The Transmigrator’s Cultivation

Xuanyuan had the upper hand, and he almost beat Na Xuanheng.

Xuan Heng struggled to support, but in terms of will, he was obviously far inferior to Xuanyuan.

This is also because of jealousy, all the thoughts in my heart are how to use ghosts and ghosts to pull the opponent down, and the strength used for strength is small, the heaven is supreme, if you don't advance, you will retreat. If you say that he is only a little bit different from Xuanyuan, Now, there is a difference of one inch. If it continues like this, not only will Xuanyuan become Xuan Heng's heart demon, but the gap between the two will become larger and larger, and it will eventually become impossible to see clearly.

Xuanyuan was very calm and fierce.

In the past, as a prince of a country, he had already experienced hundreds of battles in the plains. Later, in the calamity of heaven and earth, it was not only a hundred and a thousand battles, but it was not a bad idea.

His will, his aura, and his state of mind have already been tempered.

It's not like this Xuan Heng can be compared at all...

In the end, Xuanyuan's eyes became golden, and an imperial dragon almost appeared behind him, soaring into the sky, circling around the sky.

He punched violently—

"Imperial Dragon Breaks the Sky!"

A golden-colored imperial dragon rushed out, piercing straight through Xuan Heng's body!

This is a powerful force, it is not magical power, so Xuan Heng's body is not injured, but his mind is almost collapsed by the impact at this moment!

Xuan Heng flew out and fell on the Dragon Fighting Platform. In a short time, he might not be able to stand up.

Xuanyuan restrained his breath and looked like a lazy young man again.

He jumped off the Dragon Fighting Platform and joined the two brothers who were already standing on the ground.

Xuanyuan smiled and said, "Let's go!"

Xu Ziqing also smiled: "Fellow Daoist Xuan, please."

This time, the three of them walked outside Xuancheng, and no one came to stop them.

Chapter 696: Jiuyou Huáng Spring City

The Jiuyou Ghost Domain is near the Jiuyou Huáng Spring City, and the Jiuyou Huáng Spring City - to be precise, the Jiuyou Huáng Spring Water, can also be said to be a Jedi in the Tianfeng Great World.

These nine secluded springs do not know the source or the end, and they only traverse a vast land, but the water vapor escaping from the springs permeates all the year round, and gradually cultivates many spring flowers, spring grasses, and even some other more precious ones in the vicinity. The treasures of heaven and earth, these things are very beneficial to ghost cultivators, and they are also a kind of magic weapon for refining magic. Useful things for magic and immortal magic.

Because these treasures are precious and not too difficult to obtain, they have attracted many monks to come here to hunt for treasures, and as a result, many jiāoyi and the like have developed. It evolved over the years and became a city named after that water flow.

And below the Jiuyou Huáng Spring is the Jiu Ming Ghost Domain.

There are ghosts and gods crying at night in Jiu Ming Ghost Realm, but after crying at night, a round of exotic treasures matures.

Xu Ziqing and Yun Lie, led by Xuanyuan, came to Jiuyou Huáng Spring City. Unfortunately, at this time, the ghosts and gods were crying at night.

Therefore, when they just arrived here, they couldn't help but feel a little heavy.

Inside the Jiuyou Huáng Spring City, countless cries came out like weeping and complaining. Although they were not very loud, they were very penetrating, as if they were ringing in the ears.

If the cultivator has not yet condensed the primordial spirit, just listening to it a little, I am afraid that the soul will be shaken.

Xu Ziqing saw that there were many Nascent Soul cultivators in front of them, all pouring into the city.

The world of Tianfeng is so vast, and I don't know how many outstanding monks have been born. At this time, maybe not every monk needs the precious treasures, but those who take advantage of the opportunity to get the treasures can exchange them for other resources.

——Although ghosts and gods crying at night will be a little more dangerous than usual, but this danger is compared with opportunity, but anyone with a brave heart will choose the opportunity.

This kind of opportunity, if it is in the past, Xu Ziqing is willing to visit with his senior brother, and whether or not to snatch the rare treasure, just this kind of vision is already worth watching.

But now it is time to find unicorn scales, and there are so many monks coming, this situation is not very good.

The more people there are, the more inconvenient it is to do things.

When Xuanyuan saw such a scene, he explained the vision of ghosts and gods crying at night to the two brothers and sisters. He just felt a little pity: "Ghosts and gods crying at night are actually formed by the rising water of Jiuyou Huáng Spring. Every time, the water level of Huáng Spring will be raised by one point. And in a short period of time, it absorbs a lot of spring water, and then transforms into a strange treasure. But it is also because the spring water rises, and all the ghost cultivators in the Nine Underworld Ghost Realm below seem to be aware of this strange power and will suffer some kind of pain. , can't help crying... and the more they howl, the stronger the resentment. Not only will the original evil spirits increase their strength due to pain, but even the usual docile ghosts will become bào If you get impatient, the mind of the ghost repair will be a little chaotic."

It is conceivable that even the ghost cultivators in the Jiu Ming Ghost Domain will be like this. How can the very powerful ghost unicorns be so mad?

If you go in at this time, the difficulty will be at least several times as much as usual, which is really not worth it.

