Chapter 179 [Capital]

Even on the eighteenth floor of the underworld, time still maintains its usual characteristics. Unintentionally, the two-day situation sneaked away.

Over the past two days, Liu Zhuo has visited the entire Yanluo City and has a comprehensive understanding of this number one ghost city in the underworld. This city that has bleached yin energy all day is extremely unsuitable for human cultivators. It is difficult to gather pure weather spiritual energy here. For many ghosts, Yanluo City is an excellent place to practice.

What surprised Liu Zhuo was that although he could not use the "Longyuan Gong" to refine the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the "Yin and Yang Fish" hidden in the qi sea of ​​dantian would involuntarily absorb the yin energy outside his body. Obviously, it is also good to practice "Yin and Yang Technique" here.

After waiting in Guiyin Tower for two days, the sect leader of [Rentu Sect] finally arrived. In the secret room behind the market, Zilan introduced the sect leader.

"I Nangong Wentian, it is a rare fate that three compatriots can meet in this eighteenth floor of the underworld." An old voice laughed and said, "The leader of Rentu Sect is an old man wearing a white Confucian shirt, with white hair and a very high forehead and a pointed chin."

Although his face was full of oldness, the red light on his face and the slightest spiritual breath that was constantly overflowing from his body, this person's cultivation level had also reached a very terrifying situation.

Zilan had already explained Liu Zhuo's purpose, so Liu Zhuo exchanged greetings and asked directly: "According to Miss Zilan, the seniors received a master of the abbot in our Daluo Temple. I just wanted to ask, where is this master of the master now?"

Nangong Wentian raised his white eyebrows and asked in a deep voice: "What are you talking about? Master Huiyin? Master Nianci did come to find me that day."

Liu Zhuo, Nian Ci, and Wanhu all changed their expressions. Originally, the three of them thought they were some abbot of the Kandan stage put into the Yin-Yang Glass, but they never thought that Huiyin, who was the host of Daluo Temple, would also come to the Yin Realm.

"Where is Master Huiyin now?" Nian Ci suddenly asked, although she was surprised, a peaceful mood still lingered around her.

As the leader of the first sect and the advanced cultivation level of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, Nangong Wentian could naturally see the horror of the female monk with hair in front of him.

His tone was reverent and said: "Master Huiyin came to find me that day to discuss the killing of King Yama. However, I have lived in the underworld for more than a thousand years and knew the horror of King Yama, so I could not agree to Master Huiyin's joint request. After that, Master Huiyin left alone. According to what he said, he wanted to use one blow to deal with King Yama. However, there has been no movement in the Hall of Yama these days."

(Since Master Huiyin came here in person, it is not surprising that he could easily pass through the magic array of Yasha City. However, based on Master Huiyin's cultivation level in the Yuanying stage, why was it even installed by Yin and Yang Taoist?)

Liu Zhuo thought to himself and asked, "Senior Nangong should know that we all fell into the underworld accidentally. Legend has it that only the [Hell King Flying Sword] in the hands of King Yama can cut through the life and death barrier between the yin and yang realms. I wonder if Senior has dealt with King Yama, can he ask the King of Yama to use magic weapons to send us out of the underworld?"

Nangong Wentian smiled bitterly before saying, "Little brother, humans and ghosts are different. As the lord of all ghosts, King Yama hated us humans very much. If you want him to help, it would be better to kill and rob the [Hell Flying Sword]."

Liu Zhuo's eyes flashed and he asked in a deep voice: "Senior, do you know, what is the cultivation level of King Yama?"

Nangong Wentian looked solemn and said, "The King of Hell was the Great Perfect Realm of the Nascent Soul Stage, a thousand years ago. In a thousand years, if he had reached the threshold of transformation of gods by virtue of the creation of heaven and earth, it might not be impossible for me to pass the threshold of transformation of gods. What's more, the magic weapon [The King of Hell Flying Sword] in his hand has been refined for thousands of years. Its power is really great to the realm of opening up the world. A simple Nascent Soul Stage monk is nothing in his eyes."

"Transforming God?" Liu Zhuo was secretly shocked. Judging from the huge differences between each level of the cultivators, if King Yama was really the most powerful person who entered the realm of the transformation God, then he was afraid that even ten cultivators at the Great Perfection Realm of the Nascent Soul Stage would not be opponents.

