Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 375 Breaking through Five Levels
"It's done!"

Chen Mu was delighted and immediately reached out to recall the Soul Banner. He sat on the ground and rolled up the Yin Qi in the sky, which continuously flowed into the Soul Banner.

Visible to the naked eye, the skull mark on the banner was shining, and its eyes were getting darker and darker.

For him, who has already reached the late stage of foundation building, restraining and feeding such ghosts is not difficult at all.

As long as he had detailed step-by-step instructions, he would be able to advance to the first level within a day!
After all, a first-level ghost is only equivalent to the Qi Condensation stage of a human cultivator, and its combat power is not even as good as that of a human cultivator, let alone a first-level monster.

It can be said that at the same level, all are below ordinary people, monsters are greater than human cultivators, and human cultivators are greater than ghosts.

It's no wonder that the Golden Spearman, the Western Desert's most talented warrior, was able to restrain a third-order ghost general with his perfect foundation building...

As time passed, the escaping lights here gradually disappeared, and were replaced by clusters of thick yin energy that gathered into mist, dotted around like black gems.

A day later, Chen Mu suddenly opened his eyes, picked up the soul flag and waved it gently.

In an instant, a black shadow jumped out from the banner. Beneath the terrifying skull face, a silver-white light flickered. Only black air swirled in the depths of the eye sockets, like a bottomless abyss with no end in sight.

"Middle stage of the first stage."

Chen Mu nodded slightly, quite satisfied.

With his full support, the Skeleton Ghost has broken through to the first level, and still has some strength left, directly settling into the middle stage. This is truly an unexpected surprise.

Of course, this is because the ghost's realm is still low, so the progress is so rapid. If it were a second-level ghost, it would not be so easy.

"Next, it's time to fight with others..."

Chen Mu's eyes flashed, and he immediately flew away.

Seeing this, the skeleton ghost also turned into black gas and condensed behind him, forming a huge skull following closely behind him.

There are many monks as fast as him, and some of them have already started fighting each other.

Chen Mu hadn't walked far when he ran into a figure who was also looking for someone to fight with.

"Fellow Taoist, please stay!"

He shouted loudly, stopping the man.

The two had the same goal, which was to defeat the other and break through the barrier. Needless to say, they immediately summoned the ghosts to attack.

It is worth mentioning that in order to break through the barrier, the two must rely mainly on fighting against ghosts and supplemented by fighting with their own skills.

This was determined by the trials, and was discovered only after many battles by our predecessors...

And at the moment they took action, an inexplicable connection was born, and the faces of the two suddenly became clear!

"It's you!"

The person opposite exclaimed, apparently knowing him.

Chen Mu frowned slightly and looked at the middle-aged male cultivator in front of him without saying a word.

Haven't you seen this person?

The middle-aged male cultivator gave a bitter laugh upon seeing this: "You are a disciple of Fushan Changhe. I have met you once from afar..."

His tone was bitter, and his heart was equally bitter.

The first time he faced an enemy, he ran into a disciple of Fushan Changhe. How unlucky he was!

Chen Mu nodded suddenly and said softly, "I'm sorry!"

As soon as the words fell, the skeleton ghost appeared in an instant and pounced forward with an extremely ferocious look.

Now that they have started fighting, the winner will be decided between the two of them, and there is no room for maneuver, so Chen Mu will not hold back.

The ghost restrained by the middle-aged monk was an illusory soul with a withered face and a zombie-like appearance. Facing the attack of the skeleton ghost, it crashed into it head-on with extreme stiffness.

"boom!"

Both of them are illusory ghosts, but at this moment they make loud noises as if they are real.

To the middle-aged monk's surprise, his own zombie ghost actually gained the upper hand and pushed the skeleton back several steps.

"Hmm?" His eyes lit up, and he felt hopeful again.

Chen Mu was unmoved. He had known for a long time that the Skeleton Ghost had great potential, but its combat power was weak in the early stages.

The ghost of the middle-aged monk seems stupid, but his combat power in the early stage is very strong.

I can only say that there are pros and cons to both...

"Bang bang bang!"

The two ghosts attacked one after another, causing the yin energy in the sky to boil.

Chen Mu was not idle either. After devoting a part of his mind to protecting the ghost, he swung his sword and slashed at the middle-aged male cultivator.

