Wang Jin's words stunned Zhang Haoran, and then he scolded,"Don't show off. Go to the side and restrain Boss. I'll see if I can get rid of the short sword in his hand!”
During this period of time, apart from cultivating, Zhang Haoran had also read a lot of books on cultivation. He also had some understanding of the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.
The baneful aura of the ghost soldiers was formed from killing too many people. This kind of baneful aura was different from the ghost aura, but the baneful aura of the soldiers.
The Termination Energy was not only not afraid of things that ordinary ghosts feared, but it also had a certain restraining effect on ghosts and other Yin Qi objects. If Wang Jin absorbed the Termination Energy, it would be no different from courting death.
This was also the reason why the Termination Energy could break through the Big Dipper Evil-vanquishing Talisman.
After spending some time together, Zhang Haoran naturally didn't want Wang Jin's soul to dissipate under the Termination Energy attack.
"This…"
Wang Jin smiled bitterly. After thinking for a moment, he immediately understood why Zhang Haoran would scold him. A warm current rose in his heart, and he followed Zhang Haoran even more firmly, facing Chu He who was charging at him.
"Get out of the way!"
Before Chu He could get close, the ghastly baleful aura had already approached with the sound of ghosts crying. Zhang Haoran roared, and his muscles tensed up as he kicked at the ghost soldier in Chu He's hand.
As long as the ghost soldiers left Chu He's body, he had a way to deal with this evil thing.
At this moment, the black gas on Chu He's body suddenly shrank, and his body shifted by more than three feet.
Zhang Haoran's confident kick missed and he almost fell to the ground. Before he could react, he saw from the corner of his eye," The pitch-black dagger was like a small snake spitting out its malevolent tongue as it headed straight for the left temple of his head.
"This is bad!"
Zhang Haoran was shocked. At this moment, his body was unstable and he was unable to make any resistance movements at all.
"Give me your life!"
Just as Zhang Haoran was completely disheartened, Wang Jin's angry roar sounded in his ears.
Following that, Zhang Haoran only felt a gust of wind. He focused his gaze and saw that Chu He was still in an attacking posture, but the black Termination Energy on his body was still trembling rapidly. The whimpers were filled with fear, as if they had encountered their natural enemy.
Seeing that Zhang Haoran was fine, Wang Jin heaved a sigh of relief. If the Yin soldiers succeeded, he would die a hundred deaths.
"You dare to cause trouble with a mere Termination Energy?”
Giving Zhang Haoran a reassuring look, Wang Jin's Specter Body suddenly expanded to twice its size. Its mouth was so big that it almost took up half of its face. Yin Qi swirled in its mouth like a black hole in the nebula. A huge suction force was emitted from the black hole.
"Woo…"
The sound of wind and sorrowful wails mixed together and echoed throughout the entire tomb. In an instant, the gloomy tomb seemed to have entered a ghost's domain.
Zhang Haoran saw it very clearly. The fiendish aura that enveloped Chu He's body was stripped away bit by bit, and it followed the huge suction force into Wang Jin's mouth.
"How can Spectral Soul absorb Termination Energy?”
A huge question mark appeared in his mind. Before Zhang Haoran could figure it out, he realized that Chu He, whose eyes were originally lifeless, suddenly blinked, as if he had woken up a little.
"Boss, hurry up and throw that thing away!”
As soon as Zhang Haoran finished speaking, Chu He, who had woken up, shook his hand. The pitch-black ghost soldier's short sword left his hand and fell to the ground with a ding.
Seeing this, Wang Jin also stopped absorbing the Termination Energy and his body quickly returned to its original size. The soul that had condensed earlier was now somewhat transparent, as if it could disappear at any moment.
"Fortunately, I didn't fail you."
Nodding at Zhang Haoran, Wang Jin's soul disappeared and entered the talisman to recuperate.
"Haoran, what happened to me just now?”
Chu He, who had regained his clarity, looked at his hands and asked with a puzzled expression. He still had some memories in his mind, but he didn't know what had happened.
