The aura emitted by the Yang Tian Sword was overwhelming, and the violent Yang energy filled the air, and the evil energy within a radius of several kilometers disappeared.
It's like bathing in the spring breeze.
So comfortable.
Xu Ze felt this aura and couldn't help but click his tongue. It had only been three short months since they last met, and Ning Feiyang's Taoism had increased a lot.
"I'll fight with you." The strong ghost rushed over.
Bang bang bang bang...
Cheng Zhuang grabbed the ghost urn with both hands and kept colliding with the Yangtian Sword, trying to escape.
How could Ning Feiyang give him this opportunity? Every time the Yangtian Sword touches the ghost's body, the evil spirit weakens a bit.
In less than a minute, only half of the ghost's breath was left, and he was barely breathing.
"Drink." Ning Feiyang shouted again, and the Yangtian Sword was about to hit the ghost's life gate.
Cheng Zhuang was experienced and sensed the dangerous aura, so he got directly into the ghost jar.
The black ghost jar is suspended in the air, exuding a strong evil energy that rivals the Yang energy.
"Ning Feiyang, the ghost urn is their lair. Cheng Zhuang sealed his ghost inside and planned to fight to the death. By doing so, he regarded himself as a foster kid." Xu Ze reminded.
Cheng Zhuang is proficient in the art of raising ghosts and seals himself in an urn. He is many times more powerful than ordinary ghosts.
If the ghost jar is recovered, wouldn't it be possible to control the ghosts that grow up?
When Ning Feiyang thought of this, his pupils shone with light, and he put away the Yangtian Sword.
"You can't put away the Yangtian Sword. There is a powerful aura on it. You can only get the effect by attacking with the Yangtian Sword continuously." Xu Ze reminded.
"It doesn't matter, I'll have fun with him first." Ning Feiyang said.
Xu Ze was sweating profusely, but this was Ning Feiyang's decision and he couldn't interfere.
The yang energy escapes, the ghost urn loses its suppression, and the evil energy flourishes.
Chengda Da, who was in the ghost jar, was so happy that he took control of the ghost jar and launched a fierce attack on Ning Feiyang.
Ning Feiyang took out the Langhao pen and a large amount of talisman paper, and kept carving on it.
The movements are smooth and flowing, and the seal carving paper is very fast, one piece per second.
ah!
When Xu Ze saw this, he was shocked again. He had seen Master Guji engraving talismans in person, and he had also seen Senior Brother Huang Sen engrave seals. The combined speed of the two of them was not even half of Ning Feiyang's.
With such a fast seal carving speed, will the talisman paper be very effective?
The next scene dispelled Xu Ze's doubts.
The talisman paper all over the sky made a swishing sound and was quickly stuck in the ghost jar. The restless ghost jar slowly became calmer.
Ning Feiyang spent fifty talismans to control Guiweng.
"It's amazing, it's simply a miracle." Xu Ze said excitedly, "I didn't expect that you actually defeated Lao Myanmar's ghost breeder."
He was from the Maoshan Taoist lineage, and his senior brother Huang Sen lost an arm, which became a shame to them. He believed that Maoshan Taoism was inferior to the art of raising ghosts, and he was afraid of people who raised ghosts.
Ning Feiyang's performance completely subverted his view.
Maoshan Taoism can also be practiced to achieve a superb state.
"Look at the harvest." Ning Feiyang said with a smile. There were not many talismans left on his body, which made him feel a little painful.
He picked up the ghost jar and said in skilled Burmese: "Chengzhuang, now you are under my control, I want you to disappear into thin air."
"No, no, no." Cheng Zhuang thought he had a chance to win, but Clinker hid in the ghost jar and was still no match for Ning Feiyang.
"If you want to harm me, I will make your soul fly to pieces." Ning Feiyang said in a deep voice.
Cheng Zhuang quickly said: "I hid in the ghost jar and you surrendered me. From now on, I will be your ghost slave. Don't kill me. Keep me. It may be useful."
His body has been killed, leaving only a ghost. If it is destroyed, there will be nothing left.
"Won't I kill you?" A faint evil smile appeared at the corner of Ning Feiyang's lips, "It's not impossible, tell me your ghost-raising skills."
"This..." Cheng Zhuang hesitated.
Ning Feiyang snorted coldly and said, "If you don't tell the truth, I will destroy you right now."
"No, I said, I said..." Cheng Zhuang was very depressed, "I won't tell you. The main reason is that ghost raising and Maoshan Taoism are not the same routine. It is difficult for you to learn it. There were people who wanted to learn it before, but they all ended in vain.
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"Stop talking nonsense, just say it." Ning Feiyang said in a deep voice.
Cheng Zhuang can only tell the truth.
Cheng Zhuang spoke in English, and Xu Ze also heard it. The content was so confusing that he couldn't understand it at all.
On the other hand, Ning Feiyang was sitting cross-legged, as if thinking about something.
Less than half an hour later, he stood up, with a glimmer of light in his pupils, picked up the ghost jar, and was about to open it.
"If a grown ghost enters the urn, if it is opened, he may lose control and run away." Xu Ze stopped him.
"It doesn't matter." Ning Feiyang opened it resolutely.
When Cheng Zhuang saw the ghost jar open, he was overjoyed and prepared to escape.
Ning Feiyang didn't give him a chance at all. He kept mumbling words, and the grown ghost was greatly restrained, as if he was being controlled by someone. He would do whatever he was told, unable to resist at all.
"You...you already know the art of raising ghosts?" Chenggang was shocked.
"Hehe, I accidentally learned it." Ning Feiyang said lightly.
Cheng Zhuang and Xu Ze were speechless. After only half an hour, they actually learned the art of raising ghosts.
You know, Cheng Zhuang is considered a very talented person in Lao Burma. Even so, it took him a full ten years to reach the threshold, and another ten years to reach the level of Xiao Cheng.
It only took Ning Feiyang half an hour.
Comparing people with each other makes people angry!
"Master, I am completely convinced by you. I will do whatever you ask me to do from now on, as long as you don't kill me." Cheng Zhuang immediately gave up the idea of escape.
"Don't be nervous. It's very easy to be used by me. I usually catch some evil spirits and put them in the ghost jar. I will be useful." Ning Feiyang said.
"Yes." Cheng Zhuang went out to work.
Ning Feiyang was able to quickly understand the art of raising ghosts, thanks to the Maoshan Taoism in the system. The Taoism he learned was a complete version, including the art of raising ghosts, but it was called differently.
With a little study and mastery, you can master it skillfully.
As for Xu Ze's lineage, many of the Taoist skills they learned have been lost, and they have not touched the essence at all. They are just superficial. It is not surprising that they were defeated by the art of raising ghosts.
Ning Feiyang controls Cheng Zhuang and lets him catch evil ghosts. On the one hand, he can deal with those things that harm people. On the other hand, using ghosts to warm his soul can enhance the power of his soul.
Kill two birds with one stone.
Ning Feiyang was very happy on the way back. He killed Zhuangzhuang and gained a lot.
As for the woman in red, he was directly destroyed by him. As for what will happen next, he has no intention to care about it.
"I must tell my master and senior brother about this. They will definitely be very happy if they find out." Xu Ze said excitedly.
Ning Feiyang smiled slightly and walked towards the school. As soon as he arrived at the door, he received a call from Geng Guotang. (To be continued)