Chapter 13 The Yinzhou of Xuangu Mausoleum.

Pei Ling forced herself to calm down. The two female ghosts wanted to watch the fun, and maybe they wouldn't pay attention to themselves after watching the fun.

Thinking of this, he immediately decided to admit defeat casually.

After all, no matter how good the life-hating knife is, it is not as important as your own life. Besides, Pei Hongnian had practiced Qi for a while at the fourth level, and just now he couldn't shake the Bisheng knife with all his strength. Obviously, the 20% strength in the middle stage of foundation establishment was a world of difference for their current cultivation.

He who has just entered the fourth level of Qi training, why waste his efforts?

So Pei Ling stretched out his left hand, grabbed the handle of the Bisheng knife, and made a gesture of luck.

Seeing this, Zheng Jingshan frowned immediately. Although he used this life-hating knife as a bet, he was just to test Pei Ling's strength, and he didn't really want to reward it, but the opponent's cultivation base was only at the fourth level of Qi training. It was impossible to pull the life-hate knife out of his fingers, let alone with one hand.

Still injured left hand!

However, the thought was still there, and suddenly there was a force far beyond expectations from the handle of the knife, and the blade of the disgusting knife suddenly moved slightly towards Pei Ling, and was almost pulled away directly.

Zheng Jingshan was startled, and the way he looked at Pei Ling changed a little. With one hand, or the injured one hand, the strength is far superior to that of Pei Hongnian, who has also practiced at the fourth level of Qi and has been training at the fourth level for a long time? !

No, it is impossible for a cultivator at the fourth level of normal Qi training to have such great strength!

So that's the case, no wonder this kid is valued by the senior sister!

He was terrified in his heart, but without hesitation, he increased his strength and clamped the life-hungry knife again. It's not that Zheng Jingshan can't afford it, and he is worried that the fake will come true, so he rewards the life-hungry knife as a real reward, but that Pei Ling now only draws the knife with his injured left hand, and if he succeeds, what will he lose face of the dignified master of the Ming sect? ?

Pei Ling didn't know what to do, he glanced at his left sleeve calmly, because the wound that had just healed was cracked, and the sleeve was soaked in blood, it was shocking to look at, but the life-hate knife only came out slightly, After that, he remained motionless like a rock... the meaning is almost the same.

Thinking of this, he didn't care about the pain, and quickly gasped for a few times to show his exhaustion, then took two steps back, and knelt down on the ground: "Master Zheng's skills are profound, and my brothers can't match them! This life-hating knife is by no means Our brother deserves to be in charge, please ask Master Zheng to take it back."

Zheng Jingshan's complexion softened a little when he heard the words, and he was about to speak. Who knew that Jiao Ni, who claimed that he was just watching the fun, suddenly sighed and said, "There can only be one trash on the yin boat of Xuanguling, and Pei Hongnian has already taken this spot." Now, my son, what are you going to do?"

Pei Ling's heart sank when she heard this, and sure enough, the female ghost said, "Why don't you just let me peel off your skin carefully, and replace the old lampshade in the master's room with a new one, which can be regarded as repairing the old and making good use of it. gone?"

Fuck!

You are so vicious, does your master know? !

Your master didn't touch me!

Pei Ling took a deep breath, squeezed the Yangyuan Pill in his hand, felt Jiao Ni's undisguised malice, and felt the hairs all over his body stand on end.

He was just entering the fourth level of Qi training, and in terms of strength, he felt that he was slightly inferior to Pei Hongnian. Just now Pei Hongnian tried his best to pull out the life-hate knife, even if he tried his best, how could he change the result? !

This female ghost is simply trying to kill him!

Pei Ling was terrified, and his heart was about to slump, his blood circulated, and he was ready to fight to the death.

The Wuliu girl suddenly said delicately and softly: "Sister, don't be like this. After all, Mr. Pei Ling has been in Luquan City before. In such a remote place, how can he compare with the disciples of the Holy Sect? Zheng Jingshan is in the middle stage of foundation establishment. , even if you only use two fingers and only use 20% of your strength, it will be too embarrassing for Mr. Pei Ling! In my opinion, it is better to let Zheng Jingshan restrain himself and use 15% of his cultivation to test the school?"

Jiao Ni glanced at her, saw Wuliu smiling sweetly at her, and said with a thought, "It's up to you."

Hearing this, Pei Ling couldn't help but look at Wuliu gratefully: "Thank you, Miss Wuliu."

Although he was worried that Zheng Jingshan might not be able to pull it out even if he only used 10% of his cultivation, but no matter what, the lack of half-success power always gave him a little more hope of surviving! For a moment, Wuliu's pale face revealed a bit of amiability in his eyes.

"You're welcome." Wuliu tilted her head slightly and smiled at him friendly, "Young Master Pei Ling, come on, otherwise, you can only make a lampshade for Sister Jiaoni."

"Yes." Pei Ling took a peek at Jiaoni, and saw that the female ghost was looking up and down at herself with cold eyes, as if she was considering where to start peeling her skin. Thinking about how to deal with Yangyuan Pill?

Not to mention Wuliu, Jiao Niming already has bad intentions for him, if she finds her master's Yangyuan Pill again...the consequences are self-evident!

