I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

A day later.

The mud house.

The [ underworld fog ] filled the air, and the solid darkness covered the entire open space.

In the room, Fu xuanxu was sitting cross-legged on the ground. He did not dare to waste any time in cultivating. His aura had already returned to its peak.

In another corner, a black-robed figure was wrapped in layers of endless hatred, resentment, and curses. It was PEI Ling!

All of a sudden, all the hatred, resentment, and curses began to shrink rapidly, and finally returned to a wisp of solid white mist, floating in front of him.

PEI Ling immediately cast one complicated and treacherous spell after another.

The White mist gradually turned into human faces that were in pain. They let out silent roars, and they were crazy, weird, ferocious, twisted ... They were struggling hysterically.

The human faces were like flickering lights and passing shadows as they quickly piled up. Soon, there were thousands of them, uncountable.

They floated out from the White mist one by one and in an instant, they completely surrounded PEI Ling once again. All the human faces were staring at PEI Ling. All kinds of crazy gazes fell on him.

A cold and violent aura filled the air, rising like a tide.

The ground was covered in layers of frost, and the air was filled with coldness. It was as if countless snowflakes would fall in the next moment.

At this moment, PEI Ling finally cast the last spell. All the human faces instantly stopped roaring and struggling. Then, they whistled and gathered together, turning into a simple and strange ancient rune.

PEI Ling suddenly opened his mouth, and this rune was immediately swallowed by him.

After swallowing the rune, PEI Ling\'s lips moved, as if he was spitting out a word, but he did not make any sound.

In the next moment, a cold, vicious, powerful, and terrifying curse silently seeped into the ground.

The ground was still as calm as ever, and there was no response.

At the same time, in the dream realm, PEI Ling heard the system\'s notification."Ding dong! [ this cultivation session has been completed. Thank you for using the intelligent cultivation system. With one click of the button, you can ascend without worry! ] Please give me a five-star rating if you are satisfied ..."

He instantly regained control of his body, and the cultivation of the [ curse of ten thousand souls ] was complete!

Seeing that the ghosts in his dream were still gathered outside the house and were not affected by the [ curse of ten thousand souls ] at all, PEI Ling frowned. He had no idea who the system was cursing for him this time!

The situation was not good!

The curse of ten thousand souls was an attack-type curse. When the system cultivated this type of spell, it would directly choose the strongest target on the spot to attack.

The reason why he chose this time to cultivate the curse was because there was a large group of ghosts outside.

But in the current situation ... The system didn\'t seem to be interested in these Return To Void stage ghostly beings!

This was most likely the same as the last time in the eternal night desert. The system had helped him curse some unknown terrifying existence!

Realizing this, PEI Ling immediately took a deep breath. He had wanted to continue cultivating the [ tool to carry Dao ], but he did not have the time now. He had to leave quickly.

Otherwise, once the existence cursed by the system came to find him, he would be completely finished!

At the moment, only the true immortal\'s will in the teahouse could cover his tracks.

At the thought of this, PEI Ling did not hesitate at all. His consciousness immediately shifted from the [ great dream of the underworld ] to the main world.

In the main world.

The mud house.

In the darkness, PEI Ling suddenly opened his eyes and quickly retracted all the [ netherworld dream ] in the surroundings.

At the same time, he could clearly sense that there was an indescribable but extremely close relationship between him and the earthen house. It was as if he was already the master of this place!

However, time was of the essence. He could inherit the control of the earthen house in the future. Right now, it was more important to escape!

As he thought of this, the [ netherworld fog ] was like the Milky Way flowing backwards. In a flash, it had been completely absorbed back into PEI Ling\'s body. There was no longer any darkness in the mud house. On the offering table, two oil lamps were burning quietly, and there was still a small amount of oil left.

As offerings, the melons and fruits were as fresh as ever. They had a soft luster, like pearls and Jade, and were especially alluring.

The furniture was neatly arranged, and the farm tools hanging on the wall cast a heavy and calm shadow.

All the copies of PEI Ling and Fu xuanxu in the mud houses had disappeared.

With a thought, the simple wooden door opened automatically.

At the same time, he sent a voice transmission, let\'s go!

At this moment, Fu xuanxu had already reacted. After hearing PEI Ling\'s voice transmission, he quickly stopped cultivating and replied without any nonsense, " "Alright!"

The two of them immediately fled out of the gate.

They gently escaped from the earthen house without any obstruction.

Outside the house, the originally empty ground was now crowded with all kinds of ghosts.

The brutal armed man, the cold and ethereal scholar with a fan, the pregnant woman who was about to give birth holding a child, the old man coughing with a cane, the graceful girl holding a lamp, the kind-looking old woman with a basket in her hand, the human skin drum, the embroidered silk shoes, the withered tree, the shadow with a human head and a snake body ... It was exactly the same as the situation in the dream!

Fu xuanxu\'s expression suddenly changed. There were so many Return To Void stage ghosts gathered here!

He instantly took out his wooden Ruyi and prepared to fight to the death.

At this moment, the group of ghostly beings had just woken up. The yin Qi around them was abundant and gathered here as if it was real.

Many cold and brutal gazes swept past PEI Ling and locked onto Fu xuanxu.

The [ breath control technique ] that mo minglan had given him was mainly used to lock the life force in the grave so that he wouldn\'t be assimilated into the dead. Moreover, it could avoid the detection of ghosts ... But this was all because he had to avoid direct contact with ghosts.

Right now, the two of them were already directly facing this large group of ghostly beings.

PEI Ling had taken away the destinies of the "masses" and could still deceive these ghosts, but Fu xuanxu only relied on the [ breath control Art ] and could not continue to hide his identity as a living person!

All the ghosts stared at Fu xuanxu, their bodies filled with hatred.

Without any warning, the corners of their mouths curled up slightly, immediately revealing an extremely bloodthirsty, excited, and ecstatic smile.

The warrior opened his mouth, revealing his white teeth that were filled with bloody flesh. His tone was cold,"A living person!"

The scholar\'s eyes instantly turned red, and sharp fangs rapidly grew out of his dark blue lips. He said with greed, " "Fresh blood and flesh!"

"Food!" The pregnant woman said darkly.

The old man coughed violently. &Quot; &Quot; cough, cough, cough ... Rare ... Food, cough, cough ... Food!! &Quot;

The girl gently raised the lantern in her hand, as if to make Fu xuanxu clearer,"It\'s mine!"

"It\'s mine!"

"It should be mine!"

&Quot; the \'crowd\' is here. One piece of food can be divided into many portions. We\'ll split it evenly! &Quot;

"Alright, we\'ll split it equally!"

"I only want the head!"

"I want my left arm!"

"I want my right arm!"

"I want the torso!"

"I want my heart and liver ..."

While everyone was discussing, all the ghosts had already attacked.