"Mr..Mr. sir?"
The girl murmured in her mouth, and then bowed respectfully to Shen Luo, "Ling'er, I have met the young master."
"Um."
Shen Luo nodded, waved his sleeves slightly, and lifted the girl up to bow.
"Ling'er, you are now the body of a ghost cultivator. Ghost cultivators are alien beings in the Immortal World of the Endless Sea. If you appear in front of me arrogantly, you will easily be targeted by others."
"By chance, I have a soul sail in my hand for you to hide and practice."
With that said, Shen Luo patted the storage bag on his waist and took out a small black canvas flag in his hand.
"Young Master Ling'er doesn't understand very well. Ghost cultivators can cultivate just like immortals, so why are ghost cultivators alien and vulnerable to being targeted by others?" Ling'er blinked and asked in confusion.
"Ling'er, you need to know that although ghost cultivators occupy the word "xiu", in the final analysis they are ghosts and not humans, and as ghost cultivators increase their own cultivation, their souls will become thicker and purer."
"This kind of ghost cultivation with pure and flawless souls is a great tonic and the best panacea for those who have injured souls or are born with soul defects."
"As long as you refine it with a secret method, it can have the effect of repairing and nourishing the soul."
"Oh my God! It's so scary."
"I didn't expect that there would be such horrifying things in the world of immortality."
Ling'er was frightened, covering half of her face with her small transparent hands, with a look of shock and fear on her face.
"Yes, that's why for your safety, Ling'er, I specially took out this soul sail for you to use for hiding and training." Shen Luo waved the small black canvas in his hand and said as a gesture.
He spoke calmly of caring about the girl's safety, but in fact, he still had some selfish motives in his heart, that is, he wanted to use his soul sail to temporarily control the girl in front of him.
Now his cultivation strength is still too weak. Although Shen Luo is confident that he has the power to fight against the late Jindan cultivators, he can only be intimidated by the existence of the fake infant realm.
Monks like those in the false infant realm have already half-stepped into the Nascent Infant realm. In terms of magical power, they are not comparable to the late-stage Jindan monks.
Ling'er was a ghost cultivator in the fake infant realm. If the two of them got along in the future and had an unpleasant falling out, Shen Luo would definitely not be Ling'er's opponent based on Shen Luo's current mid-stage Jindan cultivation.
Therefore, in order to prevent himself from seeking skin from a tiger, Shen Luo had no choice but to propose the method of hiding as a ghost cultivator, allowing the girl to enter the soul-eating sail to hide and practice.
In this way, if the other party really falls out with him one day, as long as the soul sail is in his hands, the girl will be suppressed by him.
The harmless, pretty and lovely girl in front of him, from the brief conversation with Ling'er before, Shen Luo could feel that Ling'er was not that kind of person.
But who can guarantee that people will always be like this, so there is nothing wrong with being cautious.
Whether you have a sword in your hand or not, and whether you have a sword in your hand and don't use it, are completely different things.
Ling'er didn't know Shen Luo's intention. She had never seen Hun Fan with a curious face. She looked at the small black canvas in Shen Luo's hand and said doubtfully: "Master, is this the Hun Fan that I can hide in? What a small one." Ah, how do I get in?"
"Ling'er, please keep an eye on it."
Shen Luo waved his big hand, threw the small black cloth soul sail, and then quickly pointed the small sail in the air.
A black aura flashed from the small black canvas, and in the next second it turned into a flag sail several feet long suspended in the air. The black flag was submerged in the thick Yin Qi on the altar and looked sinister.
After doing all this, Shen Luo changed his hands to pinch out the magic formula, and then pointed out a purple spiritual light that sank into the black soul sail. When the purple spiritual light was injected into the black canvas of the soul sail, a layer of lavender glow appeared all over his body.
Ling'er looked up at the floating soul sail above her head, emitting purple rays of light. Not knowing what Shen Luo was going to do, she turned to Shen Luo and asked softly: "Master, what are you doing?"
Shen Luo did not answer Ling'er's words, but raised the sword finger of his right hand to draw a circle in front of him, and then pointed the sword finger in the void a little forward, and shouted, "Suck!"
I saw the soul sail suspended in the air with a purple glow, and suddenly spun at an extremely fast speed, spinning so fast that it formed a small purple whirlwind.
At the same time as the whirlwind rotates rapidly, the soul sail inside also rotates, frantically absorbing the surrounding Yin Qi, and absorbing all the Yin Qi into the Soul Sail.
"Ling'er, didn't you just ask me what I was doing? Now I can tell you directly that my soul sail is absorbing the yin energy here."
"You have to know that if a ghost cultivator wants to practice, he must continuously absorb and refine Yin Qi. My soul sail can not only hide the Yin soul, but also absorb Yin Qi and store it inside."
"You want to follow me, but there is no Yin Qi in my training place, so I have to use this soul sail to absorb some Yin Qi and use it as a training place for you in the future."
"It turns out that the young master did all this for me."
Ling'er felt warm in her heart and said gratefully: "Thank you so much, Master. Ling'er will definitely live up to Master's expectations and practice hard."
"That's the best thing you can think of."
Shen Luo smiled slightly.
Just like this, one person and one ghost stood on the altar, waiting for the soul sail to absorb enough Yin Qi.
Mo Yue waited for almost two hours, floating in the sky to absorb the Yin Qi soul sail, before it stopped rotating at high speed, slowly fell from the air and flew into Shen Luo's hand.
"The Yin Qi stored in this should be enough for you, Ling'er, to use for a while." Shen Luo said, holding the soul sail in his hand.
"Master, are we leaving now?"
"The forbidden magic circle on the island has been lifted. It's time for us to leave." Shen Luo looked up and said.
Hearing that she was about to leave here, the girl who was supposed to be happy suddenly turned sad. She turned around and looked in a certain direction, "Sir, Ling'er wants to go somewhere and take a look before leaving. Is that okay?"
"Okay, I'll go with you."
Shen Luo agreed without even thinking about it.
"Thank you, sir."
Without saying a word, Shen Luo sacrificed the flying boat spirit weapon he used to build the foundation. Standing on the flying boat, Ling'er stood up and her translucent body floated behind him.
Following the direction given by Ling'er, Shen Luo drove the flying boat and took Ling'er away from the altar platform and flew towards the far west.
The flying boat flew very fast, but within two sticks of incense, it arrived at a small, abandoned village.
Standing on top of the flying boat, I looked down at the once extremely familiar small village, which was now in ruins.
There was an indescribable sadness on Ling'er's pretty face. This was her home and the place where she once lived, but it was now in ruins.
Shen Luo was silent as he watched the girl lose her soul. He didn't know what to say or how to comfort her. This girl who had lost her family and her home could only watch silently.
After a long time, the girl recovered from her sadness and said slowly to Shen Luo: "Master, let's go."
"good."
