Aren't only resentful ghosts attacking?
Or is it interesting that the ghost spell just performed touched something?
Seeing that the atmosphere around him was getting colder and colder, Qing Qing tried his best to shrink his body, but he was talking nonsense. Li Ting felt that it was not possible.
If this continues, he will be dead.
So he made a prompt decision, took a step back, hugged the Silk Dust Flower, and began to chant, "Cultivation to immortality, cultivation of immortality, cultivation of immortality, cultivation of immortality..."
Under such a voice, the ghost hesitated. It slowly turned its head and "looked" at Li Ting.
The black mist on its body no longer squirmed as before, as if it was about to swallow the little girl, but it did not completely dissipate.
"Let go, whether it's Silica Flower or Xiuxian, they should be more important than her." Li Ting was trying to communicate, because he remembered that Ye Sanxiu in the ghost state, although he had no emotions and memories, was still able to use Communicate about obsession-related matters.
After a while, the fog strips on Wang Gui's body slowly retracted. It stayed in place for a long time, until Li Ting hesitated, and then slowly floated towards him.
At that moment, Li Ting was so moved that he almost wanted to touch its ghostly head.
Of course he didn't.
Li Ting put down the silicon dust flower, squatted down close to the little girl, and said, "How is it?"
"Okay, okay." The little girl said.
"What's good?"
"It hurts." Qi Qi slowly raised his head, revealing his spreading gray-black eyes. The whites of his eyes were bloodless, like gray fog at night.
Li Ting probably knew that if the whites of the ghost's eyes turned red, he might attack him, so he just paused and helped the little girl up.
"How can it be better?"
"It's better, it's better, it's better now." The child's voice was clean and pleasant, but the cold air filled the air from the surrounding blood and the little girl's body.
Li Ting's expression remained unchanged and he patiently adjusted his words, "How can you recover?"
"Absorb the yin energy and you will recover."
Seeing that Funny finally answered the question normally, Li Ting breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "What is that on the ground?"
"The ghost was injured, and the Yin Qi was scattered. Oh, brother, it passed by the big sword. From its breath, I felt that there was a big sword in the north."
"Can you stand up now?"
Funny smiled quietly, with the corners of his mouth raised high.
She stretched out her arms, but there was nothing there, and only black mist remained on her lower body.
"cannot."
"How long will it take to stand up?"
"Ten days, but no hands in sight."
Li Ting nodded and continued to ask: "What did you do to him just now? Why did he attack you?"
"Ghosts are different from people. Their bodies are made of Yin energy, and are engraved with everything they have experienced, so the Wangchuan River can reflect it. I ate the resentful ghost last time and became stronger. When I went to the underworld, I learned from the Wangchuan River. I can I saw some pictures, but I didn’t learn well, and when I peeked at it, it was like taking its body apart to form a painting. It would feel uncomfortable. Normally, ghosts would not actively attack people, but if you make it feel uncomfortable, It still fights back.”
"Well, is there any way to speed up your absorption of Yin Qi?"
"Go to any place with strong yin energy, or eat raw ghosts or resentful ghosts." He said interestingly.
"Like a cemetery?"
"Well, that's okay."
"Okay, I get it." Li Ting clarified his thoughts, then walked to the table, took out paper and pen, and drew a giant sword stuck straight on the ground. He sketched the pattern bit by bit, and then raised it until it was interesting. In front of him, he asked: "Is this it? The place where ghosts pass by."
"Yes." Qingqu replied blankly, without asking Li Ting how he knew.
Li Ting sighed. This sword was the sword used to suppress Xie Yiyin's former sect, the Baiwei Sect. There were almost no mountains there. After arriving, he could use day and night to reconstruct where the ghost came from.
So he really doesn't need to stay here anymore, and apart from Longshan and Yeming, the Zhengling Sect doesn't have any new acquaintances. In this case, it's better to escape.
You can see if there are any sect tasks tomorrow, and he will not come back after taking it. Li Ting looked solemn, and after thinking about it, he put the day and night aside and closed his eyes.
The next day, before he opened his eyes, he heard a knock on the door. Remembering Xie Yiyin's words to find him, the laziness in Li Ting's eyes faded, "Who is it?"
Hearing Ye Ming's familiar voice, Li Ting yawned, but held it back because of his anger.
"Brother Li, it's me... senior Xie."
Li Ting put away Day and Night with his backhand, arranged his hair and clothes, then opened the door and said hello politely, "I've met senior."
A flash of emerald green almost hit his face. Li Ting took a step back and saw clearly how many bamboos Ye Ming was carrying...
"This is?"
"Don't you want to raise bamboo shoots? This one is suitable. I picked it from Lengzhu Peak after asking my senior brother." Ye Ming said with a smile.
It was so efficient that Li Ting didn't know whether to deal with Xie Yiyin first or explain to Ye Ming about his departure.
"Thanks."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Xie Yiyin and said, "Senior, what's the matter?"
Xie Yiyin glanced at Ye Ming, without any hesitation, and said directly: "Chen Shi."
Li Ting fell silent, and so did Ye Ming, who was carrying the bamboo.
Xie Yiyin thought about it all night. The events of the past few days kept repeating in his mind, and the details were pondered over and over again. He finally figured out one thing, that is, Chen Shi could let Ye Ming hold his day and night. It shows that these two people must have a close relationship.
Although they were not public, as long as they were willing to investigate, they would know that Ye Ming and Li Ting always appeared together in the Zhengling Sect, and his attitude toward Li Ting was equal, and even a little submissive.
Although the familiar tone and movements were enough to prove Li Ting's identity, Ye Ming's presence made Xie Yiyin confirm the answer.
So he felt there was no need to be secretive at this time.
Li Tingwenyan glanced at the sky and said, "It's Chen time, what's the point of thanking you, senior?"
Ye Ming was shocked. He felt that Brother Li was really suitable to be an actor. There was no flaw in his words, so he also didn't understand how Xie Yiyin discovered the other party's identity.
Xie Yiyin's expression was a little stiff and he said: "It doesn't have to be like this, Chen Shi, I was not in Jinni Marsh at that time..."
Li Ting's face turned a little pale when he talked about Jin Ninuma. He instantly recalled the pain of the explosion of the golden elixir. He even experienced it twice, the kind where the whole body was shattered, and every piece of it was shattered. The feeling of flesh being cut, pulled, and burned, the whole person being evaporated, and all senses being deprived...it was so painful.
Those who have never died will not understand.
His eyes were a little cold, with a strange anger. Li Ting tried his best to suppress that feeling and said, "Senior, I'm not feeling well. I don't quite understand what you said." After he said that, he was about to close the door. .
Both of them noticed his pale face, and Ye Ming's eyes instantly became unfriendly.
Xie Yiyin closed his mouth. He hesitated for a moment and summoned the Langbai hook with his backhand. Before he could make a move, Ye Ming suddenly stepped forward to block Li Ting, "What are you going to do?"
The bamboo fell to the ground with a crackle, and Ye Ming summoned his sword with his backhand.
Xie Yiyin's expression turned cold. A junior in the Yunling stage also wanted to stop him? He saw that this kid was just here to cause trouble, and he couldn't even finish his words if he didn't deal with him. Thinking of this, he hit him with a hook. Seeing this, Ye Ming raised his sword to resist. When the magic power surged, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Brother Li, run away." He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said firmly.
As for Li Ting, looking at the messy scene in front of him, his eyes were completely devoid of warmth.
