out of time

Chapter 249
There are many forbidden areas in Nanhuangzhou, but there is only one forbidden area.

That is Huang Jin.

Its area is so large that it occupies most of the area of ​​Nanhuangzhou. If it is not blocked by a mountain of truth, plus some special reasons, the area of ​​Huangjin may be even larger.

But even so, in recent years, the scope of the Phoenix Taboo is still expanding, and even some areas have been filled with the truth mountain.

If things go on like this, the entire Southern Huangzhou will become a phoenix ban in thousands of years.

The difference between the restricted area and the forbidden area is the ethnic group.

Most of the restricted areas are ferocious beasts and strange, or mysterious relics and seals, but there are no ethnic groups like the Wanzu. Only the forbidden area has the ability to produce ethnic groups with intelligence.

For example, the corpse forbidden place on the Forbidden Sea.

The Sea Corpse Clan was born because of this, and its position is only on the edge of the Zombie Forbidden City, so there are also similar clans in the Phoenix Forbidden City.

It's just that Yanhuang is friendly to the human race, so the clan born in the Phoenix Forbidden is not allowed to go out, so all parties live in peace, and do not disturb each other, and there are not many contacts.

This is the case even when some human forces enter the Phoenix Taboo occasionally. Whether it is to obtain resources or hunt fierce beasts, they avoid the spiritual and intelligent groups in the Phoenix Taboo.

However, there are also some Huangjin tribes who like to trade some resources with the human race.

Such as ghost workshop.

Ghost Workshop, as the name suggests, is the workshop of ghosts and ghosts, the place of the market.

This is not a unique ethnic group in Huangjin. In fact, there are similar clans in many forbidden areas. They often look like a city, but the inside is strange and strange, and all existences are weird.

The items sold are often materials that are rarely seen in the human race, and they are mainly evil.

When Xu Qing entered the Phoenix Taboo this time, his first goal was the ghost workshop.

"Ghost workshops are ethereal and impermanent in the Phoenix Restriction, and there is no fixed place, but it is not luck to enter..." In the middle of the night at this moment, Xu Qing's figure in the Phoenix Restriction was like a ghost, galloping forward.

Sometimes he jumped up, sometimes changed direction instantly, sometimes flew to the crown of the tree, observed the surroundings closely, and sometimes took powder from his pocket and scattered it around.

If there was a cultivator from the first peak who witnessed Xu Qing's actions, he would be very surprised, because all of Xu Qing's actions were skillful and correct.

The jump is due to the hidden crawling beasts on the ground, the sudden change of direction is due to the existence of similar spider webs and hunters in front, and the purpose of flying to the crown of the tree is to better observe the direction and not get lost in the jungle.

The reason why you don't fly into the air is because there is no cover in the sky in the restricted area, and you never know where the danger will suddenly appear from.

Even though Xu Qing's combat power is extraordinary now, he still has awe of the restricted area.

This kind of awe has been integrated into his blood, and as long as the blood is still flowing, it will not disappear.

"No matter which restricted area, meaningless killings are not advisable. The smell of blood will always be one of the factors that attract powerful beasts." Xu Qing narrowed his eyes, and suddenly stretched out his right hand to grab a flying out of the mud beside him. Strange bug.

This worm is slender, about three inches long, and looks like a fish, but its tail has sharp thorns. When it rushed out, it flew backwards, using the thorns as a weapon, trying to pierce Xu Qing's neck.

"The stickleback." Xu Qing crushed the fish's head and threw the body into the storage bag.

Meaningless killing is not advisable, but killing for harvesting resources is okay.

The spines of this stickleback fish contain a kind of poison, which can pose a huge threat to the monks who did not fire at the foundation.

Although this is the first time for Xu Qing to come to the Phoenix Forbidden City, Xu Qing is very familiar with both the restricted area and the grass and trees. A lot of information.

"When the first people first discovered the ghost workshop, they could only rely on luck to enter. After years of transactions between the two parties, the ghost workshop began to send out something called a ghost flute."

