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

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes and concentrated, merging the power in his body with the energy of the "Eye of the Netherworld", feeling the cold and powerful force flowing through his body.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes abruptly, and a faint blue light flashed in his pupils, which was the manifestation of the energy of the "Eye of the Underworld".

He formed seals with his hands and whispered, "Destroy the Netherworld!"

As his voice fell, a powerful energy wave burst out from his body, transforming into a dark blue beam of light that shot straight into the sky, and then fell like a downpour, covering the entire South City Gate area.

Those "ghosts" that were originally ready to move in the darkness, under the impact of this energy, let out shrill screams, and their bodies began to twist and dissipate.

Luo Chen did not stop. He continued to guide the energy of the "Eye of the Netherworld" to conduct a carpet cleanup of the surroundings.

He knew that only by completely eliminating these "ghosts" could the safety of Nanning City be ensured.

At the same time, Qingshuang also launched a fierce battle at the East Gate.

Relying on her agility and superb swordsmanship, she dealt with those "ghosts". Every time she swung her sword, she could take away a group of enemy shadows.

But she also knew that she could not completely solve the problem by her own strength alone, and she had to wait for good news from Luo Chen.

Finally, after a hard battle, Qingshuang felt the powerful energy fluctuations coming from the direction of the South Gate.

She was delighted, knowing that Luo Chen had successfully guided the energy of the "Eye of the Netherworld" and began to fight back.

She immediately increased her offensive and launched the final battle with those "ghosts".

As time went by, the battle in Nanning city gradually came to an end.

Those "ghosts" that were once so arrogant were finally completely eliminated through the joint efforts of Luo Chen, Qingshuang and many cultivators.

The smell of blood and death in the air gradually dissipated, replaced by a hint of fresh air and the joy of victory.

When the last trace of the "ghost" disappeared into the air, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

They smiled at each other. Although their bodies were covered with scars and fatigue, their eyes were full of determination and pride.

"We did it." Luo Chen said softly.

"Yes, we did." Qingshuang responded.

After it's over.

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang found an inn and stayed there for a while.

Wait for the rest, when it's almost time.

The two of them then walked out of the inn and walked in the prosperous ancient city of Nanning.

On the street, pedestrians are constantly coming and going.

On both sides of the street, the cries of people hawking their wares could be heard.

"Tanghulu, sweet and crispy Tanghulu!"

An old man was holding a straw handle filled with bright red candied haws and shouting with a smile. The sugar coating on the candied haws shone with an attractive luster in the sun.

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang walked side by side on the street. Both of them changed into casual clothes and looked like ordinary tourists.

After experiencing the previous life-and-death struggle, the tranquility at this moment seems particularly precious.

They strolled among the crowd, enjoying this rare peace and tranquility.

Suddenly, a melodious piano sound attracted their attention.

The sound of the piano was as clear as spring water, yet with a hint of sadness, as if it could reach the softest part of people's hearts.

They followed the sound and saw a young musician in a green shirt sitting in front of a simple musical instrument in front of a teahouse, playing the instrument with full concentration.

The people around seemed to be attracted by the sound of the piano and stopped to listen.

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang were no exception. They found a nearby spot and stood still, quietly listening to the moving melody.

As the sound of the piano rose and fell, Luo Chen's thoughts couldn't help but drift away.

He recalled all the experiences he had during this period of time, from the initial ignorance, to the subsequent life and death dependence, to the current fighting side by side.

He looked deeply at Qingshuang beside him, his heart filled with gratitude and warmth.

Qingshuang seemed to feel Luo Chen's gaze, and she smiled slightly. That smile was like the warm sunshine in spring, instantly illuminating Luo Chen's heart.

They didn't need to say anything, their thoughts were conveyed to each other through their tacit eyes.

When the song ended, there was warm applause and cheers all around.

The musician stood up and bowed slightly to everyone to express his gratitude.

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang also responded with warm applause to express their respect and appreciation for this young talent.

After leaving the teahouse, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang continued to stroll around the city of Nanning.

They walked across ancient bridges and passed through bustling streets, feeling the unique charm and style of this ancient city.

