Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 40: Ghosts Gather. (Third update!)

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"Human child! Wake up!"

"Wake up!"

After an unknown amount of time, Zheng Que vaguely heard a sound and felt a little pain on his face.

He opened his eyes drowsily, and saw darkness. Qingli was leaning over and looking at him. When she realized that he had woken up, she immediately withdrew her pale hand.

The surroundings were filled with swirling yin energy, as if covered by a layer of black gauze. The temperature dropped sharply, as if winter had arrived early. This thick yin energy was more serious than any time before.

Zheng Que suddenly woke up and sat up.

"What time is it now?" He quickly looked around and asked.

He wanted to know as soon as possible how long he had been unconscious?
How long is left until the end of your life at the hour of Hai?

As he spoke, Zheng Que had already stood up from the bed and walked out quickly.

Qingli immediately followed him and replied, "It's almost midnight."

"There are a lot of ghosts outside. They must be looking for you, a human child."

"The death of a human child like you is a minor matter, but the fact that you implicated me and got punished together is a huge matter!"

"Grandma has already sensed it. There are the least ghosts in the southwest."

"You little human will escape from there in a moment..."

Squeak!

Zheng Que pulled open the temple door, and a cold wind filled with a thick gloomy aura blew in his face, as if a veil had instantly covered his vision.

The yard was empty, with long grass and old trees standing, just as it always was.

Night had completely fallen, and there was no sound in the darkness, as silent as death.

He immediately realized that something was wrong and quickly looked towards the courtyard wall. Under the thin moonlight, he saw a group of strange-looking ghosts lying on the wall, one after another, with densely packed ghost eyes, peering into the courtyard without blinking.

These ghosts were surrounded by yin energy, which gathered like black clouds. Most of them were in the fifth and sixth levels of the [Tongue-Pulling Hell], and a few were in the seventh level of the [Tongue-Pulling Hell].

There were many of them, but they all stayed silently outside the courtyard wall, as if they were afraid of something and were reluctant to enter the courtyard.

Zheng Que knew clearly in his heart that these ghosts did not dare to come in because there was the aura left by his master in this dilapidated temple.

If he was practicing at home this time... then these ghosts would have rushed in when he was unconscious just now!
"Are these ghosts my fate tonight?"

"wrong!"

"If we want to kill all the living people in the town at the same time, we can't do it with just these ghosts!"

Zheng Que's mind raced, and without any hesitation, he immediately performed a series of complex spells.

Qingli behind him instantly turned into a streak of blood light and merged into his arm. Black and white patterns emerged, and soon, Qingli's head grew out from the side of his neck.

【Spiritual Descent Technique】!
Zheng Que felt the power filling his body. When he was at the first level of Qi training, he used this technique to increase his strength to the second to third level of Qi training. Now, his own cultivation had reached the second level of Qi training, and Qingli's cultivation had even reached the fifth level of [Tongue-Pulling Prison]!
Now that he was using this technique, he could clearly sense that the power in his body had reached an extremely terrifying level.

However, there is no time for him to feel it carefully at this moment.

The moment the magic was successfully performed, Zheng Que immediately rushed out the door.

boom!
Zheng Que instantly rushed out of the courtyard and ran towards the town entrance. "Roar!!!"

The many ghosts lying on the courtyard wall and spying on the situation in the courtyard, saw Zheng Que leaving the ruined temple, and immediately burst into hoarse roars, and then chased after Zheng Que.

The pale moonlight illuminated the outline of the street. The houses that were familiar in the past were now crawling with all kinds of strange figures. They were surrounded by yin energy and had grotesque appearances, like centipedes after rain, wandering and climbing everywhere.

The whole town seemed to have fallen into a black fog. The streets were filled with a thick and tangible yin energy, and ghostly shadows were gliding in the fog like mayflies.

Sensing the presence of a living person, a ghost with suture marks all over its body immediately stood in the middle of the street, blocking Zheng Que's way.

The ghost's entire body was split into eight parts, haphazardly held together by black lines. Where the head should have been, the arms were its arms, its legs were five or six flesh-stained ribs, and its torso was a forcible fusion of its buttocks and head...

Its only sharp claw stretched out from its chest and grabbed Zheng Que fiercely.

Step, step, step...

Zheng Que's forward speed did not slow down at all. His left arm suddenly grew larger, and he arrived first, punching the ghost in the head.

boom!
The ghost was suddenly knocked off balance, and the moment it lost its balance, its claw that was grabbing Zheng Que fell directly onto the open space next to it.

Zheng Que had no intention of getting entangled with the ghost. After one successful move, he quickly passed by the ghost and continued to run at full speed.

At this moment, a ghost that looked like a human and a beast on the roof next to him hissed in his throat, jumped down and pounced on Zheng Que.

The ghost was covered in bright red, without a single piece of skin. The exposed muscles were trembling slightly, and purple-black blood was constantly flowing down. The face was twitching like a spasm, and it kept making hoarse murmurs, as if it was experiencing the pain of life all the time. It was holding a light yellow bag in its hand. Upon closer inspection, the bag was its own human skin!

It was so fast that in the blink of an eye, it pounced in front of Zheng Que, opened its mouth wide, revealing its sharp fangs, and bit towards Zheng Que fiercely.

Zheng Que's eyes fixed, and a rough hemp rope suddenly appeared, instantly strangling the skinned ghost's neck.

The next moment, the skinning ghost was hung in the air.

Before Zheng Que could continue to escape, large clumps of hair suddenly appeared on the ground. These hairs were thick and dense and quickly wrapped around Zheng Que's legs.

Zheng Que's expression remained unchanged, and his eyes immediately locked onto the hair at his feet.

In an instant, he used Qingli's Yincha Yinzhi to disable one of the ghost's methods.

In an instant, all the hair that was wrapped around Zheng Que's legs loosened, losing any binding force.

Zheng Que exerted force suddenly and broke all the hair, but he had only taken a few steps when the ghosts behind him caught up with him and pounced on him.

Zheng Que frowned and immediately cut open his palm. Spiritual blood containing yang energy gushed out, like sparks burning in the darkness. He waved his arm, and the spiritual blood splashed all over the sky, like a huge net, covering his back.

Then, he cast a spell, and the spiritual blood behind him turned into mist, floating into the air and circling towards the nearby ghosts.

This is the [Ghost Controlling Technique]!
As if they felt the threat of the spiritual blood, the ghosts rushing behind them all dodged to the side, avoiding the area where the spiritual mist was lingering.

Taking advantage of this situation, Zheng Que stopped his magic, stretched out his arms immediately, and swept across the street in the blink of an eye, grabbing the corner of a house in the distance.

He instantly exerted force with his legs and leaped into the air, while his outstretched arms quickly retracted.

In a flash, Zheng Que shot out like a bullet from a slingshot...

All of this happened in just a few breaths.

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