"The Ghost Burial Valley is ahead. Zhongyuan City is located at the junction of the Ghost Burial Valley and the Black Demon Mountain. The Black Demon Mountain is the territory of the Demon Dragon and is difficult for outsiders to enter."
The wind was howling. Jiang Yuebai stood on the barren mountain top and looked in the direction Lu Nanzhi pointed.
Dark clouds covered the sky, and the mountains and the earth seemed to be stained with blood, a dark red color, with bones exposed in the wild and crooked and broken tombstones everywhere.
Jiang Yuebai looked up at the sky, then turned around and looked back in the direction of Jieshi Ridge.
Just separated by a ridge, it's like two worlds were forced together. Behind them, the sun is shining, the climate is hot, and the spiritual energy is abundant.
The front was cold and gloomy, dark and filled with evil spirits.
The howling wind in the middle forms a natural barrier.
"Is this the great power of the Mahayana Immortal Lord? He can forcibly piece together two different regions."
Jiang Yuebai was very curious about the principle behind it, but she couldn't even find the clue and could only sigh that it was a miracle of nature.
"The demonic energy here is very strong. Remember to keep the protective qi in your body at all times." Lu Nanzhi reminded and handed Jiang Yuebai a black mask and a black cloak.
Jiang Yuebai put on a mask and a cloak, condensed three layers of protective qi on his body, and deliberately separated a part of his mind to focus on the protective qi.
Lu Nanzhi summoned the Bingpo Sword, released a demonic aura, and pulled Jiang Yuebai along to fly down the mountain on the sword, speeding past the tombstones all over the mountain.
Some ghosts in the Ghost Burial Valley were startled. As soon as they crawled out from under the tombstones, they were frozen into ice by the sword energy of the Bingpo Sword and exploded on the spot.
Suddenly, the entire Ghost Burial Valley was filled with howling ghosts, making people's scalps numb.
The two rushed all the way and arrived outside Zhongyuan City three days later. If they had not encountered a few ghost generals blocking the way, they would have arrived in two and a half days.
"Why is there no one in this city?"
Jiang Yuebai and Lu Nanzhi walked into the ancient city with its ruins. The cold wind blew up the paper money on the ground, the white flags on the road fluttered, the paper figures were crooked, and the atmosphere was eerie.
The shops looked more like ownerless funeral homes than shops, with even coffins lying on the side of the road.
Lu Nanzhi glanced at the sky and said, "It's not past the You hour yet. Zhongyuan City will not open until the night falls at the Xu hour."
Jiang Yuebai heard some noise and looked over, where he saw two children in the Qi Refining Stage dragging a paper man running from a distance.
"Are there normal people here?" Jiang Yuebai asked curiously.
Lu Nanzhi said, "Yes, but very few. Most of them have a Yin-gathering physique and can only follow the ghost path or the devil path. In addition, the devil cultivators here are very casual. When you are in a good mood, you can chop them with a knife and nothing will happen. When you are in a bad mood, looking at them for a second longer will bring disaster upon you."
"Last time, I saw with my own eyes that a cultivator spoke too loudly and disturbed the demon cultivator who was talking to someone nearby. The demon cultivator turned around and took off the cultivator's head."
Jiang Yuebai grinned and changed to voice transmission, "So domineering?"
"Yes, that's how domineering and casual they are. What the demon cultivators in this world seek is to be free and unrestrained. As long as they are powerful, they will not be afraid of being hunted down and rewarded by the righteous cultivators." Lu Nanzhi also replied through voice transmission.
Jiang Yuebai brushed away the paper money that flew in front of him and asked, "Last time I asked you to help me keep an eye out for the Yellow Spring Flower and the Sanzu River. Have you got any news?"
Lu Nanzhi looked up and pointed with his chin at a building in the middle of the street in the distance that looked like a haunted building with two strings of red lanterns hanging at the door.
"The last time I came here, I heard that Chun Gui Ge would be auctioning off a batch of new goods. Who knows, maybe there will be some."
As he was speaking, the red lanterns at the door of Chun Gui Pavilion suddenly lit up, and then like a chain reaction, all the red and white lanterns in the entire ancient city lit up one after another, fading from dilapidation and returning to prosperity.
Phew~
A chilly wind blew in Jiang Yuebai's face. He narrowed his eyes slightly. He could hear the noisy sounds of people talking about everything under the sun. He saw ripples in front of the shop that looked like a mourning hall on the side of the road.
