Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 240 Mountain Ghost

Chapter 240 Mountain Ghost
Although the bottle did not explode, it was not the Ghost King Bottle from the previous life.

Instead, he accidentally created a new bottle by sorting the soul texts. As for whether it can carry the power of the underworld, he would have to try it out to know...

After a moment he was sent into the dark power.

Send it in one strand at a time, not daring to send in too much at once.

When there were about ten thousand strands, or a stream of dark power, Feng Qingyan stopped to observe carefully, then shook the bottle and threw it to the ground.

The bottle did not explode.

“Although it is not as good as the Ghost King Bottle in my previous life, it may be able to carry the power of the underworld.”

Feng Qingyan observed it carefully for a while and found that the soul text on the inner wall of the bottle seemed to have exerted a mysterious power and absorbed the power of the underworld.

At this moment, he was completely different from his previous decadence and became full of energy.

Why think so much?

Do whatever you should do!
One day later, the bottle did not leak out the dark power, nor did it explode, so Feng Qingyan continued to send the dark power into the bottle.

Although the bottle is not big, it can contain hundreds of dark powers.

“If the dark power turns into liquid, perhaps it can hold more…” Feng Qingyan whispered, but the bottle may not be able to bear it.

Feng Qingyan made two more Ghost King Bottles by sorting the soul texts.

Although it is not the Ghost King Bottle from his previous life, Feng Qingyan is still called the Ghost King. Adding up to nearly four hundred dark powers, it is enough for him to use the "Visiting Ghosts" skill once.

However, the power will be much weaker.

However, his main purpose was to "see through the void and discover the subtle details". After all, the ability to "see ghosts in the dark" has become the magical power of the Qingshan City God.

Not suitable for use outside.

As for "breaking the void and seeing the subtle", different dark powers can be used according to different magical powers.

At this time, he threw the three Ghost King bottles into the painting and continued to ride the ox cart north, but he never left Qingshan Territory.

I only walk twenty or thirty miles a day, and sometimes I stay for a few days.

Under the night.

Not long after Feng Qingyan's consciousness returned to the City God's golden body, he received a report from Tu Yang that the whereabouts of the evil ghost were discovered in the northwest direction of Qingshan Territory.

Too bad he couldn't be captured alive.

"I will go there in person, please lead the way."

Feng Qingyan hesitated for a moment and said.

"promise."

Tu Yangdao, and immediately led the way.

After passing countless hilltops and flying for more than 200 miles, they arrived at a deserted valley. At this time, a captain led a thousand ghost soldiers to surround the entire valley to prevent the evil ghosts from escaping.

"How many evil spirits are there?"

Feng Qingyan asked.

"My Lord, there are still thirteen evil spirits."

The captain saluted.

"You guys please leave now."

Feng Qingyan hesitated for a moment and said.

"promise."

The captain did not ask any questions and immediately led a thousand ghost soldiers away in a hurry.

"Old Master..."

Feng Qingyan Road.

"promise."

Tuyang left the valley immediately without saying anything more.

After a moment, Feng Qingyan's consciousness immediately returned to his body, which transformed into the City God of Qingshan and appeared in the valley in the blink of an eye.

"Want to escape?"

Feng Qingyan waved his hand, and a circle of dark power fell down, immediately trapping the evil ghost.

The evil spirits are only at the level of scribes.

"If I have the chance, I should learn from the Legalists to draw a circle around me to form a prison..."

Feng Qingyan said softly.

He was quite interested in many of the magical powers and sacred arts of other sects.

The Legalists' "drawing a circle on the ground to create a prison" has magical powers and sacred techniques, but these sacred techniques are relatively difficult to comprehend, yet their power is very strong.

The Legalists' sacred art of "drawing a circle on the ground to create a prison" could even temporarily trap a great sage.

"Ow—"

Thirteen evil ghosts were trapped and roared ferociously at Feng Qingyan.

Feng Qingyan walked down from the night sky step by step, directly into the circle of dark power, and immediately attracted the attack of evil spirits.

boom--

The aura of Feng Qingyan exploded with a loud bang. The thirteen evil spirits immediately became terrified and retreated frantically, as if they had seen something terrifying.

"Come out."

Feng Qingyan whispered, calling out to the ghost gate behind him.

Unfortunately, the ghost gate behind him did not obey, which made Feng Qingyan feel a little embarrassed.

At this time, Feng Qingyan had no choice but to put away the pressure from the City God and look at the evil ghost quietly, while the evil ghost looked at Feng Qingyan with some confusion.

After a while, an evil ghost tried to come forward.

"Ow—"

An evil ghost couldn't help it and suddenly attacked Feng Qingyan.

Feng Qingyan did not resist, nor did he exert the power of the City God. When the evil ghost was about to attack him, the strange darkness behind him suddenly emerged.

A ghost gate emerged from the eerie darkness.

As soon as the ghost gate came out.

The thirteen evil ghosts looked at Feng Qingyan in fear, and knelt down one by one, some even with their heads on the ground.

Feng Qingyan walked up.

The evil ghost knelt down and retreated.

"stop!"

Feng Qingyan shouted.

Unfortunately, the evil ghost did not obey and continued to kneel and retreat.

Feng Qingyan frowned, then reached out and grabbed an evil ghost, brought it in front of him, and looked at it carefully.

The evil spirits are very strange.

It seems to be half real and half virtual, but it is a soul, but when it dies, it is like a physical body...

"What exactly is an evil ghost?"

Feng Qingyan was curious.

However, there is no answer at present, not even the saints know.

At this time he separated the golden body of the City God, stood behind his original body, looked at the Ghost Gate emerging in the eerie darkness, and then sent the captured evil ghost to the Ghost Gate.

"Ow—"

The evil ghost roared in terror and struggled frantically.

When the evil ghost entered the strange darkness, before it touched the ghost gate, it immediately turned into ashes, leaving only a strange wisp of black.

"It's not a demon..."

Feng Qingyan couldn't help but say.

Although he had already guessed that it could not be an ordinary evil ghost, he still had to verify it.

At this time, he grabbed the second evil ghost and sent it into the eerie darkness, but it still did not touch the ghost gate and turned into ashes.

After a while, all the thirteen evil ghosts were reduced to ashes.

Feng Qingyan was not disappointed at all, after all, it was expected.

"What kind of evil ghost is this?"

Feng Qingyan frowned and thought.

At this moment he was suddenly stunned. The sixteen evil ghosts guarding the Ghost Gate, namely the sixteen ghost generals, were the evil ghosts and ghost generals from his previous life.

How is it possible in this world?
If so, it would be really weird...

"If that's the case, then the Ghost Gate cannot be opened?" Feng Qingyan asked in surprise. What's the use of a Ghost Gate that cannot be opened?
Yes yes there is.

But it is impossible to unleash the true power of Ghost Gate.

"Sixteen evil ghosts, sixteen ghost generals. No matter evil ghosts or ghost generals, it's just a name." Feng Qingyan thought and recalled.

"Do they have names?"

"What are they called?"

"Besides guarding the Ghost Gate, what other functions do they have?"

Feng Qingyan tried hard to recall.

After a while, he returned to his original place and sent the golden statue of the City God back to the City God's Palace.

"The sixteen evil ghosts should have names. What are they called? Are there such evil ghosts in this world?"

"If not, can you exchange it for something else?"

The ox cart slowly moved north.

Feng Qingyan sat in the ox cart, thinking and trying hard to recall.

"Mountain ghost?"