"Ahead is the Ghost Burial Valley. Zhongyuan City is at the junction of the Ghost Burial Valley and the Black Devil Mountain. The Black Devil Mountain is the territory of the devil dragon and is difficult for outsiders to enter."
The wind was howling, and Jiang Yuebai stood on the top of a barren mountain, looking in the direction Lu Nanzhi pointed.
Clouds covered the sky and the sun, and the mountains and the ground seemed to be stained with blood, turning dark red, with bones exposed and crooked and broken tombstones everywhere.
Jiang Yuebai looked up at the sky, then turned back to look in the direction of Jieshi Ridge.
Only separated by a ridge, it's like the two worlds were forcibly put together into one place. The sun shines behind them, the climate is hot, and the spirit is full.
It was cold, dark, and filled with evil energy.
The strong wind roared in the middle, forming a natural barrier.
"Is this the power of the Mahayana Immortal Lord? He can forcibly piece together two different regions."
Jiang Yuebai was very curious about the principle, but she couldn't find the thread at all, so she could only sigh at the miraculous workmanship.
"The demonic energy here is very powerful. Remember to keep the protective energy at all times." Lu Nazhi warned, handing Jiang Yuebai a black mask and a black cloak.
Jiang Yuebai put on his mask and cloak, gathered three layers of body-protecting Qi on his body, and specially set out a spiritual thought to focus on the body-protecting Qi.
Lu Nazhi sacrificed his Ice Soul Sword, released a demonic aura, and pulled Jiang Yuebai with him to rush down the mountain with his sword, speeding past the mountain of tombstones.
Some ghosts in the Ghost Burial Valley were alarmed. As soon as they crawled out from under the tombstones, they were frozen into ice by the sword energy brought by the Ice Soul Sword, and exploded on the spot.
Suddenly, ghosts were crying and howling in the entire Ghost Burial Valley, making people's scalp numb.
The two of them rushed all the way, and it took them three days to reach the outside of Zhongyuan City. If they had not encountered a few ghost generals on the way, they would have arrived in two and a half days.
"Why is there no one in this city?"
Jiang Yuebai and Lu Nazhi walked into the ruined ancient city. The cold wind blew paper money on the ground, white flags fluttered beside the road, and the paper figures were tilted, making it look ghostly.
The shop doesn't look like a shop, but rather like a mourning hall without an owner. There are even coffins lying crookedly on the roadside.
Lu Nazhi glanced at the sky and said, "The You hour has not passed yet, and Zhongyuan City will not open until night falls at Xu hour."
Jiang Yuebai heard some movement, followed the sound, and saw two children in the Qi refining stage dragging a paper man running past from a distance.
"Are there any normal people here?" Jiang Yuebai asked curiously.
Lu Nazhi said, "Yes, but very few. Most of them have Yin-condensing physiques and can only follow the path of ghosts or demons. In addition, the demon cultivators here are very casual. When you are in a good mood, you can chop them with a knife and it will be fine. When you are in a bad mood, looking at him one more time can lead to death."
"Last time, I saw with my own eyes a monk who spoke too loudly and disturbed the demon cultivator who was talking to someone next to him. The demon cultivator turned around and took the monk's head."
Jiang Yuebai grinned and changed directly to voice transmission, "So domineering?"
"Well, he is so domineering and casual. What the demon cultivator in this world wants is to be free and unrestrained. As long as he is powerful, he will not be afraid of being hunted down and rewarded by the righteous monks." Lu Nanzhi also replied through a voice message.
Jiang Yuebai swept away the paper money that flew in front of him and asked again, "Last time, I asked you to help me pay attention to Huangquanhua and Santu River. Is there any news?"
Lu Nanzhi raised his head and tapped with his chin the pavilion in the middle of the street in the distance that looked like a ghost building with two strings of red lanterns hanging at the door.
"When I came here last time, I heard that Spring Boudoir Pavilion would be auctioning a batch of new goods recently, so there might be some."
Just as he was talking, the red lantern at the door of Chun Boudoir suddenly lit up, and then like a chain reaction, all the red and white lanterns in the entire ancient city lit up one after another, fading away from dilapidation and returning to prosperity.
