Lord of Deception

Yu Ziqing feels that in the future, in addition to self-reflection every day, he can also add one more thing and gain one more insight every day.

Today’s experience has been exceeded.

Listening to No. 4's words, Yu Ziqing couldn't hold back anymore and burst into laughter.

Being chased for 80,000 miles by an eighth-level tomb ghost, all because of a trace of evil thoughts, no one could stand it.

"Stop laughing, I really need a drop of rain to save my life now."

"Where are you now?"

"I'm in Dali, not far from the cracks in the abyss. I met a hungry ghost before who offered me a drop of sweet rain, no, two drops.

Two drops of sweet rain, along with some alms-giving rituals and so on, can get rid of any trace of evil thoughts in my body.

I asked specifically, and the hungry ghost didn't lie. Everyone in Busch Town next to the abyss crack knew that hungry ghosts could do it. "

Yu Ziqing was slightly startled. Hey, guys with normal intelligence have begun to appear among the hungry ghosts. The price is really bad. He must have been a profiteer during his lifetime.

However, profiteers are good, but I am too kind-hearted to be able to cheat those people.

Later, the hungry ghost negotiated the price, and then exchanged the sweet rain for something he could use. The sweet rain went around in a circle, and still went to the hungry ghost's mouth. It was roughly equivalent to giving something to the hungry ghost, and getting something else for free. resource.

"I have one or two drops, but do you want a drop of nectar or a drop of nectar solution? And what do you want in exchange for it?"

"Which one is better?"

"Of course it's Ganlin's original solution. Generally, Ganlin's original solution is diluted with spiritual liquid."

"Then I want the Ganlin liquid. In exchange, I will use the previous information, plus the future information." No. 4 did not hesitate to ask for better ones, and he was also afraid that the demonic thoughts would not be completely eradicated.

Now it's not just a matter of the tomb ghost chasing him. If he doesn't use his evil thoughts, he can also be killed.

"Okay, the current price is about thirty-seven drops of sweet rain, exchanged for a Void Escape Scroll, it's just as good as a child, just a lot more.

Of course, I’m just telling you this to save you from thinking I’m cheating you.

Just give me the information.

You leave a rune and I will send it to you using the Flying Sword of Communication.

Everyone is having a good time doing the transaction. If you send a message to Feijian, your money won't be counted.

With a drop of nectar, I will give you a complete set of giving rituals, giving spells and giving seals. "

"Thank you." No. 4 took a deep breath and quickly left a receiving rune.

At this moment, he didn't care whether he was exposed or not.

Today I just need to go out and ask who was chased by an eighth-level tomb ghost for tens of thousands of streets.

Don't even think about hiding his identity from Yu Ziqing.

His life was almost gone, and humiliation was just a small problem.

Walking out of the seventh floor, Yu Ziqing took out a new communication flying sword. The inferior product of the flying sword refined by Lao Yang using the earth fire triggered by it was not that fast, but it was still no problem to fly two or three thousand miles. , there is no problem with reliability, it’s just because the speed is not fast enough.

It happens to be not that far, so save it if you can.

Take out a drop of sweet rain, attach it to a jade slip, and send it away with the messenger flying sword.

The flying sword flew up swayingly, accelerated for several breaths, and then turned into a sword light and soared into the sky.

A few hours later, No. 4, who was still carrying the Tomb Ghost, was circling around the abyss crack, and his eyes were shining when he saw a sword light rushing down at an extremely fast speed.

He quickly made a seal with his hand, causing the flying sword to fly towards him. He then caught the flying sword and took several steps back due to the impact.

A jade slip and a jade bottle appeared in his hand, but the flying sword ran out of power and automatically shattered into powder.

"It's so powerful. I'm afraid this flying sword is not cheap, so it can be delivered so quickly."

He took the jade bottle, opened it and took a slight sniff. The unique fragrance was exactly the same as what he had heard about. Looking at the jade slip again, he suddenly felt that No. 7 was really reliable.

Seeing that the tomb ghost was chasing after him again, he quickly increased his speed, rushed into the crack of the abyss, and found the hungry ghost with whom he had traded before.

The simple ritual of giving, coupled with the giving mantra and the giving mudra, can be regarded as a contract. The rain is traded and the evil thoughts are caught by the hungry ghosts.

By the time the tomb ghost with a look of hatred and bitterness came after him again, No. 4 had gathered all the remaining death and yin energy in his body.

