Qi Xuansu didn't know how long he had been walking, maybe three hours, maybe four hours.
There is no sun here, and there is no distinction between day and night. It is always gray and it is impossible to calculate time using the sky.
He and the inferior horses beneath him never seemed to tire, and it was difficult to calculate time in terms of physical exertion.
Originally, Qi Xuansu had a way to calculate time by using his heartbeat and pulse, or by using his true energy to circulate around the sky. But here, he lost his cultivation, could not sense his true energy, and even lost his heartbeat and pulse, just like a dead person.
This makes Qi Xuansu lack a clear concept of the passage of time.
That's all. After all the people disappeared, this long street became weird. The buildings on both sides seemed to be constantly arranged and combined. They all looked familiar. It's just that the restaurant was originally next to the silk shop, and this time it became
A restaurant next to a sesame seed shop will become a restaurant next to a pawn shop next time, and no matter how you walk, you can't reach the end.
The repetitive and monotonous journey made Qi Xuansu feel a little dazed.
Why can’t I see the Imperial City yet?
Is Imperial Capital that big?
Maybe.
Qi Xuansu tried to break in, but now he is just an ordinary person, there is nothing he can do with the doors and windows, and the "Xuan Jade of Death" has no reaction to these dead objects.
Qi Xuansu also thought about turning back, but when he looked back, he could only see a vast expanse of white with no way back.
Qi Xuansu couldn't help but wonder, this place resembled a city and had a strong yin energy. Was it a real city, or was everything he saw an illusion?
The so-called magic is actually to make the fake become real. The top magic is to turn the fake into real. This city may have been fake originally, and maybe it was fake to the immortals, but to Qi Xuansu, it was real.
It can't be truer.
I don't know how long it took, but when Qi Xuansu and the inferior horses beneath him were already numb, there was finally a change.
The long street finally came to an end, and many figures suddenly appeared here. Their clothes and faces could not be clearly seen, and only their vague backs could be seen. These "people" gathered together around a copper basin and were mumbling something.
Qi Xuansu was so excited that his mind became clear.
It's like washing your face on a sleepy summer afternoon and suddenly waking up.
Qi Xuansu listened carefully and felt that it sounded familiar.
Although I don’t understand what it means, I seem to have heard it somewhere.
Qi Xuansu thought seriously for a while and remembered.
He heard it in his dream.
Every time he went to the mountains to see the black shadow in his dream, there were always some shadows hiding in places where the firelight could not shine, murmuring words that were exactly the same as those of these "people".
Are these people from the ancient witchcraft religion?
The ancient witch sect is completely different from the Lingshan witch sect. Although the latter still bears the name of a witch sect, there are not many "witches" in it anymore. Its members cannot even remember the ten witches of Lingshan. They only know one Wu Luo, and even
I don’t know that Wu Luo’s real name is “Luo”, Wu is just her identity, just like the difference between Qi Xuansu, a seventh-grade Taoist priest, and Qi Xuansu.
At this moment, one of the "people" took out a straw man and threw it directly into the brazier.
In an instant, Qi Xuansu's body also burst into flames.
Qi Xuansu quickly stretched out his hand to put it out, but there was still a burning pain.
Strange laughter sounded from these "people", seeming to be laughing at Qi Xuansu.
Qi Xuansu was not polite, took out the "Xuan Jade of Death" and took a photo of these "people".
In an instant, all the figures were included in the "Jade of Death".
The luster of the "Xuan Jade of Death" became a little brighter, which surprised Qi Xuansu. These "people" who were suspected to be related to the ancient witchcraft actually contained divine power.
At this moment, a chuckle sounded.
Qi Xuansu turned around and saw that it was the little girl who made fun of his big bag.
"Where is this? Little sister." Qi Xuansu got off his horse, held the reins, and tried his best to look kind.
The little girl replied: "Of course this is the 'ghost country'."
Qi Xuansu's heart sank, but he was not too surprised. After all, this was what he expected. Then he asked, "How should I get out?"
"Of course we go out through the gate." The little girl stretched out her hand and pointed. The direction of her finger immediately cleared the clouds and revealed the sun. The heavy white fog dispersed, revealing a very distant scene.
It is vaguely visible that there is an extremely majestic portal there, like a city gate, which is twenty feet high. People standing under it are like ants. There is no city gate, but the sparkling light inside the gate is like the light of a lake.
Lightly rippling.
From where the two stood to the city gate, there was countless white mist, in which countless buildings loomed, and occasionally an eaves and a corner could be seen.
Qi Xuansu looked around and saw many black spots on the top of the city, walking back and forth. If he guessed correctly, they should be the guarding spiritual officials.
"Is that the gateway to and from the Ghost Kingdom?" Qi Xuansu murmured.
"Exactly." The little girl smiled, "But if you take this path, you will probably have to answer a question, how did you get in? If you don't explain this question clearly, those fierce spirit officials will not let you go.
you left."
Of course Qi Xuansu understood this and immediately asked: "What about you? How did you get in?"
The little girl said matter-of-factly: "I came in with grandpa."
"What about your grandfather?" Qi Xuansu asked patiently.
The little girl said: "I don't know where he is. Grandpa is very busy and has many things to do every day, but he will come to me after he is done. No matter where I am, he can find me."
"I would like to ask, who is Lingzu?" Qi Xuansu asked softly.
The little girl blinked: "You are wrong, my grandfather is not a human being."
"Not a human?" Qi Xuansu was surprised, but his face didn't show it, "Could it be a ghost?"
"Yes, I am just a thousand-year-old ghost." A voice came from behind Qi Xuansu.
Qi Xuansu felt a slight chill on his back. He turned around and saw that the old man he had been talking to before was standing not far from him.
Qi Xuansu said seriously: "I wonder why senior brought me here?"
"I didn't drag you in." The old man waved his hand, "You followed us here yourself."
Qi Xuansu subconsciously lowered his head and looked at the "Xuan Jade of Death" in his hand.
The old man's voice was ethereal: "It's this thing. It's such a good thing. It actually opens a gap between Yin and Yang. You should know the principle of the 'Yin and Yang Gate', right? It walks in the gap between the Yin and Yang worlds to bypass the distance between the Yang world.
Obstacles can lead to hundreds of miles in one step."
The old man paused for a moment: "Of course, this is only one of the reasons, and it is also related to the ghost country. Back then, the Zaoge Sect created a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood in the ghost country. The rich corpse energy actually corroded a yin and yang gap, connecting the Nine Netherworlds.
This caused a reversal of yin and yang in the ghost country. Although the corpses have been cleaned up after the Taoist sect took over, the ghost country is still very special. It is a weak link for the time being. Strange things often happen when the yang world and the underworld overlap. At this time, the ghosts in the ghost country
will come to the human world, and the people of the Taoist sect call it "Ghost Gate is opened", so the Taoist sect built a "Ghost Pass", which is nominally to guard against foreign enemies, but in fact it is also the gate to guard the "Ghost Kingdom". To put it bluntly, in a place like this,
It’s easy to come across so-called ‘dirty stuff’.”
"You carry such a foreign object that connects to the netherworld, and you dare to pass through the 'Ghost Pass'. I don't know whether you should be called brave? Or an ignorant person who is fearless?"
"If not, there are so many passers-by, why do I only talk to you?"