Spirit Planter

Yan Jinzhou thought for a moment and asked, "Then do you know where that one is now?"

Yan Ningchen looked at Yan Jinzhou with clear eyes, "It can be found with secret techniques, it's not a problem."

"Since the other party can prevent you from bringing back your soul, their strength should be good. Find a few helpers to go with you."

"Ah."

Yan Jinzhou told Patriarch Cheng about finding helpers, and Patriarch Cheng found ten Nascent Soul Daoist cultivators within an hour after he asked for help.

After gathering in Liangcheng, under the leadership of Yan Jinzhou, they set off.

……

Dark Cloud Mountains.

This mountain range is vast and boundless, and there are countless very lush spiritual trees growing here.

The canopies between the spiritual trees are tightly attached to each other, and the sunlight cannot come in, so this mountain range is shrouded in darkness all year round.

The darkness nourishes countless resentful spirits and fierce ghosts, so this mountain range is also a paradise for all kinds of ghost cultivators.

There is another way of cultivation in the upper reaches of the comprehension world, monks can kill ghosts to obtain ghost crystals from ghosts, and ghosts can also kill monks to increase their cultivation by devouring monks.

The killing of each other is very cruel.

Yan Ningchen had a yang gourd. At this time, everyone stood on the yang gourd and entered the Dark Cloud Mountain Range.

Some ghosts with low cultivation levels automatically retreated, which saved a lot of trouble.

A gray butterfly was flying in front of Yang Gourd, which was condensed with Young Master Cheng's soul energy. Follow the gray butterfly to find the soul that Young Master Cheng lost.

After entering the Dark Cloud Mountain Range, Yan Jinzhou felt a gloomy air, and even the temperature dropped a lot. There was no frost, but there was a bone-chilling chill.

As he went deeper into the mountains, he sensed a crisis.

Although the ghosts were driven away by the yang energy of the yang gourd and hid temporarily, they did not disappear. They hid in the dark and watched everyone, so Yan Jinzhou felt inexplicable eyes looking at him.

In front of it, a black rope was made into a hanging shape, slowly protruding from the dense branches and leaves, moving little by little, without attracting anyone's attention.

Yang gourd flies under the tree...

"Ahhhh!" A scream sounded.

The person standing at the end of the yang gourd was strangled by the neck rope and lifted up the branch.

Yan Ningchen threw a magic talisman, knocking back the hanging rope, and the man landed on the Yang gourd again.

Immediately afterwards, layers of hanging ropes appeared on the branches, and the hanging ropes kept circling around the necks of several people with the meaning of death.

Yan Jinzhou released the breath of heaven and man to intimidate him, but no hangman dared to circle his neck, but everyone else on Yang Gourd was attacked, including Yan Ningchen.

Yan Ningchen sacrificed the soul ruler and the magic talisman, and cooperated with repelling the hanging rope.

Yan Jinzhou didn't help, this was a rare experience for Yan Ningchen, unless he was on the verge of life or death, he wasn't going to help.

The ten Nascent Soul monks were now prepared and cooperated with each other. Although the fight was very fierce, it did not endanger their lives.

There are too many ghosts in this mountain range, not only hanging ghosts, but also dream ghosts, water ghosts, fire ghosts and so on.

In the mountains, whoever finds the prey first will own it, and other ghosts cannot snatch it, otherwise others will snatch it from you next time, so now only the hanged ghosts are dealing with several people one after another, and the other ghosts are watching. They will only take action when the hanged ghosts are defeated, and whoever grabs it will be theirs.

Yan Jinzhou released his consciousness, looked around, and suddenly felt his scalp tingling. No matter how high their cultivation base was, they couldn't withstand the consumption of a large number, so they had to find a way.

"Whoever helps, we will refine ten Nascent Soul Medicines for them!"

Soul medicine is equivalent to a panacea, which can assist ghosts in their cultivation. With the help of high-level soul medicines, ghosts' cultivation can improve by leaps and bounds.

After Yan Jinzhou's words were released, the entire mountain range became silent, and even the hanged ghosts stopped attacking.

A voice came from far away, "Is what you said true?"

"It's true, it's just that we don't have it now, but we can refine it right away."

After Yan Ningchen chose to practice Taoism, the Dao technique that Yan Zhao gave Yan Ningchen to practice is an out-of-print Taoism technique in the entire cultivation world. One of the secret methods is the soul-refining medicine to raise ghost servants. Except for him, the entire cultivation world may only have the ability to create Only descendants or apprentices of this exercise can refine soul medicine.

But you have never seen the good things, but you know them.

Just like ordinary people, although they have never seen the first sect in the cultivation world, they all know that the first sect exists.

As the wind blew, a black shadow appeared in front of Yan Jinzhou, slowly taking human form.

This is a vampire, wearing dark red clothes, with a bloodthirsty and evil look on his face, but his appearance is still similar to that of a human being, he is a young man.

The difference between ghost cultivators and human cultivators is that human cultivators have souls, while ghost cultivators have no souls. They don't have soul energy and can see the sun, but it will consume their cultivation base.

The young man looked at Yan Jinzhou, a celestial cultivator, and showed a respectful attitude. No matter whether he was a human cultivator or a ghost cultivator, he respected those with high cultivation, "You said that just now?"

Yan Jinzhou looked at the young man and said, "Yes."

The young man raised his voice, "It's all gone."

His words were quite effective, and all the ghosts disappeared immediately, even the ghost shadows were hidden.

