Zhang Ruochen naturally has a certain degree of confidence in dealing with the crisis in the Impermanent Ghost City.
He not only cultivates spiritual power, but also uses heaven and earth as his teacher, and uses Wuji to evolve the first-grade divine way of the new world, which is enough for him to go further than the spiritual power monks of the same realm in terms of formations, alchemy, weapon refining, etc.
However, this is the bargaining chip he uses to negotiate with Fengtian.
If Fengtian didn't come to see him in person, how could he take action?
If Fengtian wants to be the master of the Temple of Destiny, she must not only have a high enough level of cultivation, but also need to convince the public. Although she has been reborn from the dead and is reborn from the dead, she was born into the Corpse Clan after all, so it is easier for her to gain support from the three middle clans.
However, she brought the strange blood spring from the Origin Temple to the Santu River Basin.
If the Santu River Basin is corrupted due to the strange blood spring, and the habitat of the Middle Tribe is damaged, the angry monks of the Middle Tribe, let alone supporting her, may even point all the fingers at her.
Moreover, there are corpse ancestors and Emperor Huang Quan exerting influence on the monks of the three tribes.
Amid internal and external troubles, how can Fengtian continue to control the Santu River Basin?
I am afraid that the monks from the three tribes will be driven out of Fengdu Ghost City.
After all, Corpse Ancestor and Huangquan Emperor have secretly gathered a large number of believers by virtue of their transcendent status as the ancient ancestors.
Their biggest obstacle now is Fengtian, the Lord of Death who sits at the top of the World Tree.
…
In the Array of Ten Thousand Buddhas, silvery-white brilliance scattered, and the ground was covered with sandalwood and orchids.
Prajna has long hair tied up in a bun, eyes like the stars and the moon, sitting cross-legged under a Sotapanna silver tree, twirling his fingers like orchids, and a circle of sacred Buddha rings appear behind his back.
At this moment, she has a Buddha body that is not inferior to that of Fairy Cihang.
Zhang Ruochen cut his right index finger and used his divine blood to apply a line of bright red cinnabar on her white eyebrows.
If there are other gods here, they will find that this drop of divine blood and cinnabar is like a vast ocean, boiling and turbulent.
"Stick to your soul, feel the mystery of the paradise world, and communicate with the secrets of the ancestor Buddha. As long as you reach higher realms, cultivation, body, and soul, I can help you improve quickly."
Zhang Ruochen flicked his finger at her heavenly spirit.
Prajna closed her eyes tightly, her eyelashes trembling slightly.
"Chichi!"
The sacred blood cinnabar between her eyebrows emitted streaks of blood light, flowing in all directions, like the roots and tentacles of the sacred tree, touching the secrets of the ancestor Buddha in the Paradise.
After doing all this, Zhang Ruochen tapped on the ruler in the center of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Array.
A large number of time-marked light points flew out, condensing into an array spirit that looked like Lord Wu.
"What are your orders, Master?"
The formation spirit knelt down on one knee, showing great respect.
"Guard Prajna well and don't allow any monks to break in."
Zhang Ruochen left the Ten Thousand Buddhas Array, returned to the Black Wuchang Temple, and found Gong Nanfeng who was using the Tianshu Needle to deduce.
"Looking for what?"
Zhang Ruochen came behind him.
Gong Nanfeng looked at the Tianshu Needle placed on the table, scratched his head and sighed: "I wanted to deduce the next good or bad luck, but the Tianshu Needle didn't give instructions. Is it because my cultivation is too weak?
"
The Tianshu Needle is a sacred tool used in the Ming Ancestor's sacrifice.
Destiny has twelve phases. Naturally, the Tianshu Needle not only has the ability to find people and objects, but it can also ask about heaven's secrets, determine good and bad luck, and know misfortunes and blessings.
Of course, compared with the "Book of Destiny", the Tianshu Needle is only more useful in finding people and things.
"let me try."
Zhang Ruochen mobilized the divine energy in his body, flowed out from his fingertips, and injected it into the Tianshu needle.
The ancient texts and inscriptions inside the Tianshu Needle emerged one after another and shimmered on the surface.
