In response to Lu Yun's question, the ghost cultivator tilted his head and listened, with a split smile on his face.
After thinking about it, the ghost cultivator nodded and really got out of the way.
Lu Yun walked over with her sword, only to find that the tomb had been dug up, and the coffin inside had also been pried open. There was a dark hole at the bottom of the coffin where the body was supposed to be.
Looking over, it's bottomless.
Chains poked out from here, dragging the hunted souls into the ghost world.
Lu Yun tried to touch it and found that the chains seemed to be illusory, passing through her palm.
Lu Yun couldn't grasp the power from Guixi.
The ghost cultivator helps the ghost cultivator hunt for living souls, and the ghost cultivator helps the ghost cultivator increase his cultivation. Ning Hui, who is among them, can obtain the ghost cultivator's Wangchuan Stone through the ghost cultivator.
It's a good plan.
"Do you really want to go down?"
Zheng Pan looked at Lu Yun thoughtfully.
"Um."
After responding, Lu Yun stepped into the darkness.
The next moment, she fell from the sky, strong winds whizzed around her, and the wind turned into blades, cutting Lu Yun's body.
The feeling of falling pulls the human soul almost out.
In the endless darkness, Lu Yun could see the hazy scene below, and there was no light among the ghosts.
Controlling her body in the air, Lu Yun stepped on the cold snow and landed steadily on the ground.
Looking around, there was nothing nearby. The shadows of the trees stretched out in the night, making them look strange and strange.
Something seemed to be moving in the darkness.
The monk's eyes were enough to see in the dark night, but facing the dark night in front of him, Lu Yun's eyes had limited visibility.
Lu Yun released his spiritual consciousness and looked in the direction of the movement.
A monk's spiritual consciousness will gradually become stronger as his cultivation level increases.
However, the spiritual consciousness of the golden elixir stage can at most detect the nearby situation, but cannot attack the enemy. Even if you are not careful, you will be harmed if you are discovered.
Fortunately, Lu Yun was cautious enough.
The place where the spiritual consciousness went was a piece of grass, and in the grass, Lu Yun found something lying there, with a pair of red eyes staring at him.
There is a pair of black horns on the top of the opponent's head, the thumb is long and short, slightly bent backwards, and very hard.
They are ghosts.
Lu Yun's eyes followed her spiritual sense and stared in that direction. Perhaps because she looked for too long, she aroused the vigilance of the ghost clan, who was approaching on his own initiative.
Yes, proactively.
The ghost clan is chaotic and dangerous. The other party has a greedy desire for themselves, but they have to restrain themselves.
"Are you the one who came to get something?"
"follow me."
After getting close, Lu Yun could also see the appearance of this ghost clan with the help of his eyes.
There are no green faces and fangs, but the ghosts who live in darkness all year round have dark white skin.
On top of that white face, those blood pupils seemed too dangerous.
He looked at Lu Yun, and the tone of his words was jerky, as if he did not often use the common language in the world of cultivation.
The other party seemed to think of himself as someone else.
Looking at the other party, Lu Yun just nodded slightly.
Although I don’t know what the misunderstanding is, it’s best to continue acting now.
She thought that the other party must have thought that she was a ghost cultivator.
And what kind of agreement did the ghost cultivator have with this place? He became the one to fulfill the agreement.
"follow me."
The ghost tribe said something again and led the way.
This thick, ink-like black color is something the ghost tribe is accustomed to. Their bodies have adapted to the environment here, and the night is no obstacle.
Lu Yun followed suit, while completely hiding the pure sword intent in her body.
Looking up at the sky, the place where she fell didn't look unique. What she remembered was that when she jumped down, Zheng Pan was right behind her.
There is no Zheng Pan nearby. It seems that the door can teleport randomly.
But that’s fine.
She couldn't figure out Zheng Pan's real background.
Since the other party can tell about the Wangchuan Stone, it is impossible for him to know nothing about the function of the Wangchuan Stone.
Perhaps, the other party is testing him, and it is undoubtedly better to act separately.
This ghost tribe didn't walk slowly, heading in the set direction, and soon arrived at a place.
It's also a village that looks almost like a replica of the Ghost Village outside.
But the people living here are not ghost cultivators, but real ghosts.
The horns of the ghost tribe are not all the same. Some are short like those of the ghost tribe leading the way, while others are sharp and long.
It is recorded in ancient books that the size of the ghost tribe's horns represents the strength of the ghost tribe. The longer the horns, the higher the strength.
Looking around, there was no one among these horned ghosts that could make Lu Yun particularly wary.
A "ghost cultivator" entering the ghost clan's territory is actually no different from a sheep entering a tiger's mouth.
Just by looking at the eyes of these ghosts, Lu Yun knew that he had made the right bet.
They cannot touch their "messenger".
So no matter how hungry they were, no matter how much they wanted to pull her soul out of her body, they didn't dare to make any move.
"arrive."
The ghost tribe leading the way stopped too quickly, and Lu Yun almost ran into him.
The ghost turned his head, his expression gloomy, and he stretched out his hand.
The ghost's hands are a little blue, and the nails are jet black, very long, and very sharp.
The finger of the ghost in front of him scratched the side of Lu Yun's neck, making a small cut.
Blood beads rolled down on the dark nails. The ghost put it in his mouth and sucked it for a moment, smiling with satisfaction at Lu Yun's unwillingness to avoid it.
However, this smile is too ugly.
"go in."
He pushed Lu Yun, and the door in front opened quietly. It was dark inside, like the bottom of an abyss, swallowing up all the light.
Standing at the door, I couldn't see clearly what was inside.
Lu Yun walked calmly and walked in. The door closed behind her. Something roared in the room, followed by the lighting of candles.
After finally adapting to the existence of darkness, even if the light of the candle was weak, it was so dazzling that Lu Yun squinted her eyes.
In this candlelight, Lu Yun could clearly see the scene here.
There lived an old woman with gray hair, cold eyes, and no trace of life on her old skin.
The reason why Lu Yun's gaze lingered was because one of the horns on the other party's head was broken.
This is a mutilated ghost clan.
But judging from the attitude of the leading ghost tribe, this person's status seems to be quite high.
"I haven't seen you before?"
Granny Ghost spoke, her voice was like a saw pulling at her, hoarse and unpleasant.
She walked over slowly with a cane, her pace was like that of a dying old man who would step into the coffin at any time.
He was supposed to be a late man, but Lu Yun didn't dare to underestimate him.
As the other person got closer, the pressure was rising. Lu Yun calmly swallowed the breath in her heart. She looked at the other person calmly and smiled coldly.
"The previous one is dead."
"died?"
The ghost mother-in-law was already close at hand. Her rickety body was much shorter than Lu Yun. She seemed to be disgusted and couldn't see Lu Yun clearly. She stretched her head and tried to get closer, her toes were raised, and her figure was unstable.
At this moment, Lu Yun stretched out her hand to hold the other person's shoulder, letting the other person look at her, her eyes as clear as water without any waves.
