Chapter 98 Ghost cultivators do not lie to ghost cultivators

A month was not a long time, so Elder Jiuli suggested that Liujiang Fusheng should retreat to a small retreat to concentrate on recuperating from his injuries and stabilizing his cultivation level, which he had reached a small level not long ago.

The cultivation speed of Liujiang Fusheng is indeed terrifying. In such a short period of time from Dayan Sect to Dusheng Taoist Temple, he was able to break through from the middle stage of Jindan to the late stage. This speed is unique no matter where he shows it off.

sharp.

On the one hand, this shows that the spiritual root is indeed unique, and on the other hand, it also shows that breaking through the realm in life and death can indeed achieve miraculous results.

But this method is not suitable for regular use. What if you die one day?

But there are some people who are willing to risk their own lives in order to achieve a breakthrough in a short period of time.

It was not an accident that Guiying left the team at Dusheng Taoist Temple, but he did it intentionally.

When he was running away with Elder Jiuli and others, he heard a voice in Dusheng Taoist Temple that no one else could hear, calling him constantly.

"Want power?"

"Want to become stronger?"

"Come and find me..."

He was wary and resistant at first, but it seemed to be able to hear the deepest desire in his heart, so he was so eager to become stronger that he was tempted by it and unknowingly left the team.

He was led into a grotto cave by the sound, and "saw" a skeleton wearing a mysterious robe lying next to the rock wall. It was not as white as ordinary bones, but as black as paint, and the eye holes in the skull were filled with blood.

Full of black energy.

Seeing him coming, a group of red and flickering ghosts floated out of it. It circled around the ghost baby and suddenly laughed: "Hahaha - ghost cultivator, it really is a ghost cultivator. After four hundred years,

, I finally let the old ghost wait, hahahaha..."

The sinister, high-pitched laughter was harsh and unpleasant.

The ghost baby didn't know how it could see through his true identity. Maybe fellow ghost cultivators could sense each other.

He could feel the power of this ghost cultivator's dead soul.

The soul body looked at the ghost baby for a long time, and then said: "You are actually born with a ghost cultivating physique. What a pity, what a pity, you are blind, and you are missing both arms... No, you are a ghost baby?!"

As soon as Guiying heard someone mention his origin, his expression turned cold and he said, "Who are you and why did you ask me to come here?"

It floated in front of him, and the cold black air dissipated, revealing a gloomy and ghostly face covered in blood. It smiled arrogantly, excited with surprise: "Child, do me a favor. If you agree, I will

I will give you all the ghost elixirs that I have cultivated for 500 years."

Five hundred years of ghost elixir?

It is said that all the ghost power condensed after the death of a ghost cultivator can be devoured by the same kind to nourish and increase the cultivation level.

And five hundred years... Gui Ying's heart moved.

"Why do you need my help?"

"It's because the old ghost can't get out of here."

"Why me?"

"Because we are both ghost cultivators, the old ghost can't offer anything else of value. Only ghost cultivators can appreciate the ghost elixir of the old ghost."

The two of them asked and answered questions. One dared to ask, and the other dared to answer him bluntly.

"Why should I trust you?"

Regarding this point, the ghost cultivator said very generously: "If you don't believe it, the old ghost can give you the ghost pill first."

But Guiying didn't believe that there was such a good thing in this world. After all, the other party seemed to be an evil creature with deep thoughts.

"What do you want me to do for you?"

The ghost cultivator said in a broken voice as if his throat had been cut by a knife: "Don't worry, don't rush, your cultivation level is too low now, first swallow the old ghost's ghost pill, if you can bear it, the old ghost will say nothing more

Not too late."

These evil cultivators are practicing crooked ways and have weird personalities. In addition, they have been imprisoned in one place for hundreds of years without seeing the light of day. After a long time, they become a little abnormal.

A green bead floated from the skeleton and stopped in front of the ghost baby.

A powerful cold force flowed in front of his eyes. He couldn't see it, but he could feel it.

This is the ghost pill.

reject?

Or accept it?

The ghost cultivator seemed to know his hesitation and floated to his ear: "Child, the ghost cultivator will not lie to the ghost cultivator. You have obtained the ghost elixir from the old ghost. With your current cultivation level, you can at least break through to a big realm. How many people are there?"

Are you willing to give up on something you dream of?"

Although he knew that the other party would not give him something so easily, Guiying really couldn't refuse.

He wanted to take a gamble.

trap?

conspiracy?

Whatever it is, it's fine.

If you have nothing but this life, what else can you fight for?

He just didn't want to taste the bitter and humble taste of being stepped on in the mud again.

Especially after knowing that Gu Yi is that person.

Why is she the wife of Liujiang Fusheng!

He gritted his teeth, opened his mouth, and swallowed the ghost pill in one gulp without hesitation.

He would let her see that his ghost baby would not be worse than Liujiang Fusheng all his life.

After swallowing the ghost pill, he turned pale soon after, his brows furrowed, and a cold chill enveloped him, but his stomach felt like it was stabbed by thousands of ice pick blades, and a heart-wrenching pain spread all over his body.

, every second and every moment without stopping.

Uh-huh——

And the pain continued to escalate. He bit his lip and felt that his body was about to explode from this uncontrollable violent force. He curled up in the corner, his body twitching and shaking violently, and his eyes were blurred with blood and tears -

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Seeing the way he endured the pain, the ghost cultivator smiled happily and twistedly: "Hahaha, do you think it's easy to become stronger by borrowing foreign objects? My child, radical methods will definitely lead to torture and even death.

Yes, hahaha, if you can't survive it, then die here with me, hahaha..."

But in the end, the ghost baby survived with the strongest will.

If Liujiang Fusheng is a genius in spiritual cultivation, then Guiying is undoubtedly a genius in ghost ways.

He used a five-hundred-year-old ghost elixir to upgrade his cultivation level to the late stage of the golden elixir. Such a terrifying advancement speed was not far behind Liujiang Fusheng.

As for the deal between him and the ghost cultivator...

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"Guiying, what did you encounter at Dushengguan?"

That night, Master Gu Jun met Gui Ying. Others could not see through the restrictions she had set on him, but she noticed at a glance that Gui Ying's cultivation had grown rapidly.

When Guiying saw that she came to see him this time, she did not make any cover-up and openly faced Gu Yi with her true face. For a moment, she was a little shy and panicked for some reason.

During her questioning, he stumbled and finished telling the story about the Lanshan Stream Cave, and he seemed to be mute, unable to squeeze out a single word.

He actually had many things he wanted to ask her.

But he found that he didn't seem qualified to care about her affairs.

After listening to this, Master Gu Jun was silent for a while and then said: "Yes, the golden elixir is in the late stage, but this ghost elixir has hidden dangers..."

As she spoke, her figure flashed and she was standing close to him.

Guiying smelled the cold fragrance of cold pine, and his expression froze. It was the first time he was so close to her. It was difficult for him to maintain a normal attitude. He even felt uncontrollably warm on his face, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

He glanced away.

One hand reached into his abdomen and took out the remaining half of the ghost pill.
Chapter completed!