Uncle Jiu refuses to accept disciples, I realize the practice method by myself

Chapter 7 Xishan Ghost General, Death in vain

"Behind her... there are more powerful ghosts!"

Zhao Ying thought for a while and said: "I heard that she is raising the coffin for the ghost general Xishan, so it must be the method of that ghost general."

"Ghost General of Xishan!" Uncle Jiu's face changed abruptly.

Seeing this situation, Zhao Ying couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, even Jiu Shu's expression changed. Could it be that the ghost general of Xishan is also deeply afraid of him?
"I'm afraid you've got yourself in a big trouble."

Uncle Jiu stared straight at Zhao Ying, and said in a deep voice, "The Ghost General of Xishan is a vicious ghost who cut off his bones and let him out of the yin house. The ghost body is like a living creature, and it is no longer controlled by the bones. Even if it is me, there is no absolute You can deal with him with certainty."

Zhao Ying's heart skipped a beat: "Dare to ask Uncle Jiu... what are evil spirits and ghosts?"

Uncle Jiu said with his hands behind his back: "The ghosts of the deceased will not disperse. Over time, they can collect Yin and come out of their shells, changing their shape. Then they will turn into wandering spirits, calendar ghosts, fierce spirits, evil spirits, ghosts and gods."

"Below the fierce spirit, it can still be controlled by the bones."

Uncle Jiu pointed to Dong Xiaoyu's tomb and said, "Like this one, the bones cannot be separated, the yin house is destroyed, and only the soul flies away."

He breathed lightly, and continued: "But once the evil spirit enters the position, it will not only be broken from the bones, but the body will be like a living body, and it will also steal people's energy from the air, and the evil wind will pass through the border at every turn, leaving no humans or animals. It is also common for people to kill people and slaughter cities together. .”

"Furthermore, the Xishan Ghost General has hundreds of Yin soldiers under his command, all of whom are elite soldiers reborn after death. They are extremely difficult to deal with."

"However, he has not been out of Xishan all year round, and I have never heard of any harmful actions. I only heard about it, and I have never actually met him."

Uncle Jiu paused for a moment, then suddenly frowned: "It stands to reason that with his ability, he shouldn't look down on this dark coffin?"

His eyes fell on Zhao Ying in an instant, as if he was asking what information do you know.

"Dong Xiaoyu just mentioned that sentence." Zhao Ying saw the wink and responded.

He had already kept his mind secretly before, so even though he heard Uncle Jiu's fear of the ghost general of Xishan in his words, he didn't feel any fear, and he was able to calmly answer Uncle Jiu's question.

Uncle Jiu took a deep breath, and the heaviness on his face was added, as if he was deeply troubled, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

"With my own strength, it is not easy to deal with the ghost general of Xishan. If he is really related to this yin coffin and brings his yin soldiers, how can I stop it? I am afraid that there will be a catastrophe in Renjia Town." Nine Uncle thought to himself.

Weak power, what can we do?
Literary talent?

Qiusheng?

From the corner of his eyes, he saw Wen Cai Qiusheng still squatting in front of the tombstone, pointing at the portrait of Dong Xiaoyu on the tombstone and whispering, Uncle Jiu's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.

He was originally a serious character, but this black face made his whole face even more dignified.

Two scoundrels, still don't know anything?
When can we count on it?

Uncle Jiu was angry from the heart, strode forward, and kicked all of them to the ground one by one.

"Ouch!"

The two of them were in pain and screamed out loud.

"Master, you..."

Looking up to speak, he happened to meet Uncle Jiu's eyes that seemed to be eating people, and swallowed his saliva all at once, swallowing the words he hadn't spoken yet.

Master got angry again.

The situation is not good.

Qiu Shengwen looked at each other and jumped up at the same time. The two had a tacit understanding after getting along for many years, and they knew what the other was thinking with just one glance.

Pull your legs and run.

"Master, let's go back first."

Leaving a word, Qi Qi rushed down the mountain.

Looking at the fleeing figures of the two, Uncle Jiu's face became more and more ugly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Zhao Ying stood still, keeping his eyes on his nose, his nose and his heart, not showing the slightest movement, so as not to get burned.

Uncle Jiu seems to be serious and serious, but in fact he is not serious at all, he has a dark belly.Zhao Yingfan showed a hint of a smile, not to mention, a speech with guns and sticks must be indispensable.

But he didn't want to, he was so honest, Uncle Jiu still looked over.The persuasive eyes stared at him closely, as if they wanted to see through him.

"Uncle Nine, why are you...looking at me like this?" Zhao Ying still felt uneasy even though she kept her mind on the outside.

Is it reasonable?I am so honest, this fire can still burn on me?

How did he know that Uncle Jiu's problems were caused entirely because of him, and when Qiu Sheng and the others ran away, Uncle Jiu's unhappiness could only be vented on him.

If I had known, I would have stopped Qiusheng and the others!
Zhao Ying felt a little regretful.

"You don't seem to be afraid of meeting such a formidable enemy?" Uncle Jiu's voice seemed a little stiff.

Zhao Ying forced a wry smile and said, "I'm actually very scared."

Uncle Jiu said with a half-smiley expression: "You don't look like you're scared. Ever since I mentioned the Ghost General of Xishan, your face hasn't changed a bit."

