What did it encounter? What did it encounter?

No, my Tm is a ghost, and I am an old ghost at the level of a master cultivation. How can I meet a ghost?

Besides, even if I encounter a ghost, I can see or feel it.

Not a ghost, what is it?

When I thought of the word "thing", the old white horse ghost covered his mouth with a conditioned reflex, and he was afraid that when he accidentally slipped out of the word, he would make this missing person unhappy.

It’s so scary, oh, no, it’s so scary. I, an old white horse ghost, have never seen anyone who only listens to his voice but doesn’t see him?

What happened in a while?

Before the old white horse ghost could figure it out, the vicissitudes of life appeared in his ears again, and it was like a nightmare:

"I said, what are you afraid of, you an old ghost? Why are you flying all the time?"

As soon as this question came out, the old ghost in the white horse was a little crying. It is true that my old ghost is an old ghost, but I am also afraid.

Why do I keep flying in the secret room if it’s okay? I, Tm, would fly in the secret room without any problem? If I am willing to fly, I will go out and fly. What’s the point of flying in this secret room?

I saw the old white horse ghost crying and rubbing towards the door of the secret room step by step. It was thinking that if it didn't work, I would take off the ladder and run away.

As for the cave, do you still want the secret room? The old ghost of the white horse has no time to think about it now.

Step by step, the old white horse ghost was pounding in his heart. It was really afraid that the vicissitudes of sound would appear before it hit the gate of the thousand-year-old black wooden.

Fortunately, when the old white horse ghost hit the thousand-year-old dark wooden gate, the terrifying sound of vicissitudes finally did not appear.

At this time, the old white horse ghost was tremblingly holding the thousand-year-old black wooden gate and panting, like an endangered patient who could not breathe in one breath.

These few times, and they moved to the door step by step, they didn't take much effort from the old ghost in the white horse.

It is so trembling now that it is mainly because it is scared by the vicissitudes of life.

After practicing for nearly a hundred years, the old white horse ghost has never encountered such a situation. He only heard the sound and could not see the person. This is too weird, too scary, and too scary.

When you leave the underworld and go around the secular world for nothing, it is always the one that scares the secular people. At that time, the old white horse ghost still curled his lips and thought that these secular people were too brave, and a few ghost calls scared these people.

Dizzy, scared away.

But today, as a ghost cultivator, Baima Laogui was frightened to encounter such a thing.

So, whether it is a human or a ghost, it is almost the same when encountering strange things that you don’t understand and cannot explain.

The old white horse ghost was worried, suddenly, a speech full of vicissitudes of life, which was obviously dissatisfied with dissatisfaction in his voice and expression rang in his ears:

"What's wrong? You little guy, don't dare to talk to me?"

As soon as these words came out, the old white horse ghost's head buzzed, and his face screamed with an extremely ugly look:

"Who? Who is it?"

After handing over the question, the old white horse turned his head and ran away.

Now the old white horse ghost doesn't even dare to fly. In its subconscious, flying may fly with this vicissitudes of life.

As for why it has such an idea? To be honest, the old ghost of the White Horse doesn't know.

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The old white horse ghost ran wildly like a frightened rabbit. From a distance, it was still a fat black rabbit.

It was like running like a F-level racing car, and it ran away in an instant.

Looking at the old white horse ghost who was scared to run away like a rabbit, Zhao Dabao's physical and mental illusion was now next to the thousand-year-old black wooden gate, muttering with his lips:

"As the White Horse Ancestor who has been practicing for a hundred years, I think it's a scared white horse rabbit. He runs away as soon as he scares him. Oh, why am I so powerful? I don't have to take action. I just say a few words to make a clear idea.

Master Jin was scared away, why am I so powerful?"

Listening to the owner's boasting show-off, Zhang San and Li Si thought that the hot water turned the pot and the boiling sound:

Alas, otherwise Boss Hua would be so willing to show off, the root cause lies with the master. The master is so good at pretending, and he will be scared away if he is scared away. Are you using so bragging?

No matter how much we think about it, no matter how much we are, since the master has this kind of hobby, we servants should not cooperate immediately.

I saw Zhang San and Li Si immediately started a new round of flattery. While Zhao Dabao nodded and satisfied, they did not forget to slap the boss Huahua's fart.

In this way, while Zhang San and Li Si were flattering, while flowers were cheering, and while Zhao Dabao was so proud that he was distracted, the four masters and servants of Zhao Dabao occupied the underworld of the white horse and the secret room full of rare treasures.

The master and servant Zhao Dabao looked at me, and I looked at you, and walked to the innermost part of the secret room with cheers, and also in the corner of the secret room full of rare treasures.

It is just a corner to describe the savings of the old ghost in the past hundred years, which is almost a sixth of the secret room. It can be seen how many good things the old ancestor of the white horse has made?

