C11 Lunar yin stone

Just as Wang Qian was about to rush out, the wind stopped and the shadow disappeared.

But Wang Qian was sure that he wasn't seeing things, that it was indeed a figure. He ventured close to the window and looked out. There was no balcony outside, not even a place to land.

"Gulp." Wang Qian swallowed his saliva. He finally knew how hard it was to earn five hundred thousand.

He stood in place and thought for a long time, weighing whether his life was more important or money was more important.

Just then, he stumbled upon something when he turned around. He lowered his head and saw that it was a flower pot with aloes planted inside. It must have been left in the room to remove the smell.

"Hmm?" However, when his gaze fell onto a pebble in the pot, his brows gradually knitted together.

He bent down to pick up the quail egg sized stone. It looked ordinary and translucent, but when held in his hand, it was like he was holding a block of ice. It caused Wang Qian's palm to feel a sharp pain.

"This is …" lunar yin stone? " Flipping through his memories, Wang Qian finally recognized this ordinary looking rock.

There was a record in the《 Pure Yang Infinite Technique》 that there was a strange stone in the world that had only appeared in nature after countless of years. It was called Sunny Stone and was only found in hot places like volcanic craters.

The Sunny Sunstone contained a huge amount of sun-essence energy, which was extremely useful for cultivators who cultivated Pure Yang Infinite Technique, allowing them to achieve twice the results with half the effort.

On the other hand, there was also a type of lunar yin stone, which also existed naturally in heaven and earth. The lunar yin stone also had an extremely dense Yin Qi, and was a rare treasure.

However, these two things only existed in the records. In this era, no one would be able to recognize them even if they were found. Moreover, the appearance of these two stones were similar to pebbles. They wouldn't even be noticed.

He never thought that he would really find an lunar yin stone from his ancestral grave!

lunar yin stone s were usually useless to the cultivators of the Pure Yang Infinite Technique, staying by their side for a long time might even cause their cultivation progress to stagnate. But now that Wang Qian had broken through and the yang fire was flourishing in his body, this lunar yin stone could be said to be a treasure that could save his life!

"Many thanks to the ancestors' eight generations of ancestors. At least our old Wang family will not be extinct in my place." Wang Qian was so moved that he almost cried, but he was not in a hurry to put away the lunar yin stone, and directly stayed in his room to study.

lunar yin stone could be considered a spirit object, it could absorb the Yin energy from the moon, and other than it being rich in Yin energy, it also had other functions.

For example … To create a false illusion.

This was similar to hypnosis, but it was much more advanced than normal hypnosis. As long as one did not touch it directly, one would not be able to tell if it was real or fake.

As for the illusion produced by the lunar yin stone, it was related to the thoughts of the people around them. The reason for the Phantom Shadow to appear was probably because of the nightmare Zhao Caisheng's wife had.

And now that the stone was in his hand, directly in contact with him, the effects of his will naturally became the greatest.

Wang Qian sat on the soft bed and pinched his chin as he thought about it. He couldn't help but smile sinisterly …

It was already 5: 30 in the morning. The sky outside was already beginning to brighten. Zhao Caisheng and the rest were all silently smoking in the hall.

His wife had already woken up, and was still nervously lying on the corner of the sofa.

After a few minutes, a man at the side said impatiently, "Coconut, that guy has already been up there for more than an hour. Is he trying to scare us?"

"I think that's a swindler. Chen Haobei, who are you looking for, it would be more reliable if you want to flatter Coconut." The other people constantly complained, and were basically all against Chen Haobei. It was because he was Coconut's most capable and intimate subordinate.

Coconut also seemed to be getting impatient, smoking one cigarette after another. Finally, he stood up and prepared to go upstairs.

Suddenly, a loud bang was heard and a figure flew down from the second floor.

As if he had been smashed flying, Wang Qian somersaulted 720 degrees in the air and landed steadily on the ground. The expensive bedroom door also followed closely and smashed into the middle of the hall.

"Tai! Do you really want me to destroy your soul? " Wang Qian took out a peach wood sword from nowhere and pointed it at the second floor. Then, he shouted like lightning that caused everyone's heads to buzz.

Before they could react, they saw another shadow fly down from the second floor. However, it stopped in midair and stopped in mid-air.

The shadow was wearing the shroud of a dead man, and his long hair was dancing in the air as his face gradually became more and more hideous.

"Ghost!" Other than Zhao Caisheng's wife, all the other men in the hall were scared out of their wits. They scurried around like headless flies.

As for Zhao Caisheng's wife, he had long since fainted when the 'female ghost' appeared.

The only person who could still be considered calm was Zhao Caisheng. He was protected by Chen Haobei and retreated to the corner of the wall. His voice trembled slightly: "Master Wang, is this the ghost?"

"Otherwise, how many more do you want?" Wang Qian turned his head to retort, and looked at female ghost with a stern face.

He then heard the female ghost spitting out a string of foreign languages, but he could not tell which one they were from.

Chen Haobei gathered up his courage and asked: Master Wang, wh-what kind of ghost is she? Why can't I tell what she's saying? "

"People talk like ghosts and speak like ghosts. As a living person, it's only natural that you wouldn't understand." Wang Qian continued to mutter a bunch of words to the female ghost.

Chen Haobei was shocked: "Master Wang actually knows how to speak nonsense?"

"Do you think I'm a professional? What I'm best at is spouting nonsense." The Master Wang snorted, and without further ado, he jumped up and thrusted his sword at the female ghost.

This jump of three meters into the air shocked Chen Haobei and the others. When the sword stabbed out, there was actually a golden sword qi shooting towards female ghost, which was even more surprising.

However, female ghost was not someone to be trifled with, with his bright red lips he spat out a cloud of black mist, and the gold light merged into the black mist and disappeared. Then, the black mist churned as one bone claw after another extended out, directly grabbing at Wang Qian.

"Humph!" Wang Qian's sword cleaved apart the ghost claws, and coldly snorted: "You're quite capable, no wonder you're an evil ghost that has cultivated for more than eight hundred years."

"Eight hundred years?" When everyone heard this, they felt their scalps go numb, and they couldn't help but want to run away.

"What's there to be afraid of? Forget about eight hundred years, even eight thousand years is enough for me to take her in!" Wang Qian bellowed, suddenly abandoning the wooden sword, his hands formed a finger sign, and stomped his feet on the ground to stabilize his horse. He called out: "Holy Spirit, Earth Spirit, we greet Prince Wu An!"

The female ghost took the opportunity to attack Wang Qian. However, he suddenly retreated into the bedroom on the second floor with a howl.

Then, he looked at Wang Qian, who was covered in gold light, and a shadow slowly condensed on the surface of his body.

"This disciple wholeheartedly pays his respects to you. Guan Sheng Emperor, please descend at your fastest speed. Divine Weapons are as urgent as a law!"

When Wang Qian finally finished his incantation, the image on the surface of his body became clear.

"Motherf * cker, Second Master Guan is on your body!?" The men in the corner were shivering.

At this time, Wang Qian stroked his long beard, a Guan Dao was pointed straight at the bedroom on the second floor, he bellowed: "Evil ghost, where are you going!"

After he finished speaking, he leaped into the air and directly landed on the second floor's corridor. As he prepared to enter the bedroom and fight with female ghost for three hundred rounds, he did not forget to remind everyone, "I will go kill that evil ghost.

"Yes, yes, yes." The group of people waited like a chick pecking rice on its head.

Only then did Wang Qian, who was standing on Second Master Guan, turn around and called out, "Chang Shan, Zhao … "No, Guan Er also came!"