Mu Changning vaguely felt that something was wrong, just now when the ghost cultivator in the late stage of foundation building talked to her, his tone and demeanor were fine, but a slight strangeness flashed in his eyes. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Yuan of Ghost Cultivation cannot be the same as that of monks, they have died once, and they have countless times longer time than human cultivation.

Of course, the Heavenly Dao is meant to be balanced, and ghost cultivation also has many restrictions.

Don't look at the other party is just a late stage of foundation building, in this extremely yin land, in addition to the heavy yin qi, the materials are scarce, and the age of the ghost cultivator is thousands of years older than them!

It's all an old fritter, and it's still here!

Mu Changning instinctively felt that there was something wrong with him.

Therefore, she kept an eye on it.

The two of them tried to keep a low profile in the city, not in a hurry, most of the little ghosts they met along the way were in the Qi refining period, as Gong Wuwu guessed at the beginning, the ghost cultivation in this ghost town is generally not high, but the years they survive are definitely much longer than them.

The three kings of the ghost city, Candle Wind, Sinking Wall, and Green Face.

Among these three, Qingmian has the lowest cultivation, so he is more eager for outsiders to cultivate, and he is more imperative - he wants to catch up with the other two as soon as possible, so as not to put himself in the weakest link.

Qingmian set his eyes on them and sent someone to track them down and arrest them, but it was done in secret, trying not to startle the snake, after all, there were two other people watching them, once they were disturbed, Qingmian might not have the ability to swallow it privately.

Mu Changning quickly went through these things in his heart.

Ghost cultivators also have desires, and they will also have desires, and they will be full of yearning for a higher realm, and the two of them are the supplements that are sent to the door in a hurry, and they want to find a way out in this ghostly shadow.

It's dangerous, and it's not as easy as they think.

But danger often comes with chance, there is a saying in the mortal world, wealth and danger are sought, if you can escape this predicament this time, there may not be other blessings in the future.

They were never afraid to take risks.

The ghost town is very large, and the two of them walked around the city, and the houses in the ghost town were all tightly knit and compacted.

Before cultivating to the Jindan stage, ghost cultivators were afraid of sunlight, the ghost town was located in the mountains and cols, it was wet and cold all year round, and only two hours a day would be exposed to sunlight, so the ghost cultivators in the ghost town could still be outdoors most of the day, and in those two sunny hours, they hid in the house.

Gong Wuwu looked at the increasingly scarce pedestrians on the street, raised his eyes and estimated it, and said, "In about half an hour, there will be daylight." ”

Mu Changning pursed his lips slightly.

When the sun shines, they have to find a place to hide from the crowd.

After looking around, Mu Changning couldn't help frowning when he found that the face of a certain passerby had appeared in his field of vision for the third time.

Once or twice may be a coincidence, but three or four times is no accident.

Mu Changning said: "We seem to be being targeted. ”

Gong Wuwu's expression was grim, the fingers hidden under his sleeves were slightly bent, and Mu Changning shook his head secretly: "Don't be impatient." ”

"What's going on?" asked Gong Wufu.

Mu Changning said slowly: "Probably since we stepped into this ghost town, we have already been exposed. ”

The ghost cultivator in the late stage of foundation building that she met before must have seen that something was wrong with them, but as for why they were seen by others, she didn't know.

Seeing a tall tower with a black body standing in the distance, Gong Wuwu said: "This is the Soul Locking Tower." ”

Mu Changning's eyes flashed slightly, this Soul Locking Tower is the lifeblood of the ghost city!

Taking a slight breath, the two of them simply quickened their pace and hurried towards the northwest corner of the city, probably because of their sudden change, those ghost cultivators who originally seemed to be wandering around suddenly lost their proportions.

A strange sense of energy flow suddenly came, and Mu Changning felt a shock in his heart: The time for the medicinal effect of the Transformation Pill has arrived!

Every time I take the Transfiguration Pill, there will be a period of freezing time, and it will take an hour before I can take the second pill, so I really can't hide it if I want to.

Glancing at the sky, Mu Changning hooked his lips slightly.

Actually, it's not impossible.

The two of them stopped directly in place, and those little ghosts stepped forward one by one and surrounded them in a circle, and the white light on the two of them flashed and changed back to their original appearance.

The two sides confronted each other, no one made a sound first, a light and shadow flashed, and strong soul power fluctuations struck, and a mid-stage Jindan ghost cultivator with a faint blue face was already approaching in front of him.

Mu Changning raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking that this ghost cultivator was the blue-faced adult.

Qingmian's face was not very good-looking, and he glared at the group of imps in a circle. He obviously told not to make a noise, but now it's good, it's all messed up!

