Cultivation of Immortality: Start by Improving Spiritual Root Qualifications

Chapter 891 The green ape moves strangely, revealing the corpse of the true immortal!
"Blood Moon, when did you come back?" King Vaisya smiled faintly, his attitude was not cold.

The Blood Moon King has great potential among the Ghost Kings of the Holy Temple. He may have a chance to rule the area in the future.
As a ghost king who can participate in the baptism, he will need a lot of helpers in the future, so he naturally intends to win over some young talents.

"I just got back today. I didn't expect to meet His Majesty King Vaisya!" Zhou Xun replied respectfully.

"Since we are returning today, I believe there are still many things to do. We can meet again in the future!"

"I will definitely bother you then!"

Looking at the slowly receding figure of the Vaisya King, Zhou Xun shook his head and walked towards his residence.

And next, I'm afraid there will be another trouble to deal with.

After returning to the cave, Zhou Xun had just breathed a sigh of relief when a faint fragrance came from outside the door.

The fragrance is sweet and warm, just like a big red rose.

"Brother Xueyue, why didn't you call me when you came back?"

The voice was so charming that Zhou Xun froze all over.

Looking up, I saw a female ghost king leaning against the door frame, wearing a bright red half-chested gauze dress, her fair skin faintly visible.

She was extremely beautiful, yet she had an evil aura—a coral-like red horn on her forehead, her neck was covered with fine scales, and her ten fingernails were like curved hooks, emitting a cold blue glow.

"Sure enough, trouble has come!" Zhou Xun cried helplessly.

Who would have known that the Blood Moon King actually had a lover in this holy temple.

"King Tuorun" Zhou Xun's Adam's apple moved slightly and he bowed slightly.

I didn't expect that the ghost clan, which always has a strange appearance, would give birth to such a beauty!
The female ghost Wang lotus steps lightly, and the slit at the hem of her gauze dress reveals her round and straight thighs.

With every step she took, the silver bell on her ankle made a crisp sound, which was particularly clear in the silent cave.

"Brother Xueyue has been away for so long, do you miss me?"

King Tuo Run's eyes flickered, and his fingertips gently touched Zhou Xun's chest. The cold blue light on his nails almost pierced through his clothes.

Zhou Xun smiled slightly and said, "Of course... I miss you so much."

"Heh..." King Tuo Run chuckled, his red lips close to his ear, his breath as cold as ice.
"Then why... why is brother so distant today? He is different from before?"

Zhou Xun put his arm around King Tuo Run's waist and said with a low laugh, "Why, Sister Ao Run, do you doubt me?"

King Tuo Run's eyes flashed, and he looked at him with a smile, gently stroking his neck with his fingertips, as if testing something.

"Brother, you are overthinking. I just... haven't seen you for a long time and I want to be closer to you." Her voice was gentle, but with a hint of suspicion.

Zhou Xun knew that if he continued like this, he would be exposed sooner or later, after all, he was not the Blood Moon King himself.

"This time when I returned, I gained a lot of insights. Now I'm about to make a breakthrough, so naturally things are a little different!" Zhou Xun said lightly.

"What!" King Tuo Run asked with a hint of surprise in his tone.

"You are about to break through!"

According to the rules of the temple, once you are promoted to the fourth level, you will be eligible to enter the ghost world army for training.

If you can accomplish great deeds, you will have the opportunity to participate in the baptism of the Holy Mountain in the future.

In addition, after taking office, the chances of obtaining various resources and treasures will be greatly improved!
A hint of greed flashed across King Tuo Run's eyes, but it was quickly covered up by charm.

She smiled tenderly and approached Zhou Xun: "Brother, your breakthrough is imminent, do you need my help?"

Zhou Xun smiled faintly and said in a profound manner: "I have already got the support of my brother for returning this time. You just need to meditate and comprehend. After I succeed, I will help you reach the fourth level!"

"Really? Then I'll wait for the day when I can break through!" Then,
King Tuo Run said this and said goodbye slowly.
After sending this person away, Zhou Xun shook his head helplessly.

"Zhou boy, this is a beauty, are you willing to let it go?"

At this time, the Blood Demon Ancestor flew out of the storage bag and said with a teasing look on his face.

"Senior, please don't joke around. However, given her identity as a ghost and her relationship with the Blood Moon King, it would be easy to find out if they were too close!"

Time flies, and a month passes quickly.

On the eve of the baptism of the holy mountain, Zhou Xun went to visit the Vaisya King.

The cave of the Vaisya King is located on the east side of the holy mountain. From a distance, it looks like an inverted spire.
There are some dark purple vines growing on it, and the vines are full of skull fruits as big as baby fists, which make crisp "cracking" sounds when they collide with the wind.

"Black Bone Fruit" Zhou Xun smelled a faint fishy and sweet smell at the tip of his nose. This is a kind of spiritual fruit of the ghost clan.

Soon, Zhou Xun arrived at the door of the cave.
"Senior, when we go in later, as soon as I take action, you will seal the cave to prevent the news of his resistance from spreading!"

"Don't worry!" The Blood Demon Ancestor vowed.