Just then, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in their sight.

He was a middle-aged man in a long robe, and it was the Lord of Nanning, Yun Feiyang, whom they had met before.

Yun Feiyang obviously saw them as well. He walked up quickly with a warm smile on his face.

"Mr. Luo, Miss Qingshuang, it's a pleasure to meet you! I didn't expect to see you here."

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang also greeted him with a smile.

"City Lord Yun, how are you?"

Yun Feiyang smiled and said, "Thanks to you two, Nanning City has returned to its former tranquility. This incident is really thanks to you!"

Luo Chen waved his hand and said, "City Lord Yun is too polite. This is what we should do, and we have also learned a lot from it."

Yun Feiyang nodded and said, "Yes, this experience is undoubtedly a valuable training for you, but speaking of which, what are your plans next?"

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang looked at each other, and then said, "We plan to continue traveling around to increase our knowledge and cultivation. After all, the road to cultivation is still long."

Yun Feiyang was slightly startled when he heard this, then he smiled and said, "I see, then I wish you a safe journey. If you have the opportunity to come to Nanning City again in the future, remember to come and find me!"

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang smiled and nodded in agreement: "Of course, of course."

After saying goodbye to Yun Feiyang, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang continued their journey.

"This experience in the ancient city of Nanning is really hard to imagine!"

Luo Chen rode his horse and walked towards the outside of the ancient city of Nanning.

He said this to his confidante Qingshuang who was also riding a horse and walking side by side with him.

Qing Shuang smiled gently, with a glimmer of memories in her eyes, and she responded: "Yes, who would have thought that we would encounter so many twists and turns here."

“But it is also because of these experiences that we have been able to grow.”

Luo Chen nodded, with a determined light in his eyes, "Yes, every challenge makes us stronger, and fighting alongside you is the greatest honor of my life." The two smiled at each other and continued to move forward.

They know that the road ahead is still long and there are countless unknowns waiting for them to explore.

But no matter what the future holds, they will work together and face it together.

On the way out of the ancient city of Nanning, they met all kinds of people and things.

Sometimes it is to help lost travelers find their way home, sometimes it is to resolve disputes in small villages, and sometimes it is to fight wits and courage with some malicious robbers.

Every experience brings about new improvements in their cultivation and state of mind.

Just like that, another full month had passed.

In the early morning, when it is still dark.

At this time, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang were sitting quietly under a hundreds-year-old tree, seemingly still resting.

The place where the two were was a place called Honglin.

The reason why the Red Forest is named Red Forest is mainly because most of the trees in the Red Forest are red, hence the name.

"Ok?"

"There's movement!"

Luo Chen suddenly opened his eyes and looked around vigilantly.

Qingshuang also woke up immediately, tightly grasping the sword in his hand, ready to deal with possible dangers.

"Is it a monster?" Qingshuang asked in a low voice.

Luo Chen shook his head, listened carefully for a while, and then replied softly: "No, it seems that someone is approaching."

The two men quickly stood up, stood back to back, and looked around vigilantly.

The morning mist in the red forest has not yet completely dissipated, making the vision a little blurry.

Just then, a figure slowly walked out of the fog. It was an old man in tattered Taoist robes.

He walked unsteadily, leaning on a wooden stick in his hand, his face full of fatigue.

"My two friends, don't be nervous."

Although the old man's voice was weak, it carried a reassuring power.

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang looked at each other and relaxed their vigilance slightly, but still remained alert.

"Old man, what's wrong with you?" Luo Chen asked with a hint of concern in his tone.

The old man slowly approached and stopped in front of them. He panted and said, "I am a wandering Taoist priest named Xuan Zhen. I have lost my way in this red forest. I have been walking for several days. I have run out of water and food, and I am exhausted."

Hearing this, Qingshuang took out a water bottle and dry food from her bag and handed them to the old man, "Old sir, drink some water and eat something first."

Xuanzhen took the water bottle and dry food, looked at Qingshuang gratefully, and then began to eat slowly.

