The spiritual energy has revived, and all the exercises I compiled have been practiced.

Chapter 106: The Way of the Ghost Immortal Yang God
In the night.

A ferocious figure with a bloody hole on its forehead was running quickly in the field.

Fang Qiuchan followed closely behind.

"interesting."

"Either you run towards the crowded village, or you run towards Mount Tai. It's interesting."

"Does it have consciousness or is it really like what is described in literary works, that it needs to kill people and suck their blood?"

"Or maybe you're just simply yearning for a place with more spiritual energy?"

Seeing more than a dozen tents pitched together on the country road ahead, Fang Qiuchan let out a long whistle as a warning, then quickened her pace, rushed to the ghost and punched it.

Immediately, a look of hatred appeared on the ghost's face, and he changed direction and continued to run away.

"Looking at this situation, maybe he really needs to absorb blood food to strengthen himself?"

"But if you want to hurt someone in my hands, you underestimate me."

Fang Qiuchan looked relaxed and even had time to pick up her phone to send a voice message to Kong Ji.

"Where are you? Come quickly!"

"almost there!"

I just finished listening to the voice for less than half a minute.

A long red rainbow suddenly appeared in the sky.

It circled twice, then locked onto its direction and dived down.

It was Kong Ji.

"coming?"

"coming!"

The moment he landed, Kong Ji's eyes lit up and he immediately locked onto the ghostly figure floating in the air in front of him.

"Is there really a ghost?"

"It gives me a feeling somewhat similar to the spirit!"

He casually cast out a few spells of magic power, which turned into a square barrier covering the top, bottom, left and right, trapping the ghost firmly in the center.

Trapped in the barrier, the ghost still insisted on launching an attack, with ten fingers spread out, rushing towards Kong Ji fiercely.

The next moment he let out an extremely sharp roar, with resentment in his eyes.

"Ok?"

Kong Ji frowned secretly: "You actually know how to show hatred?"

He turned and looked at Fang Qiuchan.

"Is this ghost conscious?"

"I don't know." Fang Qiuchan shook her head. "He can't speak, or he speaks in a language that normal humans can't understand. He knows how to seek benefits and avoid harm. He has the idea of ​​actively harming others, and he has the idea of ​​running away when he knows he can't win."

"I think he might be conscious."

Fang Qiuchan handed over the phone, on which was a piece of personal information about Guiying.

Zhao Jiapeng.

He is from Dongliao Province.

Thirty-eight years old.

He opened a foot massage parlor and a KTV business with a few unscrupulous friends. Because he was the fourth oldest, he was nicknamed Lao Si.

Have a criminal record.

Kong Ji took a look and returned the phone.

He turned and carefully observed Zhao Jiapeng in the barrier.

He just thought that Zhao Jiapeng might have independent consciousness, but now it seems that this may not be the case.

“Unable to communicate.”

"The emotions expressed by the five senses are very simple, and they can only passively accept the nourishment of spiritual energy."

"Coldness, resentment, fear, it seems that there are only negative emotions, and the spiritual energy that is emitted is also the same. Or should it be called Yin Qi instead of spiritual energy?"

Feeling the negative energy emanating from Zhao Jiapeng, Kong Ji shook his head secretly.

This Yin energy is completely different from the true Qi cultivated by normal living humans.

The wind was blowing coldly, and the temperature was dropping all around.

If you feel it carefully, you will find that it contains a sense of brutality and resentment.

"If Zhao Jiapeng is really conscious and is trapped now, he should try to communicate with me instead of being incompetent and furious."

"But looking at his current situation, he just stopped attacking and has no intention of trying to communicate."

"It's more like a robot that only knows how to act within the set program, or it has only the lowest level of intelligence, just like a beast."

"Is it because I didn't absorb enough spiritual energy, and my body lacks Yin energy, so I can't transform and recover my previous thinking?"

"Or maybe his cultivation level was not high enough during his lifetime, and his resentment was not strong enough, so he can only be considered a lowest level wandering ghost?"

Kong Ji moved his eyes to observe whether there were any other changes in the surrounding void.

It has been almost four or five minutes since the accident.

But it is nothing like in myths, that as soon as a person dies, the underworld will come to take the soul away, nor is there a light appearing to guide or open the ghost gate to the underworld as described in literary works.

There was complete silence all around, with absolutely no elements related to the underworld or hell.

"Open one side and try."

He casually removed one side of the barrier.

The ghost Zhao Jiapeng immediately ran outside.

Kong Ji waved his hand again and cast a spell to trap it.

"Sure enough, I know how to escape. I won't be trapped in one place."

"In literary works, ghosts can pass through walls, teleport, and walk on the land, floating around unpredictably."

Kong Ji thought about it, and dispersed the Qi barrier under the land, and at the same time moved the soil under Zhao Jiapeng's feet to let him know that there was no space below.

It seemed that he felt there was no danger under his feet.

Zhao Jiapeng immediately drilled underground and actually had the ability to travel through the land.

"Ran!"

Fang Qiuchan, who was following beside him, was stunned and quickly reminded: "This ghost can actually burrow into the ground. It has been running for so long, but this is the first time it uses it. Aren't you going to chase it?"

"Not urgent."

