Cultivator Master Reborn To High School

"It's not a ghost, to be exact." Zhang explained.

"What about the ghost?" Little mo looks around, alert.

Zhang Haoran points to the ceiling.

Xu Rongsheng and Xiao Mo look at each other, but they don't understand what Zhang Haoran means.

Zhang Haoran said: "in the tradition, it is said that there is a ghost, but there is no ghost in the world, because it is not a ghost but a spirit."

"Spirit? Is it the soul? " Xiao Mo is at a loss.

"It's not the soul."

Zhang Haoran explained.

"Everyone has vitality. Vitality is the energy of a person's spirit, will, strength and endurance. You can't see it or touch it, but you can feel it. The stronger a person's vitality is, the stronger his comprehensive ability becomes. Of course, it doesn't matter if you understand it as the strength of the soul. When a person dies, his vitality will dissipate. But if someone sets up a Dharma array to keep his vitality, seven days later, his vitality will turn into spirit. "

"Yuanling can't be seen or touched under ordinary circumstances. Yuanling's consciousness can grow up on its own. It can either become a good spirit and won't hurt people, or become a evil spirit and do evil."

"China has a vast territory and rich resources, and has a long history. Some Dharma arrays exist naturally. If people happen to die in the Dharma array, they will turn into spirits. As history goes on, people will call them" ghosts ". Taoist priests in ancient times have become masters of geomantic omen."

Zhang Haoran's explanation made Xu Rongsheng and others feel puzzled.

"So it is." Xu Rongsheng nodded frequently, "Xiao Mo, write down what the little brother said quickly."

"Yes Xiao Mo skillfully took out the paper and pen, and wrote down Zhang Haoran's words one by one.

Zhang Haoran, the founder of Taoism in his previous life, cultivated the vitality. In the process of cultivation, he met many practitioners who raised the spirit of the Yuan Dynasty. There were good and bad practitioners among them. Zhang Haoran had seen too many of them.

For example, the haunted event in Longteng hotel is nothing to mention in the field of cultivating immortals.

"Little brother, according to this, isn't there many ghosts in the world?" Xu Rongsheng is very concerned about this issue.

A lot of ghosts?

Zhang Haoran was dumbfounded and turned to look at the yuan Ling on the ceiling.

"Boss Xu, do you think the FA formation has such a good knot? It's magic. When a man dies, the spirit of the Yuan Dynasty disperses itself. This is to conform to the rules of heaven, to break the rules, and to form a battle. This kind of hurtful thing will consume a lot of Yang Shou. How many years can a man live in his life? "

Zhang Haoran said: "it's like the Yuanling in room 5888. After his death, his vitality will not dissipate and he will become a Yuanling. Now there is a tendency to develop towards evil spirits. The Dharma array he is in has only made a simple and extreme one by changing the environment of the room. It's this kind of Dharma array, and the life span of the array setters will be consumed for 30 years."

"Thirty years of life, so long."

Xu Rongsheng smacked his tongue to himself. He turned into a businessman after he was 30 years old. He would not agree with anything he said if he wanted to spend 30 years to do such a battle.

Zhang Haoran stared at the evil spirit for a while, and suddenly said, "this yuan spirit is already evil spirit. In the words of boss Xu, it is evil spirit.".

Xu Rongsheng's face suddenly changed and he immediately stepped back. Fortunately, the younger brother was so powerful that he controlled the ghost. Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Zhang Haoran uses Xuanjin Guiyuan technique to condense vitality and trap evil spirits on the ceiling.

"Little brother, what are you going to do with this devil?" Xu Rongsheng asked cautiously.

"I have my own way. You go out first." Zhang Haoran said.

Xu Rongsheng leaves the room.

"Manager Liu, you look like you are losing the boss's face!" Xiao Mo's eyebrows wrinkled and glanced at the frightened old Liu. He took a hand and went out.

Only Zhang Haoran was left in the room, and an evil spirit that Xu Rongsheng regarded as a ghost.

Zhang Haoran waved his hand and the evil spirit on the wall fell to the ground.

"I'm a ghost, aren't you afraid? I'm going to eat you ~ ~ "the voice of the evil spirit broke out.

"Eat me." Zhang Haoran sneered, "in the last life, I didn't even dare to see evil spirits like you when I met them. Your evil spirits formed by low-level array can scare others at most."

"Trying to scare me? Next life. "

The evil spirit's mind was exposed by Zhang Haoran, and he didn't dare to speak.

"He said he was a ghost, but he didn't even have the courage to be a ghost."

Zhang Haoran stepped on the devil with one foot.