Corpse fireflies have two phases of Cordyceps. During the day, they are grass, clinging to the piles of corpses to absorb nutrients and grow stronger. At night, they turn into fireflies and go out to roam. When they see strangers, they will chase after them, scaring their souls away and taking advantage of the opportunity.
Absorb the energy from last night.
The three of them, Wang Fu and others, were all cultivators. They did not dare to approach the Corpse Firefly Grass, so they were satisfied just by sucking some wild beasts.
Lang Xiaochen suggested burning it, but it was just verified that this kind of spiritual grass cannot be burned.
Wang Fu had the same opinion, "Ghosts kill people and raise grass. This pile of corpse fireflies is full of sins, so it is best to destroy it."
However, Zhu Zisu's words made them change their minds.
"Lang Laoliu, Junior Brother Wang came here and saved your life and helped me. You can't go back empty-handed."
Lang Xiaochen thought about it, he suffered a big loss this time. The child could not be saved, and he was seriously injured. No matter what, he suffered a big loss.
It would cost money to go back for treatment, and my financial situation was already stretched thin.
As Zhu Zisu said, life-saving grace must be repaid. If you don't repay this time, there will be no next time.
The relationship needs to be continued, and the meaning needs to be expressed.
But the key is, he has no money!
Zhu Zisu made a gesture with his eyes and landed on the clusters of dead fireflies on the ground. "Ghosts have evil intentions, but spiritual grasses are innocent. Those who get them can make good use of them, and they will be worthy of the villagers who died because of it."
He nodded and said to Lang Xiaochen, "Corpse firefly grass is a rare spiritual grass and is extremely precious. I suggest you pick it and use it as the reward for Junior Brother Wang's trip, right?
Wang Fu subconsciously refused, "It's not necessary, it's just a matter of effort."
Besides, Corpse Fireweed is a treasure for ghost cultivators and is of no use to him.
"Junior Brother Wang, there are many ghosts in Gushan, and you have a lot of things in your hands. You can exchange them with Corpse Fireweed."
Wang Fu's heart moved, and he remembered his experience in the ghost market, and it seemed that it was really feasible.
"Junior Brother Wang, you and I will kill the ghosts and avenge these villagers. These corpse fireflies can be taken."
Lang Xiaochen also figured it out. If you don't take the ghost's things, you won't take them. That's it.
The two of them had been busy all morning before picking the Corpse Fireweed. This thing was born from Yin Qi and should not be touched by flesh and blood, otherwise it would wither on the spot. They could only be picked off one by one with magic power, which was very slow.
In the afternoon, they had just finished picking, a total of more than 170 corpse fireflies.
"Junior Brother Wang, this object needs to be kept carefully and protected from light first."
Wang Fu nodded. He knew a lot about this. The corpse firefly was recorded in the old ghost's handbook. You can find out by reading the corresponding content.
Having said that, I haven't studied for a long time recently. I should have recognized this kind of spiritual herb at a glance, but I had to explain it to Zhu Zisu. It's really embarrassing.
"Hey, what a good village, it was just ruined."
Lang Xiaochen sighed endlessly.
This mission failed. The 'genius' child had already been killed by evil spirits. What he brought with him was just a ghost in disguise.
Deliberately tempting Zhu Zisu and Wang Fuli to come to the rescue, they were almost killed by the ghost.
"Let's go, it's time to go back to the Taoist Temple!"
Zhu Zi looked at the village solemnly and called Lang Xiaochen and Wang Fu to leave.
On the way, Wang Fu took some time to ask about the Shifang Ghost Tribe.
It turns out that in this land, ghosts are rampant, gathering to cause disasters, and even forming tribes. The foundation for reproduction and inheritance is determined as the "Ghost Tribe".
The prefix "Shifang" means that ghosts are widely distributed, covering the sky and the earth, in all directions.
The ghost tribe of the ten directions is the enemy of life and death for all living people, and even for the entire spiritual world.
