Immortality Cultivation: I can use my clansmen’s energy and blood to add points.

It is said that deep in the mountains behind the town, there is a magical spring that can cleanse the soul and purify the body.

Every year only a very small number of predestined people are able to find it and bathe in it, thereby gaining incredible power and enlightenment.

After hearing this legend, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang looked at each other, their eyes sparkling with excitement.

They knew that this would likely be one of the goals of their next expedition.

So, after staying in the small town for a few days, consolidating their cultivation, and finding out more information about this continent, Luo Chen and Qingshuang set out on their journey again.

Following the residents' instructions, they headed deep into the back mountain, their hearts filled with curiosity and expectation about the unknown.

The hill behind the town.

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang walked side by side.

"Luo Chen, do you think we can find that spiritual spring?"

Qingshuang asked nervously, with anticipation glimmering in her eyes.

Luo Chen smiled slightly, his eyes full of determination and confidence: "As long as we have faith in our hearts, we will definitely find it. Besides, we have already obtained the blessing of the gods, what else can't we do?"

Qingshuang nodded, and a warm feeling surged in her heart.

She knew that as long as Luo Chen was by her side, she would have nothing to fear no matter how difficult the road ahead was.

They continued on their journey, through dense forests and over rugged cliffs.

Along the way, they encounter all kinds of strange creatures, some friendly, some ferocious.

But no matter what they encountered, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang responded with a peaceful heart and eventually escaped danger.

Finally, on a sunny afternoon, they came to a quiet valley.

There was a light mist in the valley, and a fresh fragrance in the air.

In the center of the valley, there is a clear spring with a faint glow.

"This is the legendary spiritual spring!"

Qingshuang exclaimed in surprise.

Luo Chen's eyes flashed with excitement, and he nodded: "Yes, this is the place we are looking for."

They approached the spiritual spring and felt the mysterious power contained therein.

Luo Chen and Qingshuang looked at each other, their hearts full of anticipation.

They knew that this bath in the spiritual spring would bring them unprecedented strength and enlightenment.

So they gently took off their clothes and slowly walked into the spiritual spring.

The spring water was warm and gentle, as if cleansing their bodies and souls.

As they were baptized by the spiritual spring, they felt a powerful force surging in their bodies, as if the whole world was unfolding before them.

After bathing, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang felt refreshed, their hearts full of longing for the future.

"Let's go, Qingshuang." Luo Chen said with a smile.

Qingshuang nodded, her eyes full of determination: "Okay."

The two of them left the spiritual spring hand in hand, riding two ordinary horses, and headed aimlessly forward.

After all, things like experience always have to be gained slowly.

Don't be impatient. Don't be impatient.

A month later.

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang rode their horses and arrived outside an ancient city, looking a little dusty.

This ancient city is called Nanning.

The area of ​​the ancient city is very large.

There was a queue at the city gate, and the number of people who wanted to enter the city, or those practitioners, was countless.

And the soldiers who were maintaining order at the city gate, as well as some local practitioners from Nanning.

At this time, he seemed to be looking at those entering the city with a solemn and serious expression.

I don’t know what these people are checking.

"arrive."

Luo Chen gently patted Qing Shuang's shoulder and whispered, "It seems that this ancient city is a little unusual. We should be careful."

Qingshuang nodded, a hint of vigilance flashed in her eyes: "Well, I will pay attention."

The two of them moved slowly forward with the team. Luo Chen's eyes swept over the soldiers and practitioners at the city gate, trying to find some clues from them.

He noticed that the soldiers paid special attention to the backs of people's hands when checking people entering the city.

"Is there some special mark?" Luo Chen wondered in his heart.

Finally it was their turn. A soldier stepped forward and said politely, "Please show us the backs of your hands."

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang looked at each other, then stretched out their hands. The soldier looked carefully, as if looking for some specific mark.

"Are you two practitioners from other places?" asked the soldier.

"Yes, we just came from other places." Luo Chen replied.

The soldier nodded, indicating that they could enter the city.

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang breathed a sigh of relief and led their horses into Nanning City.

The city was bustling with people, shops lined the streets and various hawking sounds could be heard one after another.

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang led the horses and moved slowly forward, observing the surrounding environment.

