After Cheng Qian took out the order letter, he glanced around, and then inlaid it into a groove on the table, and the silver order letter was inlaid in a very consistent way.

As the order letter was inlaid in, a dark light suddenly appeared on the white jade-like desktop, and rows of obscure ghost words appeared on the desktop.

Seeing this situation, Cheng Qian seemed to have expected it, so he began to check it, but fortunately, he had also learned a lot of ghost characters in the past few days, and after taking a closer look, he stretched out his hand and touched his chin.

'Table No. 1, buy the dragon grass!'

'Table No. 2, acquire the Soul Condensing Pill!'

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Looking at the rows of flickering words on the desktop, every few breaths, the acquisition information on it will be updated once, witnessing this scene Cheng Qian can be said to be extremely surprised, if this method is placed in the human world, those things that kill people and sell goods will only be much less.

Looking at the purchase and sale information on the table in front of him, Cheng Qian's face also showed a hint of a deep groan, the things used by these ghost monks could not be included in his magic eyes at all, and he suddenly felt that he seemed to be a little different.

Suddenly, the words on the desktop changed again, and the ninety-five tables acquired Tianlei, and this row of words came into view, Cheng Qian was stunned, and there were even ghost monks who bought Tianlei.

However, in the underworld, thunder is something that cannot be encountered, not to mention thunder, the underworld is not even rain, where there will be rain and thunder without sun and moon.

Cheng Qian's eyes flickered for a while, and he seemed to be quite interested in the person who acquired Tianlei, and the mana in his body flowed, and his fingertips clicked into the order letter on the table.

The text on the table was immediately updated again, 'Ninety-nine tables sell heavenly thunder!'

After releasing the sale information, Cheng Qian quietly glanced around, and immediately saw that a few feet away, a ghost clan immediately got up and walked towards his table with a quick pace.

See this. The corners of Cheng Qian's mouth turned up slightly, seeing that this person's appearance was similar to that of the human race, but the physical body did not look substantial, it should be the cultivation of a certain human soul stepping into the ghost path and cultivating to the stage of transforming into a god.

After a while, this person sat down at Cheng Gan's table and glanced at Cheng Qian face to face.

"Your Excellency really shot the heavenly thunder?" This person has clear eyebrows, but his hair is dark yellow, which looks extremely weird, and he has a pair of amber pupils. stared at Cheng Qian intently and said.

"Tianlei naturally exists, but I don't know that you are a ghost path monk, so why did you buy Tianlei? You must know that Tianlei is the nemesis of ghost cultivation?" Cheng Qian nodded quietly and asked tentatively.

Seeing this, the yellow-haired ghost cultivator showed a trace of strangeness on his face, and couldn't help but snort coldly: "Since Your Excellency has the heavenly thunder in your hand, then make a bid, and don't talk about other things!"

"Bidding? Presumably, Daoist friends also know that heavenly thunder is hard to find in the underworld. Ordinary treasures can't get into Cheng's eyes, since you want to buy Tianlei, you should have prepared a lot of treasures, don't talk about the dark stone or something!" Cheng Qian also rarely asked, he is also the pinnacle of the human world, what scene has he not seen.

The yellow-haired ghost cultivator was stunned when he heard this, but he had prepared a lot of treasures. But he also knew that it was not easy for these treasures to acquire heavenly thunder in the underworld, so he also prepared a large number of underworld stones.

But when I heard that the other party didn't need the Stygian Stone. His face seemed to sink a little, and he said: "It's not that I believe it, but Your Excellency will sacrifice the heavenly thunder first, let me see if it's true!"

Cheng Qian just chuckled, as if he didn't care, stretched out his hand and touched the order letter on the table, only to see that the desktop suddenly burst into white light, releasing a layer of strange water ripples, hazy enveloping the two of them in it, and after a while, the stone table was immediately isolated from the world.

After opening the concealment prohibition on the stone table, Cheng Qian no longer had much, and stretched out with one palm.

'Sting!'

A thunderbolt sounded in Cheng Qian's palm, and a trace of electric light suddenly rushed out of his palm, condensing into an egg-sized thunderball between Cheng Qian's five fingers.

Listening to this deafening thunder, the yellow-haired ghost Xiu's face changed slightly, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and a thunderous power seemed to want to tear him to pieces.

Although the yellow-haired ghost cultivator knew that the power of this thunder was not aimed at him, he still felt a trace of fear in his heart, seeing that it was really the power of heavenly thunder, not the transformation of spiritual power, the yellow-haired ghost cultivator immediately put away his fear, and his amber pupils immediately flashed and said: "Sure enough, it is heavenly thunder, presumably Daoist friends collect this heavenly thunder as a corpse refiner, I'm afraid it's not easy!"

He had already felt the faint corpse aura on Cheng Qian's body, and at this moment he looked at the other party with some surprise in his eyes, the heavenly thunder condensed in his palm, and this person was not afraid at all, which surprised him.

"It's really not easy, Cheng likes to travel all over the world, and by chance, he encountered a spatial crack, which gushed out a large amount of heavenly thunder power, and with my identity as a corpse refiner, it can be said that it took a lot of money to collect a bottle of heavenly thunder, and most of the heavenly thunder was wasted because of this!" Cheng Qian touched his nose and casually made up a lie.

Sure enough, the yellow-haired ghost cultivator's face changed slightly when he heard this, as if he could imagine the scene of heavenly thunder appearing out of thin air, if he was a little careless, with the identity of the other party's corpse refining, he was afraid that he would be split into ashes.

