"Whether it is your Xuanmen spells or the spells cast by our soul energy, the upper limit is very clear, that is, the energy exerted by this spell cannot exceed the Taoism of the person who casts the spell."
The second uncle Yaxi continued, "Ninety-nine percent or even more of the spells have no lower limit. For example, my strength is at the peak of the third level, and I can still cast energy at the first level.
The spell in the first stage of the realm.”
"That's right..." Zhang Fan answered.
"But the spell of Universal Ghost Magic has a lower limit. The energy contained in the spell cast must be at least five levels lower than the caster's Taoism.
The energy contained in the black paper money is in the fifth stage of the first realm, so the strength of the caster should not exceed the first stage of the second realm."
Uncle Yaxi said.
Zhang Fan nodded with a sudden look on his face, then looked at Lin Sheng's wife and said, "Where is the ghost who gave you this black paper money?"
Lin Sheng's wife glanced at Zhang Fan, licked her lips nervously, and said nothing.
I saw Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, a sharp look flashed in his eyes, and a powerful burst of true energy suddenly spurted out from his palm, turned into a big hand, and pinched Lin Sheng's wife's neck directly.
"snort!"
Under the strong pressure of the powerful hands of Zhenqi, Lin Sheng's wife let out a muffled groan. In a state of hypoxia, her cheeks instantly became red, and she felt a sense of suffocation.
"I said...I said..." The fear of death crushed Lin Sheng's wife's belief, and Lin Sheng's wife surrendered.
Zhang Fan did not withdraw his Qi hand, but relaxed a little.
"Hiss... Huh..." Lin Sheng's wife took a deep breath, "In... the dry well next to the pit in the south of our village."
Zhang Fan glanced at Mr. Yaxi and said, "I'll go to the place she mentioned. You watch them."
"Okay, Mr. Zhang, feel free to go."
Uncle Yaxi replied.
Zhang Fan no longer hesitated, got out and drove straight to the dry well. After getting off the car, Zhang Fan came to the dry well. The moment he opened the cover of the dry well, a strong soul energy and yin energy hit his face.
Zhang Fan frowned.
Soon, Zhang Fan located the location under the well where soul energy and yin energy were emanating. It was a dark soul curled up into a ball.
This Yinhun also noticed Zhang Fan. Since Zhang Fan was wearing a spiritual stone and did not reveal his strength, the Yinhun's first reaction was to attack Zhang Fan.
A divination energy suddenly spurted out from his palm and shot directly towards the ghost with lightning speed.
Feeling Zhang Fan's strength, Yinhun was horrified. His moral conduct was as expected by the second uncle Yaxi. He was in the first stage of the second realm. How could he be the opponent of a strong man like Zhang Fan who was in the eighth realm of the second realm?
?
Yinhun turned around and tried to escape, but his speed was too slow, and Zhang Fan's attack hit his soul body heavily.
"ah……"
A shrill scream came from Yinhun's mouth.
The next moment, the divination energy formed a large net and fished the ghost out of the dry well. Now, Zhang Fan could see the whole picture of the ghost clearly.
The ghost is dressed in coarse linen clothes, with a money rattail on his head. He has a stooped figure, withered cheeks and chapped lips. He should be a starving ghost.
Under the attack Zhang Fan had just made, the soul body on Yin Hun's chest was already very weak. It looked like it might collapse at any time.
"Master, you and I have no grudges in the past, and we have no grudges in recent times. Please show your respect."
Yin Hun clasped his fists slightly towards Zhang Fan, with a hint of begging in his voice.
"Can't lift it."
Zhang Fan replied calmly.
As soon as these words came out, Yin Hun's expression froze slightly.
"You have done a lot of harm to people. If I don't break up your soul, it will be considered a great favor to you."
Zhang Fan continued with a cold voice.
Judging from the appearance of Yin Hun, Yin Hun has at least five lives in his body.
Yin Hun's expression became more and more ugly, with a hint of panic and confusion in his eyes.
Zhang Fan clasped his hands, put the ghost into a small porcelain bottle, and returned to Lin Sheng's home.
At this time, Lin Sheng's living room was in a mess. Lin Sheng's wife, who was still charming at first, was completely unrecognizable, her hair was messy, and her face was as swollen as a pig's head.
"Mr. Zhang, I am getting older, and my ability to control my bowels and bowels is not as strong as your young people. I couldn't hold it in anymore so I went to the toilet. When I went to the toilet, this happened..." Uncle Yaxi
Sorry.
"It's okay..." Zhang Fan waved his hand. Although Lin Sheng's wife's human head was beaten into a dog's head, there was no major accident and no time was wasted. Moreover, the matter was about to be resolved.
After Zhang Fan sat down, he released the money rat-tail ghost from the small porcelain bottle.
Seeing this ghost, Lin Sheng's heart was slightly shaken, and his face instantly turned pale. This was the first time in his life that he had seen a ghost, and it was normal to be afraid.
In addition to fear, Lin Sheng's eyes were also filled with anger. After all, this was his wife's accomplice in cheating on him.
"You stinky bitch, you are so unreliable, you sold me just as soon as you said you would sell!"
Yinhun pointed at Lin Sheng's wife and cursed, "I helped you for nothing!"
"you help me?
Didn't I help you?
Let’s each get what we need, okay?”
Lin Sheng snorted in dissatisfaction.
Hearing the conversation between the two, Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows. It seemed that there was a deal between the two.
"Come, tell me, how do you help each other?"
At this moment, Zhang Fan interrupted.
Hearing this, Yin Hun and Lin Sheng's wife turned their attention to Zhang Fan at the same time.
"This stinky bitch is so lonely that she looks for a wild man while her man is out."
Yin Hun was the first to speak, "This bitch is really smart. She is afraid that people around her will notice her. She never looks for people nearby. She always looks for people from other counties. I don't know why this bitch is so capable."
Then, Yin Gui turned his attention to Lin Sheng again, shook his head with a smile and said: "You, you are a fool, you work hard to make money outside, but she is raising a pretty boy at home, and you still treat her like a baby! Hey!
...You are really an injustice..."
Faced with Yin Gui's words, Lin Sheng's face turned blue and purple for a while. What they said was not unreasonable.
"I don't know if you are a pervert or something?
You actually want a girl’s first menstrual blood, I’m a stinky bitch, who are you?
What a pervert! Old pervert!"
Lin Sheng's wife cursed hysterically.
With the two masters Zhang Fan and Yaxi in front of her, Lin Sheng's wife let go of her fear of ghosts and spoke the words that had been hidden in her heart for a long time, showing her contempt for ghosts.