After driving for half a day and flying a hundred thousand miles, Lin Jichen found the location of Fengdu.
Fengdu is located outside the Four Prefectures, to the west of the Pole, on the border of the Eight Wilderness Continent. It is hidden in a deep valley. It is really difficult to find it if you don't search carefully.
It was also the first time for Lin Jichen to come to this place. After landing, the city gate opened and a gloomy wind blew from the city, making people feel uncomfortable all over.
I heard that there is a mountain cave near Fengdu, which is connected to the ghost world, and a large number of ghosts can freely enter and exit from it.
Legend has it that the ghost world is similar to the human world, except that few people dare to enter the ghost world. It is said that the ghost world is extremely yin-y, and the average human monk will lose his lifespan quickly when entering the ghost world.
When he reached the city entrance, two guards stopped Lin Jichen and asked him to pay ten spiritual stones as a fee to enter the city.
Lin Jichen saw that they were all humans and not ghosts, so he casually asked: "Brother, are all the guards in Fengdu humans?"
"Of course not. Is this your first time coming to Fengdu?" the guard said.
"yes."
"It's normal to not understand this for the first time. Feng is a city with two systems. During the day, we, the human race, are in charge, and at night, there are ghost soldiers in charge."
The guard said and reminded: "Be careful when you come here for the first time. Although the security here is pretty good, don't easily provoke those powerful ghost cultivators. They are not easy to talk to, especially those with tender skin like you."
Handsome human monks with pure yang energy are most loved by female ghosts."
The corner of Lin Jichen's mouth twitched. He had experienced this a long time ago. Xiao Wan, a little pervert, missed his Yang Qi all day long.
Ever since I sucked her once, she felt like she was addicted. She gets a headache just thinking about it...
"By the way, you have to be careful when dealing with ghost cultivators. Many ghost cultivators will use tricks to confuse a novice like you who is here for the first time. When the time comes, you will have to admit that you are unlucky if you are deceived. No one will tell you."
"Also, don't even think about going to the ghost world, otherwise your ten lives won't be enough to survive."
The guard warned Lin Jichen kindly.
"Thank you for reminding me, brother. I understand." Lin Jichen clasped his fists gratefully, handed over the spirit stone, and walked into Fengdu City.
Fengdu seems to be no different from an ordinary city, except that it looks very deserted and desolate, with few people on the streets.
Although Lin Jichen has never been to Fengdu, he has heard some rumors about Fengdu.
Black and white are reversed here, deserted during the day and lively at night. After all, ghost cultivators like to come out at night. It's not that they are afraid of the sun, they just don't like the light.
Just like people prefer daytime to night, ghost cultivators are still resting in the ghost world at this time and only go in and out of Fengdu at night.
Lin Jichen strolled around and found nothing special, so he found an inn to rest and wait for dark.
But after visiting three inns in a row, all of them were full. Lin Jichen realized that it was no wonder the city was so deserted. It turned out that most of the human monks had gone to the inns to rest.
They obviously also knew the rules of Fengdu, and they were all waiting for dusk to arrive in the inn.
Fortunately, Lin Jichen walked to the largest inn in the city, and there happened to be one guest room left.
After Lin Jichen entered, the inside was completely different from the outside. It was very lively. Many monks were drinking, resting and chatting with each other in the inn hall.
Among them, Lin Jichen even felt the aura of many demon cultivators, but everyone was at peace with each other, and there was no so-called war between good and evil.
Obviously in Fengdu, there is no distinction between good and evil, only humans and ghosts.
Lin Jichen happened to be bored, so he found a table and ordered some food and drinks while drinking to see if he could get some useful information.
From the mouths of other monks, Lin Jichen gradually learned about the purpose of many monks coming here.
Some of them are to sell some medicinal materials that are beneficial to ghost cultivators, such as Seven Yin Grass, Yin Ling Vine, Hanxin Flower, etc., and even some demon elixirs of Yin and Cold monsters to ghost cultivators.
These things are very popular in the ghost world, so the profits are huge. Many monks choose to become second-level dealers, which can make a lot of profits.
Some monks practice relatively gloomy techniques and need to purchase some medicinal materials or elixirs unique to the ghost world from ghost cultivators to assist in their practice.
There are also some monks who have the same purpose as Lin Jichen and also have ghost servants.
I also came here to strengthen my ghost servant's strength and to purchase some ghost cultivation techniques and ghost elixirs.
In short, everyone came to Feng for a purpose, otherwise no one would be so full that they would run to this damn place.
While drinking, Lin Jichen eavesdropped on the conversations at other tables, temporarily making up for his lack of understanding of Fengdu.
Just when he was listening with great interest, a thin, bald man came to his table and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, this hall is full, do you mind sharing a table?"
Lin Jichen raised his head and looked at him. This man's cultivation was at the level of the Golden Core Realm.
He doesn't seem to be very old, but he looks like a little old man.
His hair is sparse, his hairline is impressive, he has the potential of an elder brother, and his body is as thin as a dead branch.
Lin Jichen felt that he might not weigh sixty pounds even with human feces.
This guy walked very lightly. If Lin Jichen hadn't looked at him several times to make sure he was a human, he would have thought he was a ghost cultivator in disguise.
And when he scanned the living room, he found that there were still empty tables, but they were not full at all.
What is the purpose of this kid's cliff?
Lin Jichen didn't worry about what he could do in front of her, so he nodded generously: "Whatever."
"Thank you so much, fellow Taoist. You are such a warm-blooded person. Haha, waiter, bring me two jugs of good wine and some delicious dishes."
The man sat down unceremoniously, then naturally picked up the wine Lin Jichen ordered, poured it for himself, and took a pleasant sip.
Lin Jichen looked at him quietly, waiting for him to speak.
"Fellow Taoist, let's get to know each other first. I'm from Yongning Prefecture, don't you know your name?" The man introduced himself first, and he was very familiar with him.
"My name is Lin Chen, a native of Mu Xianzhou." Lin Jichen did not give his real name and used a trumpet when going out.
"It turns out to be Brother Lin. I have admired him for a long time. Brother Lin is really a talented person. He is rich and handsome. At first glance, he is a disciple of a famous sect. I am really lucky to meet Brother Lin today. No wonder the magpie on the tree kept looking at me when I went out today.
My name turned out to be a sign that I would meet a noble person today, haha..."
Jin Buhuan made random nonsense and flattered him at the drop of a hat. With such flattery skills, Lord Zhou of Centennial City had to call him "teacher" when he saw him.
"Brother Jin has won the prize. I wonder if Brother Jin came here to share a table with me. Does he have something to say to me?"
Lin Jichen didn't want to listen to this guy's flattery, so he got straight to the point and was ready to tell him to get out if nothing happened.
Sure enough, this guy looked around with a sly look to make sure that no one was paying attention to him, then he sneaked forward, with a vulgar expression on his face, and whispered: "Brother Lin, do you want a shot?"