I want to cultivate swordsman

Hearing the stupid words of the two, Xu Zhiqiu ignored them and looked towards the corridor near the courtyard.

Zhao Liangcai and Shaobing also looked over, and saw the woman whom he swore to be his wife stopped there, with a smile on her face, the beauty was thrilling.

Now no matter how stupid a person is, he can figure out that he must have been fascinated by ghosts and monsters before, and suffered a catastrophe of life and death.

"Damn it, I have a marriage with a female ghost!"

Thinking of what happened in the dream, Zhao Liangcai jumped up from the snow, ready to yell at him, but in a blink of an eye, he realized that the other party was not human, so he lost his courage and hid behind the biscuits, shrinking into a ball.

The servant Shaobing was even more timid, almost peeing his pants with a mournful face, so he dragged his young master to hide behind Xu Zhiqiu.

Xu Zhiqiu glanced at the two cowards, stepped lightly on the ground with his toes, and floated towards the red-clothed female ghost. He was halfway, his fingers closed like swords.

Seeing this, both the master and the servant looked at each other in astonishment, seeing shock in each other's eyes.

Zhao Liangcai: He rushed over like that?

Shaobing: This is a person who is not afraid of death.

At the same time, at the entrance of the courtyard corridor, looking at the killing move coming towards her, the female ghost in red did not dodge, and let the sword stab her body, and then turned into black mist and wrapped around Xu Zhiqiu.

"call--"

The cold and biting wind came from all directions, and Xu Zhiqiu sensed that there was evil and dirty energy that wanted to penetrate into the body and corrode the mind.

He was not careless, the true energy in his body was circulating, and the finger sword drew a white light in front of him.

"laugh!"

There was a sound in the air, and white light pierced through the black mist to the night sky.

The next moment, the black mist dissipated, and the female ghost in red reappeared in the courtyard. Compared with before, her face was paler and almost transparent, and a hole was torn in the red dress, and the middle door opened wide.

Seeing this scene, the master and servant not far away couldn't help swallowing, wishing to stare their eyes out.

Xu Zhiqiu had no other thoughts. He squinted his eyes slightly, and the sword was violent and fierce, rushing forward like a tide. The female ghost in red knew that she was invincible, and her figure kept flickering in the courtyard, erratically.

Seeing this, Xu Zhiqiu stopped his offensive, stood still, and waited for the best time to kill with one blow.

But at this moment, the scene in the small courtyard of the inner house suddenly changed. The walls and doors were pasted with inscriptions, and white banners were hung on the pillars under the eaves. Heartbreaking.

The female ghost in red has also turned into a female ghost in white, with a white ribbon tied on her forehead and two tears streaming down her eyes.

Seeing all these changes, Xu Zhiqiu's complexion was as usual, and his heart was as calm as water, but there were waves of sleepiness in his mind, and his thinking was slightly stagnant.

"It's an illusion."

"And it's not an ordinary illusion."

"It can lull people to sleep and kill people in their dreams. This is the ability of evil spirits. No wonder they are so difficult to deal with."

The ghosts in the Evil Ghost Realm have a cultivation level close to the sixth level of the Qi Training Realm, which is several times more powerful than the ghosts in the Wandering Soul Realm.

Knowing the female ghost's strength, Xu Zhiqiu took a deep breath, his eyes were deep, his true energy was circulating, and sword energy was condensed at his fingertips.

In the next breath, a two-inch lightsaber suddenly emerged, and the whole body was crystal clear and radiant.

Then Xu Zhiqiu raised his arms and snapped his fingers, saying "Go" in his heart!

Under the control of the mind, the sword energy pierced forward through the air, the speed was as fast as lightning, and there was a long flame trailing behind.

On the other hand, when the female ghost with the power of evil ghosts saw this sword energy, she panicked and hurriedly dodged to the side, but she was still a step too late, and her body was pierced by the sword energy, and her soul was severely injured.

In an instant, layers of illusion were torn apart.

Everything is back to normal.

The female ghost in white turned back into a female ghost in red again, her long black hair was disheveled, and the red dress she was wearing was torn again.

The path leads to a secluded place, where the jungle vegetation is deep.

On the other side, Zhao Liangcai and Shaobing, the master and servant, were completely dumbfounded.

With eyes wide open and mouth open, he looked even more surprised than seeing a ghost.

Just now, they witnessed the power of Xu Zhiqiu with their own eyes, especially the luminous sword energy, which is so powerful that they can feel a little stinging pain even if they are far away, as if someone is stabbing someone with a sword blade. muscle.

Zhao Liangcai rubbed his arms full of goosebumps, recalling the Jianguang he saw just now, he couldn't help shivering.

That sword light was so terrifying that Mr. Zhao, who had no ink in his stomach, couldn't find any words to describe it.

Finally shrinking his neck, he said in a trembling voice, "Shaobing, have you seen it?"

