Shu Yuehen asked: "Uncertain fog? Since you know the name of this fog, do you know how to get through it?"
Ye Xuan shook his head: "I have been in the ghost town of Fengdu before. I just heard from the old ghost that the upside-down wind and uncertain fog may appear anywhere in the underworld at any time, and ghosts often stray into it. Although there is no risk to life, whenever they encounter The ghosts will be trapped for a long time."
Shu Yuehen thought to himself, why are we so unlucky? Is it because Hades doesn't like them entering the underworld?
She asked Ye Xuan: "Do you mean we can only wait here?"
Ye Xuan said: "This is the only way. In the uncertain fog, the direction is chaotic and will change at any time. If you try hard, you will get lost. As long as we wait patiently, the uncertain fog will dissipate on its own."
Shu Yuehen closed her eyes and concentrated, and her consciousness stretched out in all directions. Her consciousness was fully strengthened after the golden elixir stage, and she could find the enemy's weaknesses in the battle in Dahuang City.
Everything in the world has its own weaknesses, or critical points. As long as you find it, you can cut it with a sword, even if it is a cloud of mist.
The uncertain fog is constantly changing, and the weaknesses that Shu Yuehen's consciousness has found are also constantly changing.
Shu Yuehen stopped thinking about it. The four flying swords on her body, Baiyun, Qinghao, Feixing, and Lingxi, all moved out at the same time, slashing at the perceived weakness one after another.
The four swords came out at the same time, and the weak point of Wudingwu was finally cut off.
As the four swords flew back to Shu Yuehen's sword pouch, Shu Yuehen realized that half of his spiritual power had been drained.
The spiritual energy in the underworld is scarce, and even if you practice meditation, you won't be able to replenish much spiritual power. Shu Yuehen was shocked. He must be extremely cautious next time he draws his sword.
The uncertain fog slowly dissipated, revealing the figures of other people. Ye Xuan returned to the black umbrella again. He knew that Shu Yuehen's companions did not like him.
These elite elite monks from well-known families were very calm in the uncertain fog. When the uncertain fog hit, they did not run around randomly in it.
Mu Hanyun was secretly frustrated. Although his magical power could sense the position of his senior sister, he could feel that even if he knew the position of his senior sister, he could not reach her in the uncertain fog.
If he wants to rush to his senior sister's side as soon as possible when something goes wrong, Mu Hanyun also needs to master the magical powers related to space.
They continued to move forward, and this time everyone was much more careful. The underworld was obviously not a good place.
They came down the hill and found a road. There are many ghosts floating on the road. After seeing these monks, they will turn their heads and look at them. Some ghosts will turn their heads 180 degrees in order to look at them.
Although these monks were not afraid of being surrounded by so many ghosts, they still felt very uncomfortable.
After walking for a while, they saw a group of ghosts playing and playing at the foot of the mountain in the distance, carrying a red sedan chair and moving forward.
The ghosts around seemed to be afraid of them and stayed away from the wedding team.
Upon seeing this, Shu Yuehen quickly said to Black Umbrella: "Ye Xuan, go and see what kind of ghost marriage is going on? What kind of ghost marriage is going on?"
Ye Xuan came out of the black umbrella. Dressed in black, he exuded terrifying power. He drove away the wandering spirits around him indifferently and flew directly to stop the wedding procession.
A hanged man at the front of the wedding line stuck out his long tongue and made an unclear voice: "Who are you? Why are you blocking my way? Are you here to steal the bride?"
Ye Xuan said in a cold voice: "Who is the king of your family? Why didn't you invite me to the wedding?"
The hanged man rolled his eyes and said, "Who are you? Why does my king invite you?"
Ye Xuan said seriously: "I am the Ghost King of Jinmu Town on the other side of the mountain. Your king is disrespecting me by not inviting me. I am very angry."
After saying that, he deliberately exuded a lot of Yin Qi, and the black robe transformed by Yin Qi flew up and down, which was very imposing.
The Hanged Ghost was frightened by the aura he exuded: "My king is the Ghost King of Changshan."
Ye Xuan was extremely shocked: "Changshan? Isn't that the original gate of hell?"
The Hanged Ghost said proudly: "Yes, my king turns out to be the guard of the Hell Gate under the God of Hades."
"Isn't he dead?"
"How can my king die so easily? He is back again and wants to get a wife!"
Ye Xuan looked at the red sedan and asked, "Who is the bride?"
"The bride is a faceless ghost"
Ye Xuan was shocked again: "What? Faceless ghost?"
The hanged man was already impatient: "You can go to Changshan to inquire, but don't block the road again."
Ye Xuan retreated to the roadside, and the wedding procession passed in front of him. When the red sedan passed by him, the ghost bride inside actually opened the sedan window and glanced at him.
The ghost bride wears a red hijab, but since she is a faceless ghost, even if she takes off the red hijab, her face cannot be seen.
Ye Xuan returned to the team to tell everyone the news.
Mu Hanyun burst out laughing: "Hahaha! Faceless Ghost, Changshan Ghost King has a unique taste!"
It's hard for him to laugh so loudly in such an eerie environment.
Han Sheng of the Xianxia Sect breathed a sigh of relief. He finally found the key person in the incident. Since he was the former guard of the Ghost Gate, he must know something.
"Let's go to Changshan!"
Qingjing Sect Li Shan high-fived and said with a smile: "Great, let's go see the Ghost King get married."
Wu Yangwei of Zhenmo Mansion laughed loudly.
A monk watching the moon at Jinding Temple recited "Amitabha" repeatedly
Shuiyuean Gu Qingyu just lowered his head and smiled.
Piaomiao Gong Hua Fenglai is still silent, he doesn't like to talk.
Shu Yuehen said to Mu Hanyun: "Stop laughing! Be serious!"
Mu Hanyun, who is overly cheerful, has led the whole team to a different style.
Ye Xuan did not return to the black umbrella, but walked in front to guide them to Changshan.
Their team of eight people and one ghost is really conspicuous, and they may be discovered by the Ghost King of Changshan before they reach Changshan.
They had no choice but to speed up and rush along the road in the underworld, knocking over many ghosts along the way.
When they were approaching Changshan, a female ghost wearing a red wedding dress suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
She stretched out her hand to stop Ye Xuan: "You can't go to Changshan, you will die."
Ye Xuan was at a loss for a moment, and finally said: "None of your business! Aren't you going to marry the Ghost King of Changshan? Why are you here?"
The female ghost in a red wedding dress wears a red hijab and has a graceful figure. She must have been a beauty in life.
Her voice was pleasant, like the tinkling sound of spring water: "You had an old enmity with the Ghost King of Changshan in your previous life. If he saw you, he would definitely kill you. I don't want to marry her, so I ran away first. You can run away too. !”
Ye Xuan was very confused: "What old enmity from the past life?"
The female ghost in the red wedding dress did not answer his words and turned into a line of blue smoke and floated back. She was obviously a powerful ghost with profound spiritual knowledge.
Shu Yuehen looked at Ye Xuan, wondering in his heart, he was Lin Jingyong in his previous life, how could he have an old enmity with the Ghost King of Changshan?
(End of chapter)
