Chapter 81 You deserve the best
drunkard !
Fang Che had a black streak on his head.
You clearly said no just now.
He kept blowing his beard and staring, trying to cause trouble for my teaching.
Not bad now.
It's actually a ghost in one mouthful.
"But you just said no..." Fang Che felt a little aggrieved.
"Nonsense, how can humans and monsters be the same?"
the old man said angrily, "Aren't you being a fool? Besides, there aren't many monsters. You may not see one in hundreds of thousands of years." "
Uh."
The old man snorted. Said: "Let me tell you this, human beings are the first spiritual beings between heaven and earth, do you understand? The soul and body are integrated into one. When they exist, they are all there, and when they die, there is nothing. The so-called power of the soul, after the death of an advanced cultivator, Maybe there will be a divine body that can be seen for a short time, but it will never exist for a long time." "It's
like a wisp of wind between heaven and earth. After you confine the space, the wisp of wind that blows through the space you confine will naturally be You are imprisoned in it, but is it still wind?"
The old man said: "In this way, do you understand?"
"I understand."
"After a person dies, the soul turns into a kind of power or aura, melting into Between heaven and earth. And there are some soul powers that, when the person dies and there are mass graves or springs with heavy Yin energy nearby, will attach to them in the form of a pure force field, but they will never be conscious."
"And the best nourishment for the souls of these monster beasts is these force fields, or auras."
"Simply put, it means that there are too many dead people or spirit beasts in these places, resulting in strong soul power, or contact with Cave entrances in some forbidden places underground can emit power similar to ghosts, allowing these independent souls to absorb nutrients, exist and grow stronger." "But this situation is too rare. There may not be one in ten thousand years
. It must be a monster, it must reach a certain level, it must die by chance, there is a place like this nearby, and it must escape without any damage, and it must not be a small mass grave that will be absorbed in a few days. "It's..."
"It's something you can meet but cannot ask for!"
Fang Che nodded silently.
Is the Golden Horned Dragon Spirit So Valuable?
This is truly unimaginable in this life.
"But..."
The old man looked a little embarrassed, coughed twice, and said: "The theory that the soul does not exist alone as I told you before is only limited to those below the Lord level... As for the above, sacred level, will it exist? This... I don't know. I personally think there is no such thing, but don't let me mislead you into thinking that it is completely non-existent."
Fang Che's mouth twitched: What you said... "
Because this monster spirit is actually just a legend. Cough, but there are more legends than people... I didn’t expect it to really exist!"
The old man became more and more excited as he talked. He grabbed Fang Che and said, "Where did you find it? Where is it? Take me to see it! This kind of thing is Ghost, what the hell... Who has really seen a ghost after so many years? I'm very interested!" "
..."
Fang Che was a little dizzy and raised his hand: "Teacher, please slow down... I have seen this thing before. Yes, but I can't tell you."
"That's true, I wouldn't tell you if it were me."
The old man understood very well and said, "So you are looking for that kind of skill for this soul?"
"Yes. That kind of technique..."
"No!"
the old man said calmly.
"..."
Fang Che almost vomited blood.
He said it so expertly, but the last sentence was missing.
"It's impossible!"
The old man said, "I can tell you with certainty that it's impossible to exist anywhere in the world." "
Why?"
"Why? You are a warrior and you still have the nerve to ask why? That kind of thing Can a living person create a Kung Fu? That's a bastard! People have died and become ghosts, and you still want someone to write a book for you?" The old man nodded Fang Che's head and said hard: "You are just pretending
here. Is it shit?"
Fang Che murmured: "That legendary ghost cultivator..."
"You still know it's a legend!"
The old man boasted: "Some of the legends are true!"
Fang Che obeyed the training and was modest. Ask: "Then how should this kind of thing improve?"
"No need to do anything, just find a few more mass graves, Tongyouquan and other places, they can grow by themselves."
The old man looked at him with strange eyes and said : "You have been in contact with the soul of this monster beast, and you came here to look for the technique. Have you subdued it?" "
No."
Fang Che said, "If you subdue it, I won't be here." "
I don't think you have that ability either. . This kind of ghost can survive in the place where it grows. If you take it out, it will dissipate under the scorching sun within two days." The
old man curled his lips and said: "Unless you have a divine weapon that can It lives. Every night, let it go out to find a burial place to absorb. Otherwise, there is no chance." "
Hey!"
Fang Che frowned: "Who says it isn't? If I had a divine weapon, I wouldn't have to look for it. Such an illusory skill."
"Hehe."
The old man pondered for a long time and said, "If you are really sure of using it for your own use, I can suggest you go to a place to try your luck." "
Where? The
old man frowned and thought, then said: "Ten pounds per jar, more than twenty years of Iron and Blood Platform, two jars is not too much, right?" "
Not too much, not too much."
The old man hesitated again.
He couldn't decide what to pay attention to for a while, and murmured to himself: "You can find that thing, and that thing is still willing to follow you. This is an opportunity... And this kind of opportunity can only be encountered but not sought. Usually when you encounter this kind of People with good luck are all people with great luck..."