Nian Ci said softly with a serious face: "In the immortal cultivation world, no powerful man who transforms the gods has appeared in the tens of thousands of years. How many cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage Great Perfection Realm have fallen before this threshold, and King Yama may not be able to succeed. Brother Liu, it is urgent that we should find Uncle Huiyin. As long as King Yama is still stuck in the Great Perfection Realm of the Nascent Soul stage Great Perfection Realm, no matter how extreme his cultivation is, it is not impossible to surpass him with Uncle Huiyin's cultivation and his sister's actions."

Liu Zhuo's heart moved and he pondered: "Sister Shiyin is saying, "You dare to ask Senior Nangong, do you have a way to find where Uncle Huiyin is?"

Nangong Wentian shook his head slightly and said, "This underworld is not as good as the living. Even if you go out to search, you have to cover it up. In addition, there are few people, it will be of no use."

Liu Zhuo was a little disappointed and nodded, "Since that's the case, the three of us will go around Yanluo City to inquire and make a decision."

Nangong Wentian hesitated for a moment and suddenly said, "Three, if you find Master Huiyin, as long as the King of Yama is indeed unable to enter the realm of transformation of the gods, I am willing to help you."

Liu Zhuo nodded slightly to show his understanding.

As the sect leader of the [Ren Tu Sect], if Nangong Wentian can destroy the lord of the Yin Realm, the power of human beings in the underworld may be greatly developed and can also help humans get rid of the fate of being treated as food by ghosts.

"If you have any eyebrows, you will definitely notify your senior as soon as possible." Liu Zhuo said solemnly, then bowed his hand and left Guiyin Tower with Nianci and Wanhu.

After wandering around Yan Luo City, the three of them disguised themselves as ghosts, constantly asking around for Huiyin's traces.

Looking at the Hall of Hell, which was emitting strong yin energy in the distance, and looking at the Buddha light that had not dissipated in the sky for a long time, Liu Zhuo sighed and analyzed: "I believe that Uncle Huiyin should not be within a radius of thousands of miles, otherwise he would have seen the Buddha light long ago and responded to us."

Liu Zhuo said this very slowly, and he looked solemn, but in fact another bad idea appeared in his mind.

Perhaps Hui was destroyed because his uncle rashly went to kill King Yama, and now he has been destroyed both body and spirit.

Nian Ci said: "Go to other cities in the underworld to see. Uncle Huiyin left Yan Luo City, and should be looking for a way to kill Yan Luo King, or join forces with other high-level human cultivators."

Monk Wanhu also felt that it was not good and said angrily: "That's right, that's right. Uncle Huiyin has a high level of cultivation. Even if he can't compare with that of the King of Yama, he may not lose his life."

Liu Zhuo nodded and said, "Since that's the case, how can we act separately? There are four ghost cities on the 18th floor of the underworld. Each of us is responsible for going to a ghost city to find out the situation. Whether we can find Uncle Huiyin, we will meet in the ghost building in a month."

Nian Ci nodded slightly and said, "That's all, you two should not be careful."

Monk Wanhu replied: "No problem. With our cultivation level, as long as we don't show our strength, ordinary ghosts cannot be our opponent."

When Liu Zhuo heard this, he smiled and said, "There will be a period of time in the future, so let's separate!"

The red lips of the green mask raised slightly, and Nianci's nice voice came: "Don't go, I hope everything goes well in this trip."

After the three of them finished speaking, they turned to different directions and disappeared on the streets where ghosts were roaming.

The direction Liu Zhuo chose was north of Yanluo City. There was a "Corpse Ghost City" ten thousand miles north. As the name suggests, this ghost city was controlled by a ghost corpse in the Great Perfect Realm of the Killing Dan Period.

After leaving Yan Luo City, Liu Zhuo slowly drove up a dark cloud and flew towards the north at a speed that was neither too fast nor too slow.

Along the way, on the black land with strong yin energy, you can always see villages composed of some low-level ghosts. When you see a larger ghost village, Liu Zhuo will land cautiously, find nearby ghosts to inquire before continuing to rush.

After three days, Liu Zhuo found nothing along the way, and he arrived at the "Ghost Corpse City" safely.

The walls of Ghost Corpse City are extremely high and are piled up by green wall bricks. The entire city looks angular and the black moss is covered with black moss, indicating the long history of this Ghost City, and an invisible evil aura soars into the sky from the city.

Obviously, this is a ghost town shrouded in killing.

There was also a ghost soldier in front of the city gate. Liu Zhuo gave some benefits and went in easily.

Compared to the prosperity of Yanluo City, the Ghost Corpse City is very deserted. Many shops on both sides of the streets are closed. Even if the restaurants and shops are doing business, there are not many customers inside. The ghosts in the store are all full of energy, looking like they are uninspired.

