Chapter 302: You should rebuild it!
“You guys really are…”
Feng Qing'an stretched out his hand and tapped his forehead, not knowing what to say.
"What's wrong? Aren't you afraid? Or do you not believe what I say?"
Seeing Feng Qingan's reaction, Hua Qingyu was a little dissatisfied.
"It's not that I don't believe it, but this is not my first time to come to this ghost town. This is indeed the first time I've heard of the Ghost King Wujiu that you mentioned. I think I know the king better, but I've never heard that she has such a ghost under her command."
"That Ghost King Wujiu is dealing with some shady activities that other ghosts cannot tolerate for the Lord of the Ghost Country, so if you don't do something, it will be difficult for you to meet that Ghost King. But now you have killed someone's offspring in the street, so you have naturally offended him."
Hua Qingyu explained. His expression, behavior, and proficiency made Feng Qingan feel dazed, as if he was an outsider, and the guy in front of him was a native of the capital, who knew everything.
"You know too much about this!"
Feng Qing'an couldn't help but mutter something. It sounded like this Ghost King was the leader of some secret organization. But he could see through the father of a person just through his offspring. There was no secret at all. It was too much.
"Xingxiu Dao has mastered the Ziwei Dou Shu, and Hua Qingyu has inherited this technique and has already understood its true meaning. It's just a matter of calculating a ghost. What's the difficulty?"
The strange figure also explained at this moment, and the girl puffed out her chest proudly, and Feng Qingan nodded seriously. This was indeed a good person to make friends with, and they could be on good terms with each other.
"No more?"
After stopping and waiting for a while, he found that there was no further news about the anchovy, and he suddenly became a little angry.
"what else?"
The strange figure was also a little confused.
"Go on? Is this all I have to say? Ziwei Dou Shu is just a trivial magical power I have mastered. I also have several other great magical powers that are worth mentioning."
“…”
The strange figure suddenly fell silent, not knowing what to say. Then he turned his gaze to Feng Qingan and spoke more.
"Aren't you leaving yet? If you continue to stay here, the Ghost King will come looking for you. Even if you have the means to deal with it, this is the capital of the Ghost Kingdom. There are countless Ghost Kings hiding here. There is not only a Ghost King, but also a Ghost Immortal. If you resist, you will definitely not end well."
"I'm leaving now, but before I go, can I ask you what you are planning to do here? I'm quite familiar with this place, and maybe I can help you."
Feng Qingan asked directly. From what they said, it seemed that there were more than just the two of them who had sneaked into the capital. This group of guys with extraordinary backgrounds, hiding in the Ghost Country, might cause a big mess. Even Donghuang might not be able to handle it, after all, their backgrounds were too big.
"Why are you asking these questions ? Are you colluding with the ghosts? After asking about our purpose, you turn around and tell on us?"
The elusive and strange figure no longer circled around Feng Qingan, because he found that no matter how he changed his shape, the black cat with golden pupils on the shoulder of the young man in white would stare at him closely.
"You all have this kind of background. Even if I go to find ghosts and tell them, will it be useful?"
Feng Qing'an laughed. Just by listening to that fragment of description, he could conclude that in the underworld, there was only the Ghost Kingdom suppressed by the ghost immortals. In front of such a behemoth as the Xingxiu Dao, it was nothing.
"Of course it's useless, so you'd better not do anything unwise."
The strange figure warned Feng Qing'an. As soon as he saw Feng Qing'an for the first time, he disliked this guy and felt an indescribable disgust.
"What's there to hide? We are here to look for treasure. Fellow Daoist Wenren of Danding Sect has a key, but we don't know where it came from.
It just so happened that a group of us Taoist disciples were gathering to discuss and exchange ideas, and someone discovered that this secret key was used to open a secret ruin, and this secret realm was in the underworld, so we all came here. "
Hua Qingyu didn't care and told Feng Qingan the purpose of their visit directly.
Unlike that strange figure, the true disciple of the Xingxiu Dao found Feng Qing'an particularly pleasing to the eye at first sight, and had an almost instinctive sense of closeness to him. It was precisely for these reasons that he did not even recognize Feng Qing'an's identity, but only confirmed that he was a living person, and then took him away.
