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Lin Yang began to practice according to the Taoist teachings taught by the trainer. His fairy energy is only 30 points now, so his magic power can be driven is limited. He is mainly to bless a wooden sword in the virtual space and control it.

The talisman does not need real objects. If there is a talisman in your heart, you can spell it out. Lin Yang silently thought of this sentence. This is the same as the sword in the hands of martial arts. "The sky is mysterious, the earth is yellow, the six energys of Taixu. The spirit spirit of the court, the spirit of the golden tiger. If I make me true, I will also make me divine. I will disperse my shadow and summon spirits to the mountain. I will use all the spirits to sit and die and survive. Gaoyou Shangqing, and the jade Chen of the Northern Dynasty."

Lin Yang began to use the little bit of fairy energy in his body...

He stayed in the virtual space for an hour, but only a minute outside.

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The demon-shaped woman meditated for thirty minutes. She slowly opened her eyes. She walked past the screen and saw that Ning Caichen was still reading under the light and came to his side.

"Oh...Brother Lin, I can't sleep." Ning Caichen looked up and saw "Lin Yang" and asked with a smile.

"Lin Yang" nodded, sat at the table, and asked, "What book are you reading?"

"Oh... the "Spring and Autumn Annals" of the Four Books and Five Classics." Ning Caichen said, "Brother Lin can't sleep. I still have a "Book of Rites" here, so you can take a look..." As he said that, he turned around and took out a "Book of Rites" from the book frame and handed it to "Lin Yang".

Lin Yang, who turned into a magical woman, took it and flipped through a few pages, all of which were vertical traditional Chinese. Although she is good at Chinese now, she is far from able to understand "The Book of Rites".

"Forget it. I'll still not read it." The demon-shaped woman said and handed the book back to Ning Caichen.

While the two were talking, a gust of wind suddenly blew outside the window.

"Wow~~ It's so strong." Ning Caichen said. He quickly got up and closed the window. When he closed the window, he accidentally cut his finger by the split wooden thorn. "Ouch!" Ning Caichen called out, looked at his fingers, and the blood had flowed out. He sucked a few times with his mouth.

"What's wrong?" asked the demon-shaped woman.

"It's okay to be pricked by the wood." Ning Caichen returned to the chair.

Just this trace of bloody smell floated above the house. It turned out that there was a compartment above it. In which compartment was there, there were several shriveled corpses!! The withered skin wrapped around the skeleton.

After the blood and energy floated here, they suddenly opened their "eyes", which were just two holes behind a layer of skin.

The mummies turned over and looked down at the attic. They followed the light and saw two living people!! These mummies were actually sucked by the thousand-year-old tree demon and died tragically by passers-by here. After they died, they had no soul and could not reincarnate, and turned into this walking corpse. They had no mind, but were very sensitive to the bloody aura and would attack the living.

Although these mummies are slow to move and have no thinking, they are leftovers of the thousand-year-old tree demons. But they are no longer humans after all. The weapons used by ordinary people have no use to attack them. They need to use Daofake.

There is a hole in this attic, and several mummies slowly crawl to where...

"What sound?" The demon-heart girl suddenly stood up, her ears were very sensitive and she heard the sound above.

"Hmm?" Ning Caichen also stood up and listened carefully. It was really true. "It's not a robbery, right?" He said as he took out a self-defense dagger from the basket.

The magic-shaped woman shook her windbreaker and came to the opening above.

"There is a ladder here. Let's go up and take a look." Ning Caichen moved the ladder, put it between the room and the attic, and then took the dagger and climbed up.

The magic-shaped woman grabbed him and said, "We'd better not go up first. This attic is not necessarily a 'people'."

"Not a human?" Ning Caichen frowned and said, "Is it a kitten or a dog?"

The demon-shaped woman had no idea at this time. She knew that what was above was probably the "unclean" thing Lin Yang said, that is, the ghost. If it was a ghost, she and the weak scholar in front of her could not deal with it.

While the two were hesitating, a wonderful piano sound suddenly came from outside the window. The piano sound winded and flowing, and there seemed to be a little sadness in the sound.

"Brother Lin, did you hear it?" Ning Caichen said, "Someone is playing the piano..."

The magic-shaped woman nodded.

"It's so late, who is so happy? Let's go and have a look." When he said this, he was not climbing the ladder, but turned around and went out.

"Hey..." The demon-shaped girl called him, "That... we'd better... don't go." She wanted to wait for Lin Yang to come back, but she couldn't say it.

"Hey... what's there to be afraid of? How wonderful you hear the sound of the piano... If you don't go, just take a break with Miss Wen earlier." After that, he walked straight downstairs and left the inn.

The demon-shaped woman looked up at the attic and frowned and thought for a while. But she couldn't hit ghosts here. Thinking of this, she shouted to Ning Caichen: "Hey, wait a moment, I'll go too."

The two of them walked along the way along the sound of the piano. Not far from this inn is a small lake, and next to the lake is a pavilion. In the middle of the pavilion, there is a beautiful woman in white clothes playing the guqin. There are white silk vines hanging around the pavilion, and the black night gives people a dreamy feeling.

"Wow..." Ning Caichen couldn't help but say, "It's so beautiful."

The demon-shaped woman looked at the dazed Ning Caichen and said disdainfully: "Hmph, is it the scenery beautiful or the human being beautiful?"

