"General Wei, don't refuse in a hurry."
He Pingan said seductively: "Think about it, this Heroic Soul Valley is now being targeted by Beimang. Although it was resolved by us this time, what about next time?"
"Even if you are powerful, what about the soldiers under your command?"
One sentence immediately put Wei Jinghuan into a dilemma. The three crazy Taoists were right. Since Beimang was eyeing the Heroic Soul Valley, it was no longer safe here.
I can't always count on He Pingan's help. What if Beimang uses another trick to capture the souls of the Heroic Soul Valley next time?
"But, we have been here for fifteen hundred years, and we are used to everything here..."
At this moment, Wei Jinghuan finally expressed his true thoughts.
"This is simple."
Seeing him relent, He Pingan said with a hint of joy on his face: "I will take General Wei to a place, and you will definitely like it."
In fact, he could directly introduce Wei Jinghuan into the world of human books, but out of respect for Wei Jinghuan, He Pingan did not do so.
When Wei Jinghuan nodded in agreement, He Ping'an took a gray scroll in his hand and brought him into the world of human books.
Before coming here, he had already seen the situation in the Valley of Heroes in Yi Dan Pavilion.
So I made a special detour to Xuanyang to get the book of humanity and the magic blood-transforming sword from the main body, just in case of emergencies.
It comes in handy at this time!
"What a strong Yin Qi..."
As soon as he entered the world of human books, Wei Jinghuan's ghost body immediately sensed the endless thick yin energy around him that filled the entire world.
The two of them were floating above the world of human books. Wei Jinghuan looked around and saw a stone monument standing high in the sky. He asked, "Where is this?"
I am extremely curious, why is there such a strong Yin Qi here?
What is that stone tablet?
"General Wei, you can take a look around. Are you satisfied with this place?"
He Pingan did not answer, his face full of mysterious smile.
When Wei Jinghuan heard what he said, his body moved and landed on the place where the Yin Qi he had just sensed was the strongest.
"Is this the water of the underworld?"
Wei Jinghuan's voice sounded surprised, as if he had seen something unbelievable.
He was currently at a small circular pool five feet long and wide under the Merit Monument. The small pool was filled with a black and translucent liquid like ink, which was full of Yin energy and death energy.
The background of this Netherworld Water is not small. It also has a thunderous name, called Weak Water.
There are three thousand weak water, but only one scoop is taken, and this is what it is said to be.
And this weak water, for ghost cultivators, is equivalent to pure Yang spiritual objects for Tao cultivators, they are both supreme spiritual objects.
"It's the water of the netherworld."
He Pingan's soul condensed into the appearance of three crazy Taoists, floating beside Wei Jinghuan.
These netherworld waters will gradually increase as He Pingan's cultivation improves and as time changes.
He Ping'an made a special trip to open a small pool under the Merit Monument and set up a ban to reward those with the highest points in the Merit Monument in the future.
"Senior San Feng, look at these soldiers. They are rummaging through their boxes and cabinets as soon as they come in. If I hadn't tried my best to control them, they would have even destroyed my hometown!"
At this moment, a Taoist priest with a celestial spirit appeared in front of the two of them with an anxious look on his face.
It is Tao Zhenren!
Tao Zhenren blew his beard and stared, looking like a resentful woman.
He originally wanted to suppress it, but he was worried that He Pingan had other intentions, so he could only activate the formation to protect the house he occupied. When he saw He Pingan coming in with Wei Jinghuan, he quickly came over to complain.
The two of them looked around and saw that the originally empty city was filled with people everywhere, all of them soldiers under Wei Jingheng.
These ghost soldiers and ghost generals have been trapped in the Valley of Heroes for fifteen hundred years, and suddenly came to a brand new world. It would be a lie to say they were not curious.
Especially the house occupied by Tao Zhenren was the main target of the ghost soldiers.
Because they were received into this world of human books and met only one living being, Master Tao, they subconsciously thought that Master Tao was He Ping'an's helper.
