Jiang Dachuan was startled when he heard Bai Yi say that he was paying homage to the Ge brothers.
However, his uncle had already walked a long way, so Jiang Dachuan had no choice but to follow him and point out the direction.
The residence of the Ge brothers is on the east side of Ruyun Valley.
There are forty or fifty wooden houses in this residential area, and there are more than forty outer disciples living here.
When he got closer, Jiang Dachuan whispered: "People are dead, why do we still worship?
Besides, it's not your fault, uncle.
Then the Ge brothers call evil retribution."
Ignoring Jiang Dachuan's muttering, Bai Yi found a disciple and asked about the residence of the Ge brothers.
That disciple was only in the early stage of Qi refining, and when he saw Bai Yi, his face turned pale with fright.
Bai Yi defeated the Ge brothers by himself that day, and easily climbed onto the wooden stone while being chased by hundreds of people.
He will never forget it in his life.
No.
Shivering, he pointed out the residence of the Ge brothers.
When the disciple saw that Bai Yi was ignoring him, he immediately ran away as if he had been granted amnesty.
It was late at night, and most of the disciples in this residential area had already rested.
A few heard the movement and looked around.
When they found out it was Bai Yi, they all shrank their necks, closed the door tightly, and did not dare to look anymore.
These disciples thought that Bai Yi was here to take revenge.
After all, one of the Ge brothers died, but the other one was still alive.
The news of the death of the Ge brothers has long spread throughout Ruyun Valley.
There has been no murder case in the outer sect for many years.
Bai Yi's reputation is therefore well known to everyone.
This man made trouble within a few days of entering the outer sect.
No one dares to mess with someone if someone's life is lost.
Bai Yi was not interested in the fear of other outer disciples.
He didn't even want to pay attention to the living Ge brothers.
He took Jiang Dachuan directly to a wooden house deep in the residential area.
This wooden house was built at the rear of the residential area.
Behind the house was a dense forest.
The dense branches of an old tree just shaded the wooden house.
It was very cool to live here in the summer.
There was a paper flag tied on the door frame of the wooden house.
It must have been tied by the living disciple named Ge in order to pay homage to his brother.
When the night wind blew it, the paper flag fluttered up and looked a little breathtaking.
The death of a cultivator is not as cumbersome as that of a mortal, and there is basically no memorial ceremony.
The Cangyun Sect will not hold a funeral for an outer disciple, and bury the deceased deep into the edge of the Cloud Valley.
Even if it is buried, the deceased The disciple named Ge was buried directly behind his own house.
Arriving in front of the wooden house, Jiang Dachuan suddenly felt a chill on his back.
After all, cultivators are also human beings, and as humans they are taboo against ghosts.
Someone had just died in this wooden house, and it was a violent death, and no one wanted to get close to it.
After looking at the fluttering paper flags, Bai Yi pushed open the wooden door without a care and strode in.
Jiang Dachuan followed behind with a grimace, thinking that it was useless to worship even though people were dead.
Even if he worshiped, he would come during the day.
Who wouldn't be outraged if he came here in the middle of the night?
squeak Just as Jiang Dachuan entered the house, he didn't know if there was a gust of mountain wind, but the door of the house slowly closed.
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There were only a few rays of pale moonlight shining through the window, and the atmosphere suddenly became weird.
"Uncle," Jiang Dachuan said in a low voice with his teeth chattering, "I, my stomach is not feeling well today, I'm feeling anxious."
With his back to Jiang Dachuan, Bai Yi shrugged his shoulders, as if smiling, and waved his hands without saying anything.
With permission, Jiang Dachuan escaped like a death row prisoner who had just been executed.
He didn't even dare to take another look at this strange wooden house.
When Jiang Dachuan left, the door of the wooden house closed again with an eerie creaking sound.
The window was not opened, but a cold wind appeared in the house.
On the beams of the roof, a green shadow flashed away, like a flash of light. face Bai Yi's expression became a little strange, but without the slightest fear, he stepped into the darkness as if this was his residence, and sat directly on a wooden chair.
