Immortal cultivation starts with copying.

But sometimes, even if he doesn't cause trouble, trouble will find him. This is fate...!

Chen Yunhao just observed quietly through the window and didn't say anything.

If the ghosts in the sky absorbed the yang energy of mortals and left on their own, he would naturally pretend that nothing had happened.

But just in time, the ghost in the sky floated over his head.

You should know that cultivators have the most yang energy. The yang energy of hundreds or thousands of mortals cannot match the yang energy of one person in the foundation-building stage.

So although Chen Yunhao did not make any movements, the yang energy he exuded was as dazzling as the sun in the daytime sky.

At least in the ghost's perception and the eyes of the ghost cultivators behind the ghost, Chen Yunhao is no less than a ten-fold tonic pill.

Ghosts may be irresistible to ordinary mortals, but for a cultivator like Chen Yunhao who has already established his foundation, they can be destroyed with ease.

Ghosts were not created for combat, so they have no combat power at all.

When six or seven ghosts floated above Chen Yunhao, Chen Yunhao knew that the ghost monks hiding in the dark were going to force him to take action.

Chen Yunhao was not afraid at all, because he guessed that the ghost cultivator hiding in the dark was not very powerful.

If one is powerful enough, who would want to absorb the Yang energy of mortals?

Wouldn't it be better to find a place where monks gather to absorb it? And the effect will be better!

I guess he saw that I was alone and felt that I was easy to bully!

Chen Yunhao opened the window and jumped into the sky.

After building the foundation, cultivators can fly in their physical bodies, but the speed is slower. They can also fly with swords, but it consumes more true energy than a special flying boat.

The town was not big to begin with, and in just three or two breaths, Chen Yunhao flew out of the town.

“Come out…”

Chen Yunhao looked at the ghosts chasing after him, wanting to get closer but not daring to.

These ghosts are nothing to be afraid of. As long as you kill the controllers behind them, these things can be destroyed with a wave of your hand.

I saw a ghost monk flying out from behind a small hill not far away at a low altitude.

He was as thin as a bamboo pole, his face was pale, and his movements seemed extremely unnatural and stiff, but he was also in the early stage of foundation building.

"You provoked me first, so let me be a good person for once..."

Without waiting for the other party to react, Chen Yunhao's Fire Crow Sword had already come out first.

Because Chen Yunhao had heard from others a long time ago that the ghost way of martial arts was rather strange and different from other martial arts and spells, so he tried not to give the ghost way practitioners the opportunity to gain the upper hand.

Especially the Fire Crow Sword, which is a magic weapon with fire attribute, which can just restrain the ghost cultivator with yin attribute.

Of course, Chen Yunhao also took two or three pictures of high-quality Vajra Talismans for himself.

This was the first time Chen Yunhao used the Fire Crow Sword after establishing his foundation.

It is indeed incomparable to the previous Qi Refining Stage. Now it is faster, more powerful, and easier to control.

The two were not far apart, a distance of three or five feet, which was really just a blink of an eye for a flying sword.

But the ghost cultivator on the opposite side also reacted extremely quickly, and spit out a magic weapon from his mouth.

This was a white bone shield that expanded almost instantly with the wind, reaching half a person's height.

After a crisp sound of metal collision, the ghost cultivator on the opposite side retreated three or four steps, and the Fire Crow Sword was also bounced several feet away.

Chen Yunhao pointed with two fingers, and the Fire Crow Sword turned an arc in the air and transformed into the shape of a fire crow.

The fire crow flapped its wings violently a few times, and balls of flame as big as buckets fell from the sky.

The ghost cultivator opposite slapped the storage bag at his waist, took out a magical weapon that looked like a wine jug, then muttered something and opened the bottle cap.

A cloud of black mist quickly floated out of the pot.

The fog was as thick as ink, rolling in the air like a piece of cloth spreading out, catching all the falling flames.

There was only a crackling sound, and several huge flames were extinguished, but the black fog also became less.

As the saying goes, the quick hand defeats the slow hand. The opponent is also a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage. Chen Yunhao never expects to defeat him with just two moves.

So after the first attack failed to work, Chen Yunhao threw out three high-quality fire talismans.

But secretly, he had already quietly stabbed out with the hidden spear along with the talisman.

Chen Yunhao never considered himself a gentleman. As long as he could win, he would accept any sneak attacks or plots.

Besides, it was the other party who provoked him, not him who caused the trouble, so there was nothing to say.

But it didn't work this time, the fire talisman was blocked by the thick black fog.

The hidden thorn that flew out secretly was also blocked by the bone shield.

Through these two encounters, Chen Yunhao discovered that the ghost cultivator on the opposite side had rich combat experience.

Although he had the upper hand, his opponent was not in a hurry and even had some strength to spare.

The ghost cultivator was seen making hand gestures with his hands, and the dark ghost fog in the air transformed into the shape of a ghost face.

A particularly creepy ghost howl came from the ghost face, and then it pounced straight towards him.

Is this ghost fog a spell or a magical weapon? Chen Yunhao couldn't figure it out.

But through the two fights just now, he knew that the fire still had some effect, at least it could consume some of the ghost fog.

Chen Yunhao tapped his feet lightly and retreated more than ten feet. He waved his hands continuously, and more than twenty medium-quality talismans flew all over the sky.

He still had quite a few mid-grade talismans in his hands, and he had to use them up eventually.

With his current level of cultivation, the power of a mid-grade talisman is indeed not enough.

However, if the number of mid-grade talismans increases, the power cannot be underestimated.

More than twenty fire talismans exploded in the air, turning into flames all over the sky, instantly surrounding the ghost face.

After the flames dissipated, the ghost's face shrank by more than half.

I saw the ghost cultivator in the distance pinching his hands together, a look of regret revealed on his face, and his ghost face turned into ghost mist, and suddenly retreated back into the pot.

At this time, it was clear how lacking Chen Yunhao's fighting skills were.

There are two or three spells that he is proficient in, but they were all learned in the sect and are very common spells.

It's a thankless task to use it in this situation, and it's embarrassing to take it out.

As for the magic weapons, they are two flying swords, one bright and one dark. After this battle with the cultivator in the foundation-building stage, I feel that the power of these magic weapons is a bit insufficient.

Fortunately, he has a lot of talismans in his hands, which is his advantage and can make up for his shortcomings.

However, the distance between the two was a bit far at the moment. In order to make the talisman exert better power, Chen Yunhao slipped his feet and took the initiative to move forward a little further.

He already had four high-quality talismans upside down in his hand, and before he could activate them, the ghost cultivator had already started to counterattack.

The ghost cultivator took out a bone stick as long as an arm, muttered something, and threw it towards Chen Yunhao.