No Way People Find Cultivation Difficult, Right?

The fog filled the air.

Submerge the three of them directly.

Ye Ping looked very calm.

With Su Changyu around, he didn't panic at all.

He is very clear that this kind of danger is nothing, the senior brother will save him at the critical moment.

But Ye Ping also knew that the senior brother didn't make a move immediately, but wanted to test himself and hone himself.

Otherwise, how can you grow if you keep pinning your hopes on others?

Furthermore, Ye Ping didn't want his elder brother to help him, as that would only make him appear cowardly.

Thick fog covered everything around and blocked sight.

Ye Ping sat cross-legged on the ground, he looked around vigilantly, with the Qingyue Magic Sword in his hand, he might strike at any time.

"Roar!"

In an instant, a weird sound sounded, it seemed to be the roar of a beast, but it also sounded like a human cry.

This sound is inexplicably frightening.

This is howling ghosts and howling wolves, a kind of sonic interference that makes people frightened, loses their fighting spirit, weakens their spirit, and destroys their will.

Ye Ping had seen relevant information in the Buddhist scripture pavilion, so he immediately reacted.

"Calm down."

Ye Ping warned himself in his heart, don't mess up his sense of proportion, just sit here and watch the changes.

People are three points afraid of ghosts, and ghosts are seven points afraid of people.

These ghost cultivators are things of the utmost yin, and living people are blessed with yang energy. In the eyes of ghost cultivators, there are three balls of yang fire on the top of a living person's head and shoulders, which belong to the most yang thing.

So ghosts are 70% afraid of people.

But these three yang fires represent the energy and spirit, if the energy and spirit are weak, then the yang fire will be extinguished, and ghost cultivators can take advantage of it.

"Those who indulge excessively are weak."

"Those with insufficient qi and blood have weak qi."

"Those who are uncertain will be weak."

"So ghosts want to harm people, they will specially select some weak people, and then create hallucinations, let people vent their yang energy, and finally kill them."

"If the other party is not fooled, they will turn into some horrible scenes and scare people's souls away. Losing their souls is equivalent to venting their spirits. Therefore, these ghosts often create such illusions to scare people's souls."

"And I don't indulge in desire, and I cultivate the body of the gods and demons, and I also read the books of sages, and my energy is at its peak. Even if it is a ghost cultivator who is stronger than me, I am afraid that I will not dare to approach me."

Ye Ping murmured to himself, his belief continued to be firm, his will was strengthened, and he had no fear at all.

He believed that these ghosts would not dare to approach him, otherwise, would he need to do so many tricks?

If they can do it directly, do these ghost cultivators need to toss so many tricks?

The more he thinks like this, the stronger Ye Ping's will will be.

It was at this time.

In the mist, dozens of ghost figures gathered together.

They ignored the fog and locked their eyes on the three people in the fog.

"Brother, the maze has been activated, what should we do next?"

A voice sounded, and a thin man spoke and looked at a middle-aged man.

"This monk is not easy to provoke. He has a Buddhist instrument on his body. Even if we join forces, we may not be able to swallow him, so don't provoke him."

"We ate those two. It's still the old rules. Inhale the yang energy and give me the skin. I'm about to cross the ghost catastrophe and need a new body."

The middle-aged man said in a ghostly voice.

The rest of the ghost cultivators nodded without any comments.

"Lan'er, go and seduce that man in the white crane robe. That guy looks like a lecher at first glance, but don't suck too hard, save some of it for everyone."

"Yang Wen, you turned into a white crane robe and tricked that young man over. He was too close to that monk. I'm afraid that once you do something, that stinky monk will ruin our good deeds."

"Remember, the maze can only last for an hour, leave immediately after you get it, don't be caught by this monk, or your soul will fly away."

The middle-aged man said so.

He gave orders and laid out plans.

Suddenly, two figures came out.

A female ghost in a blue dress, wearing a light gauze, is quite pretty, especially in such a dress, people can't help standing in awe,

One suddenly transformed into the appearance of Su Changyu, no matter whether it was appearance or temperament, there was almost no change.

This is the innate ability of ghost cultivators. Because they have no entity, they can change in ever-changing ways, but they can't last long. Because the main body is a ghost, they can't disguise for a long time, but they can deceive the enemy for a short time.

The two figures disappeared in place, turned into a cloud of green smoke, and drifted in the direction of Ye Ping and the others.

And at this time.

In the fog.

Su Changyu sat on the spot obediently.

He is so flustered now.

He is so scared.

He doesn't want to die here.

Even if you die, can you wait until the Qingzhou Kendo Conference is over before you die?