Then, it swayed from side to side and kept spinning.
Zhang Ruochen's pupils were shining brightly, and he really wanted to take this opportunity to release his mental power and quietly explore the world inside the Tianshu Needle.
But, I just had this idea.
Subconsciously, there seemed to be a voice telling him not to do this. Doing so would be dangerous.
This is a kind of foresight that Zhang Ruochen had after practicing Wuji Divine Way!
"Why is it dangerous to explore the Tianshu needle?"
Zhang Ruochen finally believed this intuition and did not release his mental power to investigate.
He regained his composure and stopped activating the Tianshu Needle. Zhang Ruochen frowned and said, "To calculate good or bad luck, it seems that we have to use the Book of Destiny. This Tianshu Needle...well, I'm afraid its effect is limited."
"What?"
Gong Nanfeng immediately retorted, saying: "This is the artifact left by Mingzu. How amazing Mingzu is, haven't you heard of it? Huh! I think it's because you have such a great secret, so with your
It’s impossible to deduce it because of your cultivation.”
He seemed to have thought of something, and said: "I heard that no matter how strong a spiritual monk is, it is easy to make predictions about others, but very difficult to make predictions about oneself."
Zhang Ruochen did not argue with Gong Nanfeng and said: "I remember you once told me that you are 90% of the spirit separated from the Tianshu needle weapon spirit, and the body you cultivated is for the weapon spirit to cross the Yuanhui.
Born from disaster?"
"Yes, the Yuan Hui Tribulation is coming soon!" Gong Nan Fenghun said nonchalantly.
Zhang Ruochen said: "If you can force the Tianshu Needle Spirit to use this life-extending method, I guess the Yuanhui disaster you are facing will be very terrifying, right?"
"Of course it's scary. The next thing Tianshu Needle Spirit will go through is probably the twentieth dimensional tribulation...it may be more, it may be less, I can't remember clearly!" Gong Nanfeng said.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Can you survive it? "
Gong Nanfeng said: "Okay, what are you talking about?"
Zhang Ruochen said: "If you can't survive, you will die. Die instead of the weapon spirit?"
Gong Nanfeng was like a deflated rubber ball, slumping down on the chair, silent for a long time, and said: "I was born to die! I once thought that I could change my destiny against the will of heaven, but as the Yuanhui disaster gets closer and closer,
, but the feeling of powerlessness in my heart is getting worse
Come stronger and stronger.”
"Competing with the sky...no one has ever been able to compete."
"If I die, remember to burn paper money for me every year."
Gradually, Gong Nanfeng became optimistic again.
Zhang Ruochen said: "You should stay and practice under the sundial..."
"If you practice under the sundial, the Yuanhui disaster will come faster, okay? Chen, you want to harm me." Gong Nanfeng jumped up from his seat.
Zhang Ruochen said: "I can use the Wuji Divine Way to help you. It won't improve your cultivation too much, but at least it will be useful."
Gong Nanfeng was moved and said: "You are Emperor Chen, and I am extremely touched that you can consider so much for a weakling like me. How about you help me bring out the spirit sleeping inside the Tianshu Needle and let it
To carry the catastrophe of the Yuanhui? You use Wuji Shinto
, help me avoid the secret?"
"He overcame the Yuanhui catastrophe, so naturally I don't have to do it!"
Gong Nanfeng accounts for 90% of the spirit of Tianshu needle.
The remaining 10% is sleeping inside the Tianshu needle to avoid the influence of heaven and earth and avoid the disaster of Yuanhui.
After the Yuanhui catastrophe, regardless of whether Gong Nanfeng is dead or alive, that 10% spirit will wake up and usher in a new life.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Didn't the pivot needle lose its weapon spirit that day?"
"Is this what you were thinking?" Gong Nanfeng looked in disbelief.
Zhang Ruochen said with a smile: "It is a way to die as a Taoist friend but not as a poor Taoist. But, is this method useful?"
"Who knows? I can only give it a try! Anyway, you must help me. When the Yuanhui disaster is coming, I will definitely come to you." Gong Nanfeng said.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Let's talk about it then! I have to go out, do you want to come with me?"