After hearing this, Xu Ziqing frowned, "Fellow Daoist Xuan, how many days will this ghost cry at night?"

Xuanyuan said: "It's only one day, but there are three or four days after that, I'm afraid it won't be a good idea."

Xu Ziqing pondered slightly:

"In this case, it will be delayed for several days."

Xuanyuan also nodded: "Not bad."

But this matter is not within the reach of manpower. The ghosts and gods cry irregularly at night. The people in Jiuyou Huáng Spring City only knew when the first cry was heard. After two more days, it was the real night cry. And during this period of time, enough monks have come, and this is the situation.

The three had no choice but to go to the city first.

There are monks who live in Jiuyou Huáng Spring City. If a mortal person does not have spiritual energy around them, they will easily be eroded by the water of the Huáng Spring, and their lifespan will not be long. Will be damaged by moisture.

This is also the strangeness of the huáng spring.

Xu Ziqing saw that many people in Huáng Spring City were pale and their breath was a little cold. This might be because they wanted to be close to the ghost realm all the year round.

And after arriving in the city, the sunlight that could be seen outside was gone.

The entire city was shrouded in a misty and rain-like scenery. It should have felt beautiful, but when the drizzle fell on the body, it immediately felt chilly, piercing the body, and had to use spiritual power and true essence. Only by running the whole body can it be eliminated and dissolved.

Xuanyuan didn't seem to be unfamiliar with this place, and he brought the two brothers into an inn.

The price of this inn is extremely expensive, and it is often necessary to have high-grade spirit stones to live in it. In the entire city, there are only three or two inns in total, and they are all so expensive.

Around the inn, there are also some sheds, one next to the other, and there are many monks sitting cross-legged in meditation, which seems to be a little downcast.

Xu Ziqing was quite surprised.

Xuanyuan handed the three high-grade spirit stones to the shopkeeper, and said, "Don't be surprised, Fellow Daoist Xu, just feel a little bit."

Xu Ziqing acted according to his words, and soon, he realized that in this inn, not only did he not feel as cold as when he was outside, but there was a trace of warmth that came from the soles of his feet, making all the chills disappear. Eliminated, and there is no need to suppress it at all.

Xuanyuan said with a smile: "This place is expensive because a vein of spiritual fire has been moved below the inn, which is covering the entire inn. Those who live in the inn will no longer have the worries of the people in the city. It is also slightly better than others.”

The monk who built the shed outside was unwilling to pay high-grade spirit stones to live in this inn, so it would be good to have a little anger around the inn - you only need to pay some middle-grade spirit stones.

Xu Ziqing is clear.

No wonder, how valuable is the vein of spirit fire, it is really very luxurious to be placed under the inn, and it is not an exaggeration to pay a high-grade spirit stone for housing.

When the three of them spoke, they had already entered the room.

Xuanyuan lived alone in a small room, while Xu Ziqing and Yun Lie shared a slightly larger room.

——Here is counted by head, not by room.

It is said to be a slightly larger room. After entering, there is only a large stone room and a stone table. It is extremely simple. It seems that only a tile is left to cover the head, not to mention fresh and elegant, even comfortable Two words, it is impossible to talk about.

Xu Ziqing frowned slightly.

Yun Lie looked cold and said, "Just meditate."

Xu Ziqing smiled: "Yes, Senior Brother."

Although monks don't need to sleep, but they have to close their eyes and rest their minds. It is also comfortable to lie on their backs.

But today... well, just as my senior brother said, meditating here is not necessarily an interesting thing.

The night passed, and the two brothers and sisters didn't talk much.

The cries of ghosts outside were endless, but when it reached the inn, it was weakened by as much as 90%, and it was no longer disturbing them.

This inn not only felt warm, but even the cries of ghosts were blocked.

It's really worth it.

The next day, Xuanyuan found him.

Xu Ziqing opened the door, and the man walked in.

Xuanyuan said: "Daoyou Xu, Daoyou Yun, the cries of ghosts are a little weaker in the daytime. Many monks have already approached the Jiuyou Huáng Spring to look for treasures. Although I can't wait to enter the ghost realm immediately, I might as well stay near the Huáng Spring. Take a look and do some preparations."

Xu Ziqing has no objection.

Yun Li also got up.

The three of them soon went to the vicinity of the Nine Underworld Ghost Territory.

The more you go there, the more cold you feel.

About half an hour later, Xu Ziqing saw a river rushing by in front of him. The water in it was huáng color. This huáng was not bright, not brown, or light, but he couldn't tell what it was. The color and lustre of the water can only be seen at a glance. The water waves are vast and misty, and the water mist is churning. It seems to be water, and it seems to be empty, and it is constantly flowing upwards.

Yes, the Jiuyou Huáng spring water does not flow downward, but upstream, but it is endless, as if it will never end or dry up.

On both sides of the waterfront, there are extremely beautiful huáng spring flowers in full bloom. They are only about an inch long. The petals are complex, but they are only the size of a finger. At first glance, they actually look like human faces. Making many sad and sad expressions, when trembling in the wind, the ghost cry that originally came from the ghost realm seems to be coming from them.