Chapter 88: The Midnight Ghost Knocks on the Door

  On a piece of paper were written two big characters - Last Will, but Yu Min didn't have the heart to look at it. He helplessly looked at Guo Ming, feeling that he had truly been defeated.

  "I'll ask you one last time, are you really not leaving? Yu Min has already decided to give up on Guo Ming, she's done all she can, but unfortunately he won't listen, and there's nothing more she can do. Later she'll just have to tell Lao Dao about it."

  Nature doesn't move, I'm going back to sleep, haha, in the middle of the night I'll get up and catch ghosts. After Guo Ming finished speaking, he directly walked into his own room and slammed the door shut with a bang.

  Yu Min smiled wryly and ran over to Lao Dao's side, explaining something.

  "Alas, young people these days... never mind, since he doesn't want to leave, let's just forget it. Heart, later on, set up a stealth and five-element formation around his house. The old Daoist instructed, right, tonight strictly prohibit anyone from coming, I'll be setting up the formation here, it won't affect other places, but if someone accidentally intrudes, it'll be disastrous. Remember, remember."

  Yu Min nodded hastily and said: "Don't worry, Daozhang, I will always be on guard."

  The old man nodded and took out a talisman from the yellow canvas bag on his body, handed it to Yu Min, saying: "You must hold it at all times, otherwise you will be in danger of losing your life."

  As soon as she heard it, she hastily took it over and held it tightly in her hand. This was her own life after all! She couldn't help but take it seriously.

  After setting up the stealth and five-element formation, she was still uneasy, sat cross-legged, facing Guo Ming's door, and muttered to herself: "Four-sided divine spirits, be my soldiers, appear." Five golden armored divine soldiers appeared instantly. At this time, Xīn'ér's small face was somewhat pale, her jade hand pinched a spell seal, and she muttered: "Go."

  Five golden armored gods emitted a faint golden light from their bodies and transformed into five golden lights that disappeared around Guo Ming's room.

  The old man walked forward with a pained expression and scolded, "These two formations are already sufficient, why did you still waste your mental energy to find the Golden Armor Divine Soldier for him?"

  A faint smile appeared on Xiao Xin's tired face as she chuckled and said, "I don't know why, but I didn't want that brother to get hurt, so I set it up."

  "What? The old Daoist was shocked, and immediately snapped his fingers to calculate, soon a flush appeared on his face, he hastily stopped the calculation, and slowly calmed down."

  "Grandpa, what's wrong with you just now?" Xiner asked puzzledly.

  "It's really strange, I couldn't calculate this kid's fate, the old Taoist shook his head. He knew that either the opponent was a person with great magical power and he couldn't calculate it, or someone had used great magical power to obscure the heavenly mechanism, making him unable to calculate it. He ruled out both possibilities without hesitation. Great divine insight, you think it's easy to see, just seeing is not enough, in all these years, I've only seen two people like that. Then he belongs to a special kind, people born with extraordinary fate are hard to calculate their fate, but such people are too rare."

  Fortune-telling is also following the will of heaven, and one cannot be too demanding. If he had continued to calculate earlier, he might have obtained some things he wanted to know, but he would also inevitably get hurt, this is the punishment for going against heaven.

  "Alright, you take a deep breath and calm down. Grandfather will make arrangements again. Today, the two of us will come to see what kind of sacred place this is. The old Taoist was concerned at first, but then his tone turned cold." With a sword in hand, I have the air of dominance over the world.

  Guo Ming stood in front of the window, quietly watching them bustling about. The path he and Lao Dao took was clearly not part of the same system. The other party's system was that of talismans, while his own was that of golden elixir. In ancient times, when cultivation was flourishing, there were countless systems, but with the arrival of the Great Calamity, many cultivation systems disappeared along with the erasure of history.

  The Golden Elixir method is to cultivate oneself, using oneself as the crucible, seizing the creation of heaven and earth for one's own body, ultimately ascending to immortality through feathered transformation. The talismanic method, on the other hand, takes a different approach, they like to use talismans and spirit symbols, sealing powerful forces within. Once deployed, its power is in no way inferior to the Golden Elixir method. However, they have a fatal flaw, that is, before achieving great success with the Golden Elixir, their lifespan is not much longer than that of ordinary humans. If Guo Ming were to choose, he would undoubtedly choose the Golden Elixir method, after all, no matter how powerful talismans are, they are external objects, and it's always better to have power rooted within oneself. Of course, what's important is that the Golden Elixir stage is a critical juncture, many talented individuals have been stuck at this point.

  In other words, the method of talismans wants to live a long life, compared to the method of golden elixir, it is unknown how many times more difficult. The method of golden elixir is that as one's cultivation increases, their lifespan also increases accordingly, so they have a lot of time to waste compared to those who use talismans. The difference between high and low can be seen at a glance.

  Jin's mind was spent on himself, summoning the Golden Armor God Soldier, but Guo Ming didn't expect that for a moment, his gaze at the girl showed a hint of softness. Guo Ming disliked owing favors to others, if someone treated him with one part kindness, he would treat them with three parts in return.

  At night, the insect sounds suddenly stopped at a certain moment, and waves of cold wind began to blow.

