Time passed bit by bit. In the blink of an eye, the moonlight outside the window was hazy, and the night was deep.
After repeatedly failing seven times, the Baleful Yin Qi that Shen Luo was controlling finally reached the final juncture, the Three Yinjiao.
His eyes were closed, and his hands were making gestures to maintain the operation of the runes on his legs, urging the ant patterns and spiritual power to entangle with each other, colliding and fusing with each other.
At this moment, Shen Luo suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the ghost general opposite him.
He saw that the ghost general's eyes had lost their luster, and the light on his body had become extremely dim. His figure was also somewhat weak, and the black mist coming out of his open mouth was gradually fading. Obviously, the Yinjiao power had been greatly consumed.
Shen Luo's heart tightened. He understood that the Yinjiao power contained in the ghost general's body was limited after all, and it was far less pure than the Liuchen whip. It was about to be exhausted. If he didn't cut it off, he was afraid that not only would the ghost general's cultivation be seriously damaged, it was very likely that he would not be able to maintain his ghost body.
"Forget it, let's try one last time." Shen Luo's eyes condensed, and his fingers suddenly pointed down, cutting off the last Yinjiao power, condensing it into a line, and fiercely hitting the San Yinjiao acupoint.
"Chi" a light sound came.
At this last juncture, the San Yinjiao acupoint was finally opened.
On the other side, the ghost general almost fainted, and his weak body retracted back into the Qiankun bag.
At the same time, the blood-red rune on Shen Luo's leg suddenly lit up and shrunk back to cover the entire collateral meridian. Then, white and black lights lit up, covering and intersecting with each other and starting to fuse together.
After a long time, all the light disappeared, and the runes on Shen Luo's legs also faded. A strange force integrated into the collateral meridian, and a new meridian was finally successfully opened!
"It's done, haha …" Shen Luo's eyes suddenly opened. He could feel the Fa Li in his body flowing little by little into the collateral meridian. The joy on his face was difficult to conceal, and he couldn't help but clap his hands.
Even though this Dharma Meridian was not one of the Twelve Standard Meridians, it gave Shen Luo the confidence to open his meridians. His previous efforts in the dream had not been in vain. Even in reality, he could still do it.
As long as he could open up more meridians, even if it was only half of the meridians in his dream, his aptitude would improve by leaps and bounds. At that time, his cultivation speed would definitely increase by several times. With the help of medicinal pills and spiritual materials, it would not be as difficult as it was now to get out of the predicament of insufficient lifespan.
He put away the bottle of Healing Elixir that didn't have a chance to take effect. He stood up and held the Qiankun Bag in his hand, intending to release the Ghost General to check on its condition.
But before he could make a move, he suddenly heard a burst of noise coming from outside.
Shen Luo's Divine Sense suddenly spread out and explored the surroundings. Soon, his brows furrowed. Waves of messy and impure Yin Evil Ghost Qi came from all over the place.
"What's going on?"
Shen Luo was bewildered. He directly got up and opened the door. With a leap, he arrived on the roof.
He stood on the protruding Vermilion Bird statue on the roof ridge and looked into the distance. He saw flames flashing everywhere in the market. Even farther away, he could see thick smoke rising into the sky.
"Save me … save me …"
At this moment, a panicked cry for help came from not far away.
Shen Luo immediately looked in that direction. He saw the hawker who sold him the water basin mutton was crawling on the stone floor of the adjacent street with difficulty. There was a long trail of blood under his body.
Not far behind him, there was a cloud of black mist that was neither too far nor too close. Within it, one could vaguely make out a pale, ferocious ghost face that was slightly rotten.
"Evil ghost?"
Shen Luo frowned. The tip of his foot touched the roof ridge. His body suddenly floated down and landed on the other side.
The ghost chased after the hawker for a while. It seemed to be bored. Its two hands suddenly opened. Two ghost claws extended at an extremely fast speed and pounced on the hawker.
Just as the ghost claws were about to reach the hawker's back, a bolt of lightning suddenly exploded.
A small thunder talisman exploded. It turned into a snow-white electric light and directly smashed into the ghost's glabella.
With a "chi" sound, the ghost's cheeks were suddenly torn open. It didn't even have time to let out a miserable howl. Its body's Baleful Yin Qi scattered in all directions.
Seeing this, Shen Luo quickly patted the Qiankun bag on his waist. A black whirlwind flew out from it. It directly swept up the Baleful Yin Qi and instantly flew back into the bag.
The Qiankun bag bulged a bit and then quickly deflated. The Baleful Yin Qi had already been eaten clean by the ghost general.
Shen Luo caught up with the hawker who was still crawling in panic. He patted his shoulder.
The hawker was greatly frightened. His body suddenly trembled. He fell to the ground and kowtowed like he was pounding garlic. He constantly shouted: "Ghost grandpa, spare me. Spare me. Ghost grandpa …"
"I'm not a ghost. Raise your head and look." Shen Luo comforted him.
However, the hawker's liver and gallbladder were already broken. He had long been unable to listen to any words. He just kept begging for mercy. A strange smell spread out from his body.
Shen Luo frowned. His palm touched the hawker's shoulder. A gentle Yang energy entered the hawker's body.
The hawker suddenly felt his body warm up. He finally recovered. He stopped begging for mercy and looked up at Shen Luo with eyes full of horror.
"Guest, guest, why is it you?" The hawker trembled as he asked.
"What happened?" Shen Luo didn't answer. He opened his mouth and asked.
"Ghost, ghost, ghost …" After Shen Luo asked, the hawker immediately remembered the previous terrifying experience. He couldn't help but cry out loudly.
"The ghost is gone. Quickly tell me, what happened?" Shen Luo asked.
The hawker walked past Shen Luo and looked at the street behind him. He saw that it was empty. Sure enough, there was nothing. He breathed a sigh of relief and said intermittently:
"Today, today, I don't know why, but there are a lot more guests than usual. The prepared water has been used up. I, I wanted to go to the old locust tree here to get some water from the well under the tree. Who would have thought that when I just put the bucket in, a pale evil ghost … climbed up the well rope. I threw the bucket and ran. I didn't pay attention and fell down. I don't know if I broke my leg or something. No matter what, I couldn't get up. I could only crawl on the ground. I … "
Shen Luo heard the whole story clearly and checked the peddler's injuries. He found that the peddler's skin was only scratched and his bones were not broken. It was because he was too frightened that his legs went soft and he could not get up.
"Your leg isn't broken, but when you crawled and ran, it hurt a lot." Shen Luo said as he helped him up.
"Thank you, thank you." The hawker found that it was really as he said. He quickly bowed and thanked him.
Shen Luo looked around and sensed that there was Baleful Yin Qi everywhere. He said to the peddler, "Don't worry.
"There are a lot of ghosts on the street. Don't be in a hurry to go home. Find a house with a peach talisman hanging on the door. Go in and hide. Go back at dawn."
Hearing this, the hawker's face became pale again. He cried, "No, my wife and children are still at home. I have to go back immediately …"
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