The black clothes are old and decayed, and the white hair is childish.

This is a look of true cultivation.

Fan Zeng secretly remembered this appearance in his heart, this seems to be really an amazing character in this world, and he doesn't know how to compare it to Mr. Chunqiu.

Thinking of this, Fan Zeng shook his head, Mr. Chunqiu had already opened two worlds for the students of the Taiyin Academy Palace to experience, where could the little people in this world be compared.

Fan Zeng and Xuandu chatted with Shentu Baili for a while, but most of them were human geography in this world.

A cool night, suddenly passed.

In the early morning of the next day, the complexion of Shentu Baili in this world was already a few points better than before, the person who cultivates immortals is a person who cultivates immortals, his body, bones, qi and blood are not comparable to ordinary people, without the demonic qi from the big demon is like a maggot entrenched in the meridians of the tarsal bone, he has only recovered for a few days, if it is not for the scars on his body, it will be faster.

"It seems that in ten days at most, Brother Baili, you should be almost recovered. ”

Fan Zeng smiled and took the initiative to speak, he originally wanted this Baili brother to go and see the medical brother of the Taiyin Academy, but unfortunately it seems that it is not needed here, it is a pity.

"Thank you two, otherwise there will be a hundred miles of life. ”

Shentu Baili smiled, and then said cautiously:

"The great grace is not grateful, the two brothers will be driven in the future, and they will do everything for a hundred miles. ”

With that, he bowed and pressed his fingers three times in the void, a rite unique to this world, and only used with great respect and gratitude.

Xuandu was about to reach out to help Shentu Baili up at this time, and Fan Zeng grabbed ahead of Xuandu and took the lead in lifting Shentu Baili up, Xuandu is opening, there is no chance to "bring Entu", Fan Zeng doesn't ask for more, he just wants to know something.

"Speaking of which, we really have one more thing, we want to ask Brother Baili, our master trial, requiring us to start from Changshui Town as the center to slay demons, but our brother is not familiar with this place, dare to ask Brother Baili's opinion, where to start?"

Xuandu silently put down his raised hand, without the slightest embarrassment, as if he shook his hand casually.

Shentu Baili was stunned for a moment, didn't he say it clearly enough yesterday, if he continued to slay demons, he might not cause bad things for the mountain gate.

"The two of them are sure to kill the demons and eliminate the demons, and the ways are hidden, but it is not without reason, the two of them should first teach the Master Sect this matter. ”

Fan Zeng smiled and said with pride:

"Yesterday, I heard that Brother Baili talked about the retreat of the Dao, the fall of the Immortal Gate, and the chaotic times of demons, my brother summed it up, the master should know about it, and he has his own plans for this, I only need to complete the trial, besides, in this world, the demons and demons are in turmoil, how can the cultivators of my generation stand by and watch?"

Fan Zeng's words were so arrogant that Shentu Baili couldn't help but be stunned, could it be that the mountain gate behind these two people really wanted to go against the trend at the expense of the mountain gate, and vowed to return the people of the world to a bright future?

In this way, he Shentu Baili seems to be cowardly, and the hatred of the fall of Xianmen can be forgotten.

Shentu Baili was ashamed for a while, he took a deep breath as if he had made some decision, and went to his escape, since someone wanted to fight for a ray of light for this life, how could he stand by and watch?

"If the two of you really insist on this, please let Baili and the two of them together, Baili has heard that there is a ghost market in the hanging mountain twenty years ago, all the demons and demons gather here every fifteenth day of the new year, if the two really want to haunt and check, but the demons gather, it is not appropriate to do it directly, you can only wait for the ghost market to dissipate, you can do it. ”

Ghost City?

A glimmer of light flashed in the depths of Fan Zeng's eyes, and the Xianmen monk in front of him couldn't tell the real reason for the turmoil in this world, but there was no gain in the ghost market, and besides, Fan Zeng only learned from the book that there was a ghost market, how could he not see it?

"That's great!"

Fan Zeng said and turned his head to look at Xuandu, who pondered for a moment and said:

"If Brother Baili wants to follow my two brothers, it is better to rest for ten days and wait for us in Changshui Town, and after ten days, I will go to the ghost market with Brother Baili to find out. ”

Fan Zeng smiled when he heard this, but he didn't refuse.

"Just according to what Brother Xuandu said. ”

Shentu Baili arched his hand, he also wanted to see what this hidden sect called "Taiyin Academy" looked like, and what kind of head it had, daring to go against the trend in this dim world.

...............

Mangdang Mountain, the vast mountains, the towering and dangerous peaks, the ten veins of yin qi gather, and the souls of the dead from all directions come.

Li Chunqiu walked out of the dense fog and walked along the embankment of the Yin River towards the peak of Mangdang Mountain in the distance, the Yin Ghost rose and fell in the Yin River, like a yellow spring rolling, and from time to time there were living corpses looking in the river, and a pair of dead eyes were glowing with strange white.

Rancid, muddy mixed with an icy smell surrounds the surroundings.

The mist was swirling, and the ghosts hidden in the shadows were eager to try, as if they wanted to get out of the thick fog at any time and swallow Li Chunqiu into their stomachs.

This is a strange realm where yin qi gathers, where yin, resentment, and distorted aura converge, countless strange creatures are bred, and the ghosts of evil sects float in the void, choosing people to devour at any time.

Li Chunqiu knows why, in the past, there was a great supernatural person in this world who had buried twelve characters who were infinitely close to the true immortals here, and raised a bunch of evil things in this place with their bones, the more advanced the cultivation, the easier it is for the corpse to move after death, these twelve tragically dead characters gave birth to evil thoughts here, and happened to meet the destruction of the ancient Shu Kingdom in Ximen Mountain, 120,000 soldiers and civilians committed suicide by throwing themselves into the sea, and countless corpses and grievances evolved into such a desperate situation.

Perhaps, the number of days in this world is destined to have such a desperate situation.

The Yin River was rolling, and the tide was becoming more and more unpredictable, as if there was some creature about to jump out of it, Li Chunqiu paused, stretched out his hand and sketched it in the void, and a golden Dao talisman forgiveness was formed out of thin air.

As time went on, his method of forgiveness became more and more sophisticated.

Li Chunqiu raised his backhand lightly, then buckled his index finger, and flicked it suddenly, and his index finger smashed on the golden pardon.

The pardon shot into the Yin River, and the surrounding void seemed to be shaken, and there seemed to be an inexplicable roar of strange existence in the surging water, but it disappeared in a moment.

The next moment, the Yin River was completely like a giant beast rushing out, and the river water soaked in the corpse rose dozens of feet high into the sky, and then fell suddenly, and there was an unappetizing strange piece of flesh wrapped around the black gas, swirling in the river, and then there was no sound, and the covetousness around it also dissipated.

"Don't fight, don't obey. ”

Li Chunqiu put down his hand and glanced coldly at the Yin River, and the black shadows stranded under the water instantly dispersed as birds and beasts.

Li Chunqiu then sank into the dense fog, and walked towards the highest main peak of Namangdang Mountain.

The mountains are high and the waters are long, and the dangerous peaks are hidden in the clouds.

This is the last battle of his mountain worship road in this life, the previous visit was much simpler than he thought, he didn't use any strength, those big demons honestly drew the ground as a prison, but the last one may not be so easy to speak.