"Forget it, it's just fun. Lu Xingchen comforted them, and they returned to the inn.

Several people in the room were discussing the gathering of the ghost mother of Huangquan that would be held tomorrow. According to the news that Song Yi received, in the City Lord's Mansion, the Huangquan Ghost Mother held a banquet to entertain all the monks who brought tokens into the ghost world this time.

At the feast, sacrificing their lives must be an important part, but their lifespan should be used as life-saving capital, so they cannot be sacrificed. Song Junzi and Zhou Yang's collection life is too short. They don't need to contribute.

"I don't know if I'll be able to see the true face of the ghost mother of Huangquan tomorrow. Will she turn into a wrinkled old woman?" With curiosity, Qing Lingzi guessed.

Lu Xingchen disagreed with Qing Lingzi's speculation and retorted: "Huangquan's ghost mother has ruled the ghost world for nearly 10,000 years, and countless monks have sacrificed their lives for her. She had to have a way to make her life her own. ”

"A woman who lives so long doesn't make herself look old. After all, she could be a 17 or 18-year-old woman

Love the beauty of nature. ”

"Yes, it's just a little girl of seven or eight thousand years......" Thinking about it, Qingxin'er trembled and quickly cut off her thoughts.

Some also ended the conversation, either in contemplation or sleeping.

The next day, there was a knock on the door. Lu Xingchen went to open the door. It's Xiongba.

"What can I do for you, Elder?" It's time for dinner in the evening.

Xiongba handed him a storage ring and said, "This is the clothes that will hide his breathing." There are countless monks at the ghost mother's party. Many of them are from the Five Spirits Realm. Even if they are covered by the power of the ghost mother of Yellow Springs, they can still see the animal spirits in you. ”

These five pieces of clothing are specially made. It's best to wear them all the time. If you don't want to be snatched up by a group of Celestial Monks, put them on and head left.

Lu Xingchen took out the clothes hidden in the cabinet, the clothes were made of the best spiritual silk, and the tentacles were used to keep warm. The style is simple, the five pieces of clothing are almost the same, but the colors are different.

The color simply refers to them, and it represents the attribute color of the elfmon. For example, Qinglingzi's clothes are blue, Song Junzi's is white, Lu Xingchen's is fiery red, and the red is blue-black, and Song Yi's is earthy, yellow, five-colored, and five-spirit animals.

"They're really hardworking. What treasures are there in the Five Spirit Realm?" Lu Xingchen was curious.

"I don't know, but it must be good for them.

Despite this, the ghost mother of the yellow big spring took the gray bottle.

That's how the first stage of the whole banquet went. When Huangquan's ghost mother looks around, she will know the quality of life and the quantity of sacrifice.

This was unexpected. Lu Xingchen thinks he needs more time to explore carefully. Surprisingly, he was delighted. The party doesn't seem to last long.

Soon it will be Xiongba's turn to be seventy. Each of them took out a gray bead. Although the ghostly air fills the beads above, it seems to be made of the purest wood spirits.

They hung the beads in the air. Huangquan's ghost mother looked at the four beads and paused for a moment to think about it. She said: "The four of you are doing well, and there are quite a few of them, but they are not up to my standards. If you add these four beads together, I can exchange a portion of time with you. ”

"On the contrary, if you don't want to, I can give you four auxiliary artifacts. ”

Xiong Ba, as the representative of the four people, stood up and saluted: "Senior brother, please wait a minute, the four of us will discuss it." ”

The ghost mother nodded, agreeing that it was up to the four of them to decide whether to exchange the power of time or a secondary artifact.

Lu Xingchen knew in his heart that although Xiong Ba's four people were companions, in the face of the power of time, they might not be able to maintain their brotherhood. The power of time could overturn their centuries-old friendship.

In contrast, auxiliary artifacts are more suitable for selection. Artifacts are actually divided into attack artifacts and attack artifacts and auxiliary artifacts. Attacks and attack artifacts are purely used in combat.

The cultivator's cultivation and strength were raised to a new level, and auxiliary artifacts, such as the ring given to Lu Xingchen by Song Yi, could increase the power of the curse by 100 times. That's the power of the secondary artifact. If the artifact is intact, its power will only be greater.

However, the higher the monk's realm, the smaller the auxiliary power of the artifact, this is the consensus. At the end of the practice, the artifact is no longer needed, and the monk himself transcends the existence of the artifact.

"Senior brother, let's choose four artifacts. Xiong Ba's decision was exactly the same as Lu Xing's guess.

It was Lu Xingchen's turn. Several people shook their heads one after the other. The lifespan they collect should be used to protect their lives.

The banquet turned around, and it didn't take long for the last person to arrive, but unexpectedly, after he took out a bottle of wine, Huang Quangui's mother's eyes lit up, and she said with a smile: "I am very satisfied with your quality of life, and the amount is also very large, I can give you the power of time." ”

Suddenly, everyone's eyes at the party were on the man, they couldn't see his face clearly, but he was wearing a black suit, tall and thin, a man, that was for sure.

Many people expressed their admiration for him, and many monks tried to remember his body and posture. Later, when they encounter similar people in the ghost world, they rarely need to interrogate them or kill people directly to stop them. After all, the power of time is an asset that no one covets. Even if they kill the wrong person, it doesn't matter.

This man is also satisfied with the power of time. He stood up and bowed, "Thank you very much, Ghost Mother." ”

Huangquan's ghost mother shook her head and said, "That's it." You gave me life, I gave you the power of time. ”

After that, Huangquan's ghost mother closed her eyes and rubbed the formula with her hands. After a while, something like silk emerged from the ghost mother's forehead.

The ghost mother opened her eyes, grabbed it with her hand, and placed it in a jade box. As soon as this silk thread appeared, everyone felt that time was a little stagnant, and this is the power of the silk thread.

Huangquan's ghost mother put the Silk of Time in the jade box and handed it to the monk. The monk was overjoyed and agreed. People are getting more and more jealous. The banquet reached a height here. The ghost mother asked someone to bring food to Huangquan. It is made up of a variety of rare animals in the ghost world. The ghost mother herself also accompanies everyone to eat and drink. It seems that there is not a single person in the world. She was like an ordinary woman in her twenties.

However, no one would treat her like a little girl. The cultivation of the Huangquan Ghost Mother can be said to be going all out. No one dares to mess with her in this ghost world.

The next party got even more boring, just eating, drinking, watching singing and dancing. Everyone's mind is wondering, who has got the power of time?

At that time, there were 120 people in heaven. With the memory of monks and people with hearts, it is not difficult to record the faces of all people and select them.

In fact, that ghost suddenly said to Lu Xingchen: "This is a lie. ”

As soon as the ghost's words came out, the stars on the road put away their expressions and just wanted to ask quietly for an understanding. In an instant, I felt the image of the ghost mother of the great yellow spring pass over me, and the ghost tried to hide itself deeper, trying to burrow into the flesh of the stars.

Lu Xingchen stuffed Yuanli into his body and pretended to run to Yuanli to disband Jiuli.

The ghost mother of "Yellow Springs" withdrew her scrutinizing eyes and said, "Isn't she more than one heart?" Just now, I even felt a familiar aura appear around me. That breath is so annoying. That's the tone of the person I hate the most.