Chang Jin, the Hunyuan Pearl in Abi's hand, had the function of captivating people's souls. The Ziyang Taoist's realm was too low, and he was caught off guard and didn't understand what was going on until his death.

Several people watched the ship leave, urged the flower basket to appear from the darkness, and came to a place four or five feet away from Huo Wanniang.

Before, Huo Wanniang thought that the Taoist priest had done something, but she thought that the situation on the field changed drastically, and the Taoist priest died without warning, which made her unable to react for a moment.

When he noticed someone coming from the water again, Huo Wanniang turned her head quickly and then showed a little joy on her face: "Young Master Chang, it's you, why are you here?"

But her smile did not last long, and she quickly changed into a shock: "It turns out that Mr. Chang is not an ordinary scholar... are you here to get rid of me?"

"Miss Huo, I've been together for a few days ago. I never thought we would do this way when we met." Chang Jin did not answer her words, but sighed with emotion.

"Yes, I didn't expect Mr. Chang to be like this. Unfortunately, the little woman owed the silver she had not had enough time..." As soon as he said, Huo Wanniang said anxiously: "Mr. Chang, wait a moment, I'll go."

After saying that, her figure completely disappeared from the river.

Not long after, water suddenly appeared on the river surface, and a big carp four or five feet long broke out of the waves. The big carp had a red silk in its mouth, and a box was tied to the bottom.

With the realm of the three, it was naturally obvious that the big carp was possessed by Huo Wanniang at first sight.

But when he saw the flower basket, the big carp shook its body and its tail quickly hit the river water, jumping out of the water for more than half a person, and fell into the flower basket with a click. Then it spit out the red silk in its mouth, opening its mouth one by one

Huo Wanniang's soul flashed out of the carp's body and stood on the water again: "Wanniang has seen three people. I was a water ghost at first, but my realm is too low. Now I can't bear anything with my hands. I can only drive this carp and send it to hundreds of treasure chests. It is my savings in the years of my life in Yihong Building, which is considered to repay the silver you and the prince of Wang."

Except for a very small number of spirit ghosts that can be used as a transport method, the souls of ordinary ghosts are just illusions and have not been sacrificed and refined, so most of them cannot hold objects in hand. Only by entering the realm of ghost immortals can you get rid of the limitations. However, if a ghost that has absorbed the power of incense and has a divine realm, it is not listed here.

"Those silver coins were borrowed by Li Shunchang and have nothing to do with you." Chang Jin said with a faint expression, not moved by it.

"Although it was not borrowed by the little woman himself, it was because of me. I hope Mr. Chang would accept it and let the little woman fulfill his wish... Mr. Chang can also kill ghosts." Huo Wanniang showed a firm expression on her face. She didn't want to be removed by the Taoist priest before, because her wish was not fulfilled. Now she has made up her wish and does not want to survive in the world again.

"Why should I get rid of you?" Chang Jin understood what she was thinking and asked.

"Human and ghosts have different paths, and water ghosts like me should not exist in the world." After experiencing what happened just now, Huo Wanniang was a little depressed.

"You are too worried, we will take you out of here." At this time, Abi interrupted.

Huo Wanniang smiled bitterly when she heard this: "Miss I don't know that I died of drowning, and my body was eroded by water veins, and I accumulated countless resentment and could not escape from this water area. If you survive in this world like this, you need to feel the pain of cold cement invasion every day. It would be better to lose your soul and save a lot of trouble."

"Is this happening?" Abi turned his head and looked at Bai Susu.

"I don't know either." Bai Susu shook her head. Although she has been practicing for a long time, she knows little about ghosts.

"This is indeed the case. This is the iron rule of the underworld's underworld. If you force her to leave, you will probably be lost soon." Chang Jin once served as the underworld's land and is very familiar with this rule.

"What a bullshit rule, I think the underworld is also a villain." Abi shouted depressedly, "Brother-in-law, is there no other way?"

"I once heard that as long as the water ghost is looking for a living person as a substitute, he can resolve his resentment and reincarnate." Chang Jin suddenly intervened.

"Young Master Chang also knows this method?" Huo Wanniang was a little surprised and shook her head and said, "There is indeed this method, but the little woman has suffered such silence. Why should she hurt innocent people's lives?"

"This is the best. In addition to finding a substitute, there is also another method, that is, becoming a god. When I was in Wanshan Mansion, I met a ghost friend..." Chang Jin told Wang Mingtang's experience in full. If you achieve a god, you will naturally no longer have to be bound by the iron law of the underworld. Instead, you can gain incense and increase your own Taoist practice.

"Can I still become a god?" Huo Wanniang asked in disbelief.

"What's wrong? Do not do evil because it's small, and do not do good because it's small. Have good thoughts and you can understand the spirit. As long as you persist, you will naturally be recognized by the people on both sides of Yingshui." Chang Jin explained a few words, and then said: "I have a method of practicing ghosts here. You listen carefully and write them down. I hope it can help you enter the realm of ghost immortals as soon as possible."

When he was a land priest, he had a deep understanding of the cultivation of ghosts, but he had not practiced himself. At this moment, he told Huo Wanniang that it would be considered as a use of everything.

The three of them stayed on the river for half an hour, and then returned to the ship after the matter was handled.

It was not too early, so they went back to their rooms and meditated in peace and meditation.

Chang Jin's practice of entering shackles did not require such diligence. However, he wanted to investigate the specific reason for the conflict between Haoran's energy and Taoist cultivation, so he did not stop practicing every night.

After entering tranquility, his mind soon became silent. A stream of air rises in Nirvana Palace... If nothing unexpected happens, he failed again at a critical moment. He closed his eyes and sensed confidently, but he still didn't notice any abnormalities. When he was about to withdraw, he "huh" and saw that there was a ball of red air around the magic pen. Although the red air was no different from other airflows in his body, it was separated by itself, straight upward, implying an indescribable strange charm.

"What the hell is going on? This incense mind power has not only not subsided, but has also condensed into shape?" Chang Jin looked for a moment, feeling confused.

Most of the incense and thoughts he received in Nirvana Palace were worshipped by Xiaoqian, and were transformed into a mighty spirit through magical pens.

There has never been an abnormality before, but somehow, an accident happened this time.

Since you can't see it, why not try to refine it and see what the reason is.

Thinking of this, the magic pen flashed, and the green light flashed around it, and it wrapped the red air and began to slowly refine it.

I don’t know how long it took, the magic brush’s green light suddenly flourished, and the originally smooth pen showed hidden true texts. Every word was as big as a fist, as solemn as a mountain, containing countless principles and mysteries, which were so mysterious that even Chang Jin could not fully interpret it...
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