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Chapter 3158: Cultivating Spirits and Ghosts

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There are nine floors in the Wind Demon Tower. At this moment, Qin Fengming and Sikong Yining have entered the last floor of the Wind Demon Tower. As long as they pass through, they can enter the Shouxian Mountain and obtain the mysterious reward that any gathering monk on Icefield Island hopes to get.

The reward that allows the peak monks to advance. This temptation is so huge that it is extremely fatal to the peak monks in the later stages of the gathering.

How long Shouxian Mountain has existed is not introduced in the classics.

But Qin Fengming, who had read many classics, vaguely felt that Yunmeng Mountain and Shouxian Mountain appeared on the Ice Island at almost the same time.

If it is as Qin Fengming expected, then this Wind Demon Tower trial place will exist for who knows how many years.

At this time, the Ice Island monks were afraid of the Wind Demon Tower. There were no longer many monks who dared to venture into the Wind Demon Tower. However, tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years ago, there were definitely not a few monks who broke into the Wind Demon Tower. Even those in the outer sea.

I think there are many sea tribes who come to try their skills.

Based on this inference, there must be not a few ghosts and demons in this ninth level.

In just a short meal, there were already nearly twenty ghosts and spirits captured alive by Qin Fengming and taken into the Sumeru space. These ghosts had the lowest cultivation level and were in the late stage of aggregation.

Seeing the ghost appear in front of him, Qin Fengming's heart suddenly became much brighter.

If he had known that there were so many ghosts and ghosts in this trial place, he might have come here long ago.

Waving his hands, soul-eating claws appeared in a flash. None of the various ghosts that had just shot out of the mist could approach the two of them.

Silver light swept across, and the ghosts disappeared one after another.

This process lasted for two hours. Roughly speaking, there were eighty or ninety ghosts captured alive by Qin Fengming.

What shocked Sikong Yining was that the huge claws that emerged with the majestic power of the soul were obviously a powerful secret attack that extremely consumed mana and soul. With such a powerful attack, she thought she could perform it one after another.

After dozens of hits, the mana will be lost, and the soul will be greatly consumed and have to be restored vigorously.

But the young monk in front of him didn't seem to have lost much energy at all, and he didn't worry about his own magic soul.

"Woo!~~Woo!~~~" Just when Qin Fengming was happily harvesting all kinds of ghosts, suddenly a sound like the howling of ghosts sounded in the thick fog in the distance.

The sound came from afar, and when Qin Fengming and his wife heard it, they could not help but feel a chill in their bodies.

There is actually a sonic attack effect in this sound. Although it is not powerful, there is a lingering buzzing sound in the ears. Even with the use of magic power, it is difficult to block it.

And as the sound waves rang out, the ghosts appearing one after another around them seemed to have received a summons, and none of them appeared anymore.

"It seems that the two monsters in the realm of the gods are about to appear." Faced with the situation, Qin Fengming released his spiritual consciousness with all his strength. He scanned the surrounding areas and whispered to himself.

Qin Fengming's prediction was extremely correct. Just as the sobbing stopped, the thick mist a hundred feet away around Qin Fengming and his two men suddenly rolled violently in three directions.

Under the surging mist, the figures of the three monks slowly emerged from the mist, paused, and stopped a hundred feet away from Qin Fengming and the other two.

"Quack...quack..." An extremely scary and weird laughter suddenly sounded from the mouth of a ghost cultivator standing among them.

Suddenly seeing the three ghost cultivators appearing, Qin Fengming and Sikong Yining couldn't help but change their expressions in shock at the same time. They turned to look at each other in unison. Their faces and eyes showed surprise and suspicion.

Sikong Yining once said before that there were only two ghosts in the ninth level of the Wind Demon Tower, but at this moment, the three ghosts that appeared in front of them all showed their cultivation in the spiritual realm.

Moreover, the ghost cultivator in the middle has reached the peak of the early stage of spiritual enlightenment, and seems to be able to break through and advance to the middle stage of spiritual enlightenment at any time.

Such a situation was beyond their expectation.

"You...you...you...are finally here. You are...the first wave of people to come here in tens of thousands of years. Ha...haha...as long as I kill you, I can finally escape from this place."

It’s a restricted space.”

Just when Qin Fengming and Qin Fengming were shocked, something even more shocking appeared in front of them. The ghost, who was not expected to be very intelligent, actually opened his mouth and spoke words that both of them could understand.

"You...you can actually speak human words. Aren't you a monster in the Wind Demon Tower?"

Faced with a puzzling situation, Sikong Yining's expression suddenly flashed, and words of shock came out of his mouth.

"Ha...hahaha, I guess I can guess a little bit about my origin based on your knowledge. I am a ghost in this space, but after so many years, my spiritual wisdom has opened up on its own. There is a rule in this space.

That is, only outsiders are allowed to enter before they are allowed to leave.

Now that you have arrived here, then stay here for me. If you two are lucky enough to have some spiritual intelligence left when you die, maybe you can recover and escape from this place after tens of thousands of years.

Space seal. Do you two want me to kill you and others, or do you want to do it yourself and suffer less pain?"

This ghost cultivator who can speak human words has a body similar to Qin Fengming, a pale and bloodless face, and is filled with ghost energy. Although he has condensed his body, it is obviously slightly different from the real ghost cultivators in the outside world.

Looking at Qin Fengming and Qin Fengming, they looked relaxed and joking and didn't care.

"The two of us have become senior's companions. The junior has something to ask the senior for advice. The senior has been in this space for tens of thousands of years, but I wonder if the senior knows anything about this space?"

His eyes flashed, Qin Fengming's expression was solemn, he hugged the ghost cultivator and asked these words.

Hearing Qin Fengming's question, the originally calm expression of the psychic ghost cultivator suddenly changed his pale complexion, as if fear welled up in his heart. He turned his head and looked around quickly.

"Don't you see something? It's impossible. You, a first-level aggregation junior, have only been here for a long time, and you can know something?"

The ghost cultivator's face changed drastically, his eyes flashed with light, and he said some words that made people want to explore.

Hearing the other party's words, Qin Fengming's complexion also changed instantly. It was obvious that this cultivator of supernatural spirits and ghosts seemed to know something about this place, and he seemed to be extremely afraid of something in this place.

"This junior has only entered this place for a short period of time, but he has also made his way from the first floor to the ninth floor. In the first eight floors, the monsters that appear are all condensed space energy, but only in the ninth floor, they are ghost spirits or

It is a corpse-refining station that has been stationed for thousands of years. Based on this alone, the junior can sense something. If the senior can let the junior understand something before he dies, the junior will definitely be grateful."

Looking at the ghost cultivator, Qin Fengming's expression slowly became calmer, he handed over his hands again, and still spoke as he wanted.


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