Chapter 95 Second Grade Demon Ghost

  The huge cave is very quiet,

  It was so quiet that the echo of Xu Yuan’s pair of black gold soft cloud boots stepping on the ground could be clearly heard.

   But the cave is also very noisy,

  In the honeycomb-like dense patterned stone chambers on the inner wall of the cave, thousands of ghosts are howling pitifully at this moment.

  It faintly leaks out through the formation, connecting together like mosquitoes and flies.

  Looking across, Xu Yuan slowly retracted his gaze.

  The mysterious pattern engraved in the stone chamber is continuously extracting something from the ghost’s illusory soul body, and the body of these ghosts trapped in the stone chamber is fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

  Captive

  In some worlds, ghosts are horrors that make people unable to see any hope, but in this world where the human race can be extraordinary, these ghosts are kept in captivity like domestic animals.

  If necessary, the pure soul power contained in their soul bodies will be continuously extracted as practice materials.

   “Tut Tut”

  The remnant soul of the sage suddenly smacked his tongue in amazement.

  Xu Yuan asked:

   “Mr. Luo?”

  The remnant soul of the saint laughed:

   “Xu boy, you should see the operation process of this ghost fog farm, right?”

  Although the haggard old man did not explain a word after entering this cave, Xu Yuan could roughly guess what he saw now, and replied:

   “Well, part of it.”

  The remnant soul of the saint heard the words, and his deep voice seemed a little excited:

  ”The large formation outside to prevent the spread of ghosts, the formation that takes the ghost from the ghost fog, the formation that extracts the ghost’s power from the stone chamber, and condenses the extracted soul into a soul Crystal formation

  ”These formations are intertwined and perfectly compatible. The energy required to operate is not more than one point, not one point less. The person who created this chain of formations is truly peerless!”

  The remnant soul of the saint is not stingy in his praise of the people who created the formation.

  Although he is extraordinary, it is only based on his cultivation.

  There are many ways in the world, and all capable people are teachers.

  The sage’s tone has a trace of sincerity:

  ”Xu boy, wait for me to escort you to the imperial capital, can you let me go to the “Gewuyuan” in your mansion, I really want to.”

  But he didn’t finish his sentence.

   “Three Young Masters”

  A voice like grinding old bark suddenly sounded in front of him.

  Xu Yuan heard the words, no longer caring about the remnant soul of the saint in his heart, and immediately looked intently.

  The ground of the cave is flat, and the huge dome of the cave looks haggard and the figure of the old man is extremely thin.

  He turned slightly sideways, with a trace of hesitation in his cloudy eyes.

  Seeing this, Xu Yuan cupped his fists and said:

   “Mr. Ghost, but it’s okay to say.”

  The haggard old man heard the words and looked at the surrounding caves with dark eyes. He walked forward and said in a low voice:

   “The third son, the old slave, has been guarding here for more than thirty years. When this matter is over, can you send a message to Lord Xiangguo on behalf of the old slave?”

  Xu Yuan was concentrating on hearing the words, and nodded in agreement:

   “This matter is naturally possible.”

  Hearing this, a strange smile appeared on the face of the haggard old man hiding in the shadows, but the smile suddenly disappeared the next moment.

  The hoarse voice came slowly:

   “Old slave, thank you, Third Young Master”

  The haggard old man didn’t have any specific matters immediately, but Xu Yuan guessed in his heart that the other party should want to transfer away from this ghost place.

  Even if he came in for less than half an hour, the strong ghostly aura around him already made him feel very uncomfortable.

  There seems to be only a haggard old man guarding the ghost fog here.

  No one talks, no one entertains. For more than thirty years, this ghost farm is like a huge ancient tomb.

  Now that the old man’s body is corroded by ghost energy, and his life is not long, it is normal to want to transfer away.

  In the silence, the huge pattern engraved on the inner wall of the cave gradually stopped. In order to prevent the saint from backlash, there is a limit to helping his remnant soul recover his strength. Soul power is already enough.

  With the cessation of the formation, everything in the cave also returned to the original darkness and silence.

  But Xu Yuan doesn’t feel quiet.