Kong Ji waved his hand: "My soul has been locking onto him, he can't run away, I'm just doing some tests."

"Ok."

Fang Qiuchan was bored, so she simply found a rock to sit down, where she answered calls on her cell phone and handled her work.

Kong Ji's senses were always locked on Zhao Jiapeng.

In his perception.

The ghost figure dived about three meters underground, then moved towards Mount Tai, running about ten meters before emerging from the ground again.

Another Qi barrier came to greet them.

Zhao Jiapeng let out a long, sharp howl, and without any hesitation, he immediately dived underground again.

Less than a second later, it emerged from the ground again, howling in pain.

The negative energy in his body was also dispersed a lot, and his figure became a little transparent again, so he could see the scenery on the other side.

At this time, Kong Ji made some strange discoveries again.

"Even after turning into a ghost, he still has internal organs? Acupoints and meridians?"

"Doesn't that mean I can still practice?"

"No wonder I can keep passively absorbing spiritual energy as long as I don't block it. Maybe it's the cultivation instinct of creatures like ghosts?"

Kong Ji found it very interesting.

He is now basically certain that Zhao Jiapeng's ghost is transformed from his soul. The reason why it presents the appearance of death is that when a person is alive, once the body is damaged, it will be reflected in the soul.

However, when alive, the soul is controlled by consciousness and will repair itself automatically.

However, Zhao Jiapeng has lost his independent consciousness and has no intention of actively repairing his soul, which is why he appears with a bleeding head and hideous facial features.

The spirit and soul in the human body are actually equivalent to the soul as understood by modern science.

Closely connected with the body, they influence each other.

The improvement of any one of the physical body and the true Qi will also strengthen the spirit and soul. It can be said that the three share the same human system and are within the same cycle.

The soul is just an overall concept. It does not have independent internal organs or meridians. It is more like a collection of concepts such as thoughts, ideas, spirit, and soul that cannot be observed with the naked eye and do not exist in a material form.

Although he also possesses incredible abilities, he is absolutely unable to exist independently from his body.

However, after Zhao Jiapeng turned into a ghost, it seemed that he had lost his body, and his internal organs and eight extraordinary meridians actually appeared on his ghost body. This was very interesting.

"He is practicing passively!"

Kong Ji came to a conclusion and recalled some interesting memories.

“The world is a great sea of ​​suffering.”

"When a person is in the sea, his body is the boat and his soul is the person on the boat."

"Should we cultivate the body and strengthen the boat, or cultivate the soul so that the people on the boat can get familiar with water?"

"Heaven, earth, man, gods, ghosts, five kinds of gods!"

"Becoming a ghost to practice cultivation seems to be a way to abandon the physical body to practice the way of the ghost immortal yang god, constantly strengthening the spirit, removing the yin energy, breaking through the realm, overcoming the thunder tribulation, and transforming into pure yang."

"Practice the soul into pure thoughts, and finally achieve Yang God, with 480 million pure Yang thoughts. The soul is like substance, and can take over other bodies and reincarnate, and be reborn after death, and perform all kinds of incredible supernatural powers!"

His mind suddenly recalled a cultivation method that he had only seen in a novel as an interesting reading material.

The way of the ghost immortal yang god.

Comparing the two, it is actually somewhat similar to Zhao Jiapeng's current situation.

"I want to see if Zhao Jiapeng, this lonely ghost, can really advance to a higher realm, practice to the point where he can travel by day and by night, or even really condense his spirit and soul and practice to produce a thought!"

Kong Ji immediately became interested.

He immediately used his magic power to draw the spiritual energy from the void and integrated it into the barrier, speeding up the ghost's cultivation.

The ghost shadow seemed to be stunned when it sensed the surge of spiritual energy in the void, thinking that the barrier had dissipated. It wanted to try to rush forward, but was hit hard again.

After several times in a row, it seemed to be almost transparent and was about to dissipate.

Kong Ji couldn't bear it anymore and secretly called him an idiot. He simply dispersed the barrier created by his magic power and transformed it into an energy similar to the Yin energy in the ghost's body, locking it tightly. At the same time, he used his magic power to transport the spiritual energy and forced it into Zhao Jiapeng's body.

Seeing the barrier dissipate, the ghost was about to escape, but his limbs were locked tightly, and then a huge amount of spiritual energy surged towards him.

In an instant.

It was as if he had been forcefully infused with a huge amount of spiritual energy, causing him to lose consciousness. His ghost body simply could not bear it and he collapsed. It seemed that he had lost even his last biological instinct and could no longer absorb spiritual energy. He fell into a complete coma.

"waste!"

Kong Ji cursed inwardly, feeling extremely helpless.

He never expected that Zhao Jiapeng's ghost could not even withstand a slightly larger infusion of spiritual energy and was about to be killed!

At this time, Kong Ji had no choice.

I immediately recited it silently.

"Exorcise ghosts and serve gods, listen to my command and wake up quickly!"

Spell casting.

Kong Ji immediately felt that Zhao Jiapeng's ghost had established a mysterious connection with himself and could control it at will.

"I wanted to reduce variables as much as possible, but I didn't expect it to be so useless!"

“I can only do it by myself!”

(End of this chapter)