"You, a bunch of Taoist disciples, got together to discuss the law, and then someone happened to have an unidentifiable key. As you were pondering and researching, you came to the Netherworld?"
Feng Qing'an's expression at this moment was indescribably strange and subtle.
What do these Taoist geniuses think of the Netherworld? You know, some cultivators, even if they have passed the tribulation and become human immortals, will not easily set foot in such a dangerous place.
But this group of guys just gathered together, discussed a few things casually, and then went on an adventure without any preparation. Are all the Taoist geniuses so casual and free? This is too cool and unrestrained, which makes people envious.
"Yes, that's it."
Hua Qingyu gave Feng Qingan a thumbs up.
"The entrance to the secret ruins you found is in the Ghost Country of Youhuang? It's in this capital city?"
Feng Qing'an's expression became even more strange. If this was true, then he would have to find Dong Huang and have a good talk. It was too outrageous that there was a relic hidden right under their noses and it hadn't been discovered yet.
Even if there is no key to open the door, but the door cannot be opened normally, can't it be forced open violently?
"That's not the case. The entrance to this secret place is somewhere else. It's just that the key in the hands of the Wenren Zhenchuan is incomplete, only half. The other half, according to my deduction, should be in the treasure house of the Lord of this Ghost Country. Moreover, in addition to the key, if you want to enter the secret place, you need to sacrifice ten Ghost Kings."
"So that's how it is. We hid here to get the king's treasure. What you did is much more serious than me killing a ghost king's heir. You are really too bold!"
Feng Qingan finally understood the reason and intention of these guys after hearing the unreserved explanation from the master of Xingxiu Dao. He felt slightly relieved.
"It's okay, it's okay."
Hua Qingyu immediately laughed triumphantly.
"How many of you have been introduced to the true disciples? They are all hiding in the ghost town now. Why can't we see any trace of them?"
"Don't we need to sacrifice ten ghost kings? So we are competing to see who can get the other half of the key from the treasury of that country leader first. At the same time, we can suppress the ghost kings without attracting the attention of that country leader and make up the sacrifice."
Hua Qingyu introduced the strange figure in detail to Feng Qingan while staring at him in amazement.
"Hua Zhen Chuan, what are you doing?"
Because the actions of this Xingxiu Dao master were so shocking, the strange figure's mind was stunned for a moment. After he reacted, he realized that there was no point in stopping him because everything that needed to be said had been said.
He admitted that the magical powers and mana of this true disciple of the Xingxiu Dao were worthy of the fifth place in the true sect, but the way she behaved was just like a little girl who had never seen the world. She would never answer any questions asked.
"What's the big deal? Didn't you just say that this guy, uh, even if he goes to tell on us, it will only add some fun to us."
The bluefish looked nonchalant.
"But Hua Zhenchuan, you still don't know his name or origin. He just said that he is a casual cultivator, but do you think this is credible?"
The strange figure gradually revealed itself, revealing a thin and tall young man. He felt that it would be meaningless to stay with this Hua Zhenchuan, even if he tried his best to hide his whereabouts.
"He didn't lie."
Hua Qingyu's tone was very affirmative.
"He has no master, so he is indeed a casual cultivator."
"you……"
The thin young man who was about to say something was suddenly stunned. Only then did he realize that the Hua Zhenchuan in front of him was a genius who had mastered the "Purple Star Astrology" and even turned it into his own innate magical talisman.
Is this kind of person really an ignorant girl who answers whatever others ask? Her words and actions must be carefully considered. Perhaps she has glimpsed a corner of the future, so she has made plans in advance. In this case, it is understandable that seemingly abnormal behavior.
Thinking of this, the thin young man, whose whereabouts had already been revealed, looked at Feng Qingan with a very different look.
"What's your name?"
"You can't figure it out?"
Feng Qing'an asked curiously. He was both curious and wary of the art of divination.
"I can only confirm whether what you said is true or false. As for calculating your name, if you are willing to take off the jade pendant on your waist, I can try."
The girl pointed at the seemingly ordinary jade pendant on Feng Qingan's waist.