"Daoyou is very good, and he is ashamed of himself!" The yellow-haired ghost cultivator clearly felt that Cheng Qian was not afraid of this thunder, and immediately guessed that the other party's supernatural powers should be extraordinary.

"Where, Your Excellency has praised falsely, under the surname Cheng, he is a descendant of the general!" Cheng Qian humbly said and immediately reported his name.

"Descendants of generals, no wonder I'm not afraid of this rolling thunder! I've looked away, I'm the dead leaf fierce spirit of the Dongting Mountain Range!" Hearing Cheng Qian's report, the yellow-haired ghost cultivator's face quietly changed, and he said politely with a hint of apology.

"It turned out to be a friend of the withered leaves, Your Excellency entered the Tao with a soul, stepped into the ranks of ghost cultivators, and was a model for us to have supernatural powers. Cheng Qian was slightly surprised, this withered leaf fierce spirit he knew that the day before yesterday in the cave mansion to comprehend the anecdotes of the underworld, and also learned that after the fall of ordinary monks, the soul stepped into the underworld and mortals, and could encounter mortal danger at any time, this person escaped the reincarnation of the soul of the people of the underworld, and was able to step into the ghost path to cultivate successfully, it was extremely difficult, and the twists and turns were more difficult than cultivating immortals.

"Where, the old man was also a monk in the god transformation period during his lifetime, and he inadvertently offended a storage in the refining period, but he didn't want to end up with no bones, when he first entered the underworld, the old man was just a soul body, and his skills turned into nothingness, and he had been caught by the Yaksha clan, ready to be sent to the Netherworld to refine the memory reincarnation, and killed a sky-swallowing beast halfway, and the Yaksha clan who escorted the soul was wiped out, and the old man also escaped, escaping the sucking of the sky-swallowing beast, relying on the memory of his previous life, stepping into the ghost path to cultivate so far, no less than a thousand times about to disappear, and I avoided it。 ”

The withered leaf fierce spirit's expression eased, and a trace of memory appeared in his eyes, which made Cheng Qian feel a little thrilled, it was so difficult to step into the ghost cultivation, and it was not as simple as being brought to this point by him.

Cheng Qian also secretly sighed that the other party's luck created ordinary people, even after his death, he could have such an achievement in the Yin Si Realm, and he could be regarded as a generation of heroes.

"Refining Void Period, looking at the appearance of Daoyou, he should have been a Terran monk before his death!" Cheng Qian asked expressionlessly.

"That's right, in the next life, it was the Penglai Continent of the Spirit Realm, the deacon of the Medicine King Valley Torture Hall!" Seeing Cheng Qian's question, the withered leaf fierce spirit nodded and said.

"Medicine King Valley!" Cheng Qian was subconsciously surprised, it was really not that the enemies did not get together, he had obtained the treasure of the Medicine King Valley, but he did not expect to meet the unjust soul of the Medicine King Valley of the Spirit Realm.

Although his heart was turbulent, Cheng Qian still said quietly: "Since Daoyou has been reborn in the underworld, have you never thought of stepping into the spirit world again to take revenge?"

Cheng Qian has a word to ask and also has his plans, since after the fall of the monk, he can get a new life when he comes to the underworld, step into the ghost path to cultivate, and see that the other party has also cultivated to the stage of transforming into a god, his heart can't help but move, before he was just hearsay, and he was a little scornful of ghost cultivation, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, he felt another thing in his heart.

If you want Zhuang Mengying to preserve the memory of this life and be reborn, it is not impossible to step into ghost cultivation, but there is suddenly such an idea in her heart, which makes Cheng Qian a little surprised.

"Why don't you want to? Although the spirit world also has ghost cultivation, but they all have a physical body before stepping into the ghost path, in order to gain a long-term foothold in the spiritual world, now the old man has no flesh and blood, even if he returns to the spiritual world by chance, if there is no suitable physical body, I will also be wiped out, unless I condense the yang god, can I ensure that the soul body will last forever in the world!" The withered leaf fierce spirit stared, and said with some regret: " The old man has been dead for thousands of years, and he has long lost the best opportunity to take relinquishment, and the Yuan Infant is completely destroyed, and he can't take it with his soul at all, so how can he be reborn and take revenge! Now there is only one way, and there is no other way to go except to cultivate into a Yang God!"

"That's the same!" Cheng Qian touched his chin and felt a little regretful.

As we all know, after the immortal cultivator's body is destroyed, he can be reborn by taking away the heavens, but that is only the premise that the Yuan Infant Jin Dan has not been destroyed, even if it is a minor monk in the foundation building period, there is also the existence of the Yuan Soul, once death does not seize the opportunity to take away, then the Yuan Soul will disappear and become an ownerless wandering soul, and it will not be long before Voldemort in the underworld will be caught by Voldemort in the underworld and reincarnated in the Nine Abyss Underworld.

Cheng Qian, who suddenly realized, flashed a trace of disappointment in his eyes, even if Zhuang Mengying stepped into the ghost cultivation, it was impossible for him to protect her in the underworld to achieve the Yang God, which was time-consuming and laborious, and there were many dangers.

Once he went to the spirit world, Zhuang Mengying couldn't follow, with the help of low-level ghosts, there was a chance that he would be wiped out in the underworld. (To be continued......)