"Where to go?"
Gong Nanfeng caught up with Zhang Ruochen.
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In the Santu River Basin, there is no day or night, and there is eternal darkness.
In the sky, there are stars that are comparable to the moon. It is unknown who is the divine planet. However, due to the thick fog and the steaming death air, the brilliance they emit is extremely weak and cannot illuminate the dark night.
The mist is like rain, falling finely, and the air is extremely humid.
Zhang Ruochen and Gong Nanfeng came to the north wall of Wuchang Ghost City. They found a wasteland of black mud and no grass growing. There were only half-buried bones in the ground and rotting water accumulated in low-lying areas.
Compared with the south, the north is much deserted.
A crack appeared in the southern city wall, and a strange fountain of blood overflowed. Most of the monks gathered there.
To the north, the tent guarding the Ghost City of Impermanence was built a hundred miles away and was dimly lit.
Further away on the Yin Mountain is the majestic Bai Wuchang Temple, which is made of white jade and exudes a heart-stopping divine power.
"You want to enter the Ghost City of Impermanence?" Gong Nanfeng was shocked.
Zhang Ruochen said: "I have previously observed and deduced that the cracks in the wall on the south side of Impermanence Ghost City are probably not caused by the corrosion of the blood spring, but may be man-made."
"The Lord Mingye is guarding there, who can destroy the walls and formations of the ghost city without anyone noticing? Besides, the Ghost City of Impermanence is now a real realm of death, and even the God King and Lord dare not enter."
Gong Nanfeng was a little scared and advised: "Don't go in! It's said now that the strange blood spring here is related to the dark calamity. Once you get involved, you will be in trouble."
"Shh!"
Zhang Ruochen made a silent gesture and looked behind him.
In the dark ghost mist, a graceful white figure flashed out. She seemed to be walking in the air, her body movements wandering in the space, and finally, she settled under the light screen of the formation outside the north city wall.
She is an extremely tall beauty in white clothes. She looks about twenty years old, young and energetic.
The white clothes on her body are just a symbolic wrap around her round peaks, and a large area of jade-like skin is exposed. Her neck is slender, her collarbones are sexy, and she wears three bone bracelets on each side of her bare arms.
The most eye-catching thing is undoubtedly the pair of straight legs, wearing white mesh.
Such sexy and voluptuous clothing is extremely rare among gods. What's more, she is not an ordinary god. Her aura is almost invisible and even blends with the rules of heaven and earth.
It is another Wuliang from the Ghost City of Impermanence.
In Zhang Ruochen's eyes, Bai Wuchang, Lord He Qing, could be seen clearly.
But Gong Nanfeng seemed to be unable to see clearly. He squinted his eyes and whispered: "Who is that? She was shrouded in a white ghost mist. Although it was blurry, her figure was extremely beautiful and she was dressed very coolly. She Don't you know that the romantic sword god is right in front of you?
,Who are you trying to seduce?"
"Don't talk nonsense." Zhang Ruochen said.
After He Qing observed the surroundings, he did not find Zhang Ruochen and Gong Nanfeng hiding in the mental force field. Her soft and boneless snow-white jade arms were pressed against the formation light screen.
The six bone bracelets worn on the wrists showed mysterious and complex ancestral patterns. Gradually, the palms of the hands sank in, and the body followed.
Zhang Ruochen carefully looked at the ancestral patterns on the bone bracelet, looking thoughtful.
"Damn it, someone actually dares to enter the Ghost City of Impermanence." Gong Nanfeng said.
"It's indeed a ghost. It seems that we have an unexpected harvest today."
Zhang Ruochen led Gong Nanfeng directly into the formation light curtain, and then moved forward to the wall of the Impermanence Ghost City.
The Impermanence Ghost City ranks second among all the ghost cities, second only to the Fengdu Ghost City. The city covers an area of 80,000 miles from north to south and 120,000 miles from east to west. It has densely built buildings, such as stone castles, stone towers, palaces, tree towers, etc., as far as the eye can see.
To the edge.
Today, in the ghost town of Impermanence, all the streets have turned into criss-crossing rivers of blood, with only the tops of the buildings still exposed.
