late at night.
The bright moon hangs high in the sky, surrounded by a multitude of stars.
The bright moonlight was cool and clear, like a silver veil.
At the summit of Juyue Mountain in Yuehua Cave, dark clouds and gloomy atmosphere filled the air, preventing even moonlight from penetrating, as if a corner of a silver veil had been torn away.
The dark yin energy on the tall banner was so dense that it could not be dispersed, spreading to the surroundings and weaving into dark clouds. Due to the excessive yin energy, a thin layer of white frost had condensed on the ground.
Bai Cang's sleeves billowed like wings, his eyes filled with helplessness. "The resources here are so scarce! Is it because we're located at the main gate of the temple that ghosts and demons dare not approach?"
As the night drew to a close, he saw not a single ghost, not even a ten-year-old ghost, let alone a hundred-year-old one; only countless wandering spirits remained.
As a seasoned angler, Bai Cang subconsciously resorted to his traditional skill: shifting the blame.
Since I can't catch any fish, it's definitely not a problem with my skills.
It could be due to poor resources, problems with the hydrological environment, weather conditions, or even because you caught a "salted fish" (unlucky fish), which caused you to miss the golden time to catch fish.
In short: my fishing skills are superb, so it's definitely not my problem if I don't catch any fish!
As an all-around fishing expert, Bai Cang has no shortage of patience.
Before he time-traveled, he achieved the feat of "never missing a shot" by relying on his extraordinary patience.
Don't worry about whether you catch fish or not, you'll never go home empty-handed. If all else fails, there are always "hidden fishing spots." You're bound to catch something to take home eventually.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Just then, as Bai Cang was pondering what he could do to save face...
Suddenly, a cold wind howled, and ghostly figures appeared everywhere.
In the dim light, a flash of red seemed to disappear amidst the ghostly shadows.
"Finally, a big one has come. I knew it couldn't be a technical problem."
Bai Cang's spirits lifted, and the radiant light surrounding his body suddenly shone brightly, like a super-powerful light bulb, attracting the numerous ghostly figures to rush over.
Anyone dressed in red is a vengeful ghost!
Sure enough, as the many ghostly figures drew closer...
A red-clad female ghost, surrounded by a large group of people, slowly approached, stepping onto the moonlight.
Although her face was covered by a bright red veil, she still possessed a breathtaking beauty.
"Good grief, either you don't come at all, or you send a tough character right away, huh?"
A hint of excitement flashed in Bai Cang's eyes, and he became very excited.
Among the many ghostly figures, there were more than a dozen old ghosts, some nearly a hundred years old and some several decades old.
The red-clad female ghost was already close to, or even had reached, the level of a five-hundred-year-old ghost general.
"Bah!"
Just then, the red-clad female ghost let out a howl.
Countless mysterious Yin ghosts, like thousands of tentacles or dragons and snakes dancing wildly, coiled and strangled towards Bai Cang.
One after another, hideous ghosts flew through the air like a torrent.
"Hehehe, hehehe..."
Amidst the wailing and howling of ghosts, a chilling aura of malevolent spirits swept across the land.
A hundred ghosts roamed the night sky, wreaking havoc, and the entire summit of Giant Mountain seemed to have been transformed into a ghostly realm.
It was none other than the "Ghost Realm" that only a Ghost General could condense!
"What a fierce and ruthless red-clad ghost general!"
Bai Cang suppressed his smile and suddenly stood up.
"Ghosts are forbidden here!"
Invisible ripples swept out, and the hideous ghosts flying all over the sky suddenly exploded.
Then it transformed into a dense, almost tangible, mysterious Yin energy, merging into that eerie ghost realm.
Even the red-clad female ghost froze, as if struck by a spell, standing there dumbfounded.
Talent: Qi Forbidden!
"Shoot!"
Bai Cang let out a soft shout, and the Nine Netherworld Crown, interwoven with radiant light, exuded a terrifying majesty. The Nine Springs Command in his hand was imprinted on the red-clothed female ghost's forehead in mid-air.
In an instant, a look of struggle appeared on her face, but she still slowly knelt down on the ground.
Talent: Ghostbane!
"The Five Aggregates and Five Demons, the Five Ghosts and Five Gods, by decree!"
However, Bai Cang was not careless and immediately formed hand seals and chanted proverbs.
Capturing the red-clad female ghost was just the beginning.
If you want to refine this ghost general into your main soul, you will need to do more.
"boom!"
The next moment.
As the maxim fell, five small figures, clad in divine robes, wearing crowns, and with seals hanging from their waists, leaped out from Bai Cang's internal organs.
These were none other than the five little ones who had transformed into the spirits of the five internal organs.
"The Five Qi converge at the origin, the natal divine seal, by imperial decree!"
At Bai Cang's command, the five little ones immediately spewed out five-colored rays of light, which landed between the eyebrows of the red-clad female ghost.
Finally, a five-colored lotus-shaped mark appeared on her forehead.
After doing all this, the five little ones looked dejected and couldn't wait to jump into Bai Cang's Five Internal Organs Temple.
Bai Cang's face was also pale: In order to refine this red-clothed female ghost into a natal spirit ghost, not only were the five little ones severely injured, but he himself also sacrificed nearly half of the five qi in his chest.
"Refined by the sun and moon, by imperial decree!"
Immediately afterwards, Bai Cang mustered his strength, formed hand seals, and the vast and mighty Primordial Dark Heavenly Cold Qi surged forth.
Then, like a silver dragon coiling, it intertwined with a cold moon in the sky, casting down its bright light and enveloping the red-clad female ghost.
"Bah!"
The next moment.
The red-clad female ghost roared to the sky and began to swallow the moon's silvery light in large gulps.
"The moon's radiance aids my cultivation!"
Seeing this, Bai Cang sat cross-legged, pushed up his moon crown, and the "Viewing the Five Tones" skill was activated.
When the bright moon shone in the sky, its pure light continuously restored his depleted magical power.
This training lasted for another three days!
Three days later, Bai Cang felt that the Yin spirit in Huang Ting's sea of consciousness had become listless and dispirited.
His eyes were filled with deep weariness, and he seemed to have an urge to fall asleep.
The red-clad female ghost had also undergone a dramatic transformation.
A bright red wedding dress transformed into a silver-white palace gown.
She has delicate features, a cool and aloof demeanor, and ethereal eyes.
It was as if the goddess of the moon had descended to earth, and there was no trace of ghostly aura left.
Even the pitch-black Xuan Yin Ghost Fiend has been refined into a pure white color, showing faint signs of transforming into the "Xuan Shuang Fiend".
"Boom!"
Suddenly, she stood up, and the frost-like ghostly energy that had been intertwined with the ghostly aura suddenly gathered back into her body, propelling her aura to rise continuously.
Five hundred years, six hundred years, seven hundred years, eight hundred years.
In the blink of an eye, the female ghost's cultivation had already broken through the eight-hundred-year limit.
If one goes any further, one can enter the ranks of the thousand-year-old ghost kings.
"Next, the final step!"
Bai Cang forced himself to stay alert, pointed, and shouted, "Go!"
At her command, the female ghost walked slowly towards the Ghostly White Bone Banner, her steps graceful and graceful.
At the same time, deep within the Northern Yin Mountains.
A towering, shady dragon claw locust tree suddenly seemed to come alive.
Countless dark green vines, like wildly dancing dragons, transformed the surrounding area into a strangling inferno.
A voice that was neither male nor female roared with rage.
"Who stole my Nine Yin Maiden?!"
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