I built the Jade Capital with the Netherworld

Chapter 85 Threatening the Cowardly Ghost

Chapter 85 Threats, Cowardice, and Kui Gui
Pang Chen?!
The moment he heard the name, soul-shaking memories flooded into Lu Wujiu's heart.

The figure sinking in the fire cloud suddenly overlapped with the figure in front of him, and a chill rushed straight to the top of his head, as if he was facing the abyss, making his bones shiver.

"So it's Senior Pang. I've heard of your great reputation for a long time. Seeing you in person today, you're truly majestic and your reputation is well-deserved."

Full of shock, Lu Wujiu bowed in greeting.

"Do you recognize this poor Taoist?"

"Senior, with the snap of a finger, destroyed the Wudang Sect, one of the nine great sects, and became famous throughout the world. How could this junior not know?"

"He's quite well-informed!"

"Senior, please!"

Lu Wujiu left his seat and invited Pang Chen to take his seat.

Pang Chen smiled slightly, took a square step, and sat down calmly.

Lu Wujiu took the initiative to ask:
"My humble abode is humble, and I am deeply honored to have you take the time to visit me. I wonder what you want me to do for you?"

Pang Chen looked at Lu Wujiu, who was unfazed by praise or criticism, and smiled:

"I came here for the Soul Water."

Lu Wujiu thought for a moment, waved his hand, and took out a porcelain bottle, saying, "Soul Water is not easy to refine. Most of the water we refine on a daily basis has already been supplied to the Liuren Sect. This is my stock, and I hope you will accept it."

Pang Chen glanced at the porcelain bottle and said, "Since I have come to your door, I naturally have many requests. This little bit of soul water... is not enough."

Lu Wujiu said, "Although I refined the Soul Water myself, I have no control over it. Since you have so many requests, how about I invite Master Liuren to discuss this with you?"

As the voice fell, the room felt like it had fallen into an icy cave. A chill descended from the sky, making it almost impossible for Lu Wujiu to breathe.

Even though he was a guest official of Liu Ren, he actually didn't know the Liu Ren School's incantation to summon the gods. Even if he knew the incantation, he wouldn't necessarily be able to summon the Liu Ren Immortal Master!

To put it another way, even if he could invite him, he wouldn't want to.

He has too many secrets. If we invite Master Liuren to come, the secret of the human skin book will definitely not be kept.

Therefore, what he said was actually a gamble, betting that Pang Chen would not dare to take action!

There are many materials on cultivation that can enhance the soul in the world, and they are also sold in major markets. Pang Chen can collect them with some time.

As a result, he did not go to the market to search, nor did he go directly to the Liuren Sect to negotiate, but instead found him.

This is worth pondering.

He suspected...Zhao Wuji's last sword strike probably injured Pang Chen.

It seems that the injury is not light and has affected the soul. It even requires a large amount of soul water to repair it.

"The Liuren Sect is a bully. Never mind, those old foxes are just asking for exorbitant prices, making it a nuisance. Tell me honestly, how much soul water can you refine besides the Liuren Sect's share?"

Lu Wujiu breathed a sigh of relief and said in a deep voice, "The Liuren Sect's quota is one liter every ten days. If you need it, Senior, I can temporarily put aside my cultivation and I can get one liter every thirty days."

"Very good, I will take them all. I will not take them for nothing. This is the Wudang sword seed, which I will give as payment for the soul water."

As Pang Chen spoke, he raised his hand slightly and something emerged from his palm.

"Thank you for your generosity, senior. I will do my best to help you."

"Very good. From now on, I will come to fetch water on this day every month. Don't miss the time."

"The juniors are always waiting for your visit!"

Pang Chen nodded and stood up. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly stopped and glanced at Lu Wujiu slightly. "You are a smart person. You should know what to do. If this gets to the ears of the six people, I don't mind destroying the Lao Lu Temple."

Lu Wujiu quickly bowed and said, "Don't worry, Senior. Apart from you and me, only heaven and earth know about this matter."

Pang Chen nodded with satisfaction and left.

Lu Wujiu hurriedly escorted Pang Chen out of the room, but just as he ran out of the door, he found that Pang Chen had disappeared without a trace.

