The Establishment and Development of Chunyang Palace in the Realm of Cultivation

The outer city of Wangshan City, the lower city.There was a loss of order here many years ago. Due to certain factors, the forces of the city lord's mansion also turned a blind eye to this place, killing people and extorting goods. Dark transactions are commonplace in such a place, and the residents who have settled here have long been familiar with it. Strange.But on the surface, the lower city is still prosperous, not even inferior to the inner city.

The cultivators who came and went, and the ordinary people who did not have the ability to practice for a living, intertwined and merged, and no one knew how many ulterior deals were made secretly under the noisy market.At a corner of the street, a tall and sturdy robed casual cultivator cast a contemptuous glance at the middle-aged man who was setting up a street stall. He didn't care about the other party's begging look at all, and casually tossed a small gadget in his hand, ups and downs, making people dazzled.

"Your things are worthless. Even if you buy them, they won't be worth the price of a meal. I'm kind enough to save you from waiting. You can take these three rough stones and do a good deed." The monk said. With high-sounding words, he threw three dusty stones at the stall owner's feet, put the objects that fell back into his hand again into his pocket, and walked away.

"Master monk! The price of my heirloom is clearly marked. I can't sell it for three low-grade spirit stones! You can't let me lose money, right?" Tattered sleeves, such a small amount of money is not enough to fit between the teeth, how could the other party buy his goods.

That cultivator was suddenly dragged away, and he was still an ordinary person who could not practice Taoism!Then the anger came up.Turning around, he opened the stall owner's hand: "You are so courageous! This cultivator is looking at your things to save face, not to mention buying and selling with you. You are not grateful to Dade, but you are so greedy! That's okay! , today I will teach you a lesson, so that you can understand what respect is!"

After finishing speaking, the monk slapped the stall owner on the chest.Although this palm did not use any spiritual power, it came from a cultivator who had already entered the Taoist sect. How could he bear it with the ordinary body of the stall owner?A glaring mouthful of blood spurted out, and the person who was still fine just now fell to the ground straight.

"Remember this lesson well! Don't be shameless!" The monk said righteously, but he picked up the rough stones thrown to the stall owner one by one, put them back in the purse, and dusted the ragged robes Hui Hui swaggered away.

The stall owner still vomited blood, but the assailant walked away, but the bustling crowd around him didn't look sideways. At best, he was glad that this bad thing didn't happen to him.This kind of thing is simply a common sideshow in leisure time, not worth mentioning, and the past is also in the past.But today, things are different.

The cultivator didn't take a few steps away from the booth, but suddenly stopped, without any warning, his whole body trembled, his limbs twitched, and then he fell limp on the ground.The monk tightly strangled his neck, opened his mouth wide, and tried his best to breathe. He could almost see his throat, but he could only make a horrible ho-hoo sound.Beads of sweat were all over his head, his face and lips were cyanotic, his eyes were protruding, bloodshot all over his face, his whole body quickly turned gray and curled up into a ball.

One can imagine the extreme pain. Today, the crowd who were watching the excitement immediately backed away and whispered to each other in panic, but no one stepped forward, let alone extended a helping hand.It didn't take long for the monk to lose his voice, and lay on the ground with a haggard face. Someone who was bold kicked the monk's body carefully, but the touch under his feet was like a puddle of mud, soft and rotten.

"This guy is dead!" said the man in horror, jumping up.

There was an uproar around him, and he died for no reason without warning. The description before his death was still so horrifying, and panic immediately permeated the air.

At this time, the stall owner who had been beaten to the ground came over staggeringly, sat down in front of the dead monk, tried his best to tear off the clothes of the dead, and found out the goods that were bought by force before, without any hesitation. He mercilessly took away all valuables from the other party, and finally spat bloodshot spittle on the dead monk's face.

"Short-lived ghost, if you have a life, you deserve it!" After cursing the monk, the stall owner hugged the things he picked up from the monk, and staggered away.But he didn't see a few hooligan-like people among the crowd watching the excitement staring at his leaving back with malicious intent.

Three days later, rumors about the horror of death spread throughout the lower city. Since the monk who died the first time, four more people died one after another. , the three gangsters who intend to snatch the treasure.When the body of the deceased was found, except that the stall owner was beaten to death by greedy gangsters, the gangsters died in the same manner as the monk, all with haggard faces and curled up in a ball.

It was so obvious that everyone could see it. The first monk who died bought the stall owner's treasure, and the stall owner took the treasure back, but he became greedy, but eventually died of greed. The previous treasure has become a treasure. Ominous thing.But the biggest problem is that that ominous thing has lost its trace, no one knows where it is, and what's more frightening is that no one even knows what it looks like!At the beginning, people in the market did not pay attention to the appearance of the treasure, and their impression was very vague.

