Qi Xuansu didn't know how long he had been gone, maybe three hours, or maybe four hours.

There is no sun, no day or night, it is always gray, and it is impossible to calculate time by the time of day.

He and the inferior horses under him never seemed to get tired, and it was difficult to calculate time from physical exertion.

Originally, Qi Xuansu still had a way to calculate time with heartbeat and pulse or true qi circulation, but when he arrived here, he had no cultivation, he couldn't feel his true qi, and he even had no heartbeat and pulse, just like a dead man.

This left Qi Xuansu with a lack of a clear concept of the passage of time.

That's it, after all the people disappeared, this long street became weird, the buildings on both sides seem to be constantly arranged and combined, no matter how you look at it, it is very familiar, but the original restaurant is next to the silk village, this time it becomes a restaurant next to the baked cake shop, and next time it becomes a restaurant next to the pawnshop, and no matter how you go, you can't go to the end.

The constant repetition and monotonous journey made Qi Xuansu's spirit a little trance-like.

Why can't you see the Imperial City yet?

Is the Imperial Capital that big?

Maybe.

Qi Xuansu tried to break in, but now he is just an ordinary person, there is no way to take the doors and windows, and the "Dead Xuanyu" has no reaction to these dead things.

Qi Xuansu also thought about turning back, but when he looked back, he saw a blank expanse of white, and there was no way back.

Qi Xuansu couldn't help but wonder, this place was like a city, and there was a strong yin qi, was it a real city, or was everything he saw an illusion?

The so-called spell is actually to make the fake come true, and the top spell is to turn the fake into the real. This city may have been fake, or it might be fake for the immortals, but for Qi Xuansu, it really can't be true.

I don't know how long it took, but when Qi Xuansu and the inferior horses under him were numb, there was finally a change.

This long street finally came to an end, and suddenly there were many figures here, unable to see the clothes and faces, only a vague back, these "people" gathered together, around a copper basin is chanting.

Qi Xuansu is a spirit, and his brain is clear.

It's like washing your face on a sleepy summer afternoon and waking up all at once.

Qi Xuansu listened carefully, and only felt familiar.

I don't understand what it means, but I think I've heard it somewhere.

Qi Xuansu thought seriously for a while and remembered.

He had heard it in his dreams.

Every time he went to the mountains in his dreams to see that black

When shadows, there are always some dark shadows hiding in places where the fire does not shine, muttering and whispering, just like the thoughts of these "people".

Are these the people of the Ancient Wiccans?

The ancient witch cult is completely different from the Lingshan witch cult, although the latter still bears the name of a witch cult, but there is not much shadow of "witch", and the members of it can't even remember the ten witches of Lingshan, only know a witch, and don't even know that Wu Luo's real name is "Luo", Wu is just her identity, just like the difference between Qi Xuansu and Qi Xuansu, a seven-grade Taoist.

At this moment, one of the "people" took out a straw figure and threw it directly into the brazier.

In an instant, flames also rose from Qi Xuansu's body.

Qi Xuansu hurriedly stretched out his hand to extinguish it, but there was still a burning pain.

A strange laugh sounded among these "people", as if they were laughing at Qi Xuansu.

Qi Xuansu was also not polite, took out the "Xuanyu of Death", and took a photo towards these "people".

In an instant, all the figures were included in the "Death Jade".

The luster of the "Death Xuanyu" brightened a little more, which made Qi Xuansu a little surprised, these "people" suspected of being related to the ancient witch religion actually contained divine power.

At that moment, a chuckle rang out.

Qi Xuansu turned around and looked, it was the little girl who laughed at him before.

"Where is this? Little sister. Qi Xuansu turned over and dismounted, holding the reins, while trying to pretend to be kind.

The little girl replied, "This is naturally a 'ghost country'. ”

Qi Xuansu's heart sank, but he was not surprised, after all, this was also what he expected, and then he asked, "How should I get out?" ”

"Naturally, go out through the gate." The little girl stretched out her hand, and the direction of her finger immediately saw the sun, and the heavy white mist dissipated, revealing a scene far away.

It can be vaguely seen that there is an extremely majestic gateway there, like a city gate, it is twenty zhang high, people stand under it, just like ants, there is no city gate, the inside of the door is sparkling, like the lake and water, gently rippling.

Between the two of them and the city gate was a myriad of white mist, among which countless buildings loomed, and occasionally a half-corner of the eaves could be seen.

Qi Xuansu looked at it with great eyes, only to see that there were many black spots on the head of the city, walking back and forth. If he wasn't mistaken, it should be the spirit officer of the guard.

"That's the gateway to and from the ghost country?" Qi Xuansu muttered.

"Exactly." The little girl smiled, "But if you go this way, you will probably have to answer one question, how did you get in?" If you don't make the question clear, that

Some fierce spirits won't let you go. ”

Of course, Qi Xuansu understood this truth, and immediately asked, "What about you, how did you get in?" ”

The little girl said as a matter of course: "I came in with my grandfather." ”

"And what about your grandfather?" Qi Xuansu asked patiently.

The little girl said, "I don't know where he is, grandpa is very busy, there are many things to do every day, but he will come to me when he is done, and he can find me wherever I am." ”

"I take the liberty of asking, who is Ling Zu?" Qi Xuansu asked softly.

The little girl blinked: "You're wrong, my grandfather is not human." ”

"Not human?" Qi Xuansu was taken aback, but his face was not obvious, "Could it be a ghost?" ”

"That's right, the old man is a thousand-year-old ghost." A voice came from behind Qi Xuansu.

Qi Xuansu only felt a slight chill on his back, and turned his head to see that the old man who had talked to him before was standing not far from him.

Qi Xuansu said: "I don't know why my predecessors introduced me here?" ”

"I didn't pull you in." The old man waved his hand, "You came with us by yourself." ”

Qi Xuansu subconsciously looked down at the "Death Xuanyu" in his hand.

The old man's voice was ethereal: "It's this thing, it's really a good thing, it actually opened a gap between yin and yang." You should know the truth of the 'Yin-Yang Gate', right? It is to walk in the gap between the two worlds of yin and yang, so as to bypass the distance barrier between the yang, and to be able to step hundreds of miles. ”

The old man paused: "Of course, this is only one of the reasons, and it is also related to the ghost country. Back then, the Soap Pavilion Sect created a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood in the ghost country, and the rich corpse qi actually corroded a line of yin and yang gaps, connecting the nine shadows, making the yin and yang of the ghost country reversed. Although after the Daomen took over, those corpses have been cleaned up, but the ghost country is still very special, let's be regarded as a weak link, there are often strange things that overlap between the yang world and the underworld, every now and then, the ghosts in the ghost country will come to the world, the people of the Daomen call it 'the ghost gate is open', so the Daomen built the 'ghost gate', nominally to prevent foreign enemies, but in fact it is also the gateway to guard the 'ghost country'. To put it bluntly, in such a place, it is easy to encounter the so-called 'dirty stuff'. ”

"You have such a foreign object connected to the netherworld, and you dare to pass through the 'ghost pass', and the old man doesn't know whether to say that you are bold? Or are the ignorant fearless? ”

"If it weren't for that, there were so many passers-by, why did the old man just talk to you?"

Qi Xuansu couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Is this a self-inflicted trouble?