The method of building the foundation of [Curse Ghost Daoji] is the way to call out the evil spirits in the hearts of those born.

However, ghosts come from living beings, and they are only a part of living beings, so it can be said that they are born incomplete.

Therefore, as long as it is a ghost, it is incomplete!

This is why ghosts like to eat the flesh and blood of the living and plunder the life of the living. This is the natural defect of all ghosts. From the moment of birth, it is their common instinct to make up for themselves.

The taboo is perfect!

While thinking about it, Pei Ling felt that the knock on the door was getting closer.

This room seems to be shrinking.

Gradually, the knock on the door was almost outside his tent. At this time, the sound of "dong dong dong" began to move. At first it was only in the direction of the gate, and soon it moved to the side where only the wall was.

After a while, it went in another direction... It didn't take long for it to start appearing on the roof. .

Pei Ling lay quietly in the tent, without any movement, his eyes were always closed, his mana was ready to go, but he was ready to attack at any time.

After a while, the knock on the door suddenly disappeared.

Pei Ling was still on guard.

But then, in the second half of the night, there was no sound coming.

I don't know how long it took, Pei Ling felt that the surroundings were getting brighter, and a beam of sunlight fell gently on his eyelids.

After calculating the time in his heart, Pei Ling quickly determined that five hours had passed, and it was dawn!

He was about to get up when suddenly there was another movement at the door.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

Someone knocked on the door unhurriedly and said, "Guest officer, it's dawn, do you want breakfast?"

"You have freshly baked biscuits, freshly ground soy milk, and steamed buns with white flour."

"If the guest officer wants it, send it in."

Pei Ling suddenly moved, and the knock on the door...

The man in black robe only reminded him to knock on the door in the middle of the night, not to open his eyes, but he did not say that he could open his eyes during the day!

Can't open my eyes!

Can not Go Out!

Thinking of this, Pei Ling continued to close his eyes, ignoring the voice outside the door.

"Guest officer... Is the guest officer awake?"

"Shaobing, soy milk..."

"Do you want a guest?"

The knock on the door rang for a while with what seemed to be Xiao Er's voice, and then gradually stopped.

The room was quiet again, but Pei Ling didn't get up, and remained lying still, motionless.

After a while, "dong dong dong", there was another knock on the door.

"Lord." This time, the voice of "Xi" came, and he said in a low voice, "I was attacked last night, and now I am seriously injured. Fortunately, I got rid of the pursuers and realized that the Lord was on the way. So, here comes to see…”

"What should I do next, please show me the Lord..."

Hearing this, Pei Ling frowned, but after thinking about it seriously, he still ignored it.

"Xi" is the ghost of the secluded grave. The other party said before that it is the deceased and will not die in the true sense.

That being the case, even if something really happened to "Xi", it would be fine.

In this situation, it's more important to save your own life...

There was no response from the room, and the knock on the door and the announcement of "Xi" continued for a while, and then stopped again.

This time, after a long time, the door was knocked again.

"Dong dong dong."

"Dong dong dong..."

The monotonous knock on the door rang persistently, but there was no sound of anyone speaking.

Pei Ling lay down with his eyes closed, unmoved.

Gradually, the knock on the door became smaller and smaller.

Just when the knock on the door was about to disappear, a woman screamed in pain: "Ah!"

In the tent, Pei Ling's expression changed suddenly, it was Senior Sister Li's voice!

Senior Sister Li also came to this inn?

Or... is this a trap?

After only a moment of hesitation, Pei Ling got up immediately, he couldn't bet!

Now, he still has a tear of Tianshang given by his master Yao Qingyan. If it is a trap, at most he will die once.

But if something happened to Senior Sister Li... this is the Tomb of You Su, and the usual means of resurrecting the dead are useless here.

Without any delay, when Pei Ling turned over and sat up, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it. The Nine Soul Saber was already in his hand, and his whole body was swaying. .

But the next moment, he found that he was still lying down, and the Jiu Po ​​Dao was still in his body, and he hadn't taken it out.

The space around is cramped and cramped, the so-called beds, tents, and houses are all gone, and the top, bottom, left, right, front, and back are all worn-out wooden boards.

He was not lying on the bed, but in a coffin!

Pei Ling was startled, knowing that he was in the game, but he was relieved all of a sudden.

In the coffin, Yin Qi filled the air, almost as if it were real, completely immersing him in it.

An incomparably strong malice towards the living shrouded in an instant like a dark cloud.

Pei Ling looked sideways, but saw a woman in Chinese clothes with red lips and white teeth and blue silk piled up like clouds, lying in the same coffin with him.

The woman's face was glowing brightly, shining like the bright moon, her exquisitely splendid dresses were stacked and twisted, and the red gold corolla on the top of her head bun shone with a little golden light. Even though his complexion was as pale as paper, and he didn't have the slightest breath of life, he looked like a paper figurine made by a skilled craftsman with all his efforts, but he did not hide his peerless elegance. It was the senior Su clan whom he had seen in the lobby of the inn before... the female cultivator. !

