Cultivation of Immortality: Start by Improving Spiritual Root Qualifications

Chapter 888: First time entering the ghost world, the Ghost King of Wangchuan?
Zhou Xun's figure flashed and passed through the twisted space crack, and was instantly surrounded by a biting cold air.

The scene in front of me suddenly changed. The originally clear sky turned into a dark red dome. A blood moon hung high in the sky, emitting a strange light.

Coming again, Zhou Xun was already very experienced.
Zhou Xun clasped his hands together and activated the "Purple Thunder Art" in his body. Strands of purple lightning traveled through his meridians, burning all the evil spirits that had seeped into his body.

"What a strong ghost spirit!"

Lu Changan's exclamation came from the side.

This incarnation monk has now transformed into a ghost with a green face and fangs.

Looking ahead, I saw that the land of the ghost world was a sickly gray-black color, with some faint blue plants growing sporadically on the ground, and the edges of the leaves were glowing like phosphorescence.

In the distance, several strangely shaped peaks pierced the sky like the fangs of giant beasts. The surface of the mountains was covered with honeycomb-like holes, from which dark red mist continuously seeped out.

"Get out of here first."

Zhou Xun whispered that the Yaksha Ghost King he disguised himself as had a ferocious face, with black mist wrapped around his horns, exactly the same as the ghost king he killed in his memory.

Then I made some adjustments.
Hide the breath at the second level.

The last time I entered the ghost world, I transformed into the Yaksha King. Unexpectedly, I ran into an acquaintance.
This led to his exposure, and now he will certainly not make the same mistake again.

The three of them quickly left the vicinity of the crack.

After choosing a direction to rush in, a month passed quickly.
The scene in front of me became more and more desolate. Under the dark red sky, the gray-black land was barren of grass, with only a few scattered blue will-o'-the-wisp grasses swaying in the wind.

"This ghost world is more vast than I imagined."

Lu Chang'an stroked his long beard, and the ghostly aura on his dark green Taoist robe disappeared without a trace when he shook it off.

"careful!"

Zhou Xun's eyes flashed like lightning, and he suddenly raised his hand to signal to stop.

A hundred feet ahead, a black shadow was crawling in the crevice of the rock, making a "gurgling" swallowing sound.

"This is..." The Blood Demon Ancestor's scarlet pupils shrank slightly, "A ghost beast?"

The monster looked like a jackal, but had three eyes and six legs. Its body was covered with black scales, and a row of sharp bone spurs protruded from its back.

At this moment, it was tearing into the remains of an unknown creature, and smelly black liquid was dripping from between its teeth.

"I didn't expect that there are such stupid and evil creatures in the ghost world."

Now that he is disguised as the Yaksha Ghost King, he naturally cannot use thunder magic.

With a thought, the Thousand Illusions Mask began to heat up slightly, and the magic power flowing in his body simulated the evil aura unique to the ghost clan.

Zhou Xun clasped his hands together, and a dark ghost spear condensed in his palms.

"go with!"

The spear broke through the air, with a piercing scream, and went straight for the ghost beast's head.

The monster raised its head alertly, its six bloodshot eyes lit up at the same time, and it opened its mouth and spewed out a fishy wind.

"boom!"

The ghostly spear collided with the fishy wind, causing a dull roar. Zhou Xun snorted coldly, and his figure flashed behind the monster like a ghost, and his right hand turned into a claw and fiercely dug into its back.

"Pfft-"

Five fingers penetrated the armor like a knife cutting tofu. When they were pulled out, a thumb-sized black crystal appeared in the palm of his hand, with a faint phosphorescent glow on the surface.

The ghost beast fell to the ground with a loud bang, and after twitching a few times, it was no longer alive.

"The strength of this ghost is comparable to that of a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul!"

"And my current strength, even if I simulate the ghost clan, can be compared with the peak of the Nascent Soul!"

"It's enough to walk in this ghost world!"

