The sound of footsteps suddenly sounded, resounding in the quiet mourning hall. The young man's figure suddenly shook. For anyone, the sound of footsteps in this quiet and uninhabited place is a frightening thing. After all, this is a land of the netherworld with countless ghosts.
But the young man didn't. He just picked up the yellow paper in front of him and threw it into the copper basin.
The fireworks in the copper basin had long since dimmed along with the paper ashes, but as new paper money was thrown in and the fire was ignited again, the flames instantly revived. Just one breath swallowed up those papers.
The fireworks were blazing, rising several feet into the air. It looked at the young man's face hidden under the veil. It was a face with sickly white skin. Even the heat emitted by the fire cannot penetrate the skin, causing it to become slightly flushed.
The shadow behind him followed step by step, causing the shadow to cover all the spiritual tablets.
The shadow came to the front of the altar table, reached for three sticks of fine incense, placed them on the remaining candles aside and lit them. He bowed respectfully to the altar, then stepped forward and inserted the incense sticks into the incense burner.
The young man waited patiently for the figure behind him to finish all this. When the black shadow turned around, the cool breeze in the room stung, and the ground was covered with ice. What caught his eye was a tall figure.
It's just a shadow, a shadow. No facial features, just a shadow.
What appeared was a shadow, obviously not a living person. But the young man's face remained expressionless. I don't know if this face was frozen by the cold wind.
This tall shadow has no eyes, but it has sight. It has been falling on the young man's body, waiting patiently for the young man to speak.
The young man raised his head, and the shadow was clearly reflected in his bloodshot eyes. The face in the shadow seemed to be twisted together, and it was very scary. But he remained very calm.
After a long time. The young man said calmly and politely: "Thank you, Ghost Chief."
The shadow nodded and said: "Your mother and I have known each other for a while. Although this incense stick is a little late, it is always with my heart."
The young man was still kneeling and looking at the coffin. He said calmly: "The ghost has a good intention. If my mother's spirit knows, she will definitely be pleased."
"Your mother was sacrificed to the ghosts and immortals by your clan. Her soul has been devoured, so where does the spirit come from?" Two balls of ghostly fire suddenly appeared on the black shadow's face, staring at the young man.
The fire was raging, causing the surrounding air to condense, and ice and snow covered the ground. It was obvious that there was great anger in his heart.
The young man raised his eyes slightly, as if he didn't expect this shadow to be so angry.
All he knew was that the ghost leader had a close relationship with his biological mother. But judging from the performance of this shadow, it's more than that.
The young man thought for a long time, and after a moment, he said calmly: "Mother, this is for the sake of the family. I am willing to sacrifice to the ghosts and immortals."
"Haha." The shadow laughed and said: "Even ghosts and gods will covet your extremely cold body. What qualifications do mere ghosts and immortals have to devour your mother? If you sacrifice your mother to the ghosts and gods, you will be protected by them. In a land thousands of miles away, what ghost dares to invade your Zhouzhuang?"
In the dark sky, living people are sacrificed to ghosts to find shelter. A powerful family often has a powerful ghost behind it.
The young man took a deep breath and closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were full of sparkle. There was an extremely fierce killing intent in the icy air.
"To spoil my concubine and destroy my wife, my mother, as the mistress of Zhouzhuang, was plotted against me. A mere ghost fairy did not need my mother to sacrifice, but she chose my mother. This ghost fairy was sought by the Li family. My mother They were the ones who told the ghost fairy about his extremely cold body. Otherwise, how could my mother die?"
A sneer came from the shadows and said: "My child, you are your mother's bloodline, and you are also an extremely cold body. It's just that you have been suppressed by you all these years, so you haven't awakened. Otherwise, you must be thousands of Yin soldiers. , ghosts will pave the way, ghost kings will call to guide them, ghosts and immortals will lead the way, and ghosts and gods will guide them."
The young man's face sank, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "So what? Do you still have to become a ghost to eat from the mouth?"
The shadow shook his head and said: "You haven't entered the ghost gate, so you don't know. This extremely cold body is the strongest physique in the ghost realm. If you master the ghost realm, your strength may not be inferior to that of ghosts and gods in the future. Then you can surrender to a ghost and god. , Who is your rival in the whole world?”
"Your mother was the person I took a fancy to and wanted to accept her as my disciple. However, she couldn't let go of your ruthless father and didn't want to leave me. If not for this, she wouldn't have ended up like this. "
"Become a true ghost cultivator and learn the authentic ways of ghosts, so that you can truly conspire with ghosts and be on an equal footing with ghosts. You don't have to become food in the mouths of ghosts."
