The fire lake is filled and returned to the flat ground.

The ground was restored as before, as if there had never been a volcano, and there was no such thing as She Yu rushing to open the furnace to refine the sword.

Fang Dou also guessed that in addition to restoring the terrain, She Yuchong's move was to cover up the traces of sword refining so as not to be seen by the enemy.

After this incident, She Yuchong and the other party became closer.

"Go back to Shu first and rush to the great sacrifice to kill ghosts!"

The annual ghost-killing ceremony also has a big New Year and a small New Year. According to the changes in natural disasters, the more deaths, the more evil ghosts will rush to the ghost capital.

This year is undoubtedly a big year, and it is a big year in the middle of the year.

"The elders in Shu are about to suffer disaster again!"

She Yuchong sighed, "The more chaotic the underworld is, the more disasters and difficulties there are in the world."

It turned out that in the underworld, the ruler of Mount Tai, was responsible for leading the foolish people and returning to the underworld. Some people who received incense and worshipped in the underworld were left, and other lonely ghosts had no sacrifices, and naturally there was no trace of sodium nitrate.

At some point, Mount Tai fell and the underworld was in chaos, but the laws between heaven and earth did not disappear.

Every year, a large number of ghost soldiers are escorted to the underworld and have to pass through the entrance of the ghosts in Shu.

Hundreds of ghosts travel together, patrolling day and hunting at night!

The evil ghosts have no incense to worship, and they are hungry and thirsty, and can only eat livestock and livestock, which makes the world uneasy.

Wherever the army of ghosts passed, the extinction of creatures was a disaster.

However, fortunately, the sword immortal in Shu is here, killing a large number of evil ghosts every year, which makes the people in Shu survived with great pride.

Fang Dou also found out that there are no six paths of reincarnation in this world, and it is still the monarch of Mount Tai in traditional Chinese mythology, responsible for managing ghosts and gods in the underworld.

Nowadays, there are no leaders in the ghost world in the underworld, and ghost soldiers spontaneously escort the wandering ghosts, which inevitably brings huge disasters to the people of Shu.

The sword immortals in Shu were killed every year, with little success.

After all, there is no idea that one will die, especially the current famine disasters. The unjustly dead ghosts are more than one year, and the scale of the wandering ghost army is growing day by day.

She Yuchong and the other two left Sichuan this time, originally to refine sword weapons. Now that the refining is completed, they will naturally return to Sichuan to prepare for the Great Sacrifice for the Killing Ghosts.

Fang Dou also accompanied him. When he saw the three of them wearing silk clothes, he couldn't help but ask a few more questions.

It turns out that the silk is produced in Shuzhong. The water and soil of this place and the silkworm seeds raised are the most outstanding products in the world.

Like the water and fire robe on Fang Dou's body, it is made of silk threads of two kinds of spiritual silkworms with water and fire.

"My robe is made of Hanming silk!"

"I'm the silk thread of the six-eyed spiritual silkworm!"

"I'm..."

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The robes and clothes on She Yuchong and the other two were all magic weapons for refining, and the materials were no inferior to those of water, fire and silk.

The only difference is the technique of refining the robes. After all, the three of them are not as good as the Fengchen of Chaoyuan Zhenren.

Fang Dou just sighed that the style of the Sword Immortal in Shu was really too high.

As the true man of Chaoyuan, he has such a high status, but for him, the water, fire and silk he collected is already the best.

However, in Shu, the silk used by the middle and upper-level sword cultivator She Yuchong is at the same level as the water and fire silk.

It is conceivable that if those top sword immortals use the materials they use, what precious treasures would they be?

Thinking of this, Fang Dou was not in a hurry to weave Taoist robe for himself.

It turned out that he was working in the Spider Forest of the Demon Realm, secretly plucked a lot of wool and accumulated a large amount of "blood marrow spider silk".

The weight of these blood marrow spider silks is still more than enough to wove a Taoist robe.

Originally, Fang Dou wanted to use these spider silks, but when he found out that there were more precious silk in Shu, he wanted to get better silk.

So, during the next journey, Fang Dou worked hard to take off the robe he had before.

She Yuchong and the other two saw it and didn't say much.

A few days later, Zhang Mo and Li Lian couldn't help it and clasped their fists with She Yuchong.

"Brother, this party fights everything, has good talent, and is diligent in practicing hard, but there is one thing that is not very good?"

"Hmm, what?" She Yuchong asked.

"A young man with a strong spirit should be dancing with swords and pursuing girls. How can he keep making some girls red all day long and picking needles and threads? The rouge is too heavy!"

In the eyes of Zhang Mo and Li Lian, Fang Dou gestured with embroidery needles all day long, and was useless to be a bearded man.

"You only see appearances!"

She Yuchong explained, "Didn't you see that Fang Dou's technique of threading needles and threads in the past few days is just like the technique of filling the fire holes on the ground a few days ago!"

After hearing this, Zhang Mo and Li Lian looked at each other. Such a little bit of destruction really looked similar.

"You see he is a female red girl, but when I look at it again, it is clearly practicing swordsmanship!"

She Yuchong slowly opened his eyes and smiled applaudingly, "If you can integrate swordsmanship into your daily life, your enthusiasm is enough to exceed 90% of your peers!"

Then, he sighed, "For such a child, you must not let him meet the Baidi Sect, otherwise it will be ruined!"

When Zhang Mo and the others heard this, they also showed a gloomy feeling. Cao Dongxuan's enemy was too strong and terrible, and even the "disciples" were pious and worrying.

In the following days, the three of them would not interfere with each other.

She Yuchong and the other two practiced and cultivated their energy, but did not deliberately avoid Fang Dou.

Fang Dou was an eye-opener and had the impression of the orthodox method of practicing the Sword Immortal in Shu. Compared with his own practice, he found many improvement points.

As the days passed day by day, we soon arrived at the entrance of Sichuan and Sichuan.

Jiange, plank roads, and various rugged and steep roads are daunting.

Only the sword immortal can walk like a flying ghost in this terrain. It takes at least several days for ordinary people to walk a mountain road. If they make a slight mistake, they will fall off the cliff.

Outside the Shu Road, there has been a scene of withering.

The army of ghosts gathered from all directions and gathered here to enter Shu. First, they had to pass through this plain, and the local people suffered a lot.

"Several sword immortals use it with slightest use!"

In a shabby thatched hut, an old man hung down with a few bowls of crude millet was placed in front of She Yuchong and the other four.

She Yu Chong nodded at Fang Dou, "Use some!"

Fang Dou picked up the coarse pottery bowl, which contained coarse grains and rice grains. He only served half a bowl of them, and looked gray.

She Yuchong and his two brothers didn't mind at all. They picked up the dishes and chopsticks and ate them, with their expressions as usual.

Fang Dou smiled and observed the surroundings while eating rice.

This thatched hut is covered with earthen walls, and even wooden windows cannot be installed. It only has one door. The interior is dark and cannot be lit. It is like night in broad daylight.

There was only an old man at home. After bringing the rice, he sat next to the threshold, looking at the sky with his turbid eyes, and the wrinkles on his face were frozen.

"Eat quickly, go on your way after eating!"

She Yuchong saw Fang Dou's questions and did not explain too much, but just urged him to use them quickly.

Fang Dou ate a few bites and ate all the rice.

"Old man, your rice is not delicious, try these of mine!"

Before leaving, Fang Dou couldn't help but take half a bag of rice and hand it over to the old man.

The old man looked numb and seemed to move. He knelt down and kowtowed to Fang Dou a few times. When he raised his head, the four of them had already disappeared.
Chapter completed!