"At the third quarter of the hour, in the open space of Huangjin, use three trees to form a triangular pattern, light three candles and place them in three directions, and play the ghost flute on yourself in the center, and a ghost workshop will appear in front of you."

Xu Qing murmured in his heart, this is the most correct method he found out after seeing too much information and comparing them, and he also bought the ghost flute in the sect.

While galloping at this moment, Xu Qing looked up at the sky, then landed on a big tree and looked around.

"This place is quite suitable."

With a wave of Xu Qing's right hand, the black iron stick flew out in an instant, sweeping across the surroundings, followed by streaks of black lightning, and three big trees were cut off from the ground.

Amidst the roar, three trees fell to the ground.

The tree where Xu Qing was located was one of them. At this moment, as the three trees hit the ground, Xu Qing's body floated, lowered his head and waved his hands, and the orientation of the three big trees on the ground changed, forming a triangle.

The black iron sign came over, and the ancestor of the Vajra Sect inside looked around vigilantly, as if loyally protecting the Lord.

Xu Qing tidied up and stood down among the three trees. He took out three white candles and placed them on the trees. Then he raised his right hand, and in his hand was a flute made of bones.

Holding the flute, Xu Qing looked up at the sky, waiting for the time.

Not long after, the midnight arrived.

Without any hesitation, Xu Qing picked up the ghost flute and put it to his mouth, and blew it lightly.

Immediately, a piercing sound came out from the ghost flute, as if the night owl's cry was spreading in all directions, and at this moment, the whole world suddenly had a dark wind.

The wind was violent, causing the three candles to shake continuously, carrying an indescribable cold, filling the air.

The ground appeared to be frozen in an instant, and the surrounding soil and vegetation were covered with frost, and the flames of the three candles also changed color, turning green.

There are even bursts of murmurs coming from nothingness.

He couldn't hear what he was talking about, it seemed that countless people were whispering, the voice came to Xu Qing's mind, and when his heart was shaken, a mist appeared in the distance...

The fog came suddenly, as if it appeared out of thin air, and rolled outwards until it filled a certain area and covered the trees in the jungle.

Then, on the mist, a city appeared.

The walls of this city are gray, and all the buildings inside are gray. Its style is ancient, as if an ancient city buried in history has reappeared in the world.

In the city... extremely lively.

Countless figures can be seen floating in it, densely packed in great numbers, and most of them have different appearances.

Some have no head, some have animal bodies, some have tall bodies, some have slender bodies, some have too big mouths, so they can only raise their hands to hold their chins, and some have evil thoughts all over their bodies.

There are not only wandering ghosts, but also countless shops.

The owner of the shop is also weird, with a hideous appearance.

If ordinary people see it, they will be scared out of their wits in an instant.

It's a ghost town through and through.

There may be living people inside, but they all hide their own aura, so that the whole body is filled with rich and heterogeneous, so that they can't be noticed.

This is also one of the rules for entering the ghost workshop.

Although Guifang is willing to trade with the human race, the rule is... people who are full of heterogeneity and are about to be alienated.

In addition, this ghost city is filled with countless strange things. Although there are countless ghosts in it, it is silent, as if all the existences in it are unable to speak.

And the most distinctive thing among them is the location in the center of the city, where there is a huge head floating there.

The head was floating in mid-air. It looked like a human, middle-aged, but without hair.

Like the head of a monk.

It closed its eyes, motionless in mid-air, and there were chains around it to tie it up, suppressing the seal.

If you look carefully, you can see those chains, which are formed by entanglement of skinless arms.

At the same time, at the four city gates of the ghost city, there were tall and strong men who were half naked but had a head like a baby, carrying a five-foot-long black ghost-head sword on their shoulders, looking in all directions.

Xu Qing's front door is like this.

Looking at all this, Xu Qing's eyes were introverted, and his mind was a little turbulent.

He had never seen the Huangjin Ghost City before, but this scene was exactly the same as the information he checked. At the same time, after Xu Qing saw it with his own eyes, he remembered that he had seen a similar ghost city at the bottom of the Forbidden Sea once.

