"You know about ghost markets?" Xu Yu asked.

Luoxia Peak Mountain God bowed, "I have been a mountain god for a long time, so I naturally know." ”

Xu Yu was happy in his heart, the ghost market was about to open tonight, and he was about to go, at this time, the mountain god of Luoxia Peak was quite familiar with the ghost market, so he naturally wanted to get to know it well.

After all, there are too many people entering the ghost market, and there are all kinds of people, so Xu Yu still has to be on guard.

"You're going?" Seeing that Xu Yu was interested, the mountain god of Luoxia Peak was stunned and asked.

Xu Yu's face was serious and he said, "Hmm." My sister-in-law couldn't get into the practice, and I tried many things, but it didn't work. So I'd like to go into the ghost market and see if I'm lucky......"

"The ghost market is very deep, and cows, horses, ghosts, and snakes are mixed in it, and it is a paradise for demons and human evil cultivators, and there is even no shortage of people in those countries who are sanctimonious......"

The mountain god of Luoxia Peak said, shaking his head at Xu Yu.

There are conditional restrictions on entering the ghost market, and the restriction on the surface is that the strong people above the Wufu Realm are prohibited from entering it, and the demons are those whose strength is higher than that of the Wufu Realm in the fierce level.

In other words, only those in and within the Wufu realm can enter the ghost market.

And the other restriction is customized by human evil cultivators, demon cultivators, and demons and ghosts.

They reject those who are decent monks, but anyone who claims to be a decent monk and enters the ghost market will inevitably be targeted.

Therefore, monks who want to enter the ghost market usually disguise themselves and pretend to be demon cultivators and evil cultivators to enter the ghost market to pan for gold.

"I have my own way, it's not difficult to enter the ghost market, the main thing is that I don't know ...... there," Xu Yu said firmly.

The mountain god of Luoxia Peak was helpless, and seeing that Xu Yu seemed to have made up his mind, he no longer persuaded him.

So he said: "There are three basic rules to abide by in the ghost market, and the rest depends on the situation." ”

"Which three?" Xu Yu asked.

The mountain god of Luoxia Peak frowned, and said: "First, after entering the ghost market, don't think of yourself as an orthodox and decent monk, even if you are a prince, you must hide your identity, exposing or showing the identity of a decent monk in the ghost market means that you are enemies with the people in the entire ghost market." ”

"The second is not to stare into other people's eyes, just use your peripheral vision, unless you happen to communicate with them. After all, you don't know if the other party is a normal monk pretending, or an evil cultivator or a demon, those things have a strange temper, a murderous nature, and are difficult to fathom. ”

"Hmm. What about the third? Xu Yu wrote it down carefully and asked.

"The third and most important one." Luoxia Peak Mountain God's face was solemn and he said seriously.

Xu Yu bowed his head and looked at the mountain god of Luoxia Peak, waiting for his next words.

"In the ghost market, don't keep looking at the night sky inside no matter what, there is a big fear inside, don't let it notice you."

"The night sky?"

"Hmm."

Xu Yu had doubts in his heart, but he didn't seem to want to say more when he saw that the mountain god of Luoxia Peak didn't want to say more, and he didn't want to ask more.

"I see."

After Xu Yu finished speaking, the distraction of the mountain god of Luoxia Peak also slowly disappeared.

And Xu Yu was still pondering, thinking about the three basic rules of the ghost market that the mountain god of Luoxia Peak said.

The first and second rules, he understood, but the third made him a little puzzled, but ......

Since it was confessed by the mountain god of Luoxia Peak, he was convinced, after all, it was impossible for the other party to harm himself.

The ghost market is a must-go, and after taking these to heart, Xu Yu began to meditate and practice, waiting for the late night to come.

Halfway through, Xu Yu suddenly remembered that the mountain god of Luoxia Peak seemed to be injured, so he lit all the ordinary incense in Sumeru's waist bag that he had signed in these days.

The power of these incense fires, although not as good as a yellow incense, can also help the mountain gods of Luoxia Peak.

In the end, there are still a few [Huang Pin Xiao Huanxiang] left, which Xu Yu kept to use to break the realm and repair the Lingfu, and he can't move it for the time being.

……

The night is bleak, and the town of Ji'an seems to be in a drizzle forever, without end.

Under the canopy in the distance.

On many long-uninhabited rooftops, figures stood on them, and those people were either wearing the mask of a hungry ghost with blue faces and fangs, or the whole person had an eerie and terrifying aura, or they were surrounded by monstrous blood.

What's more, some powerful demons have openly appeared in the public eye.

But the monks from many countries turned a blind eye, and they all set their eyes on the barren area at the end of the long street.

The ghost market, which is about to open there, is also their goal.

"My lord, the Nether Banner is lost, are we sure we don't recapture it first?"

In the distance of the inn, on a roof, several black-clothed people with blurred figures shrouded in black fog spoke.

In front of several people, there was a middle-aged man, he was wearing a hungry ghost mask, and his gloomy eyes looked through the mask in the direction of the inn where Xu Yu was.

Hearing his subordinates' words, the masked man hesitated for a moment, and then said, "The person holding the Nether Banner has not left Ji'an Town yet, presumably ...... He will also enter the ghost market, and when the time comes, we will do it in the ghost market, and he will not escape. ”

Eight evil cultivators holding Nether Banners were all killed by Xu Yu.

These people, although they don't know who did it, but in the dark, they can feel the fluctuations of the thunder, and they know the general location of the Netherworld Banner.

Xu Yuneng got all the eight Nether Flags in his hands, which had already made these people jealous, so they didn't dare to do it for the time being.

"What if he doesn't go to the ghost market? If you don't get your hands on the Nether Flag, Lord River God will blame it......"

"Idiot!"

Seeing that his subordinates instigated him to make a move at this time, the masked man spoke in a low voice and said, "How are you compared to the eight of them?" ”

"The Eight Banners enable the Netherworld Banner, and the strength is naturally above us." The subordinate spoke.

"In that case, what is the difference between you and him now, and sending him to death?" The middle-aged man looked at a few people coldly and continued: "Or, do you have a few more chances of winning with me?" ”

"Uh......"

A few people were speechless for a while, as if this was the case.

"Don't worry, he'll be in the ghost market. When we enter the ghost market, it will be our home field, remember! ”

Seeing a few people bowing their heads and saying nothing, the masked man bowed his head in satisfaction.

The other side.

In the inn where Xu Yu was, a young man in a cyan robe sat in the hall.

The young man's sword eyebrows and starry eyes were extraordinary, his eyes exuded a heroic spirit, and his eyes looked casually in the inn hall.

His name is Xia Xuanji, the crown prince of the Great Xia Dynasty, and this time he heard that the ghost market was opened in Ji'an Town, so he secretly came to Dayu from Great Xia alone.

As the crown prince of the first dynasty, Xia Xuanji is naturally very confident in his own strength, although he has long heard that the ghost market is dangerous, but he has not been able to stop his arrival.

At this time.

In addition to him, there were many strangely dressed people sitting in the inn, communicating in low voices.

Xia Xuanji had the cultivation of the late stage of the Five Mansions Realm, and those people were not deliberately wary, so they heard it very clearly.

……