When Sanzang and Huiming got closer, they found that this group of people was not simple, all the people inside were cultivators, and basically the weakest cultivation was the fifth layer of qi.

Seeing the appearance of Sanzang and Huiming, the group looked at them vigilantly.

"Amitabha! all the donors are polite, poor monk Sanzang, this is my apprentice Huiming, the two of us want to go to the capital of the Great Cangguo, but now we are lost, I wonder if you can show us the way?"

Sanzang saw that this group of people was worried about what bad people they were, so he smiled and took the lead in introducing the two of them.

A middle-aged man in the crowd waved his hand and motioned for everyone to relax.

"In Xia Wuchang, it is a person from the capital of Dacang Kingdom, since the master is going to the capital of Dacang Kingdom, then I can point out the way. ”

The middle-aged man stepped forward and smiled and spoke.

"Amitabha! Thank you so much for the donor, and I hope the donor will give us some pointers. ”

Sanzang smiled and thanked the middle-aged man.

"The master is the fastest way to go east from here, but after walking ten miles here, you will reach the Ghost Gate Pass, so I don't want the master to take this road. ”

"And after five miles of walking, there will be a fork in the road, from where the master will go to the right, and although it will take five more days, it will be very safe. ”

The middle-aged man pointed out the specific path to Sanzang and explained which path was easy to take.

"I don't know what kind of place the donor is talking about, and what is the danger?"

When Sanzang heard the word "ghost gate", he suddenly became interested.

The middle-aged man shook his head and said:

"I advise the master not to go to the Ghost Gate, the Ghost Gate Pass is a dead place, stretching for eight hundred miles, it is full of ghosts, corpse demons, even some powerful beings in the Ning Yuan Realm dare not enter easily, so it is called the Ghost Gate. ”

"But ......"

The middle-aged man's last sentence only aroused Sanzang's curiosity even more.

"But what?"

Sanzang asked curiously.

"Forget it! It's not a good thing to say. ”

The middle-aged doesn't seem to be going to say it.

"Donor, just say it, otherwise the poor monk will have an obsession in his heart, and the donor will be guilty. ”

Sanzang expressed a great desire to listen.

It seemed that he was relieved by Sanzang's words, and the middle-aged man said:

"There are not only ghosts and corpses in the Ghost Gate, but also a spirit called the Ghost Spirit Spirit, which seems to be a small person the size of a palm, emitting blue light all over its body. ”

"The ghost spirit essence has a pure Taiyin aura, it is a great supplement that cultivators in the Mortal Realm need, and a ghost spirit spirit spirit can even be sold for tens of thousands of silver taels!"

Sanzang's eyes shone with a line of light.

"Thank you for the benefactor's advice, the poor monk has taken his leave!"

Sanzang took Huiming to the path pointed out by the middle-aged man, and when he left, Sanzang looked at a carriage hiding in the woods far away.

"I said Wuchang, why do you want to tempt those two monks to go to the Ghost Gate?"

After Sanzang and the others left, a young man walked up to the middle-aged man and questioned him with a displeased face.

"Hmph! Lao Tzu was humiliated by the monks, so he didn't like them, besides, I didn't let them go to the ghost face pass, as for whether they would go or not, that's their own business. Hahaha!"

The middle-aged man laughed and left.

The young man frowned slightly as he looked at the direction in which Sanzang and the two were leaving.

And in the carriage in the distance, an old man with crane hair and a child's crown opened his mouth and said to a young and beautiful woman in front of him:

"These two are not simple, and your slave doesn't know it's causing trouble. ”

The woman spoke.

"The look he gave when he was leaving had already explained that I was going to handle it myself, it wasn't easy, and I couldn't even see through him. ”

The old man continued:

"That little monk is already at the peak of his qi entry at a young age, and his cultivation has even been tempered several times, which is a few points stronger than some cultivators of the Condensing Yuan Realm. And I can't see through the old monk, no matter how I look at it, I feel that he is just an ordinary person, but he can easily see through the two of us, which shows the horror of his strength. ”

There was no wave on the woman's face, but she said in surprise:

"When I get to the house, I will depose the slave and throw him out of the house. ”

The old man was silent, closed his eyes and sat down.

"Master, what about that man's tricking us? We don't seem to have offended him, do we?"

Hui Ming said suspiciously.

"Who knows? Maybe it's sick!"

Sanzang said casually.

"And what kind of disease does he have?"

Hui Ming asked.

"Neurotic!"

Sanzang pursed his lips, he still wanted to pit himself because of the IQ of that thing, but he didn't know who the old man was. In the end, I gave their master a wake-up call, thinking that it would be uncomfortable to come to that product in the future.

Since the last incident with the bewitching white-haired shemale, Sanzang has found a lot of differences in himself.

As the system says, after practicing invincible magic skills, you are invincible. As for what kind of invincible method, Sanzang can't say clearly, anyway, Sanzang only knows that as long as he thinks, he can observe the things in the sky, as long as he thinks about it, he can smash the mountains and even the earth with his bare hands, and Sanzang feels that it seems that no matter what can hurt him, but he doesn't know how not to hurt the law.

But there is still one thing, Sanzang is certain, his lifespan has not changed, after Sanzang is strong at the moment, he can feel that his life seems to be passing endlessly, but he can't stop the passage of this life.

However, the system has said that he can cultivate this world's immortal method to increase his lifespan. Therefore, Sanzang planned to wait for the completion of the recreation of the immeasurable, and then he would start to cultivate the exercises of this world.

Ten miles of road said that it was not far, but it was not close, Sanzang and Huiming knew the road and accelerated their pace, and it didn't take an hour to arrive.

When they got closer, Sanzang and Huiming could be regarded as seeing the ghost gate.

The sun-drenched mountains and forests suddenly disappeared, replaced by withered bald trees, barren hills, and white fog.

"Master! This is the ghost gate! Is there really any ghost spirit in it? That's 10,000 taels of silver!"

Hui Ming was not frightened by this strange scenery in the slightest, but looked at the depths of the fog with excitement.

"I'll say okay first, let's get ninety-one points. ”

Sanzang said.

"Eighty-two, I'm eight, you're two. ”

The little monk Huiming glared at Sanzang and spoke.

"Six-four, I'm six, you're four. ”

Sanzang also glared at Huiming.

"Five or five equals!"

"Deal!"

The two hit it off and walked in towards the ghost gate.

"Speaking of which, master, how long will it take us to go out?"

As he walked, Huiming suddenly spoke.

"Just now the man said that this ghost gate is eight hundred miles away, why should it take three or four days!"

Sanzang replied.

"Can I tell me something?"

"What's the matter?"

Sanzang looked at Huiming, how do you think this kid talks a lot today!

Huiming looked at Sanzang with wide eyes and said:

"Master, we're done with our dry food this morning!"

"Oh!"

Sanzang first answered flatly, but then shouted:

"What did you say?"

Hui Ming spoke again:

"I said we're running out of dry food!"