After passing through the illusion formation, the luxurious carriage engraved with black dragons advanced along the path for about a hundred meters before stopping.
He slowly stepped out of the carriage and frowned gradually as he looked at the strange sights around him.
Looking down from the sky, the huge black abyss sucks in all the light around it like the mouthparts of a giant beast. The hundreds of ancient trees within a hundred feet of it are all gray and white, with twisted branches and fallen leaves, scattered and scattered. Waves of ominous ghostly energy.
With the spirit soul detecting, Xu Yuan could clearly feel that some unknown change had occurred in the surrounding Yuan Qi.
It is recorded in the classics that if the body has been inhaling this mutated source energy for a long time, it will gradually transform into a corpse.
Xu Yuanzheng was thinking,
suddenly,
"Roar!!"
A deafening roar like an eagle's cry came from the sky.
After the sound, the strange forest with fallen leaves all around was covered with shadows.
Looking toward the sky along the twisted branches of the surrounding trees, I could see dozens of giant birds and monsters with wingspans exceeding tens of feet flying over the forest at low altitudes.
The wingspan length of each one is longer than Xu Changge's huge Black Eagle mount.
At this moment, the sharp giant claws of these dozens of flying birds and monsters are all holding a giant cloth bag.
The bags were huge, even bigger and heavier than the monsters themselves, and there was faint blood seeping out of some of the bags.
Xu Yuan frowned slightly and murmured in a low voice:
"This is."
"Corpse,
"Don't look at me kid, those bags contain corpses."
The voice of the remnant soul of the saint sounded in the bottom of my heart.
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Hearing this, Xu Yuan's pupils shrank suddenly.
Corpse?
And the next moment,
The words of the saint’s remnant soul became reality.
The huge bird, under the control of the cultivator behind it, methodically dropped the bag between its claws towards the huge abyss.
The formation above the abyss where the bag passed was immediately burned away, revealing countless corpses. However, as soon as these corpses appeared, they were immediately swallowed up by the ink-like black mist below.
The next moment,
After eating countless corpses, the strange black mist suddenly surged. As it rose, it constantly collided with the huge formation lying on top of the abyss. The burning sound resounded through the withered and silent mountain forest around it!
A series of classics related to ghost mist appeared in Xu Yuan's mind.
The corpse nourishes the yin, and a strange fog will form if it is not used for a long time. The sun cannot enter, and the fingers of the hand cannot be seen. Within it, the cries of ghosts and wolves are heard, and no mortal can come out. Those who practice Taoism and have shallow practices will find it difficult to return.
His dad is feeding ghosts with corpses!
"Ha" the saint's remnant soul chuckled, and reminded from the bottom of his heart: "Xu boy, someone is coming."
The words fell,
A rickety old man with a haggard face and as thin as a living corpse suddenly appeared in this strange dry forest.
And almost at the same time,
A cold light flashed through the silent dry forest.
A black sword with a gloomy cold air appeared between the old man's neck.
Ran Qingmo held the hilt of the sword and stared at the old man who suddenly approached with cold eyes.
Xu Yuan stared at the scene in front of him, his eyes slightly condensed.
"He's a great master, a bit weird."
Before Xu Yuan could ask the question, the old man who carried him had already given the answer.
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The air was silent.
The withered and ugly old man glanced at Xu Yuan with his lifeless eyes, then at Ran Qingmo who was holding the sword, and his lips suddenly split into a weird smile.
"Hehehe"
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The old man's laughter was like barking on a tree, and Xu Yuan inexplicably thought of the "Jie Jie" weird laugh.
His expression remained unchanged, Xu Yuan slightly cupped his hands towards the old man:
"Old sir, who are you?"
With the sword blade in his throat, the old man's voice could not be heard to sound frightened. It was still as rough and hoarse as the bark of an old tree:
"Old sir, I don't dare to take it. This old slave has been ordered by the Prime Minister to guard this ghost mist. Third Young Master can just call me old slave, ghost old man."
Saying,
The haggard old man paused and grinned again:
"Third Young Master, could you ask the Third Young Madam to take the sword away?"
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Looking at that weird smile, Xu Yuan glanced sideways at Ran Qingmo.
Ran Qingmo also glanced at Xu Yuan and silently put away his sword.
Xu Yuan cupped his fists and apologized for Ran Qingmo, but still chose to call him Mr.:
"Old sir, I just offended you. Qing Mo also wanted to protect my safety."
After taking away the sword blade, the haggard old man shook his head and made a trembling bow:
"The old slave knows that he looks ugly. It is the old slave who has stained the eyes of the third young lady."
Saying,
The withered old man slowly turned around and walked ahead to lead the way:
"Third Young Master, please come with me. The eldest Young Master has already explained the specific matters before. The carriage will be left here and someone will handle it."
The tree-lined path composed of gray and twisted ancient trees was about a hundred meters away. Xu Yuan and Ran Qingmo followed the old man quietly.
