Chapter 6: The Millennium Banshee ()

"I saved your life, did you just leave like this?" The female ghost floated silently in front of Yang Tian like light smoke, with her figure as beautiful as a willow. Although she had no physical body, she could still imagine her peerless beauty during her lifetime.

Yang Tian frowned slightly and looked at the female ghost in confusion, but his body took a step back without notice and said, "Did you save me?"

The woman snorted and said coldly: "What do you think, if I hadn't blocked the thunder for you, you could still stand here and talk to me?"

Yang Tian recalled the scene at that time and was clearly struck by lightning. If someone hadn't helped him, he would have never survived. He showed gratitude on his face, but his heart was even more shocked. This woman could block such a powerful blow. I really couldn't imagine this strength. I'm afraid even those Jindan monks who had never seen before could not do this!

Seeing that the woman did not seem to have any malicious intentions towards her, Yang Tian relaxed a little, spread his hands and smiled bitterly: "Senior, I am very grateful for my life-saving kindness, but I am penniless now and I really can't repay you. When I become rich in the future, I will definitely come back to repay you!" After that, he was about to leave again. He had just noticed that the burden of pretending to be full of money had turned into ashes from the lightning strike, and his heart was bleeding. However, now it is not the time to care about these things, so it is better to run away and save your life.

"Stop!" The woman almost laughed angry when she saw Yang Tian's appearance, her pretty face froze and shouted, "If you take another step, don't blame me for being rude!"

Yang Tian stopped there in a frightened moment and really didn't dare to leave again. Seeing this, the woman suddenly smiled, as if the spring breeze was blowing on her face, extremely bright, and chuckled: "Don't be afraid, I was trapped here by the bald donkey for more than a thousand years. If it weren't for you, I might have been silent here forever. Speaking of which, I want to thank you!"

"A female ghost for more than a thousand years!" Yang Tian was almost crying. He was stunned for a moment before he realized, and said strangely, "You have been trapped here for more than a thousand years? Why did you say I helped you?" Yang Tian looked confused.

"Well" the woman smiled slightly. At this time, she calmed down, as elegant as a lotus, like a fairy, without any evil spirits born from ghosts. She sighed and said slowly, "I was seriously injured back then. I was a Buddhist master sealed me in the Talin and helped me avoid the pursuit of enemies. Later, I didn't know what happened, but the powerful man did not come back, so I was sealed here. If it weren't for the divine thunder from heaven and broke the seal, I would stay here forever, and I would not see the light of heaven!"

"But, what does this have to do with me?" Yang Tian became increasingly puzzled.

The woman glanced at Yang Tian, ​​but suddenly asked with a smile: "What's your name?"

Yang Tian was stunned and said honestly: "My name is Yang Tian!"

"Oh my God!" the woman smiled and continued, "My body was destroyed at that time, and only a trace of residual soul was left. She had to claim to be in the Spirit Heaven Pagoda. The old monk was not good enough and could not beat others, so he had to seal the Spirit Heaven Pagoda here. This time, although the Heavenly Thunder broke the seal of the Spirit Tower, without you, I could only sleep in the Spirit Heaven Pagoda. I will never see the light of heaven until the day when my soul dissipates!"

"What?" Yang Tian was shocked, "What is the master of blood? What is the spiritual pagoda?" He was completely dizzy at this time. In the world of cultivation, weapons are divided into magic weapons, spiritual weapons and magic weapons. Magic weapons are generally used by low-level monks. Only high-level monks have magic weapons, and only magic weapons can be recognized by blood. As for spiritual weapons, they only need to be sacrificed and refined by users. Magic weapons are really a distant existence for Yang Tian.

"Here, that's it!" The woman looked at Yang Tian's confused appearance, laughed, and pointed her fingers to the ground.

Yang Tian's eyes fell down his fingertips, and then he noticed that among the pile of gravel on the ground, there was a stone tower about three feet high, which was different from the bone burial tower several feet high. This stone tower looks even more ancient, with cloud patterns on it and pearls hanging on it, divided into five levels. It seems that after countless years, the ancient monuments on it have almost been erased. From a distance, it is dull and does not have the imagination of the light and the qi rushes to fight bulls.

"Are you saying that this broken tower was recognized by me?" Yang Tian was a little disappointed. He was still looking forward to it in his heart. He thought he had picked up a treasure, but he didn't expect it to be such a broken tower.

The woman seemed to have expected Yang Tian to show her expression. Seeing his depressed look, she actually thought it was very fun and giggled: "Stopped? Hehe, do you know how many people were scrambling to this stone tower? I tried to expose my soul to get this thing, but it turned out to be cheaper!"

Seeing that the woman said the wind and clouds were not as precious as it was, Yang Tian curled his lips, but he didn't agree with it. However, it was the boy's nature, and he was surprised. He ran over and picked up the stone tower and held it in his hand. A feeling of blood connection arose, as if a thought could be integrated with him. He was surprised and his thoughts moved slightly.

brush!

It seemed as if it had disappeared out of thin air. The stone tower that was originally held in his hand suddenly disappeared from the front of him. Yang Tian was shocked and widened his eyes. However, he was not an ignorant. After thinking about it for a moment, he understood a little. He was shocked and asked in his heart that this stone tower was really a magic weapon. He took a deep breath, sank his mind into his mind, and soon found an ancient tower in the vast sea of ​​consciousness, which was floating and floating, exactly the same as the disappeared ancient tower. Yang Tian was there all of a sudden!

After a long time, Yang Tiancai came back from his shock, and his face turned red due to excitement. It would be great for ordinary cultivators to have one or two ordinary spiritual weapons. Some cultivators at the bottom of the ranks did not even have a spiritual weapon. As for magic weapons, they were something that Jindan monks longed for, and they were out of reach. But now, he, a young cultivator who was only at the fourth level of Qi refining, actually possessed a magic weapon.

It was like a little beggar who had been poor for three lifetimes and suddenly fell into a golden cave. The joy and ecstasy was so vented that he could not express himself even after all! Although this magic weapon looked a little broken and his power was not very good, we were also a person with magic weapons, not even as a brick!

"Hey, have you played enough?" Perhaps because of Yang Tian's boring behavior of constantly summoning magic weapons and then reclaiming them, the woman knocked on Yang Tian and said, "If you play enough, you should go back!"

"Oh, it's getting late. I'll say goodbye to you. I'll see you often in the future!" Yang Tian looked at the sky and put away his magic weapon with great awareness. Then he realized that there was a female ghost standing beside him.

"Haha, don't say goodbye, I'll meet again in the future!" The woman's eyes roamed, and a touching smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, which was meaningful.

The cold wind blew, the dusk was vast and desolate. Yang Tian suddenly felt so cold. He shook his body, and a cold war, slowly turned his head and said carefully: "You...what did you say?"

"You took over the spiritual tower where I live, and I can only follow you." The woman shook her head, sighed, and suddenly laughed again, "But when you meet me, you will be lucky, huh..."
Chapter completed!