Volume 8 Sword Netherworld Chapter 157 The storm is coming

Cheng Qian's expression moved, and he asked thoughtfully: "Was the ghost servant who was selected to be the ghost servant because he had killed people in his lifetime?" He now had a faint guess, but he was still uncertain.

The female ghost servant tilted her head a little puzzled, and after carefully recalling it, she spoke: "The little slave has fallen into the underworld for more than a hundred years, although I have not had much contact with him, but I have heard of his deeds during his lifetime. ”

"That ghost servant doesn't seem to be as simple as killing people, it's just madness, torturing his wife when he was alive, and even his parents don't let go, such a disobedient person was executed by the county magistrate Ling Chi. Although the female ghost servant has been reduced to a dead soul, her face can't help but turn pale when she talks about the ghost servant, as if she is extremely frightened, and she said in shock: "That person was originally going to be sent to hell to be tortured, but I never expected that he was also selected as a ghost servant, and he was the same group as me. ”

"In this way, you ghost servants are also to blame, no wonder these ghosts deprive you of the right to reincarnation, sure enough, good will be rewarded with good and evil will be rewarded, and no good will end!" Knowing the cause and effect, Cheng Qian also sighed, and looked at the female ghost in front of him and became a little unkind.

However, the two can't compare, this woman may have killed someone because of a mistake, from the conversation, it seems that this woman's heart is not vicious, but killing people is justified, Cheng Qian didn't feel anything unbalanced at the moment.

"Senior, please use it slowly!" The female ghost maid saw that Cheng Qian no longer paid attention to her, so she retired with a bow.

After the woman left, Cheng Qian slowly picked up the teacup and blew a breath, the steaming heat of the tea seemed to have weakened a little, so he took a sip of tea and muttered thoughtfully: "This underworld is really strange, after the death of a living being, it can survive in another way." Although it is not alive, it has not reached the point of ashes. ”

Speaking of which, Cheng Qian seemed to have a bold guess, if he died, would he be the same as them?

With this thought, even Cheng Qian was startled, and immediately felt that it was impossible, as an immortal cultivator, he didn't know how many monks he had killed, and there was countless blood on his hands, once he turned into a dead soul. Those who do not have any suspense will be sent to hell to be tortured into ghosts for the ghosts of the underworld to eat.

He knows what this hell is, it is equivalent to a large alchemy furnace, put the overly angry soul into it to extract the soul and refine the soul, let it turn into a fierce ghost, the more ferocious, the more it can turn into a panacea in the mouth of the ghost.

The ghosts of the underworld can not only use yin qi to cultivate, but also absorb soul to cultivate. Of course, those ordinary souls have no use at all, and only the souls that turn into powerful ghosts can have powerful soul power for them to cultivate.

After a meal. The tea on Cheng Gan's table also became cold, and when he was a little impatient, the ghost servant walked out with a tray, handed it to Cheng Qian, and said respectfully: "Senior, those things have been counted." There are 200 bottles of low-level marrow cleansing pills, 400 bottles of middle-level pills, and 100 bottles of high-level pills. Three hundred low-level magic weapons. There are 700 middle-level magic weapons, more than 1,000 high-level magic weapons, and 100 top-level magic weapons. ”

"The magic weapon is low, medium and high, and it is divided into three hundred, five hundred, and one thousand. ”

"Seven ancient treasures. ”

"Two imitation spirit treasures!"

"Three hundred low-level magic weapons, five hundred middle-level magic weapons, and three thousand top-level and high-level magic weapons. ”

"Ten bottles of Demon Yuan Pill, three bottles of Purple Pill, five bottles of Void God Pill, and eight hundred magic treasures!"

"The predecessors have all counted these things, according to the trading market of the underworld, the value of these magic weapons is halved, only the elixir is not used, and the predecessors can get a total of 430 million immortal stones!"

"430 million spirit stones?" Cheng Qian seemed a little stunned when he heard this, he didn't expect these inconspicuous things to be of such a high value, and most of the artifacts were broken in half.

However, Cheng Qian didn't expect that the two imitation spirit treasures would be exchanged for 100 million spirit stones, not to mention those ancient treasures, if each magic weapon was placed in the human world, it would be something that someone else would snatch the head.

"Are these Immortal Stones paid now, or are they deposited in the ZĂ i Diyuan Trading House?" the ghost servant said without hesitation when he saw this.

"Could it be that these dark stones can still be accessed?" Cheng Qian felt a little interested when he heard this.

"Could it be that the seniors don't know?" The ghost servant glanced at Cheng Qian with some surprise, but he seemed to have thought of something, and his face immediately showed a trace of fear, and Lian Man said apologetically: "The juniors are a little out of shape, the Abyss Merchant House is all over the Nine Netherworlds, and the Immortal Stone will be stored in our Merchant House to ensure that it will not be lost, and every city in the Upper, Middle and Lower Nine Abyss will have the rudder of our Merchant House, once the seniors need money, they can withdraw the Immortal Stone they want to use with their identity tokens." ”

Cheng Qian was not surprised by the surprise of the ghost servant, who called himself a dirt bun? But he still glared at the other party coldly, the majesty of the strong man is inviolable, and after listening to the other party's explanation, Cheng Qian understood it in his heart.