Behind the ripples on the water, the tables, chairs and benches covered with spider silk looked brand new. A green-faced ghost cultivator who appeared out of nowhere hung up a sign indicating opening of business and stood at the door to greet the ghost cultivator from the shop opposite.
Two ghost children with almost transparent bodies ran past Jiang Yuebai. One of them fell down with a thud, and his head rolled far away, crying loudly. The headless body climbed up and moved around in a daze.
What a ghost market!
Rays of light were rushing in from all directions outside the city. They were all wearing black robes and masks, and had the aura of the living. They were cultivators who came to the Ghost Market to trade. There were Taoists and magic cultivators.
In the boudoir, a beautiful female ghost floated out without touching the ground, making Jiang Yuebai feel like he was watching a pornographic movie in the mortal world.
She doesn't like this kind of place!
"It's okay. I'm here."
Lu Nanzhi walked up to Jiang Yuebai and spoke softly. Jiang Yuebai looked at her, his brows relaxed and he smiled.
The meaning of spiritual practice is to make yourself stronger and no longer afraid of the things you once feared.
"Let's go."
On the way to Chun Gui Ge, Jiang Yuebai took a rough look at the items traded in the ghost market, such as the hair of hundred-year-old ghosts, the nails of thousand-year-old zombies, the eyeballs of evil spirits... Most of them were bartered, and it was rare to see people using incense money.
Lu Nanzhi had also inquired about this before. Incense money and items containing incense scent are extremely precious to ghost cultivators and are only used to trade valuable items.
"Are you two here to participate in the auction? Please show us your Spring Boudoir Orders."
A female ghost cultivator in the early stage of foundation building blocked the door. Lu Nanzhi took out the two tokens that he had exchanged last time.
Tokens need to be purchased and registered in advance so that Chun Gui Pavilion will know how many people will come to the auction and prepare corresponding goods based on the number of people and their cultivation level.
"Okay, okay, please come in!"
Two female ghosts dressed in cherry pink came up and took Jiang Yuebai and Lu Nanzhi into the Spring Boudoir.
Jiang Yuebai discovered that not only did the outside look like Qin Lou Chu Guan, the inside was also exactly the same as Qin Lou Chu Guan.
There is a stage in the center of the hall, with gauze curtains, the sound of drums and music, and three female ghosts dancing seductively. On both sides of the stage are stairs leading to the second-floor boxes. Only distinguished guests can go up to the second floor.
Lu Nanzhi was short of money, so she only bought an ordinary token. She and Jiang Yuebai were taken to a round table in the corner of the first floor, where they could not even see the stage clearly.
Jiang Yuebai glanced around and whispered seriously, "This place is very good and hidden. No one can see us, and they won't kill us just because we look around."
Lu Nanzhi was amused and sat down to help Jiang Yuebai pull up the hood of her cloak to cover her white hair.
"Gentlemen, this is the list of items to be auctioned tonight. You can take a look at it in advance. If there are items you want to buy or sell, you can write them down here. After the auction is over, Chun Gui Pavilion can act as a guarantor so that you can trade freely."
Jiang Yuebai took the post sent by the female ghost and looked through it. After turning two pages, his eyes lit up. There were five Yellow Spring Flowers.
Very good, this way you can have five chances to refine it.
Jiang Yuebai read all the way to the end but didn't find any water from the Sanzu River. She wasn't very interested in the other ghost items on the list.
"Why don't you write it down and try? Maybe someone else will have it?"
Lu Nanzhi pushed the paper and pen in front of Jiang Yuebai.
Jiang Yuebai nodded, wrote "Sanzu River Water" on the paper, and handed it to the female ghost waiting nearby.
The female ghost smiled after seeing this and said, "What a coincidence! There is indeed a demon cultivator guest who has a bottle of Santu River water, but he needs a spiritual object that can replenish his soul, which is hard to find. Even if he has it, it is not worth it to exchange it for Santu River water."
The rewards in March and the balance of monthly tickets will be combined to add one more chapter. Now all the debts for March have been paid off, and only the 10 more chapters of excellent thanks promised before are left.
I will slow down on the double updates tomorrow for the Qingming Festival, and will continue with the updates the day after tomorrow to make up for the debt!
(End of this chapter)