"So, there should be a ghost workshop there too?" Xu Qing didn't go there immediately, but observed carefully, and gradually the candles around him swayed more and more violently in the dark wind.

Xu Qing was not in a hurry, and continued to observe all the details until he was sure that there was no problem. When the surrounding candles were about to be extinguished, and the ghost town in the distance was about to blur and dissipate again, he sucked towards the shadow.

Immediately, the heterogeneity in his body rose violently at this moment, and in the blink of an eye, his whole body seemed to be extremely heterogeneous, as if he could be alienated at any time, and the skin of his whole body began to turn black.

In the end, the mist formed by the heterogeneous and dense form was lingering around his body, and Xu Qing raised his footsteps and walked towards the ghost city in front of him step by step.

Every step was about three zhang away. After a few breaths, Xu Qing stepped above the mist and walked to the gate of this ghost city.

The moment he came here, the eyes of the strong men carrying swords on both sides fell on Xu Qing.

Xu Qing didn't stop in his footsteps, and let the two ghost generals look down and walked into the city.

As he walked in, his eyes disappeared behind him, and the surrounding fog rose instantly at this moment, covering all directions, making Xu Qing look far away, and all he could see was fog.

As if this place was cut off from the outside world with the arrival of traders, only the moon in the sky turned green, emitting a faint light and falling on the city.

These are in line with the information Xu Qing checked.

He looked as usual, walked forward calmly, and gradually walked into the long street, into countless strange places.

Walk with ghosts.

But at this moment, the huge monk's head in the sky moved its nose suddenly, as if it was sniffing something, its eyelids seemed to be opened, but as the light on the chains shone, it became quiet again.

Xu Qing raised his head, glanced at it, his eyes narrowed slightly.

There are countless ghosts on the long street.

Xu Qing looked away from the monk's head, pondered for a while, then turned his head to look in all directions.

He saw a ghost whose whole body was like paper paste, walking while drawing eyeliner on his face with a pen.

There was also wetness all over his body, and the water droplets falling from the body where he walked, formed six-eyed ghost insects, walking with him.

There is also a kid who looks like a three-year-old child, with red eyes, long ears, and a black body that is rosy, playing and running on the ground.

There is also a hairless cat lying on a building not far away, holding a bloody head in its paws, and licking it.

It can be seen from the black air permeating its body that it is also a kind of ghost.

As for the headless body, the shape of a beast, upright dry bones or multi-faceted foggy bodies, they can be found everywhere.

Some floated, some crawled, some sat on top of other ghosts, some floated across the sky, and some turned into countless ghost faces biting each other at low altitude, laughed silently, and went straight ahead.

Moreover, every body exuded a ferocious intent, and there was a sense of hunger and thirst, especially the breath exuded, Xu Qing became more vigilant after feeling it.

As he was moving forward, he was also observing the shops on both sides, looking for what he needed.

And the whole street seemed to be lively, with ghosts coming and going, both inside and outside the shop, but it was completely silent.

Xu Qing also didn't make any sound, and he was also floating forward. At this moment, he was looking at the shop, and suddenly he turned his head slightly, and looked forward coldly.

In front of him was a ghost with a big black rotten animal face holding his chin, walking towards him in the crowd of ghosts.

A fierce aura emanated from this strange body, and it looked like it was about to hit Xu Qing.

There was no fluctuation in Xu Qing's eyes, the heterogeneity was extremely dense at this moment, the formed mist spread more and more, turning into a ferocious grimace while rolling, grinning at the comer, with greed and desire in his eyes.

This grimace was transformed by Xiaoying, and it has been trying to devour it since it came here, but Xu Qing didn't allow it.

So it can only restrain itself, but now it is surprised that one of its own is coming towards it.

So without waiting for Xu Qing to make a move, seeing the beast-faced ghost coming with malice, the ghostly face transformed by the mist rushed out, opened its mouth wide and devoured it in one gulp.