Especially on Master Tao's cave, there are three big characters written with flying dragons and phoenixes: City Lord's Mansion!
If you don't hit him, who will?
Defeating Tao Zhenren and occupying the city lord's palace is to help General Wei.
"Hey...hey!"
At this moment, in front of Tao Zhenren's city lord's palace, many ghost soldiers shouted neat slogans, and under the leadership of several young generals, they continued to attack the city lord's palace.
If Tao Zhenren hadn't been so powerful and had arranged a formation in the city lord's mansion early, he would have been able to defeat his hometown by these thousands of ghost soldiers.
"Brothers, charge forward!"
"This broken formation won't last long!"
A ghost general wielded a long sword and took the lead, attacking the city lord's mansion over and over again.
Tao Zhenren left the city lord's palace, and the formation was without his control. Under the impact of nearly ten thousand ghost soldiers, the formation's light kept flickering, and it was about to be broken.
"Haha, who is this?"
Wei Jingheng looked embarrassed and looked at the irritable Tao Zhenren beside him, but he was a little surprised. He didn't expect that there was a monk of the same level in this world.
However, his cultivation seemed unstable, and he seemed to have just reached the level of a first-grade ghost cultivator.
"I forgot to introduce you two."
He Ping'an quickly gave a rough introduction to their identities.
"Haha, it turns out to be Tao Zhenren, whom I have admired for a long time."
When Wei Jinghuan heard this, he sent a message to a group of ghost soldiers near the city lord's palace. Many ghost soldiers immediately ordered their troops to retreat and lined up neatly on the broad street of the city, waiting for his next order.
The City Lord's Mansion, which was bustling just now, suddenly became extremely cold.
"Are you the Changshenghou Weihou?"
When Tao Zhenren heard that the person in front of him was Wei Jinghuan, he was suddenly shocked, and then his eyes lit up, as if he had met the person he admired most.
He Ping'an shouldn't be too familiar with this look. In his previous life, those fans of girls and boys had exactly the same look when they saw the stars they admired.
Wei Jinghuan's body was hairy with the longing look in Tao Zhenren's eyes. Could it be that this first-grade ghost cultivator in front of him had some kind of hobby?
After hesitating for a long time, Wei Jinghuan still said with a heavy tone: "Exactly... I'm here."
"Master Wei, General Wei, I have grown up listening to your stories since I was a child."
"Seven in and seven out, a cunning rabbit has three burrows..."
At this time, Tao Zhenren looked like a star-chasing little boy.
When Wei Jinghuan heard this, he felt relieved. As long as he didn't have that kind of hobby, everything would be easy.
When I look at Tao Zhenren's eyes again, there is less of a creepy feeling, but more of a sense of pleasure.
Actually, this place is not bad either...
"Senior San Kuang, Mr. Wei Hou, what are you doing standing here? Follow me to the room and sit down."
Tao Zhenren was overjoyed to see the living Wei Jinghuan, and quickly led the two of them to the city lord's palace.
He Ping'an secretly cursed in his heart. Since Tao Zhenren entered the world of human books, he has entered several times and has never seen him be so enthusiastic.
This guy actually favors one over the other.
...
In the City Lord's Mansion, things were completely different at this time.
The mansion is decorated with carved dragons and phoenixes, and is magnificent. There are seven entrances and seven exits in the mansion, which is luxurious and elegant.
The city lord's palace is built here. It is obviously built according to the quality of Tao Zhenren's palace.
If it weren't for He Ping'an's restrictions in the world of human books, other than him, others could only make small-scale changes. I'm afraid Tao Zhenren would turn the entire city into a palace.
He Pingan is like a real estate developer, responsible for building the house, and the people who live in it are the owners, responsible for decorating the house themselves.
The three of them sat at a large round table surrounded by ten people. Tao Zhenren clapped his hands, and immediately two maids came in carrying various pastries, delicacies, and tea.
"This is?"
He Ping'an asked in surprise, he didn't have time to create these things in this book world, so how did this maid and the items come from?
