Qingtian Peak, after Ling Haochu left, the Taurus Zhenren still sat cross-legged on the top of the peak, looking at the heaven and earth in the distance, and after a long time, he muttered and whispered words that only he could hear.

"It's not been many years since the Holy Emperor came out, and the Green Demon Continent really can't bear it...... The derivation of a generation of ancestors is very correct...... It's just that there are some subtle discrepancies, and in the way of the ancestors, they are too soft and not suitable for the current situation......

The purpose of the Green Magic Continent is also the purpose of my Mixed Cave Gate...... It is also the purpose of the Unified Sect......" Taurus Zhenren smiled on his face and spoke hurriedly.

"Lu Tian!"

As soon as his words came out, immediately in the void behind him, a ripple of water suddenly appeared, and a middle-aged man appeared from within it, this man was wearing a green Taoist robe, his appearance was ordinary, but there was a wave of cultivation in the middle of the divine stage, which spread out from his body, he stepped out and stood behind the Taurus Zhenren, his hands clenched into fists, and his expression was quite respectful.

"Brother Ran, I've seen Shizun!"

"Have you ever seen him in Danhai?" said the golden bull without looking back, still looking at the sky in the distance.

"On that day, the disciple fought with Ouyang Hui of the Guiyi Sect, as well as Uncle Meng Zhanghai, in the Danhai Sea with the Green Devil Messenger of the Green Demon Continent, according to the instructions left by the master back then, Master Meng took the two of us, pretended to be invincible, and escaped with the cloud boat left by the ancestor of the generation, so I have never seen this person. ”

"In seven days, you will go with him to the third cave of the sacred cow!" "The golden bull closed his eyes.

"The disciple obeyed. The middle-aged man's expression was as usual, but his eyes flashed imperceptibly, and he nodded and stepped back, turning into a ripple and disappearing into nothingness.

Seven days of time "five days passed in a blink of an eye, in these five days, Ling Haochu did not go out in his mountain peak, immersed in the multiple illusions" and refined all the refining materials, at this moment, in front of him, according to the refining techniques in the multiple illusion jade slips, Ling Haochu refined a black canvas banner.

This canvas is made of countless materials melted and woven in the way of weaving, weaving inch by inch, which seems to be cloth, but in fact it is just a shape.

It's just that this thing hasn't been completely successful yet, but it has a torso and hasn't been integrated into the dead soul yet, and after Mu You adds the dead soul, it can be used to cast multiple illusions.

Ling Haochu was in this cave, his eyes flashed, his right hand raised and grabbed the canvas, and he grabbed this thing directly in his hand, and his body shook, leaving from this cave for the first time in five days.

He remembered that the Taurus Ancestor had said that he only had seven days, and now there were two days left, and he was going to the ghost peak of the Mixed Cave Gate to find a ghost and integrate it into the canvas.

The figure disappeared, and when Ling Hao first appeared, he was already outside this burning peak, his gaze swept away, and he looked to the north of the Mixed Cave Gate, "According to the map of the Mixed Cave Gate he has, the Ghost Peak is there!"

Without thinking, Ling Haochu galloped, turning into a phantom and heading straight for the ghost peak.

Directly north of the Mixed Cave Gate, near the edge, there is a forbidden place, which is surrounded by endless mist, and few disciples come here on weekdays, "Only when they need dead souls, they will come here to look for them under the leadership of their respective masters."

Or those core disciples who have cultivated to a high level may come alone.

In the ghost peak, there are a large number of dead souls collected by the Mixed Cave Gate over the generations, these dead souls are not of high quality, but they are easy to obtain, after all, the Mixed Cave Gate is famous for illusion, if there is no this ghost peak, the ghost sail of the very rural disciples will not be able to complete.

For countless years, although it has been replenished from time to time, the number of dead souls on the ghost peak has never been too much, after all, a sect like the Mixed Cave Sect has a great demand for dead souls.

Many of these dead souls were collected by the people of the Mixed Cave Sect a long time ago and sent here as a task for the sect, but although the years are long, there are too few of them who can cultivate on their own and obtain the tempering of the years.

Most of them were sent and sealed directly, leaving them for a disciple to come and pick them up in the future.

At dusk on the fifth day, when the sky was gray and hazy, and it looked quite depressing, Ling Hao first appeared outside the ghost peak, looking at the mist-shrouded peak, which was gloomy, and there were bursts of cold air, as if he was in a yellow spring.

But Ling Haochu did not feel the slightest discomfort, whether it was his cultivation, or the artistic conception he had transformed into Huangquan in his early years, everything of this kind made him here, as if he was walking on the ground.

The cycle of life and death, the evolution of Huangquan, Ling Haochu is no stranger, he did not pause at all, walked towards the ghost peak, and slowly entered the ghost peak.

In the moment of approaching, a forbidden ripple loomed out from this ghost peak, permeating Ling Haochu's surroundings, as if to confirm whether Ling Haochu had the qualifications to enter here.

Soon, this prohibition dissipated, and Ling Haochu calmly stepped into this ghost peak!

