I want to cultivate swordsman

The open space beside the pine and tiger forest,

Xu Zhiqiu's previous portrayal of the Shuling Formation was perfect.

The formation looks like an ellipse, about two feet long, and the lines and patterns are dense and precise, without any mistakes.

Even if the elders of the Qingyang Sect suddenly appeared here, they couldn't find any faults.

Xu Zhiqiu himself was also very satisfied, he held the mahogany sword and looked at the edge of the circle for a while, then motioned for Zhao Liangcai and Shaobing to enter the circle, acting as bait to lure ghosts.

Zhao Liangcai had 1 reluctances in his heart, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk over in order not to be entangled by the female ghost in the future.

The same is true for biscuits.

The two of them lowered their heads and hooked their necks. Their appearance was a little funny, like death row prisoners who were sent to the execution ground after being asked to be killed in autumn. If their faces were dirtier, they would look more similar.

The master and servant stayed in the circle for a while.

Shaobing crossed his legs, trembling.

He looked at Xu Zhiqiu, who was holding a mahogany sword, and couldn't help asking: "Immortal, will that female ghost really appear again? I saw that she was scared away by you last night, and she might not dare to show up again." Bar?"

This is both a question and a flattery.

Shaobing has been a servant for many years, so he is very good at flattering.

Xu Zhiqiu waved the wooden sword, pointing the tip of the sword at the ground and said: "The female ghost has not yet reached the ghost pawn state, and she still can't stay away from life objects for too long. As long as it reaches midnight, she will appear nearby."

The ghost state is equivalent to the foundation building state of monks.

Life objects are the most important items for ghosts when they are born, such as the picture scroll of the female ghost in the painting, and the jade hairpin of the female ghost.

Only by cultivating to the ghost pawn state can one get rid of the entanglement of life and things.

Shaobing looked up at the night, counting the time, and it was very close to midnight, so he couldn't help shivering, his scalp tingling.

Zhao Liangcai who was beside him could barely stand, and said in a trembling voice: "Then how should I and Shaobing attract ghosts, is it possible to just stand here?"

Xu Zhiqiu said: "Of course it's more than that. Although the female ghost in red did evil and harmed others, she was extremely fond of talent and learning during her lifetime. She had a special liking for poetry, and Mr. Zhao happened to be proficient in all kinds of poems, songs, and Fu. With a few poems, you can attract female ghosts into the battle."

Read poetry?Zhao Liangcai was a little dumbfounded, with an embarrassed look on his face. He opened his mouth and said falteringly, "There is no...other way?"

Xu Zhiqiu shook his head slightly.

At this time, Shaobing interjected: "Immortal, my young master is indeed proficient in poetry and poetry... But I don't know what kind of poems to read to attract ghosts. Is it love poems or other poems."

Xu Zhiqiu didn't know either, and said casually, "Good poetry is fine."

Shaobing immediately rolled his eyes, thought for a while, and whispered in his young master's ear: "Master, why don't you take out the poem written for Miss Ruyue, anyway, there is no one else here, just to attract ghosts That's all."

Zhao Liangcai muttered, "Can it work?"

Shaobing was also uncertain, but still said: "You have to try to know, maybe that female ghost is good at it."

The two whispered to each other for a while, and Zhao Liangcai finally agreed.

He cleared his throat, and said inexplicably a little shyly, "Shall we start now?"

Xu Zhiqiu nodded and said, "It's almost time."

Zhao Liangcai coughed twice again, pulled out the folding fan from his waist, and began to recite the poems he wrote in Zuichun Tower:

"Hazy crisp twin moons falling into red clothes."

He opened the folding fan and looked affectionately at the moon in the night.

"Bright purple embedding white and raising the sun."

Close your eyes, all eyes are memories.

"I don't know why the dragon bird rises."

Taking a step forward, the tone of voice gradually raised, but it also has the temperament of a scholar.

"Like a fairy but not a drunken golden hall."

After saying that, a lingering aftertaste appeared on his face, and the terrified and frightened appearance just now disappeared completely, as if his personality had changed in an instant.

Shaobing immediately clapped hands and applauded, wishing to throw himself into his arms.

Xu Zhiqiu squinted his eyes slightly, a little surprised, and never thought that the young master of the Zhao family was really talented.

It's just that this poem is a bit...

"call--"

A gust of evil wind emerged out of nowhere in the Songhu Forest.