Then he set his eyes on the crystal in front of him.

Although we don't know its function, it should be similar to the inner elixir of monsters and are some kind of treasures!

"In this case, the corpse of this ghost must be of considerable value!"

After thinking for a moment, Zhou Xun took out the spine, and after several rounds of refining, it turned into a nine-foot-long black spear.

"Keep looking forward."

Two months later, somewhere deep in a canyon.

"The forty-seventh one."

Zhou Xun shook off the black blood on his hands. At his feet lay a ghost beast shaped like a giant python. The monster was more than thirty feet long, with hundreds of pairs of sharp claws on its abdomen. At this moment, its head was pierced by a pitch-black spear!
The Blood Demon Ancestor floated in the air, exclaiming in amazement:
"I didn't expect you to be able to imitate the ghost tribe's magical powers so well. The 'ghost claw' move you just used would make even the real Yaksha King applaud."

Zhou Xun said nothing and bent over to take out the ghost crystal.

This crystal is diamond-shaped, a circle larger than the previous ones, and has blood-colored lines flowing on the surface.

Suddenly, there was a faint ghostly aura coming from afar. The three of them looked at each other, then tacitly restrained their breath and sneaked over.

After climbing over a low hill, the view suddenly opened up.

In the basin, more than ten ghost beasts resembling mandrills were besieging a group of ghosts. The ghosts were all wearing gray-white linen clothes and had a single horn on their foreheads. At this moment, they formed a defensive formation with their backs to each other, but two of them had already fallen in a pool of blood.

"It looks like a caravan." Lu Changan narrowed his eyes.

Zhou Xun's eyes swept across the battlefield, and suddenly his pupils shrank.

At the outermost edge of the caravan, a ghost girl who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old was being forced into a dead corner of the rock wall by three ghost beasts.

The horn on her head was broken in half, her pale face was covered in blood, and the bone staff in her hand had long been broken.

"What do you mean?" Blood Demon Ancestor,

"I was just worrying about how to integrate into the ghost world. Isn't this a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?" Zhou Xun's eyes were burning.
"Yes, it is indeed a good opportunity, but Xue Li and I will not show up!"

Before Zhou Xun could answer, he saw Lu Chang'an had taken out a green wooden token.

The old man tapped the token with his fingertips, and it began to emit a strong ghostly aura. No one could tell that it was actually a treasure of the human race.

After doing all this, Lu Changan turned into a stream of green light and flew in.
Zhou Xun then hung it around his waist.

The Blood Demon Ancestor also flew back into the Blood Demon Bag.

After doing all this, Zhou Xun turned his gaze towards the ghost caravan in the distance.

The ghost girl was in danger and was about to be killed by the ghost beast.

Zhou Xun's figure flashed and he rushed towards the girl like an arrow.

"Roar--"

The ghost beast in the front noticed the movement, and its six bloodshot eyes locked onto Zhou Xun at the same time.

This monster was about two meters tall, shaped like a giant ape but with a scorpion tail. At this moment, it was raising its millstone-sized claws to slap the girl on the crown of her head.

"presumptuous!"

Zhou Xun roared, and with his right hand clenched, a pitch-black spear condensed out of thin air.

The gun body was surrounded by a sinister ghost aura, and a ferocious ghost face was faintly visible at the tip of the gun.

"puff!"

The spear was fired later but arrived first, piercing the ghost beast's throat accurately and nailing it to the stone wall behind.

Zhou Xun shook his wrist, and violent ghost energy exploded, smashing the huge head into pieces.

With his remaining momentum, he grasped the stunned girl's slender waist with his left hand, spun his body, and swept the spear across, cutting the two ghost beasts that were rushing towards him in half.

Black blood fell like rain, but was completely blocked by the ghost energy barrier around Zhou Xun. The ghost girl in his arms widened her scarlet eyes, and her pale lips trembled as she spat out a few words:
"Thank you very much for saving me, sir." Zhou Xun nodded slightly and placed her gently on a protruding rock. When he turned around, the seven-foot ghost spear rotated in his palm, drawing a dark arc of light.

