Immortality: I can absorb the memories of the dead.

Chapter 27: Good and Evil Clash, No One Leads

After three rounds of drinking, until late at night, everyone left drunkenly.

Before leaving, the jailer Old Chen seemed to have thought of something, and turned back and drunkenly gave Zhou Yi some advice.

"Zhou Yi, you need to be careful about your house. I heard that your house is haunted."

"Haunted?"

Zhou Yi was a little surprised. Since he was not short of money at that time, he bought the yard. He didn't expect to hear Lao Chen say this.

Could it be that there are still some resentful souls that have not been cleared away and have become a problem?
Or maybe someone has taken over the man's position and is doing some weird things to scare people?
"Yes, it's haunted. Otherwise, you should go to the prison cell and sleep for a night."

"I understand, thank you."

Zhou Yi said goodbye to his drunken colleague and rode his donkey towards home.

Before people arrived, the mental power had already scanned and analyzed the entire house.

"I see."

At this moment, the yard was quiet. The snow had stopped long ago. The moonlight was shining on the ground, making the snow look like daytime.

The persimmon tree with all its leaves fallen was moving without wind. No human figures could be seen, but people talking could be heard. It was extremely strange.

"Brothers, that kid hasn't come back for such a long time, he must have died outside!"

"What a pity! God has mercy on him and let him die outside. Otherwise, hmph, I would have let him have a taste of how powerful I am now!"

"Hiss~! Big brother is so awesome."

"I'm telling you, follow me and I and practice together. There are a lot of corpses piled up underground here. It's an extremely yin place, especially suitable for ghosts like us to practice. As long as we absorb enough essence of the sun and the moon, sooner or later we will be able to achieve enlightenment and walk in the daytime, just like humans, and enjoy it.

If you allow your energy and spirit to dissipate and enter the underworld, you don't know whether you will turn into thick water or be reincarnated.

Even if we are lucky enough to be reborn as a human, it is fine. But if we are reborn as a chicken, duck, pig or dog, it is better for us brothers to be ghosts now."

"What the elder brother said is absolutely true."

As he was speaking, the door creaked open and a figure walked in leading a donkey.

"Brother, someone else is coming."

"You are such a fool, you dare to come to my territory to cause trouble. Scare him to death."

At the command, five ghosts roared like black panthers and pounced towards Zhou Yi without any hesitation.

Zhou Yi did not take action, but just glanced at the ghosts. In an instant, four of the ghosts screamed, scrambled to get into the persimmon tree, and trembled.

"It's him! He's back!"

"God damn him, why didn't he die outside?"

"Look, the boss didn't come back."

"Well done, you are worthy of being the boss! You can even face that devil without fear!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ghost boss fell to his knees with a thud.

"Senior, you are finally back! I had evil thoughts in my heart and offended you. You killed me. After I awakened my consciousness, I felt sorry for you and wanted to do something for you within my ability. Unfortunately, you never came back. I can only try my best to preserve this courtyard and scare away those dirty beasts in order to forgive you!
If you don't mind, I will be your servant and guard your house." The yard was dead silent.

The four ghosts were all stunned, not knowing what their boss was doing. They immediately used their spiritual consciousness to communicate with their boss.

"Boss, are you crazy? Didn't you just say you were going to find a chance to kill him?"

"Idiot, I was just pretending, you guys take it seriously?"

"But he killed us. We have an irreconcilable feud. Wouldn't it be too shameful to just be his dogs?"

"Foolish! If we fight him head-on, we have no chance of winning. However, we can choose another way to fight. Let's see who can survive longer.

We are all ghosts now, and we will not die again. He is just a human being. Although he has some strength, even a martial artist of the great sect level can only live for two or three hundred years at most. When he is old, our strength will be stronger. Then we can kill him. That is the safest way."

"Hiss~! Boss is so wise!"

The ghosts just felt that their boss was extremely smart.

Even Zhou Yi was stunned.

Are ghosts so smart these days?

And he has learned to be so tolerant. Even though he hates me to death, he still wants to be my slave!
Too sneaky, even more sneaky than me, too dangerous!
"The first move of the Heavenly Demon Art - total destruction of the soul and spirit!"

The mental force was as powerful as the sea, pouring out and instantly blasting several ghosts into ashes, leaving no one behind.

Zhou Yi slowly raised his head and looked up at the sky.

"There have been some ghosts before, but none as smart as this. Could it be that the seal of this world has begun to loosen?"

Zhou Yi tied the donkey to the persimmon tree and went into the house to start practicing.

This time, he practiced the Confucian Plum Blossom Hand.

This Plum Blossom Hand sounds like the Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand that can cause disability, but in fact, it is a mental method that cultivates both inside and outside. It absorbs the energy of heaven and earth and uses it for one's own benefit. In addition to greatly enhancing one's own strength, it can also nourish the spirit.

"The Confucian method is quite good. It cultivates both the inside and the outside. In addition to improving personal cultivation, it can also nourish one's soul with righteousness, thus achieving the method of cultivating both the inside and the outside. No wonder that guy progressed so quickly. He has already broken through the great sect realm at the age of only fifty."

The main reason why Zhou Yi practiced this technique was to enhance his own attribute energy so that he could respond to ever-changing situations and have a higher chance of winning against the enemy.

In addition, when you are attacking someone, you can switch between different skills so that others will not know that it is they who are the ones making the move.

However, after practicing, Zhou Yi felt something was wrong.

The practice of the Confucian uprightness by the Broken Plum Hand actually conflicts with the Heaven-Devouring Magic Art in the body. The two struggle in the body, turning his body into a battlefield.

"I can't go on like this. I'll get hurt."

Zhou Yi thought for a moment and then activated the Wuxiang Gong. From Wuxiang came form, and from form came non-form. With this Gong, the two energies of positive and negative in the body became like the Yin and Yang Tai Chi, surrounding and fitting each other, yet not interfering with each other.

Zhou Yi understood something vaguely, but did not fully comprehend it. It was a feeling that he could not describe or explain.

"It is said that after a person breaks through to the level of a Martial Saint, he or she can sense the way of heaven and earth and create his or her own martial arts, which is why he or she is called a Martial Saint. I can occasionally feel some insights when I practice now, and perhaps I am transforming in this direction. It seems that I am not too far away from that realm."

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