"The Blood Moon King wants to see you." Zhou Xun learned the management of the ghost world and formed a seal to cast a ghost talisman.
It is equivalent to the sound transmission talisman in the world of immortal cultivation.

After waiting for about half a cup of tea, the door of the cave opened automatically.

Zhou Xun then walked in.

"Brother Blood Moon, you've come at the right time!" The Vaisya King leaned on the bone seat with his six wings spread out like a screen.

On the floating coffee table in front of him were two wine glasses carved from skulls.

"This is the 'Youhan Wine' that is produced in abundance in the Jiuyou Sea. Brother Xueyue, please have a try!"

Zhou Xun took the bone cup and saw that the liquid in the cup was as black as ink, but there was a layer of faint blue phosphorescence floating on the surface. When he sipped it, it felt as if thousands of ice needles were piercing his throat.

"Good wine!" he praised.

Upon hearing this, the Vaisya King laughed and picked up the wine glass again, pouring wine for Zhou Xun himself.

At this moment,

Zhou Xun suddenly stood up and waved his hand. Ghost energy surged out and turned into dark chains.

The Vaisya king was instantly tied up,

At the same time, the Blood Demon Bag moved without wind, and the illusory figure of the ancestor stepped out of the fog. Scarlet blood mist gushed out, and in the blink of an eye condensed into a blood curtain, wrapping the entire hall.

"You!" The Vaisya King's pupils suddenly shrank and he wanted to resist, but it was too late.

Although he had extraordinary talent, he was only a third-rank ghost king after all. Facing Zhou Xun, a veteran in the Spirit Transformation Stage, he naturally had no chance of resisting.

"Blood Moon King, what on earth are you going to do?"

The Vaisya King's expression instantly calmed down and he asked.

Seeing this, Zhou Xun couldn't help but show surprise.

This Vaisya King is worthy of being the ghost king who can get the baptism quota in the holy mountain. His character is truly extraordinary.

"Senior, let's do it!" Zhou Xun said to the Blood Demon Ancestor standing beside him.

Facing the third-level ghost king, he had no intention of interrogating him and just searched his soul directly.

The Blood Demon Ancestor approached with a grim smile, and a blood rune appeared on his palm: "Be good, let me see what secrets the Holy Mountain hides."

Following the same method, he gently pressed on the crown of Vaisya King's head.

About half an hour later, King Vaisya collapsed to the ground, and the Blood Demon Ancestor told Zhou Xun everything he knew.

The next day,

The gate of the Vaisya King slowly opened, and a young man with six wings on his back and an unusually handsome and feminine face walked out.
It was Zhou Xun who was pretending to be the 'Vaishya King'.

As for the true Lord, his fate was the same as that of the Blood Moon King. He was completely sealed and put into the Blood Demon Bag.

The Cathedral,

Zhou Xun, pretending to be the Vaisya King, stood quietly in the palace, his six wings slightly folded.
"Tap, tap, tap—"

Footsteps approached from afar, and three figures entered the hall one after another. The first to arrive was a giant man nearly ten feet tall, covered in dark golden bone armor, with white bone spurs sticking out of his joints.

With every step he took, frost flowers condensed on the ground. It was the "Cold Marrow King".

The ghost king following closely behind was shaped like a dwarf, but with three heads and six arms, each holding a different magical weapon. He was surrounded by gray mist and was called the "Three-Headed King".

The last person to come in was a graceful woman, walking barefoot in the air, with silver bells jingling on her ankles. She had a charming face, but behind her was a scorpion tail with a cold blue hook. She was the "Hidden Scorpion King".

"Fellow Vaishya, you have arrived really early." The voice of the Cold Marrow King was like muffled thunder, and white frost came out of his mouth and nose as he spoke.

Zhou Xun heard this and said calmly: "That's natural."

As they were greeting each other, a strong cold wind suddenly blew outside the hall, and all the ghost fires dimmed and then suddenly increased!
"Welcome King Jiuyou!"

All the ghost kings bowed.

The moment Zhou Xun lowered his head, he caught a glimpse of a black shadow floating in on the rolling ghost fog. The man had a slender figure with two black curved horns on his head. He was none other than the King Jiuyou who had set up a challenge on the front line of the Western Desert that year!

"Everyone is here?"

King Jiuyou spoke in a hoarse voice, his scarlet eyes sweeping over everyone.

When his eyes passed by Zhou Xun, they paused for a moment, then passed by in a flash.

Fortunately, the Thousand Illusions Mask was indeed mysterious, and King Jiuyou did not notice anything unusual. He just said calmly:

"Come with me."

Soon, everyone arrived at the entrance of the Holy Mountain. King Jiuyou took out a blood-colored bone token and threw it forward.
As soon as the token appeared, a crack appeared in the mountain, and a ghost fog so thick that it was almost tangible gushed out, engulfing everyone in an instant.

Zhou Xun felt a darkness before his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already on a winding stone staircase upwards.

On the rock walls on both sides, countless translucent ghost faces struggled and roared, but could not make any sound.

Their facial features were stretched and distorted, like dough being kneaded by invisible hands.

"These are the ancestors who failed the baptism." King Jiuyou said without turning his head.
"The Holy Mountain will devour their souls, leaving only their skins as a warning to future generations."