Now things are difficult to deal with. Almost everyone in the lower city is checking whether there are any unknown items in their homes. For a while, everyone is in danger.

With a rattling sound, the rough teacup was placed on the table: "Does the shop owner know where the dead bodies have gone?" A deep voice sounded, asking about the traces of the dead bodies.

"They are all people who have no relatives and no reason to eat. Where can the corpses go? If they meet someone with a good heart, they will dig a hole in the mass grave and bury them. Otherwise, it is normal to expose the corpse in the wilderness. Why, does this adult want to go?" Take a look?" The old shopkeeper with a mottled beard leisurely glanced at the four people who were drinking tea in his bleak tea shop.

"Catch up with interest, why, is there any taboo?" Another slender monk threw a peanut into his mouth and asked frivolously.

"That's not true, it's just that there are very evil rumors there, saying that if you go there, you will die, and if you don't die, you will be injured. We ordinary people dare not go, but in my opinion, several adults are very skilled, so we are not afraid of these words. . " The old shopkeeper is old and sophisticated, and he opens his mouth to compliment, and he doesn't say anything.At least the lanky man smiled smugly.

After inquiring about the route to the mass grave from the knowledgeable old shopkeeper of the tea shop, the four of them left behind a rich supply of tea and left.These four people are none other than Qi Yu and his party who came all the way to find the spirit devouring insects.

"But spirit devouring insects are causing trouble?" Hu Po asked with a worried expression on her face.

"I haven't seen the body yet, so I can't confirm it yet." Although Qi Yu is still holding his breath for these three demon cultivators these days, they are paying for the disaster they caused, and they are not so repulsive. Death by insects, the biggest characteristic is that the spiritual source in the body is exhausted, and it is extremely easy to decay, after all, you can understand it when you see the corpse."

"Hey, what are you doing, go away!" Lu Dan resolutely disagreed with Qi Yu, left behind and was still listening to Qi Yu's analysis, and strode away.

A Quan, who was behind, clenched his fists, obviously unable to bear Lu Dan's unteachable temper.But for the sake of the overall situation, he still endured it, and then called everyone to leave.

Mass burial mounds are outside the city in a stretch of hills, and the slopes are not like slopes. The shady side of the soil bag, even on bright sunny days, it is gloomy and cool.Withered branches and fallen leaves all over the place, weird and twisted low bushes are growing randomly, there are newly dug earth bags, graves covered with grass, and even corpses wrapped in half-rotten flesh, all exposed in such a big way on the surface.But the ghostly atmosphere here did not affect everyone's search for the corpse.

"Qi Yu, look here." From a distance, A Quan called out, and Qi Yu hurriedly walked over to check.

Those were a few corpses wrapped in straw mats, which looked very fresh.Qi Yu stretched out his hand to lift the straw mat, A Quan stopped him, picked up a dead branch, and started to push the straw mat away, exposing the corpse wrapped inside.At this moment, Hu Po and Lu Dan also surrounded her.

Under the straw mat was a corpse that had already begun to rot. It was called decay rather than corruption, because the corpse was like a crispy dead leaf, which turned into rice powder with a light touch.It's just that he fiddled with the corpse's hand, half of the palm was broken, the belt and bone were broken, and it was the same with several other corpses.

Qi Yu took a look at the skinny and hideous corpse, and finally confirmed that it was caused by spirit devouring insects: "I am so withered that I can no longer feel the existence of spiritual energy."

In the realm of comprehension, no matter whether it is a monk or an ordinary person, they all possess aura, the only difference is the amount of aura, and aura has also become an important part of maintaining life in this world.This is a common physique formed under the influence of the continuous aura that fills the heaven and the earth in the entire realm of comprehension.Spiritual energy is not the same as spiritual power. Spiritual power can only exist and be used by monks. It is very active in nature, while spiritual energy is passively attached to any living or inanimate things.

Spirit-eating insects are not picky, as long as they are on people, no matter spiritual power or spiritual energy, he can consume them all.When all the aura in the body disappears, it is conceivable that the limbs and face will wither, and even die. When the human body loses the most nourishing aura, it is like losing a lot of blood. How can it live well?

Back in the city, the terrified residents of the lower city didn't know what kind of terrifying monster they were about to face.Thinking of this, Qi Yu wished to kill Lu Dan, turned his head and saw that deer was still wandering around and looking around, and immediately burned with anger.As soon as the eyes are closed, three demon cultivators are cultivating against one person, and the fool also knows that there is no advantage, so he simply ignores it.

Thousands of miles away in Zhenzhu Lake, Zheng Haoran broke out of the water, his hair was handsome, and he coughed a few times as he was choked by the water. Looking at it and smiling, I couldn't help but feel the joy of the rest of my life after a catastrophe.