No matter what the monks who turned into ghost cultivators, they secretly had what they wanted.

Under Duanmulin's control, limited by the control of the Aurora Hades, they can only struggle in what they think is freedom.

The harder they worked, the more Ye Chuxiao and Duanmulin gained and became stronger.

Therefore, for those ghost cultivators, they are openly touting and secretly plotting small means, although Ye Chuxiao and Duanmulin know it, they don't ask.

It's good to keep them motivated.

If they all lose their spirits, won't they all have to lie down completely?

I want the ferocity of a wolf and the loyalty and well-behaved of a dog, how can there be so many good things!

The outbreak of the truth between Hades and Aurora Hades means that the battle and attack are over?

Otherwise!

Temptation and contact are on the table.

Secretly attacked, even more than ever.

As for the potential and power of the Aurora Hades, anyone with a brain can think clearly.

Because of this, no one in power wants to see that such a magical and powerful existence is not under their control.

At the same time, he also has great ambitions for controlling the Aurora Hades.

It is even seen as the key to supreme hegemony.

It can be said that since the moment of the truth of the Aurora Hades, the attitudes of the real power and power cores of the Desolate Fighting Realm towards Ye Chuxiao and the others have changed greatly.

Although the original two were defined as demons who killed people and won merit, for those powerful countries and forces that owned the world, had strong soldiers and horses, and were protected by many artifacts, they were just a temporary disease of ringworm.

They knew about them, but they didn't care.

At this time, what they have is already something to fight for.

The original indifference has become extremely caring.

In the north of the Hades City under construction, there is a mountain of white bones, full of white stones, from a distance it looks like a pile of white bones, and under closer inspection, there are no weeds.

Born on such an evil mountain, there are also people who build a small pavilion in a leisurely manner.

The wind howled through the small pavilion, and the pavilion swayed, as if it would roll down from the hill at any moment.

Ye Chuxiao was standing in this pavilion, holding a jade sword in his hand, constantly playing with it, with a look of mockery on his face.

"Is it another war letter?" Duanmulin flew down from mid-air, glanced at the jade sword in Ye Chuxiao's hand and asked.

Ye Chuxiao nodded: "Yes, it is a war letter sent by the emperor of Chu State, using the matter of Zhenhai Marquis Lin Run as a guide, wanting to force me to fight with their national pillar Liang Xiaotian, and at the same time, he also mentioned taking the Aurora Hades Mansion as a bet, and there is no lack of threats and provocations in the words."

"Then they didn't come up with something to bet on?"

"Since it's a gamble, there's no reason why it's just a bet." Duanmulin said.

Ye Chuxiao sneered, "In the battle book, it is indeed not mentioned what they used as a bet."

"I think this is just a temptation, and the purpose is to throw stones and ask for directions."

"If we ignore it, they are afraid that they will have to take an inch, and further send people and troops to invade. If we fight head-on, they will set a trap and the generals will come out and capture us all."

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"A decisive battle? Heh··· What years have you been doing this?"

"Who believes?"

Duanmulin frowned and said, "That doesn't mean that it's wrong for us to do anything?"

Ye Chuxiao laughed and said, "Just a scoundrel, will we be afraid?"

"This so-called Hades City under construction, everyone thinks that this will be our base camp, and with such a city nailed here, we will become monks with temples, and we have been caught in our lair."

"Didn't those ghost cultivators who pretended to obey us also fight this idea, so they built the city spontaneously?"

"They even deliberately chose the location where the city would be built

In such a desolate and desolate place, on the surface, in order to cater to the majesty of the Hades, in fact, this new city must rely on the outside world for all aspects, and it is difficult to stand on its own."

"In the final analysis, it is all kinds of means that make it difficult for us to get out at will. I can even imagine that once the city is built, a large number of people will be migrated here, visiting us in the morning, noon and evening, turning into invisible ropes with emotions, beliefs, and the like, tying us up."

Speaking of this, Ye Chuxiao paused, brushed his thoughts, and then continued, "It's just that we were really nailed?"

"It's very simple to break the situation, let's only abandon some of the useless ghost cultivators, let them dissipate the world again, as a warning, and then escape invisibly, sit and watch this so-called Hades City wither, and wait a few more years, when a large number of monks are about to run out, but they can't find a way, they will naturally blame all the problems on the people who persecuted us at this time."