Zhang Haoran heaved a sigh of relief, a lingering fear surging in his heart. If Wang Jin hadn't absorbed the Termination Energy in a hurry, he might have already been a corpse.
After calming himself down, he was about to speak when a rumbling sound suddenly came from the tomb, like ten thousand horses galloping.
The two of them were shocked at the same time and looked in the direction of the sound. The short sword that Chu He had thrown to the ground automatically floated in the air. The short sword trembled rapidly, and the tip of the sword spat out black light, pointing directly at Zhang Haoran's glabella.
Whoosh!
An ear-piercing explosion sounded. Chu He saw the ghost soldier turn into a streak of black gas and arrive in front of Zhang Haoran in the blink of an eye.
"Haoran!"
Chu He was shocked and ran towards Zhang Haoran with all his might. However, his speed was too slow compared to the short sword.
"Hmph, you still want to make a final blow?"
Boundless murderous aura enveloped him. Zhang Haoran's eyes flickered with divine light. His right hand seemed slow but was actually fast. Just as the ghost weapon's short sword was about to enter his forehead, he grabbed the hilt of the ghost weapon.
The nether soldiers 'advance came to a halt. The sword that should have been hard twisted and struggled like a living thing. The sword chime exploded in the tomb. Chu He, who was originally running, covered his ears with his hands and squatted down with a painful expression.
"You still dare to be arrogant when you're about to die!"
Zhang Haoran laughed coldly. His right hand suddenly pulled the ghost soldier to his chest, and his left index finger gently cut the blade of the ghost soldier. Bright red blood sprayed out, making a sizzling sound when it landed on the ghost soldier.
"Heaven and Earth are boundless, refine with True Yang!"
With a light shout, Zhang Haoran conjured a seal with his left hand, and the pure zhenqi in his right hand rushed straight into the ghost soldier.
Weng!
As if sensing that his life was about to end, the ghost soldier's dagger struggled.
As Genuine Qi was poured into the pitch-black ghost soldiers, the black gas retreated inch by inch.
In Zhang Haoran's eyes, these specters, which were like specks of light, detached from the short sword. They knelt in the air toward Zhang Haoran and disappeared. Every specter had a relieved smile on their faces.
"I wish to be reborn in bliss."
Zhang Haoran murmured softly. Every time Spectral Soul kowtowed, a surge of pure spirit qi would enter his body.
When the black baneful aura on the ghost soldiers completely disappeared, not only did Zhang Haoran's zhenqi not run out because of refining the ghost soldiers, but it also increased by a large margin.
"What a good sword."
After the baleful aura disappeared, the short sword in his sleeve finally revealed its true face.
The blade that reflected the cold light gave people a feeling of fear. The short sword was carved with ancient patterns, and a thin line of blood extended from the hilt to the tip of the sword, adding a bit of sharpness.
Zhang Haoran flicked his finger, and a clear buzzing sound came from the sword, echoing throughout the tomb.
"Haoran, are you alright?"
Chu He, who still had a pained expression on his face, stood up and asked when he saw Zhang Haoran playing with the sword in his sleeve that had changed greatly.
Zhang Haoran nodded. With a flick of his right hand, the sword in his sleeve disappeared.
Chu He didn't mind. Although this sword in the sleeve was the possession of his ancestor Chu Wushuang, it was too strange.
The Chu Clan didn't have the ability to control such an otherworldly soldier. If he brought it back, he was afraid that there would be more trouble. Since Zhang Haoran was able to subdue such a ghost soldier, it would be best if Zhang Haoran took away the sword in his sleeve. Moreover, Zhang Haoran was his good brother. Was he afraid that he would cheat him?
Chu He bowed towards the damaged Worship Platform and swept his gaze across the tomb that was in a mess because of the battle. He nodded at Zhang Haoran, who was waiting for him, and the two of them left the tomb together.
"Are you guys alright?"
"There was a crackling sound inside just now. What happened?”
"Let's leave quickly. This place is eerie.”
……
Seeing the two of them walk out, Lin Kong, Han Qiang, and the others went up to them with worried faces and asked all kinds of questions.