"It seems that this ancient city is heavily guarded. Something important must have happened."

Qingshuang said in a low voice.

Luo Chen nodded: "Let's find a place to settle down first, and then slowly inquire about the news."

They found an inn that looked quite clean, and after leaving their horses in the care of the waiter, they walked into the inn.

Luo Chen asked the shopkeeper and learned that some unusual things had indeed happened in Nanning City recently.

Whenever night falls, sounds like ghost cries can be heard from time to time in the city.

There are even some people who claim that they have seen those so-called ghosts.

These are not the most terrifying things.

The most terrifying thing is that at the end of every night, a few people in the city would die inexplicably.

Even practitioners have fallen before.

This caused the entire city of Nanning to be shrouded in panic, and residents did not dare to go out at night for fear of encountering unexpected events.

The cultivator organizations in the city also stepped up patrols, but they were still unable to completely solve the problem. Those strange "ghosts" seemed to be able to appear out of thin air and disappear silently.

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang looked at each other and understood in their hearts that this trip to Nanning City might be much more complicated than they had expected.

They decided to stay for a while, recovering their strength while investigating the matter. In the inn, the two sat by the window, with a few dishes and a pot of tea on the table.

Luo Chen took a sip of tea and frowned slightly: "Qingshuang, do you think this 'ghost' thing is true or false?"

Qing Shuang pondered for a moment and shook his head: "I have never seen a real ghost, but there are indeed evil spirits in the cultivation world.

Perhaps these 'ghosts' are not real ghosts, but some kind of evil magic or demons."

Luo Chen nodded in agreement: "I have the same guess. Nanning City is so heavily guarded, it is obvious that this matter is of great importance."

"We need to tread carefully so as not to get into unnecessary trouble."

After discussing, the two decided to act separately.

Luo Chen went to the practitioner organization in the city, trying to get more official information.

Qingshuang stayed in the inn and inquired about some folk rumors from the guests and waiters.

Luo Chen changed into a simple outfit and walked into Yunyin Pavilion, a gathering place for practitioners in Nanning City.

Yunyin Pavilion is the largest organization of practitioners in Nanning City, responsible for maintaining public order in the city and fighting against evil spirits.

After Luo Chen stated his purpose, he was led into a conference room.

In the conference room, several practitioners with extraordinary cultivation skills sat upright with solemn expressions.

Luo Chen explained his identity and purpose, and a middle-aged cultivator slowly spoke: "The recent events in Nanning City are indeed a headache. We have sent out many teams to investigate, but all have returned without success."

"Those 'ghosts' move in secret, are quite powerful, and seem to be on guard against the magic of practitioners."

Luo Chen heard this and thought to himself.

He suggested that he wanted to check some records of the crime scene, and asked whether there were any practitioners injured in the fight with the "ghosts", perhaps some clues could be found from them.

The middle-aged practitioner pondered for a moment, finally nodded, and arranged for a disciple to lead Luo Chen to the archives room.

In the archive room, Luo Chen carefully looked through each case file, trying to find clues.

He discovered that there was a strange energy fluctuation at all the crime scenes, which was different from any known sorcery or demon.

What surprised him even more was that several injured practitioners, when describing the process of fighting with the "ghosts", mentioned that the other party seemed to be able to predict their actions and respond in advance.

Luo Chen's heart moved. This kind of ability is definitely not something that an ordinary evil spirit can possess.

He realized that the situation in Nanning City might be far more complicated than they had imagined.

At the same time, Qingshuang also found out a lot of useful information in the inn.

She discovered that the people in the city were terrified when talking about "ghosts", but there were also some rumors that these "ghosts" seemed to be related to an ancient altar in the city.

It is said that the altar was abandoned hundreds of years ago, but strange phenomena have frequently occurred in recent years. Whenever a strange phenomenon occurs, it means that a "ghost" appears.

Qingshuang told Luo Chen this information, and the two decided to go to the ancient altar to find out.

As night fell, the city of Nanning was shrouded in darkness.

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang left the inn quietly and headed towards the ancient altar.

The altar is located in a dense forest outside the city, surrounded by tall trees, making it look particularly gloomy.