Duanmulin said, "It's a good way, although our power is not yet stable, but the advantage of time is here, as long as we wait patiently, everything will yield to us sooner or later."

As she spoke, she winked, "But why do I think you're not going to do that?"

"I feel like you're in a hurry!"

Ye Chuxiao turned around and stretched out his hand and scratched Duanmulin's nose with his fingers.

"You're smart."

"However, what you said is not bad, I am indeed in a hurry."

"The foundation of your Aurora Hades is not yet stable, if we want to stabilize your foundation in a short period of time, we have to go into the world and quickly integrate with the world."

"From this point of view, the existence of Hades City has its certain necessity."

Duanmulin's Aurora Hades, after all, is not the real place of the six realms of reincarnation.

After a living soul dies naturally, their souls will not report directly to the Aurora Hades.

With Duanmu Lin's current ability, she can only envelop the place where her aurora blooms, and send the living soul of the dead soul to the Aurora Hades for transformation.

In a sense, this is also a unique field that belongs to Duanmulin.

This field also has a limited scope, as well as a time limit.

If Duanmulin could really envelop the Aurora Hades in the entire Desolate Dou Realm, then she would already be the Heavenly Dao of this realm, an invincible existence.

"So, what are you going to do?" Duanmulin held her little face, looked at Ye Chuxiao and asked.

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"Simple, publish the content of this war letter, and at the same time convey our meaning, just say that they Da Chu is not kind to do this, and reduce the number of places in the government after Da Chu is thirty percent." Ye Chuxiao said.

Duanmulin was stunned: "Now, do we have a limit on the number of places to enter the government?"

Ye Chuxiao smiled: "We can actually not have it, but as long as others don't believe it, don't we?"

"What's more, we really haven't expanded our enrollment now, the main thing is to accommodate the artistic conception and the soul of the Wisdom Realm monk, how can outsiders know, whether we can accommodate a limited number of recruits, or can we expand our enrollment indefinitely?"

Duanmulin gave a thumbs up.

"It has to be you!"

Today, Ye Chuxiao and the others have any specific business operations, of course, they don't need to do it themselves.

After being polished by professionals, the war letter replied to the letter, and it instantly spread all over the world.

And the content of the Chu State War Book has also been interpreted with added oil and vinegar.

It highlights the arrogant and insincere part.

The arch fire is very obvious.

The state of Chu reacted quickly, and the second letter of war directly came to Hades City in the way of spreading the world.

"An artifact-level divine sword, three peerless supernatural powers, and a few treasures as a bet?"

"Although it's still asymmetrical, it's somewhat sincere, but I know that I use a knife, but I use an artifact sword as a bet,

Is this a continuation of the provocation?" After Ye Chuxiao received the news, he passed on his thoughts to the people below.

And so, the pull began.

The exchange of war letters between Ye Chuxiao and Chu State was actually passed on with the help of 'rumors'.

And the part of the 'bargaining' is even more surprising.

Originally, there were still many people looking forward to a great battle.

They were all gearing up, just waiting to watch this battle, even if they couldn't eat meat or drink soup, at least they watched a decisive battle of the artistic conception monks, which broadened their horizons.

It's just that as the rumors continue to bounce back between the two regions.

After pulling for a long time, and even detailing some very worthless interest disputes, this duel, which I don't know if it will take shape, has become like an absurd farce.

People's sense of expectation has also dropped again and again.

In such a hustle and bustle and farce, no one knows that the protagonist of this farce has actually made an appointment with another person and started a fight.

The afterglow of the setting sun hit the lonely peak of Shi Ruodanxia.

An old man holds a knife and sits cross-legged under the ancient pine on top of a lonely peak.

Although the realm has not been expanded, the person and the lone peak are almost completely integrated.

The wrinkles on his face were deep and old men's, but he was just a burly figure, but he didn't have half a sentence.

And what attracts more attention than him is the knife in his arms.

It has a magical power that seems to naturally absorb people's gaze and gaze, swallowing up all light.

It's an artifact!

And Ye Chuxiao should have had an artifact of his own a long time ago.

This knife may be good!

It was for this knife that Ye Chuxiao came to this appointment.

"The knife is good!" Ye Chuxiao commented.

"Naturally, it's good!" The old man with the knife said.

