Zombie world, start with full level system of sorcery

Chapter 10 Harvest Ghosts
"Boom!"

The sky was bright, and there was a knock on the door outside the Dharma hall. Zhang Yichu opened his eyes when he heard the sound, and a divine light was fleeting.

Zhang Yichu had already completed the re-sacrifice of the Yin soldiers, and all the Yin soldiers turned into tattoos and died on the skin. At this moment, they are only using mana to stabilize the realm that has just been broken through.

Mana returned to the dantian of the lower abdomen, Zhang Yichu got up and opened the door, and saw Lin Fengjiao holding a bowl of clear porridge.

"How is it? Is the sacrifice of Yin soldiers going well?"

Zhang Yichu grinned and didn't answer, took the warm porridge and drank it down in a few gulps.

"It went very well, but I have subdued too few evil spirits along the way, and the yin soldiers I have refined are only a few, which is not enjoyable."

This time, the orthodoxy of ghosts and gods, which was unexpectedly awarded by Lin Fengjiao, relieved the embarrassment of his identity as a cultivator, but Zhang Yichu did not forget the purpose of coming here this time.

That is the ghost that Lin Fengjiao has subdued and suppressed for many years.

So I had no choice but to cry poorly in front of Lin Fengjiao first, paving the way for the next step.

"Don't act stupid in front of me, just look at you and I'll know what you're thinking about."

Lin Fengjiao walked around Zhang Yichu, stretched out her hand and pressed on the wall on the right, and the wall was dented immediately, followed by a sound like a machine gun hitting.

Immediately a secret door appeared in front of the two of them. Lin Fengjiao took down a candle on the altar and waved for Zhang Yichu to follow.

Passing through a long and narrow corridor, an iron door full of runes appeared in front of the two of them. Zhang Yichu noticed the traces of sinister air coming out from behind the door, and couldn't help frowning. Could it be...

Lin Fengjiao directly opened the door and walked in. By the light of the candles, she could see that the small room was densely packed with wine jars.

There are two cross-sealed talismans on the wine jars, and the words sorghum, daughter red, and ginseng can be vaguely seen on the jars.

"Senior brother, where is this?"

Zhang Yichu was excited, he naturally knew what this place was, it was the haunted house where Lin Fengjiao placed the sealed ghosts.

These wine jars contained the evil spirits that Lin Fengjiao had subdued over the years.

Isn't one of the purposes of his coming to Renjia Town this time, these ghosts in front of him?

"Since I practiced Taoism for my brother, I have caught ghosts and eliminated demons countless times, and most of them have been saved by me."

"And the ghosts sealed in these wine jars are all bloodthirsty, cruel and hateful people. Their own sins are serious and they have lost the chance to reincarnate."

"If you let them go out, they will definitely disturb the world and cause harm to one side. And I don't want to be contaminated with too much evil spirit, which will damage my practice, so I didn't let them fly away, so I had to seal them here."

Lin Fengjiao looked at Zhang Yichu and explained.

This place is always a hidden danger. If one day these ghosts escape, it is only because of their own selfishness that they are afraid of harming their own practice, causing people to die, and it is hard to escape the blame.

"I know that you are most in need of yin soldiers now, so I will give these ghosts to you, so as to solve my troubles, and it is the best of both worlds."

Now that I know that Junior Brother Yichu is gifted in sorcery, he has even practiced the art of controlling ghosts. With Yichu's mid-stage cultivation base and the orthodoxy of ghosts and gods, and his own assistance, it may not be impossible to refine these ghosts into ghosts. soldier.

That's why Lin Fengjiao decided to hand over the ghosts here to Zhang Yichu.

Moreover, I would like to take this opportunity to take a good look at Zhang Yichu's talent.

If she is not as talented as she said before, Lin Fengjiao feels that it is necessary to take some precautionary measures.

"Thank you, brother! You are so kind to me!"

