"How do you need our help? Fellow Daoist Guo, please tell me first and we will think about it."
Chang Siguo neither refused nor agreed easily.
He took away the stone tablet and caused the current changes in the Corridor of Lost Souls. In the final analysis, this matter is also related to the selfishness of Guo and the others. If Guo and the others had not devoured the fifth-level soul objects that had been promoted over the years and cultivated three or two more, It will not cause the embarrassing situation where no one is available today.
Guo heard what Chang Siguo meant, and he felt helpless and said: "The old ghost suppressed under the Black Fire Cold Pond is gradually recovering in strength, but we have consumed a lot. One is going down, the other is going up, and the most we can do is If we persist for another ten years, Hei Gu and Feng Niang really can’t do it, so we will abandon this place and go to the Liuyun Sea Territory, leaving the mess for the Chongshan Territory to clean up. I feel a little reluctant to leave my home that I have lived in for more than five thousand years..."
After a moment of silence, Guo continued: "With the help of fellow Daoist Chang and this little friend, I can set up a cold ghost-suppressing array, and with the help of the Corridor of Lost Souls, completely imprison the old ghosts underground to prevent them from running out and causing harm to the world. .”
Chang Siguo looked at You Ji. He didn't know much about the battle method, but he was proficient in placing restrictions based on his cultivation.
You Ji nodded slightly and said through a voice message: "The divine energy, flame and thunder and lightning are miraculous in dealing with ghosts."
Chang Siguo agreed: "Sure, our contribution will be considered as compensation for borrowing the stone tablet. But one thing is that we believe in you, fellow Taoist Guo. If the other two have any bad intentions, don't blame me." Leave it alone, or become ruthless."
"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Chang. At the critical moment, they don't dare to have second thoughts. Moreover, with their strength, they don't dare to act recklessly even if they have a few courages. Thank you, Fellow Daoist Chang, for your generous help! Please!"
A smile appeared on Guo Kuha's face, he stretched out his hand to invite him, and then stepped into the Corridor of Lost Souls with a clear line of sight.
"You're welcome, fellow Daoist Guo."
Chang thought about setting foot on the flat ground paved with fine bones and stones that he had been running for ten years. Looking around, the corridor of lost souls no longer saw the scattered souls, and the murmurs in his ears disappeared, as if they were lost. That kind of spirituality of heaven and earth.
The feeling of desolation and vicissitudes of life is even stronger.
Guo shook his head. He had stayed in the Corridor of Lost Souls the longest and had the deepest feelings.
Now in such a dilapidated state, he felt heavy-hearted and walked to the opposite side in silence, leaning on a dead branch.
Chang Siguo and Youji followed silently.
The westward sun set palely through the fog above, leaving no trace of the three of them. In the blink of an eye, the three of them reached the top of the mountain a hundred miles away, arriving at the black and bare Zhenhun Mountain. You Ji suddenly said: "In addition to the ghostly aura, there is also a weird aura."
Guo stopped outside the Black Fire Cold Pond Valley and said: "It's a weird kind of death energy, and ghost energy overflows from under the cold pool. You should be careful not to let the death energy enter your body, otherwise you will be in trouble." He shook. He shook the sleeve of his left hand, revealing a bone-black wrist, which was shocking, and said: "This thing is very cunning. Fellow Taoist Chang has a fire constitution, so he shouldn't be afraid of death."
With a wave of his hand, the entire valley was revealed, and the thick cold air surrounded the Black Fire Cold Pond like iron.
Two people walked out of the dark blue cold air. Among them, the bald man in black clothes was Heigu. His eyes were sunken and he couldn't hide the haggardness on his face. He raised his hand to Chang Siguo and said, "I've met Mr. Chang!" Yes! Yuji nodded.
The woman walking on the right is Feng Niang. Her whole body, including her face, is wrapped in white gauze. She has a slim figure and bows silently.
Guo noticed before Chang Siguo and Youji entered the mist of lost souls.
They had heard Guo talk about Chang Si Guo's cultivation and were shocked before. If Guo hadn't insisted and they were afraid of Guo's force, they would have abandoned this damn Hantan and fled as far as they could.
So what if you leave your hometown?
Cutting flesh with such a dull knife is the most terrifying thing.
They are worried that they will be devoured by the old ghost who has been suppressed for the time being.
Old Man Guo's cultivation has widened the gap between them in terms of realm. Although there were some verbal promises made more than a hundred years ago, how can they outrun Guo when the time comes to escape? The two of them have been living together like years in recent years.
"You are Welcome."
Chang Siguo glanced at the two sixth-level soul cultivators who had lost their previous energy, and said to Guo, who was in charge of the overall situation: "What should we do, fellow Taoist Guo, just say it."
You Ji looked at the cold air in the valley. There were wisps of black air like snakes, overflowing from the cold pool from time to time, wandering aimlessly in the dark blue cold air for a while and then diving back into the cold pool.
She could see that the cold air surrounding the valley had been refined by three soul cultivators, and layers of restrictions were imposed on the cold air.
This method treats the symptoms but not the root cause, suppressing the ghosts under the cold pool, which is also a cold and cold way.
Using yin-cold to suppress yin-cold, like drinking poison to quench thirst, can only delay time but cannot solve the problem.
When the ghosts below have almost recovered, it's time to counterattack.
According to her observation of the black energy, the situation was already very critical. The suppressed ghosts had at least recovered to the seventh level of cultivation and did not rush out immediately. Perhaps they did not want to attract the attention of the experts outside, or they were recharging their energy?
Send a message to the master and ask him to be ready to escape at any time.
She didn't know where Old Man Guo got his confidence. How could he persist for ten years like a sieve in this broken place?
Will you stick to your old life?
Guo glanced at Youji who was silent and said: "Please go to the southwestern part of Xunda, please. Please go to the west part of Kanxi, please listen to me later and input soul power and mana into Hanyu Perry. Fellow Taoist Chang, please don't do it." Infused with fire magic..."
An arrogant voice came from under the cold pool, interrupting Guo's arrangement: "Quack, two more meat dishes have been sent. Old man Guo, you can trick a few more high-level human monks into coming in. I will let you three go as I said before. There is a way out, I always mean what I say, this deal is a good deal, quack."
"Fuck your mother's stinky fart!"
Guo scolded angrily, "I am treating you like a three-year-old child? You still want us to fall into your trap and live in your childhood dreams."
From what I heard, they had suffered big losses from old ghosts before.
"Quack, you damn ghosts can't be persuaded by words. I'm going to let you see today what it means to come and go freely. How can you try to suppress me in just a cold pond? You are so shameless, Quack, then all of you will die!"
Suddenly, there was a dull vibration at the bottom of the valley. The black water in the Black Fire Cold Pond surged into water columns, rushing into the air in the cold air. Countless black air shot out from the water in evil shapes, trying to break through the restriction of the cold air.
Guo paused and held the dead branch in his hand, "Keng". The dead branch penetrated into the ground and made a resounding sound. The momentum of the water column that had risen to more than ten feet was blocked, and he said: "Please return to your positions, we suppressed it in one fell swoop..."
"Don't do it yet!"
Suddenly there was a shout from under the cold pool.
Hei Gu, who was dressed in black and had a bald head, and Feng Niang, who was silent and speechless, took action at the same time.
One punched the rich dark blue cold air, and a three-foot-long thorn appeared in the other's hand, stabbing fiercely from the side to Guo's neck where he was struggling with the suppressed old ghost.
Something unexpected happened, accompanied by an arrogant and ugly laughter coming from the bottom of the cold pool.
"Quack...quack!"
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