The Hundred Ghosts' Night Clothes are ultimately something that was studied by the Earth's Universe. Chu Cheng used the secret techniques obtained in his previous life to refine them, and it was indeed completed.

With a whistle, the spine rolled up, the three heads flipped, and looked at Chu Cheng with his huge eyes.

"I'm fine, I'm safe for the time being." Chu Cheng said, signaling the two of them to return.

When Chu Xiang saw that his brother finally let himself return to the Palace of the Dead, he knew that he was not comforting him, so he felt relieved. Feishou was reluctant, but he had no choice but to return to the undead space silently.

The master is not allowed to speak by himself, it is really a waste of so much mouth.

I don’t have to eat, and I don’t use this mouth to bite people without talking?

Chucheng jumped off the big tree and continued to walk north.

He delayed more than two days, and Jin Quanzhong's team must have dispersed and there was nothing to save. It was a pity that Li Dian's armor.

However, Chu Cheng didn't want to bother these things, and met Wang Qinglong and Bai Yexing, who were two good teammates.

Su Ji is a test subject, with strong constraints behind it. He must not be able to go to the Continent of Gods with him at the moment.

When he walked until dawn, Chu Cheng felt a little tired of his strong body, so he found a clearing space to sit down and took some white jade paste to swallow it. This thing could solve the nutritional problem, but his stomach was not satisfied. Chu Cheng was not in the mood to hunt, so he wondered if he should have a skeleton war horse to use for his journey.

However, if you use a skeleton warhorse to speed up, it will cost more to explore the path of the flesh and blood demon eyes. It is best to refine a hell crow.

Just to refine the Hawks Night Walking Clothes, Chu City's resources were almost exhausted. The use of the sixth level of the Tears of Dawn was used up, and the materials of the undead were consumed, leaving only bone powder. Even so, there was still a blank space on the Hawks Night Walking Clothes, and there was no scripture refining on the rune scripture armor.

Skeleton warhors can still make do with each other, and necromancers can fight without cavalry fighting.

But Hell Crow is a reconnaissance creature. If its survival ability is poor, the loss will be much greater than that of the Flesh and Blood Demon Eyes. The Flesh and Blood Demon Eyes only consume bone meal. Hell Crow requires a lot of advanced materials and is not easy to refine.

For ordinary crows, communication consumes too much mental power.

The night-walking clothes of the Hundred Ghosts are not considered suits, but they also have the structure of outer robe and inner armor, and there is also a pair of yellow spring shoes on their feet.

Huangquanli can speed up and consume 1 point of ghost energy per second. Chucheng is not a ghost cultivator, but just a necromancer. If you use magic to replace ghost energy, the consumption is about five to ten times. However, Baigui Yexingyi itself only provides 500 points of ghost energy, and the recovery speed is not fast. You can use it for a short time to fight, and it would be too nonsense to use it to rush the road.

Gaia's profession is not so strict, but only the use of skills across professions is unbearable.

Forget it, save some money. As the Second World unfolds, the benefits of the novice period will become lower and lower. The wealth obtained in the ruins of the Sun King is consumed very quickly, and it will not be so easy to replenish it.

Chu Cheng drank some water and meditated for two hours before he got on the road.

In the early twelve month of Gaiale, when he entered the fiftieth day of the world, Chucheng finally saw a village.

Compared with the Continent of Gods, the northern part of the Continent of the Sun is a barren land, but it is much better than the Continent of Ashes. The Continent of Ashes is a place where the God of the Underworld is defeated. So far, there are still countless undead ghosts wandering. There are no decent countries there, and people from the Continent of Ashes are called sinners.

The Sun Continent is too far away from the Divine War, and the northern region has regained its vitality.

It just finished a rain, the sky was green and the air was wet and cold. The smoke in the distance seemed heavy, with a choking smell. It was winter, and the farmland was still green and there was something like potatoes planted. Gaia's people called it black potato. Gaia had a god, but its productivity was not developed. The rich clergy has not yet inherited the gods. There was only a goddess of agriculture in the pantheon, and the influence of the divine power had not expanded to the Sun Continent.

There are still many wizards left in the Sun Continent.

Chu Cheng sighed at the land that didn't even have the ridges of the fields and the messy black potatoes.

The collision between the two worlds is destined to end with war. The gods do not want humans to be too smart, and humans with too developed productivity must be so curious about everything and will even study God.

The collision between the Earth Universe and Gaia formed three new continents—

The China continent controlled by the Huaxia region, the Warcraft continent controlled by the European region, and the Golden Continent controlled by the America region.

In addition to these three continents, there are countless islands of all sizes.

Humans from the Earth Universe have powerful technological means weakened or failed under the laws of Gaia. But how can people from the high-tech world serve the gods wholeheartedly?

Even if you believe in God, you must believe in what you created.

Chu Cheng had no good feelings for the Earth's coalition government, but if China fell, his life as the necromancer would be even more sad. When Gaia arrived, he naturally tied him to the coalition government.

