Taoist chanting

Chapter 917 Worth a Thousand Words
In front of the gate of the dark ghost city, two rows of burly ghost soldiers with no faces shrouded in mist stood there. There were many dark spears, and Xiao Xiao's murderous aura was awe-inspiring. Make more stops like usual.

Under the gloomy twilight, three living monks came from a distance.

They didn't use spells to cover up their vitality, and they were so different from this world that they could be recognized at a glance.

All the ghost cultivators I met looked sideways, but seeing the arrow-shaped black ghost card hanging on the waist of the man dressed as a Taoist priest, the unique ghost aura could not be faked, although I don't understand why the monks in the yang world have a ghost that is comparable to the yin soldiers. The patrol captain's ID card, but he will not stare at it.

Ghost cultivators who can come to the battlefield outside the territory, or those with tyrannical and bad tempers, will definitely not be fools.

Zhang Wenfeng let go of Yun Qiuhe's hand. In fact, within a hundred miles of Gucheng, the wind had turned into a breeze. He was used to holding hands. He took out the shiny stone warrior talisman and showed it to the captain of the Yin soldier.

"salute!"

The Yin soldier captain shouted violently.

The two rows of Yin soldiers half-turned at their feet, erected their long spears and knocked back on the breastplate, "pa", the killing breath instantly subsided, and the dark spears wrapped in ghostly fire were pushed forward again, "shua", a solemn gesture was made in a uniform line gun salute.

The ghost cultivators who were about to pass through the city gate hurried to the side to avoid it, they couldn't bear it if they didn't salute them.

The captain of the Yin soldiers also saluted, and shouted loudly: "By order of the commander in chief, Baer, ​​the inspector of the commander's mansion, led a team to welcome the amulet master."

"You are welcome, Captain Barr!"

Zhang Wenfeng hurriedly returned the gift, the scene was a bit big, so he arranged for a patrol captain to lead the way.

He already had guesses in his mind, Brother Nine Lives had left the customs and advanced to the seventh rank, officially serving as the commander of the Yin soldiers on the outer battlefield?
The last bead of the Nine Star Flowing Bead needs to replenish pure energy such as evil spirit, dead energy or dark energy. If it is other monks, it will definitely cause headaches. If you want to collect enough evil spirit, dead energy or dark energy in the world, you will be able to collect it bit by bit, everywhere. Running around, it will definitely not work without spending hundreds of years.

For Zhang Guanzhu, it was a long trip.

Yun Qiuhe in the back was beyond shocked by such a courteous reception. Her husband seems to have a high status in the Nether Realm?

You Mengchang guessed what was going on, that Jiu Ming was closer to the temple master than a brother.

Look at others, and compare his misery back then, why did he meet all the old guys with black consciences?
Alas, people are more angry than others, and he suddenly got hurt.

Escorted by two teams of Yin soldiers, they passed through the city and came to the Grand Commander's mansion on the east side of the mountain. In fact, it was the residence of Jiuming before, but the name of the plaque was changed, and there was an extra group of Yin soldiers guarding the entrance.

Zhang Wenfeng saw a man with a beautiful and strange appearance wearing a flamboyant and elegant white robe, walking out of the open door. His posture and demeanor were heart-wrenching. He quickly walked a few steps, clasped his hands and saluted with a smile: "Congratulations to Senior Brother Jiuming for his promotion!" Commander of the extraterritorial battlefield!"

"You kid is still polite to me."

Nine lives had already reached the bottom of the steps while striding, smiled and helped up the Taoist priest who had such a cultivation level at a young age, and looked at Yun Qiuhe behind him. Charm turned a blind eye.

All the Yin soldiers outside the door bowed on one knee.

"Yun Qiuhe, younger brother Jing's wife, specially brought her here to see elder brother."

Zhang Wenfeng introduced, stretched out his hand without showing any traces, and helped Mr. You.

Yun Qiuhe heard her husband talk about Jiu Ming, and she also saw Jiu Ming being captured by black and white impermanence and other ghost cultivators to the Nether Realm from afar back then, and performed a Taoist salute: "I have seen Jiu Ming senior brother! "

I am not familiar with it, so I dare not say more polite words.

