The northern wilderness, the Netherworld Ghost Swamp.

The most primitive spiritual power evolved into all things in the world. All things have a bright side and a dark and strange side.

Demonic energy is a variant of spiritual power that evolves to the extreme depths.

On the endless swamp, the gurgling demonic energy evaporated from the dead swamp, forming a rich, light black mist cover that had been shrouded on the swamp all year round. There were also various magic circles of space playing a role on the swamps, causing the light to appear extremely distorted here.

There is a great confusion between distance and direction here. When you first enter it, you must not only resist the invasion of ubiquitous demonic energy, but also adapt to the overall interference of sight and direction.

On a swamp with twisted space, there might be an old monster who has never been out all year round. In the Netherworld Ghost Swamp, there are actually very few demon cultivators, but ghost cultivators are very popular.

The reason is that once the demon cultivators are deeply involved, they will act instinctively like animals. They will not build them. They only have the concept of territory and no designs such as forces or home.

Ghost cultivators are the masters here, and some demon cultivators who are not yet deeply possessed are also hiding here.

No one asks who you are here, and no one cares what you are. Everyone follows the most basic and direct jungle rules in this place where filth is hidden.

It has been more than a month since Su Cheng arrived here.

A normal monk like him, a rare animal in the Netherworld Ghost Swamp, has never disappeared from the moment he entered this place.

Fortunately, Mi Xuan's existence isolates most of the dangers, and the old monsters who can truly bring danger to the two of them are all sinking to the bottom of the swamp all year round. The attributes of the demon cultivator and the ghost cultivator determine that they can only act alone, so they are always in danger.

Ordinary people's subconscious impression of the Netherworld Ghost Swamp is probably a desolation that eliminates filth, haze, danger, etc.

But the fact is not.

If the demon cultivator is an alien that is transforming into a chaotic camp, then the ghost cultivator will naturally belong to the evil orderly camp.

This ghost place is also orderly, and the evil order is also orderly.

Now, Su Chengju, who was hiding under the black robe hood, and Mi Xuan came to the entrance of a swamp magic circle.

Two skeleton ghost servants have tested their waist cards, and the entrance of the magic circle is open, and a ghost fire appears in front of him like a market with stars floating around.

As soon as I walked in, I suddenly felt like I was in a community of tombs.

The space magic array is used to the extreme here. In front of small graves, there are strange and weird signs listed, without the hustle and bustle of the world's market. Ghosts like Su Cheng and Mi Xuan are swaying everywhere.

A ghost servant led the way for the two of them, holding a ghost lamp, and staggeringly walking ahead.

When Su Cheng was feeling nervous, a warm and smooth palm reached into his black robe, and his jade fingers flexed and touched his skin around his waist with greed. Su Cheng quickly held it down and glared at the owner of the hand fiercely.

Mi Xuan doesn't have to pretend like him. The red light in her eyes is the sign of her identity. The breath of the golden elixir isolates most of the trouble and peeping.

It is difficult to mess with demon cultivators. A demon cultivator with golden elixir cultivation is comparable to a golden elixir-stage wild beast. Because they gave up most of the shackles and clinging, they have begun to evolve into combat alertness and instinct like wild beasts. When they fight head-on, they have to fight three to four cultivators of the same level. Although the ghost cultivator has strange methods and is vicious, they are not much better to face the demon cultivator.

Therefore, Mi Xuan is Su Cheng’s biggest amulet here, and it is an unobstructed sign.

However, this sign is becoming increasingly difficult to control. It is greedy, greedy, joy and anger, and sometimes it is not different from time or place.

Su Cheng admitted that Mi Xuan, who was possessed by the devil, was simply a man's kindness, but uncontrollable promiscuity was hindered from her practice.

Mi Xuan laughed and became tighter and tighter, not caring about the surrounding environment. Su Cheng reluctantly resisted her and followed the ghost servant to the entrance of a "grave".

Not to mention using bones and ghost fires to piece together a strange sign, just say that as soon as the two of them walked into the mouth, the space inside suddenly became clear.

Torches shone brightly on the dark space, and rows of containers reminded Su Cheng of his store in Huajianfang.

Four or five skeleton racks split in front of the container, ignoring the two people coming in, floating towards Su Cheng in an empty black robe, two bright and flashing soul fires were hidden in the deep and pitch-black hood.

"Please follow me, two guests."

Su Cheng winked at Mi Xuan again, almost half hugging her and following behind the black-robed ghost cultivator.

I went up a squeaking, rotten staircase and saw an old man dry like a skeleton on the second floor.

"Master, the two guests have arrived!"

If the old man didn't move, he wouldn't feel any vitality, just like a dried corpse.

"You retreat!"

"Here!"

When the ghost cultivator apprentice retreated, the old man squeezed out an extremely ferocious and terrifying smile, raised his hand and pointed at the cushion in front of him, "Please sit down, two."

Su Cheng and Mi Xuan knelt down as they said.

"What you two have asked for is ready. The third-level middle-grade spiritual land can open up dozens of caves. The most wonderful thing is that it is located at the junction of Gui Zang and Qianhuan Valley. The master of Qianhuan Valley has given up, and Gui Zang also uses it as a buffer. It has always been occupied by a group of murderers who are not tolerated in the world of monks. Now we have taken action and are ready to take action."

"How is the price?" Su Cheng asked.

"The third-level spiritual land is worth a lot, with 100,000 magic spirit stones and 200,000 spirit stones. You can rent them for a hundred years."

Su Cheng felt a burst of soreness when he heard this.

Let’s not talk about the magic spirit stones or something, but I have heard of them but have never seen them before. I will talk about these 200,000 spirit stones.

It is not the first order, nor the second order, but the third order.

I sold the Bibo Gate up and down, but I couldn't get one tenth of this number.

The old man from Ghost Cultivator seemed to know Su Cheng’s predicament, and smiled extremely ugly, saying, “Of course, if this friend is willing to serve us for a hundred years, these fees can naturally be cancelled.”

How could Su Cheng agree to this condition?

"Then don't have a spiritual land, just find a place where you can hide in the ghost swamp."

Originally, looking for Lingshan was also considered for Bibo Gate, with the idea of ​​cunning rabbit three holes. What kind of spiritual land is needed for the original body? As long as it is only remote enough, it is best to have no disturbance to death.

Who knows.

As soon as he said something, the old man immediately changed his face.

He didn't even have the excitement of greetings again. He waved his black robe and turned into a stream of black smoke and left.

Fortunately, the ghost cultivator took his place, spread a map in front of Su Cheng, and threw a pen impatiently.

On the map, the uninhabited lands in the Kenzo are classified into categories, not only the location but also the price.
Chapter completed!