Ling Zheng quickly picked up the contents of Wang Peng's corpse, and then burned his body with a talisman and sprinkled the ashes down the mountain stream.

After that, Ling Zheng flew into the cave, packed up his Dan furnace, medicinal materials, etc., and didn't care about washing away the foul smell and poisonous water all over his body, and after blessing the Fengxing Talisman, he directly hid his breath and ran away.

About two hours later, an old man dressed in a gorgeous purple robe with a gloomy vulture face flew here.

The old man carefully inspected the surroundings, and then entered the cave that Ling Zheng had opened on the cliff earlier.

He sniffed it carefully, and said to himself with a gloomy face: "The medicinal materials for refining the Barrier Breaking Pill are all thousands of years old? Except for Peng'er's True Yuan Breath, there is no other True Yuan Breath?"

"There are traces of formations...... the old man glanced around, and Lingjue carefully examined: "Could it be that Peng'er was killed by a formation mage who has not yet built a foundation?"

Thinking of this, the old man suddenly became furious, and after rushing out of the cave, he raised his hand and shot out a huge purple wheel, shattering the cliff alive.

The shattered rocks fell into the mountain stream, completely burying Wang Peng's ashes.

Because after killing Wang Peng, he vaguely sensed the danger, and Ling Zheng fled for nearly three days before he stopped by a very wide river.

The poisonous water that had been stained on his body before had been dried, but Rao was like this, and Ling Zheng still emitted a foul smell. Ling Zheng knew that he was disgusting, and after taking off and burning the clothes on his body, he jumped into the river and took a bath.

Although it is now almost winter, the river is already a little cold. But Ling Zheng didn't care, he lay on his back at the bottom of the river, closed his breath and closed his eyes, thinking about the previous battle, digesting what he had learned in that battle.

In order to contend with cultivators who have cultivated far beyond themselves, one must make the most of what one qiē can use. It can be said that if it weren't for the poisonous swamp and poisonous insects under the mountain stream, Ling Zheng would probably have fled the moment he saw Wang Peng play the Thunder Monument Town Protection Technique.

If you do the math, Wang Peng is already the third Foundation Building Realm cultivator who died under Ling Zheng. Ling Zheng only felt that he had been killing people for self-preservation, without self-satisfaction or self-blame.

Lying at the bottom of the river, feeling the round and hard pebbles beneath him, and the swimming fish swimming around him from time to time, Ling Zheng gradually entered a rather empty and strange state.

His vision was blurred for a while, and then he seemed to vaguely see a closed phantom gate, which was carved with dense lines, and all kinds of light were constantly flickering.

Subconsciously, Ling Zheng wanted to reach out and push the phantom door open, but just by reaching out and touching the door, Ling Zheng felt as if his head was about to explode.

"Knock knock!"

There was a burst of bubbles on the surface of the river, and then Ling Zheng burst out of the river and landed on the shore coughing continuously.

Having just completed the feat of crossing the Great Realm to kill a Foundation Realm cultivator, and now choking on water under the river as a cultivator, Ling Zheng felt that he was really funny.

The illusion he saw just now, Ling Zheng didn't pay attention to it. He took out a clean set of clothes from the storage ring, put them on, and continued to fly east.

Because he was disturbed by alchemy in an inaccessible place before, and then killed someone, Ling Zheng has a long memory this time. After thinking about it, Ling Zheng found a city inhabited by mortals and completely suppressed his own aura. Then, very calmly, he walked into the city.

He was already handsome, and he had been with Ning Qianhe for more than a month before, so he was somewhat bookish, and under his deliberate posture, he really looked like a young scholar in white who had just reached the age of the crown.

Walking into the city, Ling Zheng walked directly to the largest restaurant in the city after inquiring about the way. Because his appearance is very capable of bluffing, there are many women with bold personalities who unabashedly flattered him, which made Ling Zheng, who had blatantly strangled Wang Peng before, his face slightly red.

Unconsciously, Ling Zheng actually thought of Zhao Yanran. I don't know how she is doing now after more than a month.

After entering the restaurant, Ling Zheng ordered two side dishes and a pot of wine, and sat in a window position, listening to the chatting of the diners in the restaurant.

In the city where mortals live, no one talked about the matter of the cultivation realm, it was nothing more than some things about the Zhang family, the Li family, and the three toads and six eyes. Ling Zheng listened to the compound for an hour, and he didn't feel impatient in his heart, but he just thought it was interesting.

When checking out, Ling Zheng gave Xiao Er a piece of broken silver and asked if anyone in the city wanted to sell the big house.

Although Xiao Er is young, he is a jack of all trades. After receiving the silver covertly, he reported to Ling Zheng more than a dozen houses in the city that he wanted to sell in one go, and even told Ling Zheng the price.

Ling Zheng heard that the dozen or so mansions that Xiao Er said were basically new mansions located in the downtown area, and most of them were not conducive to his long-term alchemy, so he asked, "Is there a more secluded mansion?" ”

Xiao Er hesitated a little, and then said: "There is a secluded house. But ......"

Ling Zheng thought that the money was not enough, and handed over a piece of broken silver. Xiao Er didn't accept the unexpected income, but said in a low voice: "That house is haunted, and several families have bought it before, but they all lived for less than a day, and they were so scared that they fled overnight." Therefore, that house is quite famous in our city. ”

"Haunted house?"

