After I became the underworld, global terror descended

Chapter 218 Solving the Crisis
The ghost that controls the ghost messenger is a very simple ghost.

But the person in front of him who practices the art of controlling ghosts.

The ghosts he possessed were stronger than ordinary ghosts, and this kind of ghost required special training.

The host needs to use his own blood, essence, and lifespan to cultivate it bit by bit.

Only ghosts that have been specially trained can be so powerful.

The method used by Gu Haoqi is a ghost skill.

The ghost skills he displayed were comparable to Taoist magic.

This is a change that can only occur when one practices ghost skills to the extreme.

Another feature of the Ghost Controlling Technique is that it breaks the restriction that a Ghost Controller can only possess two ghosts at most.

By practicing the art of controlling ghosts, you can have many contracted ghosts.

The number of contracted ghosts is related to the strength of the host.

The stronger the host, the more contracted ghosts he will have.

Mo Lin stared straight at Gu Haoqi.

This is the way to control ghosts.

At this moment, an astonishing idea emerged in Mo Lin's mind.

Can he also practice the art of controlling ghosts?
Mo Lin had a hunch at this time that if he practiced the art of controlling ghosts, he might make faster progress than practicing to become a mortal immortal.

Merlin has an advantage over everyone.

Mo Lin is not bragging, he probably has the most ghosts among all people.

And the ghosts that Mo Lin possessed were absolutely loyal.

So Molin has more advantages than others.

Of course, all of this is what Merlin is thinking at the moment.

Gu Haoqi was fighting with the Laughing Buddha at this time.

Several evil ghosts of Gu Haoqi were flying in the air.

It pounced straight towards the Laughing Buddha and bit it.

Gu Haoqi raised his hand and used five ghost skills at the same time.

He has a total of six contracted ghosts.

Among them, three ghosts are cave master-level ghosts.

Taken alone, a cave master-level ghost is not very strong.

But these ghosts have joint skills.

When these ghosts join forces, they become extremely powerful.

This is the horror of the Ghost Control Method.

These ghosts are Gu Haoqi’s trump cards.

There was silence in the temple, all the believers who had been there before were now dead.

The body was lying on the ground.

Before, the blood vampire initiated a sacrifice, and these believers sacrificed their lives, in exchange for the Laughing Buddha’s coming to the human world.

The evil spirits around were also eradicated at this time.

The blood ghost was wiped out by Gu Haoqi's contracted ghosts.

Gu Haoqi was fighting with the Laughing Buddha at this time.

Gu Haoqi was in a tough fight.

The Laughing Buddha did not gain the upper hand.

His Dharma body is the simplest iron-cast Dharma body, and it is difficult for him to exert even one tenth of its power.

Mo Lin also joined the battle at this time. Mo Lin used the power of the Great Dao to condense a long sword of power.

Restrain the actions of the Laughing Buddha.

Then Gu Haoqi's right hand transformed into a huge vine, which went straight through the chest of the Laughing Buddha.

Ended the life of the Laughing Buddha.

The Dharma body of the Laughing Buddha collapsed bit by bit and cracks appeared one after another.

The body fell to the ground suddenly and then disappeared.

A pile of debris was left on the ground.

The Happy Buddha fell.

Gu Haoqi came to Mo Lin, patted Mo Lin on the shoulder, and praised Mo Lin.

"Boy, that's awesome."

Gu Haoqi was not just praising Mo Lin casually, he felt from the bottom of his heart that Mo Lin was very powerful.

Among the younger generation, Mo Lin should be among the best.

"Senior, what are those things?" Mo Lin pointed at four black cylindrical objects in the distance and asked Gu Haoqi.

Just now, Gu Haoqi came here through these things.

"It takes a hundred years of practice to activate this teleportation magic weapon."

Gu Haoqi spoke to Mo Lin truthfully.

Gu Haoqi came to the four round pillars and slowly raised his hands. The round pillars in front of Mo Lin gradually shrank and became about the size of a finger.

Gu Haoqi took out a wooden box from his pocket and put the four round pillars into the box.

"Senior, do you think I can learn the art of taming ghosts?" Mo Lin asked a question that he cared about very much.

Gu Haoqi raised his head and stared at Mo Lin in confusion, then said.

"You have learned the Red Dust Immortal, and you also want to learn the Ghost Controlling Dao?"

To Gu Haoqi, it seemed particularly incredible.

In his eyes, Mo Lin is already a very talented person among the mortal immortals, and it won't take many years for him to become a captain-level person.

But now Molin actually wants to learn how to tame ghosts. What’s the trick?
Gu Haoqi looked serious and admonished Mo Lin.

"Boy, you can't chew too much. Although you are very talented, you are only talented in the world of mortals, that's all.

Don't have any evil thoughts, just walk your earthly path well and gather the seven-color wish power as soon as possible."

In Gu Haoqi's opinion, learning one more skill requires wasting more energy.

Mo Lin's idea was too greedy.

If Mo Lin learns Red Dust Immortal and Ghost Controlling at the same time.

In the end, there is only one result, that is, neither of the two paths of cultivation can reach the extreme.

Mo Lin just smiled and didn't argue with Gu Haoqi.

As for the matter of controlling ghosts, I can only do research after returning to Tianmen.

"Thank you for saving me, senior." Mo Lin thanked Gu Hao angrily, then left.

After Mo Lin left the temple, he saw the streets were littered with corpses!

These people were sacrificed.

Gu Haoqi took a deep breath and murmured, "Someone will come to deal with these bodies later."

Gu Haoqi had a blank expression on his face. He was already accustomed to this scene.

He had encountered similar things several times.

Mo Lin didn't have any special feelings and just left.

Leaving Yun Street, everything was peaceful.

It seems that people outside have no idea what happened on Yun Street.

A young man was standing in the distance. When he saw Mo Lin, he walked straight towards him.

"Senior Mo, my master is waiting for you."

The man bent over and spoke in a very polite tone.

"Who is your master?"

"I'm from the Zhenwu Temple." The man revealed his identity.

"Take me there."

Mo Lin got in the car driven by the man and came to the Zhenwu Temple.

There were few people in front of the Zhenwu Temple, much fewer than when Mo Lin first came.

Mo Lin followed the man to the backyard.

Walk into a room.

A skinny old man was sitting cross-legged on the bed with his head down.

The breath is weak.

He is the abbot of Zhenwu Temple.

The manager of Zhenwu Temple.

"My friend is here..."

Seeing Mo Lin coming, the skinny old man opened his sunken eyes.

Ever since Mo Lin obtained the picture of Zhenwu Emperor last time, he has never been to Zhenwu Temple again.

When I saw the skinny old man again, he seemed much thinner than before.

"What's the matter with you looking for me?" Mo Lin asked the skinny old man.

"I'm dying."

The skinny old man answered truthfully.

He truly felt that he didn't have much time left.

"I'm here to help you resolve the crisis." The skinny old man said this out of the blue.

The words of a dying person are often good, and Mo Lin is well aware of this truth.

Mo Lin didn't think that the skinny old man said this just to enhance the mysterious atmosphere.

The skinny old man raised his right hand and placed it on Mo Lin's body.

Mo Lin felt a burning sensation in his body.

The burning sensation instantly spread throughout Mo Lin's body.

The next moment, the skinny old man pulled out something like silk thread from Mo Lin's body.

(End of this chapter)