"So, you used this knife as a guide to let me come here for the sake of Aurora Hades?" Ye Chuxiao asked.

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The old man said disdainfully: "The eldest husband is born in the world, and when he dies, how can he enter the cave of others, be a puppet of others, and be at the mercy of others?"

Ye Chuxiao was not surprised when he heard this.

In this world, there are artistic conception monks who are afraid of death, and naturally there are also those who are not afraid of death.

For some people, in order to exist, in order to live, it is possible to pay for everything.

But some people think that there is something that can override life and existence.

"The knife is good, but it's a pity... It's not quite right for me." Ye Chuxiao glanced at the knife in the old man's arms a few more times, and shook his head with a little regret.

This knife should be made into an artifact by the old man himself from the best spiritual treasure.

Therefore, it is full of the mark of the old man.

Even if these marks can be washed away, it will take longer to scrape them off little by little.

For Ye Chuxiao, this is actually not cost-effective.

With this time, Ye Chuxiao might as well go and cultivate the Yuanyang Treasure Knife.

As far as the material is concerned, the Yuanyang Treasure Knife actually already has the assets of an artifact, but this qualification is not strong enough, and it requires Ye Chuxiao to spend time to slowly cultivate a little bit.

Artifacts, too, are different.

Among them, the artifact that is promoted by relying solely on the strong will of a certain person, constantly refining with true qi and mana, belongs to the most common 'exclusive artifact,'.

The power of this kind of artifact is often combined with its shaping master, and it is in a complementary state.

The soldier loses his master, and the one who is fierce will cut off the spirit and turn into mortal iron.

Even if it is a softer nature, it will greatly reduce its spirituality and its power will drop sharply.

Relying on the strength of the materials and forging skills themselves, the supreme billet was cast, and then a number of powerful monks continued to refine and form the artifact, which had become conventional and versatile.

It is more stable, but also more independent and inherited.

This kind of artifact often appears in powerful countries and sects

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It is difficult for ordinary wealthy families to have such qualifications and create such an artifact.

Whether a country or a sect is strong or not often depends on how much of this kind of background they have.

The gun in the mountain city of the Wen family, which was originally the exclusive artifact of the ancestors of the Wen family, gradually transformed its spirituality with the demise of its ancestors.

It's just that later generations have continued to cultivate and strengthen their spirituality in a special way, and they have barely possessed some of the characteristics of a universal artifact.

A specific descendant of the Wen family can exert all their might.

"So, are you still fighting?" The old man asked

He seemed to have deliberately come to fight just because he heard that Ye Chuxiao's sword skills were very good.

Ye Chuxiao took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled.

"Fight!" After saying that, his eyes were also full of fighting spirit.

The Yuanyang Treasure Knife had turned into a surging stream of heat, flowing quickly and fiercely in his body.

It also wants to fight, even if it's against artifacts.

The so-called nourishment and sacrifice are by no means simple protection and maintenance.

Weapons are things to kill, and spiritual weapons must be kept sharp and fierce.

Killing and fierce fighting is the process of hammering out stronger spirituality.

In this process, people can transform, and so can weapons.

"Good! Come!" The old man stood up and waited for Ye Chuxiao to strike first.

His hand rested on the hilt of the knife, as if to build up strength.

The knife drawing technique at the beginning, just this charm, has already made people's hearts tight.

Ye Chuxiao got rid of all kinds of distracting thoughts, and his spirit seemed to spread infinitely.

The realm then expanded, and mountains, rivers, clouds, plants, as if everything would be contained within his realm, turning according to his will.

The abundant and manic energy between heaven and earth, in Ye Chuxiao's thoughts, was as smooth and silky as a trickle.

They conform to Ye Chuxiao's wishes, and are wantonly transformed and simulated into any shape.

In the realm of artistic conception monks, the conventional so-called spells and supernatural powers have lost their meaning.

With just one thought, Ye Chuxiao could easily achieve the effects required by most spells and supernatural powers.

The old man looked at Ye Chuxiao, who was transformed into chaos at this moment, as if he would absorb and accommodate everything, and no longer hesitated.

In an instant, the sword was unsheathed.

The sharp sword light compressed and collapsed the realm, like a divine mountain suddenly rushing up, cutting the realm enveloped by Ye Chuxiao into two halves in an instant.

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