Zhao Ying said sternly: "You don't have to be afraid, you don't have to look scared. After the matter is done, you have to suffer from the future troubles."

"It's best for you to have this awareness. You provoked this matter. If the Xishan ghost general comes, you can't avoid it. I am alone and weak, and I can't handle it alone. I will need your help when the time comes. "

Zhao Ying nodded honestly.

If he said no to this situation, Uncle Jiu's anger would only get worse.

"It's just that I don't have any Taoism skills, how can I face ghosts with only my fists and kicks?"

"When you drove Dong Xiaoyu out of your wits, you didn't show mercy. Are you still worried about this?" Uncle Jiu continued to speak sarcastically.

Zhao Ying smiled wryly and said, "She wouldn't dare to come out during the daytime."

Uncle Jiu said expressionlessly: "I'm afraid it's not that simple. If you don't know anything about ghosts, how would you know how to beat ghosts with willow branches and set fire to the bones?"

Zhao Ying explained seriously: "I usually heard Qiu Sheng mention it."

He didn't panic.

Except from the dramas in this world, other cognitions about ghosts are obtained from chatting with Qiu Sheng.

"Qiu Sheng is not good at learning, he is a half-baked guy, how dare you believe everything he says? You are really brave enough."

Uncle Jiu's words seemed to reveal unbelief, and there was a sense of irony.

Zhao Ying also saw this.

He secretly felt that Uncle Jiu was very wary of him.

He didn't have this feeling before he awakened his past life memories. It should have started when Uncle Jiu knew that his birth date was different.

"Actually, I'm just being cautious. Ghosts and ghosts can't come and go in bright daylight. I planned to dig up her grave and let the sun burn her to death. Unfortunately, I didn't open the coffin lid, and she cursed that whoever opened the coffin would suffer a sudden death..." Zhao Ying continued to explain .

"What kind of curse?" Uncle Jiu asked in a low voice before Zhao Ying finished speaking.

"What is it called the Wraith Ghost Curse? I don't know if it's bluffing me."

"The resentful soul curses, is Dong Xiaoyu a resentful soul?" Uncle Jiu was startled, and immediately turned to look at the burning coffin.

The open fire has been burning for a long time, but the shadow coffin is still not damaged at all.He strode forward, stretched out his hand to touch, his eyes were obscure and thoughtful.

Seeing him thinking for a moment, Zhao Ying suddenly jumped onto the coffin lid.He stretched out two fingers, opened his mouth and bit his fingertips, leaned over and quickly drew a blood talisman on the coffin lid with his sword fingers.

This Taoist talisman was formed in one stroke from the upper and lower ends of the coffin cover, with an extraordinary posture.

Anyway, Zhao Ying didn't see the name, but only saw Uncle Jiu stepping on Dong Xiaoyu's coffin board, his footsteps staggered, and his movements flowed smoothly.

Turn over and jump down, and land firmly.

"Edict!"

The sword points together, pointing directly at the coffin.

He opened his mouth and spit out, the sound was like thunder.

Impressively.

The blood talisman on the coffin lid shone brightly, and the golden light shot out, completely covering the coffin in an instant.

The golden light servant began to shrink continuously, as if it was about to dissolve into the wood.But it was blocked by something, no matter how it shrinks, it always floats on the surface.

puff.

Suddenly a gust of black air rose from the coffin, instantly crushing the golden light.The burning coffin is extinguished.

The lid of the coffin was suddenly pressed tightly, and the seven coffin nails were driven straight into the body of the coffin, and it was completely closed.

Uncle Jiu's eyes shrank for a while, and he roared angrily: "The resentful soul is dark, it really is to sacrifice the resentful soul coffin."

Resentful soul coffin?
what?
Zhao Yingping was engrossed and was fascinated by watching, when he suddenly heard Uncle Jiu's angry voice, he was startled awake.

"Ninth Uncle?"

Uncle Jiu interrupted: "You don't need this matter anymore. This is a big matter, and you can't help me. I want to ask Mao Shan to help me."

Zhao Ying was inexplicably relieved, but couldn't help being curious, and asked, "Uncle Nine, what is this resentful soul coffin? Why did you react so violently?"

Uncle Jiu cast a glance at him and said: "If you talk too much, you won't understand. To put it simply, the resentful soul coffin is made of resentful souls sacrificed in vain. When it is refined to the depths, the coffin will lose its shape, ignoring the truth. Ghosts hide In it, one can travel in the daytime, without fear of thunder and fire, cross the nether world of the underworld, and travel freely between the worlds of yin and yang."

"If hundreds of thousands of resentful souls are used for sacrifice, it is said that it can even create a part of the underworld, move it outside the world, and travel through the universe and the galaxy."

Gee.

This is no worse than a spaceship!

Zhao Ying thought to herself.

Uncle Jiu pointed to the Yin coffin and said, "Dong Xiaoyu is the resentful soul of the sacrificial coffin. Maybe she doesn't even know it. The deeper the sacrifice of this resentful soul coffin, even she will be integrated into it."

"Then is it a success or not?" Zhao Ying asked again.

Uncle Jiu shook his head: "It's useless. The coffin of resentful souls must be refined once before it can continue to be sacrificed. This coffin has not yet completed the initial transformation, and the resentful souls of the sacrificial coffin have already perished, and there will be no further growth in the future."

(End of this chapter)