His eyes fell on Yan Jinzhou again, "The King of Ghosts is here to invite you."

Yan Jinzhou was full of surprises. He didn't expect the ghost king to be alarmed by the ten Nascent Soul Medicines. He said calmly, "Lead the way."

The young man nodded, turned around and flew in the direction he came from.

Yan Jinzhou asked Yan Ningchen to control Yang Gourd to follow. The ten Yuanying Daoxiu looked at Yan Jinzhou with admiration, but they didn't expect that the pharmacist could refine soul medicine.

Refining soul medicine is something that every Taoist cultivator wants to do but can't do. Now that they are so close at hand, they themselves are too greedy.

When he came, Yan Jinzhou had already asked Yan Zhao about the situation in the Dark Cloud Mountain Range.

This mountain range is too big, so it is divided into four parts, east, west, north, south, and there is a ghost king in each direction. Yan Jinzhou and the others entered the mountain range from the east, and they are going to meet the East Ghost King at this time.

The East Ghost King is a miser. The stinginess here does not mean stinginess, but the death of the ghost king is stinginess.

...What is the cause of death, what is the ghost after death.

The young man's name is Dark Wood, and he is the right arm of the East Ghost King. "What are you doing in the Dark Cloud Mountain Range?"

Yan Jinzhou said bluntly, "Look for a strand of soul." Judging from the current situation, that strand of soul can be retrieved through the hands of the Eastern Ghost King, so there is nothing to shy away from.

Anmu looked back at Yan Jinzhou, "You really know how to joke. Generally, when monks are caught, they are swallowed up with their souls. One thread? I'm afraid it doesn't exist anymore."

Yan Jinzhou didn't explain too much, just said, "It's still there."

Darkwood didn't care about this at all, he asked again, "Which of you can refine soul medicine?"

Yan Jinzhou's voice was calm, "I'll talk about it later."

Anmu didn't ask any more questions, but said, "If you are fooling us, even if you are a celestial being, you will never leave the Dark Cloud Forest."

Yan Jinzhou said calmly, "It's useless to threaten me, but I always do what I say."

Anmu smiled, "It's so good."

Yan Ningchen said suddenly, "Do you, ghost king, keep your promise?"

Anmu's face was indescribable, and he replied, "Our ghost king, as long as you don't let him take out the things in his pocket, everything else is easy to talk about."

Yan Ningchen stopped talking.

……

On the mountain wall, there are densely packed caves that look like beehives, and the top one belongs to the East Ghost King.

In front of the mountain wall was a meadow. At this moment, Yan Jinzhou and the others were standing on that meadow.

Anmu bowed his head to Yan Jinzhou, "Wait here for a while, I will report."

Yan Jinzhou glanced at Anmu, "Please go ahead."

The dark wood turned into a black shadow and flew towards the topmost cave.

Yan Jinzhou looked at those caves and was speechless. Are these ghosts planning to be primitive people?

Yan Ningchen was a little worried, "Father, can we get out safely?"

Yan Jinzhou said in a gentle voice, "Trust me, I will take you out safely."

Yan Ningchen nodded, "Yes."

When the ten people nearby heard Yan Jinzhou's words, they felt at ease. They are now deep into the hinterland of the Dark Cloud Mountain Range. If they are not sure, they will definitely not be able to get out.

Ten Nascent Soul Medicines spread across the Dark Cloud Mountain Range at an earthquake-level propagation speed.

After the other three ghost kings heard about it, they flew directly to the territory of the East Ghost King. How could the East Ghost King occupy such a great event by himself.

Darkwood flew back quickly, "Follow me."

The Donggui King's cave is completely different from the luxury and luxury that Yan Jinzhou imagined. This cave is very simple, except for an old table and four old futons.

Dong Gui Wang is a thin old man, about five or sixty years old, with gray hair and no beard.

After Yan Jinzhou and the others came in, he raised his head and looked at Yan Jinzhou, his eyes fixed on Yan Jinzhou, "Do you know how to refine soul medicine?"

Yan Jinzhou said, "It's not me, but the soul medicine can definitely be refined."

Dong Guiwang doesn't care who refines the soul medicine, as long as it is refined, "Okay, then you practice it immediately."

Yan Jinzhou already knew the value of the soul medicine to these ghosts, so let alone talk about the conditions at this time, "Before refining, I hope the ghost king can help me find a wisp of remnant soul."

The Eastern Ghost King was dissatisfied, and the ghost energy was immediately released. The ghost pressure was heavy, making it difficult to breathe, "You didn't say that before."

With a wave of Yan Jinzhou's arm, he dispelled the pressure of the ghost, and said, "I'll add one, eleven." These are all blamed on Patriarch Cheng.

The East Ghost King let go, "Whose remnant soul?"

Yan Jinzhou signaled to Yan Ningchen, and Yan Ningchen released the gray butterfly, "This is the soul energy of that person, whoever this gray butterfly lands on is the remnant soul we are looking for."

The East Ghost King told Anmu, "Go and find it for him."

"Yes, Ghost King." Dark Wood hugged Gray Butterfly with his sleeve, and then flew away.

As soon as Anmu left, the other three ghost kings flew into the cave one after the other.

Painted Skin Ghost smiled and said, "Stingy brother, why don't you let me know if you have something good?"

The miser immediately frowned, "Hmph, I'm here without notifying you." The miser is afraid that others will share his things!

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