Immortal cultivation starts with copying.

Chapter 697 Pretending to be a ghost

Suddenly, a strong wind rose out of nowhere in the bamboo valley, and the entire bamboo forest swayed in the wind, making a harsh sound.

The sound was like the howling of thousands of ghosts. The door of the small building, which was originally closed, suddenly slammed open.

An extremely powerful pressure rose from the small building, forcing Chen Yunhao and the other four to retreat several steps.

Chen Yunhao looked back and saw a mist rising from the bamboo forest, and the path he came from completely disappeared.

"After so many years, someone finally came...!"

An erratic sound echoed in the valley.

"Who is this person? He's playing tricks on me...!"

Zhu Zetian snorted coldly.

The pressure that had just been revealed really frightened him. It felt like he was facing a cultivator in the late Mahayana stage, or a cultivator in the early stage of tribulation.

But the pressure was only revealed for a moment, and it went away just as quickly as it came.

Now they no longer felt any pressure, but there was a hint of danger in the bamboo forest where they came from, which made them dare not act rashly.

"hehe……."

Another erratic chuckle was heard.

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time. God has been kind to me, sending five of them at once..."

"Fellow Daoists, please be careful. This old monster might not be a real person, but a spirit. Be careful of him taking over your body..."

Zhuge En suddenly sent a message to the other four people, reminding everyone to be careful.

In fact, everyone had their own guesses. The Yunmiao Immortal Sect had been destroyed for so many years, and even the earthly immortals would have exhausted their lifespan.

Therefore, the only thing that can survive is the soul, and the soul cannot exist for thousands of years. There must be other ways to make the soul fall into a dormant state.

The arrival of Chen Yunhao's five strangers was the main reason for his soul's awakening.

This is roughly the situation, but based on the pressure brought by this soul, it is obvious that he should have been a high-level cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing Stage or the Mahayana Stage when he was alive.

"Old ghost, are you looking for death...?"

Zhu Zetian's face darkened. He raised his hand and summoned a magic treasure, shooting it towards the small building with the door open.

A soul is a soul after all. Even if it was very powerful when alive, its strength will inevitably decline after so many years.

Besides, there are five of them, so it’s hard to say who will win if a real fight breaks out!

In order to prevent the other people around him from escaping, Zhu Zetian chose to take the initiative.

Before the spiritual treasure flew close, a black gas emerged from the small building and turned into a giant hand, which slapped Zhu Zetian's spiritual treasure away with one slap.

Everyone gasped. No matter how weak Zhu Zetian was, he was still a cultivator in the middle stage of the fusion realm. With the help of his magic treasure, he could fight even against a cultivator in the early stage of the Mahayana realm.

“Ignorant youngster…!”

Following a sneer, a large cloud of black mist gushed out from the small building, spreading over like a dark cloud covering the sky.

This place is not big to begin with, and the black fog spread over, leaving Chen Yunhao and others with nowhere to hide.

But even if the other party is strong, Chen Yunhao and the other four will not sit idly by and wait for death.

They all took out their own protective magic weapons and cast various magical spells.

But no matter whether it was magic or magic treasure, it was like hitting cotton, and there was a feeling of powerlessness as if there was nothing they could do.

In the blink of an eye, the black fog spread among everyone, making them unable to sense each other anymore.

Chen Yunhao felt a sense of crisis in his heart, and felt that the several Vajra Talismans and shields on his body could not block the strange black fog at all.

"senior……!"

For things he couldn't handle, Chen Yunhao could only ask for help from the spirit of the weapon.

"Why are you so anxious? This is a clever trick. You're just lost in it. Let Lihun handle it...!"

The spirit of the weapon waved its hand unhappily.

"What a brilliant trick...!"

Chen Yunhao looked at the black fog that was spreading around his body. The Vajra Talisman could not stop the invasion of the black fog at all.

Suddenly, two black shadows emerged from the black fog, and one of them made a feint towards Chen Yunhao, attracting his attention.

The other one suddenly disappeared in the black fog. When Chen Yunhao saw it, it had already pounced on his back. It was so close that he had no time to react!

When the black shadow was about to disappear into Chen Yunhao's body, a hand appeared on Chen Yunhao's body, grabbed the black shadow, and disappeared in an instant.

Then Li Hun's figure appeared beside Chen Yunhao, licked his lips, and glanced towards the location of the small building with his eyes flashing with ghostly light. He shook his body and disappeared into the black fog.

After just a cup of tea, the black fog began to gradually dissipate, and suddenly the world became clear again.

But Chen Yunhao still stood there, not moving a step.

Looking at the other four people, they were lying on the ground unconscious.

A moment later, Li Hun strode out of the small building.

"What's that thing in there?"

Chen Yunhao is still a little curious.

"It's the resentment left by an elder of the Yunmiao Immortal Sect...!"

Li Hun smiled. In this world, any ghosts and monsters transformed from cultivators, or any resentful corpses, would not be his match, and could even become nourishment for his advancement.

After collecting the soul, Chen Yunhao looked at the four people still lying on the ground, shot a ray of spiritual power on each of their foreheads, and then he lay aside and pretended to be dead.

In fact, this is a very good opportunity, a chance to take down all four others.

But along the way, Chen Yunhao knew how difficult the road was. Having one more person on the road with him always meant one more chance.

So Chen Yunhao decided to let the four of them and their horse go, and wait and see what really happened!

About an incense stick of time later, a low humming sound was heard, and the first person to wake up was Yang Yougong.

Yang Yougong is an insect cultivator, and his soul is much stronger than others, so it is normal for him to wake up first.

Chen Yunhao also hurriedly pretended to have just woken up, his eyes were confused, he looked around, and muttered to himself.

"What's going on? What happened?"

Then Zhu Zetian and Zhuge En woke up one after another, both of them looked confused.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, what happened?"

Zhu Zetian looked at himself and found nothing unusual.

"I don't know either. When I woke up, Fellow Daoist Yang was already awake..."

Chen Yunhao also shook his head in confusion.

"Don't ask me, I don't know who to ask!"

Yang Yougong spread his hands, indicating that he didn't know either.

But no matter what, the situation is calm now and there is no danger.

"Let's go in and take a look. We have to figure this out...!"

Zhu Zetian still had some hope.

Of course Chen Yunhao had to cooperate, and the five of them walked into the small building together.

There was only a skeleton in the entire building, lying in the hall, with nothing on its wrists and waist, and no storage treasures were found.

Zhu Zetian's face darkened and he glanced at Yang Yougong obscurely, but didn't say much.