Who said I can't spoil my wife

A month later, a spacecraft in the opening stage slowly entered Qingyang Mountain.

Qingyang Mountain stretches for hundreds of miles, with one main peak and more than a dozen secondary peaks around it. There are restrictions on the mountain and it is hard to see clearly, but the large and small residential areas around the mountain and countless spiritual fields are enough to dazzle everyone on the spaceship.

"fall!"

Following a shout from the disciples of Qingyangmen, the spaceship descended slowly and stopped on the huge square in front of the mountain gate of Qingyangmen.

"Brother Yue, Tongzhou has taken in a total of 760 nine preparatory disciples, all brought here today. This is the roster..."

"En." Yue Suifeng took the roster: "The time is just right, take it down first to familiarize yourself with the surrounding environment, and start tomorrow."

"Yes."

Yi Gui and most of the others followed the disciples of Qingyangmen towards the place where the preparatory disciples lived, and casually glanced at Yue Suifeng during the process.

Name: Yue Suifeng.

Age: 26.

Cultivation: Middle Foundation Establishment Stage.

Spirit root: golden water.

Luck: 71. 【Superior】

Special Carry: None.

This data can at least praise young and promising.

To prepare the student's residence, Yi Gui shared a room with Yang Yuzhou, and Su Hui shared a room with another Su family disciple. When the Qingyangmen disciple left, Yang Yuzhou and Su Hui whispered.

"Su Hui, are you all right?"

This is about sharing the same room with the disciples of the Su family.

"It's only for one night, it's fine." Su Hui replied lightly.

Yi Gui's mind was not here, he went outside to the place selling news and bought three jade slips and came back: "Here. Let's understand the situation first."

At this time, the news sold outside is aimed at the preparatory disciples, the jade slips are pasted to the forehead, and the spiritual thread is inserted into the head directly.

The order of recruitment of each sect and hall of Qingyangmen, the inspection and requirements of spiritual roots, the display of specialties, etc., in addition to normal people, ghost repair halls and demon repair halls will also show up at the opening of the mountain. In the end, those who were not admitted Preparing disciples can also stay in the city outside Qingyang Mountain to practice, waiting for the next opportunity. The details make people feel as if they have already been recruited once.

"It turned out to be like this." Yang Yuzhou smiled knowingly.

Su Hui looked around: "It turns out that most of the surrounding cities and spiritual fields are being taken care of by the preparatory disciples waiting to open the mountain."

Yang Yuzhou took a deep breath: "The aura outside the mountain is so strong, isn't the aura on the mountain even more intense?"

"That goes without saying, didn't the news say that there are several spiritual veins underground in Qingyangmen?"

"Haha, yes."

The two talked and laughed, but Yi Gui remained silent for a while.

"Yi Gui, what's wrong with you?" Su turned his head and asked.

Yi Gui regained his composure, put the jade slips into the storage bag, and smiled with the corner of his mouth: "It's nothing."

He didn't tell anyone about his four spiritual roots, but everyone will know about it when the mountain opens tomorrow, and the news said that Qingyangmen's requirements for spiritual roots are not low.

"Yi Gui, if you need our help with anything, you are welcome to tell us directly." Yang Yuzhou reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

"Yes, let's find a solution together if there is any difficulty." Su Hui looked at Yi Gui and said.

"It's okay." Yi Gui shook his head, they couldn't help him with this matter: "I'll go around, how about you?"

"I'll accompany you." Su Hui said immediately.

Yang Yuzhou blinked, and the awkward feeling came again: "I won't go, be careful, the mountain will open tomorrow, you understand."

Yi Gui smiled: "Understood, don't worry."

Along the way today, they met tens of thousands of people, all of whom were honest and honest. At this juncture, Qingyangmen didn't want to cause trouble, so of course they would be obedient.

...Well, to take back the foreword, when there are too many people, there will always be someone who ignores the rules.

Outside the trading market and magic weapon shop: a little girl is holding a sledgehammer, thunder and lightning are ringing; another boy is wearing a special three-claw hook and will not give up.

The sledgehammer was thrown out, and the three-claw hook met it, and the surrounding monks quickly retreated, leaving a large space.

Yi Gui looked up.

Girl Tang Yi, nine years old, eighth-level qi training, mutated thunder spirit root, no problem entering the inner gate of Qingyangmen without any accidents.

Young Geng Shuo, aged fifteen, cultivated to the eighth level of Qi training, with wood and fire dual spiritual roots, he could reach the eighth level of Qi training at the age of 15, and he could enter Qingyangmen without any accidents.

Su turned his head and asked casually, "Why did the two of them fight?"

Immediately, someone with troubles next to him said: "To fight for a Soul Gathering Pot. It is a good thing specially for the newly transferred ghost cultivators."

Su Hui was surprised: "Ghost Xiu!!"

He had heard stories about ghost cultivators and demon cultivators, but he had never seen them.

"Hehe, did you see the soul-gathering bells on those two people? That's also used by ghost cultivators." The person next to him explained again.

Su Hui was shocked.

Yi Gui was also confused by the shock. He knew the common sense of ghost cultivators. Ghost cultivators who had successfully transferred to a higher level would be able to appear in daylight like normal people, but they were still ghost cultivators. Nourish your soul with nourishing artifacts like the Soul Bell and Soul Pot.

... Uh, let’s talk about the present first, that is to say, each of these two people has a ghost on their backs!

But his truth cannot see the existence of living souls!

The seed sensed the host's thoughts and explained: [Host, the real eye can see things that do not belong to this world. Ghost cultivation exists in this world, so the real eye can't see it. 】

【I know! 】He just wanted to sigh with emotion, if only he could see this.

[…] It’s good to know, as long as the host doesn’t say it’s bad.

Boom!

The sledgehammer and the three-claw hook collided again, and neither would let the other.

"That's enough!!!" An old voice came from the shop, and the two of them were separated by the sound: "I won't sell this Soul Gathering Pot anymore, get out!"

As soon as the word "roll" fell, the little girl and boy were blown far away by a strong airflow from the store, leaving only the sound of "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh——"

"..."

The surroundings fell silent for an instant.

After a while, it became lively again, as if the incident between the little girl and the boy had never happened.

Yi Gui stepped into this magic weapon shop called Tongsouwukai.

"The guests who come in can look at it casually, just take whatever they want to buy, no one is cheating!"

"Okay, shopkeeper, don't worry, we are definitely different from the two just now, and we will never fight."

"Hahaha, that's it."

Yi Gui stood behind the others, looked around slowly, and his eyes fell on the Soul Gathering Pot placed in a remote place.

The surface of the palm-sized soul-gathering pot is slightly rough, with more than a dozen bells hanging on the dark black body, and complicated inscriptions are engraved in the rare gaps.

He walked in, stretched out his hand out of nowhere, and put his fingertips on the Soul Gathering Pot. Suddenly, he only felt the strength in his body flow out from his fingers, and a soft halo at the fingertips instantly sank into the pot, as quickly as a slap in the face. It was an illusion, but he obviously felt extremely tired.

Immediately afterwards, there was only a clang, and the soul gathering pot turned around a few times in place, and when you looked closely, the dark black turned into a steep black.

"Yi Gui." Su Hui called out softly, and helped the person who almost fell sideways.

"..." Yi Gui supported Su Hui's body, looking at his fingertips in surprise, what's going on?

All the other cultivators who heard the movement looked over: "Oh, it's the Soul Gathering Pot again!!"

The shopkeeper's eyes widened and he looked at him: "..."

At the same time, in the inner room of Tongsouwuju shop, the old man with white beard suddenly threw the flagon: "Hey——!!????"