"There are still some storefronts up front.."

Seeing Zhang Feng, the monk didn't say much, and didn't ask anything, but pointed to the corner in front of him, "There are also a lot of rare objects there." ”

"Hmm."

Zhang Feng didn't say much, leaving here first is the king's way.

Wait until you come to a little farther away.

Then turn into the hallway of a nearby house.

Zhang Feng swept back with his spiritual sense, and saw that the stall owner did not shout to follow, so he calmed down a little, knowing that the person was the same as he guessed, and he probably didn't know the strangeness of this map.

Then the ownership is completely theirs, and there is no messy follow-up events.

But now that I have left the stall, there are fewer people who may have a conflict with one side.

The monk couldn't help but be curious while finding a clean place to sit down, and said to Zhang Feng, who was holding the map in his hand: "Fellow Daoist, what did you buy this map for?" Such maps are everywhere in ghost towns, but they are basically deceptive...

I can't say it, he just found someone to draw one at random, and then added oil and vinegar, hoping that the 'destined person' would buy it."

When he said this, he felt that the word "destined person" was a little wrong, and he gave it up a little apologetically.

"But there is also an unwritten rule in the ghost town, that is, no matter who buys or sells, the people next to them must not persuade each other and not disturb the stall owner's business. Because I've seen a lot of people fight for this...

And I didn't see a lot of low-grade spirit stones, so I didn't have to make any extra trouble for this matter."

The monk said that he didn't want to offend another monk for the sake of the friend he had just met.

After all, he still didn't know if Zhang Feng knew the 'West City Lord', so he didn't want to risk it.

"Buy it and try it." Zhang Feng put away the map, and did not say much about the map to the monk, but asked another thing: "Who is the monk with the highest realm in the city?" ”

Zhang Feng said, also wanting to know who the top masters in the ghost town are.

In this way, when you will do things and kill people, you will also have a foundation in your heart.

"A year ago, there was a great monk who had a golden pill consummation... He's the lord of a ghost town.." After the monk heard Zhang Feng's question, he did not hide the past that the monks of the ghost town all knew.

"It's just that a year ago, after that senior broke through to Yuanying, he seemed to feel that the aura of the ghost town was not enough for him to stay for a long time, so he left here and wanted to go to the outside world to find other secret realms.

In addition to this senior, there have been many Yuanying seniors who have left the ghost town for thousands of years and gone to other places to cultivate.

And when they leave, they rarely come back.

Unless it's the monks of the ghost town who have obtained some treasure. When they hear the news, they will come back to take a look, or ask the disciples under their disciples to come and buy it."

"Yes." Zhang Feng did not hide anything in his words, and said bluntly,

"The area that stretches for more than ten miles is indeed not as good as the mountains and rivers of the outside world. If it were me, if I broke through the Yuanying, and when I realized that the aura of this place was not enough to make people nostalgic, I would go to the outside world to walk around and travel around. ”

"Fellow Daoist whisper.." When the monk heard Zhang Feng say that the ghost town was 'small', he was a little anxious and said, "Although the ghost town is not big... But the monks of the ghost town have a small heart, and they are very taboo for outsiders to say that the ghost town is not as good as the outside world. It's all because in their hearts, the ghost town is a fairy land, a fairy city."

"Immortal City.." Zhang Feng glanced at the gray ghost sky around him, "It is indeed an immortal city, everything here is incompatible with the mortal world. ”

"I.." The monk muttered a few words, but he really didn't know what to reply, and Zhang Feng was too right, so he simply didn't mention this topic, but pointed to the west and said, "If you don't want to go around, go around."

As he spoke, there was a little more stammering in his words, "Then let's go to the West City Lord together?" ”

"What realm is the West City Lord?" Zhang Feng looked at him.

Does he recognize him? The monk was a little curious, but he didn't hide it, "Jin Dan Xiaocheng." ”

"Let's go." Zhang Feng raised his feet and walked forward.

The monk leads the way.

Zhang Feng entered the city and scanned the surrounding streets.

I also saw that the difference between this place and the outside world is that there are more private houses and residences, and there are fewer entertainment buildings and vendors.

And this city is basically still ten rooms and nine empty.

At this time, there were only a few monks wandering the streets, or standing on the side of the road talking.

According to the monk, there were only about 5,000 qi practitioners in the city.

Compared with the relatively large city, the population is indeed too small.

Of course, there is also a big reason why many monks do not like the atmosphere of the ghost town and leave the place.

These people make up a large number.

It's just that after they leave the ghost town, they usually go to the deep mountains and old forests to cultivate, or travel overseas in the Central Plains, and it is difficult to see them.

At least Zhang Feng now only knew that he was near that province, and only Daochang Chen lived with the monk who rescued Yicheng three years ago.

"In front of it is the mansion of the Lord of the West City.."

After nearly seven more streets.

The Monk pointed to a large mansion ahead.

Zhang Feng looked over and saw that this mansion was about more than 4,000 square meters, and there were eight large courtyards in and out of it, which was indeed wide enough.

Outside the mansion, there is also a pair of dragons carved from pure jade, cross-kneeled in front of the mansion.

In front of the door, there are two foundation monks standing on the left and right, looking around at the pedestrians.

Pedestrians pass by the door, and they all clasp their fists in the direction of the mansion before walking slowly.

Zhang Feng saw it, walked over generously, and hugged his fist towards the two, "Yicheng Zhang Feng, see the Lord of the West City if you have something." ”

"Where is Yicheng?"

"Zhang Feng?"

When the two heard what Zhang Feng said, they didn't know anything.

But I only heard that Zhang Feng was looking for his master, but because he didn't know who Zhang Feng was, he didn't dare to slack off, and one of them went in to spread the word.