The higher you go, the greater the pressure.

Later, every time he took a step, Zhou Xun felt a heavy burden on his shoulders. The bone armor of the Cold Marrow King was covered with ice crystals, and one of the heads of the Three-Headed King had frozen into a purple-blue color.

Finally, King Jiuyou stopped in front of a huge bronze door. On the door was a relief of a picture of hundreds of ghosts worshipping, but there was a gap in the middle, which was exactly the shape of the bone order in King Jiuyou's hand.

So he pushed the token toward the gate,
"Click——"

The moment the bone order was embedded, the entire mountain began to tremble, and then the front suddenly became clear.
A huge square appeared in front of Ai Nei, and to the north was a tall and magnificent palace.

There are eighteen stone statues on both sides of the temple gate, all of which are in the shape of evil spirits with green faces and fangs.

"The other six have also arrived." King Jiuyou suddenly spoke.

I saw six groups of ghost fog floating in the distance, and when they landed on the ground, they turned into ghost kings of various shapes.

Come before King Jiuyou and bow!
King Jiuyou nodded slightly in response, then he made a hand gesture and pointed towards the palace door.
"Enter the palace."

The bronze palace door slowly opened.

In an instant, the majestic ghost power surged out like a tide, and the magic power in Zhou Xun's body began to operate on its own, almost exposing his human identity!

The dome of the hall is over a hundred feet high and seems to be made of countless skulls.

At the deepest part stood a thirty-meter-tall statue. When Zhou Xun saw its appearance clearly, he was shocked.
It was actually an enlarged version of the soul-eating beast, the green ape!

At the same time, the spirit beast bag on his waist suddenly became hot, and Xiaoqing felt an extreme desire, as if something in the front was calling him.

But there were too many people at the moment, and it was difficult to take out the green ape, so they had to wait for an opportunity.

Under the statue's claws was a black pool. The spiritual fluid in the pool was as thick as ink, and bubbles occasionally floated on the surface. When the statue exploded, the black liquid splashed out and condensed into a ghost face in mid-air.

At the same time, an extremely strong ghost energy force was transmitted from inside.

"I'll pick you up in seven days."

King Jiuyou spoke calmly and then left the hall.

The bronze palace door closed instantly, and then a flash of blood appeared, and it was obvious that some kind of restriction had been activated.

"Everyone, let's get into the pool together!" King Hansui laughed loudly and entered the pool first.

at this time,

"Do it!"

Zhou Xun shouted loudly, and the blood demon bag on his waist moved without wind.

The Blood Demon Ancestor and Lu Chang'an appeared at the same time, and three figures pounced on the nine ghost kings in the hall like ghosts.

"you--"

The eight-legged ghost king in the lead had just cast out his bone shield when seventy-two thunder seeds turned into a sword net that covered his head.

A bronze compass flew out from Lu Chang'an's sleeve. The moment the twenty-eight constellations map lit up, the remaining ghost kings all froze like puppets.

"seal up!"

The Blood Demon Ancestor grinned and made hand gestures, and nine blood talismans accurately hit the Ghost King's brow.

Those hideous faces were still frozen in expressions of shock and anger, standing there like stone sculptures.

Zhou Xun let out a long sigh and turned his gaze to the depths of the hall.

The black pool under the claws of the soul-eating beast statue suddenly boiled, and the sticky spiritual liquid climbed up the base of the statue like a living thing.

"Xiao Qing!"

Zhou Xun clapped his hands and summoned the green ape.
"Hoohoo!"

As soon as it came out, the green ape excitedly hit its nose a few times, and then emitted gray rays of light.

Covering the entire statue,
The moment the beam of light touched the statue, the entire holy mountain suddenly shook violently!

The skull lamps on the dome fell like a rainstorm, creating countless blue fire pits on the ground.

"not good!"

The statue's eyes suddenly lit up bloodshot.

A black vortex with a diameter of ten feet formed above the pool, and it was filled with extremely dense spatial power.
The green ape flew in first.

"Xiao Qing!"

Seeing this, Zhou Xun gritted his teeth and followed closely.
Lu Chang'an and the Blood Demon Patriarch turned into spiritual light and flew back to Zhou Xun's waist.

Zhou Xun felt like he had hit something while the world was spinning. After a long time, he felt better.

When I looked up, I found that I was in a gray space, surrounded by gray.

There is a huge mountain in front of me, with no end in sight.
When Zhou Xun's eyes reached the north, he was stunned.
"This is not a mountain at all. It's clearly a giant demon corpse!"

Its fur is a dead dark grey, each hair is as thick as a towering ancient tree, and the scales covering its body are as tall as mountains.

"No, one hundred thousand feet, at least one hundred and fifty thousand feet!"

Zhou Xun's throat tightened.

Even though the giant beast was dead, the pressure it emitted still made his Nascent Soul tremble.

What is even more horrifying is its appearance, with a huge nose bridge that almost takes up one-third of its entire face. It looks like a green ape magnified a million times!

"Could this be the true form of the True Immortal Soul Devouring Beast?"

(End of this chapter)