Linhe Ghost Grave.
With the resentment completely gone, Zhāng Yě's body became extremely white.
His viciousness was already completely gone, having been purified.
"How is it, Fellow Daoist? I didn't lie to you, did I? Is it just a little pain?"
Ye Ping looked at Zhang Ye and said seriously.
When he said this, the latter could not help but feel a little resentful.
Zhāng Yě had mixed feelings. Even though he had been purified and his resentment was gone, he had also lost his cultivation.
"Fellow Daoist, do you still have some resentment? Do you want me to enlighten you again? "
Looking at Zhang Ye\'s expression, Ye Ping couldn\'t help but hurriedly speak up while the Golden Light of Expiation in his hand was already ready.
"Don't, Ascendant Immortal. I have already gained wisdom. There is no need to enlighten me anymore."
"If you really want to convert them, just keep walking straight ahead. There are many wandering souls there."
As soon as he heard that Ye Ping still wanted to expiate him, Zhang Ye immediately panicked and hurriedly told Ye Ping that there were more wandering ghosts ahead, so he told him not to expiate him.
He really couldn't take it anymore.
"There are a lot of wandering ghosts up ahead?"
As soon as Ye Ping heard this, he couldn't help but perk up.
"Yes, there are many lonely souls and wild ghosts ahead. However, Exalted Immortal, you mustn't go too deep. The Ghost King is just ahead. Although you have the Golden Light of Expiation, you probably can't expiate the Ghost King."
Zhāng Yě kindly reminded.
Now that he had already been expiated and received Ye Ping\'s grace, coupled with the fact that he no longer had any hostility in his heart, he naturally became kind and wouldn\'t harm Ye Ping.
"Understood."
Ye Ping nodded. He was well aware that with his strength, he would be courting death if he tried to expiate the Ghost King. Although he could not expiate the Ghost King, expiating some Ghost Soldiers would not be a problem.
"Immortal, the Ghost King of the Linhe Ghost Grave is likely to be resurrected. It's not safe here. Although I don't know your cultivation, if there's nothing important, you should leave as soon as possible."
Zhang Ye told Ye Ping to leave early lest he encountered any trouble.
"Many thanks, fellow Daoist."
Ye Ping asked gratefully.
"You're too polite, Immortal. After I turned into a malicious spirit, I committed many evil deeds and suffered a lot. Luckily, Immortal was able to help me cleanse my evil Qi. This is a great favor. My name is Zhang Ye. If there's a chance, I'll do anything for you in my next life."
Zhāng Yě said with a sincere tone.
He was indeed grateful to Ye Ping.
"Fellow Daoist, being able to rein in the horse at the brink of the precipice is a good deed. There's no need to thank me."
"However, Fellow Daoist Zhang, are you sure that your ruthlessness has been cleansed?"
Ye Ping did not feel that Zhang Ye owed him a favor. Instead, he felt that Zhang Ye seemed to have some resentment that he had yet to expiate.
Sensing Ye Ping's gaze, Zhang Ye's body trembled and he said with a sullen expression.
"Exalted Immortal, I'll be leaving first. If we are fated to meet in the next life, let's contact each other again."
After saying this, he disappeared on the spot and went to be reincarnated.
Watching Zhang Ye leave, Ye Ping felt a little reluctant to let him go. 'What a good ghost.'
However, since he had already reincarnated, it seemed like he could only meet him in his next life.
After Zhāng Yě left …
Ye Ping stopped walking around casually and began to digest the power of merit.
Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Ye Ping checked the power of merit.
There were a total of thirty-one Merit Powers.
Most of the power of merit was very small, but the power of merit used to expiate Zhang Ye was as thick as a chopstick.
In the next moment, Ye Ping did not waste any time and simply mobilized the power of merit in his body to enlighten the apertures.
Yes, it was used to enlighten the apertures.
There was no need for him to increase his cultivation level for the time being, and the Torch Dragon Immortal Apertures were the foundation of cultivation. After all, he was about to participate in the Qingzhou Sword Dao Meet, and he definitely wouldn't have time to cultivate properly.
The more Torch Dragon Immortal Apertures there were, the faster his cultivation speed would be.
Hence, Ye Ping planned to first open ten Torch Dragon Immortal Apertures before considering the problem of cultivation and the Godfiend body.
In an instant, the power of merit was converted into majestic spiritual energy.
Ye Ping immediately activated the new Torch Dragon Immortal Aperture cultivation method.
Fifteen minutes passed.
With a loud sound, Ye Ping opened up the third Torch Dragon Immortal Aperture with great momentum.
Most importantly, he only consumed five power of merit, which showed how strong the power of merit was.
In fact, the power of merit was extremely precious to all cultivators.
Because Virtue Energy was like a jack of all trades. It could be used to refine pills, it could be used to refine equipment, it could be used to cultivate, it could be used to increase Karmic Luck, and it could even be used to offer sacrifices to the heavens in exchange for treasures.