After finally putting on the splendid white crane flowing cloud robe that he had dreamed of, he was really not reconciled to dying on the way before he could show his face at the kendo tournament.

"If I really die, I will definitely become a ghost, and kill all the ghosts that killed me. If I am a waste, I don't believe that I, Su Changyu, can be a waste even if I am a ghost!"

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Su Changyu swore secretly in his heart.

After finally putting on the embroidered white crane flowing cloud robe, if he really died on the road and failed to go to the kendo conference to pretend to beep, Su Changyu felt that he would definitely become a ghost, because he couldn't swallow his breath.

The deeper the obsession, the greater the resentment, and it is very likely that it will turn into a ghost.

At that time, the injustice will have its head, and the debt will have its owner. Whoever hurts himself will kill him.

Let his soul fly away.

Thinking of this, Su Changyu was inexplicably unafraid, on the contrary, he was still thinking about what to do after his revenge, whether to return to Qingyun Daozong, or to practice first.

Just when Su Changyu was thinking wildly, suddenly, a hasty and delicate voice sounded.

"Help, help."

Although the sound is relatively loud, it feels very soft.

Su Changyu came back to his senses, he subconsciously clenched the sword in his hand, and then followed the voice.

Soon, a figure came in front of him from the thick fog.

is a woman.

Wearing a blue gauze dress, she has a very good figure. As for her appearance, although she is not perfect, she can't compare with Chen Lingrou and Xiao Muxue, but she is still pretty.

Mainly wearing a gauze dress, if it wasn't for the thick fog, I'm afraid I could see everything.

"Shangxian, Shangxian, save the slave family, save the slave family."

Before Su Changyu could react, the woman in blue threw herself into her arms with a panicked face, her body trembling slightly, as if she had been extremely frightened.

"Girl, please keep your distance."

Su Changyu directly pushed the woman away, then stood up, and said with an extremely serious expression.

Su Changyu couldn't be unprepared for a woman suddenly appearing in this ghostly place. Although he felt that the woman in front of him was a living person, he was not stupid and his heart was full of vigilance.

The woman in blue was taken aback.

She didn't expect that Su Changyu would push her away?

You must know that although your appearance is not stunning, you can still be regarded as a first-class beauty, right?

And wearing so little, is a man reluctant to push himself away?

She froze for a moment.

But soon came back to his senses, wiped his tears, and pretended to say: "Shangxian, it's because the slave family is too flustered, I hope Shangxian will forgive me."

The woman in blue was wiping her tears, she looked pitiful, and she was no different from ordinary people except that she was slightly dressed, Su Changyu couldn't tell that she was a female ghost.

Su Changyu didn't say a word, he was aloof, and the puzzled look in his eyes represented everything.

Sensing Su Changyu's gaze, the woman in blue quickly spoke.

"Shangxian, my family is the daughter of the Liu family in Jingping City. The family went out for an outing, but never thought that a strange wind would blow my family here. My family didn't know where it was, so I begged Shangxian to save my family. "

When the woman in blue was talking, she got very close again, showing a look of extreme fear.

Waiting for her to approach, then lowered her voice, with a variety of coquettish ways.

"Shangxian, if you can save Nujia, Nujia will serve Shangxian well."

She lowered her voice, making people think about it.

But the next moment, Su Changyu pushed the woman in blue away expressionlessly.

He looked calm and acted extremely decisively.

The woman in blue: "???"

She couldn't figure it out a bit. When she reached this point before, she had already started to inhale Yang Qi.

Why is Su Changyu so indifferent to him?

Isn't this unreasonable?

"Shangxian, are you afraid of the servants?"

The woman in blue couldn't help asking, her eyes full of doubts.

"no."

Su Changyu gave a two-word answer indifferently.

"Then the immortal doesn't like the figure of the slave family?"

"Shangxian, you may have misunderstood. Although the slave family looks petite, it hides its secrets."

The woman in blue continued to lower her voice, provoking Su Changyu with words, and then approached again.

But before she could pounce on her, Su Changyu pushed her away again, and this time there was a hint of anger in his eyes.

The woman in blue: ""

"Shangxian, why do you dislike the slave family?"

The woman in blue was honest this time and didn't move forward, but she was a little angry.

I took the initiative to deliver it to my door, and you pushed me three times in a row?

Should I lose face?

At the same time, she couldn't figure it out, she was so active, why Su Changyu was indifferent?

But the next moment.

Finally, Su Changyu replied with a cold and arrogant expression.

"I'm Qingyun's disciple, I'm not good at women."