Logically speaking, Wu Yi should give up now, but he didn't. He chose to go deeper and do the opposite, maybe he would make a bigger discovery.
Reaching a thousand feet below, at this depth, even the sun cannot shine in. The cold air is wrapped in the turbid and yin air, and it is blocked and heavy, blocking one's five senses. It is dark all around. If you live in this place for a long time, I am afraid that your mind will be different from that of ordinary people.
Same.
However, it is a good place to practice Qingyin Qi. Wu Yi thought in his heart that he would enjoy the hardships. But if he practices here, if the lord of Anle City appears, he will be seeking death. No matter what, he must explore this place.
It's clear.
Speaking of which, if the Anle City base camp is really here, then their confidentiality measures are really admirable. With so many tribes, Wu Yi didn't find any information about it.
The only thing that can be said to be valuable is that they know that there is a so-called holy land, but who is the owner of the holy land? Where is the holy land? Who are the characters in the holy land? They don't know anything, which makes Wu Yi feel that they may just know a myth.
There is no cycle of the sun and the moon here, it all relies on the reincarnation of the five internal organs, the movement of qi and blood to deduce time, and no one knows how much time has passed. Like a hallucination in a dream, Wu Yi suddenly heard a faint sound, intermittent, continuous, and he did not know where it came from.
A glimmer of light flashed in Wu Yi's eyes, and he finally had a clue. However, this place is different from the outside world. It is not possible to find the source of the sound by simply following the source of the sound.
Because the wind here is quite messy, the sound heard on the left may come from the right. The sound that seems so clear to the ear is actually coming from dozens of miles away. The cold wind condenses the sound together and does not dissipate.
It took Wu Yi nearly half an hour from hearing the voice to finding the speaker. The speakers were two human ghosts, both of whom were cultivated in the golden elixir.
Due to the topography of the place where they were, the wind force was weakened a lot. The swirling cold wind also carried the sound of their exchanges far away.
The faces of the two human ghosts were like charcoal, with dark black blood vessels protruding, scales and armor clearly layered, and some traces of blood and energy, almost no different from ghosts.
The so-called human ghosts and ghosts are similar, with ghost energy and blood mixed in their bodies, but they are different creatures. Ghosts refer to the creatures after the combination of ghosts and human beings.
Human ghosts refer to those ghosts that take away the human body. There are many reasons for taking away the body, such as the ghost energy is not strong, the soul fire is almost annihilated, relying on the blood energy can increase the cultivation level, refine the essence into a god, extend the life span, etc.
But whether they are ghosts or human ghosts, they are existences that everyone shouts about. Once discovered, they will be destroyed immediately. On this point, the attitudes of humans and ghosts are surprisingly consistent.
Ghosts can often be passed on, and most human ghosts die on their own. Most of the ghosts under the canyon are ghosts. It is extremely strange to see humans and ghosts appear here.
Wu Yi quietly approached the two ghosts, hoping to find out more information, but the two ghosts were all perverted villains, and what they said was just gossip, how to occupy and plunder, etc. Wu Yi did not hear it.
A bit of useful information, I just know that these two must have reached the surface, unlike Jueming, who is still stuck in a corner.
Since he couldn't find their flaw now, he had no choice but to create it himself. Wu Yi popped out a burst of energy, which shot out not far away, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky.
Amidst the shrill sound of the wind, it was also extremely clear and energetic, showing a vision. Although it was said to be a vision, it was actually some scenes from the outside world that were moved here by Wu Yi.
The two human ghosts in the chat looked at each other and stopped talking. They didn't know whether to look or not for a moment. They had always lived in darkness and had never seen such a thing before.
"Black-haired ghost, why don't you go and see what this thing is?"
The man-ghost known as the Black-haired Ghost has a lock of black hair on his forehead, which is believed to be the origin of his name.
"Why me? Thin-horned ghost, you have to go too. I haven't settled the matter with you about your affair with my concubine last time?" The black-haired ghost was a little scared when he heard Pili, and he didn't want to go.
Put on an angry face.
The thin-horned ghost had two small horns on his head, and he was confused, which lowered his majestic aura. "It's just you who remembers all the nonsense about sesame seeds and millet."
"I don't care, you go."
"you go."
…
Wu Yi was almost confused. How did these two idiots achieve such a level of cultivation? It was so ridiculous to shirk the blame. I guess when there was merit to be claimed, they refused to give in to each other and competed for it.
These two idiots were looking after the house, and instead of investigating and reporting immediately, they were being pushed around here. The Lord of Anle City had too little vision. Wu Yi couldn't stop complaining in his heart.
Wu Yi has determined that this is the base camp of Anle City.
"Let's go together." I don't know how long the discussion lasted, but the thin-horned ghost seemed to have made a huge concession, so he said.
"No, you owe me, go ahead." The black-haired ghost still disagreed.
If possible, Wu Yi hoped to slap them both to death without any restraint.
The two ghosts shrank forward, and when they came closer, Wu Yi's mind moved, and the vision suddenly changed. They were full of warriors and horses, fighting scenes on the battlefield, and the bloodthirsty thoughts of killing came like a vast ocean.
The two of them screamed in panic and ran away.
When people face danger, they will subconsciously look for a place of refuge. If there really is an Le City here, and they are indeed aware of its existence, An Le City must be their first choice for refuge.
Wu Yi's consciousness was divided into two, and he followed the two of them, cautiously, for fear of attracting attention.
Anle City can still live a prosperous life under the joint efforts of humans and ghosts. Without certain means, it is obviously impossible. Just like the master of Anle City behind the scenes, he is mysterious and mysterious. For many people
, is a legend.
The black-haired ghost seemed to have gone in the wrong direction. When there was no more compelling bloodthirsty murderous intent behind him, he stopped. He was sweating profusely and gasping for air. At this time, he didn't know where he had wandered.
In comparison, the Thin-Horned Ghost is much smarter. When escaping, he is highly concentrated, as if the route has been circulated in his mind thousands of times, taking precautions and being prepared.
However, it is a pity that the thin-horned ghost only ran halfway and did not take Wu Yi to where Wu Yi wanted to go.
"Are you the one who disturbed my rest? You have to pay the price." Wu Yi said loudly without giving up.
The dark red blood swirled around the thin-horned ghost, seeming to be draining the little blood from him. The thin-horned ghost was frightened and ran away, muttering something in his mouth, blaming the black-haired ghost and asking Wu Yi to find the black-haired ghost.
The problem with Mao Gui is that he looks like a dead Taoist friend but a poor Taoist.
Wu Yi kept chasing him, speeding up from time to time to scare the thin-horned ghost, who ran tirelessly as if his tail was on fire.