"Are you alright?"
Han Yuting walked to Zhang Haoran's side and looked at him from head to toe with a worried expression. She gradually relaxed when she found that there was no injury.
Zhang Haoran gently touched Han Yuting's small waist. At this moment, a trace of uneasiness surged in his heart. Ever since he had obtained the orthodoxy spiritual altar, this could be said to be the most dangerous time, and similar dangers would come one after another in the future.
From the moment he obtained the orthodoxy spiritual altar, his life was destined to never be peaceful again.
Not only him, but the people around him were the same. Looking at the worried people around him, he silently made a decision.
Their ordinary lives had already left them, and he could not protect them all the time. In order to prevent a tragedy from happening, in the following days, he had to find an opportunity to draw Han Yuting and the others into Tianyi Dao.
Just as this thought appeared, Zhang Haoran suddenly heard a "ding" sound, and a piece of information appeared in his mind.
"Inheritor of the orthodoxy: Zhang Haoran.
[Spiritual Altar Level: Level 3]
[True Element: 1200]
[Cultivation Realm: Level 3 Qi Condensation]
[Current talismans: Heart Illusion Talisman, Big Dipper Evil-warding Talisman, Hundred Solution Talisman.]
Can learn talismans: Heavenly Eye Talisman, Spirit Forming Talisman.
The Heaven Eye Talisman can open the Heaven Eye to observe the Great Dao of the Heaven and Earth and the subtle mysteries of the universe. The higher the grade of the Heaven Eye, the more primeval essence it would consume. Be careful!
The Spirit-Forming Talisman could gather spiritual energy in a small area and increase one's cultivation speed. It could be stacked and could not be used in more than three pieces.
Activate the Feng Shui system."
Seeing this, Zhang Haoran was slightly happy. Regardless of whether it was the Heaven Eye Talisman's function, the Spirit Forming Talisman was a talisman that he urgently needed.
Although he had reached the third level of Qi Condensation in such a short time, it was all due to coincidence and the discovery of the spirit vein.
As his cultivation level increased, the spiritual energy provided by the spirit vein became thinner and thinner. The appearance of the spirit gathering talisman really solved his urgent need.
"Feng Shui system?"
After checking the Dao talisman, Zhang Haoran realized that a new branch had been opened after the system upgraded.
" Feng Shui: Burial is to take advantage of vital energy. When the wind blows, the vital energy will disperse, and when the boundary water flows, the vital energy will stop. The ancients gathered the vital energy and did not disperse it, but when they moved, they stopped it. Therefore, it is called Feng Shui. The method of Feng Shui is to obtain water first, and to store the wind second.”
"Observing the mysteries of the universe, observing the trend of the dragon veins of heaven and earth, observing the momentum of the wind and clouds of heaven and earth, observing the fate of life in the world, determining the fate of the country and dynasty, one of the five Daoist techniques.”
" Avoiding calamities when you know them, driving them away when you know your happiness and longevity, using them when you control life and death, and changing them for the benefit of the common people.”
……
A series of information kept appearing in his mind.
All in all, Feng Shui was very important, especially in daily life.
"Why didn't you improve your physical fitness?”
Just as the joy passed, Zhang Haoran realized that something was wrong.
Every time his spiritual altar leveled up, his physical fitness would improve, but this time, he didn't feel anything. He didn't even have the chance to undergo the last of his three cleanings.
"Do I have to upgrade my spiritual altar again?"
Zhang Haoran pondered in his heart. Suddenly, a soft sound rang in his ear again.
Ding!
"Mission: Accept a disciple within ten days. They had to be blessed, no older than 30 years old, have good character, and sincerely acknowledge a master.
[Mission Reward: Third Purification.]
[Mission Failure: First Lightning Tribulation.]”
"First lightning tribulation? What's that?"
The sudden mission made Zhang Haoran's heart skip a beat. Could it be that he wanted to lure Chu He and the others into Tianyi Dao? However, what was the punishment for failing this mission?
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