Chapter 144: One Immortal Cultivates into Ten Thousand Ghosts to Cry! (2 more)

The ghost cultivators at the foot of the Moyu steps also saw that something was wrong, Zuo Kui's bitter pleading turned into a ghost crying wolf, although they slammed their heads on the Moyu steps, their hands and feet were waving like drowning people! Seeing Zuo Kui, they deflated like a leaky balloon, and at this time, the Moyu steps where they were gradually revealed the true face of Lushan, those jet-black skulls became whiter and whiter, whiter and whiter, and by the time Zuo Kui and them collapsed, they were as white as snow!

The white flowers were all skulls with hideous faces and silent laughter, and the ghost cultivators' faces turned green in shock!

Zuo Kui and the others collapsed into a cloud of black smoke, and all of them were sucked away by the skull, and the skull gradually turned black!

The black smoke was sucked up, the skulls had turned black, and the black jade steps had returned to their original state, even more crystal clear!

The ghost cultivators were silent, but the rabbit died and the fox was sad, and some ghosts made righteous accusations in the ghost group:

"Your Qingcheng faction is a decent family, how can you kill innocents indiscriminately?"

"If Qingcheng is not a decent family, you will all be gone!" Shen Gongming sneered:

"Died once, still so naΓ―ve?"

Not bothering to look at them anymore, Shen Gongming said to Pan Yang and the others: "You come in with me and wait for the arrangement!" ”

After saying that, Shen Gongming flicked his sleeves, turned around and left, and Pan Yang and the others hurriedly followed them into the huge mountain gate.

As soon as they entered the mountain gate, Pan Yang was like having crossed over, obviously looking at the dark and secluded inside the mountain gate outside, the shadows were too much to see clearly, but after they came in, the green mountains and green waters were picturesque, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant and the trees were shady!

Pan Yang couldn't believe his eyes, and when he looked back, it was dark and secluded outside the mountain gate!

Oh my God, is it so amazing? Pan Yang was just surprised, but the star fruit fairy and Qin Weiwu were moist in their eyes! After all, Pan Yang shuttles between yin and yang every day, and the star fruit fairy and Qin Weiwu have been secretly born in the netherworld every day since they died, in the dark, trembling......

Originally, because Zuo Kui's soul was gone, the star fruit fairy and Qin Weiwu were quite sad, and they inevitably had some resentment towards the Qingcheng faction. But at this time, they did not hesitate to forget that the netherworld was a jack of all trades, and there was only one thought-

Worship Qingcheng!

Shen Gongming glanced back at them: "How is the scenery of Qingcheng?" ”

Even if you die, you won't forget the skill of patting the sycophants, and more than a dozen ghost cultivators are crazy about the sycophants:

"The river is a green Luo belt, and the mountains are like jasper hairpins!"

"Lingshan is beautiful, empty and water!"

"The sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river, and the flying stream goes straight down three thousand feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way falls for nine days!"

However, the ghost has no culture, and he relies on copying poems to go all over the world!

In contrast, the star fruit fairy is much more simple, and she exclaims: "It's so beautiful! It's like a wonderland! ”

It's too much!

Can ghosts be so shameless? Pan Yang corrected the star fruit fairy very seriously: "Be confident, it seems to go!" ”

Shen Gongming pointed at Pan Yang and laughed, Pan Yang looked left and right with a weak heart: I already know that you are your own ghost!

Don't laugh, don't laugh, let the ghosts see it!

"The beautiful scenery of Qingcheng is maintained by the [Ten Thousand Skull Ladder] these Zhenshan [magic weapons]!" Shen Gongming glanced at them meaningfully: "The Ten Thousand Skull Heavenly Ladder continues to devour the Yin Qi in exchange for this picturesque landscape!" ”

Suddenly, the faces of the ghost cultivators stiffened, and the yin qi devoured by the Ten Thousand Skull Heavenly Ladder also included Zuo Kui and them......

It's scary to think about!

"If you want to become an immortal, you must cut off your benevolence!" Shen Gongming nodded at them earnestly: "The Netherworld is different from the Yang Realm, because we all died once!" So, we want to live even more!

"Cultivating immortals depends on aura!

"There is no aura in the netherworld, so you can only rely on yin!

"Where does yin come from?

"When the soul is gone, it will turn into the purest yin qi!

"We are dead, the soul has come to the netherworld, the wood demon wants to kill us, the hairy demon wants to kill us, the feather demon wants to kill us, the scale demon wants to kill us, and even the demons who are the same kind want to kill us! If we don't become a ghost cultivator, even this netherworld is consuming our merits and evil qi all the time, and after we finish it, we will all dissipate our souls and turn into yin qi! All things have spirits, but all spirits turn into yin in the netherworld!

"If we want to cultivate immortals, we need yin qi, lots and lots of yin qi! So...... One immortal cultivates into ten thousand ghosts and cries!

"I will only say these words to you once, if you can pass the three levels, you will naturally understand this truth!"

Shen Gongming's words silenced all the ghosts, including Pan Yang, Kong Zhenren had always taken him to practice with paper money or something, and now he knew how bloody it was to cultivate immortals in the netherworld......

Shen Gongming introduced them to the Xinxiu Pavilion, the architectural style of the Xinxiu Pavilion is actually no different from the Yang Realm, the biggest difference is that there is a huge sand table in the middle, and the mountains, rivers, flowers and trees on the sand table are all made like the real thing, which is much higher than the model art level in the sales offices in the Yang Realm.

"Thousands of miles around Qingcheng are here!" Shen Gongming pointed his hand: "Do you see the flash?" ”

The ghost cultivators all said that they saw it, and there were countless flashes of light in the sand table, blue, purple, and black, of which the blue was the most, a large patch of dense turns, and purple was dotted between the blue.

The black is the least, and the ones are all on the edge of the sand table.

"These points of light are wood demons." Shen Gongming drew a circle around Qingcheng Mountain on the sand table, there was not a single point of light within a hundred miles of Qingcheng Mountain, blue points of light began to appear a hundred miles away, there were purple points of light five hundred miles away, and as for the black points of light were at the edge of the sand table, it should be thousands of miles away.

"Even though the Wood Devils have been able to get rid of the earth and wander around, their nature still makes them like to take root in one place, which makes it easier for us to record, so the Wood Devils within a radius of thousands of miles are basically here.

"As for the hairy demons, feather demons, and scale demons, it is impossible to record them, because once they become demons, they like to hunt.

"Wherever you go, you eat.

"However, they don't dare to easily approach within five hundred miles of Qingcheng Mountain, they are more harmful than the Wood Demon, and the Qingcheng disciples will be wiped out immediately once they find out." Shen Gongming pointed to the area between a hundred and five hundred miles: "Your first level is to take a blue demon heart and come back to your life within seven days!"

"Pay attention to three things!

"First, I only accept ten Demon Hearts, and I won't accept any more!

"Second, bring back one blue demon heart for the outer disciples, and bring back ten blue demon hearts or one purple demon heart for the inner disciples! If I first collect the ten blue hearts of the ten ghosts, and the ghosts bring back two blue hearts, the last two of the first ten ghosts will be eliminated! If another ghost brings back a purple demon heart, all the first ten ghosts will be eliminated! But anyone who brings back the purple demon heart will be admitted as an inner disciple! In short, it's eight words, the more the merrier, purple first!

"Third, no ghost will be responsible for your life and safety, whether you can survive or not depends on yourself!"