  Because the saint’s remnant soul was still chattering in his heart.

  Speaking of formations, ghost fog, his father, his elder brother, and Big Bingtuozi

  At this moment, Xu Yuan somewhat understood why the main character in the plot in Cangyuan in the previous life kept calling this saint an old man.

  There are really too many words.

  After about another cup of tea in the dark, Xu Yuan suddenly heard a rumbling sound coming from ahead.

  After Xu Yuan poured the energy from his body into his eyes, everything that was dark around him instantly became clearly visible.

  The haggard old man seemed to have touched some mechanism, and a corridor leading to a deeper place appeared in front of the three of them.

   “Third Young Master, please go down and wait. This old slave needs to prepare some things.”

  The haggard old man had no intention of leading the way anymore, and stared at Xu Yuan in the dark.

  In such an environment, the old man’s half-human, half-ghost cloudy eyes are a bit permeating.

  “.”

  Looking at each other for a second, Xu Yuan nodded slightly: “Okay.”

  The haggard old man saw this, turned around and waved.

  Clatter——

  The torches hanging on both sides of the corridor light up one by one.

   Seeing this,

  Xu Yuan took Ran Qingmo over the withered old man and walked towards the sinking corridor.

  It took only two seconds,

  Xu Yuan paused, and asked curiously to the haggard old man standing at the entrance of the corridor:

   “By the way, Mr. Ghost, can I ask you a question?”

  The haggard old man immediately responded with his hoarse voice when he heard the words:

   “Old slave must know everything.”

  Xu Yuan thought about his words a little, and said in a low voice:

   “Xu Changge said earlier that there was an accident here. What is this accident?”

  “.”

  The haggard old man did not reply immediately, but the bark-like face gradually began to twitch in the darkness.

   seems to have thought of something extremely terrifying.

  Under the influence of ghost energy entering the brain, the emotions began to gradually get out of control!

  But in the end the old man stabilized his emotions, bent his body and cupped his fists and said:

   “A fierce ghost close to the second rank was born in the ghost fog here, and the old slave used the formation method to hold it back until the eldest son arrived.”

  Xu Yuan felt a little relieved when he heard the words, turned around and walked down the corridor.

  At the end of the corridor is a quaint stone chamber. There is a conspicuous stone pillar in the middle of the stone chamber, and a groove is carved above the stone pillar.

  Hesitating slightly, Xu Yuan reached out and scanned the empty stone room.

  As expected, he found a lot of cumbersome patterns in this stone chamber.

  This is probably the place to help the saint’s remnant soul recover its soul power.

  Xu Yuan glanced at Ran Qingmo.

  Ran Qingmo also took a look at him, still looking calm.

  Xu Yuan felt that only a woman like Xiang Ran Qingmo could be so calm in this weird ghost farm.

  It’s Su Succubus~

  The withered old man went for a long time, and after waiting for about an hour in meditation, the rough voice of the withered old man slowly came from above the corridor:

   “Third Young Master, please give me your soul ring.”

  Xu Yuan took off the soul ring from his fingertip after hearing the words.

  The haggard old man walked slowly from the darkness to take it, went to the stone pillar in the middle of the stone room and placed the soul ring on the groove.

  Xu Yuan looked at the old man’s slow movements, and asked in a low voice with a little curiosity:

   “Mr. Ghost, what are you going to use to help this saint recover his soul power?”

   “What for?” The haggard old man.

   “Isn’t there a soul crystal with condensed soul power?” Xu Yuan didn’t see anything foreign on the old man.

   “Soul crystal? There is no soul crystal.” The voice of the withered old man was like frost.

  Xu Yuan frowned slightly:

   “But if there is no soul crystal, how to inject soul power?”

   “There is no soul crystal.”

  In the darkness,

  The haggard old man turned his head with his back on his back, staring at Xu Yuan with a pair of cloudy eyes, with a strange smile:

   “Of course, use the old slave himself.”

   It’s a bit late

   Thanks to the leader of Happy Tyrannosaurus

   This is to repay the account of the day before yesterday, and the two lords will add another change

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  (end of this chapter)