"Feng Qing'an, I have no sect or school, I am just a wandering cultivator who wants to travel the world. I would like to ask for your guidance."
Feng Qing'an cupped his hands. As for the girl's words asking him to put on the jade pendant, he pretended not to hear it. How could he possibly take it off? Once this thing was taken off, all the ghosts in this ghost town would riot. Then, Donghuang would have no choice but to massacre the whole city.
"Are you really a casual cultivator?"
The thin young man stared at Feng Qingan in disbelief.
"What? What's the problem?"
Feng Qingan asked back with a gentle smile.
“It’s a big problem.”
The young man looked Feng Qing'an up and down as if he was looking at a monster from the wilderness.
It’s not that a casual cultivator cannot practice Taoism, but the upper limit of their achievement is there. If one wants to achieve something in practice, Dharma, companions, wealth, and land are all indispensable. How many of these can a casual cultivator gather?
However, although this guy in front of him has a secret treasure that can conceal his aura, from the subtle movements of his hands and feet, the disturbance and attraction of the surrounding spiritual energy, no matter how you look at it, he has the aura that only the genius of a big sect can have.
It was for this reason that Feng Qingan, who had said from the beginning that he was a casual cultivator, had aroused his vigilance. But now the true disciple of Xingxiu Dao had taken the initiative to endorse him and acknowledged his identity as a casual cultivator, which was very outrageous.
If a casual cultivator could reach the same level as these Taoist geniuses, wouldn't it seem like they, who have everything, are useless in comparison?
"Feng Qing'an, what are you doing in the Netherworld? Are you doing the same as us?"
Hua Qingyu asked curiously.
The reason why she told Feng Qing'an everything he asked was just to follow her heart, or it could be said that it was an act of instinct. When she came to her senses in advance, she realized that something was wrong. After thinking about it carefully, she found that it was the magical talismans she had practiced that influenced her to do so.
As long as she tells the person in front of her everything she wants to do in the underworld, she will gain all kinds of conveniences in the subsequent situations, and no matter what she does, it will be a natural success.
"No, the netherworld is an evil land for you, but for me now, it is a blessed land that is hard to find in the world."
Feng Qing'an stretched out his hand, and wisps of gray mist surged out from his palm, merging with the ubiquitous yin energy around him, seemingly without any change.
However, these two Taoist geniuses both had stern expressions at this moment. Zhou Shen's magic power surged and boiled, and he reacted in an instant.
"Is this the pulse you cultivated?"
Unlike the ignorant Elder Zadan of the Yinhun Sect, Hua Qingyu recognized at a glance what the gray mist surging out of Feng Qing'an's palm meant.
"yes."
"First rank?"
There was some uncertainty in the girl's tone at this time, while Feng Qingan just smiled and said nothing.
Even though he didn't know the general level of this group of Taoist geniuses who had infiltrated, through communication with Dong Huang, he knew that even among the top Taoists, the geniuses who could condense the pulse of the immortal grade were rare, and for most of the Taoist disciples, condensing the pulse of the first grade was enough.
"What a pity, Feng Qingan, you've taken the wrong path."
Although it can be judged that Feng Qing'an's grade is not low, there is no envy in the girl's eyes. Instead, it is full of regret, as if she saw with her own eyes a top-grade uncut jade that is about to be destroyed.
"So you are really a casual cultivator. What a pity."
Not only the girl, but even the thin young man next to her, looked at Feng Qingan with a little more pity.
"What do you mean?"
Such a look really made Feng Qing'an feel annoyed, although he could also guess the general reason.
"You are not practicing the orthodox method of our human race. This is a side method that came from the netherworld. It is difficult to achieve the right result. You have such a good talent, but you actually wasted it on this. Alas, are all the immortal sects in Nanhua Continent blind?"
Hua Qingyu couldn't help but clench his fists. It was really heartbreaking to see with his own eyes a human being with extraordinary talent walking on the wrong path and achieving extremely high achievements.
"Well, I can't blame them. It was my own choice."
Feng Qingan coughed dryly and explained.
"Feng Qing'an, how old are you this year? If you are not too old, you can start over. If your life span is not enough, I can go find the true disciple of Danding Sect and ask him to refine a furnace of longevity pills."
