The ghosts controlled by the Ghost-Controlling Master are fairly simple ghosts.

But the person practicing the Ghost-Controlling Dao before him...

The ghosts he possesses are stronger than ordinary ones, these kinds of ghosts require special cultivation.

They require the host to use their own vital essence and lifespan to cultivate them bit by bit.

Only ghosts that have undergone special cultivation will be this powerful.

The technique employed by Gu Haoqi is a Ghost Skill.

The Ghost Skill he uses can rival Daoist Skills.

This is a transformation that can occur only when Ghost Skills are cultivated to the extreme.

The Ghost-Controlling Dao also has a characteristic of breaking the restriction that a Ghost-Controlling Master can only possess two ghosts at most.

Practitioners of the Ghost-Controlling Dao can possess many Contract Ghosts.

The number of Contract Ghosts one possesses is related to the host's own strength.

The stronger the host, the more Contract Ghosts they can have.

Mo Lin fixed his gaze intently on Gu Haoqi.

This is the Ghost-Controlling Dao.

An astonishing idea emerged in Mo Lin's mind at this moment.

Could he also practice the Ghost-Controlling Dao?

Mo Lin had an intuition that if he practiced the Ghost-Controlling Dao, he might progress faster than through cultivating the Red Dust Immortal.

Mo Lin held an advantage over everyone else.

It wasn't Mo Lin boasting; he supposedly had the most ghosts among anyone.

Moreover, the ghosts Mo Lin possessed were absolutely loyal.

Therefore, Mo Lin had more advantages than others.

Of course, all of this was only Mo Lin's current thought.

At this moment, Gu Haoqi was battling with the Joyful Buddha.

Several fierce ghosts of Gu Haoqi were shuttling in the air.

Directly lunging at the Joyful Buddha.

Gu Haoqi raised his palm, simultaneously using five types of Ghost Skills.

He owned a total of six Contract Ghosts.

Among them, three ghosts were of the Cave Master Level.

Alone, a Cave Master Level ghost is not very strong.

But these ghosts have a Combined Skill.

When these ghosts join hands, they become especially formidable.

This is the terrifying aspect of the Ghost-Controlling Dao.

These ghosts were Gu Haoqi's trump card.

The temple was silent, and all previous believers were now dead.

Bodies lay on the ground.

Previously, the Blood Ghost initiated a sacrifice, where these believers sacrificed their lives to summon the Joyful Buddha into the mortal realm.

All surrounding fierce ghosts were eradicated.

The Blood Ghost was exterminated by Gu Haoqi's Contract Ghosts.

Gu Haoqi was currently engaged in battle with the Joyful Buddha.

Gu Haoqi was in a tough battle.

The Joyful Buddha did not have the upper hand.

His Dharma Body was the simplest iron-cast Dharma Body, incapable of even utilizing a tenth of its strength.

Mo Lin joined the battle and used the Great Dao Wishing Power Technique, condensing a Wish Power Longsword.

Restraining the Joyful Buddha's movements.

Subsequently, Gu Haoqi's right hand transformed into a giant vine that pierced through the Joyful Buddha's chest.

Ending the Joyful Buddha's life.

Joyful Buddha's Dharma Body collapsed bit by bit, revealing cracks.

His body violently collapsed onto the ground, then disappeared.

A heap of wreckage remained on the ground.

The Joyful Buddha had fallen.

Gu Haoqi came in front of Mo Lin and patted his shoulder, praising him.

"Young man, you're impressive."

Gu Haoqi wasn't casually praising Mo Lin, he genuinely thought Mo Lin was remarkable.

Among the younger generation, Mo Lin should be a prominent figure.

"Elder, what are those things?" Mo Lin pointed at the four black cylindrical objects in the distance and asked Gu Haoqi.

Earlier, Gu Haoqi had arrived here using those things.

"Teleportation Treasure; starting this requires a hundred years of Dao Practice."

Gu Haoqi candidly informed Mo Lin.

Gu Haoqi approached the four circular pillars and slowly raised his hand.

The circular pillars in front of Mo Lin gradually shrank, then became approximately the size of fingers.

Gu Haoqi took out a wooden box from his pocket and put the four circular pillars inside.

"Elder, do you think I can learn the Ghost-Controlling Dao?" Mo Lin asked a question he cared deeply about.

Gu Haoqi raised his head and stared at Mo Lin puzzled, then said.

"You've learned Red Dust Immortal and still want to learn the Ghost-Controlling Dao?"

Gu Haoqi found it particularly incredible.

In his eyes, Mo Lin was already a talented presence within the Red Dust Immortal, and it wouldn't take long for him to become a team leader-level presence.

Yet Mo Lin now wanted to learn the Ghost-Controlling Dao. What kind of path is this?

Gu Haoqi wore a serious expression as he advised Mo Lin.

"Kid, don't bite off more than you can chew. You may be very talented, but it's only in the Red Dust Road that you are talented, that's all.

Stop having misguided thoughts, focus on your Red Dust Road, and soon you'll be able to condense the Seven-Colored Wishing Power."

In Gu Haoqi's view, learning more skills just requires more wasted energy.

Mo Lin's idea was too greedy.

If Mo Lin simultaneously learned Red Dust Immortal and the Ghost-Controlling Dao.

There would be only one result; both cultivation paths could not reach their utmost.

Mo Lin merely smiled faintly, without debating with Gu Haoqi.

As for the matter of the Ghost-Controlling Dao, it could only be researched after returning to Heaven Gate.

"Thank you, elder, for your rescue," Mo Lin thanked Gu Haoqi, then left.

After Mo Lin left the temple, he saw on Cloud Street, bodies scattered everywhere!

These people had all been sacrificed.

Gu Haoqi took a deep breath and murmured, "Someone will come to handle these bodies later."

Gu Haoqi remained expressionless; he was long accustomed to scenes like this before him.

He had encountered similar situations several times before.

Mo Lin wasn't particularly emotional and simply left.

.....

Leaving Cloud Street, everything was calm.

It seemed like what happened on Cloud Street was completely unknown to outsiders.

A young man stood in the distance, upon seeing Mo Lin, walked straight towards him.

"Elder Mo, my master is waiting for you."

The man bent over, speaking respectfully.

"Who is your master?"

"I am from the True Martial Temple." The man revealed his identity.

"Take me there."

Mo Lin got into the man's car and arrived at the True Martial Temple.

Before the True Martial Temple, there were few people compared to Mo Lin's first visit, many fewer.

Mo Lin followed the man into the backyard.

He entered a room.

An emaciated old man was sitting cross-legged on the bed with his head lowered.

His breath was weak.

He was the Temple Master of the True Martial Temple.

The manager of the True Martial Temple.

"Young friend has come.."

Seeing Mo Lin's arrival, the emaciated old man opened his sunken eyes.

Since Mo Lin obtained the True Martial Emperor Map last time, he hadn't visited the True Martial Temple.

Seeing the emaciated old man again, he appeared even thinner than before.

"Why have you called me?" Mo Lin asked the emaciated old man.

"I am about to die."

The emaciated old man answered frankly.

He genuinely felt he didn't have much time left.

"I'm here to help you resolve a crisis." The emaciated old man unexpectedly said.

One's words carry goodwill when near death, Mo Lin understood this principle well.

Mo Lin didn't think the emaciated old man said this just to enhance the mysterious atmosphere.

The emaciated old man raised his right hand and placed it on Mo Lin.

Mo Lin felt a burning sensation in his body.

This burning sensation instantly spread throughout Mo Lin's body.

The next moment, the emaciated old man started pulling something like threads from Mo Lin's body.

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