"Leave with me and teach you the authentic ghost skills. You can avenge the blood sea and kill the ghost immortal!"
The young man picked up a few pieces of paper money again and threw them into the copper basin, letting the fire burn even brighter. When the fire splashed around and touched his hands, he did not feel any burning sensation, although the cold hair on his hands was already scorched.
"If you directly help me kill the Li family and kill the ghost immortal, I will leave with you."
Heiying was startled when he heard the words, shook his head and said: "Li Shi can do it, but with my current strength, I can't kill the ghost immortal at all."
The young man smiled, picked up a few pieces of money paper again, threw them into the copper basin, clapped his hands and stood up.
The young man was very tall, but he was still a head lower than the black figure in front of him. I can only look up and stare.
"You can't kill the ghost fairy, so how can you help me cultivate a being as powerful as a ghost god? And my mother is not reluctant to leave my father. I'm afraid it's because of me that she doesn't agree to divorce you. go."
"Because leaving you requires a price, which is to sacrifice me to the ghosts and gods, make a contract with the ghosts and gods, and let the ghosts and gods protect you."
The shadow was startled again, then laughed. Said: "You guessed it right, the price is you. Your mother is a loving mother and is reluctant to sacrifice you to ghosts and gods. But you have no choice now."
The young man shook his head and said, "What if I say I don't want to?"
"I will make your Extreme Yin Cold Body awaken at this moment." Black Shadow smiled faintly and said: "Extreme Yin Cold Body can be sacrificed to ghosts and gods to achieve an equal contract. People with Extreme Yin Cold Body must voluntarily Use the blood in your heart to draw a talisman to summon you, and then sacrifice someone with the same extremely cold body, or sacrifice yourself to ghosts and gods. Back then, your mother's heart blood was grafted into your body. And you were still an infant. I had other important things to do, so I gave it up. But I didn’t expect that when I came back this time, your mother would be sacrificed to ghosts and immortals.”
"If I summon ghosts and gods, I am afraid that you will occupy the magpie's nest, and I will die in the end? How can I become the god of humans and ghosts? If you awaken my extremely cold body at this moment, the worst is that we will be destroyed."
The black shadow shook his head again and said: "You will not die, I will wait for your blood to be born. Your mother has a very cold body, and so does your grandmother. In your generation, you will be the same. Therefore, your descendants will also have many problems. The high probability is that he has an extremely cold body."
"You only have this way, and bloodline doesn't matter. If you are blessed by ghosts and gods, what woman in the world would you not want? As long as you think about it, all the women in the world can bear children for you. I will give you three days to think about this. In three days, I will help you kill the Li family. If you want, you can even wipe out Zhouzhuang."
As soon as he finished speaking, the black shadow disappeared into the house. The fluttering ice in the house also dissipated as the black shadow left. The young man was left alone, looking at the spiritual tablet in front of him. Only the last inch of the incense on the three black shadows was left.
"The extreme shadow cold body is originally the strongest body in Netherworld. In today's world, it is necessary to hide it. Once it is revealed, whether it is a person or a ghost, they will all come out. It is not for the purpose of sacrificing ghosts and gods. It means being swallowed by a ghost. This will lead to death."
The young man stood motionless in front of the spiritual throne until a long time passed. Then he let out a long sigh and said: "Mother, you stayed in Zhouzhuang for me, and ended up being sacrificed. They say that a woman's benevolence can never become a great thing. I am not a woman, so I won't be like this. Ren. In order to survive and become stronger, this is the only way I can go."
"You shouldn't blame me, you won't blame me."
When the four people from Chu and Cheng arrived at the manor, they saw darkness all around with no lights at all. Only the stone sculptures of lions guarding the gate can be vaguely seen on both sides of the gate.
Taoist Wuya looked up at the white silk in front of the door and saw the two words "Zhouzhuang" engraved on the plaque. He frowned and said: "This villa is eerie. Is it not a ghost village? The white silk hanging on it is obvious. It’s just a waste of time.”
"Fellow Taoist Wuya. This is a place where death is indifferent. Even the ghost village is still a lonely ghost and can only deal with mortals. We are all second-step experts, even ghosts and immortals will come to die one by one. , why worry? It would be better if it is a ghost village. We are just looking for a temporary place to stay so that you can retreat in peace and enter death as soon as possible." Zhang Mobai glanced at the white silk hanging on the door, shook his head and spoke.
