In front of the dark ghost city gate, two rows of burly Yin soldiers with no visible faces stood in the mist. There were many ghost spears and a murderous look. All the ghost cultivators who came in and out were afraid to come out. They showed their identity cards and left in a hurry, not daring to do so.
Make more stops like usual.
Under the gloomy dusk, three living monks came from a distance.
They did not use magic to cover up their own vitality, and they were so different from this world that they could be recognized at a glance.
All the ghost cultivators they met looked sideways. However, when they saw the arrow-shaped black ghost card hanging on the waist of the man dressed as a Taoist priest, the unique ghost aura could not be faked. Although he did not understand why the monks in the yang world had the same weapons as the yin soldiers.
But I won’t stare at the patrol officer’s ID badge.
Ghost cultivators who can come to battlefields outside the territory, or those with violent tempers and bad tempers, will definitely not be stupid.
Zhang Wenfeng let go of Yun Qiuhe's hand. In fact, as he walked within a hundred miles of Gucheng, the gloomy wind had turned into a breeze. He was used to holding hands. He faced the scrutinizing eyes of the gloomy soldier captain at the city gate and stepped forward. He took out a black bag from his sleeves.
Show the shiny stone figurine Yin Soldier Talisman to the Yin Soldier Captain.
"salute!"
The captain of the Yin soldiers shouted loudly.
The two rows of Yin soldiers half-turned their feet, raised their spears and tapped their breastplates, "Pah!", the killing aura instantly converged, and the ghost spears wrapped in ghost fire were pushed forward again, "Swish", and they made a solemn gesture in a row.
Gun salute.
The ghost cultivators who were about to pass through the city gate quickly moved to the side to avoid saluting them. They couldn't afford it.
The captain of the Yin soldiers also saluted and shouted: "According to the order of the commander-in-chief, the commander-in-chief Baer led his team to greet the talisman envoy."
"You're welcome, Lieutenant Barr!"
Zhang Wenfeng hurriedly returned the gift. The scene was a bit grand, so he was assigned a patrol officer to lead the way.
He has already guessed in his mind that Brother Nine Mings has been promoted to the seventh level after leaving seclusion and officially became the commander of the Yin soldiers in the outer battlefield?
The last bead of the Nine-Star Flowing Bead needs to be replenished with pure energy such as evil spirit, death energy or underworld energy. It would definitely be a headache for other monks. If you want to collect enough evil energy, death energy or underworld energy in the world, bit by bit, everywhere
Running around would definitely not be possible without spending hundreds of years.
For Zhang Guanzhu, it was a long journey.
Yun Qiuhe behind him was extremely shocked by such a polite scene. His husband seemed to have a high status in the underworld?
You Mengchang guessed what was going on. The Nine Lives were closer to the viewer than a real brother.
Look at people, and compare with his misery back then, why did he meet so many sinister old guys with dark consciences?
Alas, people are so irritating that they suddenly felt a little hurt.
Two teams of Yin soldiers escorted them through the city and arrived at the mansion of the commander-in-chief halfway up the mountain to the east. It was actually the same residence as before Jiu Ming, but the name on the plaque had been changed, and a team of Yin soldiers were on duty at the door to support the facade.
Zhang Wenfeng saw a man with an enchanting appearance, dressed in a flirty and flowing white robe, walking out of the open door. His posture and bearing were heart-wrenching. He hurriedly walked a few steps, raised his hands and saluted with a smile: "Congratulations, Senior Brother Jiu Ming, on your promotion."
The great commander of the battlefield outside the territory!"
"You guys are still being polite to me."
Jiu Ming had already reached the bottom of the steps in one step. He smiled and helped up the Taoist priest who had such cultivation at such a young age. He looked at Yun Qiuhe behind him. He didn't want to see You Mengchang, so he raised his hands and bowed to Meng Qiuhe.
Charm turns a blind eye.
All the Yin soldiers outside the door knelt on the ground and saluted.
"Yun Qiuhe, my younger brother Jing's wife, specially brought her here to pay homage to my elder brother."
Zhang Wenfeng introduced, without leaving any trace, he stretched out his hand and gave Mr. You a hand.
Yun Qiuhe heard her husband talk about Jiu Ming. Back then in the wilderness of Huanye, she also saw from a distance the scene where Jiu Ming was captured by black and white Wuchang and other ghost cultivators and taken to the underworld. She performed a Taoist ceremony: "I have seen Brother Jiu Ming!" "
I'm not familiar with him, so I don't dare to say too many polite words.
