The Ancestor of All Zombies

Chapter 57: 057 Fengdu Palace

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Black clouds were moving rapidly in the sky. This was the first time Feng Qingyang truly rode on the clouds, and it was also the first time he walked out of the Death Mountains and saw the blue sky.

The sunlight hanging high in the sky was not strong, so Feng Qingyang did not show any signs of discomfort. Now he had reached the peak of the late stage of corpse jumping and was only one step away from advancing to the realm of wandering corpses.

That will be the real leap forward for him, and it will also be his first transformation.

After flying in the air for about half a day, Feng Qingyang knew that they had arrived at the Ghost King Sect after hearing the clever and eccentric Gui Yu's cry.

Looking up, there were towering peaks in front of him. Each peak was surrounded by dark clouds and had a ghostly aura. From afar, a cold and gloomy breath came towards him. Feng Qingyang took a deep breath and said to himself, "What a great place to cultivate." The place of cultivation is also called a blessed place. Every blessed place has a spiritual spring, which is the source of spiritual energy.

There are dragon veins in the mountains and rivers, and the place where the dragon head is is a spiritual spring. In ancient times, there were powerful people who occupied the dragon head and founded a sect. With the suppression of the spiritual spring, the sect could be passed down for thousands or even tens of thousands of years.

The spiritual spring is the lifeblood of a sect, because people in the world of cultivation must breathe the spiritual energy between heaven and earth to practice. It can be said without hesitation that if the spiritual spring of a large sect is cut off, then its destruction will not be far away.

Heaven and earth give birth to all things, where there is spiritual energy, there is naturally yin energy. Cultivators absorb spiritual energy to practice, those who practice the devil absorb yin energy to practice, and demons and monsters absorb moonlight to practice.

Where there are spiritual springs, there are also Yin springs. The Ghost King Sect is built on a huge Yin spring. This Yin spring not only provides a place for the Ghost King Sect members to practice, but also produces a large number of Yin Condensed Beads every year.

The value of a Yin Ning Pearl is extraordinary, and it is divided into several grades: low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, and top-grade. A top-grade Yin Ning Pearl can even be exchanged for a great magic weapon like a sword.

Feng Qingyang had actually used a Yin Ning Pearl, so its benefits and value were self-evident.

After passing through a barrier, the black cloud entered the Ghost King Sect.

After entering, the view is suddenly brand new. Before entering, I felt that this place was gloomy and eerie, but after entering, I found that it was a completely different world.

Surrounded by mountains and filled with yin energy, this place is simply a treasure land for Feng Qingyang, a zombie.

As the clouds descended, a tall, ancient, and weathered stone gate was seen standing at the foot of the mountain. On the gate were the three characters "Ghost King Sect" written in a flamboyant style. These three characters seemed to have an unspeakable power. Feng Qingyang was distracted at a glance.

I just felt a murderous aura rising from the bottom of my heart, as if I was trapped in a sea of blood. It took me a while to get out of it.

Feng Qingyang followed Ku Shu and others through the stone gate and saw a large square inside. Even if it could accommodate 10,000 people, it would not seem crowded.

Disciples with cold faces flashed across the square from time to time, but when they saw Ku Shu and others, they greeted them warmly. It seemed that there was no distinction of class here, and everyone's face was filled with enthusiasm. However, there were also a few people with gloomy faces, looking at Feng Qingyang with ill intentions.

"Qingyang... This is our Ghost King Sect. How is it? Are you disappointed?" The old Taoist with the withered tree asked a barrage of questions.

Feng Qingyang's expression remained unchanged, and he said softly, "Okay, whether it's good or not, so what?" He didn't want to have any intersection with these people. What he wanted to do most now was to find a quiet and safe place to retreat. As long as he thought of the mission in his heart, he felt like a mountain was pressing on his shoulders.

Seeing Feng Qingyang's lack of interest, Ku Shu tactfully stopped introducing him. Although Feng Qingyang was powerful, his age was there after all. If he didn't break through the golden elixir stage, he would probably die within a hundred years. By then, he would just turn into a piece of yellow earth and disappear between heaven and earth.

Instead of doing this, it is better to make friends with a young man with unlimited potential, who knows, he may be able to help him in the future. Ku Shu was very grateful to Feng Qingyang, so he did not feel disgusted with his attitude.

Walking forward through the square, a group of palaces suddenly appeared before our eyes. It was a dark mass, like a prehistoric beast crawling on the ground. The main hall in the middle was even more majestic, with the words "Fengdu Hall" inscribed on it.

"Fengdu?" Feng Qingyang's heart skipped a beat when he saw these two words. He immediately thought of a ghost town in the southwest of China - Fengdu Ghost Town! He just didn't know what the connection was between this Fengdu and that Fengdu.

“Brother Qingyang, this is the main hall of our Ghost King Sect. Important meetings are usually held in this hall, but what you see is just the tip of the iceberg…” At this point he kept silent again.

Without him saying anything, Feng Qingyang had already guessed something, but he was not sure. Looking at the ancient seal characters above, he had thousands of questions in his mind, but since this was not his business, he did not ask about it.

Thinking of this, he turned around and said to the dead tree beside him: "Senior, I feel a little unwell. I hope you can help me find a side room to rest for a while."

Hearing this, Ku Shu obviously pondered for a while, and finally nodded in agreement. He originally wanted to take Feng Qingyang to visit the Ghost King Sect, but seeing that he was worried, he was afraid that it would only backfire. Instead of doing this, it would be better to let him rest by himself, and he could go and talk to the sect master and the big shot about some things.

So he nodded and said to Guifeng: "Take brother Qingyang to your courtyard and protect him very well." His face darkened when he said this.

Gui Feng was shocked. He had never heard the old Taoist priest Ku Shu speak to him like that before. The sense of mystery about Feng Qingyang in his heart increased even more.

Feng Qingyang turned away from the old Taoist priest under the withered tree, and followed Feng, Lei, Yu and Dian to the other side.

After passing through many halls, we finally arrived at a quiet courtyard.

Feng Qingyang glanced over and immediately had an image in his mind. He had originally planned to have a good interaction with the four people, Feng Lei, Yu Dian, but he still felt a little heavy.

Seeing Feng Qingyang's eyes, Gui Feng guessed something, so he said, "Qingyang, the Ghost King Sect may seem calm and enthusiastic, but in fact, there are undercurrents. If you feel uncomfortable, you can tell me."

"oh?"

Feng Qingyang raised his eyebrows and continued, "Could there be a fight here as well?"

Gui Feng looked embarrassed, looked around, and whispered: "After all, the Ghost King Sect is a big sect among the demon sects. There are many people in the sect, and there are good and bad people. Among them, there are some cruel and ruthless people..."

At this point he smiled awkwardly and said, "Under the sect master there are ten factions, each of which is very powerful. My master is from the sect master's faction."

Feng Qingyang nodded. He had originally come to a peaceful place, but who knew it would be a dangerous place. In the end, he laughed out loud again. After all, the Ghost King Sect was a big sect in the demon world!

So he said, "Thank you, Brother Guifeng, for your reminder. I will pay attention to it."

"Then brother Qingyang, take a good rest. I'll go first. If you have any questions, just come to me!" Guifeng is older and a heroic man. After he finished speaking, he flew out in a hurry.

Feng Qingyang smiled knowingly, and then pushed the door open and walked in...