Since there is no day or night in the underworld, Qin Bai doesn't know how long he has been walking.
During this period, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva came out to cause trouble more than once, and one could feel that the intervals were getting shorter and shorter.
The number of evil ghosts is also far greater than imagined, and their cultivation levels range from hundreds to thousands of years.
Most of them hide themselves in mountains and rivers, and will appear whenever they hear scriptures.
In addition to evil spirits, there are also sporadic monsters transformed into beasts in the forest. Unfortunately, they are not as smart as the little skeletons.
After leaving the forest, the terrain suddenly opened up.
Qin Bai found a hillside and looked from a high place. He saw an endless river dividing the underworld in two.
The river was as dark as ink, and the vegetation nearby was withered. Even the demons subconsciously stayed away.
Not surprisingly, this river is the Nai River in the underworld. As long as there is reincarnation, contact cannot be avoided.
Qin Bai didn't see Naihe Bridge and didn't know how to cross it.
He couldn't help but ask Little Skeleton about Naihe.
The little skull's knowledge is too short-sighted. He only knows that demons are born from the Nai River, and that there are very terrifying evil spirits in the water.
In order to obtain enough information, Qin Bai couldn't help but speed up.
He didn't waste the free time on the road. Qin Bai's soul had grown a lot through the visualization method, and the delay was compressed to less than four breaths.
Although I don’t have a clue about the Zhenyin pattern yet, I have almost understood the Zhenwu pattern.
As long as the time is right, Qin Bai can form the golden elixir of martial arts in one fell swoop. When all five internal organs are formed into a system, his strength will surely be greatly improved.
Led by the little skeleton, they arrived at the foot of a high mountain.
Qin Bai looked towards the top of the mountain and could indeed see scattered houses starting from halfway up, forming two towns inside and outside.
When we arrived at the remote muddy road, we felt the strong smell of demons coming towards us.
Especially the Yin Qi has almost formed its essence.
And strangely enough, among the nearby mountains, this mountain is the only one where not a single tree has grown, only all kinds of strange rocks.
Qin Bai immediately discovered the source of the Yin Qi. There were hundreds of corpses lying scattered somewhere under the mountain. It seemed that they had been thrown from the top, and it was almost becoming a mass grave.
Several bone demons scavenging were searching among them, and from time to time they would pick up a bone to compare with themselves.
As long as the right bones are selected, these bone monsters will replace them.
Qin Bai noticed that their bodies were already showing signs of death, indicating that their souls were already dissipating.
When the Bone Demon saw a few strangers, he immediately chose to stay away for the time being.
The little skull pointed upward. He was eager to set off, giving Qin Bai the illusion of returning home in fine clothes.
To be honest, you have only gone from two or three years of cultivation to thirty years, so there is no need to be so complacent. The nature of a weakling has not changed at all.
The paper man jumped from Qin Bai's shoulder to the little skull's head, then raised his hands above his head and started swinging.
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Immediately, a faint spiritual light drifted out from the mass grave, and she skillfully collected it.
Qin Bai's mouth twitched.
Ever since he gave the entire paper island to the management of paper people, this little guy has become more and more like the master of the devil, and he has also developed a good habit of collecting remnant souls.
The remnant souls are naturally used as materials for refining paper figurines.
The little skeleton stared at the paper man's actions with curiosity. He tried to imitate it but it had no effect.
Qin Bai gestured towards the mountain, and the little skeleton stopped playing around and quickly walked into the mountain road.
It took them more than half an hour to reach halfway up the mountain, and a magnificent city wall appeared in front of them, which was more than ten meters high.
Even the capital city does not have such a scale, which shows that the town of the underworld demon is not simple.
And just like an ordinary city gate, there were two soldiers standing outside.
However, the soldiers all looked like skeletons, wearing rusty armor, and their cultivation level was only about a hundred years old.
There are not many other demons coming in and out. It can be seen from their costumes that they are all civilians. Their cultivation is not as good as that of small skeletons, and some of them even have some Yin Qi.
Qin Bai was also a little surprised that the towns in the underworld looked similar to those in the earth. The demons were not like little skeletons and could talk to each other.
But think about it, these skeleton demons are all transformed after death.
After devouring the soul of his predecessor, he naturally had its memory, so his behavior was normal.
At the same time, it shows that the underworld can suppress the nature of demons, making them more human.
Qin Bai walked over, and the two soldiers looked at him with their eyes.
One of the soldiers said: "You must be ghosts. If you want to enter Bian City, please bring me the money to buy the way."