However, this storage method is of course very convenient, but Cheng Qian doesn't need it, because he also knows that he won't stay in the underworld for too long, and as soon as the thought turned in his mind, he opened his mind and said: "In this case, Cheng will deposit 200 million of the Immortal Stones into your firm, and pay me all the rest." ”

"Okay, please also ask the seniors to inject the soul imprint into this thing. "The ghost servant picked up two tokens from the tray, the tokens were black and gold, and the two ghost words 'Diyuan' were engraved on them, which looked high-end and high-grade.

Seeing this situation, Cheng Qian's divine thoughts glanced at the two tokens lightly, and did not find anything strange, so he took one piece casually, and the mana in his body flowed, and the divine sense mark was injected into the token.

"Is that all it take?" Cheng Qian asked suspiciously, and returned the token in his hand to the other party.

Seeing this, the ghost servant hurriedly put another token that was not engraved into the seal in a strange magic plate, and after quickly playing a magic trick, he took it out and handed it to Cheng Qian: "Senior, a token with the seal of this firm will be handed over to you, and the power of your divine soul has been transmitted to the headquarters of this firm at this moment, and you only need to rely on this token to withdraw the other 200 million spirit stones at the rudder of any bank." ”

"That's good!" Cheng Qian took another token with the mark of the firm in his hand and played with it, then nodded, as if he was extremely satisfied.

Then the ghost servant took out a cyan storage ring from his waist, handed it to Cheng Qian, and said, "Senior, there are 230 million spirit stones in here, you can count them!"

Cheng Qian took the storage ring and glanced at it quickly, then put it away with the token, and it seemed that there was nothing else to do, so after chatting with the ghost servant, he left the grocery store.

"Senior, go slowly, welcome to this firm next time!" After the ghost servant sent Cheng Qian out of the door, he said respectfully, then turned around and returned to the store, and said with a light in his eyes: "It's done!"

Now that Cheng Qian is truly stable in the underworld, he doesn't worry about the underworld, and after walking around the street, he quickly returned to the cave he rented.

As soon as he returned to the cave, his face sank slightly, and he saw Kulun yawning on a chair in the hall, seemingly looking extremely leisurely.

"Hasn't the blue butterfly returned?"

Cheng Qian's cold voice came out, which startled the bitter wheel, rolled from the chair to the ground with a snort, and hurriedly got up, and said in surprise: "Senior, you're back, isn't Blue Butterfly with you?"

Hearing this, Cheng Qian also understood, the witch had not come back yet, and snorted coldly: "This seat has gone to retreat, you pay close attention to the movement outside during this time, if Blue Butterfly comes back, if her identity is exposed, you will notify me immediately!"

As soon as the words fell, Cheng Qian flicked his sleeves into his room, and the next moment the door was closed, and the prohibition outside the room suddenly lit up.

"Could it be that something happened to that little witch of Blue Butterfly?" Kulun was stunned for a moment, muttered, and then trembled a little, if his identity was really exposed and he was caught by the city lord, wouldn't even Senior Cheng and myself suffer.

As soon as I thought of this, I was frightened, and hurriedly ran out to inquire about the news.

After returning to the cave, Cheng Qian's face was a little gloomy and he sat cross-legged on the soft bed, his hands pinching the magic trick in front of him like a butterfly wearing flowers, and under the burst of countless spiritual lights, a strange rune mark was formed in the void.

The obscure rune mark flickered with a strange green glow, and then a trace of demonic energy faintly overflowed from it, and flickered with a faint blue glow.

"Smack!"

Seeing this, Cheng Qian suddenly burst into flames, and with a sword qi in his hand, all the tables and chairs in the room were shattered.

"How can this be reasonable, I really don't know whether to live or die, and I actually left this place like this!" Cheng Qian looked at the flickering rune mark with some anger, and the faint blue light inside was naturally the sealed blue butterfly natal soul, and with this faint light, this woman was extremely far away from Cheng Qian, and she was probably thousands of miles away.

Until now, Cheng Qian still doesn't know what Blue Butterfly is doing!

"It seems that it won't be long before this Twilight City will be bleeding!" Cheng Qian's eyes flashed with coldness, as if the spiritual light in his palm flashed, and a sword qi appeared, as if it was about to pierce the rune of the void in the next moment.

What is sealed in the rune is the soul of the blue butterfly, and once it is destroyed, it means that the blue butterfly will turn into a dead soul in the next moment.

The sharp sword was only a finger away from the rune, and after hesitating for a long time, Cheng Qian didn't stab it, although Blue Butterfly didn't have his sidekick as his handmaiden, but he seemed to have other plans at the moment, Twilight Eyes!

Cheng Qian clenched his fist suddenly, put away the sword, and muttered: "That's it, even if you go to ventilate now, it won't be a fulfillment for me!" (to be continued......)