under Xue Wanqing's inhuman "torture".