"Thank you, King Xie. An Xian stood up, tidied up his dress, knelt down solemnly, and kowtowed to Nan Rongzhen dignifiedly.

Knock one, then knock the second.

Nan Rongzhen got up to stop An Xian from continuing to kowtow.

An Xian said: "Father, my daughter is going, I am afraid that the relationship between you and my father and daughter is over, and I am afraid that there will be no chance to meet in the future." ”

Nan Rongzhen waved his hand. This is something he has known for a long time.

An Xian kowtowed again. "Father, when my daughter goes, I will definitely do my best to promote the support of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect for you, and help you ascend to the Ninety-Five Honor, so as to repay you for raising you. If your daughter doesn't do it, please don't blame your daughter, she can only do her best to obey the destiny of God. ”

Anyway, Nan Rongzhen and the Nanrong family raised themselves, so let's do something for the family.

After this incident, her flesh-and-blood relationship with the Nanrong Dynasty and Nan Rongzhen was severed.

"There you go. Nan Rongzhen waved his hand impatiently.

He didn't pin his hopes on An Xian, as long as she obediently entered the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, she would be considered to have completed her mission.

As for whether she will live or die in the future, it depends on her own creation. Even if Liyuan slashed her with a thousand knives, the Nanrong Dynasty would not raise the slightest objection.

The imperial sister Shuling will replace her and become Liyuan's favorite wife, and become the link between the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and the Nanrong Dynasty.

An Xian solemnly kowtowed to his father nine times, got up and left.

The gold and silver sent by Nan Rongzhen were not real money, but silver tickets and gold tickets that were more convenient to carry.

Money, food, and possessions, the more the merrier. Don't dislike it, take it all. Worried about theft, An Xian put all the silver and gold tickets into the ghost mound.

Now, most of the palace people no longer respect her and don't regard her as their master. She had lost several pieces of her jewelry.

As a last resort, An Xian moved all the clothes and jewelry she liked into the ghost mound for storage. Yin spiritual power has a corrosive effect on human objects, just like a burial object, if you enter the ancient tomb and take it out, it will be full of yin energy.

However, there is no other way to do it at the moment, but for the time being.

Qinglan found that most of her belongings were missing, and she panicked and came to report her peace.

An Xian said: "If it's gone, it's gone." These are things that are outside of the body. We are fortunate to be able to get out of this palace alive, so we don't want to make any extraneous troubles. He also told Qinglan that this is an ugly family, and she should not tell outsiders.

Qinglan was unwilling, but she was helpless. The situation is pressing, so I can only swallow my anger.

"Qinglan, help me find some sand red paint. An Xian commanded.

Frost red paint, this kind of thing, there are a lot of them in the palace.

As the name suggests, a large amount of ice sand is added to this lacquer, which is mainly used to paint sacrificial utensils. Smoothie has the effect of communicating aura, and it is used as lacquer, and the color is enduring. When the immortals lack materials, they will also use ice sand to make some simple low-level runes.

The Ministry of Internal Affairs didn't want to give anything to the county lord, who was already destined to never return.

Qinglan spent all the savings she had worked hard to accumulate for several years before she got back two buckets.

An Xian didn't know that these red paints were not easy to come by. She took the red paint and let Qinglan out.

An Xian crushed the yin soil brought out of the ghost mound, put it into the lacquer bucket, and stirred it carefully.

She picked up a copper spoon, dipped it in red paint with a brush, and painted it on it. She carefully brushed it several times. After making sure that the yin soil was wrapped in red lacquer and had been evenly distributed on the spoon, he stopped.

She hung the spoon from a wooden rack beside her to dry.

He picked up another golden spoon and continued to paint. After brushing the golden spoon, she got another silver spoon.

Finally, she painted a short-handled catalpa as well.

After half a day, wait for the paint to dry.

Peacefully summons out the ghost door. I took these things and walked into the ghost mound.

"Mother!" Luo Luoyan rushed in like a thrower.

An Xian threw away the spoon and the iron catalpa, picked up Luo Luo, and turned around a few times before putting it down. "Luoluo, I've come to see you. Look, what I've brought you!"

Luo Luo had already seen those red things. He picked it up the same way, "Mother, are these ghost weapons?"

"Sort of. Smoothie is inherently psychic. I've added some yin dirt to it, so you can pick it up. Can you try it?"

Lolo picked up a shovel and shoveled it on the ground. But the shovel was like a piece of paper, and it was impossible to dig into the wasteland. "Mother, this is hollow!"

Well, iron items, even with this special paint, can't be used in the ghost world.

An Xian handed the copper spoon to Luo Luo, "Try this." ”

Luo Luo took a copper spoon and poked the ground, but the result was still the same. "Mother, this won't work. ”

The gold spoon and the silver spoon have also been tried, but it still doesn't work.

An Xian couldn't help but be depressed.

Do you want to use this lacquer to cast a tool? But in that case, is it hard enough?

Luo Luo said: "Mother, don't be sad, I can also dig soil with this." Luo Luo took something out of his bosom and raised it in front of An Xian.

"Show me!" An Xian took a look, but it was a jade spoon.

Luo Luo said: "This is the spoon I used to eat when I was a child, and after I died, you brought it to me for burial." I made a ghost, and it followed. ”

An Xian asked, "You use it to dig the soil for me, and it won't break?"

Luo Luo said: "No, mother, look!" Luo Luo took the jade spoon and poked it the ground, digging a hole in the ground in a few clicks.

"Look, mother, I used this spoon to dig up the earth and build a castle here!"

An Xian followed Luo Luo's point and looked over. On a barren rock, there are fist-sized models of earthen houses.

An Xian blinked a few times. The yin soil dug out of the ground is dry. Pinch it open, crush it, and it is a grain of earth.

To pinch out this dry and hard soil and sand pinch out the shape, you need water to soften it, right?

Where is there water in this hellish place?

You can't use urine, right?

No, Lolo is a ghost and doesn't pee.

"Luo Luo, how do you knead this mud?" An Xian asked.

Before that, she had already tried to bring water from the world in. As a result, like everything else, everything in the world, except for her, the master, will become an image of nothingness when she enters here, only seeing its form, and unable to touch the substance.

The water is poured on the wasteland, and in the form of an illusion, it rolls around on the ground, and it never melts into the earth. There is an invisible force that separates everything in the human world from the ghost mound.

"That piece of dirt was wet. I dug it up, rubbed it, and it came out. Lolo said.

Peacefully found the place where Lolo said there was wet soil. Most of the wet soil was dug up by Lolo, and An Xian only found some wet soil at the edges. She picked it up a little with her fingernails and looked closely.

A wisp of dark red looms in the wet earth. An Xian sniffed again, and there was a faint smell of blood.