The northern wilderness, the ghost swamp.

The most primitive spiritual power has evolved into all things in heaven and earth, and all these things have a bright side and a dark and bizarre side.

Demonic energy is a variant of spiritual power that has evolved to the depths of the extreme.

On the endless swamp, the clattering demonic qi volatilized from the dead water, forming a thick pale black fog shrouded in the swamp all year round, and there were all kinds of spatial magic circles working on the swamp, causing the light to be extremely distorted here.

There is a great confusion between distance and direction here, and when you first enter it, you have to resist the invasion of ubiquitous demonic energy, and you also have to adapt to the comprehensive interference of this sense of sight and direction.

On a swamp with distorted space, there may be an old monster that has not been out all year round, in the Netherworld Ghost Swamp, there are actually very few demon cultivators, but ghost cultivators are very popular.

The reason is that once the demon cultivator enters the depths, he will act instinctively like animals, they will not build, only the concept of territory and no design such as a party force and home.

Ghost cultivators are the masters here, and some demon cultivators who are not deep in the devil are also hiding here.

No one here asks who you are, no one cares what you are, everyone is hiding dirt in this place, following the most basic and direct law of the jungle.

It has been more than a month since Su Cheng arrived here.

A normal monk like him, a rare animal in the Netherworld Swamp, has never disappeared from the moment he entered this place.

Fortunately, the existence of Mi Xuan is isolated from most of the dangers, and those old monsters who can really bring danger to the two of them are all sunk at the bottom of the swamp all the year round, and the attributes of demon cultivation and ghost cultivation determine that they can only act in a solitary way, so they have always been in danger.

Ordinary people's subconscious impression of the Netherworld Ghost Swamp, in addition to filth, haze, danger, etc., I am afraid that there will be a desolation.

This is not the case.

If Demon Cultivation is an outlier that is transforming into the Chaos Camp, then Ghost Cultivation naturally belongs to the Evil Order Camp.

There is order in this hellish place, and there is order in evil.

Now, Su Chengcheng, who was hidden under the hood of the black robe, and Mi Xuan came to the entrance of the swampy magic circle.

The two skeleton ghost servants examined the waist cards of the two, and the entrance to the circle opened, and a ghost fire like stars appeared in front of him.

As soon as I walked in, I suddenly felt like I was in a tomb community somewhere.

The space magic circle is used to the extreme here, in front of the small graves, grotesque and weird signboards are listed, and there is no hustle and bustle of the human market, but there are ghosts like Su Cheng and Mi Xuan wandering around.

A ghost servant led the way for the two, squeaking and carrying a ghost lamp, staggering ahead.

When Su Cheng was feeling nervous, a warm and greasy palm reached into his black robe, and the jade finger greedily stroked the skin on his waist, Su Cheng hurriedly held it down and glared at the owner of this hand fiercely.

Mi Xuan didn't need to disguise like him, the red glow in her eyes was a sign of her identity, and the aura and majesty of Jin Dan isolated most of the troubles and peeps.

Demon cultivation is not easy to provoke, a Jindan cultivation of the demon cultivation is comparable to a Jindan stage desolate beast, because they have given up most of the shackles and climbing, they have begun to evolve the desolate beast-like combat vigilance and instinct, and to fight head-on, it takes three or four monks of the same rank to do it, although the ghost cultivation methods are strange and vicious, facing the demon cultivation is not much better.

Therefore, Mi Xuan is Su Cheng's biggest talisman here, and it is an unimpeded signboard.

However, this sign is becoming more and more difficult to control, greedy, greedy, moody, coquettish, sometimes regardless of time and place.

Su Cheng admitted that after entering the demon, Mi Xuan was simply a man's gift, but uncontrolled promiscuity was an obstacle to cultivation.

Mi Xuan smiled as she ate, sticking closer and tighter, not caring about the surrounding environment, Su Cheng reluctantly parried her, and followed the ghost servant to the entrance of a "grave".

Let's not talk about using bones and ghost fire to put together a strange signboard, let's just say that as soon as the two of them walked into the entrance, the space inside suddenly opened up.

Torches illuminated the dark space, and the rows of containers reminded Su Cheng of his storefront in Huajianfang.

Four or five skeleton shelves split in front of the container, ignoring the two people who came in, and an empty black robe floated towards Su Cheng, two bright and flickering soul fires hidden in the deep and pitch-black hood.

"Two guests, please come with me. ”

Su Cheng glanced at Mi Xuan again, and almost half-hugged her and followed behind the black-robed ghost cultivator.

Up a creaky, rotten staircase, on the second floor I saw a skull-like old man.

"Master, the two guests have arrived!"

If this old man didn't move, he really couldn't feel a little vitality, like a corpse that had been dried.

"Stand down!"

"Whoa!"

When the ghost cultivator retreated, the old man squeezed out an unusually hideous and terrifying smile, raised his hand and pointed to the futon in front of him, "You two, please take a seat." ”

Su Cheng and Mi Xuan knelt down as they said.

"What the two of you are asking for has been done, the third-order mid-grade spiritual land is enough to open up dozens of caves, and the best thing is that it is located at the junction of the Ghost Swamp and the Thousand Illusion Valley, the master of the Thousand Illusion Valley has given it up, and the Ghost Swamp will also use it as a buffer. For a long time, it has always been occupied by a group of murderers who are not allowed to be occupied by the monk world, and now we have made a move, and we have already caught it. ”

"What about the price?" asked Su Cheng.

"The third-order spiritual land is worth a lot of money, 100,000 magic spirit stones, 200,000 spirit stones, you can rent it for a hundred years. ”

When Su Cheng heard this, he felt a burst of tooth soreness.

Let's not talk about the magic spirit stone or anything, I've heard it but I've never seen it, let's talk about these 200,000 spirit stones.

It is not of the first order, nor of the second order, but of the third order.

Sell the Bibo Gate up and down, and it can't make up one-tenth of this amount.

The ghost cultivator seemed to know Su Cheng's predicament, smiled extremely ugly, and said, "Of course, if this friend is willing to serve us for a hundred years, these fees can naturally be canceled." ”

How can Su Cheng agree to this condition?

"Then don't use the spiritual land, just find a place to hide in the ghost swamp. ”

Originally, looking for Lingshan was also for the sake of Bibo Gate, with the idea of the three caves of the cunning rabbit, what spiritual land is needed in the body, as long as it is only remote enough and preferably undisturbed to die.

Who knows.

As soon as the words came out, the old man's face immediately changed.

didn't even have the pleasure of greeting again, waved the black robe, turned into a puff of black smoke and left.

Fortunately, the ghost cultivator took his place, spread out a map in front of Su Cheng, and impatiently threw a pen.

On the map, the Borderlands in the Onimarsh are divided into categories, not only the location, but also the price.

Su Cheng estimated the net worth extorted from the sixth uncle, and finally drew a stroke in an extremely remote southwest direction.