"It's empty up there, so let's go up and talk. Wu Dongfang raised his hand and pointed to the city wall above.

"It's all done. The yellow-haired ghost nodded repeatedly.

Wu Dongfang raised his spirit, reached the top of the city wall, and urged the aura to shatter the fragile barrier and enter the top of the city wall.

Huang Mao then followed, it took off without borrowing strength, raised its right hand, and lifted it into the air as flat as Superman Flying, but although this guy has a superhuman posture but no superhuman speed, he flies like a kite, such a low cultivation, no matter who is among the four, he can kick it to death with one kick.

Because the city wall was very rough and the top was not flat, the two of them found a relatively flat area from the city wall and sat down. ”

"How many years has Brother Huang lived here?" Wu Dongfang took out a jar of wine from his Qiankun bag.

When the yellow-haired ghost saw the wine jar, he drooled again, staring directly at the wine jar, how could he have the heart to answer Wu Dongfang's question.

Wu Dongfang slapped open the mud seal and handed the wine jar to Huang Mao, Huang Mao hurriedly threw down the stick, took it with both hands, swallowed the cow drink, and drank half of the jar in one breath before putting down the wine jar and taking a breath, "It's really good wine." ”

After finishing speaking, he remembered that Wu Dongfang hadn't drunk it yet, and awkwardly handed the wine jar to Wu Dongfang, "Come on, come on, you drink it too." ”

"There's more. Wu Dongfang took out another jar from the Qiankun bag.

Seeing that Wu Dongfang took out another jar, Huang Mao hurriedly put the wine jar back, and put down the jar after drinking a little bit of it.

"I always thought that the genus of ghosts was to smell the breath, but I didn't expect that Brother Huang would be able to drink the yang wine directly. Wu Dongfang slapped open the wine jar and evened half a jar of wine to Huang Mao.

"Ordinary ghosts naturally don't have this kind of blessing, but I have cultivated a physical yin body, which they can't compare. Huang Mao said.

"Come, Brother Huang, please. Wu Dongfang took a peach from Qiankun's bag and handed it over.

"This, this, I can't help myself after drinking your wine, how can I eat your fruit again?" Huang Mao hesitated, wanted to take it but was embarrassed to take it, "To tell you the truth, I don't hide it from the Holy Witch, my ghost king is very small, and his mana is not very big, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you much." ”

When Wu Dongfang heard this, he instantly had a good impression of this green-faced and fanged guy, this guy also knew that he couldn't help and didn't eat other people's food in vain, "Brother Huang just eats, I don't have anything to ask for." ”

Huang Mao heard him say this, so he took the peach, wrinkled his nose in front of his nose and sucked it, and the originally tender peach instantly turned into a blackened dried peach.

"Why doesn't Brother Huang just enjoy it?" Wu Dongfang asked curiously.

"Wine is the essence of the five grains, it doesn't hurt to drink some, you can't eat anything else. Huang Mao threw away the peach pit with his backhand.

Wu Dongfang's eyes were sharp, and he noticed that there were traces of corrosion on Huang Mao's hands, which showed that the folklore was true, ghosts were not afraid of peaches, but they were afraid of peach pits and peach wood.

"How long has it been since that friend of the Holy Witch has been dead?" Huang Mao'er ate and drank, and began to want to do something for others, even if it couldn't be done, he had to provide some news.

"Don't be in a hurry, drink first. Wu Dongfang grabbed the wine jar, and Huang Mao also grabbed the wine jar and drank with him.

"Brother Huang, how big is this underworld?" Wu Dongfang asked with a speech after putting down the wine jar.

"It's big, but no one has ever crossed the border, and no one knows how big it is. Huang Mao shook his head and said.

Wu Dongfang nodded, his question was indeed not easy to answer, and he couldn't answer it when he asked a small official of the Tu clan how big the earth was.

"What kind of place is this?" Wu Dongfang pointed to the city wall where the two of them were.

"The ghost gate passes, the yin ghosts have to pass this pass when they go down to the underworld, and only after the ghost gate pass can they enter the ghost city. Huang Mao replied.