At this moment, the beautiful face of the female cultivator was facing Pei Ling.

In the wonderful eyes of the waves, there is majestic malice.

The illusion just now was her handwriting!

Pei Ling got up immediately and wanted to escape directly, but the escape method couldn't penetrate the coffin, and pushed the lid of the coffin with his hand, and the lid didn't move at all.

The coffin has been nailed to death!

His expression changed, and before he had time to try other methods, the female cultivator had already stretched out a pair of hands as pale and cold as her face, and grabbed Pei Ling's throat.

The feeling of suffocation came like a tide, icy cold, forest cold, dead silence, terror... The breath of death came suddenly.

Pei Ling immediately grabbed the wrist of the female cultivator Hedao with both hands, trying to forcibly break the other's hands, but the female cultivator's strength was extremely powerful, no matter how hard Pei Ling tried, it was like an iron hoop, firmly stuck around his neck. There was no relaxation at all, so that he couldn't break free at all.

At this time, Pei Ling felt that there was a little bit of vitality in the lifeless body of the female cultivator of the Dao, like a grass and a tree.

The vitality is very weak, but it is constantly getting stronger.

At the same time, Pei Ling's fate is constantly being lost!

The opponent is taking his life!

Pei Ling quickly calmed down, countless runes intertwined and rose in his eyes, [Eternal Curse Magic Power]!

[The "law" of forgetting]!

The Daoist female cultivator, who was going all out to fight for her destiny, was startled, her breath quickly weakened, but her realm was still in the Daoist stage.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Pei Ling concentrated all her strength and pulled her left hand away, but just as he was about to continue to pull away her right hand, the female cultivator's breath suddenly turned cold, as if it instantly turned into a creature that lost all vitality and activity. 's corpse, the meaning of forest cold disperses.

Pei Ling's movements suddenly became extremely slow.

As if it was frozen in an instant, every movement was extremely difficult, and shocking corpse spots grew all over the body.

Seeing that Pei Ling was about to turn into a corpse, his breath was slightly stagnant, and all the corpse spots all over his body began to quickly retreat and disappear.

Soon, he returned to normal without the slightest corpse aura.

But it was the Hedao female cultivator who was pinching his neck. On the pale and delicate skin, ferocious and terrifying corpse spots grew.

The Hedao female cultivator had an expressionless expression on her face, and there was a rare hint of surprise.

She opened her mouth lightly, and said stiffly, "The Great Dao returns to the void..."

"pity…"

"Return to Void... is to return to Void..."

"Even though you have the protection of the law... and... but... it is... lingering on..."

"You, you can't leave this place alive..."

At first, the voice of the female cultivator was hoarse and jerky, as if she hadn't spoken for a long time, but the more she went on, the smoother she spoke.

Seeing the senior Su Clan speak, Pei Ling ran the [Eclipse Sun Secret Record] to resist the erosion and plundering of his own destiny by the other party, and said anxiously: "Senior! I am your descendant of blood!"

"I'm the son of the Pillowstone Su Clan!"

As he said that, the mana in his body circulated, but it was already running [Mingtian Great Dream] in the dark!

This female cultivator's realm is a big realm higher than his, and ordinary techniques pose little threat to him. Only immortal techniques such as [Mingtian Dameng] can control the opponent!

And Pei Ling now has the fortune of two gates, and he has absorbed two gates, and he has the power of law needed to display [Dream of Heaven] in his body!

Su Clan's female cultivator lowered her eyes slightly. There seemed to be thousands of stars under her long fan-like eyelashes. She said a little dully: "It is indeed... the breath of my holy sect..."

"But...your bloodline...is not from my Su clan..."

"Furthermore, even if it is indeed my Su Clan's junior, then... how..."

"Your destiny can help this seat regain its new life... It's not a waste of family cultivation to cultivate you..."

While speaking, Su's female cultivator continued to hold Pei Ling's throat.

Pei Ling's fate is constantly flowing into his body, growing that ray of vitality little by little.

reborn?

It turned out that the other party was already dead!

Thinking of this, Pei Ling's face changed immediately, and he instantly turned into the appearance of Su Lijing.

Pei Ling said immediately: "Senior, my identity was just disguised."

"This is my true face!"

"I'm the son of the Pillowstone Su Clan, Su Lijing!"

"The current Sect Master of the Holy Sect!"

"The ancestor of 'Mingxue' left the customs not long ago, and he personally summoned me!"

Speaking of which, Pei Ling didn't know how to imitate Su Lijing's tone, so he directly copied the promise that the other party gave him at the beginning, and after a little modification, he said in one breath, "I also ask the seniors to be merciful. After returning to the sect, the future sect master No matter the position or the great sect, they are all seniors!"

"I, Su Lijing, don't want anything!"

"Senior Mingjian! I, Su Lijing, are recognized all over the world with a magnificent bearing and a word!"

"From now on, the predecessors will definitely be able to be like the patriarchs of the Holy Sect, with great power and great glory!"

"Senior, such a great opportunity to meet face to face, once missed, it is a rare opportunity."

"Senior, please think twice!"