These ghosts, Mo Hua actually isn't afraid of them.
But he is somewhat curious in his heart, whether Mr. Hui and these people have any way to deal with the ghosts before them...
"I don't practice the 'Ghost' Path..."
The black-robed elder pondered for a moment, looking at Mr. Hui, "In Maoshan Taoism, there should be a spell point for expelling Yin ghosts?"
Mr. Hui frowned: "Ghosts are different from zombies, they are formless entities, involving Divine Thought Dao Skill. Even within the Maoshan inheritance, unless a disciple has innate extraordinary Divine Sense and talent in this path, they cannot study it."
"Junior is dull-witted and cannot learn this kind of inheritance, it's just..." Mr. Hui sighed, "I do tomb-robbing every day, so I have learned some simple methods for entering tombs that can ward off, but whether they are effective is hard to say."
"No worries," the black-robed elder said, "Mr. Hui, just give it a try."