"Why did they enter the ghost town and stay outside?" Wu Dongfang raised his hand and pointed to the dim area outside the city.

"There's nothing outside, why stay outside?" Huang Mao picked up the wine jar and took a sip, "Staying outside is only a dead end." ”

"What will happen if you stay outside the city?" Wu Dongfang asked.

"If you stay too long, your soul will be annihilated, are you afraid that the person you are looking for will not be in the city?" Huang Mao asked rhetorically.

"Yes. Wu Dongfang nodded and smiled, although Huang Mao is five big and three thick, he is not stupid.

"When did the person you're looking for die?" asked Huang Mao.

"I've been dead for more than seventy years. Wu Dongfang said.

"How old are you, where are you such an old friend?" asked Huang Mao suspiciously.

"I can't say a word or two. Wu Dongfang said casually.

"For more than 70 years, even if I haven't been reincarnated, I have a few layers inside. Huang Mao said.

After the yellow-haired ghost finished speaking, he saw Wu Dongfang's doubts, so he explained, "The holy witch doesn't know, the ghost city is divided into nine layers, this is the outermost layer, and there are eight layers inside, the newly dead ghosts are all outside, and those who have been dead for many years are usually inside." ”

"Who decides reincarnation?" Wu Dongfang asked again.

"No one can decide, it seems like you have to try your luck. Huang Mao is not sure.

Wu Dongfang nodded, picked up the wine jar and saluted Huang Mao again, and then continued to ask, Huang Mao eats people with a short mouth, and knows everything, according to Huang Mao, the ghost city is divided into nine layers, one ring after another, from here to the other outer gate has to walk for half a month, according to the speed of the Yin Soul in the underworld, the ghost city should be thousands of miles in radius.

Previously, he had always thought that the layer of the underworld was the upper and lower layers, but he didn't expect it to be the outer and inner layers, and in addition, the ghost city was much larger than he had guessed before, and it might be larger than the Kyushu boundary under the jurisdiction of the Tu clan.

The number of entrances to the ninth floor also varies, with nine doors on the outermost floor and eight doors on the second floor, and the further you go inside, the fewer doors there are, and there is only one door on the innermost floor. The deeper you go, the deeper the path of the ghost king, these ghost kings have no affiliation with each other, that is to say, there is no one to lead them uniformly, and there are often fights between the ghost kings and the ghost kings.

Cultivators lose most of their aura cultivation after death, but their souls are stronger than ordinary people, and their cultivation from the underworld is much faster than ordinary ghosts, so this kind of yin spirits are usually eliminated by the ghost king as a potential competitor.

What he didn't expect was that the underworld is the same as the yang world, there are also night and day, at this time it is night, and the light will be brighter during the day, it is the kind of light that is somewhat similar to the moonlight, it comes from above, and no one knows what it emits.

At this time, the underworld is disorderly, there is no unified management, there is no law enforcement agency to judge the ghost, and there is no one-stop service such as Meng Po Tang Nai He Bridge, most of the ghost kings will plunder the offerings of other ghosts, and the main basis for them to judge how many offerings a yin soul can bring is the light on the body of the yin, this light is called spiritual light by the underworld, this is the thoughts and concerns of the living relatives for the deceased, there is a person who misses it, there is a ray of light shining on its body, many people miss it, there will be a lot of light shining on it, the more light it is, the better the character of the person when he is alive, and the ghost king will treat these yin spirits well, but the ghost king is not kind to the Yin Soul because of its good character, but that this kind of Yin Soul has more people to worship it and can bring more sacrifices.

In addition, neither the ghost king nor the ghost can easily leave the underworld, nor can they take the initiative to communicate with the living, unless they are strongly summoned by the living or with the help of a magic weapon that can open the underworld to temporarily go back, speaking of this, Huang Mao showed an envious look, "Two days ago, the Ghost King of the Night was invited out, and the scene was so pompous, and the spiritual light shot from above can be seen clearly from here." ”

"The Ghost King of the Night is the ghost king of the first layer?" Wu Dongfang felt a pang in his heart, even if he knew the method of summoning, the ghost king was not something that ordinary people could invite, and at this time, four of the holy witches of the five clans were in the underworld, and only Miaomiao herself was in the yang world.

