The strongest ghost is too afraid of death

"But please don't doubt, this is the fastest and only way to increase your physical strength. I am not hiding anything from you, nor am I afraid that you will replace me after you learn the breathing method, I just"

Purgatory looked into the distance and paused for a while.

"...I just hope that you can become stronger as soon as possible. I hope that you can hold strength in your hands, help others, protect others, and even protect yourself."

For some reason, there are only two people in the huge training ground, Purgatory and Qingxiang.

Qing Xiang felt inexplicably that the man in front of him was talking to another unknown person.

The village at night is peaceful and quiet.

The leaves of early autumn rub against each other and rustle, and the passing wind blows through the water waves.

"All right!"

It seems that the depression just now was an illusion, and Purgatory has returned to its full-bodied appearance.

"After sweating profusely, you should take a shower as soon as possible. Being blown by the evening wind is easy to catch a cold and have a stroke!"

...?

The topic changed so quickly?

"Youth Qingxiang, can you stand up?"

He lay paralyzed on the ground for a few minutes, squeezed like a sponge and squeezed out a little bit of strength.

Panting heavily, Qing Xiang waved away the hand that Liang Hell extended to help him, and got up from the ground abruptly with his own perseverance.

Physical contact da baa.

This is a dangerous action that can easily lock the neck and cause suffocation.

After staying for so long, what if Jingzhou is lost due to carelessness in trust.

But in the eyes of people who can't find out Qingxiang's heart and don't know, he is indeed very persevering.

Standing up from the ground with his own determination without support, even though the young man looked pale and wobbled as if he was about to fall to his knees in a second.

The boy who was getting up from the ground, gnashing his teeth, didn't see the slightly dazed expression of the man watching him beside him.

The young man with nowhere to turn seems to be living in Yanzhu's house tonight.

Although Yanzhu is one of the highest-status pillars in the Ghost Slayer Squad, his life safety cannot be guaranteed, but at least he has no worries about money, food and drink.But Purgatory's home looks pretty bland.

The huge house is divided into a living area and an open space for training. The open space is filled with exercise equipment and the ground is rough sand.There are no magnificent decorations in the residential area. There is no rockery landscape that the Japanese like, and there is no elegant and interesting reception room and tea room.

Qing Xiang was lying in a crude wooden bathtub, the water temperature was not high enough to soak.

The house without electricity could not prepare hot water in time, and Qing Xiang refused when Purgatory offered to help him prepare the fire.

It can be regarded as half a teacher, respect the teacher and be more serious.

Purgatory Xing Shoulang, who is a Yanzhu, is as enthusiastic as his name. He is probably one of those righteous and cheerful people who take helping others as their duty.

But it seems that the humans in the Ghost Killing Squad are like this.

Cup Skeleton Blade had heard this kind of swordsman many times from other ghosts in the Winding Assembly.

Abandoning one's own life for the sake of others' lives and wielding a knife.

The tactile feel of the flat quilt is not high-end, but it can smell the sun drying.

Qing Xiang was surrounded by the touch of sunlight for a long time, and closed his eyes uncomfortably.

It's clear that your own life is the top priority.

How silly...

In just three days, people who have just started training cannot grasp the power of self-protection.

But, how should I put it, during this period, even the trainees themselves are hard to realize, some special characteristics that are not usually discovered - such as the perseverance to never give up, the determination to do the best in training, will be extremely obvious revealed before others.

The fourth day of training begins with the annual Pillars meeting.

The pillars gathered from all over the world to Wisteria Mountain will exchange information, listen to the Lord's orders, and accept the next stage of tasks.

Strange rumors appeared in xxx, probably because of evil spirits...

There are traces of ghosts in a place called Natian Spider Mountain. The first-class swordsmen who went to investigate have been damaged, and they need reinforcements from column-level swordsmen...

The xx village in the east of xx turned into a deserted city overnight, and all the villagers were eaten with their thighs, and their deaths were miserable...

……

In such incidents, the news that Yan Zhu had adopted a new stepson was not considered important.

But it is especially conspicuous now, not long after his last stepson tried to cast a ghost because he couldn't bear the too strict training.

"...Mr. Purgatory."

Chongzhu · Butterfly frowned his pretty eyebrows.

It's not that Yan Zhu's previous stepson has not left the team for a long time, so he took in a new stepson so soon.Instead, he was worried about whether his mental state would be able to nurture the next stepson after he was accused of disregarding his stepson's physical limits and being unfit to be a trainer.

This is to be responsible for the new stepson, and also to worry about Yanzhu.

