The black light from Jiang Li's hand penetrated into the outer disciple's head, and a thin light green transparent line floated in the air, connecting Jiang Li's fingers to the disciple's head.
After waiting silently for a few minutes, Jiang Li hooked his fingers, and the green silk thread pulled the black light that had penetrated the opponent's head and flew out again.
This black light was none other than the evil ghost that was unfortunately captured by Jiang Li.
By the late stage of Qi training, Jiang Li could already use the Ghost Wood Technique to make some little ghosts serve him.
And that green line is the restraint of Guimujue on the evil spirit, so that even if you leave Jiang Li's sea of consciousness, you have no chance to escape and can only obediently help Jiang Li do things.
This ghost has a certain ability to read minds. Although it is not strong, it can still be used.
Jiang Li then punched it into the brain of the disciple in front of him to see if he could read out any useful memories.
Pulling the demon ghost back into the sea of consciousness, some scattered memories were quickly transferred over.
There are not many memory fragments captured by the ghost, and they are far from comparable to the empathy of Mayfly Yimeng.
It can be seen that ghost fraud is similar to telecommunications fraud. They are both bluffs and 70% deception.
Using the Avalokitesvara Heart Sutra, which could last a person's life, Jiang Li quickly went through the memory fragments of the disciple in front of him.
All the meaningless and nutritious content was discarded, leaving only some content that Jiang Li was interested in.
"The Immortal in Green Skirt...the name sounds nice, but does it turn out that this kind of contraband exists in the world of immortality?"
Jiang Li held the two porcelain bottles in his hand that were not very fine in workmanship, and was still thinking about the few memory fragments stolen by the ghost.
When I take the medicine, I feel like I'm in high spirits, but when I stop taking the medicine, I feel confused and confused.
This is a highly addictive and very poisonous illegal drug.
It's not bad for monks who are above the foundation building stage. Their strong bodies can help them resist the erosion and dependence of drugs. As long as they are more determined, they can get rid of their headaches for a week at most.
But for disciples in the Qi refining stage, if they encounter this thing, they may sink forever. The kind of drug dependence that makes people crazy cannot be easily overcome.
After Jiang Li read the memory fragment, he looked at a tall and thin man among the eight people lying on the ground.
After thinking for a moment, he finally chose not to slap him to death, but waved his hand and used spiritual energy to open his mouth, took out seven or eight waste pills from his arms, and stuffed them into him.
Seeing that this disciple's body was still twitching and trembling in a coma, his face, which was originally as pale as if he was seriously ill, turned darker and darker, and his body began to exude a disgusting aura, as if he was terminally ill.
It's like he's going to die at any time.
This group of people are here sucking the spore powder "Green Skirt Fairy", and this guy is the leader.
When this tall and thin man went out on a mission, he met a few casual cultivators in Yifang City, and then he became infected with the "green-skirted fairy" problem.
And how many spiritual stones can an outer disciple have?
After becoming addicted, just like what Jiang Li had heard in his previous life, he ran out of spiritual stones and was desperate, and finally started dragging people into the water to feed and support him.
The other seven people lying on the ground were deceived by him through some means and finally became infected with the "Green Skirt Fairy".
A tall and lanky person would simply die without mercy.
The amount of erysipelas contained in these waste pills is enough to cause irreversible damage to this guy's cultivation and spiritual roots, and the erysipelas will remain stubborn for at least a hundred years.
He will never be able to recover again in his life until he dies in pain from the torment of erysipelas.
After taking away all the "green spore powder" from them, Jiang Li ignored these guys and continued walking towards the center of the cemetery.
It's just that today, this quiet place seems to be particularly lively.
From a distance, Jiang Li saw a tall figure standing in front of him, not knowing what he was doing.
Could it be that one of the dear friends in this cemetery has been transformed?
Jiang Li quickly rejected this idea, because the other party's clothes were neat and tidy, so he obviously would not be a dirty zombie.
However, he didn't show any fear and walked straight over. This was his target location, so he couldn't just stay away from someone he didn't know.
The closer he walked, the more familiar Jiang Li felt.
Isn't the place where the figure stands the same place where Jiang Li practiced Ghost Wood Jue?
And this figure is indeed not a zombie. Judging from the back, it is a middle-aged man who looks to be of medium build.
His robe looked faded at the edges and had been washed white.
Jiang Li had never seen a monk dressed like this, but from the oppressive feeling coming from him, Jiang Li was sure that he was at least a monk in the alchemy stage.
Since the other party can easily enter and leave the sect, there is a high probability that he should be an elder from the Sutra Library Valley.
