Cultivating Ghosts: There is a Pink Skull at the beginning

As soon as Chen Dao Dao and Chen Wanli entered the city, they were followed by a group of street sneakers squatting near the gate of the city.

These people wear simple linen clothes, their greasy hair is simply covered with square scarves, their eyes are flexible and downcast, they are weak when they are strong, and strong when they are weak.

Chen Wanli has been used to seeing this kind of people over the years, anyway, as long as he doesn't provoke him, he will be fine.

Really provoked, that is death.

Don't look at a group of foxes who gather together to eat, in fact, as long as you teach them a lesson harshly, they will immediately scatter like birds and beasts.

Chen Daoist has long been used to the existence of these people, but this time he came prepared and paid special attention to some things.

After looking at the idle men squatting on the left and right streets for a while, someone came over quickly.

"Is it Uncle Chen and the third master?" A middle-aged man who looked like an old man driving a car in the old society greeted them with a smile and caution.

Chen Dao nodded, clasped his hands together, and said politely: "Exactly, are you from the Black Horse Gang?"

Lao Liu hurriedly said: "Exactly, exactly! The hall master ordered the younger one to come and pick up the third master, but this time he encountered a tough idea."

Chen Dao said: "Okay, please lead the way."

"It's easy to talk about." Lao Liu quickly led the way for the two.

Chen Daoist followed Lao Liu into a carriage while observing his surroundings.

Taifeng City is one of the cities of the Zhongwu Dynasty in Zhongzhou, and it belongs to the prefecture and county.

This is considered a rich place, but it is much worse than Dongzhou a long time ago.

The overall strength of Dongzhou has always been stronger than that of Zhongzhou. Even though the strength of the cultivation circle in Zhongzhou has declined greatly now, the monks of the Dynasty who came up at the right time can still block the bad hands of Zhongzhou.

The Wanmo Ridge and Yaowang Forest that blocked Dongzhou and Zhongzhou before were all occupied by the Yue Kingdom, and now the Yue Kingdom is the first-line assault warrior against the Zhongzhou.

Relying on organizations such as Tiance Mansion, Wanmo Ridge, Fairy Forest, Daughter Kingdom, and East Sea Dragon Palace, Zhongzhou has no intention of underestimating Dongzhou. Instead, it keeps sending envoys to communicate and learn how to govern the country.

Whether it is average level or high-end combat power, Zhongzhou is slightly inferior here, but it is more suitable for Chen Daoist's practice.

The spiritual power here is not concentrated in the dynasty. Although it is also a place where a few sects control the spiritual power, it is not as extreme as the three kingdoms in the east.

In the Three Kingdoms in the East, if one wants to cultivate now, one must obtain the approval of the Three Kingdoms, and there is no casual practice above foundation establishment.

Chen Daoist was thinking about the next thing in the dangling carriage.

"Over the years, I have fought countless people to the death, and I feel more and more that I am missing a magic weapon. This time, the cold pool white iron provided by the black horse gang is of great benefit to me, so I have to come."

"After you have the magic weapon, you will be much safer when you practice later."

Thinking of this, Chen Dao couldn't help sighing. In the past 20 years, his cultivation base has not advanced or retreated, but his combat experience has become more and more superb.

If you want to improve your cultivation, you have to absorb and refine spiritual energy.

But no matter it's pills, treasures of heaven and earth, or caves and blessed places that store spiritual energy, there are people and strange beasts guarding them, so it's so difficult to get them out.

Sometimes it's just a matter of disagreement, and the opponent won't give a chance to retreat temporarily after expressing their intention.

There are still talks, like this time, you need to help the other party with things, and then the other party is willing to hand over things.

Chen Dao Dao also thought about going directly, but there are many masters in the black horse gang, and because it is a black organization, hiding things is very strict, and it is impossible to find out the location of the treasury.

With a handy magic weapon, the following practice can be much smoother.

Also, he had caused trouble in Tiantong City before, so he had to flee here to take refuge.