"In Zhongzhou Continent, you and I relied on Brother Chu, but now that we have stepped out and our cultivation has recovered, your cultivation is the highest. In Netherworld, we can only rely on you from now on."
"That's true, ghosts and immortals are comparable to the second step. But I can be said to be the first person among ghosts and gods. Even if ghosts and gods come, I may not be unable to fight. Because I am Wuya Taoist!" Wuya Taoist! I think what Zhang Mobai said makes sense.
In the Central Continent for hundreds of years, those tragic experiences have already worn away Taoist Wuya's former temperament, and now he is more cautious. So I started to feel a little timid about doing things.
"This is not a ghost village, it is a residence for living people." Chu Cheng spoke.
He is a body of vitality. Although the demonic clone occupies the main body at the moment, the organic body is still hidden in the body, and he can feel the meaning of vitality more clearly than Wuya Dao Zun and others.
Where there are dead people there is death, and where there are living people there is life.
He walked to the door and knocked hard. Shouted: "Is anyone there?"
Something seemed to knock over inside the door, followed by the sound of panicked footsteps.
"Sure enough, there is someone." Zhang Mobai raised his eyebrows when he heard the noise.
It's just that after a long time, no one opened the door.
Chu Cheng frowned and knocked lightly instead of hard. Every time he knocked, the door shook violently.
If he didn't want to offend the owner of this place, Chu Cheng would have smashed the door with one palm and entered directly.
There are protective formations around the courtyard to ward off ghosts. But it has no effect on Chu Cheng, the master of the talisman formation. Even if he attacks with force, he can break it.
In the Netherworld, there are five levels of ghosts: ghost soldiers, ghost warriors, ghost generals, ghost commanders, and ghost kings. Each grade is divided into two levels: upper and lower. For example, the lower level ghost soldiers correspond to gathering energy, and the upper level corresponds to building foundations. The strength of the Ghost King extends from crossing the tribulation to the three mansions and three realms. Then there are the immortals, ghosts and immortals. Above that are the ghosts and gods.
There is a formation to block the ghost warriors here, which shows that there are monks in this courtyard. But his cultivation level is not high, at most he is in Nascent Soul.
"Is there anyone there? Open the door! We need to borrow a guest room in Guizhuang!" Chu Cheng slapped the door hard again, and the whole door banged, and wood dust billowed up, as if it was about to crack.
This time, everyone behind the door was alarmed. Footsteps sounded again, this time it was no longer one or two, but dozens.
Just as Chu Cheng pushed his hand to knock on the door again, he heard a click and the door finally opened.
But at the next moment, Chu Cheng saw a red light emerging from the gap and quickly retreated to the side.
They retreated in time, just as Chu Cheng stepped to the left, there was a smell of blood rushing towards his face, and amid the roar, he faced a bright light of blood, and he happened to pounce on a dog standing right next to where Chu Cheng was originally standing. On the face of Taoist Wuya behind the ground.
"Is this blood, black dog blood?" Chu Cheng saw clearly the fluid on Wuya Dao Zun's face. If this wasn't blood, what was it? It smells like dog blood.
"Damn it..." Before Taoist Wuya could even react, he was slapped in the face with blood.
He stretched out his hand to wipe his face, and the palm of his hand was immediately stained with blood. He brought it to the tip of his nose and smelled it. It was fishy, smelly, and disgusting.
"What are you doing! There are many ghosts at night. I saw someone here and wanted to stay here for a few days. If you don't want to, just say it directly. Why spray people with black dog blood?" Taoist Wuya shouted angrily. The way.
In the past, if anyone dared to do this to Taoist Wuya, they would have been slapped away long ago. But in the hundreds of years in Zhongzhou, Dao Zun Wuya has been rejected many times. After too many experiences, he got used to it, and his first reaction was to reason with others.
"This..." Those people were stunned for a while and looked at each other.
Chu Cheng saw more than twenty figures standing in front of the door, all of them adult men. Everyone is wearing mourning clothes and holding magic weapons in their hands. However, their cultivation levels are not high, and the top few are only building foundations.
"You think we are ghosts? So you sprayed us with black dog blood?" Zhang Mobai looked at the old man with black dog blood on his face, and he also laughed and tried to hold it back.
"They all have shadows, and their faces are rosy. They should be alive." Someone looked at the four people outside the door carefully and thought for a moment before saying.