Looking at the grandeur in front of this high-ranking mansion, you can tell that the rank of the commander-in-chief of Nine Lives is not low in the underworld.
Jiu Ming smiled and helped Mengmei up, and said: "It turns out that they are younger siblings. Please come up quickly. My family is very polite." Seeing Zhang Wenfeng's little action of helping Mengmei up, he smiled and asked: "What is the physique of younger siblings? "
In fact, he can
I could tell that Yun Qiuhe had a watery constitution, so to show respect, I asked him a question, extended his hand in greeting, and walked towards the gate.
Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "Qiuhe is a water element. It was only thanks to Mr. Mo that he gave her an elixir before lifting up the clouds that she was able to advance to the fifth level smoothly."
Jiu Ming laughed loudly and said: "You really don't see anyone outside. You came to my house in the autumn wind, and your face is thicker than the city wall."
Zhang Wenfeng strongly denied: "No, absolutely not. Brother, you are slandering my innocence."
He noticed an old man who looked like a housekeeper and invited Mr. You who was lagging behind to go to the house next door. He then sent a message to Mr. You to let him wait in peace.
After laughing and talking about Hu Kan with Jiu Ming, he came to the brightly lit hall and took a seat.
There are pretty and lithe maids walking around displaying spiritual fruits, tea, snacks and waiting for guests' items.
"Senior brother, when did you leave seclusion?"
"Ten years ago. Alas, I missed the time when my queen's shadow clone came to the underworld and couldn't meet her. I wonder if I will have a chance to see my queen again?"
Jiu Ming's eyes revealed a trace of unspeakable loss.
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and enlightened: "With your talent, senior brother, you will be able to meet Mr. Mo if you ascend to the immortal world from now on."
A bitter smile appeared on Jiu Ming's face: "Ascension to the immortal world...ah, it is too far away and too difficult. With your blessing, I hope it will happen one day."
Ghost cultivators in the underworld are not allowed to go to the upper realm unless they are eighth-level powerful.
He has just advanced to the seventh level. It is impossible to advance to the eighth level in just two or three hundred years. It is a great blessing for him to be able to advance to the eighth level in two thousand years. Therefore, unless he ascends to the immortal world, he will never see the empress.
"Okay, don't talk about me. Why did you come to the foreign battlefield this time? How long will you stay?"
Jiu Ming asked, it would take time for him to prepare the gift.
He learned from Senior Sister Bo Yao that the empress ascended in the Immortal Spirit Temple. This fact is worth a thousand words.
"I need to replenish energy for a treasure on the battlefield outside the territory. It may take seven or eight years." Zhang Wenfeng raised his left hand, his wide sleeve fell down, revealing the nine-star beads on his wrist. He briefly talked about the treasure.
"You can choose a place inside the city, at the foot of the back mountain, or by the River Styx outside the city. I'll ask Inspector Baal to help you gather the underworld energy and get rid of the miscellaneous energy. You and your siblings will stay longer."
Jiu Ming has the power and said casually.
Zhang Wenfeng considered Mr. You's feelings and said, "I would choose the place next to the River Styx outside the city. It's not far back to the city."
Jiu Ming asked about the two sisters Xin Yue and Xin Xing, and heard that they had advanced to the fifth level one after another. Xin Xing, in particular, was very popular with the empress and had two clay dolls in her hands that were given by the empress.
He was overjoyed and asked for some details, and immediately understood that the empress had prepared a means for the two sisters to overcome the small calamity.
Otherwise, with Xin Yue and Xin Xing's qualifications, it would be impossible to advance to the sixth level in the remaining hundred years.
Even if he absorbs the fox spirit blood he sent, it won't work.
After all, he is already a ghost cultivator, and the condensed blood essence has lost some vitality and magical effect.
He originally wanted to prepare treasures for the two sisters to overcome the small tribulation, and asked Brother Zhang to help them to take care of one or two during the tribulation, but now it is no longer necessary. He will prepare at most two protective treasures.
They arranged a residence in the city and sent the two people out. Jiu Ming remembered something and said: "In five years' time, on the double moon, the black market in the outer battlefield will be opened. If you are interested, you can
join."
"Okay, senior brother, please help me prepare the ghost market voucher."