The little apprentice sister is so fierce. She live broadcasted digging holes and setting up graves

Pixiu had a thousand questions, but seeing that Shen He had already started to take action, he could only hold them in.

Shen He did not try to break the formation directly, as she was not good at this.

Therefore, Shen He directly stimulated the trapped evil spirits.

When the ghost is destroyed, the formation will naturally close by itself. This is the peculiarity of the formation that imprisons ghosts.

Even if you guess wrong, it doesn’t matter, there is still the Pixiu that can break the formation.

"Hehehe! I've been sleeping here for ten thousand years, and finally I see a living person."

The eerie voice, rang out in the space isolated by the formation, and was particularly creepy.

"It is your honor to meet this fairy. Come out and greet me!"

Shen He put her hands behind her back and said with a smile, "Remember to give a meeting gift! You can't be a ghost for so long that you don't even know the most basic etiquette. That would be embarrassing for the ghost cultivators."

Pixiu: Now that this suicidal little girl is dead, I have to take back the things I gave away, and I can’t let outsiders get the benefit.

Lao Gui: I have never left for thousands of years. Are humans so arrogant nowadays?

"You are just a yellow-haired girl, you are not worthy of my personal attack, prepare to die!"

The old ghost shouted loudly, and suddenly a cold wind blew up. Several ghosts floated towards Shen He with the power to attack.

Pixiu: As expected, I shouldn’t have such high expectations on a little brat.

"Fuck! You are all practicing ghosts, bullying a little girl like me, you have no martial ethics!"

Shen He threw the talisman paper out like a fairy scattering flowers. When she heard the sizzling sound, she knew that the talisman paper was useful against the ghosts in this world.

But Shen He is the best at living, and no matter how useful the talisman paper is, he is reluctant to use it without limit.

"Grandfather, a ghost is bullying your disciple, come and help!"

Shen He formed a seal with one hand and pointed to his brow with the other, releasing the purple gold coffin.

If Lao Gui can shake the ghost, then so can she, Shen He.

"Father, mother, and fellow elders, those before us are all ghost cultivators. Although they are possessed ghosts, they have cultivation techniques. Do you want to watch the battle?"

While Shen He was dodging the attacks of evil spirits, he was also setting up a formation to ensure his own safety.

The Xuantian Sect ancestor who was called out by Shen He to assist: ...

This little girl really understands double standards!

"Little girl, let us fight them."

The female cultivator looked at Shen He lovingly. The talisman paper drawn by this girl was really amazing. She was worthy of being the hope of Xuantian Sect.

"Thank you, Old Ancestor. I won't be shy then."

Shen He jumped onto the purple gold coffin, took a spiritual fruit with a smile and started to eat it.

This is for her to observe.

Shen He understood.

This opportunity is rare, and she doesn't need any reminder. She can't miss the free teaching!

"Xiao He, are these... your sect's ancestors?"

The beautiful woman floated to Shen He's side and took the center position to observe.

"OK!"

Shen He nodded and replied with a double-minded attitude, "There are many strange people in my sect. My ninth senior brother, who I have never met, is a wine cultivator. Because he had never seen me before, he thought I was an outsider who had intruded, so he threw a lot of explosive talismans at me."

Shen He spoke calmly, but the ancestors felt like vomiting blood after hearing it.

He couldn't even rest in peace after being blown to death by his own disciple, so who else could be at peace?

The corner of Cheap Dad's mouth twitched, and he asked, "So, your Ninth Senior Brother drank too much, and it didn't piss you off, but it pissed off the sect's ancestor?"

The beauty's mother looked at Shen He and saw that she was not injured, so she didn't ask any more questions.

But he is my daughter’s ninth senior brother, right?

She remembered that there would be a chance to settle the score sooner or later.

Jiuqu, who was still buried in the grave, was thinking about how to escape when he was held against. In fact, it was a bit unfair.

"Dad, you've revealed the truth. Ninth Senior Brother..."

Shen He paused while biting the spiritual fruit and asked guiltily, "Dad, if a cultivator goes without food or water, buried in the earth, they should be able to survive for quite a while, right?"

Half a month has passed since I left Xuantian Sect. I wonder if Senior Brother Nine is doing well?

"...Can you breathe?"

Cheap dad asked hesitantly.

"Hmmmm, the head is outside."

Shen He nodded hurriedly.

Although the Xuantian Sect members were all cannon fodder, they could not change the outcome of death, and it was not her responsibility to decide the cause and effect!

Having lived for so many lifetimes, Shen He has never been contaminated by karma.

Because she was reluctant to use her merits to offset the merits. Why should she waste the merits she earned through her own ability on others?

"That should be... no problem..." right?

Cheap Dad didn't dare to say too much, after all, he didn't understand the other party's cultivation level.

And there are so many external factors. If someone dies, wouldn't it seem that what he says as a father is unreliable?

"Those who practice cultivation don't attach much importance to fasting, especially when they are in seclusion. It is normal to not eat for several months."

The beautiful mother rubbed Shen He's head, but she was a soul and couldn't even press down Shen He's alopecia.

"Xiao He is still young, so don't worry about these things. Eat more spiritual fruits and the like, which are good for your body. Only when you have a good foundation can you practice better."

The beautiful mother spoke to Shen He gently, worried that the little girl would feel embarrassed to eat.

There is no fun in being a human being. What is the point of cultivating immortality and fighting against heaven for life?

Besides, the little girl has suffered so much in the past few years, it’s time for her to live a good life, there’s no need to restrict her.

Although the three members of the family are different as humans and ghosts, they get along harmoniously and warmly.

Although the ancestors of Xuantian Sect were all residual souls, their souls had become more solid after living in the purple gold coffin for so long.

Although there is still some gap compared to his heyday when he was alive, it is more than enough to deal with the younger brothers supported by the old ghost.

"Old Ancestor, please leave a ghost behind!"

Seeing that his master was about to kill him, Shen He quickly threw away the fruit core and jumped down from the purple gold coffin.

"My dear ancestors, this is my friend. His food is the residual soul. So, can you please be kind?"

Shen He asked politely, and his small figure had already rushed out, quickly grabbed the remaining soul and threw it at the little ghost.

"Jiume, eat quickly! There are so many residual souls here, we have to eat faster so that we can fight the Ghost King later."

Shen He looked at her little ghost lovingly. The name "Chumi" came from an unknown life in which she had a voice that could be heard whenever she turned on any electronic device.

Soft and cute, the perfect partner for her.

The little ghost rubbed Shen He's shoulder, then immediately grabbed the remaining soul and started eating it.

It looked like he was eating a hand-torn bun. Shen He felt hungry after seeing it. He quickly took out a spiritual fruit and continued to chew it, not noticing the complicated looks from those ghosts in this space.

In front of these souls, Shen He, you can just raise a ghost, after all, your attitude is friendly.

But letting ghosts eat ghosts, is this a warning to them?

"Are you all hungry too, Master?"

Shen He blinked his big, adorable eyes and said with some reluctance, "As a junior, I shouldn't compete with you seniors! But..."

Shen He raised his hand and scratched his alopecia, saying seriously, "Eating ghosts can replenish your form, making your form more solid, but it will also cut off your reincarnation path, and you won't be able to cultivate a physical body again!"

In order to prove that what he said was true, Shen He nodded vigorously.

If Shen He hadn't reached out from time to time and quietly grabbed the remaining soul, looking like he was protecting his food, the ghosts would definitely not have had the slightest suspicion.