Playing with the Sophora Crystal Glaze in his hand, Bai Yi closed his eyes and remained silent, as if he was sensing something and waiting for something.
The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the night sky is filled with stars.
Moon, above midday.
Tonight, Ruyun Valley seems even more peaceful.
Just when it was midnight, the cold wind appeared again.
In the corner of the wooden house, a faint green and black shadow was spinning and floating in the wind, gradually approaching the strangers in the house.
After the wind passed by, Bai Yi suddenly opened his eyes in the darkness.
His face was faintly glowing with a strange cyan color, which made him look particularly gloomy.
However, his eyes as bright as stars remained calm and calm as usual.
"In the land of violent death, resentful souls linger, and there is shade from the trees to block the Yang Qi.
It seems that there will be another fierce ghost in the Ruiyun Valley."
Bai Yi squeezed the Sophora Crystal Glaze in his hand and said in a deep voice with a pale face.
Said to himself: "If you were born in a place where souls are gathered, you might have a chance to embark on the path of ghosts.
Unfortunately, this is a cultivation sect.
With your cruelty, even the foundation-building monks can easily kill you."
Following Bai Yi's words, a strange resonance sounded in the room, as if there was another voice repeating the same words after him.
As soon as he finished speaking, a vague green ghost face faintly appeared behind Bai Yi. , baring teeth, ferocious and terrifying "Hmph."
Bai Yi's eyes flashed with cold light, and he shouted coldly without looking back: "I have killed thousands of ghost kings for thousands of years, let alone a little ghost like you."
While drinking coldly, Bai Yi stretched out one hand and moved his five fingers together to create a complex and mysterious spell.
The Sophora crystal glaze in his other hand suddenly emitted a dim halo, illuminating the entire wooden house.
It became brighter.
"The art of absorbing souls, Ju" As soon as he said this, Bai Yi suddenly lifted up the Sophora Crystal Glaze, and saw a small whirlpool appearing on the top of the glaze, which was extremely strange.
At the moment the vortex appeared, the surrounding cold wind blew up, and streaks of black air whizzed along the vortex and were sucked into the Sophora Crystal Glaze.
Not long after, a subtle cry sounded, and the grimace that had already rushed towards Bai Yi was forcibly cut.
It was pulled out, stretched and thinned, and turned into a strange black energy, which was completely trapped in the glass.
In addition to being a low-level weapon-refining material, Sophora Crystal Glaze has another unknown use, that is, it can store ghosts and spirits.
Bai Yi's purpose in asking for Sophora Crystal Glaze is to capture a spirit.
The body is left to be sealed into the Thousand Machines Puppet.
Bai Yi had no intention of going to the Soul Burial Valley in the Taiheng Mountains right now.
It happened that one of the Ge brothers had been killed a few days ago, and he came to collect his soul.
When the black energy completely submerged into the Sophora Crystal Glaze, Bai Yi's bluish complexion returned to normal, and the strange coldness in the room disappeared.
After dispersing the spell, Bai Yi took out a low-level spiritual stone, closed his eyes and recovered.
After just one use of the soul trapping technique to imprison ghosts, the spiritual energy in his body was completely exhausted.
Bai Yi was helpless while working on his mental skills, and it took half an hour to recover as before.
"Confining a low-level soul will consume all the spiritual energy.
If it turns into a fierce ghost, it won't be able to defeat you."
Bai Yi shook his head and muttered to himself helplessly: "The cultivation level during the Qi refining period is really too low."
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Standing up, Bai Yi walked outside the house and raised Sophora Crystal Glaze under the starry sky.
Under the illumination of the moonlight, the green Sophora crystal glass has turned into a thick dark green, as if there is a hidden resentment that cannot be dispelled.
"You can be considered a tragic death because of me."
Looking at the dark green Liuli, Bai Yi whispered in a deep voice: "When I refine the Thousand Machines Puppet, maybe you will have a chance to take revenge with your own hands."
The dark green mass in the Sophora crystal glass seemed to understand the whisper and surged unwillingly.
At the same time, Bai Yi raised his head, and a sharp light suddenly flashed across his dark pupils that reflected the stars: