Xiao Dou Shan is just a little special.
The cold ghost energy everywhere in the ghost world is thicker than the tomb caves in the human world. When Xiaodou Mountain attacks, the concentration increases several times.
"The Yin Qi brought out by the underground Qi pool or hidden spring is more likely to be caused by the regular eruption of the spring." Xue Tong guessed.
Ten miles southwest of Xiaodou Village, the terrain is low-lying and consists of a large wetland. Farther away is the Styx River, which flows to Jiawan City.
"You said it, but you didn't say it. The villagers are not fools, they can guess it." Fan Ruhua said with a smile.
"Hey, you can find it if you guess it!"
"Xue is not interested in the villagers, but is interested in the spooky and ghostly atmosphere."
The Nightmare Bone True Demon Art condenses evil spirits into a gang, and all kinds of evil spirits will not be rejected.
The two walked around the mountain for half a day, and Xue Tong chose a place with strong Yin energy in the crevices of the rocks.
Dig the mountain diagonally downward.
The passage was dug for about a hundred feet, and the Yin Qi became heavier, and the cold and cold water flooded the knees.
It took a day to find a natural crack at the bottom of the mountain that was half a person's height, with the sound of gurgling water inside.
spring!
Strings of water bubbles gurgled out from the dark bottom of the water.
Xue Tong expanded the cave, filled the storage bracelet with gravel, poured it into the Xiaodou Mountain Valley, and made several trips back and forth.
The yin energy was too strong, and Fan Ruhua couldn't help but frown.
"If Xiao Dou Village can do business and build a bathing pool for the ghost clan to nourish their yin and strengthen their body, they will definitely be able to earn a lot of silver."
"Don't underestimate this underworld spring water. The efficiency of refining inert water is ten times higher than that of cold springs in the world. Xue doesn't have time to spare. Otherwise, he can make millions of spiritual stones in a year by refining inert water."
"Xue is practicing in the Nether Spring Pool. The three evil spirits and the violent ape also need this gloomy ghost energy." Xue Tong said with a smile.
"It's too dark in the cave, I can't bear it." Fan Ruhua walked out of the cave.
…
Two days later.
Xue Tong soaked in the pool, his pores were fully opened, and he sucked in the yin energy wildly.
But he received a message from Fan Ruhua.
He came out of the cave dripping wet and saw several ghosts coming to the hillside.
The green shirt on his body was drying at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if he had just stepped out of a steamer.
The ghost cultivator at the front is dressed as a yamen servant and his gait does not look like that of a high-level monk.
Xue Tong rolled his eyes and activated the Ghost Hidden Technique, reaching the early stage of a master's level.
"Looking for me," Xue Tong asked with a serious face.
"Yes, I heard that a rare visitor came to Dou Village and came to see what's going on." The officer trembled.
In the small town of Jiawan, low-level ghost cultivators have no hope of catching "Yang Shijie". Their biggest wish is to report the news and receive the reward.
The Lord of Jiawan City received the suspicious news from Dou Village and reported it while sending officers to test it.
Reporter: The young ghost tribe is not a monk and does not know Xue Tong's martial arts rank, but the ghost messenger knows how powerful it is.
"I passed by and built a spring pool. I plan to stay there for a few months." Xue Tong's attitude was good or bad.
"Oh, you are so interested, why are you traveling here?" Gui Cha came up as soon as he saw the good news, and took advantage of the situation to ask boldly.
"Baozhou" Xue Tong said the name of a northern state, and Dou Village is in the southwest of Yanzhou, 40,000 miles away from it.
"It's quite far away, so don't bother me too much if you're young. Don't go past the king." Gui Cha didn't say much and signaled his companions to leave.
"Wait a minute, where are you from, Jiawan City?" Xue Tong asked.
"Hmm, welcome to the Junhou Mansion."
Gui Chai is sharp-tongued and smooth in speech.
"If the villagers of Dou Village have any doubts, please explain. If Jiawan City needs help with something big, I may be able to spare some time," Xue Tong said.
…
"Why, I'm not leaving"
Fan Ruhua originally thought that the strange ghost cultivator coming to investigate would alert Xue Tong, so she abandoned the underground spring, which was not particularly rare.
"Why hide in Tibet? The Tuoluo Territory is so big. Except for the important big cities, the control is weak. If a foreign ghost king comes to the small Dou Village, there is no big fuss."
"Even if the news reaches the state capital, I don't know how long it will take." Xue Tong said.
He built a camp, summoned evil spirits every day, and practiced the Nightmare Bone True Demon Art.
After April passed like this, the water in the Underworld Spring dried up, ending the annual eruption.
Xue Tonggang's Qi strengthened, he refined a few sentences of Bone Jue, and stood in front of the twelfth level of Nightmare Bone Jue.
He was planning to leave in a few days when the Jiawan police officer suddenly arrived.
"The city lord invites you to attend the New Year's Eve banquet. Please give me some thin noodles." The ghost messenger said with a smile.
"oh"
Xue Tong left the hole at the beginning just to find an opportunity to get close to the city lord and find out the news.
He handed the spring pool at Doushan camp back to the villagers and said, "I've given it to you. The concentration of yin energy is less during the dry season, and only 10% of the water is left, but it's enough for you to take a bath and keep fit."
Then drive into the city.
The New Year is approaching, and Jiawan City is very lively.
Lanterns are hung in every house. Ghosts don't like bright lights, so the green lights add a gloomy atmosphere.
In the early days of Guihou, the city lord, he invited Xue Tong and Fan Ruhua to a banquet to bring honor to himself and Jiawan City.
In the small town of Jiawan, it has only been a few years since a ghost-level monk came to visit.
The New Year's Eve banquet is scheduled for the next day.
Xue Tong and Fan Ruhua moved into a courtyard near the government office.
"It's late today. The Lord of the City will come back to visit the Lord early tomorrow morning." The ghost messenger said his goodbyes.
"The city lord doesn't know how to cause trouble, right? There's no telling what might have happened during the four months of Mingquan's training." Fan Ruhua said worriedly.
"If the troublemakers treat me as Yang Shijie, the city lord will not dare to play tricks. He can beat Duan Henian."
"If you don't think of me as Yang Shijie, the city lord doesn't need to cause trouble, just treat the guests well."
Xue Tong's explanation was clear and concise.
The city lord visited the next day and said many kind words. Xue Tong asked about recent major events.
The city lord replied that the Tuoluo region was relatively peaceful, and Lizhou allocated 20% of its territory to Yizhou as compensation for the relocation.
The new governor of Lizhou is a close friend of the domain leader Chang Kui.
As for human race Yang Shijie, there is no new news.
…
There were forty dinner tables, and nearly all the prominent people in Jiawan City were present. Xue Tong was at the main table, barely coping with the lively scene, and eager to end it early.
Fan Ruhua did not attend the feast. It was not a temporary decision, but a decision that had been made long ago.
The ghost tribe eats flesh and blood, Fan Ruhua cannot come!
He excused himself from practicing Qi Cha and could not come at short notice. He was also worried that if he told me too early, he would be plotted by the city lord.
Xue Tong drinks wine and eats meat. He once had the experience of eating raw animal meat to replenish evil spirits. The several kinds of innate high-level animal meat at the banquet can be eaten casually without frowning.
The banquet was so lively!
"Boom!"
There was a sudden loud noise and a violent explosion occurred in the city!
All the window paper in the banquet hall was shattered, and the green lights flickered rapidly.
Xue Tong was the first to jump out.
Fires broke out in many places in Jiawan City.
Dozens of black shadows quickly approached the guest courtyard.
A different ghost clan!
The face is darker, the eyes are redder, and the breath is darker!
The bloody light flashed away, and a Jiawan ghost clan member was dead.
"Red Eyes Clan!"
The Lord of Jiawan City shouted and fled quickly.
Seeing that the red-eyed ghost cultivators in the middle stage of Xiantian were about to encircle him, the Lord of Jiawan City had no choice but to escape.
The red-eyed ghost tribe did not pursue him, but avoided Xue Tong and killed the New Year guests when they met.
Fan Ruhua flew over and met Xue Tong.
"The fight between different branches of the ghost world, let's go!"
Before Xue Tong left the city, he captured two innate-level red-eyed ghosts alive.
…
After some torture, I got a rough idea.
The red-eyed ghost belongs to the evil ghost branch, is not a powerful force in the Toluo domain, and has limited space for movement.
The red-eyed ghost cultivator revealed extremely important news: there was a powerful ghost in the red eyes, and this dispatch was by no means a hasty move.
"The Toluo Territory will become a red-eyed world!"
The red-eyed evil ghost laughed wildly, without caring about the identity of the prisoner, "Let me go. Only then will you have a foothold when the Tuoluo Territory is overthrown in the future."
"Why did Hong Jing attack Jiawan?"
"Taking advantage of the lack of defense during the New Year, Hongjing's small group tried to cause chaos in the two cities at the same time."
"Du Lao must also be a sea of fire at this moment!"
"The red eyes will eventually become a small branch and will never become a thing!"
"Taoist Master, don't you understand? The ghost world is divided into different layers. The Tuoluo and Minuluo regions are closest to the human race. The appearance, body shape, and voice of the ghosts in the two regions are all similar to the human race."
"Red eyes, green eyes, and spiny tongue are connected to the three major branches of the next layer, and some of them exist in the two regions of Tuoluo and Minluo."
"The great cultivator of our clan is born out of nowhere, and sooner or later the gap between the layers will be torn open. The red eyes will be replenished continuously. The strength is so strong that it can account for at least half of the Tuoluo Territory."
The red-eyed ghost said proudly.
"A Ghost Lord was born out of nowhere," Xue Tong said in shock.
"Hehe, exactly!"
"Master Ghost Lord hid in a secret place in the territory, endured the humiliation and endured the heavy burden, and finally achieved today's great achievements!"
"How many levels in the ghost world"
Xue Tong asked. He had heard about the Eighteen Levels of Underworld when he was young, and he had read the scriptures as an adult. However, because the ghost world was too mysterious, there were many conflicts in the records and there was no unified conclusion.
"The details are nowhere to be found. I only know about the third floor." The red-eyed ghost said.
"I have said so much, please spare your life!"
Xue Tong took off the red-eyed ghost identity tag.
Hong Jing didn't expect that Xue Tong would really let him go, so she stood in a daze. When Xue Tong glared, she realized what she was doing and ran away in a hurry.
…
"The ghost tribe is in chaos. The alarm on the Valley Road has been lifted. We have no worries for a short time. Let's go to the north as soon as possible. When the Eagle and White Tiger upgrade, we will return to the human world as soon as possible." Xue Tong said.
He and Fan Ruhua took a ferry and headed north. The journey of more than 100,000 miles took half a month and two million spiritual stones.
Beneath the vast snowfield, thousands of feet of ice peaks stand tall.
"Northwest of Snow State, the coldest place in the Toluo Region!"
People who practice are usually not afraid of severe cold, especially if they practice until the day after tomorrow, they can endure even if a drop of water turns into ice.
However, the cold in the northwest of Selangor cannot be described as dripping water turning into ice. Ordinary stone and iron bars can be broken like brittle tiles with just a light touch.
Fortunately, Fan Ruhua was at her peak and only felt slightly uncomfortable, while Xue Tong was chatting and laughing as if he was unaware.
"It's cold here. Let's find a place."
Xue Tong fell into the snow and summoned the white tiger.
