Yun Qishen

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Mo Langqin covered his stomach and lay on the ground, coughing. After a brief numbness in his hands and feet, he regained control of his body from the control of the Ghost Beast Banquet.

Gui Shouyan, who was rejected by the body, fell into irritable complaints again. She wanted to touch Mo Langqin's body and get attached to it again, but that body bounced her away again.

"It's like this again! Why are you so repulsive to me? It wasn't like this before! We were so compatible back then!"

Mo Langqin wiped the saliva from his mouth and trembled to his feet. He sat on the ground and had no strength to stand up. He gritted his teeth and felt a cramp in his abdomen. His pale face was now a little blue.

"You ask me! How would I know? All those messed up souls you ate are fighting in my stomach. It hurts so much! Ouch!"

"You can't die anyway, so you just absorb some souls. A little practice can help you improve, and we can get along better. What's wrong with that?"

After hearing Guishouyan's indifferent answer, Mo Langqin was very angry and aggrieved, "I don't have any spiritual roots, so there's nothing I can do to cultivate! If you want to cultivate, do it yourself, don't torture my body!"

"How is it possible that you don't have spiritual roots!" Gui Shouyan originally wanted to touch Mo Langqin to explore his spiritual roots, but he was still bounced away as soon as he touched him.

The impact of the rebound was mainly on the Ghost Beast Banquet side. Although Mo Langqin also had a thrust caused by the impact, due to the influence of the substitute's spell, the pain should have been transmitted to Yun Qishen.

"I just don't have spiritual roots! You've been in my body for so long, didn't you notice it?" Mo Langqin was not talking nonsense, he couldn't use magic without spiritual roots. Although he could use some summoning spells, they were also the mana borrowed from Lingjing Dao, he didn't have any mana at all.

"This..." Gui Shouyan opened his eyes wide and was completely shocked, "Then where are your spiritual roots! Where did your spiritual roots go!"

"I've already told you that I don't have any spiritual roots!"

"Impossible! You have spiritual roots! If you don't have spiritual roots, how can you practice the ghost way!" Gui Shouyan gradually understood, and she suddenly realized, "No wonder your body has rejected me one after another. It seems that it is because of the loss of spiritual roots. I must find a way to let you have spiritual roots again..."

"What else do you want to do! My body... really can't stand this kind of torture!" Mo Langqin felt that the souls that were eaten into his stomach were running around everywhere and couldn't leave his body, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

"Since I can't possess you for a long time to gain power, why not..." Ghost Beast Yan transformed into a woman's body and approached Mo Langqin, "Just like what the red-clothed female ghost said before, you and I will practice together!"

Mo Langqin quickly hugged himself, his face turning purple, "No! I don't want it! I don't want this kind of thing even if you pay me!"

Gui Shouyan yelled at Mo Langqin, "Are you rejecting me? Rejecting me who is engaged to you?!"

"It's not me who is in love with you! I just have this body and this bone in it! I have already done what you asked! I also listened to you and let you depend on my body. It's your own problem that you can't integrate with my body! You can't force me, right!"

Mo Langqin hugged herself tightly, her whole body full of rejection, but Ghost Beast Banquet also had her own way.

"Since this look won't work..." Ghost Beast Feast changed again and turned directly into the mermaid crying. She approached Mo Langqin with the pure face of a mermaid and spoke softly. "Little businessman, please help me." ——

Inside and outside the Fengnan Secret Realm barrier, the spread of poisonous smoke has completely slowed down and has remained within a certain area. In-depth exploration still has certain risks.

Dai Qi and Yun Qiqing, who were searching for traces outside, suddenly saw a monk wearing a black Taoist hat and yellow Taoist robe. The monk was carrying a bulging square cloth bag across his shoulder and holding an ordinary wooden stick in his hand. It was obvious that he was not one of the monks from Fengnan. He was about to explore the depths of the secret realm filled with smoke.

"Fellow Daoist, please stay! The fog ahead is poisonous. It's best not to move forward rashly." Dai Qi stepped forward and reminded him kindly. The cultivator slowly turned his head and looked at Dai Qi and Yun Qiqing and others who followed him.

"Are you from... Jingling Mountain?" The monk stroked his gray goat beard. When he noticed the emblem of the message on Daiqi's waist, he blinked in surprise. "You also came all the way to the secret realm to search for treasures?"

Yun Qiqing stared at the monk and wondered in his heart, this man looked so friendly that he didn't seem to be a monk from Fengnan, and judging from his words and actions, he didn't seem to know the current rumors in Jingling Mountain. Would it be dangerous to care about this person? Or should he ask first?

Yun Qiqing bowed respectfully and asked, "May I know what sect or school you belong to?"

The yellow-robed monk also bowed and saluted. "It's just a small sect that is not worth mentioning. Haha, I am able to meet fellow immortals from Jing Lingshan in my lifetime. I have broadened my horizons. Thank you two Taoist friends for reminding me, otherwise I would really have entered the poisonous fog without any preparation."

Before the monk could continue speaking, a black shadow suddenly rushed out from the purple smoke not far away and headed straight towards Yun Qiqing.

"Yun Qiqing, retreat!" Dai Qi reacted quickly, but Yun Qiqing was obviously a step too slow and missed the chance to dodge. The black shadow rushed out and directly knocked him away and began to bite him. The purple smoke surrounding the black shadow dissipated, revealing a corpse with corroded skin and exposed bones.

The corpse was alive, with the tattered Taoist robes of a monk from a sect in Fengnan hanging on it. It was definitely the monk that was killed by that person before, but how could they move without a soul? And they took the initiative to attack.

"Damn it!" Yun Qiqing didn't have the Xuming Sword at the moment and could only hold down the zombie's head with his bare hands to prevent it from biting him. "What the hell is this thing! How did it jump out of the smoke!"

Dai Qi immediately used a messenger to contact Fu Zhuxiao and asked, "Fu Zhuxiao! Can you hear me?"

【I can hear Uncle Seventh Master. 】

"Yun Qiqing and I were attacked on the periphery. The guy who attacked us was a dead monk from Fengnan. Most of his skin had been eroded and his bones were exposed. Do you have anything to say?"

[Could it be that this fog has the power to control corpses? No, I have never heard that the poisonous fog emitted by the medicine man can control the dead.]

Dai Qi stared at Yun Qiqing and raised his eyebrows. He did not rush to interrupt the message and continued to ask Fu Quxiao, "How are you guys now?"

[Still searching for that person's whereabouts. ]

"It looks like things are getting complicated in this fog. You guys should be careful."

[Understood.] Fu Zhuxiao replied with one last sentence and then the message was disconnected. (End of this chapter)