Chu Cheng looked down at his clothes. The dark gray robe was not too conspicuous, and it felt like it was half new and old.

He had no equipment on his head and tied his hair up with a cloth belt. Although his face had no beard, he would look older with dust. The material of the sutra armor in his robe was gorgeous, but it was not eye-catching when he exposed a collar. Chu Cheng thought about it, took out the ashes of the staff and held it in his hand.

The mage adventurer will receive a certain amount of respect anywhere.

There is no other reason, it's just that the mages are very dangerous.

Chu Cheng walked along the path to the depths of the village, facing a woman with a basket behind her back. Seeing Chu Cheng, she lowered her head very restrainedly and took the initiative to move the road away, as if she was afraid of touching the mage. The weather was still cold in the morning, so she stood barefoot in the mud under the road.

When Chu Cheng saw her afterwards, he was afraid and numb, reflecting the shadow of his soul.

"Where can I buy horses in the village?" Chu Cheng's voice was not cold, at least much warmer than the mud and water under the woman's feet. The woman was shaking and her face was confused.

Chu Cheng waited for a while before he began to frown.

The woman was scared and mustered up the courage to ask, "What is a horse?"

Chu Cheng was stunned for a moment before realizing the other party's strong accent. Although common language is popular in two continents, no teacher can teach them standard pronunciation?

The word horse has too many formats. Chucheng wants to have a fast horse, but it is not a slow horse, so women can't understand it even more.

Chu Cheng sighed and said, "It's okay, go."

After saying that, he ignored the woman and walked towards the largest house in the village.

The house was made of stone, with a wall that was smoky and dirty. Under the window was a wooden board covered with yellow cloth and under the yellow cloth, there was a human-shaped corpse.

Chu Cheng is a necromancer. If you look at it a little bit, you will know that the person has not been dead for a long time and has no fatal injuries on his body, as if he died of illness.

"Is anyone here?" Chu Cheng stood at the door, his voice rising, and he could just be sent into the house. As a magician, it is necessary to maintain solemnity to ordinary people. If you don't match the image in the other person's heart, you will either be regarded as a liar, or the other person misunderstands what terrible things you are going to do.

The door was pushed open, and a thin old man stood in the door and looked at Chu Cheng.

The old man had a calm face, no sadness, but seemed particularly tired.

"I am a passerby and want to buy a horse." Chu Cheng said concisely this time, and he didn't want to communicate with the other party anymore. This place may be a bit remote, and people don't seem to be able to communicate much.

"Master Master." The old man's voice was hoarse, and he screamed, then stepped out of the threshold and knelt in front of Chu Cheng.

"What are you doing!"

The old man looked up and looked at Chu Cheng with a shriveled face. His turbid eyes suddenly showed vitality. He reached out to grab Chu Cheng's legs. Before Chu Cheng could dodge, he shrank back himself.

"Master, save us!"

Chu Chengxin said it was unlucky, Gaia was not a real game, and this old man was not a novice village chief was posting a mission. I just wanted to buy a horse for transportation, so why did I get into trouble?

On the one hand, he didn't want to help the indigenous people, and on the other hand, he was worried that the Luo family would have other means to deal with him.

It is quite dangerous to delay here. Go to the port as soon as possible. When you arrive at the Continent of the Gods, the Luo family's hand cannot be reached.

Chu Cheng lowered his head, and the rising sun was behind him, covering his figure with a golden halo. The old man's eyes were so stinging that he was about to cry, but he still didn't look away.

"I'm very young and can't help you, and I'll even harm you."

"You are a mage, a mage can do everything, right?"

Chu Cheng looked at the old man, unlike the woman just now, with little life left, hope burning in his eyes.

Chu Cheng's heart was touched. It was very similar to Kepler 62, lifeless and hopeless.

In remote villages, the nobles were too lazy to come and collect taxes.

"What's it?"

"Brother!" Chu Xiang was nervously paying attention to her in the Hall of the Dead. She had the same idea as Chu Cheng and left here as soon as possible. She still remembered the troubles before, and almost killed her brother.

"What is it?" Chu Cheng remained motionless and looked down at the old man.

"It's the evil god, he killed my son."

Chu Cheng frowned again, "The evil god?" As long as it is related to the gods, no matter what level it is, it is very dangerous.

Most of the evil gods are not real gods, but divine creatures. Even so, Chu Cheng's scalp is tight and he is only at the second level, so this is difficult to deal with.

Turning around and leaving? It’s not impossible, but he will often think of the old man’s eyes in the years to come.

The fire of hope was extinguished before him.

He would be unhappy and irreversible.

Things that happened in the past will pass. If he did it again, he would like to answer his mother's words - I would take care of Chu Xiang and not let her suffer.

"Go into the house and say." Chu Cheng looked up at the sky, it was empty, let alone birds, there was not even a bug.
Chapter completed!