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"Hehe-Brother Da Qiang-" Mu Chengcheng became a little familiar with others, so he directly called his brother and called him brother, and simply didn't call him uncle, he had more points!

"I'm a monk, and I happened to pass by here, and I noticed that there seemed to be something unusual about this 'Soul Mountain', so I came to take a look-" Mu Qingcheng said with a smile.

"You're a monk, but that's the Ghost King! It's not an ordinary ghost, and ordinary monks can't beat the ghost king with high mana-" Da Zhuang was first overjoyed, and then said dejectedly, their ancestors used to be masters who could fly to the sky, and naturally knew the true comparison of strength, and the realm of the ghost king, how could ordinary monks deal with it-

"Although the realm of the Ghost King is powerful, but it is suppressed by this 'Soul Suppression Mountain', even if it can still send out power, it is definitely not strong, I should be able to deal with it-and I am just going to investigate first, if the situation is not right, I will escape immediately, and when the time comes, the Ghost King will still be suppressed, and it will not be too late for me to leave-" Mu Qingcheng said, although this is very risky, after all, the realm of the Ghost King is equivalent to the monk's 'Hexu' period.

I don't know how much power this ghost king has suppressed now, if he can still send out the strength of the god transformation stage, then Mu Chengcheng should be careful-

"This-" Da Zhuang was embarrassed, hoping that Mu Chengcheng could go, and maybe he could relieve the danger of the people in his village, but he also felt that Mu Tingcheng should not be dragged into the water, after all, this was the ghost king, not an ordinary ghost. However, he also knew that he couldn't stop Mu Tingcheng, and everything could only depend on Mu Tingcheng's own intentions.

"Don't worry—I'm just going to go in and see—" Mu Chengcheng said, turning around and going up the mountain.

"Wait—" Da Zhuang shouted.

"My ancestor was one of the Taoist leaders who suppressed the ghost king back then - after the ancestor suppressed the ghost king, he knew that he was not long dead, and the ghost king would eventually break the seal and escape, so he left us some things to deal with the ghost king, but unfortunately our descendants are useless and can't learn the skills left by our ancestors. These things are for you, and they may help you—" With that, Da Zhuang ran to the back room and took out a swarthy wooden sword.

Then the villagers all went home one after another to bring the things left by their ancestors, this one took out an old bronze mirror in his hand, the other one held a branch in his hand, and some carried a cloth bag in his hand, and the last seventy or eighty-year-old nǎinǎi told his grandson to go home and bring out a long strip of yellow cloth.

Mu Qingcheng really doubts what these things can be used for?

Poke ~ Lao Tzu probably understands why their ancestors hung up, take these things to fight with the ghost king, and they can also suppress the ghost king before hanging up, their ancestors are already very good. Auntie, are you sure that what your grandson brought out is not the cloth used by your family to cut new clothes during the Chinese New Year?

"Now I will hand over the sword left by my ancestors to you, I hope you will be okay-" Da Zhuang solemnly handed the wooden sword in his hand to Mu Qingcheng.

"Ding—Congratulations on getting a (10,000-year-old peachwood sword)."

A peach tree that has grown into a hundred years, a thousand years into a spirit, and has grown to 10,000 years is already a rare treasure, and its own quality has undergone tremendous changes.

"Rub - I can't see that it's really a treasure-" Although Mu Chengcheng can't use it, he also knows that the wooden sword made of 10,000-year-old peach wood is extremely precious, and for monks who are good at spells, asking spirits, etc., it is worth no less than three superb magic weapons, and the practical xing is still on top of the best magic weapons.

After Da Zhuang handed over the wooden sword to Mu Tingcheng, everyone else also came up one after another to hand over the treasures of their ancestors to Mu Tingcheng.

"Ding--Congratulations on getting (Yanlongmu)."

As soon as he took the branch that a villager handed to him, the system's prompt followed the name of the thing.

"Ding—Congratulations on getting ......"

…… Mu Chengcheng didn't know how many things he had received, but he remembered that the system's prompt sounded no less than thirty times, including useful, useless, precious, and waste materials.

