Chapter 308: No-Treasure Linglong Pagoda

Ghost Touch.

This was an ability that came with the White Ghost playing cards.

It could stretch out a palm from the playing cards, and it would disappear after completing an action. The force of this action was very weak, so it couldn't be used for attacking.

But to deal with the pale ghost shadow.

This level of force was enough.

Inside the coffin.

A figure that looked exactly like Wu Xian was scurrying around irritably. It had five layers of 'Anger' marks on its back, and now its mind was full of anger, its nostrils expanding and contracting non-stop from being so angry.

Now, all it wanted in its mind was to find something to abuse and kill to vent its anger.

But Wu Xian was late to appear, and it had no channel to vent its anger, so it could only keep accumulating in its heart...

Suddenly.

A finger was stuffed into its nostril.

The pale ghost shadow was stunned for a moment, then let out a deafening roar. It was already angry enough, and being poked in the nostril suddenly made it break its defense directly from anger.

It searched furiously in the coffin for the thing that poked its nostril, but no matter how it searched, it was the only thing that could move in the coffin. It searched with such a large range that the coffin kept shaking.

But even after being angered to this extent, it had no intention of leaving the coffin, because the meaning of its birth was to seize the body of a living person who entered the coffin. How could it abandon the goal of its ghost life because of mere anger? Then...

A hand stretched into its throat while it was roaring and pinched its tonsils...

"Too much bullying!"

The pale ghost shadow was furious, its hair standing on end. Nothing was left in its mind, and it directly lifted the coffin lid and burst out. It just wanted to destroy everything now.

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

"You finally came out."

Crackle...

Crackle-crackle!

In the pitch-black village, five rays of light suddenly flashed, and five shining lightning bolts descended from the sky, striking the pale ghost shadow's skull one after another.

After the first strike.

The pale ghost shadow still tried to roar at the sky.

As the subsequent thunder fell, it just watched itself gradually turn into ashes...

However, because the action was taken too early, some stray lightning affected the coffin, making Wu Xian's body feel a bit numb.

Wu Xian's initial goal.

Was to lure the pale ghost shadow out, then trigger the Anger marks, and lure down the lightning to kill the ghost shadow directly.

Each Anger mark could lure down a lightning bolt, so theoretically, when Wu Xian perceived the existence of the pale ghost shadow, he could kill it directly.

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

Attacks hitting the coffin were very likely to backfire on Wu Xian himself, so Wu Xian was worried that the lightning would feed back to himself, which was why he used Ghost Touch to force the pale ghost shadow out.

Every creature that was extremely angry was a pile of gunpowder, and it only took a little fire to make this pile of gunpowder lose control and explode.

As for Ghost Touch poking people's nostrils and throats...

Wu Xian stated that this was just an accident.

After all, he couldn't see the situation in the coffin, so releasing Ghost Touch was entirely based on luck.

The pale ghost shadow was dead.

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

"Sure enough, it's like this. The purpose of teleporting to the coffin is to let the pale ghost shadow replace the living person, so once the ghost shadow is dead, the teleportation no longer exists."

Wu Xian walked out of the room holding an oil lamp and came to the location of the pale ghost shadow's body. The soil on the ground had traces of being scorched by lightning. "Hmm... judging from the degree of scorching, the power of the five Anger lightning bolts combined is equivalent to a Treasure-level Five Thunder Incantation, and a single shot is equivalent to a Minor Thunder Incantation. The power is quite good."

Then Wu Xian turned his head to look at the sky.

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

Ever since he was blessed by evil, every time he looked at the sky, he felt he was being spied on, but now the feeling of being spied on had increased, which meant that the 'Thunder Ghost' was more eager for him.

Fortunately, that thing was still quite rule-abiding. It was also lightning, but the lightning of Thunder Anger and Electric Fury wouldn't lure it down.

"No ghost incense was left, so... the reward should be in the coffin."

Wu Xian walked to the side of the coffin.

He saw that a bright red candle flame had already lit up inside, and a divine statue stood in the coffin. It was the Water Official - Xuanming Great Main Divine Statue, who was in charge of 'Dharma Artifacts'.

"Dharma artifact... it can be considered practical."

Wu Xian bowed casually, and amidst the sound of waves, three Dharma artifacts emerged with water splashes.

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

The copper coin sword was the first Dharma artifact Wu Xian obtained, and he had the deepest impression of this Dharma artifact. With the bonus of talismans, the small copper coin sword could exert huge effects.

But Wu Xian had a boomerang, which could be used from far or near, so there was no need to choose the copper coin sword for the sake of nostalgia.

The second thing was a bit strange.

This was a pair of exquisite blue embroidered shoes, named Moon Palace Dance Shoes, which were shoes worn by the fairy of the Guanghan Palace. Magical power remained on them. After putting on these shoes, the body would become flexible and resilient, and one could slide on any plane.

"Ah..."

"I really want them."

Wu Xian took a fancy to these shoes at a glance.

This wasn't aimed at what the Guanghan fairy had worn; Wu Xian didn't have such perverted tastes.

It was because the function of these shoes was truly powerful. Sliding could improve mobility, and a flexible body could improve the survival rate. Most importantly, as a pair of shoes, the durability of this Dharma artifact shouldn't be too low.

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

Nothing else...

It was just that him wearing embroidered shoes looked too perverted.

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

Its name was: No-Treasure Linglong Pagoda! It was a practice work by the Burning Lamp Daoist for refining the Seven-Treasure Linglong Pagoda. It could be large or small, as small as a finger and as large as to contain a person, and could trap malevolent entities...

Wu Xian rolled his eyes.

Another defective product. Couldn't these big shots throw down a few real things? But even if it was a defective product, this thing was quite easy to use. As long as it was thrown out, and it happened to press the monster under the tower, it could form an effect similar to a seal.

Even without using the sealing ability, the function of becoming large and small alone was enough to exert no small effect.

Wu Xian walked out of the coffin.

He suddenly 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 hadn't had this feeling before.

After thinking about it.

He opened the Lotus Juanren's credentials to check.

After seeing the content on the last page of the credentials, Wu Xian's eyes lit up. Only now could he be considered to have obtained accurate information.

This page was the 'Funeral List', and there were six items on the list, which were:

Mourning Hall: Not arrived

Coffin: Lightning-struck wood coffin, Underworld money: Available.

Burial goods: None, Offering: None, Burial: None (End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 309 =====