The air was filled with thick blood mist and ghostly aura.
Zhang Ruochen released his mental power to investigate, but the tentacles of his mental power spread hundreds of miles and were eroded by the strange power contained in the blood mist.
Zhang Ruochen immediately withdrew his mental power and released the Tai Chi Four Symbols Seal to protect him and Gong Nanfeng.
"The blood spring here really has the same origin as the darkness. How much blood did the immortal shed in the Temple of Origin? The Sword Ancestor was indeed a big deal back then. No wonder he was one of the few people who could fight against the immortal and still escape.
"Zhang Ruochen said secretly.
Gong Nanfeng searched in the city and said, "It's gone! Where did it go? Did you sense it?"
Zhang Ruochen shook his head gently.
"Use the Tianshu needle to locate it!" Gong Nanfeng suggested.
"I brought you here just to verify the effect of Tianshu Needle."
Zhang Ruochen took the Tianshu Needle from his hand and held it in the palm of his hand.
The Tianshu needle rotated and quickly locked a position.
"Let's go!" Gong Nanfeng said.
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "Don't worry, you release your soul and I will make further calculations."
"You are perfect in the sky, and you can calculate a Heqing, but you still need my soul to help?"
Just now, Zhang Ruochen told Gong Nanfeng the identity of the woman who broke into the Impermanence Ghost City.
Gong Nanfeng's soul can be the weapon spirit of Tianshu Needle.
With the assistance of the weapon spirit, the calculation of Tianshu Needle will be more accurate.
Seeing Zhang Ruochen's serious look, Gong Nanfeng suddenly understood and said: "I know, you suspect that there is a more powerful person hiding in the Ghost City of Impermanence."
Gong Nanfeng immediately released his soul and merged with Tianshu Needle.
Zhang Ruochen calculated again.
After the Tianshu needle swung several times, it finally pointed in the same direction as before.
This time, Zhang Ruochen didn't wait any longer. He gathered his breath within ten feet, held the Tianshu Needle in one hand, and lifted Gong Nanfeng in the other, leaping to the top of each building.
With Zhang Ruochen's ninety-level mental power, he was still afraid of being eroded by strange forces, so he didn't worry at all about being sensed by He Qing's soul.
Because if the soul is released outside, it will still be corrupted.
According to Zhang Ruochen's analysis, the reason why He Qing Qiankun's boundless cultivation dared to enter the Impermanent Ghost City was because the six bone bracelets on her wrists could block the erosion of the strange air of the blood spring.
Getting closer and closer, Zhang Ruochen didn't want to alarm He Qing, so he used the Tai Chi Four Symbols to protect his body, and sank directly into the strange blood spring that was originally a street, but now turned into a river of blood, completely covering up his aura.
The four images of Tai Chi are printed up and down, supporting a small world of about ten feet.
Outside the small world, there was blood red.
"Do you need to be so careful? Can your seal resist the corrosion of the blood fountain?" Gong Nanfeng was worried but also a little excited. It was so exciting!
With wisps of white ghost energy, He Qing landed on the top of the Tongtian Tower, the tallest building in the Impermanent Ghost City.
The Tongtian Tower is eight hundred feet high and looks like a city within a city.
The top of the building is an open observatory. Standing here, you can see not only the stars in the sky, but also the Origin Temple dozens of miles away.
In the temple, a waterfall of blood continuously flows down, pouring into the Ghost City of Impermanence.
A tall and muscular man with long hair and loose body walked out of the building, stood in the shadow with his hands behind his back, and said, "Why are you here?"
He Qing's clear black and white eyes stared at the burly figure in the shadow, with a hint of fear, and said: "The Emperor asked me to come. His old man is very dissatisfied. Why haven't you done anything yet? I promised you before.
of."
The burly figure stepped out of the shadows, revealing a face as sharp as a knife, full of demonic and masculine charm, and said: "Didn't I already take action? Otherwise, how could the blood fountain in the Ghost City of Impermanence overflow?"
"The emperor means to completely destroy the Ghost City of Impermanence." He Qing said.
