Chapter Thirty-Seven: Re-entry into the Mountain of Wasted Graves

Leaving Huo Dao's courtyard, Cheng Yuan subconsciously fiddled with this slashing knife.

The bulge on the hilt, which can actually be unscrewed, has a hole in it where the swarthy Soul Reservoir is placed.

Cheng Yuan pinched out the Chu Ming Bead and played with it, feeling quite cool, and there seemed to be nothing special about it.

"Just it, can it store the power of the gods?" Cheng Yuan was curious, but he still put the storage bead back into the hole in the handle of the knife, and then twisted the screw cover tightly, tightly sealing.

Holding this knife, Cheng Yuan felt itching.

With his current strength, the mountain ghost was vulnerable in front of him.

If you let go of your hands and feet, according to the hunting efficiency on the edge of the desolate grave mountain yesterday, you can kill twenty or thirty in one morning.

That's ...... Twenty or thirty thousand taels of silver?

Cheng Yuan was stunned, blinked, and then walked briskly towards the city gate without saying a word.

Without further ado, time is money.

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Youhe County, on the tower of the city gate, there is a team of Heavenly Imperial Priests on duty.

"Lord Toto!"

One of the soldiers suddenly saw Li Youshan coming up from the steps of the city gate, and hurriedly saluted respectfully.

"Hmm. Li Youshan came to the edge of the city tower indifferently, looking at the crowd of people entering and leaving the city gate below, his face was a little ugly.

The soldier was interested and hurriedly retreated.

"Hmph! ”

Li Youshan thought to himself: "Just such a dirt bun, can he actually get the recommendation of Lord Huo, and can he also kill inferior ghosts?"

He is a descendant of the Li family, a big family in Youhe County, and has been extremely talented since he was a child, becoming a martial arts master before the age of thirty and becoming the commander of the Heavenly Imperial Palace.

To be powerful, to be powerful, to be powerful, to have strength.

Naturally, he also developed a proud character.

Before in the Treasure Pavilion, Cheng Yuan was dressed in cloth, and the age of the hairy boy around twenty years old, how could he put it in his eyes?

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the soil bun turned into an extraordinary one.

"You shouldn't have done him any wrong. Li Youshan faintly regretted it.

However, he was more jealous in his heart.

Jealous of Cheng Yuan's quota recommended by the heavens, jealous that he had such strength at the age of nineteen.

You must know that even he, Li Youshan, is not good at dealing with ghosts such as subordinates.

can kill inferior ghosts, and it is considered the top among martial arts masters.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and he stared at a figure walking out of the city gate below.

"Is that Cheng Yuan? what is he doing out of the city?"

In the crowd, Cheng Yuan seemed to feel the gaze on the city tower, turned his head to glance at him, and turned his head away without care.

Li Youshan was thinking about something, but there was a dispute at the city gate below.

"What's going on?"

He walked down the tower dissatisfiedly and asked coldly.

"Lord Dutong, when we interrogated this man, he was a little uncooperative. A Heavenly Imperial Priest immediately reported it.

Li Youshan's eyes swept over coldly, and several foreign servants and soldiers of the Heavenly Imperial Division were faintly surrounding a horse-faced man.

This horse-faced man has a grim face, giving people an uncomfortable feeling, carrying a large package, and confronting the people of the Heavenly Imperial Division.

Around, many pedestrians and ordinary people watched.

"It's all gone! What are you looking at?" Li Youshan snorted coldly and looked around, the martial arts master's fierce momentum made the surrounding onlookers disperse in fear.

"You, who's who!" he walked up to the horse-faced man, staring with eagle-like eyes.

The horse-faced man's face twitched, and he laughed, a little gloomy: "Lord of the Heavenly Imperial Division, do you have to check this?"

"What are you afraid of?" a soldier next to him shouted violently.

Li Youshan waved his hand to stop the soldier.

He forced the horse-faced man with his own momentum just now, but this person didn't seem to react at all, and he immediately knew that this was a master.

At least he is not weaker than him Li Youshan.

"It's nothing, it's just a matter of routine. Li Youshan breathed a sigh of relief, he was not stupid, and he didn't want to easily offend a master of unknown origin.

In this world, many martial arts masters who walk the world are fierce.