Ghost Peak is a bare mountain, this mountain is very high, as if it wants to penetrate the sky, there is no grass and trees on it, some are just graves!

These tombs are densely packed, and they look like there are no more than thousands, and they fill the entire mountain.

There was an eerie aura, and if you close your eyes, you can feel an endless roar and whirlwind, and although there is silence here, this feeling is extremely strong.

Ling Haochu walked through the graves, and he could feel that there were more or less dead souls in each grave bag, most of these dead souls were in a state of being sealed, and sometimes some of them seemed to be loosened and floated out.

There was silence all the way, Ling Haochu's divine sense swept away, and he walked towards the top of the mountain, and the more he went up, the fewer the number of dead souls in the tomb bag became, until Ling Haochu was about to set foot on the top of this mountain, "He saw a tomb like no other!"

On this tomb, there is the only one with a tombstone, and the handwriting on the tombstone is blurred, revealing a smell of vicissitudes and decay, as if it has existed for many years.

Under the tombstone, there was a long-haired woman in a white robe, who knelt there, weeping.

The crying voice, into Ling Haochu's heart, is very clear, faintly a little worried, except for this cry, it is very quiet, faintly as if there is a yin wind blowing, blowing the white-clothed woman Qingsi with her back to Ling Haochu.

Looking at the woman in white, Ling Haochu's footsteps stopped, and instead of continuing to climb this mountain, he looked at her with a calm expression.

The crying slowly stopped, and the woman seemed to notice someone behind her, but she didn't look back.

"This is my tombstone......" After a long time, a faint voice came from the woman in white. The sound was very ethereal, as if it was coming from a distant place, and it was difficult to hear it clearly if you didn't listen carefully.

"I see. Ling Haochu was silent for a moment and slowly spoke.

At the moment when Ling Haochu's words were spoken, the woman in white suddenly trembled, as if she wanted to turn back, but after a pause, she didn't look back.

"Can you see me, can you hear my cry......" said the woman after a long time.

"Yes......" Ling Haochu said calmly, in fact, if he wanted, he could see everything here as if he was dead, which had a great relationship with his origin of life and death.

The difference between life and death, between the left hand and the right hand, is the same, but different.

"You're not the one I'm waiting for...... ，...... I'm not your ......," the woman touched the handwriting on the tombstone and spoke softly.

Ling Haochu raised his head and looked over here, looking at the top of the mountain, where there were still seven or eight grave bags, emitting bursts of black gas, filled with several dead souls, two or three of them, which were very thick and could be refined into medium-grade ghost sails.

This is the best quality dead soul in the ghost peak.

"I can't find my body, I can only find this tombstone......" said the woman in white, slowly weeping again.

Ling Haochu was silent for a moment, raised his footsteps, crossed here, and walked towards the grave at the top of the mountain where the high-quality dead souls were, but just after he took a few steps, the woman in white cried faintly sadly.

"Where is my body, where is my home...... My relatives, where are you ......" The woman's voice came into Ling Haochu's mind, and Ling Haochu's footsteps paused.

"What's your name. ”

"Forgot ......," the woman wept and shook her head.

"In the future, it's called Kunxu. In Ling Haochu's words, he suddenly turned around, raised his right hand and waved forward, and the figure of the woman suddenly disappeared in this wave, and all that was left was the tomb bag with a tombstone erected.

Not long after, Ling Haochu left, he did not choose those high-quality souls, but chose this woman in white, although this woman's soul can only refine a first-grade ghost sail.

But the woman's sentence where is her home and where her relatives are, but it made Ling Haochu's heart tremble.

The process of the dead soul merging into the canvas does not need to owe too much, a whole day is enough, after merging into the ghost of the woman in white, the ghost sail of Ling Haochu has changed its color greatly and has become white.

In the white canvas, the sound of crying is heard from time to time, and when it comes to the heart, it will make the back of a white-haired woman crying in people's hearts.

At dusk on the seventh day, a jade and a simple rainbow came, penetrating layers of prohibitions, and finally floated in front of Ling Haochu, who was kneeling cross-legged in the cave.

"Ling Haochu listened to the order, went to the third cave of the sacred cow, and guarded the ......" The voice of the Golden Ox Ancestor came from the jade slip, echoing in the cave at the same time, the jade slip fell in front of Ling Haochu, motionless.

Ling Haochu opened his eyes, his eyes were calm, he picked up the jade slip, his consciousness swept away, and information came into his mind.

The ancestors of the Mixed Cave Gate have spent endless years to open up a total of seven locations in this Divine Cow Prefecture, and these seven locations are derived from the seven essence points on the body of the Outer Heaven Cow that turned into the Divine Cow Continent.

In these Seven Divine Cows**, with the help of the power of the Divine Cow, a very strong formation prohibition can be formed, and at the same time, it can bring many mysteries to the monks of the Divine Cow Continent.

Mixed Cave Gate, as early as the time of a generation of ancestors, even if the arrival of Ling Haochu was calculated, and this large-scale invasion of the Green Demon Continent was calculated, how could it not be prepared in the slightest

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