It can be said that it comes in a hurry and goes in a hurry.

Lu Wujiu turned around and closed the door, looking at the sword floating above the table, his eyes flashing.

Pang Chen's last sentence seemed threatening, but in fact he had already revealed his cowardice.

He didn't want others to know that he bought the soul water. There was only one explanation... He was injured, and the injury was serious.

The reason why they found him was probably because he had a relatively clean background.

Although he had the Liuren Sect as his backer, he was still a guest official after all. Of course, it was also possible that the soul water had the best effect on him.

Counting with fingers, it has been more than half a month since the Wudang was wiped out. Pang Chen came here late, most likely because he had no way to save himself, so he sought external help.

Thinking of this, Lu Wujiu had some crazy ideas.

He still has a pure Yang sword energy in his body given by Zhao Wuji, which can hurt the top three.

Should I take this opportunity...

As thoughts flooded his mind, Lu Wujiu let out a light breath, slowly expelling the violent anger and crazy thoughts that were caused by the threat.

It's too dangerous and pointless to do so.

Even Zhao Wuji couldn't kill him, so how could he miss this last sword?
Forget it, just send some soul water and get rid of this plague god quickly.

Having said that, Pang Chen's coming here is not entirely a bad thing. At least he can practice Pure Yang Sword Energy openly.

"call……"

Lu Wujiu took a deep breath. The tree wanted to be still but the wind did not stop. In this world, you cannot live a peaceful life just by wanting it. There will always be all kinds of unexpected troubles coming your way.

Strength is the key!
Thinking of this, Lu Wujiu reached out and took the sword from the table, turned around and walked to the side room, sitting cross-legged.

——He decided to accommodate the sword seed and practice the Wudang heritage.

Of course, it contained not the sword type given by Pang Chen, but the Wudang heritage given by Zhao Yimei.

He had already understood and comprehended the Pure Yang Sword Qi, so it was not difficult to get started.

The first step is to accept the sword type, melt it with the mind and spirit, and make it as easy as using one's own arm.

Afterwards, nourish it with pure Yang Qi to strengthen the sword.

Pure Yang Yuan Qi is a type of Yuan Qi of heaven and earth, and is most intense at noon in the sun.

Therefore, it is best to practice this method in broad daylight by swallowing and exhaling the sun's rays.

There is a mnemonic saying:
——Look far away and see the golden crow shining, focus your eyes and see the bright sun, collect the yang into the cauldron, and add fire to nourish the sword seed!

However, for Lu Wujiu, who was just getting started, it was still somewhat dangerous to inhale and exhale the midday Yang energy, and his body could easily not bear it, so in the early stages he mainly used his mind and spirit to smelt the sword seeds, supplemented by purifying the Yuan Qi of heaven and earth.

Only when you can wield the Pure Yang Sword Qi at will can you be considered to have truly entered the realm.

The years of cultivation are short.

This period of practice meant staying indoors for two days. During this period, Lu Wujiu found it difficult to immerse himself in it completely. He was worried that Pang Chen had not gone far, so he was always in a tense state, and his mind was mostly focused on exploring the outside world.

It was not until a day later, when he was sure that Pang Chen was indeed gone, that he breathed a sigh of relief. He became more and more eager for the remains of the ghost.

The power of the ghost's remains is still a little weak.

If one could control the remains of Jiazi, all the surrounding shadows should be able to be controlled.

Even if we don't need to defeat the enemy, it will be very useful as a warning array.

Day 3, midnight.

Lu Wujiu woke up from his meditation, only to find that it was the Old Lu Mountain God and the Ghost King Shadow who had arrived as promised.

Lu Wujiu asked, "Are you all ready?"

Wang Ying nodded, suppressing a bit of excitement: "I'm ready."

"it is good……"

Lu Wujiu nodded and prepared to set off.

Unexpectedly, a gust of wind blew and blew the door of the room open.

A middle-aged man in a gray Taoist robe stepped out from a puff of green smoke and his eyes fell on Lu Wujiu.

"Are you Lu Wujiu, the Grand Marshal of the Liuren Army?"