"Here's the water you want." The fat man put the water aside, and smiled at Ling Xuan: "If the punishment is unknowable, it is unpredictable, secrecy is the first premise of mystery, you can do this under unknown circumstances, I admire you." ”

"This place is remote, and the people who live here have a little blood on their hands, and this inn provides shelter for these outlaws, including you, of course." The fat man paused.

Ling Xuan stared directly at the fat man, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, waiting for the following.

"It's the Onimichi-sama who covers here, and in exchange, every night you either kill someone or be killed!"

"Ghosts?" Ling Xuan had heard of this name for a long time, he became famous very early, and when he was half-step knotted, he shook the god with a hard blow, and it was rumored that this person practiced the ghost way, and he was guided by the death qi of the dying person.

It is also possible to refine the soul flag, and when a thousand flags come out, they will cover the sky and the sun. Later, because of the accidental killing of the person who was about to sacrifice to the Crow Sect, he disturbed the internal balance, and was seriously injured in the law enforcement hall and left, and disappeared from the sky. Unexpectedly, this person reappeared.

"This inn is not simple, the old devil of the ghost road doesn't know what to think, I heard the elder say that this old devil is ruthless and unjust, all actions are only for his own interests, in order to cultivate this way, even his own flesh and blood and wife are refined."

"You can't stay in this place for long, you can cultivate first and leave quietly." Ling Xuan thought.

Seeing that Ling Xuan didn't speak, the fat man laughed a few times and turned to leave.

Late at night, Ye Chen jumped out of bed, found a clean place, and then crossed his knees on the land, quietly figuring out his own mysteries.

Since he saw that person in his dream, he Ling Xuan has benefited a lot, first established the dantian, and then opened up the danhai, and the aura has also been refined to be extremely pure, it can be said that his foundation at this time is far stronger than ordinary people.

"It's extraordinary." Ling Xuan muttered, then closed his eyes and recuperated, his mood was unprecedentedly empty.

Soon, the thin aura of heaven and earth converged, with his spiritual sea as the center, forming a vortex of spiritual energy, which was only pulled and absorbed into the body through the acupuncture points of the whole body, and then poured into the Danhai, and then tempered by the green leaves.

"I didn't expect this leaf to be able to purify the aura on its own, and it is extremely pure, and there are no worries at all."

On the other hand, he also divided the pure aura into countless paths, either injecting them into the meridians or wrapping the bones, and used it to refine the muscles and bones and meridians.

After a long time, in the subtle way, his meridians have been broadened and become flexible, and his bones have been tempered by true fire, and his flaws have also been smoothed out, becoming smooth and flexible, and a little green light lingers on it.

"It's not too early, I'm afraid I can't rest here, it's time to go."

Ling Xuan jumped out of the window, but to his surprise, things were not as simple as he thought.

"This window is fake!"

Outside the window is not the original place at all, there is a row of steps.

Walk up the stone steps to the main entrance of the main hall.

The surrounding environment is quiet and solemn, the ancient trees are vast, surrounded in an orderly manner, and occasionally a cold wind hits, blowing the budding branches and leaves.

The ground in front of the main hall is steep and high, paved into a stone brick square, the three people are high in the form of a nine-story tower praying for the bronze tripod big incense burner, standing on the square, the big tripod that has been exposed by the wind and the sun is rusty, but it has added a bit of historical precipitation.

Under the eaves and around the edge of the square, stone pillars carved with mysterious patterns are enclosed, except that the plaques on the doors and windows of the Taoist temple are a little mottled and falling.

An elegant fragrance wafted out from the hall, Ling Xuan's expression was solemn, and he raised his left foot and stepped over the high threshold.

Pick up the fire fold from the storage ring and light the everlasting lamp on the side, and there are unknown things enshrined on both sides, revealing bursts of evil.

An old man holds incense in both hands, folds the top of his chest, and worships the idol in the main hall three times, recites words in his mouth, and inserts the burning incense sticks into the small incense burner in the hall.

"You're here." The old man smiled.

Ling Xuan felt extremely strong coercion, as if a boulder weighing a thousand catties was pressing on his body, and he was breathless.

The atmosphere was suddenly a little solemn, but fortunately, the old man dissipated his coercion before long.

Ling Xuan's divine thoughts were instantly activated, this momentum was afraid that ordinary knots could not be released, he might be the ghost Daozi.

"You have the breath of the Crow Sect on your body, but I don't think you have that natal crow, I think you killed the people of the same sect!" The old man spoke coldly.

"Come with me, if you can find a glimmer of life in the great array I have laid out, I will let you live, otherwise you and your predecessors will become my nourishment."

The ground shook irregularly, and the hall seemed to have been torn open out of thin air, and the hole revealed a burst of evil. There are dead corpses scattered all over the place, the dark red blood makes people shudder, it seems to flow, it seems to be still, the corpses are not the same, some of the heads are broken, some are cut in half by the waist, the air of death is pervasive, and the blood is monstrous. It's a terrible and eerie hell!

"Let's go inside". As the old man's voice ended, Ling Xuan's body was enveloped by a strange force and entered there.

"I'm afraid this dead place is done by that ghost, the dead air here is strong, it is extremely deadly to ordinary people, the aura here is extremely thin, if you don't use this dead air as a material, I'm afraid it won't last long.

I just don't know why I was put here. ”

If you think about it, I'm afraid there are these possibilities. Since he didn't kill me directly, it means that I am a little special, I am afraid that it is related to what he is looking for, it is possible that this place is his creation, and now he needs external forces to improve. Maybe his relationship with the Raven Sect is not as simple as it seems.

That being the case, then my life may be worry-free for a while, and I can only break in. I just don't know how to get there.

As soon as Ling Xuan was about to explore the path, a huge suction force enveloped Ling Xuan, and then he arrived at a strange place.

The vast, majestic, and magnificent momentum came like a rainbow, making Ling Xuan's heart tremble, this momentum was not sharp, but there was an affinity, these like pure aura poured into Ling Xuan's body, wandering around, and soon refined into Ling Xuan's power. A stone monument appeared out of thin air in front of me.

The three big characters of "Yin and Yang Monument" come into view, and the momentum of these three characters is like a rainbow, and there are countless spiritual energy running on it if you look closely.

Ling Xuan's eyes changed, and doubts arose in his heart.

This place he had heard from the man before him in his dreams, and it was no doubt a familiar name to him, which made him wonder if it was the one he remembered.

The vast aura came to his nose, and the pores of Ling Xuan's whole body were unconsciously sucking greedily, incorporating it into his body.

Suddenly, a stone staircase rose out of thin air and snaked into the distance.

Ling Xuan didn't hesitate, jumped up, landed steadily on the stone steps, and walked forward.