Mu Changning and Gong Wuwu were not in a hurry, they were not in a hurry at all, the more they dragged it back, the more beneficial it was for them.

Qingmian looked at them, the two of them at the moment were their original appearances, he didn't expect that they were actually two female cultivators with excellent appearances, especially Gong Wuwu...... Everyone has a love for beauty, and Qingmian has been trapped here for thousands of years, and there is no such good-looking female ghost in the sight.

But with a closer look, the brows of the green face are slightly constricted.

He found that he couldn't see through the actual cultivation of these two people.

It must not be easy for these two to be able to remove the ghost marks he planted, but they are careful in their actions, as if they are scrupling about something.

This is the land of extreme yin, and the ghost cultivators must be dominant, they dare not come openly, and the reason why they can remove the ghost mark must be some special magic weapon or secret technique.

It's been isolated from the world for too long, and Qing Mian doesn't know much about the outside world, the ghost mark was condensed by him with his origin soul power, if they really have a way to deal with it, they should be careful.

Qing Mian thought so, and laughed slowly: "Two Taoist friends have come from afar, and they have come to this ghost town, why don't you go to my mansion and sit for a while?"

Mu Changning sneered, "When adults invite people as guests, they are all like this?"

She looked around coldly, and the imps looked at them one by one.

Now that the aura on the two of them has been covered, the vitality that belongs to human cultivation has not been leaked, and the eyes of the little ghosts are not only novel, but also a little obsessed, especially the eyes they look at Gong Wuwu, which is very blatant.

Gong Wuwu's expression was cold, and he clenched his fists.

Qingmian laughed and made a look, and the little ghosts all retreated, but there was another ghost cultivator in the early stage of Jindan by Qingmian's side.

Qingmian smiled and said, "They are not sensible, two Taoist friends, how about this?"

The two Jindan monks came forward to intercept it, and this was a clear threat.

Of course, it is best to solve the problem quietly, and the last thing Qingmian wants to do is to alarm the other two old immortals.

But how can they be slaughtered?

Mu Changning's fingertips moved slightly, and he had long lost the mind of being with him, and said coldly: "Not well." ”

As soon as the words fell, Gong Wuwu's long sleeves flicked, and two 10,000-year-old peach sleeve arrows shot out, coming through the clouds and breaking through the moon with an amazing momentum, Qingmian and another Jindan ghost cultivator were stunned, and the soul power in their bodies suddenly became restless.

The two of them were taken aback at the same time, and lifted the broadsword condensed by soul power and slashed at the peach arrow.

Zizi –

The peachwood Hidden Arrow spun rapidly like a drill, and the surface of the Soul Power Broadsword also emitted gray-black fine smoke, and the color of the knife could be seen gradually fading.

Finally dodged these two sleeve arrows, but two more suddenly attacked, one after the other, as if they were inexhaustible.

"Ah——!h

That Jindan ghost Xiu was suddenly stabbed in the thigh by a sleeve arrow, and let out a miserable scream, and blue-black blood suddenly spurted out from his leg, and his whole body spasmed and called Qingmian: "Big brother!"

Qingmian was indignant, these two little girls actually dared to spread wild in the ghost town!

"Are you dead?" Qing Mian glared at the surrounding little ghosts who were either in the Qi refining period or the foundation building period, and the little ghosts understood and were about to surround them.

These imps are no match for them, but it's always okay to add a little mess at this point.

However, before the little ghosts had time to move, Mu Changning had already thrown out the array plate and array flag, and one after another spirit tricks were punched into it, forming a huge bowl array, trapping this group of little ghosts in it, no matter how they repeatedly hit the formation, they were all bounced back in the end.

The green face was really as his name was, and his face was pale.

He is the weakest link among the major forces in the ghost city, which is why he desperately wants to be promoted.

But these two people cultivated, he couldn't take it!

"I'm not happy, don't think about it!" Qingmian sneered, his whole body soul power was condensed, he looked up to the sky and roared, his voice was loud, and in an instant, the yin wind was blowing, whining and whining, endlessly.

Mu Changning's face is not very good, and the ghost city is not only green, he is calling the other two to come to help, as he said, since it is not allowed to be swallowed, it is better than letting them go unpunished.

Gong Wuwu's expression was grim, he raised his sleeves and shook it violently, more than ten peach wood nails flew out from the cuffs, and the green face carried the Jindan monk who injured his leg in front of him, and the peach wood nails were immediately nailed into the body of the Jindan ghost cultivator, and the Jindan ghost cultivator whimpered, stared at the green face with wide eyes for a long time, and turned into a burst of green smoke and dissipated.

