Xian'er was filled with anxiety.
When purchasing the "Ghost Escape Technique," that damned, not yet dead, possibly dead tomorrow, and even if not tomorrow, bound to die eventually Magic Shop shopkeeper, only ntioned that the hardest part of this spell was needing an evil ghost; the rest was simple steps that anyone could do.
Indeed simple, yet terrifying!
Who burns funeral money into ash to make a pillow?
Lying in bed, Xian'er distinctly heard her heartbeat, clearly perceiving the beating of her heart against her chest.
After reaching the Foundation Establishnt Stage, she perused the "Ghost Escape Technique," comforting herself since then for today, but now that it's finally here, she was too scared to fall asleep.
[Here's a small technique for you,] Li Changzhou said with a hint of laughter, recalling how Li Qianxia was also afraid of ghosts, [when you're nervous, use abdominal breathing, focus on your Dantian, and ignore your heartbeat]
"Gulp~" Xian'er swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
She followed the god's guidance.
Slowly, the intense heartbeat seed to vanish, she was still nervous, but her Dantian resembled a vast sea, the once arrogant and domineering shark of anxiety was now unable to stir up any waves despite its thrashing.
The heartbeat was cald, yet it took a long while before she finally drifted into slumber.
In her dreams, Xian'er's jade-like complexion grew ever paler.
Threads of black gas rose from the pillow stuffed with paper money ash, absorbed by her, forming an eerie gray cloud above her body.
When the black gas dwindled and eventually ceased, Xian'er's complexion gradually restored its rosiness.
Thus, the "Ghost Escape Technique" was completely cultivated.
.... It's impossible to guess the creator's ntal state of the "Ghost Escape Technique," could it be a death spirit-like pervert with Corpse Bone Gene?
In the morning, Xian'er woke up, opening her eyes to see the gray cloud.
"It's done!" She displayed a joyful expression.
On the panel, it displayed — Ghost Escape Technique (Entry: 1/100).
The escape skill also divides into 'entry, minor success, major success.'
Simply likening to riding a bicycle —
Entry-level equates to a child's level just after removing training wheels;
Minor success is the level of a fully ard professional racer, reducing wind resistance by leaning on the bike and participating in a top world competition — achieving a bike speed of 100 km/h, even faster than so cars on highways;
As for major success... during the endurance race at Hell Mountain, while others pedal arduously, the one with major success rides the bicycle in mid-air.
This is why Shui Zhongyue finds 'major success' unbelievable, likening it to a fake four-wheel drive car bought for five dollars truly capable of a whirlwind dash.
The inhuman level of 'major success' can be likened to using funeral money as a pillow.
Xian'er sat up and followed the record in the Jade Scroll to complete the final touches.
She chanted spells, her voice ethereal, her phrasing fluent and smooth.
"After the refining, the Spiritual Opportunity becos tranquil, without attachnt, all erging from ."
"The form of the ghostly body is formless and marrowless."
"The underworld realm can be shifted with just a thought of mine."
"..."
It took a full twelve minutes to finish reciting the sacrificial text.
"My words and deeds, the evil ghosts regard as law, not to be taken lightly."
"Collect!"
The gray cloud churned, accompanied by a vague scream of a female ghost, rushing into Xian'er's shadow beneath her.
Xian'er breathed a sigh of relief.
Cultivating spells is extrely exhausting, especially high-level ones. Not ntioning anything else, just morizing the sacrificial text without missing a word requires a lot of ti.
Ti is limited, and this is true for immortal cultivation as well, advancing in realm is the most important.
The First Rank Level Eight "Ghost Escape Technique," considering energy, chance, financial resources, and other factors, may take hundreds of years for a Qi Refinent Realm cultivator to successfully cultivate.
Xian'er succeeded.
The success of a new spell naturally made her eager to test it, much like trying on a newly purchased bracelet.
She ford a spell with her hands and activated it with a thought.
The gray cloud rose from her feet, enveloping her entirely.
Whoosh!
The tumbling gray cloud floated in the air, then suddenly dove out of Xian'er's cave, zipped through the Three Sisters Market, swiftly flying over the lake.
The gray cloud spiraled around the stone pillars, spiraling upwards, and shot out of Moon Lake.
Xian'er gazed at the gray sky, wondering if she could stand on the clouds in the sky tens of thousands of miles up.
Boom!
The gray cloud shot up like a bolt, appearing as a gray arrow from afar.
But in the end, it couldn't reach the clouds.
The closer to the clouds, the stronger the Gang Wind beca, blowing the gray cloud as if to scatter it.
Xian'er dared not take the risk.
She was still at the Qi Refinent Realm; without the gray cloud, she feared she'd plumt to her death on the lake surface.
After circling the sky, she returned contentedly to the Three Sisters Market.
The Array was new, evil ghosts could no longer directly enter, but the "Ghost Escape Technique" could.
If she mastered the highest realm of "Ghost Escape Technique" recorded in the Jade Scroll, she could even take Xian'er directly through stone walls.
As for major success, Xian'er couldn't imagine what realm it would be.
The gray cloud spun on the bed, Xian'er's figure erged, sitting cross-legged on it as if she'd never left.
"... Better add a point." After hesitating for a mont, she muttered to herself.
The entry-level "Ghost Escape Technique" requires a Dharma Seal to invoke, and it consus a great amount of Spiritual Power. It's not that "Moon Water Sky," the Qi Refining Ninth Layer's Spiritual Power, can last long.
As a little point vanished, countless mories surged in.
Persevering in comprehension, as if refining an ancient bronze mirror through long years, cultivating the "Ghost Escape Technique."
Traveling thousands of graves and ceteries, seeing all forms of evil ghosts, watching their drifting postures.
Soday, the gray cloud almost rged with her.
[Na: Xian'er]
[Realm: Qi Refining Ninth Layer (99/100)]
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