Looking at the grandeur in front of the Gaomen mansion, one can tell that Jiu Ming's commander-in-chief is not low in the underworld.

Jiuming smiled and helped, and said: "It turns out that they are younger siblings, please hurry up, my family is very polite." Seeing Zhang Wenfeng's small movements to help Meng Mei up, he smiled and asked: "What is the physique of younger siblings? "

In fact, he could tell Yun Qiuhe's aquatic physique at a glance. To show respect, he made a special question, stretched out his hand to ask, and walked towards the gate.

Zhang Wenfeng rushed to laugh and said: "Qiuhe is a water-like movement, thanks to the fact that Mr. Mo rewarded her with a elixir before she ascended, she was able to advance to the fifth rank smoothly."

Jiu Ming laughed and said: "You really don't see the outside world, the autumn wind has hit my house, and your face is thicker than the city wall."

Zhang Wenfeng vehemently denied it: "No, absolutely not, brother, you slandered my innocence."

He noticed the old man who looked like a housekeeper, and invited You Lao who was behind to go to the next house, and then sent a voice transmission to You Lao, telling him to wait at ease.

Chatted nonsense with Jiuming, and came to sit down in the brightly lit hall.

There are pretty-looking and light-looking maids shuttled around, arranging spiritual fruits, tea, snacks and other items for guests.

"Brother, when did you leave the customs?"

"Ten years ago. Alas, I missed the time when the shadow clone of the empress came to the underworld, and I couldn't pay a visit. I don't know if I will have the chance to see the empress again?"

There was an indescribable loss in Jiu Ming's eyes.

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and enlightened: "Brother, with your talent, if you ascend to the fairy world in the future, you will be able to meet Mr. Mo."

A wry smile appeared on Jiuming's face: "Ascension to the Immortal Realm... Heh, it's really too far away and too difficult. I entrust you with auspicious words, I hope there will be such a day."

Ghost cultivators in the underworld are not allowed to go to the upper realm unless they are eighth-level powers.

He has just advanced to the seventh level, and it is impossible to advance to the eighth level in just two or three hundred years. It is a great blessing for him to be able to advance to the eighth level within 300 years, so unless he ascends to the fairy world, he really will not see his mother.

"Okay, don't talk about me. Why did you come to the battlefield outside the territory this time? How long will you stay?"

Nine Lives asked that it would take time for him to prepare gifts.

He learned from Senior Sister Bao Yao that the empress ascended from the site of Xianling Temple.

This alone is worth a thousand words.

"I need to replenish energy for a treasure in an extraterritorial battlefield, and it may take seven or eight years." Zhang Wenfeng raised his left hand, and his wide sleeve slipped down, revealing the nine-star flow beads on his wrist. He briefly talked about the treasure.

"In the city, at the foot of the back mountain, or beside the Styx River outside the city, you can choose any place you want. I will ask Captain Barr to help you gather the Nether Qi and get rid of the miscellaneous Qi. You and your siblings will stay longer."

Nine lives are in his hands, he said casually.

Zhang Wenfeng considered You Lao's feelings, and said, "I'll choose the river Styx outside the city, and it's not far to go back to the city."

Jiuming asked about the situation of the two sisters Xin Yue and Xin Xing, and heard that the two had already advanced to the fifth rank, especially Xin Xing, who was loved by the empress, who gave her two clay dolls in her hand.

He was overjoyed, and after asking some details, he immediately understood that the empress had prepared the means for the two sisters to cross the catastrophe.

Otherwise, with the qualifications of Xin Yue and Xin Xing, it would be impossible to advance to the sixth level in the remaining hundred years.

Even if he absorbed the fox spirit blood he sent, it would not work.

After all, he is already a ghost cultivator, and the condensed blood has lost some vitality.

He originally wanted to prepare the small tribulation treasures for the two sisters, and then asked Brother Zhang to help them take care of one or two during the tribulation, but now there is no need for them, he prepared at most two more protective treasures.

I arranged a courtyard for the residence in the city, and when sending the two of them out, Jiuming remembered something and said: "Five years later, the double moon day will be the opening day of the black market in the foreign battlefield. If you are interested, you can join."

"Okay, brother, please help me prepare the ghost market certificate."

"a piece of cake."

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(End of this chapter)