Liu Zhuo walked into a tavern. As before, he only called tea and gave Gui Xiaoer a piece of spirit stone as a reward. He asked about all the strange things that Houer had seen these days.

However, Liu Zhuo was very disappointed by the waiter's answer, and Huiyin's whereabouts were still clueless.

(Maybe it was because Master Huiyin didn't come to this ghost town.)

Liu Zhuo thought to himself that after leaving the tavern, he spent two days calmly, and circled around the Ghost Corpse City. Although he asked about many ghosts, he still found nothing.

Along the way, before he knew it, Liu Zhuo had arrived at the center of this huge ghost town. A semicircular and extremely huge building attracted his attention.

"Ahhhh!"

"Help……!

"ah……."

The screams of miserable sounds like ghosts crying and wolf howling came from the distance in a very terrifying way.

Liu Zhuo was surprised and looked at the building in the distance with a ghost soldier.

After a while, there were carriages driven by some low-level ghosts and walked swaying towards the city lord's mansion.

Liu Zhuo was surprised and couldn't help but move his spiritual sense forward and look inside, but was surprised to find that his spiritual sense was completely blocked by a thin layer of shield that was almost impossible to see with his naked eyes.

"This ghost master, are you interested in the cabbage?" A sharp voice came from behind.

Liu Zhuo had already discovered this person. What surprised him was that this was another real human being. In the ghostly city, a mortal with no cultivation level was ordinary.

Liu Zhuo asked coldly: "What does it mean?"

"Xiao Cheng Xiaoqiang, the Ghost Master has been watching this slaughterhouse for so long. Isn't it just that he wants to find those coachmen and buy some human flesh to try it out? However, this batch of human flesh has been kept in it for a total of fifteen years and has been booked by the Ghost Corpse King. You may not have hope of getting it."

Liu Zhuo was secretly shocked. With his cleverness, he could understand it at first sight. The huge building in front of him was a slaughterhouse specially used for humans to slaughter and eat when they became adults. They treated people like animals. Only in places like the underworld could it happen.

Liu Zhuo was secretly angry and looked at the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks and said, "So, what are you going to do?"

Zhao Xiaoqiang laughed and said, "There are just a few people in Xiao's hands that want to take off. If the ghost is interested, it's better to go and take a look."

It is not scary to be a ghost and eat people. What is scary is that people who forget their roots like Chong Xiaoqiang actually betray their kind to gain benefits.

Liu Zhuo asked slowly: "I do want to eat people, but Isn't there one in front of me? Why bother with great trouble?"

The face of Zhao Xiaoqiang changed, and the face of the pointed-mouthed monkey cheeks was filled with smirks. He took out a black sign from his cuff, and the three big words "Ghost Corpse King" were engraved on the face and said, "Ghost Master, don't do it first. The little one has the permission of Lord Ghost Corpse King, and is doing business in the city. If the little one owns this brand, the ghost master should put the little one on his horse."

Liu Zhuo sneered in his heart, but said in extreme indifference on the surface: "Okay, just take me to see the goods first."

In fact, Liu Zhuo had already made up his attention. He looked at the sharp face of Zhao Xiaoqiang and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, and an ugly smile appeared on the mask of ghost face.

Under the leadership of Chong Xiaoqiang, Liu Zhuo was taken to a black dense forest outside the city.

Because the plants and trees in the underworld are grown by the yin energy for a long time, they are almost all black and black, causing people to feel depressed visual touch.

Deep in the black forest, there is a courtyard of fifty feet in radius. The fence of the courtyard is extremely high and it is very sturdy. It is a huge black wooden house. Around the fence, there are several three-headed dogs the size of a calf.

These three-headed dogs are naturally not considered monsters, but they are much more cruel than ordinary wild animals. They are extremely powerful. Although they are cruel, they are extremely loyal to their owners. Obviously, these three-headed dogs are kept in captivity with small-pied and strong.

And in this sturdy courtyard, it is naturally the object of captivity - real humans.

"Ghost Master, I'm here, let's see the product first." Zhao Xiaoqiang said with a bowed groan, but his eyes were full of bright light.

Through the gap between the fences, Liu Zhuo could see more than ten white bodies, most of whom were women, young women. These women who were only young for ten years were naked, with long hair shawls, and the two soft things on their chests, as well as the reproductive organs in the "black grass" below, were exposed to the humid air in the courtyard.

There were thirteen mortals in total, each with dull eyes, as if he had lost his soul, and there seemed to be no trace of vitality in his body, which was clearly full of vitality.

"Where did you get these people?" Liu Zhuo asked coldly.
Chapter completed!