The speed was so fast that the beast-faced ghost disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Ghost Mist returns with satisfaction.

Xu Qing raised his head and glanced at the small shadow in the mist, ignored it and continued on his way.

This scene was just a small episode, and the ghosts around were all familiar with it, so they ignored it.

In this way, Xu Qing walked for a long time on the street and finally found a shop.

The things sold in this shop are all kinds of evil poisons.

This kind of poison has no substance, like mist, and some are even more illusory, sealed in the heads of blue ghosts.

So when I looked at it, the items in this shop were all large and small floating ghost heads, all of which were smiling.

Xu Qing glanced away, and after careful inspection, he was satisfied.

What he was looking for here was this kind of poison of the most yin and evil.

And this kind of poison is indeed mostly incorporeal, and unless the living have special skills, it is difficult to collect, and only the strange can touch it.

Xu Qing looked up at the store.

This store looks like a bear, with lips like cinnabar, eyes like mirrors, long horns on the top of the head, blue fleshy wings on the back, more than ten feet long, and a leopard-like tail.

It was also observing Xu Qing, and after meeting Xu Qing's eyes, it opened its bloody mouth, as if smiling.

Xu Qing looked calm, raised his right hand to grab it, and suddenly floated among the hundreds of ghost heads in the shop, thirteen of them flew over and floated in front of Xu Qing and the shopkeeper.

Then Xu Qing took out a small bottle and pushed it over.

The shopkeeper's tail flew towards the vial with an afterimage, and the vial shattered without a sound, and a bloody aura spread out, revealing a ball of blood.

These bloods are Yejiu's heart and soul, and there are almost hundreds of drops in a bottle.

At the moment when the tail was caught in the mouth of the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper was happily chewing, when Xu Qing saw those flesh and blood, ghosts suddenly appeared one by one.

They are all night doves.

While chewing constantly, the shopkeeper nodded in satisfaction.

Without saying a word, Xu Qing rolled up the ghost head in front of him, put it in the storage bag, turned and left, and continued to walk on the ghost street, passing through groups of strange people, stopping in front of several shops to buy items.

Until the night was about to pass, Xu Qing searched for a long time, and finally found the last item he wanted.

It was a shop like an inn.

There are corpses hanging in this shop, including human beings, beasts, aliens, and illusory shadows.

They were all hung from hooks on the wall, and they were all still alive.

There are candles of various colors burning below, which seem to form some kind of mysterious meaning, causing these hanging living things to emit various mood swings.

Some are intoxicated and some are angry, some are sad and some are ecstatic.

It seems that they are in the illusion of a dream and are experiencing a lifetime.

What attracted Xu Qing was not these living creatures, but the candles below.

This shop sells exactly this kind of candles.

About this thing, before coming here, Xu Qing saw it in the purchase information of the Zongmen, and knew that it was actually a kind of poison with a nice name, called Sanshengzui, and the price was extremely expensive.

This is also the key goal of Xu Qing's coming here.

After seeing it now, he took out four vials without hesitation and placed them in front of the shopkeeper.

The owner of this shop is a fairly normal-looking old man, wearing a yellow robe. He looked at the small bottle Xu Qing sent and shook his head.

The moment he shook his head, his face changed continuously, first he became a handsome young man, then he turned into a wrinkled old woman, and then he turned into a naughty child again, which is very strange.

Xu Qing frowned, he only had eleven small vials of heart blood on him, five of which were used before.

According to the information and materials he obtained, if you buy Sanshengzui, four bottles are enough.

So after pondering, Xu Qing took out another one and put it in front of the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper took a deep look at Xu Qing, but still shook his head.

Xu Qing's face hidden in the mist darkened, he was silent for a while, and took out the last vial.

But the storekeeper still shook his head, as if he knew that Xu Qing had given everything, so his face changed many times, and finally turned into a blank. After becoming a faceless man, he raised his finger and pointed at Xu Qing's face.

Xu Qing was silent.

He calculated the time, and it was very close to dawn at this moment, and recalled that this was the only shop that sold candles along the way.

