Mysterious Resurrection of Man Tianqin

Looking at the dim surroundings, Sun Xing's heart sank directly to the bottom of the valley.

There was a strong oppressive atmosphere in this darkness, which made people feel palpitations, even fear. Since he became a ghost master, he rarely felt this kind of feeling again.

As soon as he stood up, he felt a creepy feeling.

This feeling is like encountering an irresistible ghost, a sense of fear is instinctively transmitted from the body, and a feeling of being grabbed by the throat is transmitted.

Just standing up, Sun Xing felt a strong sense of suffocation and oppression.

This feeling can only appear when facing an existence that one cannot contend against, for example, when a child faces an adult, or an ordinary person faces a ghost
Sun Xing was horrified at the moment, what kind of existence could make him feel this way?

He glanced around, and there was a dusty smell all around. After stepping here, it gave people a very unreal feeling, as if entering another world from one world.

Not far behind Sun Xing, two clusters of light red light flickered and gradually passed over, looking extremely strange.

The surrounding stone slabs are covered with a thick layer of lime, which looks like it has not been lived in for a long time.

"Ancient house. What period is this?"

There were traces of cold sweat on Sun Xing's forehead. He knew how dangerous this place was.

If Zhang Dong is still alive, then he still has a ray of life. If Zhang Dong is dead, then he is choked up, and his life will definitely be in a state of hanging by a thread.

Suddenly.

He noticed a grand master's chair not far from him, and there seemed to be a person lying on it.

Looking at the figure on the canopy bed, Sun Xing frowned, and a strong sense of uneasiness began to appear in his heart.

The surroundings were dark, and even Sun Xing couldn't see clearly what the state of the person lying on the grand master's chair was.

"Where is this?"

In the darkness, a childish voice came, Xiong Wenwen opened his eyes wide and said.

"Young man, it's not a good thing that this time has come."

In the darkness, a slightly old voice came, which made people feel disoriented. Just listening to the voice made people feel very depressed, and there was a palpitating breath.

In a daze, Sun Xing even thought that he had returned to the time when he first met Li Gui.

At that time, he was still an ordinary person, and the first time he faced a ghost was definitely the biggest crisis he encountered in his life.

The voice of this person alone makes people feel extremely depressed, as if a Mount Tai is pressing on the chest, making it difficult to turn over.

At the same time, he can be sure that no supernatural power was used in this voice, otherwise, everyone would not have been injured at all.

As the sound slowly sounded, the surrounding darkness dissipated a bit, and the surrounding light was still dim, but not too dark. The figure lying on the grand master's chair suddenly disappeared at some point, and the figure of an old man appeared in everyone's eyes .

The old man was not tall, he could even be said to be very skinny. His skin had long been dull and lost its luster. He looked extremely old, with dense spots of age spots, and he looked much older than Qin Lao.

The appearance of the old man looked like he was about to die, and he looked like he was dying, but his voice was thunderous, which made people feel refreshed.

"Young man, this time is not right, it's not the scheduled time yet."

The old man looked at Sun Xing, although his eyes were cloudy, they seemed to be able to see through people.

"I came here by accident, so I shouldn't be counted as the person who was scheduled."

Sun Xing's heart trembled, the scheduled time, I'm afraid it refers to the time to deliver the letter with Yang Jian?

"Have you seen the youngest Qin? From your body, I can feel his breath."

Suddenly.

The old man stared at Sun Xing and suddenly said.

"I've seen it, Mr. Qin now."

Sun Xing's expression darkened, and he didn't continue talking.

At the last moment of dealing with the starving ghost, Mr. Qin might have run out of fuel, and even if he hadn't reached the last moment, he would definitely not live long, and now he might have died.

After being silent for a while, the old man said slowly, "You are a young man. In this era, what is your strength?"

The old man didn't look at the group of people behind Sun Xing, but only focused on Sun Xing. He really wanted to know what level this young man is in the present age, and what is the strength of this generation of ghost masters.

"My strength. Among the younger generation, there should be no one stronger than me, except for the older generation and those second generations. Among the younger generation, no one can beat me."