"Go back!"

A loud shout sounded like thunder, and the ghosts who were fighting hard only felt a flash before their eyes.

The tall Yaksha figure had already charged into the beast herd, his spear swiping out like a dragon, each strike bringing up a puff of black blood.

In just over ten breaths, all the remaining ghost beasts were killed.

Zhou Xun put away his gun and stood up, surrounded by ghost energy like a god of war. He deliberately controlled his strength and showed the level of a second-level ghost.

"Greetings, my lord!"

A hunchbacked old man walked out of the caravan. He had a spiral horn on his forehead and was kneeling on the ground excitedly.

"I am Yin Jiu, the manager of the Yin Bone Trading Company in Holy Axe City. Thank you for saving my life!"

Zhou Xun hummed in a pretentious manner, and glanced at the survivors. Including the girl, there were only fifteen ghosts left in the caravan, and all of them were injured.

"We are passing by here and saw you were in danger, so we will help you. Where are you going?"

Yin Jiu smiled bitterly upon hearing this: "To be honest, we were originally going to Blood Bone City to participate in the 'Soul-Eating Ceremony', but we encountered a group of ghost beasts halfway." As he spoke, he suddenly started coughing violently, with black blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

The one-horned girl quickly supported the old man and said timidly, "Grandpa Jiu has been poisoned by the ghost beast and needs to return to the city for treatment as soon as possible."

Zhou Xun's heart was moved. Blood and Bone City? Soul-Eating Ceremony? Isn't this the grand event he heard about in the ghost world last time?

He was moved and wanted to speak, but if he asked directly, he might attract the other party's attention.
He looked at the other party's injuries again, and felt relieved, so he said:

"Since you all have nothing to do, I'll take my leave!"

Then he turned and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute!"

I had only taken two steps when I heard the old man's voice behind me.

"Sure enough!" Zhou Xun smiled slightly, then turned around, with a puzzled look on his face, and said coldly:
"Anything else?"

"I have a humble request. Can Lord Qing escort us to the Blood Bone City? Oh, we are willing to pay three thousand, no four thousand holy coins as a reward."

"In addition, we will give you other treasures after we return to Blood Bone City!"

As he said this, the old man bowed tremblingly.

"This"

Zhou Xun thought for a moment and finally nodded.

"Okay, let's go together!"

The old man was overjoyed. After searching for a while, he took out a gray cloth bag and handed it to Zhou Xun.

Zhou Xun opened it and saw that it was a bag similar to a storage bag, filled with long black coins that exuded an extremely strong ghostly aura.

Zhou Xun nodded and hung it around his waist.

"Let's go!"

Just as he was about to move, he felt his sleeve being gently pulled.

Looking down, the ghost girl was looking up with hope in her scarlet eyes:

"Sir, my name is Yinshi Yue. May I know your name?"

Zhou Xun thought for a moment, then said calmly, "Heifu."

The girl repeated the name softly, and a hint of color appeared on her pale cheeks.

She suddenly took off a bone whistle from her neck and held it in front of Zhou Xun with both hands: "This is... This is made by Xiaoyue herself."

The bone whistle was roughly made, but it was polished to be very smooth. Zhou Xun hesitated for a moment, but still took it and hung it around his waist.

This action made the girl's eyes light up, like two flickering will-o'-the-wisp flames.

"Let's go."

Zhou Xun turned around, and the ghost energy condensed into clouds under his feet. He deliberately slowed down so that the injured could catch up.

Yin Jiu sighed as he hurried on his way:
"I never thought I would meet a strong man like Lord Heifu in the wilderness. I have been running a business in Holy Axe City for a hundred years, but I have never heard of your name."

