Start as a Temple Spirit

I don’t know how much time passed, the ecstatic singing gradually stopped, and the starlight faded away.

The soldiers and civilians also slowly came back to their senses. What came into their eyes was the floating light silver mist reflected in the firelight and the silent night sky.

"Hey, aren't we guarding the village? By the way, where is Guiyun?" a villager asked in confusion.

"Yes, where is Gui Yun? And why do I have a dry mouth and my legs are numb?" This is the aftereffect of chanting for a long time and standing still for a long time.

"Keep your voices down, don't you see someone practicing?" This is the person who can wake up quickly, be alert to the surroundings, and respond effectively.

"Yes, yes, yes. Everyone be quiet and remain alert." This is the doctrine of the mean.

Such discussions could be heard one after another on the village walls and rock walls.

"It turns out that the soup can only warm the body, it won't fill you up." Yang Chao stood up with a feeling of unsatisfied feeling, muttering to himself.

This was true for him, and so was the old patriarch.

Soon, the two met together and after discussing for a while, they decided to let the villagers go back to rest first, while the militiamen stayed behind to stand guard.

When the soldiers and civilians learned that the army of ghosts had gone away, they were extremely happy. If they hadn't taken into consideration that some people were practicing, they would have wanted to shout out loud to vent their inner relief.

Fortunately, Forgotten Township escaped the disaster.

When the old patriarch and Yang Chao notified the villagers to withdraw their defenses and return to the village gate to reunite, they saw Shang Liangshan and Heizi muttering something in front of the tea table.

Yang Chao walked to the tea table and looked at Shang Liangshan as if he were a monster.

"What's wrong?" Shang Liangshan asked in confusion when he saw Yang Chao looking at him like that.

"It's okay. He just envies you for absorbing the power of the stars." The old patriarch walked to the table and said happily.

Shang Liangshan heard this and asked in surprise, "You and Brother Chao didn't absorb the power of the stars?"

"Ga ga" Heizi also asked curiously. It has absorbed a lot of star power, and its dark and agile body is the best proof of it.

"You guys are eating the meat, while the clan leader and I are drinking the soup. It's too late for us to take action." Yang Chao said depressedly.

“Oh…” Shang Liangshan understood.

"Ga ga" Heizi laughed strangely when he heard that. Before Yang Chao could get angry, he soared into the sky and ran away for inspection.

Yang Chao glanced at Heizi who was running away with hatred, and suddenly thought of something. He slapped his forehead and looked at Shang Liangshan, asking the question in his mind: "Liangshan, have you ever been to school?"

Shang Liangshan almost blurted out: Who hasn't read books?

Fortunately, he braked suddenly and drifted back to ask: "Why do you ask this question, Brother Chao?"

"Because of your Confucian cultivation, you have jumped three levels higher."

"A Confucian cultivator?" Shang Liangshan muttered, thinking of the obsession of the resentful ghost of the boy, and also thinking of the changes in his sea of ​​consciousness.

He said half-truthfully, "I absorbed the obsession of the vengeful ghost. He was a student in his lifetime."

"Is this possible?" Yang Chao couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard that.

"Ahem." The old patriarch who was drinking tea was also choked by these words.

It is true that this method of entering into Confucian cultivation is somewhat evil and unreasonable.

"In that case, if you absorb other spiritual obsessions, you may also be able to enter this path?" Yang Chao asked with a creative mind.

"How is that possible? This time I am only blessed by the Great Elder and others, and I dare not absorb obsessions again." Shang Liangshan shook his head.

"That's right." Yang Chao nodded, feeling a little more balanced. It turned out that the evildoers also had their limits.

"Haha, they're all here." A hearty voice rang out.

Shang Liangshan and the other two looked in the direction of the sound, and saw the remaining fire dragon striding forward with a fierce and vigorous look and a flushed face, and they had some guesses in their minds.

"Congratulations to the Fifth Elder for his breakthrough..." Yang Chao stopped talking and sensed the aura of Yihuo.

"Hehe, it's the advanced level of Naling Realm." Yihuo laughed.

"Double jump!" Yang Chao suddenly felt envious and jealous.

"I was about to break through to the intermediate Naling realm a few days ago." Yihuo told the truth. It was not so easy to make a double jump.

"Just be content. Opportunities like tonight's are hard to come by, and you all got to eat the meat, while the old man and Xiao Chao only got to drink the soup." The old man said unhappily.

"Yes, yes, yes, what the clan leader said, I'll go get some wine and food to celebrate." Yihuo's wine craving was stirring, and his pace quickened.

"Prepare more." shouted the old patriarch.

"Got it." Yihuo responded happily.

"Old Patriarch, I need to go back and reflect on this, so I'll go back to the Taoist temple first." Shang Liangshan stood up and said.

"Go, have a good rest and meditate. No ghost will dare to attack tonight." The old patriarch nodded.

"Yeah." Shang Liangshan nodded, gave Yang Chao a look that meant he was leaving, then turned into a faint light and shot towards the Forgotten Temple.

"How did it change from purple light to dim light, and the speed is too fast." Yang Chao murmured as he watched the dim light that cut through the night sky and whizzed away.

"When lightning is restrained, it is just a faint light." The old patriarch said disapprovingly.

"It seems so." Yang Chao didn't dwell on it and started drinking tea.

Before long, more and more people came to drink tea, and their cultivation level improved greatly.

Elders like Yi Jin have made two breakthroughs in succession.

The leopard, bear, wolf and snake barely advanced one level and all reached the intermediate level of Naling Realm.

The only five people still practicing are Master Yifeng and his disciples.

But Liangshan didn't know all this.

At this moment, he was sitting on the top of the white palace, looking at the clouds in the sky that were emitting silver light, feeling the abundant star power and spiritual energy in the dojo, and his mood was very good.

But when he thought of the incense sticks of thousands of families that were swallowed up by the phantom thunderclouds, and the lights of thousands of families that he left behind as fire, which inexplicably turned into fireballs burning with faint purple and dark flames, he became stunned.

What the hell is going on here?

The incense sticks from thousands of families on the spirit body were completely absorbed into the phantom thundercloud after being swallowed by it, and must have been gone.

As for the lights in thousands of homes, they should be something that can be cultivated.

Thinking of this, he felt much less depressed.

The incense of thousands of families can be devoured and integrated into his spiritual body, but the lights of thousands of families cannot be lost, because these are the fire seeds of his spiritual guard.

But then again, what will become of the phantom thundercloud that swallowed up the incense of the Ziyun family?

As Shang Liangshan's mind moved, an illusory light appeared out of nowhere.

The faint light spread out in the air like a dream and transformed into an illusory thundercloud.

"Zizi" the illusory dark purple lightning flashed continuously in the illusory thunderclouds, containing the evil and domineering power of thunder.

"Still six meters." Shang Liangshan muttered as he looked at the phantom thundercloud.

His mind moved again, and phantom thunderclouds flew high, and dark purple lightning suddenly gathered.

The next second, a dark purple lightning as thick as an arm silently struck down into the air.

There was no earth-shaking roar, only a "hissing" sound, and the dark purple lightning split a tiny crack in the void.

"Hiss" Shang Liangshan couldn't help but gasp when he saw this.

This attack power must have reached at least the sixth level.