Wu Qian and Chen Yingying stared blankly at the pile of things on the ground, no one dared to reach out.
Everything that happened just now left them in a daze until now. Wu Qian was the first to come to her senses, her lips trembled, and she whispered softly: "Senior, this, this is not good..."
Li Mu waved his hand and said: "Don't worry, they were the ones who stole your soul power first. This is at most a courtesy exchange. You don't have to worry about being retaliated by them. I have already erased that part of their memory."
Li Mu had a good impression of the two female cultivators. As women, they had more backbone than the two male cultivators and did not betray their teammates at critical moments, so Li Mu didn't mind giving them a chance.
At this time, Li Mu noticed that Chen Yingying was looking at him. There seemed to be speculation in her eyes, but she didn't dare to confirm it. When Li Mu looked at her, her eyes looked away in panic.
Li Mu didn't say anything more, just smiled slightly and said: "Okay, I have other things to do when I go to the Ghost Realm. These soul powers should be enough for you to use for a while. There is going to be a big change in the Ghost Realm, so you'd better not go any further.
Come in and have an adventure.”
Before leaving, he patted Chen Yingying's head gently and said: "Work hard and strive to practice in the ancestral court as soon as possible."
As soon as he finished speaking, he walked into the ghost mist again.
Wu Qian looked at the things scattered on the ground, her throat moved with difficulty, and then said to Chen Yingying: "Sister Yingying, you choose first."
Chen Yingying said embarrassedly: "Let's choose together..."
After the two of them distributed these cultivation resources, Wu Qian suddenly asked: "Sister Yingying, do you know that senior?"
Chen Yingying thought for a moment, nodded, and said: "You are so young, your cultivation level is so high, and you don't like Xuanzong. Even the names are the same. I can't think of anyone else except my uncle."
Wu Qian was surprised and said: "Ah, he is the clever senior from the Fu Lu Sect..."
Speaking of Li Mu, perhaps not many people in the cultivation world know about it, but when it comes to Ling Jizi, no one knows about it. The battle with the Supreme Elder of Xuanzong has already spread the name of Ling Jizi throughout the cultivation world.
.
Wu Qian said with some surprise: "I have only heard the name of Senior Lingjizi before, and thought he was a senior Taoist disciple who was superior. I didn't expect that he is so kind and has no airs at all. It seems that we can deal with that person so easily."
It’s just Ghost, and Senior Ling Jizi is helping us secretly..."
Chen Yingying showed a nymphomaniacal smile and murmured: "Of course, during that ceremony, I met my uncle from a distance. I never thought that I would have such a close contact with my uncle in this life.
I will work hard to practice and strive to enter the ancestral court as soon as possible, and I will not let down the expectations of my great uncle..."
Wu Qian said with some envy: "I really envy the disciples of your big sect. You are protected by the elders of your sect wherever you go..."
Chen Yingying said: "Sister Wu, if you are willing, you can also join our Talisman Sect. With your cultivation, you should be able to directly enter the ancestral court. Then I will call you Senior Sister Wu..."
Wu Qian said happily: "Is it okay?"
Chen Yingying smiled and said: "Of course you can. You can go back to the sect with me now. Master hopes that such a strong person will join him..."
The experience just now caused the distance between the two to be quickly shortened. After a moment, they joined hands in the sky and flew towards the mountain gate of the Talisman Sect.
At the same time, in the ghost realm, in the endless mist, a figure moved forward quickly. Wherever it passed, the mist surged violently. Whether it was a low-level spirit body or a high-level soul body, when they felt the breath, they could feel it.
Instinctively stay away.
Qing Xuanzi and others carefully walked through the fog, and also felt the breath passing by in the distance.
A Xuanzong disciple couldn't help but murmured in a low voice: "The ghost realm is too dangerous, we should not come here again..."
Compared with the Demon Kingdom, the ghost realm shrouded in mist is much more mysterious. No one knows how many secrets are hidden in the fog of the ghost realm. Inexplicable memory loss, magic weapon soul power was robbed, and the weird experiences they just experienced
This incident filled the hearts of several Xuanzong disciples with fear of this place.
They never want to come here again in their lives.
Somewhere in the ghost realm, when Li Muji walked to the valley where he had just killed the ghost, he slowly stopped.
The ghost realm is different from the demon kingdom. It is full of fog that cannot be explored by spiritual consciousness. Even if you have a map, you must be careful and follow the map's guidance completely.
