Wanbao Lady

Chapter 437: Flower Moving Lamp

Chongfan used his finger as a pen, dancing it in the air, drawing golden lines, and then pushed with one palm.

The next moment, a golden symbol with a black background and a glowing halo appeared in the air.

You can vaguely see white words written on it.

"I have already drafted the oath above. You just need to trace it over with your own ghost energy."

Hearing this, the Ghost King opened his eyes and roughly scanned the words on it.

It roughly said "From now on, you must strictly discipline yourself and not harm others", "Gather the ghosts in the Xisha Islands and distinguish between yin and yang", "Reward the good and punish the evil, and do not condone or shelter them" and so on.

Clearly and obviously.

He said no more. He used his fingers to pick up a trace of the pure ghost energy lingering at the corner of his mouth, as if it were his own blood, and forced himself to re-trace the oath.

When the last stroke was made, in an instant, the entire black talisman with gold patterns suddenly emitted a black light, and then turned into a streak of light, flew into his mouth, and disappeared.

At the same time, he clearly felt that there was something extra in the depths of his soul.

But he saw a hint of satisfaction in the eyes of the female cultivator in front of him.

"I can't hold on any longer..."

The Ghost King clenched his fists, closed his eyes tightly, and held on to his breath to prevent his cultivation from falling.

But he didn't see it. A light flashed in the woman's hand, and a strange-looking piece of wood, with several branches entwined with each other on the upper part and a sharp thorn on the lower part, like a short stick, appeared in her hand.

[Functional terms: 1. Able to identify various spiritual powers, ghost powers, demon powers and other energies in the user's body; 2. Able to selectively extract the above energy and store it; 3. Able to convert the above energy into energy that the user can accept]

[Note: Added materials: transplanted flowers and trees]

[Required fortune value: 15]

[Do you want to refine it? ]

Yes!

However, I saw that the strange-looking wood had several soft branches gradually extending, growing petals, swaying slightly in the air, while the pointed root at the bottom became rounder, like a bottle belly, and gradually became transparent.

At first glance, it looks like a flower cup.

[It is detected that you have refined an orange-level holy weapon. Please name your holy weapon. ]

Move the flower cup.

[Is a spell set to be used? ]

No.

[The sacred artifact, the Flower-Moving Lamp, has been included in the system atlas, and you can recall it at any time.]

The Yihua Lantern was suspended above the Ghost King's head, and then a bright light shone forth, completely enveloping him.

After a moment, as the user of the treasure, Chongfan felt the information conveyed by it in his mind.

The general meaning is:

Ninety percent of the energy in the user's body is his own ghost power, nine percent is the power of faith, and the remaining one percent is unknown corrosive spiritual power.

Is it necessary to remove and transform this unknown corrosive spiritual energy?

After feeling this information, Chongfan made a prompt decision and thought to himself: Yes.

The next moment, the flower cup was seen still spinning, with its five branches expanding and contracting like jellyfish tentacles.

"Uh......"

The Ghost King couldn't help but widen his eyes, and clearly felt that something was gradually being pulled out from his empty eye sockets and spine.

When he saw the green light gradually flying from his eye sockets and back into the air and into the flower cup, his whole body was shaking with excitement.

This is... to eliminate the remaining power left by that person!

Thinking of this power, it had been tormenting him for so many years like a maggot attached to his bones, so that he had to use the power of faith to suppress the pain.

Now, he can finally get rid of it!

The green light entered the branches of the flower cup and was absorbed and stored. Inside the transparent "bottle belly", the green light gradually turned red.

When all the green light was absorbed and transformed, there was a burst of spitting out from the center of the flower cup, like a dragon spitting out a pearl, and suddenly a red ball like a pill emitting pure ghost power was spit out.

"Although I don't know where this power in your body comes from, it is extremely pure, the only one I have ever seen in my life. The ghost power converted from this power should be able to stabilize your cultivation."

Hearing this, the Ghost King looked at the pure red ghost power and inhaled it into his nose without hesitation.

The invisible force suddenly rushed into his limbs and bones, as if he had taken a tonic, and his depressed spirit was revved up.

He endured the severe pain all over his body, sat up cross-legged, and transformed the power in his body.

In Chongfan's perception, the frequency of the rapidly flashing "light bulb" actually slowed down, and then gradually stabilized.

Half an hour later.

The Ghost King's chaotic breath was completely calmed down, his cultivation was stabilized again, and ghost energy no longer leaked from his wounds and mouth and nose.

Just like a building that was about to collapse, it was righted again.

As for the injuries on my body, they are minor and I just need to spend some time to recuperate.

He clenched his fists, feeling the strength returning to his body, and touched his empty eye sockets, his brows raised with joy.

The man immediately stood up, changed his previous arrogance and pride, and bowed solemnly, following the etiquette of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

"Thank you fellow Taoist for saving me!"

Seeing this, Chongfan nodded slightly.

The Ghost King then looked at Qin Lingshan again, his face showing shame, "I am truly ashamed of what I did before. After this incident, I will... announce it to the world and apologize to you, my friend."

After hearing this, Qin Lingshan's eyes brightened up a lot.

She took off her Wanyun Clothes and handed them to the other party. "Here, this clothing is made from the luck of the people of the Great Zhou. If you really want to thank me, return the luck to me!"

Looking at the Wan Yun Yi with a missing sleeve in front of him, the Ghost King felt filled with emotion.

After many twists and turns, it all started and ended with this fabric.

Then he took it solemnly and said, "It should be so."

The master and the disciple looked at each other, and there was a look of relief in their eyes.

"As for this oath..."

Hearing this, the Ghost King immediately said, "Please rest assured, fellow Taoist! Since I have already promised this, I will never break my promise! When the injury gets better, I will issue a national notice and order my subordinates to start rectification!"

"That matter of faith..."

The Ghost King touched his eye sockets, rubbed his back, and showed a rare smile on his face, "Since fellow Daoist has helped me to remove this power, I no longer need the power of faith to suppress it. The people here, whether to believe it or not is entirely up to themselves!"

After hearing this, Chongfan nodded.

Nor was he afraid that the other party would go back on his word. After all, the magical power of the curse was no joke!

After a while, the Ghost King looked confused, as if he was quite puzzled. He finally said embarrassedly:

"May I ask, fellow Taoist, that I have offended you before... Why..."

If you ask yourself, if you were in his shoes, it would not be hard to understand that they would not only abandon him when he was seriously injured, but also take the opportunity to take revenge.

Even he does it himself.

Hearing this, the woman looked towards the city looming in the distance, "Maybe... she doesn't want this place to get any worse!"

The Ghost King's eyes suddenly widened.