Fairy, Please Let Me Explain Chapter 95

  Chapter 95 Second Grade Demon Ghost

  The huge cave is very quiet,

  It was so quiet that the echo of Xu Yuan's pair of black gold soft cloud boots stepping on the ground could be clearly heard.

   But the cave is also very noisy,

  In the honeycomb-like dense patterned stone chambers on the inner wall of the cave, thousands of ghosts are all howling pitifully at this moment.

  It faintly leaks out through the formation, connecting together like mosquitoes and flies.

  Looking across, Xu Yuan slowly withdrew his gaze.

  The mysterious pattern engraved in the stone chamber is continuously extracting something from the ghost's illusory soul body at this moment, and the body of these ghosts trapped in the stone chamber is fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

  Captive

  In some worlds, ghosts are terrors that make people unable to see any hope, but in this world where the human race can be extraordinary, these ghosts are kept in captivity like domestic animals.

  If necessary, the pure soul power contained in their soul bodies will be continuously extracted as practice materials.

   "tsk tsk tsk"

  The remnant soul of the saint suddenly smacked his tongue in amazement.

  Xu Yuan asked:

   "Mr. Luo?"

  The remnant soul of the saint laughed:

   "Boy Xu, you should see the operation process of this ghost fog farm, right?"

  Although the haggard old man didn't explain a word after entering this cave, Xu Yuan could roughly guess what he saw now, and replied:

   "Well, part of it."

  The remnant soul of the saint heard the words, and his deep voice seemed a little excited:

  "The large formation outside to prevent the spread of ghosts, the formation to capture the ghost from the ghost fog, the formation to extract the ghost's soul power from those stone chambers, and the formation to condense the extracted soul power into soul crystals

   "These formations are interlocking and perfectly compatible. The energy required to operate is not more than one point, not one point less. The person who created this chain of formations is truly peerless!"

  The remnant soul of the saint is not stingy in his praise of the people who created the formation.

  Although he is extraordinary, this is only on top of his cultivation.

  There are thousands of ways in the world, and those who are capable are teachers.

  The sage's tone is a little sincere:

   "Boy Xu, wait for me to **** you to the imperial capital, can you let me go to the "Gewuyuan" in your mansion, I really want to."

   But his words were not finished.

   "Three Sons"

   A voice like grinding old bark suddenly sounded in front of him.

  Xu Yuan heard the words, no longer cared about the remnant soul of the saint in his heart, and immediately looked intently.

  The ground of the cave is flat, and the huge dome of the cave looks haggard and the figure of the old man is extremely thin.

  He turned slightly sideways, with a trace of hesitation in those cloudy eyes.

   Seeing this, Xu Yuan cupped his fists and said:

   "Mr. Ghost, but it's okay to say."

  The haggard old man heard the words and looked at the surrounding caves with dark eyes. He walked forward and said in a low voice:

   "The third son, the old slave, has been guarding here for more than 30 years. When this matter is over, can you send a message to Lord Xiangguo on behalf of the old slave?"

  Xu Yuan's mind froze when he heard the words, and he nodded in agreement:

   "This matter is naturally possible."

  Hearing this, a strange smile appeared on the face of the haggard old man hiding in the shadows, but the smile disappeared suddenly the next moment.

  The hoarse voice came slowly:

   "Old slave, thank you, Third Young Master"

  The haggard old man didn't have any specific matters immediately, but Xu Yuan guessed in his heart that the other party should want to transfer away from this ghost place.

  Even though it had been less than half an hour since he entered, the strong ghostly aura around him already made him feel very uncomfortable.

  There seems to be only the withered old man guarding the ghost fog here.

  No one talks, no one entertains, for more than thirty years, this ghost farm is like a huge ancient tomb.

  Now that the old man's body is eroded by ghost energy, and his life is not long, it is normal to want to transfer away.

  In the silence, the huge pattern engraved on the inner wall of the cave gradually stopped. In order to prevent the saint from backlashing back, there is a limit to helping his remnant soul recover his strength, and the soul power he just extracted from these thousands of ghosts is already enough.

  As the formation stopped, everything in the cave also returned to the original darkness and silence.