"This disciple has caused a lot of disturbance when passing by here. I hope the elder will forgive me."
Jiang Li bowed his hands and took a few steps forward, finally seeing the other person's face from the side.
His facial features are all ordinary, even a little old, and he doesn't look like a very powerful person. Only a pair of sharp sword-shaped eyebrows pointed upward, making him appear heroic.
"Well, this cemetery is not a good place. Don't stay too long. Let's go."
The elder glanced at Jiang Li and reminded him to leave quickly.
Jiang Li didn't pay much attention to the other party's reminder. For other disciples, this cemetery might be invaded by yin energy and be harmful to their health, but for Jiang Li, it was as intimate as returning home.
"Elder, what are you looking at?"
Following the other party's line of sight, in the outer gate cemetery, where the Yin Qi had eroded the ground to the point where there was no grass growing, fifteen tree saplings actually grew out of nowhere.
And these seedlings are extremely familiar to Jiang Li. He practices Qi every day and visualizes the same things.
"This is...a locust tree."
"Elder, is there anything wrong with these locust trees?"
Jiang Li suddenly felt a little embarrassed, knowing what the elder was looking at. At this moment, he suddenly had a bad premonition.
It's like that feeling when you were a kid and got zero marks on a test, then hid the test paper and then someone discovered it.
The elder glanced at Jiang Li again, perhaps because of the inner disciple uniform he wore, and explained a few words to Jiang Li.
"The outer gate cemetery is very yin-y. I don't know who actually planted fifteen locust trees and arranged them into a Feng Shui tree yin array."
"Recently, corpses and ghosts have frequently appeared in this cemetery, disturbing the outer gate. I don't know who is doing it here and what their intentions are."
The elder spoke with a slight accent, and looked at the Sophora Tree Formation in front of him with a serious expression.
In the sect, Elder Lin originally practiced in seclusion all year round, but recently there have been frequent accidents in the outer sect cemetery, which has injured many disciples.
Naturally, it is not difficult for the sect elders and inner disciples to deal with these new ghosts.
But this cemetery has been on a roll lately, with ghosts appearing frequently.
Others did not find out the reason, and they could not really let the foundation-building monks stationed all year round just for the sake of a cemetery, so they invited Elder Lin to ask him, a professional, to help solve the cemetery problem.
Elder Lin is really capable. The layout of the outer cemetery was designed and improved by him. The rule of stuffing copper coins into the mouths of the dead to suppress the transformation of corpses was also his suggestion to the sect.
As soon as he, an expert, took action, he quickly found the crux of the problem. These locust trees that were planted at an unknown time were the culprits.
It's just that he is still a little confused. Although these fifteen seedlings are arranged into a Feng Shui Wood Yin Formation, judging from his experience, they should be far from being able to gather such a concentration of Yin Qi.
To achieve the current situation, there must be at least fifteen locust trees that are more than fifty years old.
"Is there another mystery behind this cemetery?"
After Jiang Li heard this, he couldn't help but a drop of cold sweat fell from his forehead. If he guessed correctly, this matter might really have something to do with him.
"Ahem, elder, this disciple may be able to answer your question."
Jiang Li secretly cursed himself for his poor memory, and after thinking about it, he forced himself to say it to the other party in embarrassment.
Then he reached forward and waved his hand, and Muyin spiritual energy swayed out.
Captured by his spiritual energy, the crackling sound of roots breaking came from the ground.
Jiang Li was stunned for a moment, and then increased the output of his spiritual energy.
Then the soil beneath the fifteen locust saplings suddenly turned up, and one after another, a total of fifteen thick locust tree stakes were pulled out from the ground.
It's just that the locust wood piles at this time are completely different from when Jiang Li buried them in the ground.
A large number of fine roots grew on the surface of the bark, and the fifteen locust tree seedlings sprouted and grew from these locust tree stumps.
These locust wood piles that once had no roots or leaves have been reborn under the nourishment of the Yin Qi of the cemetery.
"Muyin spiritual energy...did you bury these locust trees?"
When Elder Lin saw this scene, he still didn't know what the problem was. It turned out that the mystery was buried under the soil.
"Returning to the elder, these locust trees were buried by the disciple for the purpose of cultivation. However, after the disciple entered the inner sect, he accidentally forgot about them due to his busy cultivation."
When Jiang Li explained it this way, Elder Lin was speechless for a moment. He was overthinking his feelings.
There was no conspiracy at all, it was just a disciple who forgot to clean up the mess after practicing, thus causing trouble.
If Jiang Li was still a disciple of the outer sect at this time, then this matter would be a huge mistake for him, and any random punishment from the sect would make him suffer.
