Cultivating Immortals through Double Transmigration: The Horror World Becomes My Backyard

Lu Ming flew to Water City quickly.

Water City was as prosperous as ever.

Lu Ming said that this city would turn into a strange place in less than half a year.

Calculating the time, it was almost exactly half a year later.

The people in the city were still living a life of feasting and revelry, and they didn't realize the danger was coming.

However, there was a strong aura of death above everyone's head.

"Having a carnival before death may also be an explanation for this life."

The people in the water city seemed to know that danger was coming.

All the goods in the convenience store on the street were free.

Lu Ming picked up a bottle of beer and took a sip.

The bitter taste made him frown.

"It's not as good as Qianqiu's wine. After all, it's a spirit wine. This stuff can't compare."

Lu Ming walked on the street.

While drinking, he observed the surrounding environment.

The people in the city lived very casually.

At this time, they had completely forgotten about morality and honor.

Abandoning their emotions as human beings, they directly followed the animal instincts of their bodies and dissipated their hormones.

Perhaps for the people in this world, as long as the ghost soldiers appeared to borrow the road, it would be a good thing to enjoy the last time before death.

Lu Ming threw away the empty bottle in his hand, and his figure disappeared on the spot.

He stood high in the sky and looked in the direction where the ghost soldiers were coming from.

Under the heavy dark clouds, there was a presence that made him palpitate.

"Sure enough, this time is not that simple, there are stronger ones above the Thousand-Year Ghost King. Above the Thousand-Year Ghost King in the world of immortal cultivation is the Ghost Immortal, I wonder what it is like here."

Lu Ming touched his chin and thought.

He felt that there would be no Ghost Immortals here.

After the horror, it seemed to be a world similar to the underworld.

There must be a more precise class division in this world.

Lu Ming left the water city.

The water city is bound to be destroyed.

He also took this opportunity to see the scene he had always wanted to see.

The ghost soldiers borrowed the road, he couldn't get too close, otherwise he would be targeted by the unknown existence.

Lu Ming fled a hundred miles away.

He looked at the full picture of the ghost soldiers from afar.

However, with his strength, it was not enough to see clearly what was going on inside the ghost soldiers. All he could see was the thick fog and yin energy outside that enveloped the ghost soldiers.

"There is no way to hunt the extremely Yin water today."

The Yin soldiers borrowed the road, making the nearby Yin energy extremely active.

This will make the ghost king stronger.

Lu Ming has no problem hunting the hundred-year ghost king, but it is difficult to kill the thousand-year ghost king, even if it is only a thousand-year cultivation.

Today is not a good opportunity. Lu Ming directly communicated with the bronze gate and returned to the Yuhunyuan.

He did not continue to rest, but took the Tyrant Pill and continued to temper his body.

After his body entered the foundation, he can now withstand the terrifying medicinal power of the Tyrant Pill.

The familiar pain spread from his limbs to his mind.

Lu Ming just frowned slightly and continued to practice the Acala body.

The process of tempering the body cannot be interrupted.

Lu Ming took the Tyrant Pill three times in a row, That was the end of a day of practice.

The next night, he came to the horror world again.

The blood moon in the sky had disappeared, proving that the ghost soldiers had left.

Lu Ming came to the sky above the water city.

The city with a population of millions became empty at this time.

There were only hundreds of thousands of wandering souls floating in the city.

After absorbing Yin Qi or devouring each other, these wandering souls will grow little by little and become fierce ghosts, fierce ghosts, and even ghost kings.

This process can take several months or as short as a week to form the weakest ghost domain.

Lu Ming had no intention of moving this ghost domain.

He glanced in the north of the water city.

There was only the last human habitat in this world of Dragon Country. There were about twenty cities and a population of nearly 100 million.

"If you are smart and find a way to save humanity as soon as possible, maybe you can preserve the fire."

Lu Ming looked in the direction of the capital and shook his head gently.

If the fire can really be preserved.