  But Xu Yuan didn't feel quiet.

  Because the remnant soul of the saint was still chattering endlessly in his heart.

   Talk about formation, talk about ghost mist, talk about his father, talk about his brother, talk about Big Bing Tuozi

  At this moment, Xu Yuan somewhat understood why the protagonist in the plot in Cangyuan in the previous life kept calling this saint an old man.

   Words, really too many.

   After walking about another cup of tea in the dark, Xu Yuan suddenly heard a rumbling sound coming from ahead.

   After Xu Yuan poured the energy from his body into his eyes, everything in the darkness around him instantly became clearly visible.

  The haggard old man seemed to have touched some mechanism, and a tunnel leading to a deeper place appeared in front of the three of them.

   "Third Young Master, please go down and wait. This old servant needs to prepare some things."

  The haggard old man had no intention of leading the way, and stared at Xu Yuan in the darkness.

  In such an environment, the old man's half-human, half-ghost cloudy eyes were a bit permeating.

  Looking at each other for a second, Xu Yuan nodded slightly: "Okay."

   Seeing this, the withered old man turned around and waved his hand.

  Clatter—

  The torches hanging on both sides of the corridor lit up one by one.

   Upon seeing this,

  Xu Yuan took Ran Qingmo over the withered old man and walked towards the sunken corridor.

   It took only two seconds,

  Xu Yuan paused, and asked curiously to the haggard old man standing at the entrance of the corridor:

   "By the way, Mr. Ghost, can I ask you a question?"

  The haggard old man immediately responded with his hoarse voice when he heard the words:

   "Old slave must know everything."

  Xu Yuan thought about his words a little, and said in a low voice:

   "Previously Xu Changge said that there was an accident here. What is this accident?"

  The haggard old man didn't reply immediately, but his bark-like face gradually began to twitch in the darkness.

   It seems that he has thought of something extremely terrifying.

  Under the influence of ghost energy entering the brain, my emotions began to gradually get out of control!

  But in the end the old man stabilized his emotions, bent his body and cupped his fists and said:

   "A fierce ghost near the second rank was born in the ghost fog here, and the old slave used the formation to hold it back until the eldest son arrived."

  Xu Yuan felt a little relieved when he heard the words, turned around and walked down the corridor.

  At the end of the corridor is a quaint stone room. There is a prominent stone pillar in the middle of the stone room, and a groove is carved above the stone pillar.

  Hesitating slightly, Xu Yuan stretched out his mind and scanned the empty stone room.

   Sure enough, he found a lot of cumbersome patterns in the stone chamber.

   This is probably the place to help the saint's remnant soul recover its soul power.

  Xu Yuan glanced at Ran Qingmo.

  Ran Qingmo also glanced at him, still looking calm.

  Xu Yuan felt that only a woman like Xiang Ran Qingmo could be so calm in this weird ghost farm.

  It's Su Succubus instead~

  The withered old man went away for a long time, and after waiting for about an hour in meditation, the rough voice of the withered old man slowly came from above the corridor:

   "Third Young Master, please give me the soul ring."

  Xu Yuan took off the soul ring from his fingertip upon hearing the words.

  The haggard old man walked slowly from the darkness to take it, went to the stone pillar in the middle of the stone room and placed the soul ring on the groove.

  Xu Yuan looked at the old man's slow movements, and asked in a low voice with a little curiosity:

   "Mr. Ghost, what are you going to use to help this saint recover his soul power?"

   "For what?" The haggard old man.

   "Isn't there a soul crystal with condensed soul power?" Xu Yuan didn't see anything foreign on the old man.

   "Soul crystal? There is no soul crystal." The voice of the withered old man was like frost.

  Xu Yuan frowned slightly:

   "But if there is no soul crystal, how to inject soul power?"

   "There is no soul crystal."

  In the darkness,

  The haggard old man turned his head with his back on his back, staring at Xu Yuan with a pair of cloudy eyes, with a strange smile:

   "Of course, I will use the old slave himself."

   a little late

   Thanks to the leader of Happy Tyrannosaurus

   This is to repay the debt from the day before yesterday, and the two lords will make additional changes

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  (end of this chapter)

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