Xiuxian!My buff status has no time limit

"If the newcomers don't have enough spirit stones, don't panic. I can take you to a place when the time comes, and the custodians can earn a lot of money."

The old fried dough stick casual repairer, on the surface, gave a lot of key information with his superficially kind explanation.

It made many young people beside me who didn't know the way of the underworld illusion, but just wanted to try their luck, suddenly realized.

But from an angle they couldn't see, this kind senior showed a malicious smile.

Soon, some people began to enter the gate of hell.

After passing through the gate, I stood on the narrow path illuminated by lanterns.

Thousands of monks lined up, holding their breath, and quietly walked towards Fengdu Ghost City.

For monks who have practiced qi all the year round, even the lowest level of qi training and foundation building monks can easily hold their breath for an hour.

Even if someone accidentally inhales the other shore pollen, it will not be life-threatening.

Bewildered by the scent of pollen and flowers, they will only walk towards Fengdu City spontaneously, and they will automatically wake up after a while.

The only problem is that after losing consciousness, they will often be touched by the "companions" around them.

Everything, just like what the senior said, is unexpectedly safe in today's Netherland Illusion.

It didn't take long to follow the lantern, and they saw the continuous ghost city and the magnificent ghost city.

Some people are attracted by the ghost market with stalls at the city gate.

Some people, after paying the entrance fee, enter it to look for more opportunities.

And at the gate of the ghost city, there are still many enthusiastic monks like scalpers, focusing on those newcomers and juniors who are not deeply involved in the world, or who are cash-strapped.

They call themselves brothers and lead these young people towards the same place.

"This ghost town has become much bigger than it was back then."

A group of people from Mohen Academy still looked at everything with a haughty attitude. They obviously didn't come for this ghost market.

For them, the things in this ghost town can only be regarded as new, but that's all.

They came here on behalf of the Temple of God to investigate the degree of danger of this ghost city of Fengdu and evaluate whether it needs to be erased.

You must know that after the victory of the frontline war, although the immortal cultivation world in the Eastern Region also suffered a lot.

However, half of the power of the original Temple of God has been dragged in the quagmire of war all year round.

But now, this part of the personnel has been successfully liberated.

Originally, the many dangerous areas left unattended due to lack of manpower, and the Temple of the Temple, which was freed up, were planning to gradually bring them into a safe area of ​​rule.

And the ghost city of Fengdu, which appeared in the field of vision again recently, is naturally among them.

It is speculated that in this ghost city, there is a power that exceeds that of ordinary middle-level gods.

From now on, if you want to deal with them, you can only use the hands of the top priests of the twelve families.Fengdu City happened to be assigned to Mohen Academy.

"There are more than ten ghost kings, and there are many big monsters. When will the ghosts unite with the monster clan?"

One of the Confucian scholars took out a well-prepared inkstone, dripped two drops of ink into it, and watched the two drops of ink gather and disperse, and he had already detected a rough idea of ​​the strength of the surface of Fengdu City.

"That's all, let's go to town."

Still stepping on the bamboo slips, they floated into the city gate arrogantly.

Seeing the ghost soldiers who were charging the entry fee, one of the young scholars in Tsing Yi threw out a few high-grade spirit stones, and called a few guides to guide them.

There is Zuishenglou, which provides a thousand-fold dilution of Danghun wine, which can make people get drunk and relieve their worries.

There is also burning the incense of Wangyou grass, forgetting the sorrow, and then weaving a beautiful dream by the illusion of the fox demon, which makes people want to stop, Mengsi Pavilion.

Here you can improve your cultivation and prolong your lifespan. There are ghost babies for sale, and monster eggs for sale, which can almost meet your "everything" needs.

In just a few months, many casual cultivators can no longer leave here, and choose to buy real estate in the ghost town to live here for a long time.

Among them, there is also a gambling house, which is very popular with monks.

The game rules here are obviously not much different from the gambling houses in other cities in the Xiuxian world, but they are several times more popular.

There are even a lot of modifications, and I have been waiting for a month, just for it.

And in it, you can also see the "kind-hearted senior" who introduced Fengdu to other newcomers before.

Many shy casual cultivators who don't have many spirit stones in their pockets will always be pulled over by them to give it a go.

Losing here for the first time is not terrible, it is terrible after winning once.

In this casino, besides spirit stones, there is also a kind of magical coin, which is the most popular currency on the table.

This coin comes from a special gold exchange service provided by this casino.

At the entrance of the gambling house, there is a broken bowl. As long as you hit the wooden bowl with a wooden stick, you will get extra coins in the wooden bowl.

Every coin represents their ten years of life, or ten years of cultivation!

The gambling house is such a place where it is easy to get lost. Just the ups and downs in Lingshi's wealth can make people sink deeper and deeper until they gamble their souls.

Not to mention the rapid growth of lifespan and cultivation base.

As long as they win once, after using the magical effect of that coin, they will completely fall.

Most of the casual cultivators who entered here, after trying the feeling of becoming stronger quickly and increasing their cultivation base for ten years in minutes, they would no longer be able to bear their slow penance.

In the end, it is not hesitating to bet all the cultivation and life here.

"This sinister ghost weapon was originally supposed to be a ground level."

"It's a pity that it has been damaged now, and it can no longer take effect on monks above the Earth Immortal."

"The cultivation base and lifespan stacked by this tricky method are nothing more than illusory castles in the air. It is of no benefit to us."

The eyes of the twelve high-ranking envoys of the gods were vicious, and they could see the details of this broken bowl at a glance.

But they also didn't remind those gamblers what they meant.

As for the group of monks who have sunk in the gambling workshop, the group of heaven's favored ones from Mohen Academy don't look down on them at all.

Saying one more word to them will dirty your mouth.