"Brother Lin, don't you think this scene is like a dream?" Ning Caichen sighed. As he said that, he thought of the woman in white walking away.

"Flower Man." The demon-shaped woman shrugged and followed.

The woman playing the piano was Nie Xiaoqian. She was a female ghost controlled by the thousand-year-old tree demon. She specialized in seducing men. When men were lingering and reached the peak of paradise, the tree demon would appear. It puts a vine-like object into the man's mouth and directly absorbs Yuanyang. The man who was sucked must have died and there is no possibility of survival. After death, he turned into a walking corpse mummy!

Xiaoqian played for a while, and she felt the breath of human beings. So she raised her head... Hey? Two men? This...

"Bang~~" Her strings broke.

Ning Caichen and the demon-shaped girl stood in front of Siman and looked at the beauty in white.

"This girl, we happened to pass by here and heard the wonderful sound of the piano," said Ning Caichen.

Xiaoqian looked at Ning Caichen. This was a pretty scholar. The one beside him... well... What a heroic man, his eyebrows exuded a different temperament than ordinary people...

The magic-shaped woman also stared at Xiaoqian. Although she had never seen this movie, she had heard Lin Yang mention it, saying that there was a female ghost in the movie, who was very beautiful. Could it be her?

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Xiaoqian just seduced Xiahou Mingjian in the woods and sent this generation of swordsman on the road of no return.

The Xiahou Mingjian is good at everything. He is too lustful. How could he withstand the temptation of this beautiful woman? Not long after they met, they took off their clothes and got up... Soon, a cold wind blew, and a thick vine was carried in the cold wind. The leaves were rolled up like Xiahou.

Xiahou found that the beautiful woman had disappeared by his side, so he quickly drew his sword, but at this time it was too late. The vine suddenly penetrated into his mouth.

"Woo~~~~" Xiahou struggled hard for a while, then his whole body was straightened and trembled. After that, Yuanyang and ** were all sucked dry and turned into a mummy.

Poor this famous descendant, he became a ghost of unjust death like this!

Xiahou's death and the appearance of the tree demon alarmed Yan Chixia in the temple not far away. He moved his finger and said to himself: "Not good."

Carrying a sword and carrying a long box, he flew towards the woods. His feet were not touching the ground, and he "flying on the grass" all the way! After arriving, he only saw a shriveled corpse! And the three-foot long sword!

"Oh~~~" Yan Chixia walked to the corpse and sighed, "Brother Xiahou, you were so ambitious before you were alive, and you were not a stinky skin after you die, so why should you be so petty? You and I have known each other for many years, and I will not let you corpse in the wilderness." As he said that, he reached out to hug Xiahou's mummy.

Suddenly, the mummy opened his eyes and reached out to jamm Yan Chixia's neck tightly.

"Ah~~~" Yan Chixia struggled for a moment and said, "You dying ghost, you beat me before you die, and won't you let me go after you die?" He said, and took out a long nail from the clothes behind him. It pierced the head of the mummy and emitted a blue light.

The mummy flew out and was fixed on a stone.

Yan Chixia stretched out her hand and recited a spell: "Pan Ruopomi!" A talisman suddenly flew out of her hand. After the talisman hit the mummy, it burned and soon turned into ashes.

After everything was done, Yan Chixia shook her head and sighed: "One of them was killed by this old monster again."

He put his sword on his back and turned away from the woods. After walking not far away, he suddenly heard a sound of piano...

"Hmm?" Yan Chixia stopped and thought to herself: Could it be...that female ghost came out to harm people again? By the way, that scholar, and that pair of men and women?

Thinking of this, Yan Chixia hurriedly ran towards Xiaohu.

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Lin Yang practiced in the virtual space for three days, and his body was different from an ordinary cultivator, so he practiced very quickly and could easily understand the sword-driven technique.

Lin Yang pointed at the wooden sword with his fingers, recited a few words silently, then moved his fingers and suddenly shot out a talisman. The talisman invaded the sword. Then Lin Yang raised his fingers up, and the wooden sword flew up, and flew a few times in the space, and finally floated in front of Lin Yang.

Lin Yang smiled. After learning this magic, it was so wonderful.

After practicing these, he suddenly felt that the Demon-shaped Girl and Ning Caichen were not safe in the inn and could not stay for too long. So he hurriedly left the space!

After he left the space, he found that there was no one in the room. Lin Yang thought about it and they must have been attracted by the sound of the piano and went to Xiaohu.

It should be fine, Yan Chixia will appear there.

Lin Yang felt much more relieved at this time. He stood in the room and raised his eyes to the attic. Because Lin Yang practiced Taoism, his beasts sensed and integrated Taoism, and could feel the little ghost and demon.

These little devils just let me practice my skills first, and then I thought about it. His body suddenly flew up from the entrance of the attic.

"Ah~~~" In the narrow space, Lin Yang saw five mummies! The mummies roared and crawled towards Lin Yang.

"Hmph!" Lin Yang snorted coldly, he stretched out his steel claws, activated the Taoist talisman, and a stream of Taoist magic was injected into the claws.

"Click ~~~~~"

Lin Yang cut off their heads quickly. After being cut, the mummies instantly turned into powder.
Chapter completed!