"Brother, I'm giving you such death breath."

No. 4 threw the condensed death energy from a distance. Fortunately, he was being chased like a dead dog and had no time to rest or regulate his body to expel the death energy.

Otherwise, if the dead energy does not return, it will be extremely frustrating.

Either he was beaten to death by the tomb ghost, or he killed the tomb ghost and was cursed to death.

The hungry ghost also held a wisp of black energy and handed it to the tomb ghost.

The tomb ghost took the death energy in a serious manner, swallowed it all into his mouth, then held the ball of demonic thoughts that was constantly struggling in his hand, examined it carefully, and swallowed it in one gulp.

The command talisman on his body shone slightly, forcibly suppressing that wisp of evil thoughts.

The tomb ghost stared at No. 4 with a somewhat unkind look, and he groaned.

Number Four didn't understand, and probably knew it wasn't a good word.

The hungry ghost on the side thoughtfully provided translation services.

"He said you are lucky this time and will spare your life.

He had been out for a while and was a little annoyed, so he went back.

Next time I see you, I will beat you to death. "

No. 4 took a deep breath and politely said goodbye.

"Brother, walk slowly. I promise you won't see me again."

Being scolded is nothing, he has a demonic thought attached to him, and because of this wisp of demonic thought, he was chased for more than 80,000 miles by an eighth-level tomb ghost.

Under normal circumstances, he would definitely not be able to hand over that wisp of demonic thought, and he would definitely be dead as a result.

Now I have survived, both dangers have been resolved, and the rest are just minor problems.

The tomb ghost was vomiting all over his face, but he still smiled and asked, "Brother, are you happy to vomit?" If you are not happy, continue.

The tomb ghost didn't pay much attention to him, and snatched all the things back. He felt that he was uncomfortable staying outside, and it would be torture to stay for a moment longer, so he cursed and left quickly.

"You don't need to translate, I probably understand." No. 4 decisively stopped Hungry Ghost's kind translation.

"Okay, if you still need it next time, be sure to come here to see me. I'm a good boy." The hungry ghost waved goodbye to him. He was in a good mood and got a drop of the undiluted nectar solution easily.

After swallowing it, the hungry ghost scratched his head, sniffed, and then immediately rushed to the edge of the cliff, grabbed a hungry ghost who was still digesting, stretched out his hand, pulled the hungry ghost's mouth open, and put his face to sniff. For a long while.

After sniffing dozens of them, he suddenly laughed and quickly climbed out of the abyss crevice along the cliff.

Taking advantage of the darkness, he rushed to Bushi Town. Based on the smell, he came to the back door of the health club and knocked gently.

In the well, a hungry ghost crawled out, put on a suit of clothes skillfully, even put a hood on himself, and came to the back door.

"Who is it? My master is not here. If you have anything minor, I can tell him on my behalf."

"Stop pretending, I am also a hungry ghost. I have something to do with Miss Xianxian." The profiteer hungry ghost outside the door replied angrily.

"Miss Xianxian is not here. I can convey what you want to say on your behalf."

"There is a Hanhan who has a trace of demonic thoughts on his body. The smell is very similar to the ones we came into contact with in the place we went to last time."

"Okay, I will convey this to Miss Xianxian."

"My name is...what is my name? I forgot. Anyway, you remember to say that I discovered it."

"I understand, can I still take your credit?"

The profiteer hungry ghost didn't say anything and left in silence. He began to wonder what his name was, but he just couldn't remember it.

The hungry ghost guarding the door didn't care so much. He knew that doing his own thing was the most important thing. He wouldn't open the door for anyone who came before the master came back.

A few days later, Wu Shuangge and Xian Xian came to the store together to receive the filthy gas buckets and guard the hungry ghosts. They told Xian Xian exactly what had happened and did not take the credit.

In order to ensure that the information was correct, Xianqi went to the profiteer and hungry ghost to ask again.

On the other side, when Yu Ziqing was preparing to set off with Lao Yang, Xianxuan brought back the news.

"What does No. 4 want?"

Yu Ziqing was a little confused, did he always start a group one step ahead?

He had been to the Silver Lake Forbidden Land before, and he probably ran away when he arrived at Yuanci Mountain.

The cave we went to this time was said to be newly discovered, but it was most likely a cave used to suppress a certain part of Old Zhenhuang.

Other monks see no difference between those demonic thoughts, whether they are dead demons, crazy demons, or heavenly demons, there is not much difference.