Not only the good name and the special status, but the so-called "stepchildren" are given by Zhu all the way, and they are full of expectations and sincerely expect them to grow up, and they are the "next" who will shoulder the future of the Ghost Slayer Squad.

"I understand your urgent desire to train the next generation of the Ghost Slayer... But, do you need to rest for a while?"

Compared with the butterfly, the words of Wind Pillar Immortal Kawa Miniya are much more straightforward.

"Don't accept it. No matter how tirelessly you teach people, those children don't appreciate it at all. They just want to 'swish' to become pillars like raising carp flags... Heck, what a good thing."

At the end, he sneered.

The 'step-son' has a special status and is the swordsman closest to the 'pillar'.

To become a 'Pillar', you need to kill a stringed ghost or [-] evil ghosts. To become a 'Stepson', you don't need any conditions. Even the lowest-ranked Gui-level swordsman can become a 'Stepson'.

Tempting shortcuts for some.

Lying among the branches, the voice of the bandaged man entangled like a snake was as cold as voicing a letter.

"Pointless."

Lianzhu·Ganlusi Mili looked back and forth, put her fist on her lips, and pursed her lips.

In fact, she thought so too, but she was looking forward to having a stepson who could teach her wholeheartedly.

As soon as the matter of Mr. Purgatory came out, Ganlu Temple was sad and entangled for a long time.

"Wum, thank you for your concern, but it's okay!"

Among the people present, Purgatory's expression was the most relaxed and hearty.

"I believe in Youkang boy! If it is him, he will definitely be able to persevere."

Mizujo Tomioka Yoshiyuki who had been silent by the side spoke lightly.

"You were so sure about adopting a stepson last time."

He didn't intend to refute the belief in purgatory at all, but just recounted the facts in a down-to-earth manner.

Although Tomioka didn't have such original intention, the scene fell silent in unison.

...!

Ganlusi hurriedly looked at Purgatory's expression, and was relieved after seeing the latter's cheerful smile as always, and not recalling any bad past because of this sentence.

She stared at Tomioka angrily again.

Mr. Tomioka, how can you say it so carelessly in this kind of time when everyone wants the past to disappear, really!

Tomioka who was stared blankly: "Why do you look at me like that, I remember correctly."

"..."

Ganlu Temple held his breath.

What broke the silent atmosphere was the spirited Purgatory.

"No, everyone, trust me, it's different this time!"

The smile on his face carried unparalleled confidence, as if he had complete trust in this matter.

"That child has more perseverance than his stepson, not only that, but also has excellent talents in patience, explosive power, strength, especially concealment. Given time, I believe he will become a pillar!"

"Make no mistake, perseverance and patience are not enough."

Not aimed at purgatory, Undead Chuan just dismissed these "stepchildren" who tried to take a shortcut to reach the sky in one step.

"You have to be willing to die for the next life, be with death anytime and anywhere, and bear the belief that human beings expect to kill evil spirits. Does he have it?"

"I believe he has!"

"It's useless for you to believe."

Among the few people present, Die Die, the only one with a stepson, sighed and interrupted the argument that was not considered a dispute between the two.

"Stop arguing, it's meaningless to speculate about things that haven't happened in the future here, and this is in front of the lord."

"!"

"...!"

The two who were still arguing just now knelt down and saluted, pleading guilty to the handsome young man who was watching them with a smile on the side of the corridor.

"Sorry, my lord, I was rude."

"Wum, my lord, forgive me for being rude."

Sitting on the edge of the corridor, the young man's eyelids are slightly drooping and covered by distorted purple marks, but even so, there is a tenderness in his dull eyes. Just looking at it gives people a sense of spring breeze.

No matter how rebellious a person is, he will willingly bow his head in front of him.

For such a gentle and refined young man, his voice is as gentle as it appears on the outside.

"No apologies, my children."

Even though his vision was destroyed, he looked exactly in the direction of the kneeling Purgatory.

"Xing Shoulang, that child named Youkang is currently receiving training from Yan Zhu's stepson here?"

"Return to my lord, that's right."

"In this case, there is nothing to argue about."

The lord, respected by all the swordsmen as his own father, showed a jade-like and warm smile.

"Sitting in front of the bamboo, meditation for three days is not as good as walking for a moment. Since the child is here, instead of arguing with me here, you should go and see with your own eyes what kind of child Xing Shoulang can trust so much. Yes. Okay, Shiya?"

"..."

Undead Chuan clenched his back molars, and bowed his head obediently.

"……Yes."