The wind whistled, rolling a few fallen leaves into the air.

The fallen leaves turned yellow with clear textures, turned around a few times and fell to the ground again.

Xu Zhiqiu shouted in a low voice, "Here she is!"

Zhao Liangcai returned to his cowardly appearance in an instant, hiding behind the biscuits and shivering non-stop.

Shaobing had a bitter face, and there was nowhere to hide if she wanted to.

Soon, the three of them saw a red shadow floating out of the woods.

It was the female ghost in red.

Compared with last night, the red dress on her body that was torn by the sword energy has healed, and her beautiful and charming face is still fascinating, but her eyes are a little dazed, trapped by obsession, and she walks step by step towards Zhao Liangcai in the center of the magic circle. go.

Zhao Liangcai didn't dare to look too much, stuck out half of his head behind the sesame seed cake, and shrank back.

Shaobing gritted his teeth and persisted, trying not to faint, and cried out from his throat: "Immortal, don't forget to save me."

Xu Zhiqiu didn't say a word, just held his breath and watched quietly as the female ghost in red walked towards the magic circle.

One breath, three breaths, five breaths.

Just after five breaths, the female ghost in red stepped into the Shuling Formation, only half a foot away from Zhao Liangcai and Shaobing.

Xu Zhiqiu suddenly shouted: "Get out of the circle and run out!"

Both the master and the servant ran wildly without any hesitation, using all their strength. After they ran out of the circle, Xu Zhiqiu circulated the true energy in his body to activate the spirit circle.

True Qi came out through the body, wandering among the lines of the formation like a spirit snake, and soon, as if the beam of spirits was ignited, a glistening white light rose, and a faint, transparent, illusory, and illusory film of light appeared, killing the female ghost in red. shrouded in it.

Almost at the same time, the female ghost in red regained her clarity and got rid of her obsessions. She glanced at Xu Zhiqiu, her expression unavoidably flustered, and she wanted to take advantage of the wind to swim far away, but her body bumped into the light film as soon as she floated up. He fell to the ground in an awkward position.

Repeated this several times, but failed to break through the Shuling Formation.

Zhao Liangcai stared at this scene dumbfounded, and raised Xu Zhiqiu's height again in his heart.

Shaobing called the immortal mighty, and even plucked up the courage to smile at the female ghost.

The red-clothed female ghost struggled dozens of times, seeing that the light film kept her trapped in the formation, and finally had no choice but to give up, standing weakly in the center of the beam formation, like a vase for anyone to watch.

Holding a mahogany sword, Xu Zhiqiu walked to the edge of the circle.

At this time, tears flowed down both sides of the red-clothed female ghost's cheeks, and she bowed her head and said, "Can you spare me, my lord?"

Xu Zhiqiu didn't answer, but raised the wooden sword in his hand, pointing straight ahead.

The female ghost in red was suddenly frightened and paled in panic, knelt down on the ground, sobbing and begging: "Young master, don't want it, I know I'm wrong."

With a weeping voice and a charming beauty, the master and servant who watched not far away felt compassionate and had the urge to let her go.

Only Xu Zhiqiu's expression remained unchanged, and his mentality was as usual. As soon as the voice came to his ears, he raised his arms and swung his long sword.

Boom!

Under the blessing of the mahogany long sword, the sword energy is like light and light, and there is a muffled thunder.

The pine and tiger forest behind everyone was instantly illuminated, as if lightning struck the night sky.

Immediately afterwards, another sword strike,

And it is more powerful than the previous sword.

The momentum of the sword was like a tide, and the sword energy was like a cloud, which completely involved the female ghost in red, strangling and annihilating her.

At the same time, the pitiful begging for mercy stopped abruptly, and a faint white light penetrated into the center of Xu Zhiqiu's eyebrows in the opposite direction and disappeared.

.........

After a few breaths, everything returned to calm.

The female ghost in red in the spirit formation has long since disappeared, and the emerald jade hairpin has also been broken into two pieces.

It indicates that the ghost has completely disappeared.

Zhao Liangcai rubbed his almost blinded eyes, his heart was shocked and speechless.

He looked towards the edge of the circle.

I saw Xu Zhiqiu holding a long mahogany sword in his hand, his clothes fluttering, and his whole body was bathed in the moonlight, like a sword fairy descending from the sky.