Chapter 308: Wubao Linglong Tower

Ghost Touch.

It is the inherent ability of White Ghost Poker.

A hand can be stretched out from the poker, and it disappears after completing an action. The force of this action is very weak, so it cannot be used for attack.

But used against pale ghosts.

This level of force is enough.

Inside the coffin.

A figure that looked exactly like Wu Xian was running around angrily. It had five layers of "anger" marks on its body, and its head was full of rage. Its nostrils were constantly expanding and shrinking due to anger.

Now, all it wants in its mind is to find something to kill to vent its anger.

But Wu Xian didn't show up, so he had no way to vent his anger, so it could only accumulate in his heart...

suddenly.

A finger was stuffed into its nostril.

The pale ghost was stunned for a moment, and then let out a deafening roar. It was already very angry, and suddenly its nostrils were poked, which made it even more angry and broke down.

It furiously searched in the coffin for something to poke its nostrils, but no matter how hard it searched, it was the only movable thing in the coffin. It searched so vigorously that the coffin was shaking constantly.

But even though it was so angry, it had no intention of leaving the coffin, because the purpose of its birth was to take over the body of a living person who entered the coffin. How could it abandon the goal of its ghost life because of a mere anger?
then……

As it roared, a hand reached into its throat and pinched its tonsils...

"Too deceiving!"

The pale ghost was so angry that his hair stood on end. There was nothing left in his mind. He simply opened the coffin lid and jumped out. He only wanted to destroy everything.

Even the earthworms underground must be dug out and chopped into minced meat!
Wu Xian's eyes lit up.

"You finally came out."

crackle...

Crackling!

In the dark village, five bright lights suddenly flashed, and five shining lightning bolts fell from the sky, striking the pale ghost's head one by one.

The first one went over.

The pale ghost also tried to roar towards the sky.

As the thunder from behind fell, it could only watch itself gradually turn into ashes...

However, because he acted too early, some of the stray lightning reached the coffin, making Wu Xian's body feel numb.

Wu Xianyi's original purpose.

It is to lure out the pale ghost, then activate the mark of anger, and draw down thunder to kill the ghost directly.

Every mark of anger can lead to a bolt of lightning, so theoretically when Wu Xian senses the existence of the pale ghost, he can kill it directly.

But Yang Bin had told Wu Xian with his life before.

The attack on the coffin would most likely backfire on Wu Xian himself, so Wu Xian was worried that the lightning would be reflected back on himself, so he used the ghost touch to force out the pale ghost.

Every extremely angry creature is a pile of gunpowder. Just a slight spark will cause it to explode out of control.

As for the ghost touch poking people's nostrils and throats...

Wu Xian said it was just an accident.

After all, he couldn't see the situation inside the coffin, so releasing the ghost touch was entirely based on luck.

The pale ghost died.

Wu Xian tried to blink his eyes and found that he was still in the same place.

"It is true. The purpose of teleporting to the coffin is to allow the pale ghost to replace the living. Once the ghost dies, the teleportation will no longer exist."

Wu Xian walked out of the room with the oil lamp and came to the place where the pale ghost's body was. The soil on the ground had traces of being burned by lightning. "Well... judging from the degree of burning, the power of the five angry lightning bolts is equivalent to a rare-level Five Thunder Curse. A single shot is equivalent to a small thunder curse, and the power is quite good."

Then Wu Xian turned and looked up at the sky.

There was a vague feeling of being watched in the clouds.

Ever since he was blessed with the evil, every time he looked at the sky, he felt like he was being watched, but now the feeling of being watched has intensified, which means that the 'Reggae' is more eager for him.

Fortunately, that thing is still well-behaved. Even if it is another lightning bolt, the angry lightning will not attract it down.

"If there is no incense left, then... the reward should be in the coffin."

Wu Xian walked to the side of the coffin.

I saw a bright red candle light inside, and a statue was standing in the coffin. It was the statue of Xuanming Lord, the water official in charge of the "magic weapon".

"A magical instrument... it's quite practical."

Wu Xian bowed casually, and amid the sound of waves, three magical instruments emerged with splashes of water.

They are a copper coin sword, a pair of shoes, and a pagoda.

The copper coin sword was the first magic weapon Wu Xian obtained. He was most impressed by this magic weapon. With the bonus of talismans, the small copper coin sword could play a huge role.

But Wu Xian has a boomerang that can be used at close or far distances, so there is no need to choose a copper coin sword just for sentimentality.

The second thing is a bit strange.

This is a pair of exquisite blue embroidered shoes, called Moon Palace Dancing Shoes. They are the shoes worn by the fairies in Guanghan Palace. There are magical powers left on them. When you wear these shoes, your body will become flexible and can slide on any plane.

"what……"

"I really want it."

Wu Xian fell in love with this pair of shoes at first sight.

This is not because he wants to wear it because of the Fairy Guanghan. Wu Xian doesn't have such a bad taste.

Rather, the functions of this pair of shoes are really powerful. Sliding can improve maneuverability, and the flexible body can increase survival rate. The most important thing is that as a pair of shoes, the durability of this magic weapon should not be too low.

But after thinking about it over and over again and struggling for a long time, Wu Xian finally gave up.

Without him...

It's just that he looks so perverted when he wears embroidered shoes.

So Wu Xian could only place his hope on the last pagoda. This pagoda was golden all over, had seven floors, and was the size of an adult's forearm.

Its name is: Wubao Linglong Tower!
This was a practice for the Taoist master Ran Deng to make the Seven Treasures Linglong Tower. It can be as big or small as a finger, or as big as a person or a trap for evil spirits...

Wu Xian rolled his eyes.

It's another defective product. Can't these big guys just throw down some real stuff?
However, even if it is a defective product, this thing is very useful. Just throw it out and it will press the evil spirits under the tower, creating a seal-like effect.

Even without using the sealing ability, the ability to grow bigger or smaller is enough to play a significant role.

Wu Xian walked out of the coffin.

Suddenly he felt something was wrong. He put his hand on the coffin and felt a sense of closeness, as if this thing was a part of his body. He had never felt this way before.

After thinking about it for a while.

Open the dependent's certificate to check.

After seeing the contents of the last page of the certificate of ordination, Wu Xian's eyes lit up. Only now did he get the exact information.

This page is the 'Funeral Checklist'. There are six items on the list, namely:

Funeral Hall: Not Yet Arrived

Coffin: Lightning-struck wooden coffin
Ghost money: Available.

Funerary objects: None
Offerings: None
Buried: None
(End of this chapter)