He muttered: "Chance is both an opportunity and a risk. It depends on your luck and whether you can withstand your risks. Is that what you mean?" Fang Che didn't know what he was thinking about and could only wait.
After a long while, the old man said with a heavy heart: "I can tell you, but you have to promise me, don't go if you are not sure. If you want to go, you must do it in a place where everything goes smoothly and everything you wish for comes true." You can only go when you are in a good situation."
"Because at that time, it is the time when your own luck is the strongest, and you can often turn misfortune into good luck and turn adversity into good fortune." The
old man said seriously: "Don't laugh! This is not superstition or absurdity. It's the truth!"
Fang Che: I'm not laughing...
"That place is in the Forest of All Souls. There is a short mountain near the center called the Golden Summit Mountain. It's easy to find. You can see the entire top of the mountain from a distance. It is the color of gold, shining brightly, but becomes unremarkable when you get close to it."
"Divine metals are most abundant near that place."
"Because that mountain, the whole mountain is a magnetic field of heaven and earth. Whenever flying rocks fall from the sky, they basically land there. There are several places like this on the mainland, but the closest one is over there." "
So. Every year, many cloud powerhouses on the weapons list go there to hang out. If you are lucky, you can encounter divine metal." "
But it is very dangerous there. If you are not as powerful as you used to be, you can easily die. So, in a place like that, we Baiyun Martial Arts Academy can only go to Baiyun Martial Arts Academy at a certain time, with the big boss leading a team and gathering experts." "
But every time, I get nothing."
"And I... I just encountered bad luck when I went there... From now on. I can only read in this classics room."
The old man's voice was a little desolate.
Fang Che's heart was shaken.
How serious is it for such a team of masters to encounter misfortune? Although it was such a bad luck, Baiyun Martial Arts Academy had never heard of huge attrition.
Then... someone must have resisted. Who withstood it?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but tremble in my heart.
It seems that this old man was also a famous figure before.
"The place has told you. If you want to go and when to go, please discuss it with your instructor. As for the wine, there is no need to give it to me now. It won't be too late to give it to me when you get back." "You can go." The
old
man There is infinite loneliness on his face, and there are memories in his eyes.
It seems to remind me of the stormy years of those years.
That kind of nostalgia and decadence.
"Let's go, why don't you go?!"
The old man suddenly cursed angrily.
Then he raised his head to drive away, but was shocked to find that Fang Che had disappeared.
Turns out he’s gone!
The old man was immediately furious: "What the hell! Another heartless person!" He
turned around bitterly, staggered to sit on the armchair, and murmured: "He actually disappeared immediately after getting the news. There is no good thing! Sure enough, there is nothing. A good thing!"
He closed his eyes angrily.
Never watch again.
After a long while, someone suddenly pushed the door open and came in. The old man closed his eyes and said angrily: "Who is it? Get out! It's closed today!" But he heard
a familiar voice laughing: "Teacher."
It was the kid just now.
The old man was so angry that he stood up as soon as he opened his eyes, preparing to go crazy.
But at a glance, he saw that Fang Che's two hands were holding a big bag, and inside, there were wine jars.
Ten jars of wine.
"That's all there is in that shop."
Fang Che said, "Teacher, drink first, and then talk after you finish."
The old man forced himself to calm down and said, "I told you to die, why did you buy so much wine?" "
This is My opportunity."
Fang Che put down the wine and said, "Meeting the teacher is also my opportunity. And it may not mean death. Anyway, my cultivation level is low now, so I won't take risks. But since the opportunity exists, everything is just We'll talk about it in the future."
"But now, without any hindrance, I'll treat the teacher to get drunk."
"Teacher, I'll take my leave now, and you should go to bed early."
The old man murmured, "There's too much wine, I only want two jars."
Fang Che bowed and saluted, turned away, walked to the door, and said softly: "In so many years, Baiyun Martial Arts Academy has never heard of the death of a teacher. This is a miracle. Only today did I know that since it is a miracle, there is a miracle creator. . And those creators have borne everything."
"Teacher, you are the one who creates miracles."
"You deserve the best wine in the world."
Fang Che disappeared at the door.
The beaded door curtain fell, making a rustling sound and swinging back and forth.
The old man stood blankly.
Not moving for a long time.
I just feel like my throat is being choked and I can't even cough out.
My heart felt hot.
By the time he came to his senses and wanted to say something, the door curtain had stopped shaking.
He sat down on the chair, stroking the wine jar with one hand, and after a moment he cursed: "You bastard! You deliberately disturbed my mood!" He was cursing, while he was smiling at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were
red.
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[My daughter-in-law had a quarrel with her mother-in-law, and I was very excited; so I secretly criticized her, but was discovered and scolded. Now my mother and I have gone shopping, leaving me alone, and we won’t cook in the morning and evening... So I cleaned the sofa early...] (End of this chapter
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