The so-called complete map of the Ghost Realm is actually only the places that people have explored so far. Most areas of the Ghost Realm are unexplored and unknown places, full of unknown dangers. For thousands of years, people who have disappeared in the Ghost Realm
There are countless strong men in the world, including many in the sixth and seventh realms. They relied on their advanced cultivation to venture into unknown places alone, and then never came out again.
When one strong person after another disappeared silently into the ghost realm, the practitioners who later entered the ghost realm learned to read the map.
The routes marked on the map have all been explored by predecessors. You can move forward safely without unpredictable dangers. Although Li Mu is a cave master and can kill even the seventh level, he does not dare to go in the ghost realm.
Breaking in and out.
After all, there are not many people in the Seventh Realm who have disappeared in the ghost realm throughout the ages.
Even in Xuehe's memory, he has a little fear and fear of the ghost realm.
His consciousness could not spread too far, which made him feel very insecure. Li Mu could only follow the route marked on the map and move forward at a neither fast nor slow speed.
Although the ghost realm is large, there are not many roads that can be walked. Almost all practitioners are walking along the few routes. Therefore, Li Mu met many people along the way.
Most of these people come in groups of three or five, and go deep into the ghost realm to hunt ghosts together. When they meet each other, they will move away vigilantly.
In the ghost realm, meeting people is far scarier than meeting ghosts.
Li Mu was flying at low altitude, and suddenly there was a wave of mana in the fog in front of him. As he flew closer, Li Mu saw a group of six people besieging a ghost.
Among the six people, two had reached the level of creation and four had magical powers. This ghost was no match for them at all. The soul body was quickly dispersed and the soul power was taken away.
The fog surged behind them, and the six people turned around warily. When they saw a figure walking out, their expressions became nervous.
They clenched the weapons in their hands, ready to take action at any time, but only one person stepped out of the mist.
The man just glanced at them and continued flying forward.
Among the six people, a man with a fleshy face looked at the figure walking away and said in a low voice: "Going deep into the ghost realm, there is no magical weapon on this person, and there is no soul bottle. He must have the Pot Heaven Magic Treasure."
Speaking of the Potian Magical Treasure, greed appeared in his eyes.
A magic weapon that can be stored is what every practitioner dreams of, but only those who are strong in the seventh realm or above can refine the Hutian magic weapon. Those who possess this kind of treasure are the core of a sect with super strong people.
disciple.
Seeing what he was thinking, another companion with good fortune and cultivation beside him reminded him: "This person must be a disciple of a great sect or aristocratic family, and his status is not low. You'd better put your thoughts away."
The Hengrou man grinned and said: "So what about the disciples of the big sect? They don't just have magical powers and cultivation. We killed him quietly in the ghost realm. Who would know that it was us who did it? Over the years, all the sects have died at my hands."
There are not ten disciples of the aristocratic family, but eight..."
Another person pondered for a moment and said: "You should be more careful. Anyone who dares to go deep into the ghost land alone must have some strength. Don't capsize in the gutter."
The Hengrou man said: "I think he is young, but he looks like a newborn calf that is not afraid of tigers. We have never encountered such a stupid young man. If we can get a Hutian magic weapon, we will make a lot of money this time...
…”
He looked at his companion beside him and said, "I don't want to let go of this fat sheep in front of me. Don't fight me, otherwise don't blame me for falling out."
The man shrugged and said, "I only hunt souls, not kill people. You can do it if you want."
The muscular man stuck out his tongue, licked his lips, and strode towards the direction where the young man disappeared.
Half an hour.
A quarter of an hour.
Two quarters of an hour passed, and the fleshy man who left just now had not returned yet. The other people looked puzzled and slowly walked forward. Not long after, they saw the fleshy man.
His eyes were wide open, and he was lying straight on the ground. There were no wounds on his body, but there was no life left.
Everyone took a breath and said in shock: "Dead, dead?"
A strong man in the Creation Realm died so quietly. There was no trace of a fight here, indicating that he had no chance to make a move before he died.
What kind of cultivation level is required to instantly kill a powerful creature?
Thinking of that ordinary young man, several people shuddered at the same time, and their hearts shuddered.
After finishing off the cultivator who was full of evil spirits and wanted to kill people and seize treasures, Li Mu continued to move forward. There was no day or night in the ghost realm, there was only eternal, white mist, which made people unable to feel the time.
Pass.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, a looming city suddenly appeared in the mist ahead.
At the gate of the city, the two big characters "Fengdu" were illuminated blood-like red by the lanterns.
