Those who only need clear qi are immortals, and those who only need turbid qi are ghosts, and the beings in the middle are all turbid.

The earth of Yin Si needs more ghosts to be enriched, and the many cultivators in the world also need disciples, and the contradictions between the two sides appear.

Beings with spiritual roots can practice, they can fly to the heavens and the earth, they can live forever, and they can do it in the Yin Division, but the premise of practicing in the Yin Division is that you have to die first, and you can't die first if you have any cultivation.

Therefore, those who have spiritual roots will either enter the cultivation world, or they will become ghosts after death.

This is the fundamental problem, so when there are too many monks in a certain place, it will provoke a catastrophe of ghosts and ghosts.

The behavior of ghosts appearing in the human world is very simple, that is, killing, killing enough human beings, killing those spiritual roots in the mundane world become ghosts in advance, killing until the talents in the cultivation world wither, and the strong are no longer there, so naturally they are unable to recruit more monks and disciples.

The ultimate goal is to rob people.

If you have a lot of people, I'll come to beat you, I have a lot of ghosts, and if you have the ability, you come to the place where the turbidity of the earth gathers?

Therefore, the cultivation world in some places will be very cautious in recruiting disciples, and there are many immortal cultivation families for this reason, and the maintenance of bloodline is the minimum.

Or directly, the immortals are separated, and it is difficult for the ordinary to find the immortal fate, and the cultivators also try their best to avoid appearing in the mortal world.

Of course, there is also the other extreme, what kind of yin and ghost things cholera world, come and kill one by one, come and kill one pair, so that the cultivation world of that land will become more and more prosperous, and mortals can easily accommodate the cultivation world.

Zhang Qing felt that Yun Mengze should be regarded as the kind in the middle, with a little strength, but he didn't dare to expand himself too much, and tried on the edge of the cliff again and again, maybe one day it would suddenly break out more than two hundred years ago.

Or, Yun Mengze will usher in unprecedented prosperity, and any spiritual root person will be able to become a monk.

Therefore, in this mortal country, there are traces of monks, and there are legends of immortal masters in many places, but on the other hand, there are strict restrictions on the movement of people, and it can be said that mortals cannot walk an inch without a guide.

Of course, Zhang Qing never thinks too much about the uncertain future, especially when his destination has already arrived.

Raising his head and looking at the glorious mansion in front of him, Zhang Qing walked to the high-rise inn not far away.

The seven-story pavilion may be due to its proximity to the mansion, which is the top enjoyment in this peaceful city.

"There seems to be more than one monk there, and there seem to be more monks in this city." Standing by the window on the sixth floor, Zhang Qing looked at the bustling city center below, and then looked at the mask in his hand.

……

When night comes, the central area of Anning City is still brightly lit, and there are even many more people at night than in the evening.

Moreover, they all put on masks and shuttled through the streets, which was very lively.

In the midst of such a crowd, the gate of the Dechen Mansion was gently slammed.

Squeak~

A crack opened in the extravagant door, and a pair of eyes looked at the masked man outside revealing vigilance, "What person?" ”

At the door, Zhang Qing stretched out a finger, and a wisp of water surrounded him, revealing shock in those eyes.

"Immortal...... Wait a minute, I'll let you know. ”

The door closed, but soon reopened, and a man who looked like a butler respectfully raised his palm and led Zhang Qing into the mansion.

All the way through many small courtyards, the man did not say a word, let alone look back at Zhang Qing, and finally led him to a hall, where there were already three figures drinking tea casually.

"There is another Taoist friend, and the humble house is shining." A gray-haired old man stood up and bowed his hand towards Zhang Qing, his voice full of anger, which was extremely inconsistent with his appearance.

"Old decay Feng Yangzi, I don't know what to call a friend?" After speaking, the old man glanced left and right, and seemed to react, "These two are old friends, Daoist Mingyue and Mr. Beibing." ”

Zhang Qing glanced at the Feng Yangzi, then looked at the two of them, and nodded, "The old gentleman can call me a mirror." ”

"It's Mr. Kagami, please take a seat." Feng Yangzi then said to the man, "Yao'er, go and get my Youfeng tea." ”

"The child obeys."

Zhang Qing reacted at this time, that man was actually the descendant of this Fengyangzi.

"I don't know where you practice?" After Zhang Qing took his seat, Feng Yangzi asked.

Zhang Qing also replied casually: "It's just a water mansion, it can't be in the eyes of the old gentleman, and it can be enjoyed in this mortal country." ”

"It's only enjoyment, not as good as Mr. Jing's future, but I look at Mr., it seems to be ...... First time in the mortal world? ”

Hearing Feng Yangzi's words, Zhang Qing's face narrowed slightly, "How did the old gentleman know?" ”

Through the mask, Feng Yangzi could also feel Zhang Qing's vigilance, but he still couldn't help but smile: "The reopening of Lieyangfang City is imminent, so many colleagues have appeared nearby recently, and these two friends of mine have actually arrived in Anning City in the past few days, and they are temporarily borrowed from me." ”

"As for how I guessed that Mr. Jing was the first time to enter the world, did you know that in so many days, you were the first monk to appear with me in the open?"

"I see." Zhang Qing smiled and nodded, then picked up the tea and drank it.

"No, you still don't know, otherwise you wouldn't have drunk my tea rashly." Feng Yangzi still narrowed slightly, but unexpectedly did not feel Zhang Qing's mood swings.

This made him can't help but doubt his own vision, could it really be that he guessed wrong, this one has something?

"The old gentleman wants to say that although this Dust Mansion is the only place in Anning City where the monks are located, in the cultivation world, they are wary of each other, so even if they know that this is an opportunity for a small gathering, they will not come easily, not to mention, they don't know the old gentleman."

"That's true, so Mr. Jing is quite bold, but you can rest assured, I, Fengyangzi, have been in this Anning City for so many years, and I will not ruin my reputation, if Mr. wants, you can stay here, and wait until three days later, I will go to Na Lieyangfang City together."

"It's not bothersome, I don't live far away, but I want to go to Lieyangfang City, and I'm willing to go with you."

In Yunmengze, there are quite a few cultivators, and the four clans of one sect are unparalleled in quality, but in terms of quantity, they are only a very small part in Yunmengze.

What's more, it's still those small families and small clans, as well as scattered cultivators who don't have a bloodline to maintain their inheritance.

And because these people have no background behind them, but they have to need a lot of resources for cultivation, and relying on individuals alone is of course a drop in the bucket, so there is the emergence of Fang Market.

Fang Market, which is the usual gathering place of the Yunmengze cultivation world, trades with each other.

It can be said that, with the exception of one sect and four clans, almost all cultivators need to rely on the Fang City in order to quickly refine their cultivation.