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After finishing speaking, Mu Tong continued.

"Now, I will tell you the task of entering the ghost world."

While talking, Mu Tong took out a sealed policy, opened it, handed it to Chu He, and said.

"This is the address of a group of ghost squads that have entered the ghost world in advance. The first thing you do when you enter the ghost world is to find them, and they will tell you the specifics."

Chu He took over Wen Ce, with only a label and a secret order on it, everything else was covered up.

"How do we enter the ghost world? After we enter the ghost world, how do we cover up our literary spirit?"

Chu He raised his head and asked the most important question.

Mu Tong looked at Longxi, Longxi nodded, took out five tokens, and handed them to five people.

"This token is made by the refiner of the National Scholars Academy with the flesh and blood of a third-grade ghost general. After you enter the ghost world, as long as you pour your literary energy into it, the literary energy will become ghostly and diffuse, thus creating your The ghost cultivation strength of a fourth-grade fierce ghost."

"Remember, once you enter the ghost world, you must ensure that your energy cannot be broken. Once you break it, you will be in an extremely dangerous situation."

"Don't believe in the restraint of your own literary spirit. You are only fourth-grade talents. You can't achieve complete restraint of literary spirit."

The Great Confucianism can do it, but unfortunately, once the Great Confucianism enters the ghost world, he will be noticed by the ghost king in an instant, and even if he restrains his literary spirit, it will be difficult to escape the ghost king's search.

Chu He thought to himself.

Chu He could also completely restrain his culture, but he hadn't tried it. In the human race field, culture is everywhere, completely restrained or only revealing a trace, it doesn't hurt.

But in the world of ghosts, even a trace of literary spirit is enough to attract the vigilance of all the ghost cultivators around.

Chu He didn't want to try in the ghost world to see if he could fully restrain himself, so he obediently wore the token on his body.

"We have arrived in the ghost world, how can we contact you, and how can we come back?"

Chu He asked the second important question.

Mu Tong glanced at him and said.

"This token can transmit messages. Five of you form a circle in advance, four people outside and one inside. Four people outside the circle release ghost energy to cover them. One person in the circle can infuse a lot of literary energy, and I will be aware of it. Afterwards, the characters will appear on the token, and I can know the message you want to convey, just by speaking."

This token can actually pass through the blockade between the two mountains of the human race ghost world? There is such a strong ability.

If converted, this should also belong to a third-rank great Confucianism treasure.

However, compared with the general third-rank great Confucian cultural treasures, this token is less effective. After all, the role of cultural treasures is either to assist, or to attack or defend, and most of them can strengthen the user himself.

In addition to pretending to be a ghost cultivator, this token only has the function of passing through the Two Boundary Mountains.

It is only useful in the ghost world.

No wonder they were able to take out five directly, and with the previous group of five, there were already ten.

It is estimated that more than 30 can be mass-produced at least.

Mu Tong asked.

"are you ready?"

Chu He glanced at Mu Yingjin, who nodded slightly, stood up and stood beside Chu He.

Mu Tong took out a strange object, and Chu He suddenly discovered that that strange object was the ghost object that attracted Gong Xiaochen and could open a gate together with the ghost world and the human race?

Mu Tong looked at him and said.

"The craftsman refurbished this ghost object, and now it is a cultural treasure that can open the ghost world and the human race."

Chu He nodded.

Mu Tong gave a cold shout, and the majestic literary energy suddenly gushed out of his body.

Longxi immediately releases his literary energy, shields the camp, and prevents Mu Tong's literary energy from leaking out.

After ten breaths of effort, just when Mu Tong, a second-rank Confucian, began to look pale, Wen Bao was shocked suddenly.

Suddenly, a blue door appeared in front of everyone.

There were streaks of ghostly aura emanating from the blue door, which made people very uncomfortable.

"go!"

Mu Tong gritted his teeth and said.

The five of them didn't hesitate, Chu He stood in the first place, and walked in directly.

The next four followed.

When all five people entered, Mu Tong gasped suddenly, and his literary spirit was broken in vain.

Wen Bao was startled suddenly, the blue gate seemed to be about to expand, and ghost energy diffused out from the blue gate, as if trying to swallow the entire camp.

In an instant, Longxi wrapped it with Wenqi, while Mu Tong replaced Longxi and wrapped the camp with Wenqi.

Gradually, under the suppression of Longxi Wenqi, the vibration of the cultural treasures made of ghosts slowly stopped, and the blue door gradually became smaller until it disappeared.

During the whole process, no one outside the camp noticed.

Seeing Wen Bao stop and the blue door disappear, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"Although this is only the second time, I have to say that using the door Wenbao consumes a lot of Wen Qi. Even the two of us have to consume more than half of our Wen Qi to send five people in."

Mu Tong took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, and slowly adjusted to recover his culture.

Long Xi was just talking casually, but didn't hear any response, just like Mu Tong, he crossed his knees on the ground and began to regain his composure.

In front of the Liangjie Mountains, literary spirit is the foundation of everything.

After a while, Mu Tong opened his eyes, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and he spoke softly.

"Hopefully they can come back safely."

Seeing the worry in Mu Tong's eyes, Longxi lowered his head and remained silent.

In any case, sending his own daughter to a place like the ghost world, where there is almost a near-death experience, is definitely not so easy for Mu Tong to accept.

Longxi comforted him.

"Hehe, don't worry, with that kid Chu He around, the four of them will have no problems."

"That kid Chu He can kill a second-rank ghost cultivator with his treasures."

"Besides, once they encounter difficulties, we can just open the door and pull them back."

Mu Tong waved his hand and walked out the door.

In the low voice, only he himself could hear his muttering.

"Second-rank ghost commanders, there are many second-rank ghost commanders in the ghost world."

...

In the ghost world, on the throne of spirits.

The ghost king's eyes, which were originally slightly closed, suddenly opened.

A pair of blood-colored vertical pupils were full of joking and coldness.

"Hehe, I just sent a group of people in five days ago, and I'm too lazy to take care of it, but I sent another group of people in five days later?"

"Is this treating my ghost world as your human backyard?"

The confidant Guishuai was under the stage, and he said after hearing this.

"My lord, do you want me to catch them back myself?"

The Ghost King waved his hand and said with a sneer.

"Don't worry, it's not our business."

"The White Ghost King lost the ghost himself, and was eventually sneaked into the ghost world by the human race. What does it have to do with us?"