The ghost town is in the southeast area, between the mountains in the mountainous area.

Moreover, it has been rumored for a long time that it is called the "Qunxian Mountain City". Ordinary people cannot see it with the naked eye and do not know its specific location.

But after Zhang Feng arrived at the ruined temple, he was actually very close to the ghost town.

Just that night.

Zhang Feng and the monks crossed the snow-capped mountains for hundreds of miles and came to this area full of white-capped mountains.

Scan it at a glance.

The specific appearance is similar to the ordinary mountain forest after snow.

But Zhang Feng felt a vague spiritual energy wave coming from an area in the mountains, which must be where the ghost city is.

But if you really want to look for it, without a specific location or the guidance of a monk, you may have to go around the endless mountains and rivers, and then look for the mountains in the two nearby provinces.

"This is the entrance to the Ghost City Formation."

The monk wore a pair of old cloth shoes and stepped on the white snow. As he spoke, he walked towards the mountain step by step, leaving not a single shoe mark in the snow behind him.

Zhang Feng kept up with him as if he was leisurely strolling around the court. He also left no trace on the snow, showing his excellence in Qinggong skills.

And the two of them were always using magic techniques to hurry along the way.

Seeing Zhang Feng's superb skills, the monk secretly nodded, and secretly swallowed a spiritual energy pill on the way to ensure that the spiritual energy was sufficient, so that when the spiritual energy could not keep up, he stepped out of a snow pit and let this man

Taoist jokes.

And now.

The two came to the mountains, walked another hundred miles, and went around the foot of more than a dozen mountains. After passing through two snow-white mountains and forests, Zhang Feng saw a snow-white plain formed in the mountains ahead.

"The ghost city is right here." The monk pretended to point forward and secretly took a pill when he turned around, feeling full again.

Zhang Feng looked at the plain and felt that the spiritual energy here was sufficient. It was even more dense than the spiritual energy in the Cave Mansion of the Xuan Dao Sect.

At the same time, after the monk secretly consumed the elixir, he circulated his spiritual energy and took a step forward.

Suddenly Zhang Feng saw half of his body disappear out of thin air, and half of his body was outside.

"By moving the spiritual energy, you can pass the formation..." The monk said this, as if demonstrating, he took another step forward and disappeared.

But in the next moment, he walked out again.

"Fellow Taoist, this is how to pass the formation." He said, walked forward again, and did not come out. It seemed that he was waiting for Zhang Feng to go in and join him.

When Zhang Feng saw this strange scene, he was curious and cautious and stretched his palm forward, and found that his palm seemed to have passed through a "light curtain" of flowing water.

Wait until you realize there is no danger.

After Zhang Feng stepped in later, he saw that the gray sky came into view again, with collapsed houses in the surrounding wilderness, and a post-war scene of ruins, which was completely different from the snowy plain before.

For a moment, Zhang Feng felt as if someone had set up a 'boundary' here. Once he stepped into it, there was a completely different world.

Or maybe the real heavy snow outside is a deception?

In fact, there is no barrier here, but it is 'covered' by the external deception?

"This is the small world of the ghost town left by our ancestors." The monk saw Zhang Feng coming in and was introducing the ghost town.

"According to records in some ancient books, our ancestors united with several great monks thousands of years ago to transform the laws of heaven and earth and borrowed the natural formation. They originally wanted to create a place of practice, but they did not want to open up a new small world."

As the monk spoke, his admiration for his ancestors could not be concealed in his words.

But it was also introduced like this, answering Zhang Feng's questions and telling the ghost town's thousand-year past.

Zhang Feng looked at the endless ghost city and felt that this was really a place of cultivation.

But for me, the 'foreign spiritual energy' is no longer that important.

Because my daily practice is in a saturated state.

After all, I was rewarded with a lot of spirit stones and ghost capital fragments last time. These have allowed me to cultivate without worries for two months and maintain the extreme acceleration state.

Generally speaking, I don’t lack ‘food’ now, I just lack ‘organs with larger capacity and faster digestion’.

Such as qualifications and realm.

"This is the holy land of cultivation for all the monks in the Central Plains!" The monk was still talking as he walked, and his words were full of praise for the ghost city.

But after he finished speaking, he curiously asked, "The Lord of the West City asked the Taoist friends to come here, and he probably wanted the Taoists to come in to practice, right? It's just that the Lord of the West City didn't tell the Taoists anything, and just asked the Taoists to find them on their own.

This test is indeed a bit difficult...

Only these senior masters can do these weird tests..."

"Yeah." Zhang Feng acquiesced and didn't say anything more, but continued to walk forward with the monk.

After passing through ruins all over the place.

Some buildings and monks in twos and threes began to appear in the front.

They were talking and mostly walking due south.

We didn't follow them very far.

Zhang Feng saw a walled city similar to ancient times appearing in the distance.

At this point, the building is no longer as dilapidated as before, but looks a little more prosperous and neat.

Moreover, there are many monks setting up stalls outside the city. The stalls are set up from the city gate and extend to more than 300 meters outside the city.

Along the way, they either sat on the ground or leaned on the walls of nearby houses outside the city, selling some things they had no use for.

Now, some monks stopped in front of them and in front of the stall, discussing the price with them.

Zhang Feng glanced at it, and without waiting for the leading monk to say anything, he walked to the stall of one of the qi-training monks.

His stall mostly contains some books and some old animal skin papers.

"How to sell this?" Zhang Feng pointed to one of the animal skins, which was pressed under a book.

"I obtained this treasure map a hundred years ago..." The stall owner, who had met for about fifty years, was overjoyed when he saw the business coming. He opened his mouth and said: "This treasure map records the location of a treasure, and there are countless secret treasures in it! It's just that

Now I am focused on practicing in the ghost town, but I don’t want to worry too much..."

The stall owner said, then sighed and shook his head, "Especially if I say something to make these two fellow Taoists laugh. If I didn't have some enemies outside, I really wouldn't sell..."

"How much?" Zhang Feng took the treasure map from him, "Ocean or spiritual stone?"

"Spiritual stone!" The stall owner said succinctly when he saw this fellow Taoist being so neat and tidy: "If you, fellow Taoist, are interested in finding a treasure... Two, no! A low-grade spiritual stone! This treasure map belongs to you!"

"Yes." Zhang Feng nodded, took out a spiritual stone from his pocket, and bought the treasure map.

"Eighty percent of it is fake..." But the monk wanted to ask Zhang Feng why he bought this piece of paper. Did he really believe the stall owner's nonsense?

But Zhang Feng didn't say anything, and he didn't say much either, so as not to offend both sides if he couldn't say anything.

But after Zhang Feng bought the map, he looked upward and saw that the map showed a green light.

'Item:Item Map'

Type: unknown

‘Quality: Level 5, yellow’

See the prompt.

Zhang Feng touched the map with his palm, but didn't find anything special.

So it is obviously an 'ordinary animal skin map', but under the rules' appraisal, it has a 'quality' comparable to that of a magic weapon.

Zhang Feng thought for a few moments and only thought of one possibility.

This map is a 'treasure map' of sorts.

It seems that the stall owner is right, this is indeed a treasure.

It's just that he may have misjudged it, or he couldn't trigger the secret, so he chose to sell it.
Chapter completed!