Kōkai was stunned.

He did see a beam of golden light flashing just now, not far away.

Unfortunately, the white mist blocked his vision and could not see who it was.

"Is it a strong Taoist sect or a Buddhist monk?"

Kokai was a little surprised.

The existence that can condense the golden light of the divine world is only a handful of people in the entire Jin State.

It is extremely difficult for a monk to condense and transform into golden light.

First of all, we must condense the power of a thousand merits. This power of a thousand merits cannot be obtained by killing a thousand resentful souls.

But the real saving, Kong Hai spent fifteen years, but only condensed more than 670 merit powers.

If you want to gather a thousand paths, there is still a distance. Even if you condense a thousand paths of merit, you can only shape the Buddhist golden body, and then accumulate and transform the golden light.

Therefore, those who can possess the existence of the golden light are all masters who have attained enlightenment and are truly masters who have attained enlightenment.

The golden light shines, washing away resentment.

Linhe Ghost Tomb has been in turmoil recently, but there has been some turmoil. The monks in the temple believe that the seal of Linhe Ghost Tomb is a little loose, so he asked him to come over to investigate.

Unless the Ghost King is resurrected, it is impossible to attract masters of enlightenment.

"I think I should be a senior. Unfortunately, I can't walk around. There are two donors here. If I leave, there will be ghost cultivators coming to cause trouble for them."

Kooka felt a little uncomfortable, he wanted to see this master of enlightenment.

But when he thought of Ye Ping and Su Changyu beside him, he did not dare to leave, so as not to leave by himself and let those ghost cultivators take advantage of the opportunity.

It was at this moment.

In the white mist, a group of lonely ghosts gathered.

"Why did Lan'er and Yang Wen go there for so long but haven't come back?"

"Yes, it's been half an hour. If you drag it down, once the formation disappears, it will be troublesome."

"Will they be in danger?"

There are about twenty or thirty lonely ghosts in Linhe Ghost Tomb. They are considered a small force. They usually catch some lonely monks and absorb the other party's yang energy.

"Impossible, those two are just qi training monks. Yang Wen and Lan'er are at least magnificent ghost soldiers, which is equivalent to qi training perfection. Unless they provoke the monk, I have not noticed the power of Buddhism."

The man in the lead said this with a very firm tone.

"Sir, will those two people pretend to be pigs and eat tigers? They seem to be in Qi training, but in fact they are foundation-building monks who want to attract us?"

"Otherwise, one of the two Qi training monks, one of them is the second level of Qi training, dares to come to the River Ghost Tomb?"

A resentful soul said this and seemed very curious.

Once these words were said, the other wild ghosts were stunned.

If you think about it carefully, it is really possible.

"It should be impossible. Linhe Ghost Tomb has millions of resentful souls. Maybe he can deceive us, but he can't deceive other evil ghosts. Besides, even if this is true, there is no need to worry."

"I have already broken through to the Ghost Soldier Realm. Even if they are cultivators who build foundations, they can't do anything to me."

"Can they still condense and transform the golden light?"

The leaders of these wild ghosts are very confident. He is a monk in the Ghost Sage Realm, which is equivalent to the foundation-building realm of a monk.

In addition, this place is the Linhe Ghost Tomb, which has a natural bonus for them.

When fighting in the same realm, even if you can't win, you will never die at the hands of the other party, so he is fearless.

Therefore, the ghost cultivators nodded one after another.

Indeed, what if Ye Ping and Su Changyu really pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger?

Could it be that the Golden Pill is equipped with Qi training?

This is basically impossible, and it is impossible for Jindan Zhenren to come to such a place.

It is impossible to really produce the golden light of victory, right?

It is just as the ghost cultivators are thinking.

Suddenly, a sound rang out.

"Here, come!"

As the sound rang out, the resentful souls cheered up one after another.

Sure enough, a familiar figure appeared in the eyes of the ghosts.

For a moment, these resentful souls were all excited.

"Don't move around, let him walk over a little longer, so as not to be ruined by the stinky monk."

"And don't kill him directly. Scare him first, scare him so much that he can't be so ruthless. We'll take better yang energy."

The leaders of the lonely souls spoke, so that the resentful souls would not be excited, and wait for Ye Ping to get closer and take action.

"Boss, don't worry, I will definitely scare him to death."

"Hehehe, I finally came here, we must play slowly."

"Yes, I hope this guy won't be scared to death by us like that last time."

The group of wild ghosts laughed loudly, and they seemed very excited and couldn't wait.

Not far away.

Ye Ping held the flying sword in his hand and looked very depressed.

He was very depressed.

Didn’t this say this is the Linhe Ghost Tomb? Why didn’t I even see a lonely ghost in the grave after almost a stick of incense?

What about ghosts?

Where have you gone?

Are they all dead?

Ye Ping felt very uncomfortable. He finally learned the method of reliance and was thinking about taking some merits, but he didn't expect that he would not even meet a ghost.

This feeling is very uncomfortable, and Ye Ping cannot describe it.

Thinking of this, Ye Ping couldn't help but feel resentment.

But at this moment, suddenly, Ye Ping was stunned.

The Supreme One can save the sutra, not only save the dead souls, but also save the resentment.

I have resentment now, can I save it?

If you save yourself, will you have merit?

If there is merit, then can it be produced and sold by itself?

Thinking of this, Ye Ping couldn't help but pat his head, and a light golden light penetrated into his body from the Tianling Cover.

This is the golden light that can be transformed into.

The next moment, an indescribable feeling appeared.

It seemed as if I had entered the sage mode, all the troubles, pressures, depressions were gone.

The only regret is that the merits are obtained.

But this feeling is very good, and there is a feeling of enlightenment and wisdom, which makes people feel happy.

"Although there is no power of merit, it can allow oneself to enter a state of enlightenment, open up wisdom, and eliminate troubles, which is also good."

Ye Ping evaluated himself.

It has no power of merit, but it can eliminate troubles, which is very good.

However, just as Ye Ping thought about it.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew.

In an instant, some low and hoarse voices sounded.

"I... died... so miserable."

The voice is extremely low and with a wail, it sounds creepy.

Ye Ping was stunned at this moment.

A ball of black fog appeared and turned into evil ghosts, headless ghosts, broken limb ghosts, and some resentful souls, covered with blood, and looked terrible.

The wind was gusts and the wailing sounded. Dozens of resentful souls were climbing on the ground, staring at Ye Ping with resentment.

These resentful souls, seeing Ye Ping who was already "stupid" in the same place, couldn't help laughing in their hearts, feeling that Ye Ping was already scared.

They enjoyed this fear.
To be continued...