But fortunately, he is now a disciple of Elder He, the leader of the Demon-Suppressing Hall, so this matter will only be a misunderstanding worth mentioning.
"This locust tree belongs to yin. It is very dangerous to leave these things in the cemetery. Don't be so reckless again. You can handle these locust trees on your own."
As expected, the elder didn't say much, and just gave Jiang Li a few gentle words.
"Disciple understands his mistake, thank you very much, elder."
Jiang Li loosened the prison dragon lock on his body, shot it out, and then wrapped and tied the fifteen reborn locust trees together.
When fifteen locust trees are bundled and stacked together, it is almost the size of a small mountain. In previous lives, it would have required large trucks to transport it.
But the prison dragon lock had a faint aura, and under Jiang Li's huge brute force, he pulled the locust tree back, and then he carried it on his shoulders.
The soil beneath his feet was being trampled to the point of sinking, but Jiang Li acted unusually light and calm, as if this weight was nothing at all.
"Are you a physical practitioner?"
Elder Lin looked at Jiang Li's actions and couldn't help but feel slightly concerned. It is really rare for someone in the physical training period to have such great power.
After Jiang Li gave a positive answer, he couldn't help but show a little regret. But it was not because he felt sorry for Jiang Li, but because he was worried about himself.
Elder Lin has been with corpses all year round, and he knows nothing about the thoughts of female cultivators, so that he has no clue at all about matters such as the Taoist couple's heirs.
In addition, in recent years, although he had been practicing hard in seclusion, there was still no hope of a breakthrough in practice, so he gradually came up with the idea of recruiting a disciple to pass on what he had learned.
After he came out of seclusion, the Valley Master told him that there was a disciple with Mu and Yin dual-attribute spiritual roots who was very suitable for him, but he unfortunately missed it because he was in seclusion, and now he has been defeated by the first sect of the Demon-Suppressing Hall.
How could he not guess Jiang Li's identity like this?
"Previously I observed that the aura you used had dual attributes of wood and yin. What are the techniques you have learned? What is your current state?"
Although it was impossible to accept a disciple, Elder Lin still asked Jiang Li with concern. After all, there were very few monks with Muyin spiritual roots. It was a rare chance to meet one, so it was a bit of fate. He still needed to give some advice.
"This disciple is practicing Guimu Jue, and he is only in the late stage of Qi training."
Jiang Li answered truthfully, his voice was steady, and the heavy burden on his shoulders did not have much impact on him.
"Guimu Jue? It's a pretty good technique."
"Then what you released before was your ghost servant?"
When Elder Lin said this, how could Jiang Li not know that the scene at the edge of the cemetery just now was all seen by him using unknown means.
"Don't worry, several of them deserved their death, and I won't blame you for this."
Seeing the change in Jiang Li's expression, the elder quickly expressed relief and told Jiang Li not to worry about it.
Jiang Li was naturally not worried about this, but the other party seemed to know his skills very well. This made him a little confused.
"Elder, please forgive me for taking this presumption. Do you dare to ask the elder's name?"
"My name is Lin Fengying, you can call me Elder Lin."
At this moment, Jiang Li completely understood that this was the descendant of the lineage that once exterminated corpses. If it weren't for the retreat, he would have almost become his master, Elder Lin.
Both have Muyin attribute spiritual roots, so it is only natural for the other party to study the other two Muyin attribute techniques in the valley.
Jiang Li quickly put down the locust tree, bowed and saluted again, and called out.
"Elder Lin."
Jiang Li's own master was only good at physical training, and it was really difficult to help him with Qi training.
Now that he met Elder Lin, how could he let him go and asked him one by one about some of the difficult problems he encountered in the techniques and techniques.
Elder Lin Fengying is indeed proficient in this art, and a few words of advice can help Jiang Li gain enlightenment and benefit a lot.
And during the conversation, Jiang Li discovered that the other party was actually a formation master.
Elder Lin also greatly appreciated the Muyin Feng Shui formation that Jiang Li set up at that time. He said that Jiang Li was absolutely talented in the formation.
At that time, he was able to use fifteen locust trees to create that kind of Feng Shui formation based on the superficial teachings from the Outer Sect Chuan Gong Hall. His talent was definitely impressive.
This is called someone giving you a pillow when you feel sleepy.
Jiang Li has been learning to carve runes for several months, and his basic skills are pretty good, but he has been suffering from the lack of anyone teaching him the secrets of the formations, so he has been stagnant and has made no progress.
At this time, I happened to meet Elder Lin, and he quickly gave him a good word, and got the other party's promise to teach the formation layout.