There are many ghost cultivators in the underworld. After all, this is the place with the most yin energy in the whole world, and it also has the most various types of evil spirits. Many monks escaped from their spirits after death, and some entered the underworld by chance, escaped the arrest of the underworld patrolling ghosts, and went all the way to this wilderness—the place where the underworld ghost cultivators gather.
This land boundary can be said to belong to the territory of the underworld, but it does not belong to the jurisdiction of the underworld.
It can be regarded as the second chance given by Hades to these half-fallen cultivators, so ghost cultivators mostly practice in their own caves, and rarely go out at ordinary times. Those like Jiang Yuyan who have a good relationship with many high-level people in the underworld are the ones. less.
The two sides do not interfere with each other, and even if something happens in the underworld, these ghost cultivators will come out to help.
It's not like the tense relationship between the heavens and the demons—whenever a big war starts, it ends with the slaughter of the other party's entire clan.
This wilderness is called "Ghost Mansion", and it looks dark from above, like scorched ground with pits and pits. No one can know how many ghost cultivator's caves are standing below. Moreover, the ghost mansion is the place with the fewest ghosts in the whole underworld. People who can see human figures on the road are basically very powerful ghost cultivators.
— Just kidding, although the habits and thinking of ghosts are different from those of humans, it does not mean that ghosts are fools! Who is so stupid to come to this place to catch ghost cultivators and practice their hands
The monks in the ghost mansion also have contacts on weekdays. Basically, they gather once every hundred years to discuss the state with each other. This good and peaceful atmosphere is no worse than that of human monks. Because only the soul is left, there is no need to fight to the death in the realm of Hades. What this underworld lacks most is all kinds of ghosts. Whoever has the ability will catch them by themselves, and if they show their aura as a ghost cultivator, the ghost messengers of the underworld will not make things difficult for them.
Occasionally someone goes to Shura Dao to catch two vicious Shura yakshas, and they will bring them to the Centennial Gathering as if they have caught some rare animals. Everyone discusses and discusses the research and development of new species of ghosts, which is useful for the sacrificial flag. Well, it is better to use it to engrave it into a magic weapon.
For the evil ghosts, these ghost cultivators have no ghost at all! On weekdays, you must see and run! Even those hungry ghosts in Red Lotus Hell who are more able to experience the corrosion of Wangchuan water are more afraid of ghost cultivators with endless means than evil.
But the evil ghosts themselves were evil in their lifetime, and they belonged to the bottom of the food chain in the underworld. Unless they were ghost kings and commanders, no one would avenge them.
Jiang Yuyan's return to the Ghost Mansion happened to coincide with the Centennial Gathering. The rigid requirement of this Gathering is that all ghost cultivators who are not in retreat and are in the Underworld must participate.
Because she had been practicing in seclusion for a thousand years before, and then just wandered around the underworld because she had nothing to do, she really didn't know the people here very well.
In the end, she thought she didn't know these people, but she didn't expect that many people looked at her—the ghost cultivators who participated in this century-old gathering were all wearing black robes, occasionally holding some strange objects in their hands, and most of them were holding own magic weapon.
These people didn't care about it, and they were discussing in whispers. She could naturally hear what people with low cultivation bases said, but the content of spiritual exchanges of those who were more powerful than her was out of her touch.
"There are quite a lot of newly added monks this time, why don't you tell each other your first and last name so that you can get to know each other?" The leader held a pure black scepter in his hand, with the head decoration of a fierce beast on the top, and said The voice came into the minds of all the monks present, and the audience fell silent for an instant.
This person is Zhan, the ghost cultivator with the highest cultivation level in the underworld. It is said that when the ghost commander is formed, the king of Hades will invite him to defeat the enemy.
Many old people retreated one after another, and Jiang Yuyan and a dozen other people suddenly stood in the center, with Zhan in front, and all the followers behind him, all because they admired Zhan's cultivation method and gave up their own groping path Instead, he will learn the same skills as a monk with him.
There were more than a dozen men and women, and there was even an old woman with gray hair.
They looked at each other, they didn't know who started it first, said their first and last names, and then added the reason why they came to the underworld - they were killed by their enemies, their souls escaped by chance, and they had nowhere to go in the original world. So I had no choice but to follow the ghosts in through the ghost gate, and finally became a ghost cultivator and came here.