But for hungry ghosts, the difference in taste is huge. Not to mention the texture, the smell is also different.

Even if the one who went there on the 4th was not a part of the old Zhenhuang that was sealed and suppressed, it was directly related to the demon Zizaitian.

Only with the same origin can the demonic thoughts have such similar smells.

After going to the Silver Lake Forbidden Land, go back and ask No. 4... Forget it, don't look back. With his death-seeking temperament, he might be beaten to death in a few days.

Enter the ring on the seventh floor and contact No. 4.

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay. It's fine. It's better than before."

"Let me ask you something. Did you go to the cave before? Where was it and how did you get in?"

"Well, why are you asking this? That tomb ghost is very stubborn. Forget it, I won't ask. There is a place in Qingzhou, southeast of Dali, that the locals call Mother-in-law Mountain. It is four kilometers away from there. Not far from the city, on the north side of Po Po Mountain, facing a sharp bend in the river, the entrance is about ten feet under the water. "

"Did you encounter any danger inside? Or anything special?"

"No, it was just because there was no danger that I let down my guard and was chased by that tomb ghost."

"Okay, thank you, nothing happens."

Yu Ziqing stood up and wanted to leave, but No. 4 quickly stopped him.

"Don't worry, I'm just looking for you. Can you trade me for a few more drops of nectar?"

"What else are you going to do? Are you okay?"

"Ahem, that's good. It's just this thing. It's easy to use. I'll keep it for self-defense. After all, you know that there might be something dangerous hidden in some places I often go. Others can see it. It's okay to see it, but the demonic thoughts have possessed me, and I didn't notice it. It's too dangerous."

This time, No. 4 was quite frightened. After he went back, he made up for what had happened recently, and he felt more and more that he must have Ganlin.

He actually had some guesses that No. 7 might be from Jinlan Mountain.

Only people from Jinlan Mountain can get the original liquid of Ganlin, and others are reluctant to trade the original liquid outside.

"It's out of stock. It may be available in two months."

All the quota that can be sold this month has been used up.

"Okay, remember to leave a few drops for me."

"OK."

Here I came out from the seventh floor and ventilated the old sheep.

Let’s put this aside for now and talk about it later.

After leaving the forbidden area of ​​Jinlan Mountain, they headed southwest of the wasteland.

This time, they did not take a flying boat, but walked over from the ground.

Yu Ziqing put on a robe and a big hat. The old sheep's white wool had turned black since he went out.

The two of them are dressed like this, one is a fourth-level physical cultivator, the other is a black goat who can speak human words, claiming to be from the seventh floor, it is definitely difficult to expose them.

Ever since No. 7, the guy in charge of the outer seventh floor has died.

And No. 3, the high priest of Baiyang Evil Sacrifice, after they were all dead.

The seventh floor in the eyes of outsiders has all disappeared, and everyone has been hidden.

Yu Ziqing did have something that looked like a roster in his hand, and he didn't want to get his hands on the seventh floor outside.

If all the members of the outer seventh floor were beaten to death, some of them might be unjust, but if every other member was beaten to death, there would definitely be many people who slipped through the net.

There are all kinds of people here who are arrogant and evil. It is simply a cesspool.

How could Yu Ziqing be willing to get involved?

When I have free time in the future, I will crack the suspected roster again and see what is in it.

He is already at the second half of the fourth level of God Refining, so it would be best to try his magical powers on those who are not strong but do many evil things.

The first time he tried his magical powers, there was a bonus, and it only meant a little bit about looking into the future. It had little practical reference meaning. His current strength, when it came to performing retribution, was definitely not that strong.

Playing the role of the duo on the seventh floor, Yu Ziqing and Lao Yang gathered their strength and ran wildly across the land relying on pure physical strength.

After a few days, the surrounding snow became less and less, and the exposed ground could already be seen, and the ground began to become muddy.

Moving forward, the snow disappeared, but there was more and more water on the ground. In the mud pits and swamps, animal carcasses could be seen from time to time, with a corner exposed in the mud.

The air of corruption, mixed with thick water vapor, turned into a poisonous miasma over time, floating over the swamp.

The huge mixture of fog and miasma makes it difficult to see far from here in broad daylight.

"We are almost at the outskirts of the Silver Lake Forbidden Land. We don't want to be detected, so we can only walk on the ground."

The old sheep gave a warning and trampled to death a monster lying in wait in the swamp.