In the blink of an eye, there was another large fluctuation of soul power, and six Jindan ghost cultivators approached him, followed by a group of imps.

One of them, the peak of Jindan, who was dressed in white and had a warm temperament, was undoubtedly the Lord Candle Wind, and there was also a person who was tall in the late stage of Jindan, presumably Lord Shenbi, and the remaining four people ranged from the early to middle stage of Jindan.

All the Jindan ghost cultivators in this ghost town have all arrived at once.

As soon as Qingmian saw someone coming, he cried and complained bitterly, pointing to the clothes left on the ground and shouting: "Two elder brothers, these two people cultivate, they killed the seventh brother, and the two elder brothers must avenge the seventh brother!"

Mu Changning and Gong Wuwu sneered mockingly.

Hearing this, Candle Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, Shen Bi's eyes were surprised, the two of them didn't have much reaction, and the other four Jindan ghost cultivators had green eyes when they heard the word human cultivation, just like wolves seeing their prey, although they tried their best to suppress it, they also inadvertently revealed a greedy and fierce light.

"Bold, dare to be presumptuous in the ghost city, and dare to kill the seventh brother, Lao Tzu has to teach you a lesson today!" A ghost cultivator in the early stage of Jindan couldn't help but rush up first, and the other three were not to be outdone when they heard this, and rushed forward.

Gong Wuwu was very disdainful.

What a loud slogan, but in fact, they want to take them down, absorb the vitality and essence of human cultivation, so as to nourish and promote, if they come up, they will make their own goals clear, and Gong Wuwu will take a look at it, but there are such people, who are inconsistent and hypocritical to the end.

It turns out that whether it is a human or a ghost, it is the same.

The ghost cultivators in the whole ghost city, large and small, high and low, almost all of them rushed up, Gong Wuwu frowned slightly, and threw a piece of something to Mu Changning, "Mu Daoyou." ”

Buying was a piece of cork wood, Mu Changning felt the surging vitality contained in it, and quickly distinguished that this was the wood core of a 10,000-year-old peachwood.

Peach wood specializes in restraining these ghosts, this 10,000-year-old peach wood core is very rare, and it can play a greater role when handed over to Mu Changning, and when necessary, Gong Wuwu will never be stingy.

Mu Changning understood, and with both hands, he crushed the peach wood core into powder, and the peach wood powder drifted away in the wind, sprinkling it on the ghost cultivators, and the ghost cultivators were stained with peach wood powder, and they all wailed in pain.

However, this is not over, Mu Changning's whole body flashed with green light, as if there were thousands of spiritual power silk threads scattered with the wind, and he saw that the peach wood powder fell to the ground and suddenly pulled out, growing peach trees one after another, and the peach trees suddenly bloomed again, growing ten miles of peach forest, and in an instant, the peach blossoms filled the city, scorching its bloom, and the fragrance was overflowing.

The ghost town has become a peach blossom city.

The ghost cultivators with low cultivation have been forced by the fragrance of peach blossoms to have their soul power turbulent in their bodies, and they are holding their heads and running away, but no matter how they escape, how can they escape the speed at which the fragrance spreads?

Even a few Jindan ghost cultivators were somewhat affected.

At this time, a light suddenly lit up over the originally gloomy ghost town, and the sun poured down in a gleeful manner.

The two-hour day has begun.

They've all calculated!

Jinyang, Taolin, the originally lifeless ghost town looks full of life at the moment.

The ghost cultivators in the Jindan period were fine, and once the remaining ghost cultivators touched the sun, their bodies would emit green smoke, and the ghosts cried and howled incessantly, and hurriedly ran into the house.

The ghost cultivators who were trapped in the big bowl formation couldn't escape even if they wanted to, and they clapped the formation desperately, suffering great pain.

Mu Changning withdrew the array disk with a move of his hand, and those ghost cultivators also hurriedly hid in the room where there was no sunlight, and before leaving, several ghost cultivators looked at the two female cultivators curiously, and they didn't know what to think in their hearts, but they all slipped away one by one.

Candle Wind and Shen Bi were a little breathless, and they were about to step forward with a frown, how could Gong Wuwu alone withstand the repeated attacks of seven people, and Mu Changning had just exhausted his spiritual power because he gave birth to this peach forest in the city, and his face was pale.

Green Face was smug, although this prey was supposed to be his own, and now he was forced to share it with others, but it was better than running.

Two stinky girls, it's really hard to deal with!

There has been no communication with the outside world for thousands of years, could it be that the monks of the cultivation realm have become so powerful?