At the critical moment, Pei Ling was quick to wit, and suddenly tore open the front of his clothes, quickly took off his outer shirt, wrapped the Yang Yuan Dan around him, and threw it on the deck not far away.

After doing these actions, he endured a violent heartbeat and looked around with the corner of his eyes. Seeing that no one paid any attention to the coat he threw on the deck, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Naturally, he moved his energy and blood, regardless of the blood still flowing from his left arm, he stepped forward and held the handle of the knife with both hands, holding his breath and concentrating.

Zheng Jingshan's eyes flickered. Of course, he couldn't really listen to Wuliu's words. He only used 10% of his power. Even according to his estimation, with Pei Ling spared no effort, would he be able to keep the life-hungry knife? It's all a problem.

He was thinking, what Jiaoni and Wuliu said, did these two ghost maids make their own decisions, or did the senior sister mean it?

If it's what Senior Sister means...

Then should he quietly increase the difficulty next, or let Pei Ling pass?

He was considering whether to adjust to 40% cultivation level, to test the limit of this kid, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Jiaoni and Wuliu with their mouths slightly curved, and their black eyes were looking straight at him.

His heart skipped a beat, and he immediately dismissed the idea of ​​continuing to do tricks.

At this moment, Pei Ling pierced his spine with all his energy and blood running at full speed, and suddenly pulled back.

The Life-Banning Knife froze for a moment before being pulled out from Zheng Jingshan's fingers——Pei Ling staggered two steps back before standing still, with a slightly dazed expression on his face.

so easy?

He couldn't react for a while. After all, Pei Hongnian had exhausted all his efforts just now, but he was like a mayfly shaking a tree.

Even if Zheng Jingshan lowered the difficulty a little after Wuliu's round, he was still mentally prepared to try again and again to draw out the life-hate knife little by little.

It succeeded all at once?

Holding the knife in his hand, Pei Ling looked at Zheng Jingshan in a daze for a moment.

But Zheng Jingshan's complexion was complicated, and he looked at the life-weary knife in his hand with a little bit of reluctance. He noticed Pei Ling's gaze, but immediately restrained his expression, and said softly: "This life-weary knife is what I got when I was at the outer door. With the weapon, since it is in your hands now, I hope you will work hard, so as not to dishonor its former reputation."

"Yes!" Pei Ling hurriedly saluted, "Thank you for the reward from Master Immortal, I will definitely live up to the expectations of Master Immortal!"

Zheng Jingshan's approval did not reassure him completely. Pei Ling then turned to Jiaoni and Wuliu, two ghost maids, but saw Jiaoni smiling at him, covering her mouth and saying, "Okay, let's all go to the cabin to rest. After you settle down, We still have to serve the master!"

It seems that this hurdle is over.

Pei Ling wiped off his cold sweat secretly, watched as Jiao Ni led Zheng Jingshan and Pei Hongnian into the cabin first, ran over to pick up the outer shirt, squeezed it quietly, and confirmed that the Yangyuan Pill was still inside, then breathed a sigh of relief, honestly keep up.

Stepping into the cabin, first of all, I feel a chill all over my body.

Fortunately, although the coldness is similar to when the two ghost maids appeared, it is still within the bearable range.

The entrance is a dim corridor, the end is pitch black, and nothing can be seen. On the bulkheads on both sides, a faint blue light is lit every few steps. Instead of dispelling the discomfort caused by the darkness, it adds to the discomfort. eerie vibe.

After walking in for about a few feet, portals began to appear on both sides.

The whole body of those doors showed a dark red color after the blood stains had solidified, and many talismans were painted on them, as if something was sealed. There are a few doors, you may hear footsteps outside, and a dull "dong dong" sound from inside, the force is so great that you may break through the door almost at any time.

There were still a few more doors. When Zheng Jingshan and Pei Hongnian passed by, it was ordinary. However, when it was Pei Ling's turn, a pair of blood-colored eyes suddenly opened on the door, staring at him maliciously. What's more, like a picture of a rakshasa, several blood-colored vines stretched out, trying to wrap Pei Ling around and drag him behind the door.

"Back off!" At the critical moment, it was Wuliu who reprimanded softly, and those vines waved a few times unwillingly, and retreated silently.

After a while, when Wuliu opened a cabin door for Pei Ling, revealing a spacious room with simple furnishings, Pei Ling felt that his clothes were soaked through the back.

He walked in, turned around, and thanked him sincerely: "Thank you Miss Wuliu."

"It's okay." Wuliu looked straight at him with her dark eyes, but she didn't intend to turn around and leave, but said softly, "Mr. Pei Ling, can I ask you a question?"

Pei Ling didn't understand, so she said cautiously: "Miss, please tell me, I will know everything without saying anything."

Wuliu smiled and nodded, and suddenly moved in front of him, so close that it almost touched the tip of his nose!

His dark eyes stared straight at Pei Ling, and his extremely cold fingertips lightly rubbed against his neck, exhaling like frost: "Mr. Pei Ling, why do you have the smell of the master on you?"

Pei Ling's pupils shrank suddenly, and his hair stood on end in an instant. At the same time, a layer of black mist suddenly rose in the cabin, surrounding him like a water cloud, and the coldness rushed towards his face!