Yu Ziqing took a look and saw that the monster looked like a crocodile, but its head was a rotten human head.

"I see."

The further you go inward, the more monsters you encounter, and the monsters here seem to have suffered a double blow from toxins and radiation.

Their grades are not high, they are all little demons of one or two levels, but each one is more ugly than the other.

Crossing a small lake again, Yu Ziqing noticed something underground as soon as he landed.

Two dry hands stretched out from the soft soil and grabbed Yu Ziqing's legs.

Those sharp nails kept exerting force, as if they wanted to break Yu Ziqing's skin and cut open the flesh.

Yu Ziqing frowned slightly and stamped his foot lightly. The two hands were broken into more than a dozen pieces, and a zombie covered with white hair on the ground was shaken out by him.

All the bones in his body were shattered, and the zombie still wanted to attack.

The old sheep opened his mouth and sprayed a cloud of evil energy on the white ***'s face. The zombie's body shook a few times and then stopped moving.

"A third-level monster has appeared, and it's almost to the outskirts of the Silver Lake Forbidden Land."

"Aren't there clear boundaries in this place?"

"Where does this clear boundary come from? Do you think there are clear boundaries in the Jinlan Mountain forbidden area?

In their division, from the outermost edge of the locust tree forest to another one or two hundred miles away, it is the forbidden area of ​​​​Jinlan Mountain.

It was because of our special circumstances that the boundaries became clear.

Other forbidden areas have no clear boundaries at all. "

Yu Ziqing smacked his lips, realizing that he had asked a somewhat stupid question. There was no way anyone could do surveying and mapping in this damn place.

When encountering third-level monsters, even if you enter the outer reaches of the Silver Lake Forbidden Land, it is already a relatively convenient limit.

"Keep moving forward. You won't be able to wait for that old boy here."

In this place filled with poisonous miasma and breeding of evil swamps, they traveled for two days again and arrived at a pile of rocks, where they waited.

One day later.

Feng Bujue stepped on a green banana leaf, stood three feet above the ground, and floated in from the outside.

Feng Bujue's eyes were covered with a piece of black cloth. He passed by the pile of rocks where Yu Ziqing and Lao Yang were, and he pretended that he didn't see them and drifted towards them.

Yu Ziqing was silent and speechless. This guy was really putting on a show. He said he couldn't see it, but he really couldn't see it.

He didn't know what restrictions those people had made back then that allowed Feng Bujue to take advantage of this loophole.

Yu Ziqing took Lao Yang and followed silently.

The aura of the green banana leaf under Feng Bujue's feet could avoid the monsters here from a distance, making the journey safe and sound.

When he came to a pool, Feng Bujue held up a protective shield and slowly fell into the pool.

When we arrived at the bottom of the pool, we followed the passage below and entered a cave, only to see a large formation operating normally here.

A divine light chain as thick as a man's waist rushed out from the formation and extended into the mountain wall.

Feng Bujue checked the formation, flew out again, spent two or three days, and checked the remaining three hidden formations one after another.

After doing this, Feng Bujue turned around and left.

He didn't even look at Yu Ziqing or say a word during the whole process.

In the end, Yu Ziqing and Lao Yang were left, looking at each other.

"Tell me, what kind of spell did they cast at that time to make him behave like this?"

"There are many methods. Don't underestimate those spells. It's easy to exploit loopholes, but if you are really touched, the consequences will not be small at all. He has taken a lot of risks."

"Then let's start now?"

"Don't worry, I took a look at those formations. The center must be in the Silver Lake. He can be so relaxed. I guess that part must have been sealed and suppressed in the Silver Lake.

Let’s use the environment here to practice cultivation first. I want to use the environment here to survive the thunder tribulation first. "

"Are you going to transform?" This is the only thing Yu Ziqing can think of.

"It's not the same. You'll know when the time comes, and you can follow along.

It just so happens that you have reached the Blood Sea Realm, your energy and blood are stable, your foundation is solid, and you have no problem with basic body training. You can also take advantage of the opportunity to practice another body training method based on the original foundation.

With your current level of body refining, you won't die if you follow the thunder tribulation, which is of great benefit. "

"..."

Yu Ziqing frowned, speechless.

Since when will Thunder Tribulation be possible?

I said before that this place is particularly prone to disasters and very dangerous.

It turns out that Lao Yang meant to deliberately cause thunder disaster here?

Can't these big guys be normal?