  The old man sat on a rush cushion, holding a peach wood sword in his hand. As the yin wind arrived, his fingers moved slightly, but he didn't react at all.

  Her two pitch-black eyes were full of eagerness, and her whole person seemed to be full of energy. Fortunately, she understood that as long as Grandpa didn't make a move, she absolutely wouldn't dare to act rashly.

  At the same time, his eyes darted towards Guo Ming's direction again, with a hint of worry in his heart, hoping that heaven would bless him to be safe and sound.

  Knock knock knock, the soft knocking sound started, Guo Ming jumped up from bed and cursed: "What's with the knocking in the middle of the night?"

  With a creak, Guo Ming opened the door, but found that outside was empty and desolate, with nothing in sight. The only thing he felt was the chill of the wind blowing against his body. He couldn't help but shiver, and his face immediately changed. "Damn it," he cursed, "which son of a bitch is playing tricks on me?"

  The wind grew stronger, and through the outer window, one could see that there was a faint black smoke floating in the air. Perhaps Guo Ming's eyesight wasn't good, he didn't notice, and after scolding for a few more sentences, seeing no one appeared, he got angry and closed the door to sleep.

  "Grandfather, what was that just now? Xin'er asked anxiously."

  "There's nothing, just the usual ghostly tricks, using the yin wind to knock and strike, but in reality his true body hasn't approached, otherwise the formation would have activated long ago. However, today's situation with Heart is a bit off... How did they see through the stealth formation all of a sudden? Could it be that there's a Ghost King among them? The old Daoist muttered to himself."

  "Ghost King, Xi'er whispered to herself, it shouldn't be that thing appearing, right? She couldn't help but think of the bet she made with Guo Ming earlier, betting on whether the Ghost King would appear or not. He's just an ordinary person, how did he know about the divisions between ghosts? Was it a coincidence or something else? She wished she could go ask him now, but she was currently stationed at the Southern Vermilion Bird's position and couldn't leave freely."

  The sound of "Dong Dong Dong" rang out again, and the two saw Guo Ming, out of breath and holding a knife, suddenly pushing open the door, cursing loudly, and directly insulting the 18th generation of female relatives of that ghost. What shocked the two was Guo Ming's lung capacity, which was not ordinary at all. He scolded for nearly half an hour without repeating himself. Is this something an ordinary person can do?

  There were several times when they saw that around Guo Ming's house, there would be waves of invisible ripples from time to time. This was a sign that the formation had been activated. The old Taoist sighed and said, "This kid is very strong, even ghosts can't stand it."

  Xin'er's face turned crimson as she lightly pouted and said, "Can't you pay more attention to your image? This is bad, Xin'er is very unhappy."

  "Haha, to be able to force the ghost to this extent, you didn't see it earlier, but I saw a ghost directly crash into the formation and get knocked out. This kid has potential." The old Taoist chuckled to himself.

  Guo Ming felt his throat was a bit dry, and he glared at the surroundings with resentment before slamming the door shut. With a loud bang, even the whole house shook violently, one could imagine how stifled Guo Ming felt inside.

  The ghosts outside were furious, their purpose was simple, they just wanted to scare away Guo Ming. But this kid was good, he opened his mouth and scolded them. You can scold me, but why do you have to bring up my relatives? What can be tolerated and what cannot be tolerated, the two ghosts looked at each other, waved their sleeves, and another gust of yin wind was released.

  The knocking sound came as scheduled, but Guo Ming's gate remained still. The two ghosts looked at each other and then swung their sleeves again, another burst of rapid knocking sounds echoed, but Guo Ming's gate was still calm.

  "Haha, it seems that this kid can indeed hold his breath and knows when to retreat. The old man chuckled and said, 'Sometimes you have to know when to back down, rigidity leads to brittleness, and excess leads to overflow.' This kid has a future. But the next moment, his expression changed dramatically, staring blankly at Guo Ming who had just walked out of the broken door."

  "Damn it! Guo Ming held a kitchen knife in his hand and looked around, saying, 'Who dares to fight me?'"

  Seeing no one around, Guo Ming casually threw the kitchen knife with a "whoosh" sound, and unexpectedly it flew right over the head of a ghost by about an inch.

  This scared the ghost so much that it let out a loud cry and ran away quickly.

  Another ghost looked at Guo Ming with trepidation, although he was very confident in his own stealth technique, but that little guy was really too bold. He had always heard of ghosts playing tricks on humans, but not the other way around. Today, he finally saw it for himself.

  Someone shouted "Ghost!", Guo Ming stared at the direction of the kitchen knife, seemingly deep in thought. Then, almost without thinking, he took big strides towards that ghost.

  "Don't go out," said Xin'er hastily.

  Taking advantage of this delay, a powerful and unparalleled divine thought traversed the barriers of time and space, and immediately collided with Xin Er. This was a sneak attack, but Xin Er was after all a seasoned practitioner who had caught ghosts with Lao Dao before. Naturally, she wouldn't be easily knocked down by her opponent like this.

  A faint ripple appeared on her head, a yellow talisman paper suddenly emerged, and then converged into a light mirror, tightly protecting her surroundings.