"Young man-this is the cloth left by my ancestors, which can help you subdue the ghost king, and now I give it to you, hoping to help you defeat the ghost king-" The old nǎinǎi took the yellow cloth from his grandson's hand, and when he was old, he had some difficulty holding this cloth, but the old nǎinǎi resolutely refused to allow others to help her, saying that this was something left by her ancestors, passed down from generation to generation, and now she was going to personally deliver it to Mu Qingcheng.

Mu Qingcheng solemnly stretched out his hand to take the yellow cloth.

"Ding--Congratulations on getting an eighteen-zhang long yellow sè (spirit cloth)." Mu Qingcheng held the cloth in his hand, it was really a cloth! I thought it was some kind of fork thing.

Everyone finally handed over all the things to Mu Tingcheng and asked him to take them to subdue the ghost king.

"Pay attention to safety, these have nothing to do with you, alas~ if you can't do anything, you leave quickly, we don't blame you-" Da Zhuang sighed and said.

"Hahaha-don't worry! It's just a suppressed ghost king, I'll be fine-" Mu Tingcheng saw that these people were a little lifeless, laughed, and put on a relaxed appearance. Everyone seems to have really been infected by him, and they are no longer lifeless.

Mu Chengcheng stretched out his hand and waved at the things in front of him, and with a bang, he received these things into the NPC space in one fell swoop.

"Ding--special task items, can't be collected-" Suddenly the system's prompt sounded, and the yellow cloth stayed firmly in place, unable to receive the NPC space.

"Yay-" Mu Qingcheng looked at Huang Bu in surprise, this was the first time he had encountered something that could not be received into the NPC space! There seems to be some oddities about this thing. Mu Qingcheng asked Da Zhuang for a rope and tied this yellow cloth tightly behind him, this thing must be of some use in the future.

"I'm leaving—" Mu Chengcheng said goodbye to everyone and flew directly towards the mountain.

According to the guidance of the villagers, Mu Chengcheng knew that behind the mountain, there was an entrance that could lead directly to the bottom of the mountain, and the ghost king was suppressed at the end.

Mu Chengcheng went around and found a pitch-black hole in the mountain, which seemed to be the mouth of a hungry ghost, waiting for the people who threw themselves into the net to walk in.

"......" Mu Tingcheng entered the cave, with his Jindan period cultivation eyes, he could naturally see the road in the cave, and walked along the passage until he walked in, quietly, only Mu Tingcheng's footsteps echoed in the cave. Occasionally, a startled bat flapped its wings and flew out wildly.

Hoo-ha-ha-ha-huh-huh--h

Finally there were other sounds in the cave, which seemed to be the sound of a human exhaling and inhaling, but this sound was obviously louder and heavier, like the breathing of a giant.

Mu Chengcheng roughly estimated it, and with his speed, he should have been close to the bottom of the mountain at this time, so it was obvious that this sound was made by the suppressed ghost king.

With a jing god in his heart, Mu Qingcheng was secretly on guard, I don't know how much power this ghost king can exert now after being suppressed? If you are weaker than yourself, this is the best chance to kill the boss, and if you are too strong than yourself, you can only go back and persuade those villagers to leave.

Tread - step - step - step -

Mu Qingcheng's expression was solemn, and his steps were a little heavy, and he walked towards the bottom step by step.

Huh-ha-hh-those breathing sounds became louder, as if they sounded directly in the hearts of people, Mu Qingcheng's heartbeat involuntarily jumped with these breathing sounds, and his nerves tightened.

"No--Lao Tzu's heartbeat is too abnormal-" Mu Tingcheng suddenly found that his heartbeat became extremely abnormal with the beating of these breaths, because the frequency of this breathing sound was relatively low, so Mu Tingcheng's heartbeat also became slow, and if it continued like this, it might not be clear when his heartbeat would suddenly disappear.

"Quack quack - found - " Just as Mu Chengcheng suddenly came to his senses, a huge strange laugh came, echoing in the cave, which was really deafening.

"What's it-" Mu Qingcheng shouted, knowing in his heart that the ghost king had appeared-

"The smell of human - the smell of human - the smell of human - the smell of human beings, this king has not eaten a human for a long time-" The ghost king smiled and said happily. He already regarded Mu Tingcheng as his food.

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