Sun Xing is very confident. He had the confidence to control the three ghosts back then, and now his confidence will only be stronger than before.

Unexpectedly, after hearing his words, the old man just shook his head lightly, and a look of worry flashed in his eyes: "Is it the strongest? The strongest in this generation."

The old man didn't continue talking, but Sun Xing clearly saw the worry in the other's cloudy eyes.

"Senior, it hasn't been long since I became a ghost master. I think my current strength, even in the period of the Republic of China, should not be slow."

Sun Xing shook his head. He has only been a ghost master for less than a year now, and this speed is quite terrifying.

He felt that even those old monsters from the Republic of China period could not compare to him, at least in terms of speed.

Unexpectedly, after hearing his words, the old man shook his head slowly, completely denying him.

"No, the lifespan of ghost masters can be long or short. Time is not a very meaningful thing for ghost masters. Some ghost masters only have a few months of life, but they can live in a very short time. Some ghost masters may live longer, but their strength stagnates, and they may never grow."

"It's meaningless to talk about these things. I remember that my old friends during the Republic of China also stagnated in strength very early. In the next few decades, all that remains is the years and experience of fighting against ghosts."

Obviously, there is no obvious relationship between the strength of the ghost master and the lifespan.

This also makes sense to a certain extent. After all, Yang Jian was sealed in gold for 60 years after he merged with the ghost boy, but after breaking the seal, he still became the only god in the world.

It can be said that his strength has reached its peak within a year or two, no matter how much he advances, he is still the strongest.

"Although your speed is very fast, it is still too slow compared to the ghost masters of the same generation, and compared to the growth speed of the ghosts in those supernatural events."

The old man didn't hit Sun Xing, but said very calmly.

"That can't be helped. I have tried my best. This is a supernatural body that I have only harvested after struggling on the verge of death several times."

Sun Xing said lightly, if he hadn't been lucky to control Ghost Cloud this time, he might have died there too.

"The spiritual aura on your body is not obvious, but it feels very mixed. The ghosts you control are different from each other, and they don't seem to complement each other."

The old man stared at Sun Xing, with a gleam in his eyes, as if he had seen through him completely.

Mixed?It is indeed a bit mixed.

His fierce ghosts are now: Vajra ghost, red-eyed ghost, change ghost, and cloud ghost.

Each seems to have nothing to do with the other, and each serves a different or even unrelated role.

This is obviously not the same path as Li Yang's kind of ghost master who opens the door and closes the door to superimpose supernatural powers.

Compared with the older generation in the Republic of China, he took a different path.

"Maybe it's complicated, but I believe my path is correct and can be passed."

Sun Xing said, his belief is very firm.

"Really? Let me see where your confidence comes from."

suddenly.

The old man standing in front of Sun Xing suddenly had a burst of momentum. Standing in front of him with a not tall figure brought overwhelming and overwhelming pressure.

Even the courtyard above Sun Xing's head shook violently at this moment, causing tremors.

"boom!"

Sun Xing waved the iron rod in his hand, and it hit the bluestone slab under his feet in an instant, causing smoke and dust to rise all over the place. The black iron rod helped him to support his body and stabilized his position like a sea needle.

"It's a good weapon. It belongs to that exorcist. I didn't expect it to be in your hands now."

The old man's eyes flickered, and he recognized the object in Sun Xing's hand.

"That guy is also very strong, and the weapons left behind are naturally extraordinary. You have to take good care of this thing."

"Is it very strong? I heard that he died very early."

Sun Xing was a little puzzled, how could such a strong man die decades earlier than Qi Lao and others?

"There is no conflict between the two. Those who live a long time are not necessarily strong. Similarly, those who die early are not necessarily weak. This is the supernatural circle, and everything is possible. Don't use inertial thinking to think about these things."

The old man continued to speak.

"With this weapon, I can deal with some little devils, but this thing is not powerful enough. It is quite convenient to use, but there are still some things missing."

The old man's words made Sun Xing a little speechless. With the iron rod in his hand, he couldn't think of any disadvantages except for the price of using it. In his eyes, the power was even more powerful.

