Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 96: Ghost Language. (Second update!)

Upon hearing this, Nian Nu was obviously stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted and immediately rushed towards the bodies of the two monks.

Whizzing……

In just a blink of an eye, Nian Nu had taken off all the storage bags and soul-nourishing bags from the two corpses, and then quickly returned to Zheng Que.

Watching this scene, the monk wearing a bamboo hat was suddenly a little surprised. From his perspective, Zheng Que didn't use any magic to enslave his ghost servant. Instead, he directly gave orders to his ghost servant with words. After that, the ghost servant uttered a series of strange syllables and immediately acted according to Zheng Que's orders...

Throughout the whole process, this seemingly inconspicuous casual cultivator seemed to have some powerful trump card, and he was not worried at all that his ghost servant might suddenly retaliate!
It seems that the opportunities in Shujiabao will be very interesting in the future!
At this time, Zheng Que took the two storage bags and the soul-nourishing bag from Nian Nu and was about to count the harvest when the monk wearing the bamboo hat suddenly spoke up, "Fellow Daoist, my name is Xiao Yiyang. May I ask your name?"

Zheng Que turned around and glanced at the monk wearing a bamboo hat, and immediately said, "I am Li Lian'an."

"I see that what you're practicing doesn't seem to be the way of 'controlling ghosts' or 'raising corpses'. I wonder who your master is?"

Xiao Yiyang smiled and did not answer the question. Instead, he clapped his hands and praised: "Wonderful! Wonderful!"

"I see that Fellow Daoist Li seems to be proficient in ghost language, and Fellow Daoist Li's ghost servant understands human language."

"I wonder if Fellow Daoist Li could tell me what your ghost servant just said?"

Ghost language?

Zheng Que was slightly stunned. Xiao Yiyang didn't understand what Nian Nu had just said?
While the two were talking, Fei Yuanhui and the female cultivator who was practicing the "corpse-raising" method were obviously about to collapse!
bang bang bang bang...

The female cultivator in the goose yellow shirt was fighting against a ghost servant at the fourth level of the [Tongue-Pulling Prison] while controlling the corpse puppet. The spiritual power in her body was consumed rapidly. In just a short moment, her attack speed dropped rapidly.

puff!
The next moment, one of them was unable to dodge and was immediately scratched on the left shoulder by the muscular ghost servant's claws, leaving several wounds so deep that the bone could be seen. Blood immediately flowed and instantly dyed her skirt red.

The female cultivator in the goose yellow shirt wanted to continue to fight back, but the rapid blood loss made her breath disordered and her movements slowed down involuntarily.

The corpse puppet he was controlling was immediately affected and its movements froze.

The water ghost who was fighting with the corpse puppet did not hesitate at all. He opened his mouth and shot out a water arrow, which went straight to the corpse puppet's head. At the same time, he swung his arms and hit the corpse puppet's chest hard. In an instant, the corpse puppet was knocked away and also pounced towards the female cultivator in goose yellow shirt.

Fei Yuanhui's cultivation level is relatively high, but he is not in much better condition at the moment.

He had just been ambushed by his own ghost servant and was injured. He did not dare to summon his other ghost servants at this moment. After more than ten consecutive moves, his clothes were tattered and his body was covered with bruises. The wounds were attached with strands of Yin Qi, which continued to erode his body.

Fei Yuanhui felt his body temperature dropping rapidly, his body becoming heavier and heavier, and the negative energy accumulated in his body was ready to move, and he might collapse at any time.

"quick!"

"Come and help me!"

"Fifty Spiritual Stones!"

Fei Yuanhui bit his tongue hard, forcing himself to stay awake, and shouted anxiously.

Hearing this, Zheng Que came back to his senses and immediately stopped paying attention to Xiao Yiyang. He said to Nian Nu, "Nian Nu, go and help."

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Shujiabao.

The corridor leading to the ghost cellar.

Nine monks walked in a line, and the figures of ghost servants and corpse puppets in the team were looming, gathering a surge of yin energy.

Li Lian, mingling with the crowd, moved cautiously through the corridor, the Woodcutter Ghost following beside him. No one spoke. In the silence, he constantly observed his surroundings, wary of possible danger.

The Jia brothers and sisters just said that the last time they entered Shujiabao, they came to this ghost cellar.

Therefore, compared with other places, the possibility of hiding magical weapons in this ghost cellar is the smallest.

However, this is also the safest place in Shujiabao now!
After all, the "evil spirit" of the seventh level of the [Tongue-Pulling Prison] that was supposed to be in the ghost cellar had been led out by the Jia brothers and sisters.

Just as I was thinking this, a bronze door appeared in front of me.

This door looked very heavy. At this moment, a gap was opened, and a light green fire was visible from behind the door. It seemed that the last time the Jia brothers and sisters came, they did not have time to close the door, so it has been open until now.

Wu Rushou stopped outside the door for a moment, observed carefully for a moment, and then signaled the ghost servant to go forward and push the door open.

The door opened silently, revealing the scene inside.

This is a space converted from a natural cave. A slight breeze blows out from the cracks in the rocks, making the whole space chilly.

There were a few emerald green lights inlaid on the walls of the cave. The light was very dim, making the surroundings blurry and only the rough outlines could be seen.

In the dense green, a large number of intricate runes were painted on the stone wall with cinnabar mixed with some kind of sweet and fishy juice. Against the wall, there were pillars of five colors interlaced, like a ban to seal and suppress, which looked particularly weird under the dim green firelight.

Pottery jars of different sizes are placed on the platforms carved into different heights according to the terrain.

These pottery jars varied in form, the vast majority being plain and unadorned, though a few featured simple floral and weapon designs. Their colors were plain, mostly bluish-black, but they all exuded a thick, yin energy. Some were sealed with talisman paper and had lids, while others were left open, their lids missing.

[Yin dish]!
Seeing these pottery jars, everyone was excited.

This is a container specifically used to store ghost servants.

Those clay pots sealed with talisman paper and covered with lids obviously still have ghost servants sealed inside; and those empty clay pots can also be used as ordinary talisman tools.

Thinking of this, all the monks showed joy on their faces.

They still don’t know where the magic weapon that the Jia brothers and sisters mentioned is, but these [Yin dishes] are right before their eyes, and they are of real benefit!

Many independent cultivators, including Li Lian, were about to rush forward.

But at this moment, Wu Rushou sneered and shouted in a deep voice: "Wait!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his aura exploded, and a cold murderous intent swept through the crowd.

The other cultivators at the fourth level of Qi training stopped immediately, and their extremely excited emotions were instantly poured with a bucket of cold water.

They stared at Wu Rushou warily. A skinny monk frowned and asked, "Friend Wu, what do you mean?"

"With so many [Yin Yuan], are you planning to take them all by yourself, leaving me and the others no soup?"

Wu Rushou glanced at him sideways, grinned, and said, "Since everyone wants soup, then I'll give you some!"

"You may take any of the empty [Yin Dish]."

"All the [Yin Dish] sealed with talisman paper belong to me alone."

"Whoever moves will die!"

(End of this chapter)