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Chapter 167: The Crazy Ghost King

After a while, Feng Zhiruo replaced the candle in the last candlestick with a new one.

The moment the candle fell on the candlestick, a faint light suddenly appeared on the wooden carving on the altar table.

Immediately afterwards, there was a violent suction force.

With just one breath, all the ghost energy in the stone chamber was sucked into the black wood carving.

And this is just the beginning.

Lin Jineng could clearly feel that the huge ghost energy flowed into the stone chamber along the passage behind him, and then was all absorbed into the black wood carvings.

This process lasted for nearly a quarter of an hour.

Suddenly, Feng Zhiruo waved his sleeves, blocked Lin Ji and others behind him, and retreated to the corner of the stone room.

"Lower your head!"

Lin Ji and the others did as they were told.

Then, from the corner of his eye, Lin Ji saw the black shadow in the forest floating into the stone chamber along with the ghostly aura, and then entered the black wooden sculpture as if swallowed by a whirlpool.

Da da da...

The black wooden sculpture on the altar began to tremble. The sound was not loud, but in this quiet stone room, it was particularly noticeable.

Finally, after a while, the wood carving stabilized.

The green candlelight in the candlestick swayed a few times, and then returned to calm.

"It's over." Feng Zhiruo breathed a sigh of relief.

She looked at Lin Ji and others and said, "Let's go. There is no need to come here again. People from Tiangongfang will come to strengthen the seal later. This is their responsibility."

Hearing this, Lin Ji's thoughts changed slightly.

"Tiangongfang again? What happened to Liu Shiming earlier?"

"He's just a silly boy who covets the soul of an old madman." Feng Zhiruo said softly, "He should be the one who was sent to strengthen the seal. He only caused such a big trouble because of his wrong thoughts."

"He is in the fifth realm, so bold?" Lin Ji couldn't believe it.

"If there is no problem with the seal, the old madman is just a wood carving. It is possible to refine it."

Speaking of this, Feng Zhiruo's eyes changed a bit.

"It seems that you are about to break through the Night Travel Realm. Let me give you a piece of advice. You can only rely on yourself to cultivate your soul. Don't make plans for other people's souls."

"What do you mean?" Lin Ji was stunned.

Feng Zhiruo said in a deep voice: "The soul is the second soul of the monk, or it is the continuation of consciousness, but it is still a soul in essence. In order to cultivate the soul, some monks kill other monks and refine their souls.

, and then refine it with evil methods to strengthen itself."

This was the first time Lin Ji heard this statement.

"So this is Liu Shiming's plan?"

"That should be the case." Feng Zhiruo nodded and added, "It is true that the soul can enter the realm quickly in this way, but the soul is the purest existence. The method of refining the soul will only make the soul be tainted.

"

"What's going to happen?"

"The old lunatic dared to lick his own eyes because he broke through to the sixth level of day travel using the soul refining method. From then on, he was out of control."

Speaking of this, Feng Zhiruo sighed softly.

"He was originally the genius of the Puppet Sect, but he was trapped in the Night Travel Realm for a few years and listened to some sarcastic remarks from people around him, so he embarked on an evil path."

While talking, several people had already left the stone room.

Zhong Xiaoyan followed Lin Ji. When she walked out of the stone door, she subconsciously looked back and frowned slightly.

"Strange."

"What's wrong?" Lin Ji asked subconsciously.

But Zhong Xiaoyan pointed to the altar table in the stone room behind her.

"Are the candles in the candlestick burning too fast?"

Upon hearing this, several people present were stunned.

Lin Ji turned around and realized that after just saying a few words, one-third of the candle he had just replaced had already burned out.

"How could this happen?!" For the first time, a look of shock appeared on Feng Zhiruo's face.

She quickly returned to the stone room, observed it carefully for a moment, and then her expression changed drastically.

"Walk!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she left the stone room first.

Lin Ji and the others quickly followed.

The four of them returned to the ground from the cave together. The sky was already shining brightly outside, and the previous ghost formation had indeed disappeared.

But Feng Zhiruo didn't pause at all, just found a direction and started to run away.

Lin Ji and the other three followed behind. Although Feng Zhiruo in front obviously slowed down a bit, Lin Ji still had to drag Zhong Xiaoyan and Wu Nan to make them catch up.

I probably escaped thirty or forty miles away.

A sudden gust of wind came from behind, knocking Lin Ji staggering.

Feng Zhiruo in front paused.

Lin Ji followed and stopped, only to realize that the previous strong wind continued unabated, sweeping away everything he looked at, and going further and further away.

Looking around, everywhere you can see, it seems that the ground has been completely lifted, trees are broken, and grass is everywhere.

Then look in the direction of the previous ghost formation.

Black air has risen into the sky and will not dissipate for a long time.

This was the first time that Lin Ji could directly see the ghostly aura with his naked eyes without the need to detect it with his spiritual consciousness or open his spiritual eyes.

"The old madman actually got out of trouble." Feng Zhiruo said expressionlessly.

"How could it be? That seal isn't..."

"I don't know either. I just stopped by to solve this problem. The four candlesticks don't work, so there's nothing I can do."

Feng Zhiruo explained, and then guessed: "Maybe the escaped Tiangongfang disciple did something. The predecessor of Tiangongfang was the Puppet Sect thousands of years ago. He should be sent out to deal with this matter, so he must have inheritance.

"

"What should we do now?" Lin Ji couldn't help but ask.

Feng Zhiruo shook his head slightly.

"I don't know, but just don't meet that old madman. Even if only his soul is left and has been sealed for so many years, this old guy is still a ghost king at least."

"Seventh realm?" Lin Ji looked extremely ugly.

Lin Ji had a deep understanding of the horror of the Ghost King.

And this is not the kind of coward that the Ghost King of Liangcheng is. The Ghost King of Liangcheng is obviously afraid of being imprisoned by the Demon Suppressing Tower, so he is extremely afraid of Supervisor Tiansi.

But this old madman is different. He is a ruthless person who dares to take his own eyeballs and eat them as snacks.

After being trapped for thousands of years, no one knows what he will do once he is freed.

Feng Zhiruo looked at Lin Ji again.

"You don't have to worry so much. Taiyimen and Sansheng Cave will not sit back and watch the old madman spread cholera in Xiangzhou. The Supervisor Tiansi should also send experts to come. The old madman's strength has been greatly damaged and he should not be able to make too big a splash."

"But he is still a crazy ghost king." Lin Ji shook his head slightly.

Feng Zhiruo sighed softly, waved her hands and said: "I'm leaving, you should be careful."

"Wait a minute." Lin Ji stopped her and asked curiously, "I would like to ask, how come Miss Feng knows so clearly about things that happened a thousand years ago? Dare I ask where Miss Feng was born?"

"I used to be from the Taiyi School."

Feng Zhiruo smiled without any intention of hiding anything.

"But that was a long, long time ago. Now, apart from my ability still being inherited from the Taiyi Sect, I have nothing to do with them."

"Today, I am just Feng Zhiruo, nothing more."


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