Shen Tu left, and left after speaking, Xu Cheng couldn't sit still, the ancient monks ate mountain springs, swallowed the sun and moon aura, and traveled freely, for thousands of years. Now you want to be leisurely, swallowing, plain and natural, but if someone wants to kill you and take your treasure, do you kill him?

Xu Cheng shook his head, the world is like this, what he can work hard is to be the one who kills people.

The main place of the Ghost Peak.

"Peak Master, Senior Brother Xu Cheng asks to see you. A disciple whispered.

"Here, let him in!"

This is the disciple of this ghost, a man named Qingyue, who looked at Xu Cheng staring intently at the moment, Xu Cheng coughed, and then woke up this little girl, looked at Xu Cheng and said, "Master, Master said, let you jìnqù!"

Xu Cheng nodded and said, "Thank you, junior sister." ”

The core disciples can change their clothes and not be bound by the rules of the sect, at this moment Xu Cheng is wearing a water and fire robe, he is very self-cultivation, and his appearance is extremely good-looking, if he is in the mortal world, he will definitely exclaim, "What a handsome little Taoist." ”

After Xu Cheng left, Na Qingyue still looked at it stupidly, silently reciting the heart-clearing mantra in her heart, but as soon as she closed her eyes, her head was full of Xu Cheng's sentence: "Senior sister, can you go and pass the word." ”

"You're here. Ghost Ming looked at Xu Chengdao, he was extremely satisfied with this disciple, if it weren't for the fact that he had enough apprentices now, he really couldn't be distracted, and the senior sister had been yearning for the ruthless realm of Heavenly Dao, this Xu Cheng probably already had a master, so he wouldn't be wandering again.

Thinking of this, this ghost couldn't help but look at Xu Cheng with some shame and said, "That's it." ”

Xu Cheng nodded and said, "Yes." "At this point, there is no need to say much.

"He should be killed, but we old guys can't do it, you go, remember that you are just a dispensable, don't work hard, in fact, Emperor Ying's child is enough. The ghost said softly, saying that a jade pendant made of mutton fat and beautiful jade was just thinking about Xu Cheng to bounce.

Xu Cheng then looked at the ghost in confusion.

The ghost nodded and said: "It is sealed with my ghost path method, the strongest blow can save your life, but it's just a blow, don't overestimate it too much, you can go yourself." ”

Xu Cheng said: "Thank you to the Lord of the Ghost Peak Peak. ”

The ghost nodded, waving his long sleeves.

Xu Cheng retreated knowingly, and when he arrived at the door, he nodded to the little junior sister who had been stunned at the door: "Senior sister, I'll go." ”

Senior Sister Qingyue was suddenly stunned, looked at Xu Cheng and suddenly said, "My name is Qingyue." ”

Xu Cheng smiled dumbly, I'm afraid that this little junior sister didn't hear what she said clearly.

"Oh, Senior Sister Qingyue, thank you for leaving. ”

"By the way, did I show you that ghost map?" The ghostly voice shook in the distance.

Xu Cheng patted his head, but he forgot about the thing he was given.

"Go back to kànkàn, although it is useless, but the master also gave it to me very solemnly back then, maybe there is some secret!" The ghost said suddenly, and the last voice only sounded next to Xu Cheng's ears, and Qingyue looked dumbfounded, and it seemed that she hadn't heard anything

"Yes. Xu Cheng bowed to the ghost side, Ran Hu smiled at the little junior sister, turned around and walked down the mountain, step by step, and disappeared into the eyes of the little junior sister in the blink of an eye.

In the cave.

Xu Cheng carefully looked at the thin ghost book.

The book is very thin, with two words written on it, with a somewhat feminine feeling, and it looks like a woman's handwriting.

Xu Cheng opened it, and as expected, it was just a catalogue like the white ghost catalogue he got from the corpse of the Heavenly Demon Palace, it was a catalogue.

It depicts all kinds of ghosts, and although the painting is vivid, it still feels a little chicken.

Xu Cheng's current bloodline devouring power has safely swallowed that thing, and he can have more time to think about what to absorb, because this is the biggest capital that Xu Cheng can continue to improve, the power of bloodline, from ancient times, if Xu Cheng doesn't use it, then it won't be interesting.

What's more, after Xu Cheng absorbed the power of the snake bloodline, he had already begun to be affected by the power of the bloodline, I am afraid that if he does not absorb a more advanced bloodline power, he will not be able to break through to a higher realm.

There are all kinds of ghosts depicted on it.

"Wraith, Yin Qi gathers and melts. ”

"Hell. When mortals die, their breath does not open, and their thoughts do not melt when they are monks."

"Ghosts. In the Ghost Prison, the Living"

Xu Cheng flipped through it, the books were very thin and a little obscure, Xu Cheng thought about it for a long time, and estimated that the reason why this peak master valued it so much was that he regarded this as a inheritance.

Xu Cheng's thoughts gradually drifted.

The books between the palms of the hands are also gradually flipping through and making a rattling sound.

Xu Cheng looked at the book with his eyes, but he didn't pay special attention to it in his heart, and gradually flipped, but an arc appeared in the depths of his eyes.

Xu Cheng's spirit suddenly focused.

The arc disappears.

Xu Cheng's eyes suddenly changed, and he became interested, at this moment, this book, between Xu Cheng's palms, was still pinched into a strange shape, and Xu Cheng did not let go of his hand and continued to look at it.

looked closely, but found that there was something similar to ink on the inside of each one.

Xu Cheng's palm was forced, and in an instant, the entire book was scattered, turned into pieces, and flew in front of Xu Cheng.

Xu Cheng looked at the little bit of ink and couldn't help but smile bitterly, this ghost peak master, really gave me a problem, Xu Cheng put the books away according to the number of pages, and planned to put them first, and then go to the sect to hide the scriptures and find some information that is closed with this thing.

After Xu Cheng sorted it out, he recovered from his injuries again, although it was not zhīdào ten days later, what would it be, but it would definitely not be a very simple killing, because none of the monks who could become elders and escape from death were easy to deal with.

Xu Cheng kept calculating.

"Where is the best place to kill an elder? What is the reason needed? How much effort will Emperor Ying exert himself? What do you need to do yourself?"

Xu Cheng thought about it, and already understood most of the premeditated plans about Na Shen Tu.

In the palace.

Emperor Ying made a move.

I'm here to deal with the Locked-Spirit Skeletons.

Ten days passed like flowing water, Xu Cheng put the jade pendant on his waist, put the small jade bottle beside him, turned around and pushed the door and left.

It's still early in the morning, and there's still a thick haze that can't be dissolved.

Xu Cheng's eyes were very bright.