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

Lu Ming had never seen merit.

He had only seen a description of merit in a book of miscellaneous talks.

The wishes of all living beings, the blessings of heaven and earth, and the virtue of being full of goodness.

Those who have merit will not have any karma.

Lu Ming thought it was ridiculous.

He was a serious demon cultivator, a disciple of the demon sect who practiced a method that harmed others and benefited himself, but he actually cultivated merit?

"How did this merit come from?"

Lu Ming was confused.

Killing ghosts?

When he was in Sand City, he also killed 100,000 ghosts, why didn't he get any merit?

This time, he killed only more than 30,000 ghosts, but he got a little merit.

Is it because the wandering ghosts in Sand City are not worthy?

Lu Ming couldn't figure out the definition of the merit.

He only knew one thing.

In the horror world, it seems that merit can be obtained.

A demon cultivator who can summon millions of ghost soldiers with a wave of his hand meets a Buddhist. Will the other party fall into self-doubt when he sees that he has merit?

Lu Ming thought it was funny when he thought of that scene.

"What is the use of this merit?"

Lu Ming sat on the paper crane and studied it for a while.

In addition to making his body warm, it seemed to have no other use.

But he didn't think so.

If merit is really useless, why would the Buddhist monks keep catching disciples of the Demon Sect to kill?

Merit must have its use, but his current strength is low and he doesn't know how to use it.

Lu Ming comforted himself in this way.

He studied it for a while and then stopped.

Anyway, this thing has only advantages and no disadvantages, so let the merit stay in the body, and he will go down to collect Yin objects.

There are many ghosts in Shuidong City.

Lu Ming spent several days in the huge Shuidong City and found a lot of Yin objects.

What surprised him was that there were two top-grade Yin objects alone. There were dozens of top-grade Yin objects, and the number of mid-grade Yin objects reached 500.

This wave can be said to be huge.

Lu Ming used top-grade and top-grade Yin objects.

He can sell the remaining mid-grade Yin objects.

"The Yin objects should be enough. With these two top-grade Yin objects as the foundation and the top-grade Yin objects as the supplement, it is almost possible to refine the Soul Gathering Cauldron."

Lu Ming touched his chin.

He knew that wealth should not be exposed, so he could not give this thing to the sect to refine.

Otherwise, with the nature of the Demon Sect, they would definitely capture him and ask about the origin of the Yin objects.

Maybe they would even search his soul.

If the head elder of the Soul Separation Sect knew the existence of the Horror World, he would become a tool.

"We must find a neutral force."

Lu Ming immediately thought of a neutral force.

Without hesitation, he communicated with the bronze door and appeared in the inn again. His spiritual sense carefully scanned the room. After finding no restrictions left by anyone, Lu Ming walked out of the inn.

He did not return to the Soul-Separating Sect, but chose the opposite direction of the Soul-Separating Sect.

In order to avoid attracting other people's attention, he did not ride a paper crane, but just took an ordinary carriage to travel.

The carriage was swaying on the official road.

Having just come from the technological world, Lu Ming was extremely disgusted with the infrastructure of this world.

Even though the official road was considered a wide and flat road in the eyes of the world, it was still far from the asphalt road.

"When I have enough strength, maybe I can get an off-road vehicle here?"

Lu Ming suddenly had an idea.

He didn't know if technology would work in this world.

He didn't seem to have heard that there was a technological blockade here.

Lu Ming was thinking about how he could make some spiritual stones with the bronze door.

Selling evil things is one way.

But if you sell too much, it will easily attract other people's attention.

And Lu Ming couldn't think of anything else to sell for a while.

Scratching his head, Lu Ming pointed to the man lying on the couch.

"Selling evil spirits can be done for a period of time, or by constantly changing locations, which is a long-term solution.……"

Lu Ming shook his head.

The development of science and technology is not a good thing for the world of immortal cultivation.

The industrial revolution may destroy the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

When he is about to leave, he can promote it.

But he is only in the Qi training stage now, and he still needs a lot of spiritual energy to practice.

He doesn't want the spiritual energy he uses for practice in the future to smell like motor oil.

"By the way...firearms are OK."

Lu Ming slapped his thigh fiercely.

Guns, a heavy firepower weapon, also have their merits.

At least now, I dare not say that I am completely invincible in front of bullets.

This is the case for Qigong cultivators, let alone those mortal kingdoms.

But what benefits can the mortal kingdom bring to me?

Lu Ming touched his chin and frowned.

"Forget it, let’s talk about it later. I want to live forever, and interfering in the trivial matters of the mortal world is not conducive to my cultivation."

……

The carriage rocked for a month.

Finally, they arrived at Luoshui City, one of the eight major cities of the Great Yin Dynasty.

Near Luoshui City, there is the most powerful righteous sect in the Great Yin, Tianyi Pavilion.

Therefore, there are often monks in Luoshui City.

Where there are monks, there are naturally markets where monks trade with each other.

Lu Ming paid the entrance fee.

He leaned against the window of the carriage and quietly admired the scenery outside the window.

""Sir, your destination is not far away."

The driver's voice came from outside.

Lu Ming hummed and threw out a gold ingot.

The driver held the gold and burst into tears of gratitude.

But for a long time, he did not get a response from Lu Ming.

He lifted the curtain of the carriage, but the driver did not see Lu Ming.

"It turned out to be the Immortal Master."

Lu Ming walked on the bustling streets.

When he arrived at the gate of a market town, Lu Ming took out a brand new cloak from his arms and put it on.

The monks at the gate of the market town saw Lu Ming like this and naturally did not stop him.

When he stepped into the gate of the market town, the scene in front of Lu Ming changed. The city streets with high walls and gray tiles turned into quiet and misty mountain forest paths.

Lu Ming climbed the steps and came to the halfway point of the mountain.

This is the real location of the market town.

The scale of Luoshuifang is much larger than that of the market town at the foot of the Lihun Sect.

Several streets crisscross each other.

There are tall buildings on both sides of the street.

There are inns, taverns, gambling houses and brothels.

The main feature is a comprehensive set of facilities.

Lu Ming's black cloak is not an exception here.

He came to the gate of Jubao Pavilion, looked up, and then walked in.

"Sir, what would you like to order?"

"I'm here to sell goods and need an appraiser."

Lu Ming's voice was hoarse and he had obviously changed his voice.

The receptionist was not surprised and just smiled and took Lu Ming into a separate box.

Then the man opened the formation restriction and bowed slightly to Lu Ming.

"Excuse me, sir, what are you planning to sell?"

Lu Ming took a look at the man and didn't expect that he was actually the steward of Jubao Pavilion.

""I'm sorry for the disrespect."

Lu Ming bowed and patted the storage bag lightly, and a large number of medium-quality Yin objects flew out of the storage bag.

Soon, the floor of the box was covered with Yin objects, which made the temperature of the whole room drop a lot.

The steward of Jubao Pavilion looked at Lu Ming in surprise.

He could never imagine that a young cultivator at the ninth level of Qi training could actually take out so many Yin objects.

Whose ancestral tomb did this guy dig up?

Five hundred pieces, there must be more than one big family's ancestral tomb here.

"Please!"

Lu Ming's voice sounded.

The deacon realized that he had lost his composure a little, and coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment.

He looked down for a long time before slowly getting up.

"These Yin items are in good condition, how about we just sell them at the market price?"