"In Xia Yuan San, from Beiliu County. Is it feasible?" the horse-faced man also gave Li Youshan a step.

"Release!" Li Youshan nodded, waved away the surrounding Heavenly Imperial Guards and foreign soldiers, and watched Yuan San walk into the city gate with the package.

"Beiliu County?" he thought to himself, it was a bit far away, and the area separated from Youhe County by three or four counties was all south of Chang County.

......

The horse-faced man 'Yuan San' went straight into the city, and then found an ordinary inn in the south of the city.

"Guest officer, are you going to play a sharp game or stay in a hotel?"

In the noisy lobby, as soon as he entered the door, Xiao Er greeted him.

"Let's go to the room. Yuan San directly took out an ingot of ten taels of silver and threw it to Xiao Er.

"Yes! I will arrange it for you immediately!" Holding the heavy silver ingot, Xiao Er's eyes lit up, and he respectfully guided Yuan San to a room.

"Others, don't come into my room. Yuan San entered the door, turned his head and grinned, his teeth white and terrifying.

"Yes!" Xiao Er's heart jumped suddenly, and he even bowed his head in fear.

Kela.

Shut the door.

Yuan San moved his muscles twice at will, and directly threw the large package in his hand on the table in the guest room, making a dull sound.

"Youhe County, one or two hundred thousand people. That's a feat!" he stared at the big package, a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes grew excited.

"It's worth it to make Boss Bai promise a chance to enter the Xuan Immortal Pool, and take the risk!"

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Cheng Yuan came to the periphery of the Desolate Tomb Mountain again, where the endless dense fog was still covered, and the entire mountain range was terrifying.

However, this ghost domain that made the people of Youhe County hear it, at this moment, in Cheng Yuan's eyes, it is simply a golden treasure mountain.

Cheng Yuan has always been very short of money, and he still owes Huo Dao True Source Stone and Jing Yuan Dan money.

Although Huo Dao didn't mention these at all, Cheng Yuan didn't intend to repay the debt.

Moreover, in the world of heaven and man, the Jingyuan Pill eaten every day is twenty taels of silver, and the True Source Stone is one of ten thousand taels of silver, so you can imagine what kind of sky-high prices other treasures are.

Cheng Yuan is now poor and white.

With the sword in his hand, he stepped into the treacherous thick fog at the foot of the Desolate Tomb Mountain.

Under his feet were thick black and gray dead leaves, which fell silently.

There was not a ray of sunlight, it seemed to be obscured by a thick fog, and the mountains and forests were extremely dark.

The black, withered and twisted trees, like the bones of a dry torso, froze.

There was a faint roar.

Cheng Yuan smiled slightly, and a misty golden glow emanated from his body, illuminating the surroundings and dispelling the cold.

Roar~

Suddenly, in the darkness of a few dead trees, a haunting and twisted humanoid black qi appeared, which was none other than a mountain ghost.

It swooped in, three feet above the ground, and the wind that blew up swept up the dead leaves on the ground.

Cheng Yuan's eyes lit up.

Boom!

The golden sword light flashed away, like cold lightning, and a loud sound of cutting gold and iron instantly sounded in the air, and the mountain ghost was instantly split in half.

A martial arts master, you can kill mountain ghosts with a divine weapon.

And with Cheng Yuan's approach to the realm of the median celestial at this time, coupled with the restraint of the celestial true source for the mountain ghosts, it is enough to kill the mountain ghosts!

"Ten drops of the power of pain. The sound of the system lifting sounded in my head.

Cheng Yuan subconsciously looked at the Slashing Divine Knife in his hand, there was still only one Immortal Divine Power in the blade, but he could feel it through the True Source that there was still a faint fluctuation of Immortal Divine Power at the hilt.

Cheng Yuanlian opened the screw cover and took out the storage beads.

At this moment, there was already a trace of the aura of the divine power in the swarthy beads.

"Sure enough. Cheng Yuan smiled and put the storage bead back.

Killing ghosts, one can get the power of pain and improve strength, and the other can harvest the power of the god in exchange for wealth, which is perfect.

"Go on. ”

Cheng Yuan strode through the Yin Forest, not afraid of this terrifying ghost domain at all.

In just a quarter of an hour, he killed three mountain ghosts again in succession.