After listening to Xiao Er's words, Ling Zheng suddenly became interested, stretched out his hand and stuffed the broken silver to Xiao Er, asked where the house was, and how to buy the house, and then slowly walked out of the restaurant.

The ghost house that Xiao Er said was very famous in this city, and after just a few inquiries, he learned the residence of his owner.

The owner of the ghost mansion was a middle-aged merchant with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, and after Ling Zheng explained his intentions, he hurriedly sold the house to Ling Zheng for fifty taels of gold.

After that, the middle-aged businessman reluctantly sent Ling Zheng to the place where the haunted mansion was, and after getting Ling Zheng's permission, he ran away with a smoke and disappeared.

The area around this haunted house is indeed very quiet, the whole street is silent, there are no pedestrians, and compared to the rest of the city, it seems like two worlds.

Ling Zheng was very satisfied with the surrounding environment, and then he played out a Heavenly Eye Talisman and blessed it on his body, then turned his gaze to the ghost house.

Under the glance of the Heavenly Eye Technique, the entire haunted mansion was filled with an oppressive yin aura. But the strength of this yin qi is not very high, presumably even if there is something yin in it, Ling Zheng can dispel it.

After all, cultivators are different from the Taoist priests in the mortal world, and naturally there are many ways to restrain these shady things.

After opening the door of the haunted mansion with the key he had obtained earlier, Ling Zheng stepped in, but as soon as he stepped in, he felt a dark wind sweep through and slammed the door behind him shut.

If it was a mortal, most of them would be shocked. But Ling Zheng felt very interesting, most of the gloomy things in this house were because he suppressed his breath to almost nothing, and mistook him for a mortal.

Ling Zheng's age was not very old, but at this moment, he actually had a playful heart, and after smiling, he slowly walked to the depths of the house and began to observe the environment of the house.

Relatively speaking, the environment of this haunted house is still very good. The area is very large, not to mention the regular layout, and even the furniture is very new. made Ling Zheng feel that his fifty taels of gold were really worth it.

After that, Ling Zheng walked around the main hall of the house, and was about to walk out, but he felt a gust of wind above his head, and when he looked up, he saw a terrifying woman with seven orifices bleeding, an elongated tongue, and a pale face, staring at him with resentment.

The woman's face was extremely close, and if it were a mortal, the timid would probably be directly scared to death. But Ling Zheng just smiled, reached out and gently stroked the face of the woman who looked terrifying a few times, only to feel stiff and cold in his hand.

It didn't matter if it was touched, but the woman's face seemed to be startled, and a piercing girl's scream came out, almost startling Ling Zheng.

Ghosts scary people become people scary ghosts.

Although Ling Zheng was surprised, his shot was not ambiguous, and he reached out to knock out a few first-order yang attribute talismans, sealing the surroundings.

Yang attribute power is the nemesis of such yin things.

The terrifying woman's face was so frightened by Ling Zheng that she fell off the beam, and she fell very weakly. She was originally about to escape, but she saw that the surrounding area had been sealed by layers of golden light, and she couldn't run.

First startled, and now with anxiety, the girl who originally looked terrifying sat directly on the ground and cried.

The corners of Ling Zheng's eyebrows jumped wildly, and he looked at the "female ghost" who wanted to scare him before, and secretly slandered himself.

It's embarrassing to come out and scary?

But in addition to slandering, Ling Zheng also noticed that although this girl was not a ghost, the yin aura on her body was really strong, and she was definitely not an ordinary woman.

The scary girl who pretended to be a female ghost cried for a while, and when she saw that Ling Zheng ignored her, she lost her interest in crying, she stared at Ling Zheng with a pair of big watery eyes with tears, and she didn't speak.

After a long time, Ling Zheng spoke: "Enough crying, if you cry enough, I'll send you on your way." ”

The girl howled and cried again, the voice was extremely miserable, and those who didn't know the truth thought that Ling Zheng had done something wrong to her.

"I'm scared of you. Ling Zheng said helplessly: "Hey, this house is mine, I want to find a quiet place for alchemy, you are free." ”

As he spoke, Ling Zheng stretched out his hand and dispersed the golden light clusters around him.

The girl who was crying stopped crying suddenly, tilted her head and asked Ling Zheng, "You're not afraid of me?"

Ling Zheng glanced at her and said very unkindly: "You were just touched by me just now, and you cried like a dead father, I really can't think of anything I would be afraid of you." ”

"I'm a zombie...... the girl lowered her head, and there was another cry in her voice.

Ling Zheng's face was discolored, and after carefully looking at the girl with the Heavenly Eye Technique, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You are just a half-zombie, it just so happens that I knew how to turn you into a human from one of my eldest brothers. If you are obedient, I will save you, but you can't disturb me, how about it?"

The girl was in a daze at first, and then nodded in surprise.

"Hey, what's your name?"

The girl retracted her long scarlet tongue, and her already weeping face was filled with joy, and she grinned, revealing four purple-black fangs:

"My name is Ning Ling'er. ”

Ling Zheng was stunned for a moment, remembering some things that Ning Qianhe had said to him, and then nodded and smiled:

"You are Ning Ling'er, come, call uncle. ”