"Master, there are two hundred and fifty-eight people who can't go down here, and most of them are little ghosts like me.
There were nine of them in the Greater Ghost Realm, and they ruled the entire West Mountain Graveyard and all the ghosts within a ten-kilometer radius!”
Peng Yu didn't know that he had changed the way he addressed Yang Hao. However, Yang Hao didn't care about these details. Instead, he frowned and asked,""Are there no Ghost Spirits? Also, did these evil spirits kill people or ghosts?”
Yang Hao didn't expect that there were so many ghosts here, but their overall strength was so weak.
There were more than 200 ghosts, but there were so few big ghosts!
"Master, you might not know this, but the West Mountain is not a land of Feng Shui. The Yin Qi is very weak.
We have no way to go to the netherworld. In this day and age, the paper money that we burn is basically useless waste printing paper.
"This situation has caused us to absorb Yin Qi at night. We can only barely maintain the condensation of the soul body. How can we have the energy to strengthen the soul body?
Moreover..." As he said this, Yang Hao clearly saw his ghostly eyes sweep over his bag and make a swallowing action.
"And even if we have family and friends coming to visit the grave, even if there are some useful things, we can't enjoy them ourselves!”
"If you can guess, then let's talk about other things. Whether these big ghosts eat ghosts or not depends on whether they have murderous aura!" Yang Hao said.”
"Yes, very heavy!" This time, he answered very quickly.
As he spoke, the ghost face revealed an obvious fear.
"The big ghosts here all have a baleful aura.
In the past, there were still some good ghosts who did not bully people and had also reached the level of big ghosts. However, the cemetery had not been established at that time, and there were still some ghosts buried in the nearby villages and towns.
When did they not have machines? Every year, there would be offerings and incense to be absorbed during festivals. However, after the cemetery was built, those kind-hearted big ghosts were gone. Almost all of them were swallowed by some vicious ghosts!”
"I see!" Yang Hao smiled.
At this moment, he seemed to see a large amount of merit waving at him.
In his heart, Yang Hao also felt that his decision to come here was extremely wise!
"Grandmaster…Are you going to..." Peng Yu asked tentatively.
At this moment, he had a crazy and bold idea in his heart. Moreover, if this idea came true, he would really wake up laughing in his dreams.
This was because these days were really not for ghosts to live!
There were still laws in the human world. Being a ghost, especially for ghosts like them who couldn't go down to the living world, was simply worse than hell!
Although hell was bitter, there was only torture and pain there. It wouldn't really make your soul dissipate. But it was different here!
Life and death depended on one's mood. Perhaps one day, some big ghost would be unhappy to see you step out of the grave with your left foot first. It would swallow you on the spot and turn you into its foundation for strength. At the same time, it would add some longevity or something…
Such situations were common in the West Mountain Graveyard.
"It's nothing. It's a good thing for you. I'm ready to uphold justice!”
Yang Hao said righteously.
After that, looking at Peng Yu, whose soul was so shocked that it seemed to have dissipated because of his words, Yang Hao spoke again.
"Tell me about these big ghosts. Oh right, they aren't staying together, right?”
Yang Hao had long known about the difference between the power of cultivation and the power of ghosts.
Ghosts, excluding the souls of the dead in the first realm, the second realm, the Little Ghost Realm, corresponded to the Dao condensation realm of cultivation.
It was only at Yang Hao's current realm. However, as long as a Daoist knew some spells or had a few talismans, he could suppress ghosts of the same realm and torture them…
However, when facing a big ghost, the average stage of entering the path was not enough.
Of course, if there were powerful offensive spells or talismans, that would be another matter.
Just like Yang Hao, if it was really the case, there would be no items that could be exchanged from the system.
At the stage of entering the Dao, one would at most have a set of introductory sword scriptures and some basic talisman techniques.
At most, the power of the talisman paper would not exceed that of the Lightning Transformation Talisman.
He didn't even need to think about things like hundred-year thunderstruck wood. To have a hundred-year peach wood sword, one had to be extremely lucky.
In this situation, other than Lil Ru who was accidentally killed by the Lightning Transformation Talisman at close range, the other big ghosts might only be able to face the lecher Yang Hao head-on. If it was the Ghost Blade that day, Yang Hao would probably kneel.
Without the hundred-year-old Thunderstruck Wooden Sword, the Lightning Transformation Talismans would not have appeared in large quantities. In fact, there would not have been any medicinal pills to recover them. If he wanted to get rid of the evil ghost so easily, he could only dream about it.
Of course, there were no ifs. Although this system was a little weak and couldn't make him 999 per second, there was also an advantage.
As long as he had commission points, there would be unlimited possibilities.
However, Yang Hao didn't want to be too reckless. He had limited assets now, and his commission points were only around 50,000 points. He only had 500 points of magical power. Even if he had pills, it would take time to recover. One minute was also time. If he used up all his magical power in battle, his opponent wouldn't stop him in the middle of the battle.
Peng Yu didn't know what Yang Hao was thinking, but he answered his questions quickly.
"Master, they usually stay in the West Mountain Cemetery, but they occasionally go out for a walk. However, I know that at midnight tonight, at the abandoned funeral parlor ten kilometers south of us, there will be a ghost king getting married.”
When Peng Yu spoke, he felt a little uneasy.
Yang Hao wasn't Uncle Ying. He was so young, and he didn't know what kind of tricks Yang Hao had. He only had the ability to see ghosts now. In this situation, he had to go after those big ghosts.
Of course, success was good.
If he didn't succeed, if he exposed that Yang Hao had come into contact with him, there was no need to mention his fate.
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