Taoist Temple of Time and Space

Chapter 219 221. Daoist Chu Created the First Ghost in the Shrouding World
Facing the scolding and insulting voices, Duan De didn't take it seriously, shook his robe, changed into a magic weapon, cheered up, and fought Chu Feng again. Since he was seen through many times, he didn't cover up again, and the intensity of the battle It has improved a lot, far higher than the young talents present.

In the viewing pavilion, voices of approval came out from time to time, saying that Duan De is a rare cultivation genius in Yan Kingdom and even in the Eastern Desolation, and he has reached this height at a young age.The future is limitless.

Facing the approval, the "young" Duan De beamed with joy, but was accidentally kicked by Chu Feng and fell to the edge of the ring.

Ever since, the scolding started again.

"Let's do it again, this time it's even more fake"

"What is it called Duan Tiande, just call it Duan Wuliang"

"Can you be a little more fake?"

……

Duan De, who got up, was so angry that he almost vomited blood. This time it was a real fall, but no one believed it.

The boy on the opposite side is even more fake than him, why no one scolds him, he is really a heartless god.

Out of anger, Duan De shouted loudly.

"Let me tell you, this kid is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, you must believe me"

"I expect him to be at least a Taoist monk"

After Duan De's words fell, he raised his hand and knocked Chu Feng off the ring, winning the competition.

Needless to say, Duan De once again attracted a lot of scolding, didn't he say that he was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and he was beaten down in a blink of an eye.

"Boy, you wait for me"

Duan De, who was standing on the ring, and Chu Feng, who was walking towards the rest area, made gestures.

Chu Feng turned his head, smiled faintly, and entered the rest area.

Next, there were more than a dozen fights, Chu Feng won more than he lost, and was promoted to second class, second only to super class and first class.

Since it was getting late, today's competition ended, and Chu Feng was arranged to enter a small courtyard with a beautiful environment.

If Chu Feng built a villa on the edge of the barren ancient forbidden land, this small courtyard in the mountains is an ordinary residential building in a third-tier city.

Chu Feng, who has always been very picky about accommodation, did not enter the house, and made a wicker chair, placed it under the big tree in the small courtyard, and lay directly on it, squinting his eyes, looking at the stars in the sky, and wandering away.

After a long time, Chu Feng felt as if he was about to fall asleep after not being so relaxed.

Suddenly, the sound of the system woke Chu Feng up.

"Host, the Shading World is a rare world with high destructive power, and it also has many shortcomings, such as it is difficult to live forever, dead people cannot be resurrected, and there are no real ghosts and beasts. Therefore, this world preaching, we must use these Things open the door in this world to highlight the difference of my way."

"Task [-], create a ghost in the true sense, as a practice"

As the system's voice fell, a black scroll fell down, with a faint yin air on it, just looking at it, the viewer would have a chilling feeling.

Chu Feng untied the thin rope on the top, spread it out, and showed a strange look. He thought it was teaching people how to make ghosts, but he didn't expect it to be an illustration of the eighteen levels of hell. Could it be...

At the core of Xiyue Cave, there is a vast cemetery with dense trees and abundant aura, where various cranes, swans, and small animals move freely.Although it is night, there are still various calls.It makes the night not deserted at all.

In the middle of the night, a wretched fat man in Taoist robes quietly appeared outside the cemetery, stood there for a while, got a jade pendant in his hand, flashed a few times, and the fat man entered the cemetery.

Following a regular route, after walking for a short time, the fat man entered the largest ancient tomb in the cemetery. This fat man was none other than the little fat man who competed with Chu Feng today, Duan De. An act of anger and resentment.

"boom!"

In the ancient tomb, Duan De, who had been in free fall for an unknown amount of time, landed on the ground. It was pitch black, but it did not affect his vision.

After looking around, Duan De frowned, because there are four bare walls, and there is an arch on all four walls, and behind the arch is pitch black, which is a bit gloomy and palpitating!
Other than that, there is nothing else in the tomb.

Observing with spiritual sense, one touch behind all the four arches will alarm the prohibition of the entire sect.

"Hey, it seems that the tomb designed by Yaoguang Holy Land for Xiyue Dongtian is not very good!"

Duan De sat on the spot and slowly cracked it. I have to say that Duan De, who has been walking underground for a long time and doing research work in other people's ancestral graves, is very good. He has mastered many high-end restrictions. It took less than an hour to solve it. Unlocked the restraint of one of the arches.

"boom"

Suddenly, there was a howling sound from the endlessly dark archway, as if thousands of troops were rushing forward!Then the cold air burst out vigorously, and frost formed all over the ground, like silver spread all over the ground.There seemed to be something terrible in the darkness that wanted to choose people and devour them.

"The idea is so memorized, I encountered something ominous"

Duan De frowned, but there was suspicion in his eyes. How could there be something ominous in this unremarkable ancient tomb? According to his years of experience, there might be something terrible inside, which created an unknown creature .

Many years ago, when he was robbing tombs in Zhongzhou, he encountered the three-headed flying god Yasha, who was formed by psychic communication from the corpse, and the reason why the psychic communication was because of the dragon marrow appeared in that ancient tomb.

Dragon marrow is a remarkable thing, it is the ancestral root of the land of Zhongzhou, the divine liquid that has been bred for endless years, a drop is worth 10,000+ catties, and it is better than many ancient medicines in terms of life extension.

Of course, for this kind of thing, raising corpses is also a masterpiece, and it is very normal to produce unknown creatures.

Even if the things in this ancient tomb were not dragon marrow, they might be treasures. Thinking this way, Duan De walked into the arch with a vigilant expression on his face.

While walking, there was faint crying in front of him, making Duan De's scalp tingle. The unknown creature this time could not be something horribly dangerous. As he was walking, Duan De became frightened, and his steps became much slower.

Suddenly, without any warning, a man in white with disheveled hair floated in the air, crying.

Duan De was startled, and threw out a bunch of magic weapons on the spot. Unexpectedly, these magic weapons directly penetrated the man in white and hit the wall.

The man in white with disheveled hair was crying even more bleakly, and the surrounding wind also carried a humming sound, making the gloomy environment even more terrifying.

"There is no entity, it's not a psychic corpse. Could it really be a ghost? Master Dao has been underground for decades, and this time he really encountered the scariest thing in the tomb, a ghost!"

Suddenly, Duan De's back felt cold, and his legs began to feel weak.

(End of this chapter)