The two approached the altar cautiously, and saw a huge stone pillar standing in the center of the altar. The stone pillar was engraved with ancient runes and emitted a faint light.

There are some broken stone statues and broken altar fragments scattered around, making the place look particularly desolate.

Luo Chen looked around and suddenly felt an inexplicable chill.

He whispered to Qing Shuang: "The aura here is very wrong, we have to be careful."

Qingshuang nodded, and the two continued to move forward.

At this moment, a cold wind blew, and the runes on the altar suddenly lit up with dazzling light, and a powerful energy wave emanated from the stone pillar.

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang looked at each other and simultaneously summoned their magic weapons, ready to deal with any emergencies. However, at this moment, a black shadow sprang out from the shadow of the altar and rushed towards the two of them!

The black shadow was extremely fast, like a ghost in the dark night, attacking Luo Chen and Qing Shuang with a biting chill and unknown fear.

Luo Chen reacted quickly, holding the sword in his hand horizontally, with the tip of the sword pointing accurately at the black shadow. A clear sword intent instantly spread out, trying to force back the unknown object.

Qingshuang moved lightly to the side and turned his wrist. A slender soft sword came out of a cave like a spirit snake, wrapping around the black shadow in an attempt to restrain it.

However, the black shadow was extremely cunning. The moment the sword tip was about to touch, it suddenly dispersed and turned into countless tiny black mists, escaping in all directions.

The mist twisted and swirled in the air, as if looking for a new target to attack, or as if mocking the two men's fruitless efforts.

"What the hell is this?"

Luo Chen frowned, he had never seen such a strange enemy, neither a physical entity nor a pure spirit, it seemed to be somewhere in between, very elusive.

Qing Shuang also had a serious expression on her face: "It seems that our guess is correct. These 'ghosts' are indeed related to this ancient altar. They seem to be able to use the power of the altar to turn the virtual into the real, or turn the real into the virtual."

The two looked at each other and both understood that the road ahead would be even more difficult.

They must find a way to crack these "ghosts", otherwise the entire city of Nanning will fall into endless darkness and panic.

Luo Chen looked around and his eyes fell on the huge stone pillar in the center of the altar.

The runes on the stone pillars appear particularly dazzling in the night, as if they contain some ancient and powerful power.

He had an idea and guessed that these runes might be the key to controlling these "ghosts".

"Qingshuang, let's try to destroy these runes and see if we can cut off the connection between the 'ghost' and the altar."

Luo Chen suggested.

Qingshuang nodded in agreement, and the two quickly adjusted their status and prepared to deal with any possible changes.

Luo Chen swung his sword, and the sword light cut through the night sky like a silk thread, going straight to the runes on the stone pillar.

Qingshuang used softness to overcome hardness. As the soft sword danced, it was like a continuous drizzle, constantly eroding the edges of the runes.

However, these runes seemed to have a powerful self-protection mechanism. Whenever Luo Chen and Qing Shuang's attacks were about to hit them, they would emit dazzling light, completely dissolving their offensive.

What was even more worrying was that as they attacked, the black mist around the altar seemed to become thicker, as if more and more 'ghosts' were being awakened.

"Oh no! These runes seem to be summoning more 'ghosts'!"

Qingshuang exclaimed.

Luo Chen's heart also tightened. He knew that he could not continue fighting at this point and had to find a solution as soon as possible.

He carefully observed the runes on the stone pillar, trying to find a clue from them.

Suddenly, he noticed a subtle difference. Among the many complex runes, there was one rune that seemed different from the others. It emitted a faint blue light, which was out of tune with the surrounding red runes.

"Qingshuang, look at that rune!"

Luo Chen pointed to the unique rune on the stone pillar and said.

Qing Shuang looked in the direction Luo Chen pointed, with a hint of surprise in her eyes: "Could that be the key to controlling all this?"

The two of them no longer hesitated and concentrated all their energy to attack the blue rune.

This time, their offensive seemed to have found the right direction. Under the combined efforts of the two, the blue rune gradually dimmed and eventually completely lost its luster.

As the blue runes disappeared, the black mist around the altar began to dissipate rapidly, and the wandering "ghosts" seemed to have lost their source of power and turned into nothingness. (End of this chapter)