Well, the century-old ginseng has been collected!

Well, the century-old Astragalus has been collected!

Damn, this is a goblin for two hundred years, I have collected it!

What is this? Damn, two hundred years of saffron, harvested!

What is this stone for? I'm going, isn't this obsidian used for refining weapons? It's so precious, so I'll collect it!

Zhao Dabao is in front and flowers are behind. Zhang San and Li Si are serving around. This trip to treasure hunt, no, that's called treasure hunt. This guy is picking up treasures.

Along the way, Zhao Dabao's container-sized storage bracelet was almost half filled.

This is what Zhao Dabao is picking, like the medicinal materials that have been used for decades and tons of gold. They picked up these things without hesitation and threw them aside.

What he chose was medicinal materials that were more than a hundred years old, precious and abnormal substances. As for some elixirs that were effective for internal martial artists, Zhao Dabao threw them all to Huahua and asked the little guy to deal with them himself.

Suddenly, Huahua shouted in surprise:

"Dad, this is my companion flower."

Hearing Huahua's screams, Zhao Dabao walked steadily beside Huahua.

I saw a black plant half a meter tall and lush branches and leaves appearing in front of Zhao Dabao.

This black plant is as dark as ink from head to toe. The black leaves and black flowers are like a proud black peony, black translucent and black light.

When Zhao Dabao's eyes fell on the black flowers on the companion flowers, he instantly felt a deep, strange vortex appear, and he suddenly grabbed his spiritual sense and pulled it in.

How powerful is Zhao Dabao's spiritual consciousness, a acquired intermediate level god

I know, even ten or hundreds of them can’t compete with this black companion flower.

OK, since the black companion flower wants to devour my spiritual sense, I will let you devour it enough. I still don’t believe it. With the spiritual power of my acquired real person, I can’t deal with your small companion flower?

This is not Zhao Dabao's blind arrogance without caution, but his confidence in his strong mental power.

Through this period of understanding, as for the current Earth stars, the acquired real person is definitely at the peak of the world.

Although Zhao Dabao is a fake and fake acquired real person, he is a real acquired real person in terms of mental power.

If we only compete for mental strength, Zhao Dabao believes that it is definitely a peak existence.

There may be some acquired real people on Earth, but in terms of mental power, this individual existence may not be higher than Zhao Dabao.

So when facing this companion flower with devouring spiritual consciousness, Zhao Dabao really didn't care. He also wanted to know what kind of plant this companion flower was.

In Zhao Dabao's original memory, there are plants that can produce ghosts in the underworld, but they have never appeared outside the underworld.

This companion flower, in terms of its shape, performance, and the effect of this devouring consciousness, belongs to the underworld plants and should not appear on Earth at all.

As Zhao Dabao's spiritual sense was devouring, the flower of this companion flower obviously swelled a lot, as if it was blooming again.

Five seconds, ten seconds, fifteen seconds, and when it reaches twenty seconds, the black flowers of the companion flowers are obviously "eat" full and don't want to eat them anymore.

I saw the black flowers gradually shrink and become smaller, as if they were ready to digest them dormantly.

Hehe, if you want to eat, if you want to eat, if you don’t want to eat, you won’t eat? How can such a good thing be?

Thinking of this, Zhao Dabao smiled wickedly, and a more powerful spiritual sense poured into the black flowers of the companion flowers again.

The black flower that was originally about to shrink was pushed by the powerful spiritual consciousness that suddenly poured in, and it seemed that it was not supported and it kept shaking.

Seeing the black flower shaking her head and refusing to "eat", Zhao Dabao's face was strange and injected with spiritual consciousness again.

This was awesome. The black flowers that had originally shrunk but had not shrunk expanded again, and even the veins on the petals swelled together, revealing them like human blood vessels.

Hey, even the veins on the petals can absorb spiritual consciousness, this companion is awesome!

When Zhao Dabao saw the black companion flower's expression, his interest increased greatly. His mind moved, and twice the original spiritual consciousness surged out.

The spiritual consciousness poured in instantly, causing the black companion flower to grow wildly. Within a few seconds, it actually reached more than one meter high, like a balloon with full breath. Oh, no, it's like

A cactus in the desert swayed and waved in the secret room.

Damn, can I absorb it?

Come on, I'll let you suck enough!

With this idea, Zhao Dabao doubled the amount of spiritual consciousness again.

This time the huge spiritual sense poured in was too big, too many, and the black companion flowers seemed to be really going to burst. The fat branches, round flowers and leaves, and the fat ones could not be on the fat petals.

I can't stand it anymore.

Suddenly, a vague divine thought reached Zhao Dabao's mind. Hey, this black silk companion flower actually has a trace of spirituality?
Chapter completed!