Speaking of which, the young man and woman, with the sick Ye Pengfei, arrived at the Ghost House in Mangshan in just a few breaths.

When he got here, the chill was even heavier. The young man didn't know what tricks he used, but Ye Pengfei didn't feel the cold at all.

After personally experiencing these supernatural powers, Ye Pengfei became more and more yearning for cultivation.

"Grandpa, I will definitely fulfill your last wish!" Ye Pengfei swears in his heart.

He looked at the couple and wanted to ask some questions, but he didn't know what to call them.

The girl was thoughtful and smiled when she saw this: "My name is Wu Sixuan. He is my senior brother Fan Lin. You can call me Senior Sister Wu and Senior Brother Fan."

"Senior Sister Wu, Senior Brother Fan." Ye Pengfei quickly called out, and then asked, "I don't know what sect we are and where is the fairy mountain."

Fan Lin looked cool and stared at the ghost house in Mangshan without blinking. Wu Sixuan was much more lively. She smiled and said, "We are the Mangshan School, and the gateway is deep in this Mangshan Mountain. It is a major sect of cultivation in South China. Don't ask more questions now. When we seal this place, we will explain it to you slowly on the way back."

"Um."

Ye Pengfei nodded and said nothing more. He looked at Fan Lin and Wu Sixuan excitedly, waiting to see the way of cultivating people.

I saw Fan Lin took out a piece of yellow tissue paper full of words and muttered something in his mouth. Then, with a wave of his hand, the tissue paper flew towards the ghost house and gently stuck it on a tombstone.

"The seal is ready, let's go back."

That's all? Ye Pengfei blinked in surprise.

When I heard from a young age, I heard from the storyteller about strange stories and strange things. I always thought that the practitioners who practiced the truth would definitely be full of glory, with wind and clouds rolling, and there was a lot of noise. But I didn't expect that it would end so dullly.

"This trip is easy." Wu Sixuan pouted and said, "The next time I have to ask the master for a more troublesome task."

Fan Lin laughed and was about to speak. A gust of cold wind suddenly came without warning, and overturned the three unprepared people to the ground.

Ye Pengfei was already very weak, and when he fell suddenly, he fainted immediately. Before he fainted, he could hear a sinister laughter...

When Ye Pengfei woke up again, he found that Wu Sixuan was taking care of him, and Fan Lin was yelling angrily, flying around in the sky, fighting against a thick black fog.

"Senior Sister Wu, what happened?"

"It's a bad oar!" Wu Sixuan observed the surroundings with a cautious expression.

After a while, Wu Sixuan remembered that Ye Pengfei was still a secular boy and didn't know what evil spirits were.

"The evil spirit is the most powerful ghost that remains after the evil spirits fight. Three hundred years ago, the master discovered that this cemetery might produce evil spirits, so he used his means to seal the place. Then, every hundred years, it would be sealed again. Unexpectedly, it had been sealed, but the evil spirits were still produced!"

"Is the evil spirit very powerful?" Ye Pengfei didn't know anything, so he was very curious about everything.

"It's not very powerful for us cultivators." Wu Sixuan said with a serious expression, "But look at the skills of this evil spirit and the power of the gust of cold wind just now, I'm afraid there is a spirit gathering array here."

"Spiritual gathering array?"

"Yes." Wu Sixuan was on guard and explained, "Normally, with Senior Brother Fan's seventh level of Qi Refining, it is more than enough to kill this evil spirit. However, after fighting for more than half an hour, the winner has not been decided. It is probably because of this evil spirit that has developed spiritual intelligence and set up a spiritual array where to constantly replenish the spiritual energy of heaven and earth!"

"Senior Sister Wu is looking for that magic array?"

"That's right." Wu Sixuan nodded in admiration, "As long as the spirit gathering array is broken, the evil spirit will be powerless."

When Ye Pengfei heard Wu Sixuan say this, he also looked around.

