At dawn, Chu Cheng heard many roosters crowing in the city.
The cockcrow announces the dawn, which shows that calculations in this world are really accurate. At this moment, it is already dawn for other vast worlds.
When these ten sticks of moon incense burned to illuminate the sky, a voice sounded in my ears out of thin air.
This voice was a bit eerie. It felt like a sinister wind was blowing by my ears, and it was biting and cold.
Chu Cheng noticed a looming ghost aura. This was an extremely strong ghost aura. This was something ghost cultivators never had.
This means that the person who said this is not a human, but a ghost.
"Your Majesty, since it is already dawn, the general will lead his men to retreat."
Zuo Feiang nodded and said, "Thank you, General You."
"My subordinates resign."
When this sound falls, it falls softly like a whisper, and is quickly wiped by the wind.
When the voice is gone, the strong ghostly aura dissipates.
"In Shanquan County, human beings and ghosts live together. During the day, it is the time for human beings to be active. At night, it is time to rest. The ghosts are active."
"After all, ghosts don't like sunlight, so they live underground. The buildings on the ground are for human beings to live in. There is also a city underground for ghosts to live in."
"In the daytime, the strong humans defend the city. At night, the strong ones guard the city. Under Zuo's command, the strong ghosts still make up the majority." Zuo Feiang explained.
"That's it." Chu Cheng nodded. After learning that humans and ghosts coexisted early on, he wasn't too surprised.
But in his heart, he was still a little wary.
There may be another reason for humans and ghosts to coexist. That is Zuo Feiang acting as a villain. It is not that Chu Cheng has never encountered this kind of situation.
His hands were already hidden in his sleeves, holding a jade bamboo.
That is the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo. After all, Xuan Lei has the effect of defeating evil. Although it is not his natal mysterious weapon, his true way of thunder has begun to take shape.
Although it has not truly reached perfection, the vast silver thunder in the divine sea within the body has gradually turned purple.
Purple thunder is the mysterious thunder of heaven and earth. With the blessing of this thunder power, this thunder bamboo can exert its peak power. It can even reach far beyond the limit.
In the hands of Chu Cheng, the effectiveness of the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo was far greater than that of Li Shanling.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist, please." The middle-aged man waved his sleeves and then pointed to the city gate.
When he stretched out his hand, the closed city gate did not move and opened on its own.
When the city gate opened wide, a strong gloomy wind suddenly spread over the city, making it feel as if there was a ghost land in front of it.
At that moment, another talisman appeared in Chu Cheng's hand. A talisman unique to his whole body.
This talisman is his strongest trump card when facing a strong person whose cultivation level is much higher than his own, even better than Qianqiu's Painting.
If there is really a tiger's den ahead, maybe Chu Cheng can crush this talisman.
Come and witness whether it is really as you imagined, capable of unleashing a blow that far exceeds your own limit.
"I really don't know what those guys are doing at night."
Zuo Feiang was a little unhappy, and when he noticed the glances from the side, he turned around and smiled. "Those ghost people, after Zuo left, were no longer frightened and became too noisy. Therefore, the ghost energy became much stronger."
"The ghost people will come up and walk around at night, and they don't know how to clean up the ghost energy before leaving. This is too bad."
"After all, the ghost energy is so strong that it doesn't matter to monks, but to mortals, if it accumulates over time, it will be very poisonous and put people's lives in danger." Zuo Feiang continued to speak and said: "Let Zuo Mou put these things in order first.
The ghost energy is pressed into the ground."
For ghosts, ghost energy is equivalent to spiritual energy. If you want to speed up your cultivation, you naturally cannot break it up casually.
Zuo Feiang stretched out his hand again and pressed forward gently. With this press, the wind and clouds surged.
A land with a radius of 200,000 miles can be shattered by one finger for a Nirvana powerhouse like Zuo Feiang. Not to mention just suppressing the ghost energy into the ground.
Under the pressure of a palm, the black mist that was scattered in the air suddenly shook. From sparse to thick, from being level with the city, it was constantly being stepped on and shrunk.
From the middle of a zhang, it continues to shrink to an inch. Finally, it is flush with the line, dividing the sky and the earth.
Zuo Feiang gently pressed his hand again, and the line suddenly poured into the ground. It was so fast that people had no time to react, and there was a clear light.
When the darkness dissipated, the whole mountain was revealed in front of Chu Cheng.
Behind the city gate, there are not a series of buildings. Instead, there are mountains first, and then there are houses scattered in various places, forming towns. Within the towns, there are villages scattered.
"After all, there are not many human beings in the Netherworld. There are only tens of thousands of people in one county. And in Shanquan County, there are less than 60,000 people. But the number of ghosts is in the millions."
Zuo Feiang let out a long sigh, although humans and ghosts in the world are harmonious and ghosts rarely devour human beings, after all, the Netherworld is not suitable for living beings to practice.
A second-step power is an unimaginable accumulation of time. Although there are hundreds of thousands of ghosts and immortals, the number of human second-step powers is much less than in the rest of the world.
In Shanquan County, apart from Zuo Feiang, there is no second-step monk.
"Although I patrolled this county, I didn't like the excitement. So I didn't build a mansion. Instead, I built a wooden house on the top of a remote mountain."
"In my free time, I plant flowers and plants, and this life of a wild man in the mountains is actually Zuo's favorite thing."
Chu Cheng nodded and said with a smile: "Qing Qing, Qing Xian. Who in this world can be Qing Xian. For us, to be clear is to be able to cultivate our minds."
He raised his head and looked ahead, and what reflected in his eyes were mountains and flowing water.
Without thinking, Chu Cheng walked to the river in one step.
The reeds by the water are long and tender, adding a touch of dark green to the river.
The breeze blows, and the slender leaves begin to sway, in various shapes, as if the wind is singing and dancing.
There was the sound of hunting, and it was like a beauty dancing, showing off her light body and graceful posture.
Dragonflies flew low and butterflies danced, trying to stay on the tips of the reeds, but they couldn't stand firm because the river was flowing too fast in the wind.
Most of this square curtain is filled with flowers and willows, with green screens and red decorations. In the middle of the river, there are bright lotus flowers surrounded by thousands of leaves, and various flowers against the background of green grass.
When he saw this scene, Chu Cheng was already sure that this was really what Zuo Feiang said.
Because in the outside world, in the world opened by the great powers of the human race with their great supernatural powers, humans and ghosts cannot be so harmonious, nor can there be such beautiful mountains and clear waters.
He felt a lot of life ahead, like bright stars rising in the night sky.
The middle-aged man looked at Chu Cheng's back as he walked further and further away, revealing a smile with unclear meaning, and the light kept flickering in his eyes.