Then he will fulfill his original promise and leave a legacy to the Yiqi Zhengyuan Sect and the King Kong Fuhu Temple.

If there is no fire left, then he can only put the legacy of these two sects in the world of cultivation.

Lu Ming just looked for a while and left the place.

He came here for something important to do.

Search for the water of extreme yin.

Lu Ming tried his best to shuttle through various strange domains.

He basically hunted ghost kings with a cultivation base of one thousand years or less.

He couldn't beat any stronger ones.

After a night of fighting, Lu Ming searched out 500 portions of extreme yin water.

Most of this level of extreme yin water was provided by the thousand-year ghost king.

The most surprising thing for Lu Ming was that he got another Taiyin essence.

This means that his previous guess was correct.

The thousand-year ghost king has a chance to drop the Taiyin essence.

"That horror world is really a treasure land for me, but I also need to continue to cultivate the Soul Gathering Cauldron, otherwise, when I enter the Golden Core stage, the Soul Gathering Cauldron is still at the level of a magic weapon, which will greatly hinder me."

Lu Ming secretly made up his mind.

He returned to the Xiuxian world and went directly to find Dean Feng.

At this time, the sky was just brightening with the morning light. Dean Feng was lying on the steps of the main hall holding a wine jar, and his body was covered with morning dew.

"Dean?"

Lu Ming called softly.

Dean Feng tilted his head and tried to open one eye.

"It’s so early, why are you looking for me instead of going to temper your body?"

""I want to ask the dean for a small favor."

Lu Ming waved his hand, and extremely yin water appeared on the ground.

The strong yin energy combined with the cool air in the morning made the breath of the two people misty.

Dean Feng was no longer surprised by the endless supply of extremely yin water in Lu Ming's hand.

After all, he had lived for a thousand years and had only seen someone like Lu Ming who could drink extremely yin water.

"What do you want me to do for you?"

Dean Feng adjusted his sleeping position and asked.

Lu Ming bowed and said,"Disciple would like to ask the Dean to help me exchange this extremely yin water for spirit stones."

"You want to exchange for spirit stones again?"

Dean Feng stood up and looked at Lu Ming with disdain.

This kid doesn't know how to appreciate what he has.

It would be great if he could use so much Extreme Yin Water to make pills.

The pills made can directly raise his cultivation to the Golden Core Stage or even higher.

But he had to sacrifice the most important thing for the most ordinary spirit stones.

What a waste of resources!

"Disciple... it's useful."

Lu Ming touched his nose.

If he didn't have a stable supply of Extreme Yin Water, he wouldn't do such a luxury.

The spirit stones exchanged for Yin Dan were too few.

Selling Soul Liquid was hard to explain.

The Taiyin Essence was even more exaggerated.

The only thing he could sell was Extreme Yin Water.

After all, the origin of Extreme Yin Water was easy to explain, but the sources of the remaining three were really impossible to fabricate.

Lu Ming thought about it, stretched out his hand and gave a portion of Extreme Yin Water.

"The dean can use this extremely yin water to buy wine, and the remaining spirit stones can be brought to the disciples."

"You kid……"

Dean Feng was immediately delighted.

He found that since Lu Ming came to Yuhunyuan, his quality of life had improved a lot.

In the past, he could only drink Chunhualu, which cost five spirit stones per jar.

Now, he can afford to drink Qianqiu Brew every day.

He now likes Lu Ming more and more.

"Come find me again if you have such good things in the future."

Dean Feng put away the Extreme Yin Water and disappeared from the spot.

Lu Ming shook his head and laughed, then stood up and returned to the courtyard.

Time was running out, and Lu Ming couldn't wait to take out the Tyrant Pill, poured out three pills, and began to practice. Dean

Feng came back and saw Lu Ming practicing, but he just threw two storage bags on the table and drank from the wine jar.

"Tsk, this kid's skills have too many Buddhist traces. If he continues like this, he might even become an Arhat.

How can a demon monk practice Buddhist skills?

I have to find a way to suppress him.……"