After a short time, the guards respectfully led a thin young monk in a red robe out of the mansion.

"I'm the lord of the ghost town west." The young monk's words were hoarse.

At this point, he asked, "I remember that one of my monks was also from the city of Italy. I don't know if this Taoist friend is looking for me, but what about him? ”

Chen Daochang is in the power of the West City Lord, and he is a general who only joined.

So when the Lord of the West City heard that someone from Yicheng was coming, he came out in person and gave Chen Daochang enough face.

But before Zhang Feng could answer.

The monks on the road, including the monks who led the way for Zhang Feng, all saluted in unison when they saw the Lord of the West City leaving the palace.

"I've seen the Lord of the West City.."

They clasped their fists and saluted, their eyes respectful.

Zhang Feng glanced at them, then looked at the Xicheng Lord with a calm expression and said, "The reason why I came here is also for the sake of Daochang Chen. ”

Zhang Feng said, while signaling the leading monk to retreat, he said to the Xicheng Lord who was waiting for his next words: "It's a pity, he killed the people of my chamber of commerce, and I also killed him." And his head and body, I will pay tribute to my brother. It can't be brought to the West City Lord. ”

"You!"

"Bold?!"

"The little Chamber of Commerce president, how dare you kill my ghost town monk?"

The nearby monks who heard this were furious, but they felt incredible, they didn't expect that someone would come to the door to find the West City Lord?

You must know that the lord of the West City has been crisscrossing the ghost city for a hundred years, but he really uses the strength of Jindan to power the side, and he cannot be adulterated.

"He must have colluded with the cheap life and killed Senior Brother Chen with a firearm!" The guard's eyes were even more blood-red, and he glared at Zhang Feng fiercely, eager to eat Zhang Feng's meat and drink Zhang Feng's blood now!

Because Daochang Chen is his fellow brother, only the two of them are left in their sect now.

'He... Didn't he know each other..' When the guiding monk heard what Zhang Feng said, his heart trembled even more, as if the next moment he would be frightened by the Dao heart that had been condensed for decades!

Because he thought of a lot of reasons why Zhang Feng came to the West City Lord, but he didn't expect that Zhang Feng was here to blatantly 'kill and take revenge'.

Especially listen to what Zhang Feng said.

This outsider seems to be the president of a small city in the mortal world?

It's even bigger!

How can there be outsiders and mortals, people who kill their ghost towns?

And when the West City Lord heard that Zhang had blocked his people, his eyes narrowed, "President of the Yicheng Chamber of Commerce.. Zhang Feng? Haven't heard of it.. But maybe there's something to do.'

He thought in his heart, and after looking left and right at the angry monks nearby, he didn't get angry, but invited Zhang Feng with a smile: "I think there may be some misunderstanding between me and Daoyou... Now, why don't you go into the house? ”

"Into the house?" Zhang Feng looked at the West City Lord who was sincerely invited, and suddenly smiled and said, "The City Lord has an invitation, so let's talk about it." After the narrative, I still have to leave for the ghost town, there is still something to do. ”

"Well, there is no need to leave in a hurry." The lord of the West City led Zhang Feng into the mansion, and then looked at the four peak monks who rushed to the courtyard and said, "Prepare tea, there are distinguished guests in the mortal world." ”

"Yes." The four monks nodded and looked at Zhang Feng beside the West City Lord with a smile.

But at the moment when Zhang Feng returned the salute, passed by them again, and turned his back to them.

The four monks suddenly made a move, pinched the spell together, and attacked Zhang Feng's back!

"Clumsy!" The Lord of the West City also retreated to the side, and with one hand and a finger, a flying sword shot out from the mansion and stabbed Zhang Feng's heart!

For a while, there was a loud 'boom', the ground shook, and the aura and rubble exploded, accompanied by the screams of the four monks, which also attracted the attention of all the monks in the vicinity of the city.

"Reiki fluctuations.. It is the mansion of the Lord of the West Castle! ”

"The West City Lord and the rest of the City Lords are fighting? Or is it a foreign monk who doesn't have long eyes? ”

They sensed the direction of the aura fluctuations, and they all rushed in unison.

If the offender is a low-level person, they are also ready to join forces with the West City Lord to kill the enemy, wanting to curry favor in front of the West City Lord.

But when more than 100 of them came to the door of the mansion, they saw that the West City Lord in the air was not only resisting the enemy with difficulty, but also performing his famous stunt, 'Fire Dragon Breath Kill!' ’

Suddenly, the fire aura in this place boiled, and in just a short moment, a fire dragon with a length of more than 100 meters was formed, attacking Zhang Feng, who was in mid-air and killed a foundation building monk.

Zhang Feng saw the fire dragon attacking, the aura in his body was running, and his right hand only held the knife and slashed out, but it carried the momentum of the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth, and at the moment of 'boom', the wind and sand stirred up the sky, and the sword qi was condensed, and the fire dragon was strangled into ripples and dissipated, and the wind and sand shrouded the mansion!

In an instant, the dust and sand dissipated.

The crowd gathered around saw that the four foundation building monks who had been following the West City Lord for many years had already died and were buried under the rubble.

The Lord of the West City also had one arm cut off at the shoulder, his body was stained with blood, his vitality dissipated, and he leaned in front of a broken wall.

"The Lord of the West City is dead." All the monks looked at everything in front of them in a daze, but they didn't expect that the West City Lord, who had been crisscrossing the ghost city for a hundred years, would be easily killed today.

Zhang Feng took the knife and cut off the head of the Lord of the West City, turned around and glanced at the hundreds of monks near the outside of the mansion, his momentum was awe-inspiring, "Now that the West City is my Zhang Feng is the master, are you dissatisfied with the ghost city?" ”