The next few people also reported their first and last names to each other, and the reason for becoming a ghost cultivator. This self-introduction was like a strange scene that would only appear when joining some new group.
Finally it was Jiang Yuyan's turn.
She hadn't spoken before, but she attracted the most attention. The reason is simple, her appearance is too gorgeous, she doesn't look like a ghost cultivator... Even saying that she is a fox fairy is more convincing than the identity of a ghost cultivator.
Whether it's the eyebrows of the color of Yuandai, the peach blossom eyes that bend without smiling, or the lips that are not tinged with vermilion, they all attract many people's eyes to her. She had clearly changed into the most low-key black robe that was indistinguishable from everyone else, but it seemed as if she was the only one with color in this entire dark world.
She felt uncomfortable when others introduced themselves with a background... When it was her turn, she calmly glanced at the one who had never taken off the black cloak and hood, only exuding a cold and terrifying posture Zhan Fu pretended not to notice the gazes of the others, his eyes swept across them one by one, and then said unhurriedly, "Jiang Yuyan."
Everyone was waiting for her words, but after being quiet for a long time, she had nothing to say.
Just when someone wanted to coax him to ask more questions, Zhan spoke in a faint voice. This time he used his own voice, which was gentle and refined, and it was not at all in line with the aura of ordinary ghost cultivators: "It's you...I'm Remember, I came to the underworld 1,231 years ago."
Jiang Yuyan: ... Oh my god, the ghost cultivator actually knows me? ?
Wherever I go, I find that I am known by the boss, this feeling... a little subtle.
There was a bit of surprise in her eyes, and she didn't know how to answer Mr. Zhan's words, because there was a strange familiarity in the other's tone—but she was really not good enough to follow wherever she went backstage.
After thinking about it, she remained silent.
Fortunately, Zhan didn't intend to continue to focus on her, and turned to face other people. Only half of a pointed chin was exposed under the hood, and his complexion was slightly pale. He said slowly:
"Recently, ghost commanders will be born on the 18th floor of hell in the underworld. Ghost cultivators with a cultivation base of less than three thousand years must either enter the cave for retreat after this meeting, or leave the underworld at this time-then they will lose their lives. There is no third person. This is another chance for others to hear your complaints."
Everyone was concerned about each other, exchanged their feelings with each other in a low voice with their spiritual thoughts, and gradually calmed down again. Zhan Wei nodded incredulously, and announced the start of the rally.
Jiang Yuyan stood on the side, distractedly listening to the discussions of other ghost cultivators, and also listening to the big brother who pays attention to cultivation experience talking about the bottlenecks encountered in ghost cultivation and what is worth referring to. He has practiced it before. way of doing.
The two people next to them were talking in low voices with fascination—
One of them began to gossip: "I heard that the ghost commander will be born soon after this century-old meeting, so nearly two-thirds of the ghost cultivators in the ghost mansion will come out to help the ten kings of Hades through this hell. robbery."
"Yeah, oh, why am I so unlucky? I finally found a quiet place to practice, and before I could kill him, the handsome ghost came out? Ghost handsome is something that you may not see once in a hundred thousand years. , I don’t know what level of cultivation it is.” Another borrowed.
"I heard that Guishuai possessed our thousands of years of ghost aura when he was born. The ghost aura is so strong that even the river of Wangchuan can't digest it. Those who are not good at fighting in the Ten Palaces of Hades are no opponents." Another person came together , as if joining a chat group, the divine sense fell into the minds of the two people before them out of thin air.
Both of them were stunned, and asked with their divine sense in surprise, "Really?"
One of them didn't forget to add a sentence: "The king of Hades from the Ten Temples also invited Zhan, how powerful is Zhan's cultivation?"
Jiang Yuyan couldn't help but hooked her lips, noticed a gaze sweeping over, and subconsciously reminded them a few words: "Zhan's cultivation is at least stronger than ours - for example, even if you were talking with divine sense just now, I guess It also reached his ears."
When she reminded her, all three of them felt the gloomy gaze, and they were as quiet as a chicken. Even the horses that were running in their brains came to a sudden stop, as if Zhan could see through the Their looks read their minds.
After a while, the stupefied few were relieved of that stunned state.
The third person who joined at the end looked in Jiang Yuyan's direction. The two were not far away, and this time it was even more convenient for them to talk.