After he recovered some strength, he looked up at Luo Chen and Qing Shuang, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

"My two friends, I will remember your kindness in my heart, but there is a secret hidden in this red forest. If you continue to move forward, you may encounter danger."

Luo Chen and Qingshuang looked at each other. They knew that there was no kindness or warning without reason in this world.

Luo Chen asked in a deep voice: "Old sir, can you tell me the secret of this red forest in detail?"

Xuan Zhen sighed and said slowly, "Deep in the red forest, there is an ancient altar. Legend has it that it is the burial place of a powerful monk in ancient times. The monk practiced evil magic during his lifetime, and after his death, his resentment did not dissipate, so he turned into a demon spirit and guarded the altar. Over the years, many monks and explorers have tried to enter it, but most of them never returned."

Qingshuang frowned slightly and asked, "Then why did you come here, old man?"

A trace of reminiscence flashed in Xuan Zhen's eyes. "When I was young, I was a disciple of that monk, but I fled from the sect because I was dissatisfied with his evil methods. Now I am old, and I want to return to the sect to fulfill a wish."

After hearing this, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang felt even more respect for the old man.

Luo Chen pondered for a moment and said, "Old sir, we are willing to help you fulfill your wish, but we also have our own purpose. We hope to pass through Honglin and go to Lingshan in the north."

After hearing this, Xuan Zhen's eyes flashed with gratitude. "My two friends, I am moved by your courage and kindness. I am willing to take you to the altar, but please be careful, the power of that demon spirit is extraordinary."

So, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang, led by Xuan Zhen, continued to go deeper into the Red Forest.

As they moved forward, the trees around them grew taller and their colors became brighter, as if each tree contained a powerful vitality.

After several days of trekking, they finally arrived at the heart of the red forest.

An ancient altar appeared before their eyes. A cold atmosphere permeated around the altar, making people shudder.

Xuan Zhen pointed at the altar and said, "This is the site of my master's sect, and also the habitat of the demon spirit. My two friends, are you really ready?"

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang nodded. They knew that this was not only a help to Xuan Zhen, but also a test for themselves.

The three of them slowly walked towards the altar, and at this moment, a powerful force suddenly erupted from the center of the altar.

A vague figure gradually took shape, and it was exactly the demon spirit that Xuan Zhen had mentioned.

The demon spirit let out a sharp roar and attacked Luo Chen and Qing Shuang.

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang quickly drew their weapons and started a fierce battle with the demon spirit.

The battle was extremely fierce, and the power of the demon spirit was far beyond Luo Chen and Qing Shuang's expectations.

Each of its attacks was accompanied by a whistling sound that tore through the air, and each of its movements left a trail of afterimages.

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang relied on their tacit cooperation to barely resist the attack of the demon spirits, but as time went on, they gradually felt overwhelmed.

Xuanzhen stood aside, watching the two young men fight for their wishes, his heart filled with gratitude and worry.

He knew that if he didn't take action, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang might be in danger.

Then, he took out an ancient jade pendant from his arms. It was given to him by his master when he was young and was said to have the power to suppress evil spirits.

Xuan Zhen held the jade pendant high and chanted an ancient spell.

As the spell progressed, the jade pendant began to emit a soft light, and a warm and powerful force emanated from the jade pendant, gradually forming a curtain of light that trapped the demon inside.

The demon felt threatened and became more violent. It let out a deafening roar and tried to break through the light curtain.

But the power of the jade pendant was extremely strong, and no matter how the demon struggled, it could not escape.

Seeing this, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang knew that this was their chance to fight back.

They quickly adjusted their state, gathered all their strength, and prepared to deal a fatal blow to the demon.

The long sword in Luo Chen's hand shone brightly, while Qingshuang's long sword emitted a cold chill. The two swung their swords at the same time, and the sword energy intertwined together, forming a powerful sword energy storm that rushed straight towards the demon spirit.

The sword energy storm collided with the demon spirit in the light curtain, bursting out with dazzling light and deafening roar.

After the light faded, the demon's silhouette gradually became blurred and finally disappeared into the air, leaving only a black crystal stone, which was the essence of the demon. (End of this chapter)