Seeing this, the little skeleton hurriedly stepped forward, dancing and wanting to explain, but the soldier directly pulled out the saber on his waist.
Clang!
He hid behind Qin Bai silently, and the soldiers came over with ill intentions, holding long swords.
Seeing that Qin Bai had no reaction, just when the two soldiers were about to take action, they heard the other party say.
"Can……"
They put their swords back into their sheaths, and then looked at Qin Bai greedily.
Qin Bai slowly reached into his arms, then took out a black plastic bag weighing several kilograms and handed it over.
The soldier looked confused and reached out to catch it, only to find that it was filled with all kinds of paper money.
He took out a piece of Hades Coin, looked at the exquisite patterns painted on it and the logo of Tiandi Bank, and couldn't help but get furious.
Clang!
"We in Bian City only accept flesh and blood as money, who are you trying to fool with this fake money?"
The two ghosts were ready to take action, drawing their swords. Their eyes were full of desire for flesh and blood, and the nearby civilians couldn't help but look over.
Seeing that the conflict was unavoidable, the paper man was already preparing secretly, grabbing the nipple sword on his back with his little hand.
Qin Bai spoke again and said: "I didn't tell you earlier, flesh and blood, right? Just come and get it."
The ghost soldier looked at Qin Bai, waiting for the other party to remove his flesh and blood.
As a result, Qin Bai was silent again, and they lost patience and took out their sabers again.
Continuously putting it away and pulling it out, even the rust on the blade was worn away.
Qin Bai lifted the clothes on his arms. His slightly yellowed skin was no different from that of a living person, and the demons around him looked sideways.
This kind of slow-moving behavior seemed to the soldiers to be unfathomable, as if they had everything under control.
Normally, such vibrant flesh and blood is either a newly born demon or one that has been cultivated for more than a thousand years.
On the contrary, this made them confused, and they looked at each other and considered whether to take action.
After just a moment of hesitation, Qin Bai was already walking towards the city, and the little skeleton quickly followed.
After a certain psychological game, the two soldiers finally guarded the city gate silently.
Qin Bai walked into Bian City with the little skeleton and paper man.
This town is built on the ridge, so both the shops and houses are tilted to a certain extent, giving it an inexplicable unique style.
The civilization of the underworld is much more developed than Qin Bai imagined. Facts have proved that once there is no end in sight, the rest will be easily accessible.
However, it can be seen that the building itself has claw marks of varying depths, which may have been attacked by evil spirits.
The proportion of bones and skeletons on the streets has slightly decreased, and instead a large number of zombies have appeared. Usually the latter are very brightly dressed and have at least hundreds of years of cultivation.
The prosperity of Bian City seemed a bit strange to Qin Bai, and there seemed to be a sense of decay in the air.
After walking for a while, several demons stared at them.
When the demon saw Qin Bai stop in front of a shop, he became afraid and hurriedly backed away.
This shop was specially selected by Qin Bai. With its decoration and plaque, it should be dedicated to selling flesh and blood, so it was considered relatively wealthy.
The demons on the road also deliberately avoid it, which shows that they are very afraid of the shop.
He glanced inside curiously and was suddenly surprised.
Bones and flesh of various parts are displayed grandly on the counter. When a demon buys it, he or she will put it on him on the spot.
When the waiter saw Qin Bai, his first reaction was that he was here to sell flesh and blood. After all, he had never seen him in the outer city.
He hurriedly came forward and said, "Sir, the shop is small, but if you are willing to redeem your flesh and blood for us, we can keep it to your satisfaction."
The little skeleton had obviously never seen much of the world. It stared around curiously, but did not dare to reach out and touch it.
The paper man was hidden in Qin Bai's clothes and poked his head out from time to time.
Qin Bai nodded and said, "Okay, let's go inside to talk?"
"The guest officer is walking..."
The waiter took Qin Bai and Little Skull into the private room inside. Not long after they sat down, they made tea.
Qin Bai picked up the tea cup and took a look. The tea leaves were gray and white, exuding the smell of dead fish and rotten shrimps.
That's it?
He held back his nausea and picked up the teacup. As soon as it was brought close to his mouth and nose, he couldn't bear it anymore and goosebumps appeared all over his body.
But the problem is that Qin Bai's reaction arc is extremely long. By the time he wants to stop drinking water, a cup of tea has already entered his throat.
It's like mixing rotten eggs and durian and boiling them in a pot for seventy-seven or forty-nine hours. The smell has reached its peak.
The only advantage is that the faint yin energy in it can be easily absorbed by the body. Is it possible that monsters have no sense of taste?
The Paper Man is so pampered that he naturally despises this kind of tea.
