The Years I Spent Growing Corpses and Raising Ghosts in the Cemetery

Chapter 135: Strengthening Strength

After nightfall, Lin Feng came to the cemetery of Xinglongling again. He buried the 100 bodies first according to his usual habit.

This time, Lin Feng's internal force increased again, directly breaking through the four hundred years.

Then the surging internal force in his body extended to the outside of his body again to continuously temper his skin membrane.

"This time, use the iron rod to whip my body!"

Lin Feng felt the changes in his body, so he directly ordered the heavy armor beside him.

The iron rod forged yesterday was now put to use. Soon, the heavy armor paper man began to use the two-finger-thick iron rod to continuously whip Lin Feng's chest, back, arms and other parts.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The iron rod is different from the wooden rod. The iron rod in the hand of the heavy armor paper man is powerful and heavy. Every time it falls, it will cause a considerable impact on Lin Feng's body.

However, even so, the iron rod will be blocked by a layer of invisible internal force when it approaches Lin Feng's skin membrane.

The remaining force through this layer of internal force is more like a massage, making Lin Feng's skin feel numb.

Lin Feng's originally swollen muscles and membranes gradually began to relax after being beaten by the iron rod again and again.

It was like taming the originally surging and violent internal force, but in fact, these internal forces still flowed in Lin Feng's skin, but became more natural and fit the skin.

If I really want to describe it, he was like wearing an invisible piece of clothing, which not only had a strong defensive power, but also could temper his skin.

"Hu~"

When the internal force calmed down, Lin Feng exhaled comfortably. He didn't expect that there would be such a benefit after the internal force broke through the four hundred years mark.

Lin Feng took out a dagger and slashed it directly on the palm of his hand, but nothing was left except a shallow white mark.

"This layer of internal force is extremely tight, just like a layer of cowhide on my body, and my skin and flesh have become tougher!"

"Hehe, who said that martial arts training has no future? As long as the amount is large enough, I can directly suppress the viciousness in the future!"

Lin Feng seemed extremely happy about this effect, but the gains he got were not just that.

"Swoosh~"

Lin Feng picked a leaf from his side and shot it directly into the distance.

The leaf was wrapped by his internal force and became like a bullet. After flying out, it sank deeply into the rock.

"Although the internal force could cover the weapon before, it would quickly dissipate after leaving the body"

"Now the internal force has become more condensed, and can even be temporarily added to any object!"

As the saying goes, for the top masters, flying flowers and falling leaves can hurt people. Lin Feng didn't believe it before, but now the effect is in front of him.

"Enough! From tonight, you can continue to strengthen the Gui in your hand!"

The accumulation of four hundred years of internal force gave Lin Feng great confidence, although he estimated that at least five hundred years of internal force would be required to control the Jie Gui.

But it is just right to start strengthening the Xi Gui and the Greedy Gui from now on. After all, it is not possible to change from a disaster Gui to a Jie Gui overnight.

"Hua La La~"

But before that, Lin Feng opened the Corpse Raising Gui Sutra again, and as the pages kept turning, a scholar-looking Gui finally appeared.

"Book-writing ghosts are best at recording life events and writing anecdotes from ancient and modern times. Although their potential is only inferior, their abilities are what I need."

This is a small ghost that Lin Feng harvested from the corpses buried tonight.

This ghost was a poor scholar in his lifetime and died in troubled times. Before his death, he became a ghost because of his deep obsession.

"It just so happens that I still lack a ghost that records various information. After this ghost, all the information obtained from the corpses, as well as various martial arts, skills and other knowledge can be directly recorded."

Burying hundreds of corpses every day, it is good for Lin Feng to remember some relatively important information.

But even if the important information is less, the number of corpses is too large, and he can't remember them all.

With this ghost, the record can be completed automatically. After all, Lin Feng can record it through strange power as long as he thinks.

Summoning this book-writing ghost, Lin Feng lit three ghost-raising incense for it to absorb.

Lin Feng took out the curse knife and began to dismember the big ghost in his hand. Now the best way to continue to strengthen the play ghost is to continue to make sacrifices.

Because the potential of Xigui has reached its limit, continuing to absorb offerings is no longer effective. Only by constantly integrating other strange things to increase various abilities can it go further.

The ability of the first big ghost is to temporarily fix things around it. After being sacrificed to Xigui, it will become the immobilization method of the Monkey King.

This ability will become more terrifying when used by Xigui. Under the disaster ghost, no one or ghost can break free from control.

After the sacrifice, a ghost shadow appeared on Xigui's robe again, but Lin Feng didn't care to continue dismembering another big ghost.

The second big ghost looked like a general who died on the battlefield. He was wearing tattered armor and had all kinds of wounds on his body. His death was particularly hideous.

However, the ability of this ghost is quite special. It is a ghost with fierce killing skills. After being fused with Xigui, it can enhance the Monkey King's ability to fight.

Then Lin Feng sacrificed ten big ghosts in a row. Each big ghost had different strange abilities. These big ghosts eventually became blurred ghost shadows on Xigui.

"Ten big monsters. Sacrifice these today and continue tomorrow!"

Lin Feng didn't have many big ghosts in his hands, after all, he didn't just need to strengthen one ghost.

It was easiest to strengthen the gluttonous ghost. Lin Feng just threw ten big ghosts over.

This thing had an unusually good tooth, and there was almost nothing it couldn't eat.

At the same time, the embroidered ghost, the twin ghost, the thousand-faced paper ghost, and the desperate shepherd ghost all needed Lin Feng to give them offerings, only in this way could these ghosts grow as quickly as possible.

In this way, more than 20 big ghosts were directly consumed. If there were no paper army to continuously capture ghosts in the underworld, Lin Feng could not afford such a consumption rate.

"Raising ghosts is not something that everyone can do. The more time passes, the greater the consumption will be. It may not be enough to sacrifice big ghosts alone. Maybe some fierce ghosts or even fierce ghosts will be sacrificed!"

Lin Feng took all the ghosts back into the corpse raising ghost scripture, and at the same time felt a lot of pressure.

In order to promote the gluttonous ghost from a fierce ghost to a disaster ghost, Lin Feng consumed hundreds of small ghosts and many big ghosts and fierce ghosts.

If they want to continue to advance, the amount of weirdness they need will only increase exponentially!

Fortunately, the army of paper figures in the underworld can bring him a lot of weirdness every day, otherwise it would be enough for him to catch weirdness.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng directly used his ability to play with weirdness, and a huge weird door slowly appeared in front of him.

"Kachaka"

Then the two huge weird doors opened again, revealing the situation of the underworld military camp inside the door.

"Kacha, Kacha, Kacha"

As the weird door opened, the heavily armored paper figures that had been prepared for a long time immediately walked out of the weird door carrying various things.

In particular, the two-headed fierce weird was brought to Lin Feng by the paper figure general himself. If not, the weird would probably have revived halfway.

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