The servant Shaobing also shrank his neck, his voice trembling: "Master, I saw it."

"What did you see?"

"I saw the sword light, the white sword light, and the faint peach blossom... Young master, do you think I was fascinated by ghosts again?"

"It's likely to be the case. You should quickly pour some yellow soup into your stomach. I heard that it can wake people up."

Shaobing pursed her lips aggrievedly, and said nothing, looking at Xu Zhiqiu who was confronting the female ghost.

Xu Zhiqiu condensed a sword energy again at this time, intending to kill the female ghost in red while she was injured.

But the other party already knew how powerful he was, so he didn't dare to pester him any more. He waved his broken sleeves twice, and flew out of the mansion on the night wind.

Looking at the figure of the female ghost floating into the distance, Xu Zhiqiu frowned lightly, feeling a little headache.

Ghosts have no substance and can fly by the wind, but monks have to reach the foundation building stage to travel far in the sky, which is a bit troublesome.

Xu Zhiqiu had no choice but to climb over the courtyard wall and chase after him on foot.

Before leaving, he told Zhao Liangcai who was not far behind him: "If you don't see me all night and come back, remember to go to Songhu Forest with the jade hairpin tomorrow, otherwise you will be killed by ghosts again, but you will be killed by ghosts." Don't blame me."

Zhao Liangcai, who had been overwhelmed by the coercion, didn't dare to refuse at all, he kept nodding his head to show his agreement, and then said anxiously: "But the hairpin has been stolen by the female ghost, I can see clearly, how can I get it?"

Xu Zhiqiu quickly explained: "It's just an illusion, she can't take the real jade hairpin away."

After speaking, he turned over and crossed the wall courtyard, chasing after the female ghost in the direction where she was fleeing.

The remaining master and servant looked at each other, feeling absurd as if they hadn't woken up from a dream.

Zhao Liangcai looked at the one-foot-high courtyard wall, gesticulated with his hands in front of him, imitated Xu Zhiqiu's appearance and jumped upwards, but bumped his head against the wall and fell a big somersault.

Seeing this, Shaobing hurried forward to help: "Master! What are you doing?"

Zhao Liangcai covered his head and grinned in pain: "Saobing, it hurts, it hurts very much."

Shaobing was speechless, anyone who hit it like this would have been in pain for a long time, isn't this a fool, how can a normal person bang his head against a wall.

Zhao Liangcai didn't hear Shaobing's disrespectful voice, he rubbed his red and swollen forehead and continued, "Shaobing, quickly stick your head out."

Shaobing was stunned, with a puzzled face: "Master, what are you going to do?"

As soon as the question was finished, the ugly and black garlic nose on the face was punched. Fortunately, there was no bleeding, but the pain was so severe that tears flowed out.

After the punch, Zhao Liangcai hurriedly asked, "Does it hurt?"

Shaobing nodded, speechless.

Zhao Liangcai became excited instantly: "It's right if it hurts, and the pain proves that this is not a dream. Shaobing, this young master's opportunity has come!"

"Oddance? What kind of opportunity?" The biscuits covered their noses, and said in a low voice, "The young master is talking about that beggar from a foreign country?"

"Ah bah..." Shaobing hastily slapped himself on the mouth, then changed his words: "Is that immortal from a foreign land?"

"Of course it's him," said Zhao Liangcai, "we have seen it with our own eyes, he is so powerful, all the female ghosts are under his control, they are powerless to resist, young master, I will definitely learn from him, seek The road to immortality."

"But..." Shaobing muttered softly, but was interrupted when she wanted to say something.

"Shaobing, what are you doing here in a daze, hurry up and record what happened tonight in the booklet, I will show it to my mother in the future."

Shaobing didn't dare to delay, swallowed the words that had come to his mouth, hurried into the house and took out the thick booklet with "Genesis of Merit".

While writing, he muttered:

"On the sixth day of the winter month, at Zishi, there was a female ghost haunting the courtyard, trying to kill people. Fortunately, the young master was brave, and with a mortal body, he fought with the female ghost for [-] rounds and took all the disasters. In the end, he lost the enemy, was defeated by the battle, and when life and death were in danger, some immortals rushed over after hearing the news, and worked with the young master to drive out the ghosts, and no one was killed..."

After writing this, Shaobing looked up at his young master and asked, "Is this okay to write?"

Zhao Liangcai nodded in satisfaction, then went back to the house, put on a few more warm clothes, and walked out of the courtyard.

Shaobing followed behind and asked: "Master, where are you going?"

Zhao Liangcai didn't turn his head back and said: "My young master is going to the neighboring courtyard to ask my father, his baby was dying before, why no one from the family came to rescue him, could it be that they are all deaf?"

After all, he left angrily.

Shaobing reluctantly persuaded: "Young master, you can't blame others for this. You yourself have ordered in the past that no one else is allowed to enter the small courtyard when Haishi comes, so as not to disturb your pleasure of playing birds."