More than ten years ago, someone set up a trick to help a female ghost to return to the sun, but failed because of the other party's own reasons, and then the two of them have been hunted down by the people there.

Years of tempering made Chen Dao more stable.

Although the magic power is not much, it is extremely economical in use. If you can use martial arts, you don't need to use spells, but it is often his simple and unpretentious spells that everyone seems to know how to kill.

There were more heads and corpses burned by Chen Daoist with a fireball than the women Chen Taiyi touched.

Since Chen Taiyi was reincarnated, he has become a melancholy little chubby boy who was born fatter than others.

I have been fat since then, and I am still fat now, but I am unhappy all day long.

Today, I am also in a daze of unhappiness as usual.

The nearby maidservants have long been used to the little prince's behavior. Seeing the young prince staying in the room obediently, lying on the table and distracted, they all quietly followed him in a daze, killing time.

Just as everyone was waiting to eat, footsteps came from outside.

Before the person arrived, the strong smell of powder and perfume came in.

Chen Taiyi covered his nose, covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve and continued to be in a daze.

The rest of the people did not dare to do this, and quickly lowered their heads.

Soon an old man with gray hair and thick makeup on his face walked in.

"Little Prince~" Fang Wucuo showed a kind smile, and some of the pink on his face fell off.

Seeing that the little prince ignored him, Fang Wucuo approached and said with a smile: "Little prince, I have arranged a good show for you."

Mrs. Chen covered her nose, "Don't look, get lost."

It doesn't seem to be angry, but it doesn't seem to be a joke, as if it is simply speaking normal words.

Normal people would not think that this is something that a polite and well-behaved child should say.

Fang Wucuo continued flatteringly without changing his face: "My lord~ This time it's really a good show, not an outside troupe."

"Don't you like to watch cockfights and cockfights?" Fang Wucuo said sincerely, "The old slave arranged for several sects to perform martial arts five days later, and through the martial arts exercises, they will decide the distribution of things near the official road."

Fang Wucuo felt that it was normal to be scolded, and the Xiao Ming Wang cultivated by the whole palace should be a majestic master.

Chen Taiyi was very unhappy today because of his failure to escape.

He stood up angrily, "Don't bother me, it's annoying!"

With that said, he walked out on his own.

Fang Wucuo hurriedly followed, hunched and straight behind the short and fat little prince, like a fox prowling, and said anxiously: "Little prince, what's wrong with you? Who made you angry?"

Chen Taiyi didn't want to talk, seeing that the old eunuch was still following him, he said angrily: "Do what you should do, don't be an eyesore by my side!"

Fang Wucuo said quickly: "The duty of the old slave is to share the worries of the young prince. Whoever makes you unhappy, the old slave will definitely make him unhappy forever!"

Chen Taiyi said directly: "I'm not happy here! I want to go out!"

Hearing this kind of thing, Fang Wucuo said helplessly: "This can only be done after the prince comes back. The old slave has already written to the prince. The prince asked you to go to the capital to face the saint, but you are not willing to go, little prince. .”

What Chen Taiyi wanted was to go to see Grandma, not to see the emperor.

"Ahhh! I'm so annoying!" Chen Taiyi continued to walk out irritably, and suddenly stopped walking, showing a thoughtful look.

Fang Wucuo stood near Chen Taiyi and asked, "Little Prince? What's wrong with you?"

Chen Taiyi just yelled and yelled, and after a few words, he remembered the days when he was unrestrained and free in the mountains and forests.

"Anyway, I'm idle and bored, find me a sword, I want to practice sword!"

Fang Wucuo breathed a sigh of relief. After seeing that the little prince had something he wanted to do, even though he thought it was just a few minutes of enthusiasm, he quickly asked someone to find a wooden sword.

It's not that he doesn't have a good sword, but the sword has no eyes, and he is afraid that he will hurt himself.

If the little prince loses his hands and hurts himself, then they will all feel pain, even their necks will hurt. (end of this chapter)