The land beneath our feet was occupied by a branch of the ghost tribe many years ago.
The internal structure of the ghost tribe is similar to that of a primitive tribe. When the population increases and the load limit is exceeded, a small branch will branch out and move to other places to settle and grow.
The ghost tribe was entrenched in the local area and grew stronger and more rampant. They regarded the people as cattle and sheep, grazing and slaughtering them wantonly.
until……
The old man who led the temple came out, joined forces with a group of powerful practitioners, destroyed the ghost tribe, and founded the "Yunyang Temple" to guard it to this day.
"We, Ding Zhangdian, are one of the elders. When we wiped out the ghost tribe, our credit is only inferior to that of the Guanzhu."
No matter Zhu Zisu or Lang Xiaochen, when they mentioned Ding Zhangdian, they were as respectful as gods.
They looked at Wang Fu with envious eyes. They could only look up and watch as they would have a bright future by practicing with Ding Zhangdian.
However, ghosts take root immediately, just like a big tree with deep roots and leafy leaves. Even if it is uprooted, the tiny roots still remain in the soil, hiding and waiting for the opportunity to re-grow branches.
"My duty at Yunyang Guan is to protect this land, sweep away the remnants of the ghost tribe, and prevent the people from suffering from ghost disasters."
When Zhu Zisu said this, he seemed to think of the previous mountain village and sighed, "But, this is not easy."
The common people are like sheep, and the ghosts are like jackals. The Taoist priests in Yunyang Temple are hunters, but they cannot kill all the jackals no matter what.
The atmosphere suddenly became dull.
"Why not?"
Lang Xiaochen took over the topic, "A few years ago, there was a remnant of the ghost tribe...the plague ghost tried to break through the evil ghosts and cause harm to the place."
"It even caused natural disasters, famine spread across the land, and people were displaced."
"In the end, it was Master Ding who came forward to kill him and quell the disaster."
The more Wang Fu listened, the more familiar it became, etc...
The original owner of this body was forced to flee with his parents due to a drought in his hometown a few years ago. As a result, he met an old ghost and lost his life.
Wang Fu always thought it was a natural disaster, but now he heard the truth. It was caused by the remnants of the ghost tribe.
There are four levels of evil and evil, and evil ghosts are the highest. Just a ghost that is about to break through the evil ghosts can cause natural and man-made disasters, which is simply horrifying.
Fortunately, Yunyang Guan killed the plague ghost and successfully quelled the natural disaster.
Xiao Fuer died because of this, but Wang Fu joined Yunyang Temple in his place. Everything went round and round, but in the final analysis it was fate.
At this moment, Wang Fu's mood was infinitely elevated, ethereal, and independent from the world.
One drink and one peck, could it be God’s will?
In Wang Fu's pupils, the hexagrams and hexagrams of two spells of plum blossom appeared. The former appeared like a cracked shell, while the latter appeared six or six shapes, sometimes like plum blossoms, sometimes like frost and snow...
It turns out that the seemingly scattered secrets are all well-organized and well-organized under the intricate surface.
At this moment, he had a deeper understanding of Yi Dao Shushu.
For example, in the past, I did the questions without asking for detailed explanations, but now I can see through the questions and see through the assessment content of the questioner, and I have risen from simple techniques to the level of enlightenment.
Once you realize this, you can overcome ten years of hard work.
Wang Fu's mental journey was completed in a few breaths. The two senior brothers next to him had not yet noticed that he had already taken a step forward in his attainments in magic.
"Guizangyi, old ghost, you have hidden a lot of good things."
Wang Fu broke out in a sweat and realized that the old ghost's Chuan Yi was just to make him mistakenly think it was safe, but in fact he had evil intentions.
The true mystery of Gui Zangyi has only just begun to reveal the tip of the iceberg.
Wang Fu studied mathematics with Professor Shao and gained a solid foundation in the Meihua Yi Moding. After today's epiphany, he finally came into contact with the true core essence of the Gui Zangyi.