It was quiet all the way through.
suddenly,
The voice of the saint's remnant soul sounded in Xu Yuan's heart:
"This man is loyal to your father. He has been guarding the ghost mist for at least thirty years. The ghost energy has entered his body. He is half human and half ghost. He is tortured all the time. It is estimated that he will not live for a few more years."
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Xu Yuan looked at the haggard back of the man leading the way and said nothing.
The moment he saw the old man's appearance, his soul could already feel the strange aura permeating the other man's body.
This aura has almost the same origin as the source energy of the surrounding changes.
Ghostly.
This state has been recorded in some classics.
The mood is slightly complicated.
Walking out of the woods in silence, the dozens of giant birds hovering in the sky were still feeding various corpses into the black abyss in an orderly manner.
There are humans, monsters, and barbarians.
When Xu Yuan followed the old man out of the woods and came to the open space around the huge black abyss, a huge cloth bag was dropped from the sky by a giant bird.
As the formation burned the huge cloth bag, Xu Yuan subconsciously stopped after catching a glimpse of the things inside.
That is
Living person? !
The crowd fell into the black mist. Most of these living people were martial arts disciples. Xu Yuan even saw a few cultivators during this period.
They desperately wanted to escape outside the formation, but they had nowhere to rely on in the air and could only watch as they fell into the strange black mist.
Screams, curses, and cries joined together, and were quickly swallowed up by the black mist.
And then came the second, third, and fourth
The old man in front seemed to notice something strange about Xu Yuan, and slowly looked back:
"Third Young Master, your kindness should not be reserved for these people."
"." Xu Yuan raised his eyes intently.
Saying,
The withered old man glanced at the crowd over there who were screaming and trying to escape, and a strange and sinister smile appeared on his lips:
"These people are all death row prisoners sent from prisons in counties and counties around Jingjiang Prefecture. Most of them are strong men who kill people and steal goods. They will die without mercy.
"and,
"These people are full of evil spirits and are the most suitable to cultivate evil ghosts, hehehehehehehehahahahahaha."
At the end of his words, the haggard old man seemed to be out of control, and suddenly let out a low and maniacal chuckle.
The cold wind swept through the treetops, making them rustle.
The pale sunlight shone on the old man's withered face, accompanied by the unpleasant laughter, and the surroundings were strange.
Xu Yuan looked at the old man in front of him silently.
[Ghost energy enters the brain, and sometimes one feels crazy]
After about ten breaths of laughter, the haggard old man's laughter suddenly stopped.
The sinister smile on his lips was still there, but his expression suddenly solidified.
Gradually, the smile of the withered old man gradually faded, his eyes lowered and he was silent for a few breaths, and tremblingly clasped his fist towards Xu Yuan:
"Old...old slave has transgressed. Third Young Master must atone for his sins."
"It doesn't matter." Xu Yuan shook his head gently.
The withered old man's white lips moved, but he said no more. The look in his eyes dimmed a bit, and he continued to silently lead the way for Xu Yuan, hunched over.
The black abyss is surrounded by bare black land for hundreds of meters, and there are no man-made structures at a glance.
But soon a dark downward tunnel appeared in front of Xu Yuan's eyes.
The haggard old man seemed to need to stabilize his emotions and walked straight down without saying a word.
Walking into the corridor with Ran Qingmo, Xu Yuan discovered that there were no lamps engraved with bright patterns on both sides of the corridor, but the oldest firelight was used for lighting.
As the firelight flickered, Xu Yuan suddenly noticed that the shadows of the three people were flickering.
After staring for a long time, Xu Yuan asked in his heart:
"Mr. Luo"
The remnant soul of the saint explained nonchalantly:
“The characteristics of ghost mist.
"Many things in the ghost mist are different from the outside world. If it were not for the restriction of the formation, this place would have been swallowed up by the ghost mist. It is located on the edge of the ghost mist. You can understand it as the "junction of yin and yang". Of course, this is just an adjective, but it is generally not the same. How much difference?"
Xu Yuan understood clearly when he heard this. He had read many classics about ghost fog these days.
The classics are all very secretive about the ghost mist, and the descriptions are extremely terrifying.
It corrodes all things, spreads infinitely, is a restricted area for life, and is a man-made and natural disaster. Once born, all life will be devastated.
Now that I have seen it in person, I have some understanding.
There is fire but no shadow, and the rules of common sense are directly changed.
The silence continued downwards, and the corridor spiraled downwards, so deep that it seemed to have no end.
I don’t know how long I’ve been gone,
Ran Qingmo suddenly said beside him:
"About to arrive."
When Xu Yuan heard this, he immediately became vigilant. He felt that he would see something extraordinary next.
After walking for about ten breaths, the end of the spiraling corridor finally appeared in front of us.
A stone archway hit by a cave is currently being wrapped in a thin layer of white light.
The withered old man remained silent in order to avoid losing control of his emotions. He just looked back at Xu Yuan and then passed through the white light silently.
Xu Yuan stopped in front of the light curtain and glanced at Ran Qingmo.