In short, the power of merit could do everything that one could think of.
Hence, the power of merit was extremely precious, but almost no one dared to use it for cultivation.
After all, it was extremely difficult to obtain a power of merit.
One had to expiate the resentful spirits and make them let go of their obsessions and reincarnate. The higher the cultivation level of the ghost cultivator, the less likely it was to be expiated successfully.
However, the Golden Light of Expiation could be used because it was also the Light of Wisdom.
However, it was extremely difficult to cultivate the Golden Light of Expiation, and one would not be able to condense the Golden Light of Expiation without cultivating for hundreds or even thousands of years.
Once the Golden Light of Expiation was formed, one's cultivation level would at least be at the Golden Core realm.
Golden Core Perfected Ones would definitely not come to such a place to expiate some little ghosts.
However, Ye Ping was different. He was just a Qi Refinement cultivator, and to him, converting the power of merit into spiritual energy would be a huge gain.
Just like that, time passed bit by bit.
Four hours passed.
Ye Ping opened his eyes.
The thirty power of merit was converted into a massive amount of spiritual energy and opened up three Torch Dragon Immortal Apertures.
Now, his cultivation speed had increased by five times.
Ye Ping did not use Zhang Ye's power of merit to open up the Torch Dragon Immortal Apertures and instead used it to increase his cultivation level.
This was the Linhe Ghost Grave, and there were dangers everywhere. If he didn't increase his cultivation level, he wouldn't feel safe.
Just like that, another two hours passed.
As Ye Ping consumed the last power of merit, his cultivation level skyrocketed to the seventh level of Qi Refinement.
Yes, he advanced four levels in one go.
Feeling the surging Dharmic powers in his body, Ye Ping felt an indescribable sense of fulfillment.
He felt that with his current cultivation level, he could definitely catch up with Ghost Warriors like Zhang Ye.
His cultivation level had increased, and the Torch Dragon Immortal Apertures had also been opened. Ye Ping got up and walked forward.
He had finally found a place to earn merit, so he naturally couldn't bear to leave.
As for Su Changyu, Ye Ping was not worried at all. Su Changyu was so strong that he obviously didn't need to worry about him. Instead, he thought that he might as well take this opportunity to earn more power of merit, lest his cultivation speed stagnated.
Just like that, Ye Ping's figure gradually disappeared.
On the other hand, a voice sounded.
"Miss, this is the Linhe Ghost Grave, don't wander around, be careful of encountering ghosts."
"Young Master, I seem to have heard the voices of my family members. I'll go over and meet them now. We'll meet again if fate allows it."
"Miss, you might have heard wrongly, I didn't hear anyone calling you. Maybe there are vengeful spirits nearby that want to lure you over. You'd better stay, I have a Daoist Master here who has an extremely high cultivation level. He can protect your safety."
Not far away.
Su Changyu pulled the sleeve of the woman in blue and said seriously.
Although he was a good-for-nothing, he still had a sense of justice. This was the Linhe Ghost Grave, and if the woman in blue left and encountered a vengeful spirit, he would feel guilty.
"Exalted Immortal, I really heard my father calling me, please let me go."
The woman in blue looked like she was about to cry.
She felt terrible.
She initially wanted to seduce Su Changyu, but she realized that he was simply stubborn. Fine, he wouldn't let me go, but he wouldn't let me go.
Once the fog dissipated, Kong Hai would come, and she would definitely die.
"Miss, don't throw a tantrum here, it's very dangerous. As an orthodox cultivator, I can't let you take the risk."
"She's here, my friend is here."
Su Changyu pulled the woman in blue, and as soon as he said that, he discovered that the fog had dissipated and Kong Hai's figure appeared in front of him.
"Let go of me."
The woman in blue shrieked and then turned into a cloud of black mist in a bid to escape.
However, in the next moment, an emerald green light flickered and a string of prayer beads bound the woman in blue, followed by Buddhist chants.
The woman let out an ear-piercing shriek and her body was covered in black smoke. However, unlike Ye Ping's expiation, her soul dissipated on the spot and she didn't even have the chance to reincarnate.
Her hands were stained with blood and she had killed many people. The basic expiation method could only make her soul dissipate.
However, no one would pity her. Good would be rewarded with good, and evil would be punished with evil. That was her tribulation.
"Amitabha."
Not far away, Kong Hai quickly walked over and waved his hand, after which the prayer beads returned to his hand.
Su Changyu, who was at the side, couldn't help but be stunned.
He didn't expect that woman to be a ghost cultivator.
At this moment, Su Changyu felt a little scared.
Fortunately, he didn't get flustered. Otherwise, he would be finished.
"Sister Xiao is right, I mustn't be lustful when I'm outside."
Su Changyu thought to himself.
However, in the next moment, he sensed that something was amiss.
'Where did Ye Ping go? '
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