After looking contemptuously, he continued walking towards the city.

And in front of them, there was an elegant girl in black, already waiting for them there.

"Welcome everyone to visit the ghost town of Fengdu. My daughter is the acting city owner of the ghost town. May I ask why you are here?"

Beside her, there were two ghost kings standing on the left and right, but they didn't lose their momentum.

"Acting city lord? Where is your city lord?"

The 12 people actually raised the floating height of the bamboo slips quietly so that they could look down.

But at this time, the oldest Confucian scholar among them had his eyes fixed on Qin Shuman who was standing in the middle.

"Huh? This female ghost!"

I saw him take off a writing brush stuck in the bun, carefully tore off a hair on it and put it in the palm of his hand.

The vellus hair flew towards Qin Shuman who was standing not far in front of him without wind.

"Unexpectedly... really!"

"What's your name? When did you die? What were your parents' names? Where did you live? Is this body your own?"

"This kind of blood breath, can't be wrong!"

The old Confucian scholar seemed a little excited, and no longer cared about the trivial matter of whether the soil under his feet would stick or not, he fell to the ground, raised his pen and wrote the word "Photo" in the air.

Immediately, a huge suction force was generated out of thin air, pulling Qin Shuman who was caught off guard and flew towards him.

Although the other monks of Mohen Academy didn't understand what the old man meant, they didn't ask any more questions, and just caught a ghost and caught it.

Can the matter of scholars be called "being old and disrespectful"?

Seeing the two ghost kings beside Qin Shuman wanted to make a move, two ink characters flew out, one for "repress" and the other for "repress".

If the two ink characters were like two mountains pressing on the ghost king, their speed would drop suddenly.

It was too late to rescue Qin Shuman, and watched her fly towards the old man.

Mohen Academy, cultivates the supernatural powers of writing, writing from fire to fire, writing from water to water, and can connect words into sentences, arrange them into chapters, it can be said that the words can be written in a random way, and the end is infinitely magical.

A face-to-face meeting made Qin Shuman and the two ghost kings suffer a lot.

At that time, the old Confucian scholar also took out a life-sized scroll and wrote the word "receive" on it, and wanted to include the approaching female ghost in the painting.

"It is said that there is Yan Ruyu in the book. It turns out that this face was obtained by force."

"I have seen the dominance of Mohen Academy!"

A little black light flicked across, and the ink characters in the air and on the scroll collapsed at the touch of a touch, and the strong suction disappeared naturally.

The masked figure took Qin Shuman into his arms.

Chapter 453 Infighting in the giants?

The predecessor of this superior Sishen Mohen Academy was the "Guozijian", the sacred place for scholars of the Eastern Cultivation Dynasty.

For some reason, after the disintegration of that huge dynasty, each department in it evolved into the now-famous cultivating force.

At that time, the main body of Guozijian was reorganized into Mohen Academy.

This group of ferocious "scholars" created a piece of the world with a single pen, and they have always been famous in the world of cultivating immortals in the Eastern Region.

They usually focus on "reading" and don't care about world affairs, but these days, it is a very good virtue to have great strength and not take the initiative to harm others.So their reputation in the world of cultivating immortals has always been pretty good.

It's just that Jiang Li didn't expect that the benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trust of these "scholars" were all just talk.

If you want to snatch a beautiful female ghost when you see it, why don't you bully men and women every day when you are outside?

You know, Jiang Li had been preparing for the arrival of the envoy from the Temple of God.

In order to prevent the treasure from touching people's hearts, he had already moved the branches of Jiuyoumu that originally grew in the center of the city to the underground space.

The fear is that they will be greedy.

Although today's people in the world of cultivating immortals probably don't know what the ten innate spiritual roots of heaven and earth are.

But this does not prevent them from feeling the strength of the Nine Nether Branches.

Every spiritual fruit on it is no less than the Mujia longevity peach, and many of them are even better than the flat peach spiritual fruit.

Even if it is as powerful as a high-ranking priest, he will definitely not mind bringing back a spiritual tree that can greatly enhance the foundation of the sect.

And this Fengdu city is just a place where some ghosts gather.

Jiang Li puts himself in another position, and believes that when they see this kind of treasure, nine out of ten they will not hesitate to snatch it.

So although it would be a bit inconvenient, in order to prevent conflicts, he hid everything that they might be interested in.

He just prepared a few cups of tea and asked Qin Shuman to come forward to receive him.

He thought he was cautious, but he didn't expect that the greed of these scholars caught him off guard.

An old man who doesn't know, thousands of years old, for some reason doesn't even let a female ghost go.

Looking at Jiang Li's contemptuous eyes under the mask, the old man was also annoyed.

"Boy, stop talking nonsense!"

"Are you the city lord of Fengdu City?"

Seeing Jiang Li resisting, the other monks in green shirts took out their brushes and drew in the air and wanted to do something, but the old Confucian scholar who jumped off the bamboo slips raised his hand to stop them.

"It turns out that the people who rule this ghost city are not ghosts. No wonder people and ghosts can coexist in this Fengdu city."

"But young man, it's useless to keep this filthy place of yours, it should have been completely wiped away."

"Hand over that female ghost and tell the old man where you found her."

"Well done, the old man may be able to spare this ghost city, and make an exception to let you join the Temple of God."

His words were full of coercion and temptation.

This old man is an Earth Immortal himself, and behind him stands the powerful Mohen Academy. This kind of threat is very effective. As long as he is willing, he can indeed do what he said.

But Jiang Li is considered to be the second Fengdu city lord, not the third generation, so how could he do it, because he betrayed his own people with one sentence.

Tell the female ghost Qin Shuman to back away, while he has secretly mobilized the power of Fengdu City, ready to fight the opponent at any time.