"The eighth floor, it's amazing. Huang Mao replied.

"What's its name?" Wu Dongfang asked eagerly.

"I don't know, we only know its name, no one knows the name," Huang Mao suddenly remembered something when he said this, "I thought that it might have been called Shenzhao when it was alive, and this is the name of the prayer mantra that was passed down from it a few days ago." ”

Wu Dongfang was stunned.

"It's not going to be him you're looking for, is it?" Huang Mao tilted his head to look at Wu Dongfang, and at the same time secretly took the wine jar that he had put aside and hadn't drunk.

"I'm so lucky. Wu Dongfang laughed angrily.

"Is it really him?!" Huang Mao's eyes widened, no one has come here for many years, and no one has gone out for many years, and the chance of coming and going is too small

"Is it a man or a woman who is reciting the mantra?" Wu Dongfang asked with a frown.

"There are a lot of people, and the lead singer is two women, and the voices are one old and one young. Huang Mao said.

Wu Dongfang frowned and was silent, the spell of summoning the revenant soul is not profound, the mages of the five clans will, but summoning the ghost king is not the same as summoning the revenant, Miao Miao didn't know that the ghost king of the underworld has now become the ghost king, the helper she is looking for may know this, and now they are likely to have been attacked by the mirage, so they summoned the wizards who were loyal to Shaokang to join forces and invited the underworld out.

"Your friend's face is not good-looking, is something wrong?" Huang Mao nodded downward.

Wu Dongfang retracted his thoughts, turned his head to look down, and saw Fei Xuan and the others standing under the wall with anxious expressions.

Finding that Wu Dongfang had moved his gaze, Fei Xuan hurriedly beckoned to him and motioned for him to go down.

"Brother Huang, there is still a jar here, you can keep it and drink it slowly. Wu Dongfang took out another jar of wine from Qiankun's bag and handed it to Huang Mao, then floated down the city wall.

"Something happened to our people. I don't know if I was nervous or angry, Fei Xuan trembled.

"How can this be?" Xin Tong said with a crying voice.

Wu Dongfang looked at Xunshuang, Xunshuang was quite calm, "My Arum and those clansmen were killed by the wizards of their own clan, and the wood clan and the fire clan also encountered the same thing, all the wizards suddenly went crazy and killed many clansmen, and now they are missing." ”

Wu Dongfang frowned and was silent, what he was most worried about had happened, the mirage had controlled the divine consciousness of the wizards of various races, and at this time, these wizards might be fighting with Miao Miao and others.

"Since you're here, let's find someone first. Xunshuang said.

Wu Dongfang tilted his head and glanced at Xunshuang, at this critical juncture, Xunshuang's words were very heavy.

"Brother Huang, do you know when the Night Ghost King will be able to return?" Wu Dongfang asked Huang Mao, who had already jumped down.

"We are yin people, we can't stay in the yang world for too long, we can only stay for three pairs at most, we're coming back soon, a few of us have just come down, it's okay to stay for a few days, I'll arrange a place for you to stay." Huang Mao said.

The three of them looked at Wu Dongfang suspiciously, Wu Dongfang knew why the three of them looked at him, "The Night Ghost King is the Dark Zhao, and the Holy Witch of the Turkish Clan invited him out two days ago. ”

The three of them were all stunned, and Fei Xuan was the first to react, "Do you want to wait?"

Wu Dongfang frowned and said nothing, he invited Fei Xuan and the others here, the main purpose was to protect them, at this time the outside was undoubtedly the most intense moment, and going out at this time would inevitably experience a bloody battle. But waiting here is not a way, the three of them already know that their clan is in trouble, and every second they stay here is torment. In addition, in order to help Ji Ke, Ming Zhao did not hesitate to risk his life, which shows that this person is very affectionate, and if he doesn't go out, he will definitely do his best when he goes out, he has already died once, and if he dies again, there will be no scum left.

"Brother Wu, what should I do?" Xin Tong tugged at the corner of his clothes.

"What the fuck, go, go back ......"