Unexpectedly, the old man thought it was not powerful enough.

When the iron rod is thrown out, it can be suppressed almost without thinking, knocking away ghosts like coffin nails, and it also ignores the distance limit. This is undoubtedly much better than coffin nails that must be directly approached to be suppressed. They're all one-of-a-kind babies.

Otherwise, Zhou Deng wouldn't have wanted to buy his iron rod as soon as they met.

"This weapon is placed outside, no, no matter where it is placed, it is a top-notch existence, not to mention that you also said that it is a product of the previous world, how can its power be considered small?"

Sun Xing said.

"It's really small. At least I think that among the ghosts, there are no less than ten that can resist, immunize or evade this kind of suppression."

Zhang Dongdao.

This is not a big number, ten, he is already very old now, and he has seen too many ghosts, and he has been dealing with ghosts all his life, it is hard to imagine that this old man How many ghosts have you seen?

But no matter how you look at it, it is definitely a terrifying number.

"My strength comes from more than these. I believe you should be familiar with the ghost fire, right?"

Chi Chi!

Suddenly, the surrounding darkness was dispelled, and a group of golden flames appeared in front of Sun Xing. The scorching high temperature roasted the surrounding people, and the pain like needle pricks began to sweep over everyone again, making them extremely uncomfortable.

Jin Yan attacked indiscriminately, even Sun Xing was suffering, let alone them.

"This will-o'-the-wisp is indeed good, no, this power has already broken away from the level of the will-o'-the-wisp, and it was rare even in my time. You actually controlled this thing?"

Zhang Dong stared at the flame, showing interest.

This will-o'-the-wisp really brought him a different feeling.

At least in terms of flame alone, no one can surpass him.

"However, it's not complete enough, and you haven't really controlled the will-o'-the-wisp. It's just a supernatural phenomenon brought about by you being entangled by a ghost. What you get in exchange for your life is indeed more terrifying."

Zhang Dong stared at the golden armor on Sun Xing's body, and understood it in an instant.

"An old friend of mine once left a stove in one place, and the flames in it were no worse than yours. If you can use that fire to suppress this golden flame, maybe you can not only make the supernatural power go even further. It can also solve the problem of being corrupted by ghosts."

"The stove in the Caesars Hotel? That's really urgent."

Sun Xing remembered, didn't the hotel where Li Qingzhi was staying have a stove?

If he can fuse the red pupil, the golden flame and the furnace fire, the combination of the three may be so powerful that the world can hardly imagine.

"But it's not easy. Playing with fire and self-immolation is a common thing. If you want to do it, you are playing with ghosts and self-immolation. This is much more dangerous. Just the combination of two kinds of will-o'-the-wisps killed many people in our generation." Life."

Zhang Dong seemed to have seen Sun Xing's thoughts, and continued to speak.

He will not interfere with the juniors' choices.

"But these are not enough, far from enough. For this era, he no longer needs the existence of a paper painter. If the one and only one cannot appear, everything will be empty."

Zhang Dong frowned, then spoke slowly.

"You haven't seen my true strength yet. These are just foreign objects, just the tip of the iceberg."

Sun Xingdao.

Contrary to what the old man thought, he didn't rely on the will-o'-the-wisp very much, and the will-o'-the-wisp didn't spit out among his fierce ghosts.

"Oh? You are very confident."

Zhang Dong looked at Sun Xing thoughtfully.

"Let me see your strength and show your true ability."

Zhang Dong straightened up slowly, although there was already a faint rancid smell coming from his body, but this did not affect his actions. He is an extremely powerful ghost master. These are not difficult.

"I'll have to try it."

A strange look appeared on Sun Xing's face.

Then, in Zhang Dong's eyes, Sun Xing's appearance gradually became older, age spots gradually appeared on his body, and a not too tall figure appeared opposite Zhang Dong, and he was still gradually improving.

The old man was dressed in a long gown, his skin was loose, and he looked like he was dying.

On the other side, Zhang Dong's original expressionless face finally changed, and a shock appeared in his eyes.

"Senior, let's get to know each other again." (End of this chapter)