Phew~
Jiang Yuebai narrowed his eyes slightly as the cold wind hit him. He heard the noise of chatting in his ears and saw ripples of water rising in front of the shop that looked like a mourning hall beside the road.
After the water rippled, the tables, chairs and benches covered with spider silk took on a new look. The green-faced ghost cultivator appeared out of thin air, hung up the open sign, and stood at the door to greet the ghost cultivator in the shop opposite.
Two ghost children with almost transparent bodies ran past Jiang Yuebai. One of them
He fell down, his head rolled far away, his head cried loudly, and his headless body got up and stumbled.
The overturned coffins on the side of the road have also been turned into stalls selling gold ingot candles, and phosphorus fire is flying in the air, giving a faint green glow.
What a ghost market and ghost image!
A stream of escaping lights came from all directions outside the city. They were all wearing black robes and masks, and they had the aura of living people. They were monks who came to the ghost market to trade, some were Taoist cultivators and some were demon cultivators.
In the Spring Boudoir Pavilion, the beautiful female ghost Yingying Yanyan floated out without touching the ground, making Jiang Yuebai feel like he was looking at the Qin Tower and Chu Pavilion in the mortal world.
She doesn't like this kind of place!
"It's okay, I'm here."
Lu Nazhi walked to Jiang Yuebai and whispered softly. Jiang Yuebai looked at her, frowned and smiled.
The meaning of practice is to make yourself stronger and no longer fear the things you once feared.
"Let's go."
Going all the way to Spring Boudoir, Jiang Yuebai took a look at the items traded in the ghost market, such as the hair of a century-old dead ghost, the nails of a thousand-year-old zombie, the eyes of a fierce ghost... Most of them were bartered, and it was rare to see incense money. of.
Lu Nanzhi had also inquired before that incense money and items containing incense were very precious to ghost cultivators and were only used to trade valuable items.
"Are you two here to participate in the auction? Please show me the Spring Boudoir Order."
A ghost cultivator, a woman in the early stages of foundation building, stopped at the door. Lu Nanzhi took out the two-sided token that he had replaced last time.
Tokens need to be purchased and registered in advance so that Spring Boudoir will know how many people will come to participate in the auction and prepare corresponding goods based on the number of people and cultivation level.
"Okay, okay, you two, please come in!"
Two female ghosts dressed in cherry pink came forward and led Jiang Yuebai and Lu Nanzhi into the Spring Boudoir Pavilion.
Jiang Yuebai found that not only did the outside look like the Qin Lou Chu Pavilion, but the inside was also exactly the same as the Qin Lou Chu Pavilion.
There is a stage in the center of the hall, with gauze curtains, the sound of drums, and three female ghosts dancing seductively. On both sides of the stage are stairs leading to the second-floor boxes. Only distinguished guests can go up to the second floor.
Lu Nanzhi was so shy that he only bought an ordinary token. Together with Jiang Yuebai, he was taken to the round table in the corner of the first floor. He couldn't even see the stage clearly.
Jiang Yuebai glanced around and whispered seriously, "It's a very nice place. It's very hidden. No one else can see us, and they won't kill us for looking around."
Lu Nazhi was amused and sat down to help Jiang Yuebai pull up the hood of her cloak and cover her white hair underneath.
"You two, this is the list of items for tonight's auction. You can take a look at it in advance. If there are items you want to purchase or sell, you can write them here. After the auction is over, a guarantee can be made in the Spring Boudoir Pavilion to allow you to trade freely. ".
Jiang Yuebai took the post sent by the female ghost and looked through it. After flipping through two pages, his eyes lit up. There were underworld flowers, or three.
Very good, this way you can have three chances to refine it.
Jiang Yuebai scrolled through to the end, but she didn't find Santuchuanshui. She was not very interested in the other ghost items on the list.
"How about writing it down and trying it? Maybe someone else will have it?"
Lu Nazhi pushed the pen and paper in front of Jiang Yuebai.
Jiang Yuebai nodded, wrote "Santu River Water" on the paper, and handed it to the female ghost waiting next to him.
The female ghost smiled after seeing it, "It's a coincidence. There is indeed a bottle of Santuchuan water in the hands of a demon cultivator guest, but he needs a spiritual object that can replenish the soul. This thing is not easy to find. Even if you have it, bring it It’s not cost-effective to replace the Santu River water.”