"Even the living people are not allowed in. The mistress just sacrificed ghosts yesterday..." Someone said, suddenly thought of something, his face changed slightly, and he changed his words: "The mistress went west yesterday, and the memorial ceremony was being held at home. , Don’t let people of unknown origin enter the village, so as not to bring in anything stolen.”
After hearing this, Taoist Wuya said angrily: "Okay, the old man's face was covered in blood by your dogs, and he still won't let us in? Is there any justice left? Aren't you afraid that the old man will destroy your nursing home with just one finger? A big formation?"
"If you can break it, then come and try. We have seen that there are many among you and others, and they are not as knowledgeable as you. If you don't leave quickly, if you push further, don't blame us for driving you away." Someone. Smiling sarcastically.
Because Chu Cheng and the other three blocked their breath. For them, shielding the aura is as effective as a normal person.
Taoist Wuya chuckled, rolled up his sleeves, and stepped forward to prepare to fight with these people.
Chu Cheng coughed and stretched out his hand to stop Taoist Wuya.
Taoist Wuya stepped into the realm of destruction with half a foot, even if he showed mercy, he left 90% of his strength. These people will also die violently under this palm. How could he be allowed to take action and hurt innocent people?
"Everyone here, is there an owner of this place? If the owner is here, please come forward and talk about it so that we can discuss it."
Someone laughed and said: "How noble is the position of the head of the family? How can you meet him whenever you want? Besides, it is already the time and the head of the house has already rested."
"Interesting, the mistress just passed away yesterday, and the head of the family can still sleep despite the loss of his wife." Chu Cheng smiled softly, with a hint of aura in his eyes.
The appearance of this aura instantly enveloped Zhouzhuang, making those people panic.
"This aura! It's more powerful than the head of the family! This... this..."
Under this coercion, the more than 20 monks staggered and couldn't hold on for a few breaths before they collapsed on the ground. Not only that, the entire Zhouzhuang was shaking violently, crumbling, and seemed to collapse immediately.
There were rapid footsteps not far away, and the person's aura was dozens of times more powerful than those of the more than 20 monks.
After Chu Cheng heard the footsteps, he took back his power and waited quietly for someone to come.
After three breaths, a middle-aged man walked out. This man was dressed in brocade clothes and had a handsome face. If he hadn't had gray hair and some wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, he would have mistakenly thought he was a man in his prime.
But this man's face was extremely pale, as if he were dead. If it weren't for the heavy exhalation and inhalation between the noses, Chu Cheng and others thought this was not a living person.
"Next week, the head of the banker, Zhou Qing! The seniors visited Lin's humble abode, but they didn't know about it and didn't come to greet them immediately. These juniors have offended the seniors, and they hope to atone for their sins!"
Chu Cheng shook his head and smiled, and said: "It doesn't matter! After all, we are the ones who disturbed your Qingning family. We need to stay in your house temporarily. I wonder if Lord Zhou can let us stay for a few days?"
The middle-aged man smiled and said quickly: "Since you are welcome, I will personally lead the way for you."
The four of them stayed in a quadrangle courtyard. At night, Taoist Wuya stopped Chu Cheng and helped Mo Xiaoba to open his spirit. He had Chu Cheng's top-quality elixir, which enabled him to awaken his spirit overnight, and even repaired the book. Sky Realm Ice Technique.
When the night passes, the sun breaks through the darkness, and the darkness in the sky dissipates, making everything clear again.
At noon, Mo Xiaoba's room was covered with a layer of frost. Although the repair was only superficial, it also changed her temperament greatly, and she gathered a layer of Qi overnight.
"Yes, I didn't expect that Xiaoba's qualifications are quite good. Even the old man feels a little chilled by this freezing temperature. At this speed, with the help of elixirs, it won't take three months to gather the fifteenth level of Qi and reach perfection. Yes." Taoist Wuya looked at Mo Xiaoba nodding his head, very satisfied.
That night, Chu Cheng and the others had been practicing the Sky Realm technique with Mo Xiaoba in the house.
At this moment, someone knocked on the door, and someone outside the door said: "Junior, the young master of the Zhouzhuang family, Zhou Dong. On the order of my father, I invite all seniors to have a meal."
"Come in." Taoist Wuya said.
The door opened and a handsome young man in green clothes walked in. After entering the room, he bowed and said again: "Seniors, please, I will take you to the dining hall."
After the young man opened the door, he felt the cool breeze blowing into his bones, but he still bowed first. After bowing, he raised his head and looked at the people in the room. When he saw Mo Xiaoba, who was full of cold air, there was a sudden feeling in his eyes. The light comes on.