The ghost was temporarily at a disadvantage, but he was not! The middle-aged cultivator was only in the middle stage of the foundation building stage, so defeating this man was as easy as pie!

"Still water is whirlpool!"

With a whisper, Chen Mu's figure suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, the sound of rushing water was heard behind the middle-aged monk.

The middle-aged monk was horrified and his consciousness quickly turned away.

But all I saw was a whirlpool of water spinning around, which made me immersed in it.

"Shh!"

A figure holding a sword shot out from it and approached in an instant!
The middle-aged monk finally came to his senses, but unfortunately the evil sword had already landed beside his neck...

"I give up, I give up!"

He shouted in panic, fearing that Chen Mu was a bloodthirsty person.

Chen Mu pursed his lips and smiled, then spun his sword around and put the evil sword behind his back.

The middle-aged cultivator finally breathed a sigh of relief, and with relief he quickly waved his hand, and the ghost mark on his own soul flag immediately flew into Chen Mu's soul flag.

The zombie ghost that was fighting with the skeleton ghost trembled and turned into a wisp of black gas and flew into Chen Mu's soul flag, and a zombie mark condensed next to the skeleton mark.

The two fight, the winner breaks through the barrier, and the loser re-restrains the ghosts and provides them with offerings.

Why re-bind? Because after defeat, the ghost on the soul flag will belong to the winner...

Of course, it is only limited to the souls obtained in the current layer.

With such a rule, the strong will only become stronger, while the weak can only become a stepping stone for the strong to become stronger.

After the outcome was decided, the soul flag in Chen Mu's hand spewed out a cloud of mist again, which spread out and covered his figure and flashed several times.

In a trance, Chen Mu's figure became vague and gradually disappeared.

The middle-aged monk sighed and quickly turned around to find another ghost to restrain...

Time flies, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

In the fifth level of the trial, Chen Mu took a deep breath. Although his face was expressionless, a look of joy flashed in the depths of his eyes.

However, the female cultivator opposite him was not in such a mood. She looked at Chen Mu frequently, as if she had a lot to say.

Seeing her like this, Chen Mu frowned and was about to make some hand gestures.

"Fellow Daoist, please don't do that. I admit defeat!"

"Then hand over the ghost quickly. If you delay any longer..." Chen Mu's eyes turned cold.

Seeing this, the female cultivator no longer dared to have any extravagant hopes and quickly handed over the excellent ghost that she had restrained with great difficulty.

He secretly complained: "He looks so good, but his heart is so cold and hard. He doesn't know how to be gentle with women at all..."

Chen Mu naturally didn't know what she was thinking, and even if he did, he would just be dismissive.

"How can being kind and gentle to women compare to such a ghost..."

There was even more joy in his eyes, and he nodded continuously as he looked at the ghost handed over by the female cultivator.

He has two pitch-black horns on his head, bat wings on his back, and a ghostly long fork in his hand. Apart from his ferocious appearance, he is truly extraordinary and heroic!

"If you train well, you will definitely be able to advance to a ghost general!"

Chen Mu thought to himself that this Yaksha ghost was the rarest ghost in the fifth layer. He had been searching for it for several days but could not find it, so he had to settle for the next best thing and find another ghost to restrain it.

Who would have thought that such a coincidence would come from a female cultivator...

"Not bad, not bad, you can serve as my ghost army!"

After watching for a while, he waved the soul flag, and nine ghosts flew out and landed beside the Yaksha.

There are ten ghosts in total, all with strange shapes and appearances, but similar in realm. Most of them are at the peak of the first level, and only one step away from breaking through to the second level!

In the past month, including this moment, he has passed a total of five levels, and obtained two ghosts at each level.

Perhaps because he had been with ghosts for a long time, his view of them had changed a lot. Although most of them were ugly and terrifying, they were fearless and would often swarm forward at the command of a single command. They were very useful and much more satisfactory than Gui San.

While sighing, Chen Mu put away the ghost and did not rush to break through the barrier. Instead, he found a quiet place, closed his eyes and regulated his breathing.

The secret records state that levels one to five are all about restraining ghosts and engaging in battles with humans.

But the sixth level was different. If he wanted to clear it in one fell swoop, he still needed to prepare well...

(End of this chapter)