Chapter 127: Practice Got Difficulty
There is no distinction between day and night on the Yin Road. The only difference is whether the moon is on duty and whether the moonlight is gentle or cold.
But today, the moonlight is dim, adding to the coolness.
Ghosts like Baldy Head, after receiving their reincarnation number, simply wait. On weekdays, when they have nothing better to do, they love to wander. After arriving at the Yin Road, they join a few other ghosts they get along with and settle down at Beilin Bridge, becoming the local tyrants of the area. They bully wandering ghosts, tease the living, and often steal incense and gold ingots.
However, ever since Qingzhu settled in Fengqiao, their territory has shrunk a lot - anyone who gets close will be beaten.
But now those who beat the ghosts and those who are beaten are on the same line.
As Qin Qinsen crippled Xiaohong, Qingzhu and Baldyhead involuntarily shrank their necks. They felt as if they were branded with a red-hot iron, and there was even a burning smell.
The two ghosts' actions were very conspicuous, and Qin Qinsen's expression became a little strange. "I didn't hit you, why are you so nervous?"
Could it be that this is something I can relate to?
"Oh, this must be the prison technique that Lao Jiu mentioned. Master Qin is indeed a master with amazing skills."
Sanqi picked up the ball containing Xiaohong in a servile manner. Under the moonlight, the ball was pitch black, with occasional flashes of red light, which showed that the ghost inside was not an ordinary ghost.
"I can't believe you've done so many evil things at such a young age."
Tao Huali had some good eyesight. He stared at the ball in Sanqi's hand and exclaimed, "The Art of the Realm of Prison?!"
"Yeah." Qin Qinsen threw away the temporary magic weapon in his hand, and when he landed on the ground, the long whip turned back into a dry branch again.
Tao Huali had a complicated expression. Although she knew that every Du Yin person was an extraordinary person, seeing with her own eyes that a long-lost and difficult forbidden technique could be easily performed in his hands still made her feel a little self-doubt.
"now you."
Facing Qin Qinsen's somewhat tired eyes, Tao Huali was completely confused. Why did it become her turn? Yes, she was indeed not strict in discipline, which made Qingzhu inexplicably become the stupid backer of the little ghosts.
But revenge and punishment also need to be considered based on the severity of the crime, right? At best, she was...
"What are you standing there for? Sit down cross-legged on the ground and don't do anything sinister." Qin Qinsen glanced at the sinister sofa floating over and thought it was in the way, so he waved his hand to disperse it.
His train of thought was interrupted. He felt no malice or anger towards Qin Qinsen, not even a hint of dissatisfaction. Tao Huali and Qingzhu exchanged a glance and sat down obediently.
Although she had been recuperating for over a month, the hidden injuries were hard to heal. Now she and Qingzhu were even inseparable. She was definitely no match for Qin Qinsen, and with his lackeys and shady agents beside her, it was better for her to be obedient and avoid suffering.
"Your last name is Qin? I'm Tao Huali, the second daughter of the Xuanmen Tao family, and this is my ghost messenger Qingzhu."
What this means is that she has someone behind her, so before doing anything, she should consider whether she is qualified.
Qin Qinsen was too lazy to respond, but Sanqi listened to everything and let out a strange and sinister laugh, his eyes rolling around in his sockets, looking weird and unclear what he meant.
"If your horoscope is all Yin, you will feed the ghost with your body. The ghost messenger is almost half of your body, which also means that your personality, preferences, habits, and even your destiny will all influence each other until they become one."
"But she is a ghost, how can she merge with a living person?" Tao Huali didn't bother to guess what Qin Qinsen was trying to do. He just thought that his brain was damaged by Xiaohong and he needed urgent treatment.
Qin Qinsen rolled his eyes and said, "You were a human when you were alive, and you will become a ghost when you die."
It made so much sense that Tao Huali couldn't refute it.
"Who taught you to absorb the moonlight to heal your wounds?" Qin Qinsen frowned. She already had a strong yin energy, and he was guiding the moonlight into her body. Did he really think she was dead?
Seeing that Tao Huali remained silent for a long time, Qin Qinsen said indifferently, "You can say it or not, Qingzhu."
'exist. '
Qingzhu responded reflexively, then felt her body losing control and her gaze gradually rose. It wasn't until her gaze passed over Qin Qinsen's head that she suddenly came to her senses and struggled.
Wait, struggling?
Suddenly stopping, Qingzhu looked down and found that he had already left his human body, floating in the moonlight with all his limbs intact.
"Using one's body to feed ghosts means that one can take the ghost back into the body temporarily. After cultivation, the human and ghost can share the body, without being disturbed by the boundary between yin and yang. It does not mean that you can feed ghosts with the body of a living person." Qin Qinsen explained in plain language, "If you really used the body of a living person to feed ghosts, do you think you can survive until now?"
Qingzhu, who had lost the left half of his body in the duel, now stood in the moonlight, his limbs intact. His eyes were half-closed, and his body was ablaze with light, a truly beautiful sight.
"Humans and ghosts... coexist?" Tao Huali murmured, looking up at the green bamboo in the sky.
The Tao family's cultivation method is straightforward and brutal—they open their study to any gifted child within the clan, allowing them to practice whatever book strikes their fancy. With luck, a senior in the family shares your training and can offer occasional guidance. If you're unlucky, then, sorry, you'll have to figure it out on your own.
Tao Huali was obviously unlucky, but she had her own way.
A thin booklet suddenly appeared in front of him. Qin Qinsen was confused until Tao Huali turned over the folded page and he realized what it was.
"Did you copy the manual of the martial arts?"
The A4 paper was densely packed with words, with a simple diagram sketched in the corner. The paper was covered in red, blue, black, and yellow, and the look was terrible.
Tao Huali pointed to the ant-sized characters in the middle with a serious expression and asked, "The book says that if you want to use a ghost, you need to temper its will and keep it under strict supervision. Therefore, those who practice this technique must treat it with utmost strictness."
"Is this your own understanding?" Qin Qinsen looked at the round blue handwriting, turned to the first page, and had an inexplicable look in his eyes.
Tao Huali nodded, not knowing why Qin Qinsen had that expression.
"Are you practicing according to the copy?"
Continue to nod.
"Is it possible... that you made a mistake when you were copying?"
Sanqi: "Puff--"
Tao Huali shook his head desperately, "Impossible, I copied each line with a ruler, there's absolutely no mistake."
Besides, feeding ghosts with one's own body isn't a difficult forbidden technique. The Tao family has it, as do the Ma, Zhang, and Nangong families. And they're all pretty much the same, using the same method.
Few people practice it simply because it requires a very high physical condition. One must have all yin in one's eight characters, be born with yin-yang eyes, or have a half-ghost body. Such talents are really hard to find in the declining Xuanmen.
"Okay, if you say it's right, then it's right. Now let's treat your injury first."
"ah?"
Qin Qinsen pressed his palm on her head and pressed her to the ground. His palm gradually heated up, from slightly cool to hot, in just a moment.
Tao Huali felt the lingering pain in his left shoulder begin to dissipate. He ran around like a headless fly, only to be chased and blocked by the heat. Soon, a bloody hole appeared in his shoulder, and a stream of black blood spurted onto the ground.
Immediately afterwards, a golden light flashed, and Qingzhu's right hand pressed on the injured shoulder.
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