So he stepped out of the body, the fire of life in his body was shining, and the lamp of life was shining brightly, as if there was a world rising and burning inside.

A terrifying aura erupted from his body, forming a heat wave combined with the majestic Qi and blood of the Golden Crow refining all spirits, and it spread rumbled to the surroundings.

The store owner was no longer faceless, but quickly turned into an old man, and his expression changed even more. Seeing that Xu Qing was about to make a move, he flicked his sleeve without hesitation, and seven candles flew from behind him, all floating on Xu Qing's face. before.

Then he took a few steps back with a flattering look on his face.

Xu Qing frowned, put away the candles, took the six vials away, and turned away.

Be vigilant all the way and pay attention to changes in the weather.

According to the information he obtained, once this ghost workshop comes in, it cannot leave in advance. It must wait for the moment of dawn to blow the ghost flute before leaving.

Now it is not far from dawn, Xu Qing is walking on the street and waiting silently.

Not long after, the sky was faintly bright, and Xu Qing immediately noticed that all the ghosts around him and the city were rapidly becoming transparent, as if they were about to disappear.

But at this moment, in the mid-air in the center of the ghost city, the huge monk's head, which was chained by countless arms and floating in the sky, slowly opened its eyes.

Its eyes were red like purgatory, and countless ghosts struggled inside, with miserable expressions and silent screams.

The whole gives people a sense of incomparable chaos, which also makes the expression of the monk's head somewhat delirious.

At this moment, the head seems to be stuck, moving pause after pause, and the chaotic eyes are as usual, sweeping across the entire ghost town at the moment before dawn.

In this ghost city, there are more than a dozen figures in different positions that are not transparent at this moment. They are all monks who come here to trade and wait for the dawn.

The monk's eyes followed the turning of the head, and swept over these people one by one, until when he was looking at Xu Qing, it suddenly shook, his nose moved, sniffed, and then the light in his eyes brightened .

Xu Qing also noticed something, and his complexion changed. At the same time, a thunderous voice suddenly came out of the monk's head.

"Golden Crow! The Golden Crow refines our clan!! The Golden Crow is going to die!!!"

The moment the sound appeared, it was dawn, and the entire ghost town was instantly still.

This was also the only sound Xu Qing heard that night.

This sound possessed unfathomable power, and when Xu Qing heard it, his whole body was shaken, and his soul seemed to be about to collapse. Fortunately, the life lamp big black umbrella transformed into a guardian spirit in his body, which made Xu Qing recover.

Without any hesitation, he suddenly took out the ghost flute, put it in his mouth and blew it suddenly.

The ear-piercing sound spread in all directions in an instant, and everything around Xu Qing quickly disappeared amidst the reverberation.

In just one breath, Xu Qing's figure appeared in the jungle where three trees had been placed before.

And the ghost town... has disappeared.

In the distance, a fiery red glow appeared in the sky, Chi Yang was raising his head, and the light was blooming, radiating in all directions.

At the same time, there is also a city in this restricted area, very far away from where Xu Qing is.

It's just that this city is completely different from the ghost city. It exists in substance. I don't know how many years ago it was turned into ruins and remains to this day.

The night is shrouded, and the ruins of the walls can be seen faintly, and the dust is endless.

And in the east of the ruined city, at this moment, with the arrival of the sun from the sky, the night is like a curtain, which is directly lifted by the mighty power of the sky, revealing a temple hidden in the night.

Outside the temple, there were dozens of monks meditating cross-legged, dressed in different clothes, and all of them were deeply wary of each other, obviously coming from different places.

Now with the dawn, their eyes also fell into the temple with fear and awe.

In that temple, there is a statue of a god holding a knife.

Under the statue, there was only one person in the entire temple sitting cross-legged in meditation.

This person is wearing a golden robe and a crown inlaid with jade on his head. His face is extremely beautiful, but his expression is extremely cold. The canopy on his head is extraordinary, and his whole body is shocking.

It was Sheng Yunzi!
(End of this chapter)