The little skeleton tried to take a sip and immediately fell into petrification. It turns out that even skeletons have a sense of taste.
The waiter carefully observed Qin Bai's expression. The customer in front of him looked a little confused.
The aura exuding from the whole body is only a century old. It should be the demon that was born in Naihe not long ago, and was placed in the outer city to catch a lot of them.
I'm afraid that after several disasters, there won't be much left of this cultivation level.
After entering Bian City, usually the newly born monsters will be covered in flesh and blood, and end up with bones and skeletons.
But the other party's expression was too calm, and he seemed confident.
The waiter stepped away from the back room, and Qin Bai took out a can of Guizai milk and drank it.
After finishing the drink, he turned around and found two children drooling. Qin Bai was speechless.
After waiting for a moment, the wooden door of the back room was opened again.
The huge monster leaned over and got in. He looked like he weighed a full four to five hundred pounds, his skin and flesh were slightly black, and there were a few sparse black hairs on his head.
"Just call me Shopkeeper Zhao. I wonder what I call my guest officer?"
"Qin Bai."
Shopkeeper Zhao glanced at Qin Bai's lush hair with envy, and then asked impatiently: "I heard that you want to sell your flesh and blood?"
"How to sell it?"
"Friend ghost, you must be here for the first time in the underworld. Disasters will come here every hundred years, so you need to prepare some magic weapons to deal with them."
Shopkeeper Zhao saw that Qin Bai was indifferent about honor and disgrace. He couldn't tell whether it was a sheep or a tiger, so he couldn't help but want to test it.
However, due to the network delay, Qin Bai could only keep his face expressionless, otherwise his dull expression would make him appear mentally retarded.
Shopkeeper Zhao took out two brocade boxes and placed them on the wooden table, and then looked at the waiter, who quietly withdrew.
Qin Bai opened the brocade box, and inside were a bone bead the size of a fist and a withered arm that was more than one meter long.
Shopkeeper Zhao waited for a while and was about to introduce the function of the magic weapon, but he heard Qin Bai talking to himself.
"The bone beads are ground from the skulls of monsters that have been around for more than a thousand years. They can store a trace of soul, and the function of the arms should be to quickly climb the mountain walls."
Shopkeeper Zhao was ecstatic when he heard the expression behind him. He gasped and asked, "Is it possible, Qin Bai, that you can also refine weapons?"
Qin Bai still said in a neutral tone: "I know a little bit about it."
"Hahahahaha..."
Shopkeeper Zhao couldn't help but laugh. He couldn't hold back anymore and patted Qin Bai on the shoulder, and the yin energy in his body boiled.
After physical contact, he discovered that Qin Bai was only strong on the outside but weak on the inside, and his cultivation was indeed only a hundred years old.
Shopkeeper Zhao said with a threatening tone: "My shop is still short of a weapon refiner. I wonder if you are interested?"
Dozens of monsters poured into the private room, all of them corpses. They surrounded Qin Bai with weapons in hand.
The little skeleton instantly fell to the ground and pretended to be dead. After improving his cultivation, his speed was indeed much faster.
Qin Bai asked: "Is this the rule in Biancheng?"
"It's not the same everywhere, the weak will eat the strong." Shopkeeper Zhao said with a ferocious expression.
If Qin Bai has nothing to do with the weapon refiner, then cut off all the flesh and blood and throw it down the mountain. Several ghosts like this will die in Biancheng every day.
"If I kill you, it should be fine, right?" Qin Bai lifted up the little skeleton on the ground.
Shopkeeper Zhao's mouth showed sarcasm, he exuded a sinister aura without any reservation, and then he spoke condescendingly.
"The power of killing is in the hands of the thousand-year-old demon. You are not worth mentioning in the disaster. You can only rely on..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Qin Bai suddenly raise his arm.
Shopkeeper Zhao walked up and took the initiative to place his chest on Qin Bai's fist: "Haha, you don't really think..."
boom! ! !
Qin Bai slowly punched out, the speed getting faster and faster as his strength was released, shopkeeper Zhao couldn't react in time.
There was a large human-shaped hole in the wall of the shop, and the surrounding corpses took a few steps back. They looked at Qin Bai in shock.
Isn't it the soft persimmon you promised?
Shopkeeper Zhao made a deep hole in the street. The dented fist marks can be clearly seen on his chest, but the rough skin and thick flesh are not a big deal.
The nearby demons gathered around and whispered, and he couldn't help but roar in annoyance.
"You dare, it's just..."
"Thousands of years of cultivation, it's actually not difficult."
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