This burly figure sneered, looking from He Qing's feet, down his legs, to his slender jade waist, and continued upward, saying: "I didn't expect that the majestic Lord He Qing would dress like this in order to please me.
Sexy. Is this your own desire to seduce me, or is it the will of Mr. Huangquan imposed on you?"
"As long as you destroy the Impermanence Ghost City immediately and let the strange blood spring flow into the Santu River, the reason won't matter!"
He Qing stepped forward in front of the burly figure, showing off his perfect figure, but he had no intention of getting closer.
Unless the other party agrees to her conditions first.
"Didn't the Supreme Pillar ask for me by name at the beginning? Now, I am in front of you. As long as the Supreme Pillar fulfills its promise to the emperor, I will definitely meet all the requirements of the Supreme Pillar."
The burly figure is the third pillar of the seventy-two demon gods, Gai De.
Gai Mie's eyes were fixed on He Qing, as if he was appreciating it, but also as if he could see through everything, and said: "Recently, I have absorbed too much blood, and my energy is too strong to be vented. When you come at this time, you will be like a sheep in a tiger's mouth.
What's the difference?"
"Whoa!"
Gai Mie's figure flashed and he had already grabbed He Qing's left arm.
He Qing's expression changed and he wanted to escape, but it was already too late!
Gai Mie stood behind her, with his other hand, he caressed He Qing's face and said: "Women are really dispensable to me. However, I will never give up on those who come to my door."
I’ll let it go.”
He Qing's delicate body trembled slightly and gradually returned to calm. He raised his chin and said, "As long as the Supreme Pillar doesn't delay any longer and takes action quickly, everything is possible. Otherwise, things will change too late. Zhang Ruochen has already left Yama.
The next stop is probably the Santu River Basin...ah..."
Amid the overwhelming laughter, a woman's beautiful voice came from the observatory, either short or long.
Zhang Ruochen and Gong Nanfeng, who were hiding in the blood fountain under Tongtian Tower, looked at each other and felt incredible.
He Qing is a god-level figure. In order to please Gai Mie, he dressed like this and came to meet him.
Gong Nanfeng said: "He Qing is the Taoist companion of Lord Mingye. Lord Mingye is not bad. We should have stopped him before... Ahem, it's all because Gai Mie started too quickly... The name of the Supreme Pillar
Is this how it came about? Forget it, others are willing to fight while others are willing to suffer, what does it have to do with us? Chen, are you sure you can defeat Gai Mie? Now is a good time!"
Zhang Ruochen pondered for a long time before saying: "After all, Emperor Huangquan is the most powerful ancestor in the history of the ghost tribe. There are too many ghost tribe monks who regard him as their faith and are willing to work for him. Moreover, his Taoism attracts the ghost tribe monks.
It’s too powerful!”
Gong Nanfeng said: "Do you think He Qing is willing to sacrifice his life for the great cause of Emperor Huangquan regaining control of the ghost clan?"
"Otherwise? Could it be that she wants to be the wife of the Supreme Pillar?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
Gong Nanfeng said: "This is also possible! How can you not be reluctant to listen to this voice... Forget it, it's really annoying to hear it! Chen, can you deal with Gai Mie? If you can't deal with it, let's leave quickly.
Go and invite Fengtian."
"Do you think we can still leave?"
Zhang Ruochen didn't know to what level Gai Mi's combat power had returned to, but Gai Mi was the Supreme Pillar, and his realm was at least the Tianzun level.
With the cover of the strange blood spring, Zhang Ruochen was confident that even if he encountered someone in the early stage of Immortality, he would be able to hide it from the opponent's perception at close range.
However, how could it be possible to hide the Tianzun-level realm attainments and the Heavenly-level divine soul induction?
The distance is too close!
Zhang Ruochen cursed secretly in his heart, this guy Gai Mie knew they were lurking nearby and still showed up like this, it was simply lawless.
Gong Nanfeng's face became more and more embarrassed, and he said: "Then what should I do now? Leave or stay? Or jump out and scare them? I'm just a weapon spirit. Anyway, I'm not afraid of death, and no one will kill me. How about I