Bai Huo introduces the second ghost weapon.

This ghost weapon comes from the world of Liaozhai. It is a tree spirit who has been practicing in Lanruo Temple for thousands of years. He controls thousands of female ghosts and specializes in using beauty to seduce men and absorb their souls.

Over time, this tree spirit's tongue became particularly powerful.

Three hundred years ago, several trialists returned with tongues. It is said that the tree spirit died in the hands of a local monk named Yan Chixia, and the tongue was almost rotten.

Unexpectedly, three hundred years later, this tongue slowly grew and turned into a young tree spirit.

The strange thing is that this little tree spirit is both a ghost and a weapon. At the same time, it has many characteristics that a tree spirit should have. Even the ferryman can't figure out what she is? After training to no avail, she can only put it away and treat it as a piece of equipment.

Seal the money-losing goods.

"How much?"

"Five gold coins." Bai Huo secretly weighed the offer."

"It's expensive. This little tree spirit is dispensable to me. It's not as important as the pair of embroidered shoes! Please give me an honest price."

"Four gold coins, this little tree spirit carries the coordinates of the Liaozhai world. It's so expensive. Although Lanruo Temple has collapsed, there are still many fox fairies, ghost judges and others active, and it is very possible to find the treasure. I heard that there is a small team

I went to Yan Chixia's tomb, but I don't know if I succeeded."

"Yan Chixia? Is this man's mantle very powerful?"

"Of course he is powerful. Legend has it that the sword in his hand is the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, and his swordsmanship has spanned ancient and modern times. However, he had a disease caused by his fight with the tree spirit of Lanruo Temple and the old demon of Black Mountain, and his lifespan is not as long as that of other cultivators. Everyone thought that Yan

Chixia was in seclusion, but suddenly news came out that he had died long ago, and many teams were tempted. If the master hadn't mentioned the ghost weapon and found this little tree spirit, he almost forgot about it. The coordinates of the Liaozhai World were recently speculated.

It’s very high, and it is said that there is a chance of getting permanent skin painting after passing through.”

"Too busy, no time." Chen Xinghe refused directly.

"No! This time my master will experience the world of Qingyun, which is not to mention dangerous. As compensation, there will be a one-year gap period."

Bai Huo hurriedly explained: "That is to say, there are no hard tasks assigned within a year, but if you think you can take it easy this year, then forget it! Because the monks of the four Zhongtian families are all improving crazily, and once you relax, there will be consequences

It’s unimaginable.”

"Is there a one-year gap?" Chen Xinghe was stunned, and then he was ecstatic. It would take about two to three months to get rid of the evil spirit. He also had to practice the second calamity of the Nine Tribulations Huangquan Art, advance the Zixiao Gong, and also

It will take more than half a year to go to the Fairy Sword World.

"Time is very tight. Maybe if you have the opportunity, you can travel to Liaozhai World. Four gold coins are four gold coins. I will accept the tree spirit, but you have to help me send the medicinal materials back."

"OK."

The two parties hit it off, but Bai Huo soon regretted it. The master asked him to send more than a thousand Jinglin grass back to the three worlds of Beisu. This wave seemed to be a bit of a loss! Next time, he must pay attention to the details...

Leaving the embroidered shoes and the little tree spirit to Jiang Weier, Chen Xinghe thought to himself: "Since the two sides are always in sync, I can't waste my advantage and let the skeleton body continue to practice Zixiao Gong. In this way, I can advance from the 630 acupoints to the 7

The Baier acupoint should be faster."

In this way, when the mind returns to Bei Susan, it always maintains the state of movement. Whether it can fulfill its wish will have to wait for some time to know...

"Rumble..."

In the three great worlds of Beisu, deep inside the Yizhang Palace west of Kongtong Mountain, the coffin returns to the quiet room.

As soon as Chen Xinghe walked out of the coffin, Gui Jiao rushed over with a pen holder and said with a smile: "Master has left seclusion, what are your orders?"

With a simple sweep of his spiritual consciousness, he knew the general situation of the mansion, and he nodded and praised: "It seems that you and Lingmo have been very diligent since I have been away for more than a month."

"That is, the master is so diligent and hard-working in his advancement, and does not dare to neglect his studies. As subordinates, we naturally have to catch up with the master's footsteps and cannot fall too far behind."

"Okay! I'm ready." Chen Xinghe patted the human race bag and released the Buddha statue.

He observed carefully for a moment and said: "Buddhist cultivators are willing to degenerate into zombies, and they are not ordinary zombies in the foundation-building stage. They should have fallen from a higher level. It seems that what you have experienced is beyond my imagination."

Fo Zheng suddenly said: "You are considered a half-Buddhist cultivator. If I don't kill you, let me go immediately."

Chen Xinghe was not surprised, because his mental state had improved a lot and he was now qualified to grasp the frozen state of the Buddha in front of him. He immediately stepped back and said: "As expected, not only did you regain your consciousness, but you were about to break free. If it were later,

, I’m afraid something big will happen.”

He had just stepped back when Fo Zheng had already stepped forward, moving fast and fiercely, but he finally stopped due to the heavy blockade.

"Ghost Jiao, has the spirit gathering formation been arranged as per my request?"

"It's all set up. The master's senior brothers and sisters have been busy for more than thirty days. They just finished it a few days ago. In the past few days, Lingmo and I have been doing follow-up arrangements besides practicing. It is now ready for use."

"Okay!" Chen Xinghe stamped his feet to convey his strength, and the ceiling made a "click" sound, revealing rows of red formations, and spiritual energy dropped down.

This spiritual energy was far from enough, so Chen Xinghe drained his pockets, took out a few storage charms and the spiritual stones left in the race bag and scattered them on the ground, then sat cross-legged to forge the God-Serving Seal.

Although this imprint is imprinted on the Buddha's body, most of the time he will not be able to communicate with his mind, and he will not be able to use his fingers like an arm, but at least it is a kind of restraint.

As for whether the Buddha's zombie can be conquered in the future, it depends on how much the means increase. Anyway, it can't be done now, so we can only try to delay it as long as possible.

Half an hour later, Chen Xinghe pointed his finger and pressed on Fo Zheng's shoulder.

Buddha was furious: "Humph, this Vajra is indestructible."

"I know that your vajra is indestructible. This is a seal of the God of Samurai that sets up Taoist soldiers. When you sincerely submit, this seal of the God of Samurai will be engraved between your eyebrows. Now it can only sit on your shoulders, making you incapacitated for some time in the future.

It's up to you." Chen Xinghe slowly retracted his palm and immediately put it into the human race bag without waiting for the Buddha to struggle, because this bag also had certain trapping capabilities.

Just after dealing with this hidden danger, I heard a message from someone outside: "Junior brother, are you out of seclusion?"

"Senior Brother Tong Ao." Chen Xinghe slapped his forehead and then remembered the bodyguard and helper Kongtong Mountain sent to him.

There was not much time, so the two of them sat down in the lobby.

After more than a month of intensive construction, the Yizhang Hall was transformed into a contemporary cave style. However, the superficial work is easy to do, but the prohibition of formations and patterns is particularly difficult. It will take a year and a half to see the results.

"Junior brother, I received news from our sect that Yang Pan has found several powerful helpers, all of whom are famous heretic monks nearby, as well as Xia Junqi, another great traitor in Kongtong Mountain."

Hearing the news, Chen Xinghe frowned: "Yang Pan was injured and escaped. I thought it would last for a few years, but I didn't expect it to be over."
Chapter completed!