Zhou Xun laughed secretly in his heart, but his expression remained calm: "I have been in seclusion for many years, and I just came out to travel recently."

"So that's it!" Yin Jiu suddenly realized.

In the following time, Zhou Xun spread out his spiritual sense and listened to the conversations of everyone in the caravan. Gradually, he gained some simple understanding of this world.

Bloodbone City is a small city under the jurisdiction of Giant Axe City. The city lord is Bloodbone King, a fourth-level lower-grade ghost king.

This world is divided into thirteen domains, and under each domain, there are dozens of main cities located in four directions.

There are different numbers of lower cities under the main city. For example, Giant Axe City is a main city, and Bloodbone City is a lower city.

The center of the entire ghost world is the Central Region, which is said to be the location of the Ghost Emperor's palace.
In addition, there is the holy place of all ghosts in the Central Region - the Holy Mountain. Zhou Xun guessed that this is his goal.

Three months passed quickly.

"Master Heifu, look over there!"

Yin Shi Yue suddenly pointed into the distance and exclaimed.

Zhou Xun looked in the direction of her pale finger and saw a dark red halo appearing on the horizon, like a solidified blood scab.

The outline of a towering city wall was vaguely visible in the halo, and several blood-red bone flags were floating on the top of the city. The flags fluttered in the cold wind, making a whimpering sound.

Everyone in the caravan suddenly became agitated. Yin Jiu tremblingly took out a bone whistle and blew it. The whistle sounded sharp and piercing, interweaving with the sound of the flags to form a strange rhythm.

The bone whistle hanging on Zhou Xun's waist suddenly felt slightly hot. He pressed the whistle calmly and felt that the yin energy flowing in it was resonating with the city in the distance.

"It's the Blood Bone City's welcoming whistle." Yin Shi Yue explained in a low voice, her scarlet eyes bright and startling.

"Each bone banner contains the spirit of a third-level ghost general, who will respond when he hears the whistle."

Before he finished speaking, the bone banners suddenly shook violently, and hideous ghost faces appeared on the banners.

Black mist gushed out from the banner and condensed in mid-air into the shadow of a ghost general over ten feet tall.

They were clad in rusty armor, with ghostly green will-o'-the-wisp flickering in their hollow eye sockets. They roared in unison:
"Welcome the Holy King"

The sound waves made the gravel on the ground jump, and several ghosts with low cultivation in the caravan knelt on the spot.

Zhou Xun narrowed his eyes and found that two teams of black-robed ghost soldiers had appeared at the city gate.

The leader wore a bronze ghost mask and a rosary made of baby skulls hung on his chest, with a scarlet gem stuffed in the eye sockets of each skull.

"It's Lord Blood Bone King!" Yin Jiu hurriedly straightened his robes and reminded in a low voice:
"My Lord, please remember not to look directly into the Ghost King's eyes. That is disrespectful."

"This kind of grand ceremony seems to be welcoming someone!" Zhou Xun was thinking.
Soon, on the distant horizon,

Suddenly, a blood-red cloud appeared, covering the sky and the sun. A luxurious sedan chair made of bones could be vaguely seen in the cloud, and sixteen ghost generals with green faces and fangs were carrying the sedan chair.

Hundreds of green ghost lights were floating around the sedan chair, and in each fire was a human face twisted in pain. The curtain of the sedan chair was made of some kind of translucent skin, and a slender figure could be vaguely seen leaning against it.

"It's the Lord from the Holy Hall!" Yin Jiu suddenly trembled all over, the horn on his forehead glowed abnormally red, and he immediately bowed.

Zhou Xun of this temple has also heard of it.

It is said that the Ghost Kings are led by the Ghost Emperor Ti Yu himself, and each of them is a person of extraordinary talent carefully selected from the entire ghost world.

He is definitely the Ghost Emperor's confidant.
The most important thing is that the Ghost King in the temple has the opportunity to enter the Holy Mountain to be baptized!
(End of this chapter)