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The old Daoist immediately raised his head, and his face darkened as if he was about to drip some water. Looking at the rolling white mist around him, he instantly turned into a black evil qi, and immediately knew that he had been hit by it, and it was a very sinister Yin Gathering Formation. As the name suggested, this Yin Gathering Formation was a special technique used to gather all the ghosts in a radius of several miles, and the ashes that the old Daoist stepped on earlier were the primer of the formation, which was used to burn paper money for those ghosts.

The strength of this Yin Gathering Formation was determined by the power of the caster. If someone with a high cultivation were to use this formation, they would be able to gather all of the ghosts and wraiths within a hundred miles. It was obvious that this old woman Wang didn't have such a high cultivation, at most, she could gather all of the ghosts within a few miles.

Even so, it was still quite impressive. If there were any powerful ghosts within a radius of a few miles, it could directly take their lives.

Seeing the surging black fog, the old Daoist immediately stopped and didn't dare to go any further. The young Daoist quickly took two steps back and was about to stick to the old Daoist before asking in a small voice: "Master, what's wrong? Why did the white mist suddenly turn into black mist? "

"That old granny Wang sure is treacherous. Before she died, she set up a Yin Gathering Formation in this courtyard, it seems like no one has stepped foot into this courtyard in the last three days, I just accidentally stepped on the Yin Gathering Formation's core, the formation is already activated, after a while, there will be ghosts appearing. You better be more quick-witted, pay attention to your surroundings, don't let the ghosts get on top of you."

As the old Daoist spoke and was about to walk forward, a person suddenly walked out from the thick black fog. The two of them immediately stopped.

Very quickly, the person appeared in front of the two of them, not too fast or slow, and when they were about four or five meters away from them, they stopped. At this moment, the two of them could clearly see the person's appearance, almost like a woman, with long black hair flowing down her shoulders, she slowly raised her head and looked at the two of them. The old Daoist looked calm, but the little Daoist behind her opened his mouth wide, and almost cried out in surprise, because he clearly saw that woman's eyes were empty, and two of her eyeballs had been cut.

"Are you hungry? "Let me give you guys something to eat …" The corner of the woman's mouth lifted slightly, revealing a strange smile to the both of them. She then ripped off her clothes, revealing her upper body, which was similarly pale, but what was terrifying was that the upper half of the woman's body was covered in centipede-like lines, just like her face. When people looked at her, they would feel a chill in their hearts.

After that, the woman suddenly extended her pale hand, tearing open the line on her chest, she extended her hand into her chest, she kept groping around, and fresh blood continuously flowed out from her hand. A moment later, she saw that the girl had pulled out a ball of blood from her chest, which was still steaming white, and passed it to the Master and disciple, saying: "You guys are hungry, hurry up and eat it while it's hot … "Haha …"

The little cultivator was immediately scared to the point that his whole body was covered in sweat. He immediately raised the peach wood sword in his hand and was about to go deal with it.

At this time, the old Daoist stood in front and stretched out his hand to stop the little Daoist. He then took a deep breath of his dantian Qi and shouted to the ghost girl, "You bunch of ghosts are also blocking my way. Hurry up and f * ck off!"

This loud roar was like a clap of thunder that rumbled towards the surroundings, and even the little Daoist felt a hum in his head, and in an instant, his mind went blank, he had even forgotten where he was. When the little Daoist realized that there was nothing in front of him, the ghost girl had already disappeared, and the fog in front of his eyes was still as black as ever.

"Master, just now …" The little Daoist said with some doubt.

This Penniless Priest remembers that there was a hospital nearby. This ghost girl died of grievances and her soul never left her body, but there is still some resentment and the weather isn't good. This Priest must have escaped from there, so let's continue walking forward and try our best to find the corpse of Lady Wang before those ghosts arrive.

The little Daoist nodded and said no more. He continued to follow the old Daoist and quickly walked forward.

As the old Daoist walked forward, he used the horsetail whisk in his hand to lightly sway it left and right, and the black fog in front of him immediately scattered to the sides, creating a gap that only one person could walk through. The young Daoist took a few steps forward, and felt a faint chill behind him, as if something was following him.

When he turned around, he discovered that his master was already more than a dozen steps away from him, and even his back had become blurry. He did not expect that his master's pace would be so fast, and if he could not keep up with his master's pace, the two of them would not be able to find each other at all. This Yin Gathering Formation could not only attract ghosts, they could only gather ghosts, and its other function was to combine ghosts and formations to form the so-called Yin Formation.

The purpose of the formation was to cause people to lose their sense of direction. No matter where one went, all they would be able to see was a dark fog, and if one could not remove the formation, then they would either be killed by ghosts or be lost in the formation, always circling in a radius of ten meters. Until they were exhausted to the point of death, the little Daoist understood the formation very well, and this also counted as a very exquisite formation.

With his master here, everything could be settled. Thinking up to here, the little Daoist immediately quickened his steps and rushed towards his master, but after walking just two steps, he suddenly felt a tightening at the base of his feet, and a wave of evil cold spread throughout his entire body, causing him to unconsciously shiver. When he looked down, he discovered that a ghost was grabbing his ankle, it lifted its pale, bloodless face, and the corner of its mouth slightly raised as it gave him a strange smile.

After all, he was a cultivator, and had followed his master for many years, so he had seen many ordinary ghosts. As for the ghost in front of him, he could tell at a glance, it was just an ordinary ghost, and there was nothing to be afraid of, so he immediately raised the peach wood sword in his hand. After forming a finger sign, he lightly tapped on the peach wood sword, and with a flash of green light, the sword's inscriptions appeared, then the sword stabbed towards the ghost, the strange smile on the ghost's face immediately froze, and the black hole opened, turning into a mass of black mist in the blink of an eye.

With this delay, when the little Daoist turned around to look for his master again, he would no longer be able to see the old man, and cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead.

He was actually lost in this Yin Gathering Formation with his master, only he could find the way out, he alone wouldn't be able to find the way out.

In other words, he would be trapped in this Yin Gathering Formation, and the thought of running around like a fly without a head, and also meeting some powerful ghosts, made him feel a sense of desolation and helplessness.

"Master... Master... Where did you run off to... "Your disciple is lost …"

The little Daoist was terrified and could not help but shout out loud. However, there was no way for him to have any response, because in this Yin Gathering Formation, he could not speak at all, because if not for his Master's powerful aura, profound cultivation, and mighty aura, he would not have been able to enter into his body. Even when he was standing by his master's side, he would not have been able to hear what his master was saying.

The little Daoist felt extremely regretful. He shouldn't have been distracted just now, but his Master had disappeared after a short delay.

However, he couldn't just stand there without moving. It wasn't safe to stand here, and once the Yin Gathering Formation was activated, all the ghosts within a few miles would be gathered here. Standing there, he would be like a beacon for ghosts.

Thinking to this, the little Daoist moved again, and started walking towards the direction where his master had gone before. He thought to himself that maybe he would be lucky enough to run into his master again.

Despair would only make the situation worse. In this mood, the little Daoist quickened his pace and did not dare to run around randomly. He only maintained a straight path and walked quickly.

After walking like this for three to five steps, the black fog in front of him suddenly started to churn, and three lonely souls with miserable white faces appeared in front of him, blocking his way.