"I know you." He looked at Jiang Yuyan with complicated eyes, as if seeing someone who should never be here.
Um? Am I a hell star
Jiang Yuyan looked at him calmly, waiting for his next words.
"Thousands of years ago, during the war between the demons and the heavens, it was rumored that there was a golden immortal in the heavens who was the enemy, and was stripped of his fairy status and fell into the underworld. I didn't expect you to become a ghost cultivator."
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Jiang Yuyan looked at him with unfamiliar eyes, as if she was listening to someone else's story, and even raised the corners of her lips to ask him: "Really?"
The man looked at her a little strangely, and the tall figure walked around her twice, and asked very puzzled: "What? You don't remember? Think I'm making it up?"
"Well, because I don't know how to do this kind of thing, and I'm not that good. Have you misunderstood someone?" Jiang Yuyan nodded calmly, and even raised her lips at him in a good mood, her eyes were like water, and she smiled Which is rippling.
Some things, even if you don't remember, you will know which ones you can do, and which ones you will never step on.
Hearing Jiang Yuyan's rebuttal, he unhappily refuted it back, as if arguing with someone about the historical knowledge in his memory: "I remember that person is you, who colluded with the demons and caused the defeat of the heavenly army. Tianqi was captured by the demons on the 20th level. Don't quibble, whether it is your appearance or your name, I remember it, because that battle was passed down by many gods who came to the mortal world to experience it. I met an Earth Immortal when I was a human, and I'm pretty sure it's about..."
"Have you seen it with your own eyes?" a gentle voice interrupted him. Because that voice was so warm and gentle as jade, it was hard for everyone to imagine for a while that the owner of this voice would actually join a topic halfway.
The man got stuck for a moment, and replied reflexively: "Although I haven't seen it before, that immortal has no reason to lie to me."
But this person didn't realize that when that gentle voice sounded, there was silence around him, and even the big ghost cultivator who was talking about his experience had shut up.
Jiang Yuyan turned her head to look at the man who was walking towards here, holding a pure black scepter—it was Zhan.
"Hearing is believing, seeing is believing—not to mention that this is the underworld, and the disputes in the heavens have nothing to do with it here. Taking a step back, even if the heavens ask the underworld to hand over the traitors of the heavens back then as a punishment, it should be You, a ghost cultivator, have nothing to do with the worries of the King of the Ten Temples of Hades?" Zhan walked to Jiang Yuyan's side, only heard his gentle voice, but the content of the words could be said to be unceremonious.
The ghost cultivator who was reprimanded by him suddenly fell silent, afraid to speak again because of his terrifying and cold ghost aura.
It wasn't until he approached that Jiang Yuyan realized that the previous contact with Nie Xingfan's soul wasn't really cold, but the aura of this ghost cultivator. It was gloomy, as if just half a strand of it was stained with boundless despair, that kind of coldness was not just the freezing of the soul and the feeling of coldness in the bottom of the heart, but also the moment when he sensed his breath approaching. It was as if he saw the light in his world gradually disappearing as he approached, and he was surrounded by boundless darkness.
Ghost cultivators are supposed to be very adaptable to the dark, or at least better than most monks or humans.
But this guy, Zhan, seems to have merged with the most terrifying ghost. Anyone who is aroused by him with the darkest fear will find that he was still alive when he came into contact with him.
What's even more frightening is that even though this man's aura is so sinister, his voice sounds gentle and harmless, like Mr. Pian Pian. Of course, anyone who has felt his breath will not be half-distracted, and will naively think that this ghost cultivator is as harmless as his voice.
It wasn't until the surrounding ghost cultivators were afraid of Yu Zhan's breath that Jiang Yuyan turned to look at him and nodded at him: "Thank you."
He also turned his head to look at Jiang Yuyan. Even if he looked directly at the black hood, he still couldn't see his face, as if it was completely integrated with the color of the clothes, but she could still feel his gaze on her face. Go up—to be honest, if another monk were to stop here, he would be so frightened by this horrifying scene that his legs would go limp.
Hearing her thank you, his voice became more gentle: "It's just a matter of being entrusted and loyal, so there is no need to say thank you."
Jiang Yuyan: ...? ? Um? Feel like you are in debt all over the world?
The author has something to say: I originally wanted to open the next world, but the plot of the underworld has to go!
Preface! The next chapter will start the story of the new world hehe! !
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