Ran Qingmo blinked and nodded at Xu Yuan, indicating that there was no danger.
Xu Yuan estimated in his mind that this must be some kind of formation, so he stepped over it.
After crossing the white light film, the scene in front of me suddenly became clear.
This is a huge cave.
The inner wall of the cave was hidden in the darkness and could not be seen to the end at a glance, but there were unknown gems on the ground beneath his feet that shimmered, stretching endlessly to form some kind of complicated array until the end of Xu Yuan's field of vision.
Counting breaths after he steps in,
suddenly,
The complicated array patterns lit up one after another like water flowing into a canal. With a few breaths of energy, the darkness of the entire cave was lit up by the array patterns, revealing the true appearance inside.
On the inner rock wall of the cave are stone rooms arranged neatly one after another. Countless ghost-like ghosts are trapped in them and collide wildly. However, the inner walls of the stone rooms are also engraved with dense and complicated formations, making it impossible for them to escape.
Seeing this Hundred Ghost Cave, Xu Yuan's breathing gradually trembled.
"Boy, have you never seen this?" the saint's remnant soul said with a slightly teasing voice.
Xu Yuan calmed down and shook his head gently.
It is almost common knowledge among ordinary people that monsters can be kept in captivity, but this thing like ghosts...
The saint's remnant soul chuckled when he heard this, and his tone contained a hint of emotion about the changes in the world:
"Haha. That's right. The last time I came out was three thousand years ago. At that time, whenever the ghost mist came out, not only the lives would be destroyed, but also a restricted area. It would be as difficult as climbing to the sky to eradicate it. Your eldest brother told me about this before, and I still have I didn’t believe it, but now I see that this ghost mist can really be raised like a monster, haha, it’s really a flourishing of humanity.”
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Xu Yuan frowned and said nothing.
He suddenly understood why Lou Ji had previously said that an incident here would affect the supply of soul-based elixirs in southwest Great Yan.
The medicinal materials that help the mind and soul not only have harsh environmental requirements, but also have a long growth cycle. With a complete ripening system, the maturity of a batch of medicinal materials can take at least two to three years to more than ten years.
But after tens of millions of years of development, elixirs that help the mind and soul no longer necessarily need to be refined with medicinal materials. Ghosts and monsters can be refined.
The soul power contained in the natural soul body of the demon ghost fully meets the needs of refining medicine. As long as the ferocious energy contained in it is refined using special techniques during the refining process, the soul pill can be made!
Hunting monsters and ghosts is not just a day or two anymore.
But if we talk about captivity.
Thinking of this, Xu Yuan exhaled a long breath.
The technology tree of this world does not remain unchanged for thousands of years. Under the centralization of the imperial dynasty, many things are rapidly evolving.
Just like the advancement of human technology in raising monsters, it's just that this time the humans started to raise more terrifying ghosts.
But then I think about it,
Fierce beasts like monsters can be raised and tamed, so why can't ghost spirits be kept in captivity?
However, the technology for keeping monsters in captivity is probably not perfect yet.
Otherwise, the relevant classics would not have been so tightly covered by the major forces that he, the Third Young Master, would not even know the details.
After thinking about it, Xu Yuan turned his eyes and asked in a low voice to Ran Qingmo beside him:
"Ran Qingmo, does your Tianyuan Sword Sect have this?"
Ran Qingmo looked back, slightly hesitant, but finally nodded:
"Yes, my master took me there before, but it was not as big as this one."
"Ah"
Hearing this, the saint's remnant soul chuckled in Xu Yuan's heart and whispered: "How can the latecomers compete with the first-changers?"
Xu Yuan's eyes narrowed, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and he asked in his heart;
"Mr. Luo, what does the first change mean?"
The remnant soul of the saint was silent for a moment, with a hint of appreciation in his words, and said with a low smile:
"This formation that blocks the ghost mist was created by the "Gewuyuan" in your Prime Minister's Mansion. There are hundreds of millions of living beings, and there is really no shortage of amazing and talented people. This formation is the first of its kind."
Gewuyuan.
Xu Yuan silently recorded this name in his heart, and he must go shopping when he has time.
The previous "Tianxun Crystal" and the current formation of isolating ghost mist are almost all creations that can subvert a lifetime.
After thinking for a moment, Xu Yuan suddenly asked:
"Mr. Luo, why do you know this?"
The saint's remnant soul took it for granted: "When your eldest brother said earlier that he would use the demon soul body to help me recover my soul power, I asked about it casually, and he answered."
After saying that, the saint's remnant soul paused and said with a meaningful smile:
"Your eldest brother is the best in the world, and there are such amazing and talented people in the Gewuyuan. I am really curious about your father, Mr. Xu."
Xu Yuan didn't know whether it was okay or not, and replied with a smile in his heart:
"When I return to Beijing, Mr. Luo will naturally see my father. As for now, I'd better follow the ghost old man to help Mr. Luo recover his soul power."
Two in one, there will be another chapter later
(End of chapter)
