Based on the dragon's body, build a ghost city in the underworld.

Bai Yujun almost instantly understood after hearing the three words of Longjiao Peak, this ghost city of Xudu was clearly built with the body of a dragon's god, no wonder the city wall was winding and not straight, winding and circling and undulating, like a snake coiling up and protecting its head in the middle.

The hill in the center of the city is the head of the dragon, and the palace is also built according to the position of the five senses such as the dragon.

Shuangyin Mountain is the twin horns of the dragon.

The ghost city of Xudu covers an area of aurora, the hills are huge, the dragon horn peak towers into the gray mist and seems to support the underworld, the black city wall is thick and I don't know how many thousands of miles, Bai Yujun can't imagine how strong this dragon is.

Standing on the street and looking back and forth, a certain white felt that he was still young.

"I don't know how many tens of thousands of years have been in the ruins, what did the mythical beasts eat in ancient times?"

It should be dead, otherwise it would not have allowed other creatures to build a complex on its body, and countless ghosts would live there, who killed the dragon and used its corpse to build a ghost city in Xudu?

After the fall of the dragon, the body and soul slowly returned to the origin of heaven and earth.

There is a great power to strengthen the corpse with mana, and build the strongest central ghost city in the underworld, and it is difficult for foreign enemies to break through the underworld.

A white slender jade finger touched the slightly bulging bridge of the pretty nose, pondering whether it was good to analyze.

"There must be treasures hidden in the fall of the dragon, and others who can't find the treasures can only take away some worthless things, and the treasures must be hidden somewhere in the dragon's head, hidden by secret methods. ”

Look left and right.

Go to the base of the wall and sit down against the wall to rest, and press the stone bricks on the ground with your little hands.

Where there is land, there is a leyline, and if there is a leyline, it must give birth to dragon qi to form a dragon vein, whether it is a plain or a high mountain, Bai Yujun wants to try to find the location of the ghost city leyline.

The dragon qi goes deep into the ground and continues to search.

Close your eyes and calm your mind......

Nai Ho Bridge.

Meng Po, who was rickety, smiled, scooped up a scoop of water and drank it, but she couldn't taste anything.

Turning his head to look at the ghost town, he seemed to be waiting, muttering something in his mouth I can't remember how many thousands of years, the first time a living dragon came to the underworld.

The black and gray palace of the ghost city on the hill was full of candles, and the king in the robes of a mighty official looked through the incomplete ancient books, but his eyes looked at the street below the mountain, and in his pupils was a fairy girl leaning against the wall.

Eighteen layers of hell, black and red, eerie and terrifying beyond words.

A golden-robed monk looked up and stared silently......

Bai Yujun didn't feel too much in his cultivation, but he vaguely knew who was peeping in the distance, and the dragon qi that went deep into the ground did find the dragon's bones, but he couldn't distinguish other specific details.

I wanted to take a closer look, so I pondered for a moment.

Take back the dragon qi and give up the search.

Stood up and clapped his hands to dust off the paper ashes, picked up the little doll that made a ghost with his grandfather's grandfather's father and threw it aside, what a poor family, several generations of single transmission finally extinct.

"Immortal General...... The immortal will take me to the heavenly court to have a look~"

"How good it is for the little kid to stay in the underworld, for you the yin energy is like honey, the yang energy is like poison, the sun and the moon in the heavenly court shine on the yang energy, you want to be burned to ashes to see it. ”

The little old ghost broke free and landed on the ground and followed.

"And where are you going now?"

"Go back to Heaven to bask in the sun, if you want to go, you can follow, be careful that you can't climb up after falling off the Lechuan River, if you are honestly a ghost in this underworld, you may become a ghost and immortal in the future, and you can only go to Heaven when you are a priest. ”

Bai Yujun gave up affecting the leylines and planned to go back to Heaven to rest, no matter who wants to make trouble, I don't!

The little old ghost doll sighed.

"That's still forget it, it's really tiring to really do the yin, it's better to drink a bowl of Meng Po soup and jump into the reincarnation to start over, it's not fun. ”

A certain white head did not wave his hand back.

"Goodbye, little brother~"

Quickly swept through the gloomy and dim ghost city, quickly returned to the Heavenly Soldiers to settle down and rest the magic circle, and called all his subordinates to return to the Ghost Gate Pass by name and go to the Heavenly Court, what he didn't know was that Meng Po smiled and poured soup into the Yin Soul.

......

Fuliang Country.

In the palace, the fourth son of the emperor, Zhong Qi, looked at the eunuch who read the holy decree in a daze.

It's a prince, it feels so unreal, it's like a dream, it's unbelievable.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince still hasn't accepted the order to thank you?"

The eunuch kindly reminded.

Zhong Qi slowed down for a moment before he reacted, and hurriedly stepped forward to take the holy decree, there is no need to kneel or kowtow in terms of etiquette, just thank you in your mouth and accept the holy decree, dizzy, when the palm touches the holy decree, you know that it is not a dream, and what the goddess of white armor will say is true!

"When we looked at His Royal Highness, we knew that there must be today, and sure enough, only His Royal Highness is the real candidate for the crown prince~"

"Gong Zhongguan has worked hard, and his little heart is not respectful. ”

"His Royal Highness the Prince, don't be like this, it's too late for the old slave to be happy, don't do it~"

The old eunuch didn't dare to accept the money, Zhong Qi had to give up, saying that he would have time to taste tea and boil wine to send the old eunuch out of the gate in the future, and the wives and concubines at home cried with joy, and the old servant whimpered.

And the prince also sat on the ground after closing the door, for fear that he was dreaming.

Everything is so unreal, I was still at home helplessly waiting for the nightmare to come, the brothers died several times, the noble ministers and the family did not dare to speak, the big court became a god master Yiyan Hall, the people only knew the god master but did not know the court, and even cursed the old father and emperor to old age.

It's strange to say.

Previously, the father wanted to crown a few brothers as the crown prince to inherit the throne.

What's weird is that whoever is unlucky, shopping was hit by a carriage and lying at home to recuperate, hangover Qinglou, participated in the court and made mistakes and was dismissed, inexplicably caused the crown prince's position to hang for a long time, and his reputation is getting better and better.

In the end, the choice of the crown prince fell to himself.

If you don't choose, you can't do it, and the rest of the brothers are unlucky to be home and don't have the throne.

Suddenly, I remembered what the white-armored god had said.

"Do any of you remember where the overnight master lived? Hurry up and prepare gifts, and the palace will personally go to meet you, by the way, bring all the money from home!"

For people in ancient times, days were wasted on what seemed like a close distance.

The crown prince of Fuliang went to the countryside with gold and silver, went around and wasted more than a month to find the legendary Feilaifeng Zhuquan Temple, and led people to carry the silver up the mountain, and happened to meet the monk and two disciples who had just returned to the mountain.

Lao Huixian returned with a dozen taels of silver that he had finally obtained, and he was elated, after all, he was one step closer to rebuilding Zhuquan Temple.

The three of them do not wish to become gods, immortals, or Buddhas.

I just want to repair the Zhuquan Temple, and there is a place to shelter from the wind and rain and cook and practice.

The silver is stained with black substance all the year round, and Lao Huixian is too lazy to wash it or reluctant to wash it, for fear that he will fall off the scale, so he returns happily in his arms.

The small stone walking in front saw many people at the gate of the temple, and was immediately anxious.

"Stop, let go of the broken door!"

Zhong Qi, who was bending down to pick up the rotten wooden door, was stunned suddenly, the strength in his hand was unbalanced, and he grabbed the wooden door into rotten wood slag and slipped down his fingers......

"This door...... It's time to fix it. ”

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