Zhang Yichu directly stepped forward, hugged Lin Fengjiao and spun around.

At this moment, he didn't know what to say anymore. First, he sealed the ghost seal decree to himself, and now he took the initiative to give these ghosts to himself before he asked for it.

"Put me down, brat!"

Lin Fengjiao was a little embarrassed by this sudden move, she always blushed, never had she been hugged by a big man like this before.

"Brother, there are so many wine jars, there are a hundred or eighty of them, don't they all contain ghosts?"

"How is it possible, most of them are empty, and there are only about twenty real sealer ghost jars."

Lin Fengjiao pointed to a pile of wine jars placed in the middle.

"Among the twenty, there are twelve evil ghosts and eight fierce ghosts. How about it, are you sure about refining it?"

"As long as there are no evil-level ghosts, I'm fine."

Fierce is a terrifying ghost comparable to a fake alchemist. Although Zhang Yichu really wanted to have a vicious soldier, he knew how much it would be.

Even though his ghost control skill has reached the full level, his cultivation level is still at the top level, and he can easily deal with fierce ghosts, but it is not a problem to save the life of a higher level of fierce ghosts.

"Vicious ghosts cannot be sealed by these wine jars. The evil ghosts and ghosts here are not weak, no more than ordinary ghosts of the same level. They kill too many lives, and they are full of resentment. They can sweep the existence of the same level."

Lin Fengjiao was afraid that Zhang Yichu would not know the depth of it, so she opened her mouth to explain.

"Senior brother, don't worry, my understanding of the ghost control technique has been perfected, and I think I can handle it. Even if something goes wrong, isn't there senior brother by your side?"

Zhang Yichu smiled confidently, took the candle from Lin Fengjiao's hand, and placed it in the corner of the desk.

"Okay, my brother is here to protect you, you can start."

Lin Fengjiao nodded slightly, signaling Zhang Yichu to start.

"it is good!"

Immediately, he mobilized the mana in his whole body, through the seal formula in his hand, the mana turned into chains of will-o'-the-wisps, and went straight to the pile of wine jars in the middle.

"Snapped!"

Swinging the chain of fire, even tore off the seals of all the ghosts, Lin Fengjiao who was beside her was even more frightened, she didn't expect his junior brother to be so arrogant.

Without the seal of the talisman, how could such a mere wine jar trap these ghosts and evil spirits.

Streams of black smoke overflowed from the mouth of the altar, turning into hideous ghosts.

In an instant, the whole room was filled with a cold and evil spirit, and a strong smell of blood filled the nostrils.

"Little brat! You actually released all the ghosts at the same time!"

Lin Fengjiao was about to make a move, but was stopped by Zhang Yichu.

"Brother, let's be optimistic!"

"Where are the Yin soldiers? Give it to me!"

Wisps of green smoke and black air rose from Zhang Yichu's body, tattoos flowed all over his body, and came out along his neck, turning into a sharp-clothed soldier.

The ghost general took the lead, carrying a thick-backed long knife, and rushed into the group of ghosts. Behind him, the ghost soldiers drew their swords and guns, and surrounded them.

But Xiaoqian hovered beside Zhang Yichu, her fingernails swelled, and she shot out sharp Yin Qi, stabbing at the leading ghosts.

"The sun is equal to the sky, the flame of pure gold, the imperial law of Kun!"

Zhang Yichu yelled violently, and the chains of will-o'-the-wisps transformed by mana surged into arrogance, reflecting the room in a greenish color.

The ghosts in front were fighting fiercely, Zhang Yichu took advantage of his unpreparedness and manipulated the chain of fire to wrap around those ghosts.

This green will-o'-the-wisp, sinister and vicious, is designed to burn ghosts' bodies and souls.

As soon as the ghosts entangled themselves, they were immediately burnt with scars, and all of them were in great pain, as if they had fallen into hell in a frying pan.

(End of this chapter)