Xudu, a partial peace in the huge Zhongzhou, a city far away in the north, through this place, you can enter the legendary ghost world.

Outside the city of Xudu is a wasteland, except for some mountains and lakes, there is no end in sight, the trees are overgrown with weeds, and there is no regularity and neatness to speak of.

Of course, there are roads, but they are just obscured by vegetation.

In the city, there is a peaceful and harmonious scene.

The legendary ghost town does not look any different from other cities on the surface, nor does it have any weirdness, and the residents live and work in peace and contentment.

At this moment, outside the city of Xudu, the space above fluctuated slightly, and black cracks appeared, as if the sky had been torn apart.

"It's worthy of a ghost town, so rich in yin."

A clear and gentle voice sounded, and Mu Qingxiao stepped out of the space door, looking at the city at his feet in front of him, a flash of curiosity flashed in his eyes.

Even if you stand at a height of thousands of meters, you can feel the cold breath around you, and only in this cold area can ghosts dare to live outside unscrupulously.

Since stepping into the path of cultivating immortals, he has seen all kinds of strange things, and he has seen a lot of ghosts, but the city where ghosts live, he has seen it for the first time.

In other planes, ghosts are a symbol of evil, and in the eyes of most living beings, ghosts are an outlier.

As a result, some forces do not allow this kind of thing to exist at all, and only the Immortal Sword Plane is relatively special.

The Six Realms are equal!

Looking at the harmonious city below, Mu Qingxiao's eyes raised slightly, and at the end of his sight, at the back of the city, was a splendid palace.

On the golden plaque of the palace, the three words "Ghost Palace" are engraved with the words "Ghost Palace".

"Interesting."

Retracting his gaze, a smile appeared at the corner of Mu Qingxiao's mouth, the space was slightly distorted, and a figure appeared at the gate of the city.

Looking at the two black fonts of 'Xudu' on the city gate, Mu Qingxiao's eyes were on the closed city gate, and the next second his gaze changed, and the figure appeared in the city.

All of a sudden, my ears were filled with noise.

Although it is far away from the human race, the ghost race also has its own living environment, which is undoubtedly the same as ordinary people.

Standing on the street, the harmonious scenes Mu Qingxiao saw were all real, but their identities had changed, and the human race had been replaced by the ghost race.

Walking on the street, Mu Qingxiao did not hide his figure, wearing a white shirt, a jade belt and a jade pendant, and his black hair fluttering in the wind, so he attracted a series of complicated eyes.

Of course, complicated is complicated, and the ghost clan can naturally detect that he is a human race, and immediately retracts his gaze, and does not make trouble, but sits up his own business.

There are no hideous and terrifying faces, and even all kinds of disgusted eyes, some are just calm and complex.

It seems that they also yearn for a peaceful life, and it is not strange for the Terran monks to enter the ghost town.

If the ghosts break into the Terran city, the situation may be very bad, and it is good that the monks do not attack it in groups.

Although the Six Realms are equal, there is constant friction in the secret, and the various races often cause some skirmishes.

It is completely impossible to live in harmony.

Walking on the street, I looked at it casually, and there were a lot of good things in the street stalls.

Don't look at the ghost clan showing a harmonious picture, but these stalls are not good stubble, or they are all ghost cultivators, and some of them are also very strong.

Unlike the Terrans, ordinary people are destined to be ordinary people.

And the ghost clan is different, even if it is the most edge of the ghost world, the ghosts living in the ghost city have a cultivation that is not weak.

Scanning his eyes around the stall, Mu Qingxiao found that there were a lot of good things in it, and even many kinds of high-grade elixirs.

The stall owners who have high-grade elixirs are basically some powerful ghost cultivators.

In the Zhongzhou region, all kinds of blessed lands are occupied by the Xianmen, even if it is not within the scope of the Xianmen, the elixir is also picked up, and it is impossible to keep it waiting for you to pick it.

But the regions of the ghost clan are different, their cultivation relies on yin qi, all kinds of special elixirs, and the human race cultivates immortal elixirs, and they can't use them ninety percent.

Therefore, the elixir in the stall was also used to sell to the human race.

"Childe, I fancy that elixir, it was all picked recently, and the price is cheap."

The stall owner is an old man, whose strength is comparable to that of Yuanying Monk, seeing that Mu Qingxiao has an extraordinary temperament, he said with a smile at the moment, but there was no flattering meaning in his tone.

They are all the territory of the ghost clan, and they are not afraid of the human monks.

Moreover, the Terran monks did not dare to mess around here.

Mu Qingxiao's eyes fell on the purple flowers on the stall, and said, "Soul Nourishing Flower, eight-grade elixir, you can't see this kind of elixir in the interior of Zhongzhou." ”

"Childe has a good eye, he has a lot of status in the Terran Immortal Gate, right?"

"I'm not from the Immortal Sect, I'm just a casual cultivator, how can I sell soul nourishing flowers?"

A hint of surprise flashed in the old man's cloudy eyes, but he didn't have any bad thoughts, daring to come to the ghost town alone, it definitely has a background.

As for whether Mu Qingxiao is from the Immortal Sect or not, his status has nothing to do with him at all.

"The Soul Nourishing Flower is an eight-grade elixir, and I don't kill my son, fifty ghost pills, or a high-level ghost cultivation method, in the entire ghost city, I will definitely not find a second soul Nourishing Flower."

The soul nourishing flower is also a relatively high-grade elixir among the eight-grade elixirs.

This elixir is extremely rare, and it can be refined into a soul-nourishing pill, which can nourish the soul, and it is a rare good thing for monks whose souls are damaged.

Ghost Pill, Mu Qingxiao knew that the Dan type condensed by the extremely cold aura was conducive to the cultivation of the ghost clan.

As for the ghost clan's mental method, this kind of thing is also a very rare existence, and it is generally only possessed by powerful ghost cultivators, or by ghost clan forces.

It can be seen that the old man is the same kind of person as him, and he does not belong to any strength, of course, this is Mu Qingxiao's own speculation.

"I don't have the ghost pill for the time being, as for the ghost monk's mental method, I am a human race, and I don't have that kind of thing."

After that, Mu Qingxiao thought for a while and said, "I'm here the next day, by the way, in the ghost city, can't the Terran coins be used?" ”

Hearing this, the old man glanced at him strangely and said, "The Underworld Coin or the Ghost Pill is a universal currency. ”

Nodding thoughtfully, Mu Qingxiao turned around and left, there were no two things on him, such as no money in the Terran city.

It's hard to move an inch without money, so you can't just grab it just because of your high cultivation, and it will definitely cause a commotion when the time comes.

Although Mu Qingxiao is not afraid, there are always benefits to being low-key.

Moreover, he has his own purpose, the elixir can be bought later, but the fire spirit bead must be obtained as soon as possible.

After thinking about it, Mu Qingxiao looked up at the splendid palace at the end of the capital city, and the 'Ghost Palace' was only inhabited by ghost king-level ghosts.

The ghost king is in the ghost world, which is equivalent to the emperor of the human race.

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(End of chapter)