Looking at Ye Pengfei's serious look, Wu Sixuan giggled and said, "You can't even draw qi into your body. You can't sense the fluctuations of the magic array."

Ye Pengfei smiled embarrassedly and swallowed what he wanted to say. However, the light of his eyes still glanced at the big bluestone east from time to time, and always felt that the place was a little strange.

In the sky, Fan Lin and the Evil Gu fought for a long time and finally dispersed a ball of black fog. Then, a spiritual weapon that looked like a porcelain bottle was sacrificed. After a shrill cry, the Evil Gu was put into the bottle.

Seeing that the evil spirit was captured, Wu Sixuan's vigilant mind suddenly relaxed. She clapped her hands and laughed: "Senior brother is very skilled. Such a vicious evil spirit has been collected by your demon-cleaning bottle."

In the sky, Fan Lin, who was holding the demon bottle in his hand, was also proud and very happy. On the ground, Ye Pengfei's feeling was getting worse and worse.

The light of his eyes glanced at the big bluestone again. Somehow, an impulse suddenly emerged from his body. Ye Pengfei flew up suddenly and knocked Wu Sixuan aside.

"Junior Brother Ye, what are you doing... Damn it, it's the Ten Thousand Souls!"

"It's the Ten Thousand Souls, Junior Sister, please dodge it!"

Before fainting again, Wu Sixuan's beauties and Fan Lin's shocked sound all came into his ears.

This time's fainting was very different from the previous one. Before the fainting, Ye Pengfei felt something hit him, and then something rushed into his body. Immediately, an inexplicable heat flowed slowly around the body, making Ye Pengfei feel comfortable and floating in his body.

"What is this? It's so comfortable."

One circle, two circles, three circles... Every time the heat flow rotates, the strength in the body increases by 10%. Feeling comfortable with the benefits of this heat flow, Ye Pengfei felt that if he swung a punch now, he would definitely break the big bluestone. His body seemed to be floating up. This flying taste is really hard to describe in words.

Just as Ye Pengfei was experiencing the most wonderful feeling in his life, suddenly, he felt his mouth be broken open and a pill fell into his stomach along his throat tube.

When the pill melted, the happy and lively heart suddenly became cold and calm, and the heat flow in the body that had been circulating also paused. However, although the heat flow stopped, Ye Pengfei felt that the power he had just obtained had not been withdrawn, and his body was no longer as weak as before.

"Junior Brother Ye, Junior Brother Ye, you have finally woken up."

When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was Wu Sixuan's surprise smile. There were still a little tears on his beautiful face.

Then, Ye Pengfei heard Fan Lin's voice.

"Junior Brother Ye can see the Ten Thousand Souls?"

“What…what?”

Ye Pengfei, who had just woken up, had not yet fully recovered from the surprise of gaining power, and had not heard Fan Lin's question clearly for a while.

Wu Sixuan thought that Ye Pengfei was seriously injured because of saving herself. She quickly stretched out her right palm and pressed it against Ye Pengfei's back, and sent the spiritual energy into Ye Pengfei's body without hesitation. Ye Pengfei was surprised to find that this feeling was similar to what she had just happened, but it was much weaker.

At this moment, Fan Lin glanced at Wu Sixuan with complicated eyes and asked Ye Pengfei again: "That Ten Thousand Souls, Junior Brother Ye has seen it long ago?"

Ye Pengfei looked confused: "Ten Thousand Souls, what is that?"

"It's the guy who has been hiding in that big bluestone." Fan Lin said, pointing to the big bluestone in the east.

"I didn't see it, I just thought it was a little strange." Ye Pengfei replied honestly.

Fan Lin nodded and said, "That's the natural spiritual consciousness is stronger."

This was the first time Wu Sixuan heard about it and asked curiously: "Senior Brother, is it useful to be strong in nature? Will practicing Taoism be more powerful?"

"That's not necessarily." Fan Lin smiled, "The spiritual root is the most important thing. Go back and test it to see if he has spiritual roots."

"Um!"
Chapter completed!