The air of death?

Hearing this, Ling Xiangtian was moved, "His master is only level 50, but with the support of death, his strength is almost invincible. I can beat ten people alone, but I can't beat one hundred people. If I can also have the aura of death and reach the same strength as my master, it will be easier to avenge my master."

Thinking of this, Ling Xiangtian said, "I want to inherit the master's death energy."

"Don't make a conclusion first, listen to me first." Sister Guihua turned her body and faced Ling Xiangtian, and continued: "Having a sense of energy can indeed increase her strength several times, or even a hundred times."

"But, because your master's death energy is not the feeling of qi you have nurtured yourself, things that do not belong to you are even more difficult to control, and it does not mean that you can definitely get it if you want to have it. Even if you obtain your master's death energy, you want to control it, it will not be done overnight. It depends on yourself to find opportunities."

"First of all, before you accept the inheritance, you must not have any killing within a week, because the murderous aura on your body is too heavy, and the murderous aura and death aura are not easy to accept the inheritance."

Hearing this, Ling Xiangtian kept thinking in his mind, and finally said, "Sister Guihua, can you give me a few more days? I still have a lot to do." Ling Xiangtian wanted to establish a guild resident immediately. Without him and Miao Luo's participation in the defense, with the overall strength of the guild at this stage, it would be difficult to deal with the monster attack on the village three days after the establishment of the resident.

Sister Guihua stared at Ling Xiangtian for a while, sighed and said, "Okay, I'll give you a week. In a week, you must stop killing, and then another week later, I will let you accept your master's death energy inheritance."

"Thank you, Sister Guihua." Ling Xiangtian breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't rush to thank me first. After the inheritance of the Death Qi is successful, you cannot control the Death Qi at all. Moreover, your level will be sealed until you can flexibly use the Death Qi. That is to say, after you obtain the Death Qi, your strength is not as good as now. If you want to be able to control the Death Qi, you must have a bridge. You may be able to find this bridge in ten days and half a month, or you may not be able to find it in ten or twenty years. If you can't find it for more than ten years, it is better to have a sense of nurturing your own qi." Guihua Sao sighed.

"What is a bridge?" Ling Xiangtian asked in confusion.

"This bridge is difficult to find. The so-called bridge means that you want to find someone who is desperate about life and grateful to you. After such a person dies, the other party has a certain chance of being your bridge to control the aura of death for you. In this way, you can lure the aura of death. The strength of the person who is willing to bridge you during his lifetime is related to the strength of the aura of death. This depends entirely on luck, it is not difficult to say it, and it is not easy to say it."

Ling Xiangtian was confused and could understand that the aura of death is equivalent to a treasure house. If you want to use the things in the treasure house, you must find someone to move it for you. This person must be desperate about life and be grateful to himself in despair. This is not difficult to deal with. As long as you find someone who is desperate and fulfill some wishes for him, you may be grateful to the other party. The key to the problem is that although this person is desperate, what if he lives for a long time, Ling Xiangtian knows that his master Kong Yi is hundreds of years old, and it is not impossible for others to live for hundreds of years.

Just as Ling Xiangtian was thinking, the voice of Sister Guihua came again.

"Okay, it's time to tell you. I've already told you how to choose. You can leave. If you want to accept your master's inheritance, you must come here to tell me within a week, so I can prepare some things for you."

Ling Xiangtian politely bowed to Sister Guihua and said goodbye. Although he didn't know the true relationship between Sister Guihua and Master, Ling Xiangtian could see that the relationship between Master and Sister Guihua is definitely not simple. For Ling Xiangtian, no matter what, he must accept the inheritance of Master's death energy, because this is an opportunity. If you can get the death energy, his strength will have a qualitative leap.

Ling Xiangtian slowly walked down the stairs, constantly recalling the game experience in his previous life in his mind, to see if he could remember which NPC in the game was desperate for life and eventually died.

Unfortunately, he thought about it for a long time and never had any impression of this. "Forget it, take one step at a time."

"Young Master, do you want to have a meal? As long as you need it, I will get it for you immediately." At this time, the waiter turned 180 degrees and said flatteringly.

"No need." Ling Xiangtian glanced at the waiter and walked out of the Osmanthus Restaurant. He didn't need to argue with an NPC.

As soon as Ling Xiangtian walked out of the restaurant, he received a secret message from the Ghost Guild.

"President, where are you now? Things are not going to be good. You can go to the guild to take a look."

Ling Xiangtian opened the guild management channel in confusion.

"I'll start a group, whoever wants to come, and fuck him to death, what's so great about the Bloody Guild? It's just that there are more people. If our Ghost Guild also expands its recruitment, maybe the overall strength of the Guild is now stronger than that of the Bloody Guild."

"Get me together. Yesterday I was also attacked by people from the Blood Guild, causing me to lose a piece of bronze armor in vain."

"Get me together, I am an assassin, and killing is my specialty."

"I want to take revenge, and kill the Blood Guild.

...

When I saw the chat records in the guild, I mentioned the information that I was killed by the Bloody Guild.

Ling Xiangtian's heart sank and made a verbal call to Hong Tongtong.

"Tell me what's going on."

"That's right. Isn't our Ghost Guild against the Blood-Scared Guild? It's normal to fight each other in normal times. Of course, our guild has a small number of people and is at a disadvantage in fighting, but this is nothing. If you don't want to participate in the fight, be careful. Just dodge a little when you encounter the Blood-Scared Guild. But since yesterday, a large number of casualties occurred in our guild. At first, I thought it was just a chance, but this morning, the high-level players in our guild were almost killed. This situation occurred. One or two were accidental, but even if our personnel entered the deep forest to do tasks, they were still caught by the Blood-Scared Guild people and surrounded and killed." Hong Tongtong paused for a moment and then said: "President, I suspect that there are traitors in our guild. This is just my judgment. Although there is a constraint on the entry agreement in the game and you cannot betray the guild, outside the game, you can solve it with just one phone call, and the main brain cannot control the real world."

"Well, I understand. You asked the thieves and the assassin troops to explore the gathering place of the Blood Guild personnel, and found it and sent me a message." Ling Xiangtian's face was gloomy and he said harshly: "If you want to play, I'll play with you enough."

Ling Xiangtian hesitated for a moment, entered the guild channel again, and turned on the microphone directly.
Chapter completed!