Modify destiny starting from Liaozhai

Chapter 222 Little Fourteen in Yunmengze
"The east side of Yunmengze, but the east side is so vast, how should I find it?"

Xu Changsheng was still dressed as a scholar and was a swordsman in the fetal breath realm. He was wandering around Yunmengze while driving a large flying sword.

Outside, a sword cultivator is extremely rare, but now inside Yunmengze.

The most indispensable thing is swordsmanship.

The Dao Sword Art Association is a grand event for sword cultivators, and all the people who come are sword cultivators from the three major immortal sects.

But since this is a grand event for sword cultivators, the invited spectators sent by the immortal sects are also sword cultivators from various sects, and they all want to take this opportunity to communicate.

Meet the young heroes from other immortal sects.

Therefore, Xu Changsheng, a sword cultivator in the fetal breath realm, was not conspicuous at all if he was left in the Yunmengze.

While letting go of his senses, he looked for that familiar aura while observing the strange movements around him.

As for letting go of spiritual consciousness wantonly, naturally he would not dare to do so.

Random scanning of consciousness is a taboo in the world of cultivation. It would be fine if you accidentally bump into a good-tempered senior.

If you encounter someone with a bad temper.

Just come here with a Taoist method, and you will die without knowing how.

Especially now, when Yunmengze is hiding a dragon and crouching tiger.

While flying unsteadily, Xu Changsheng's eyes were suddenly attracted by a mass of miasma in the middle of the swamp ahead.

The miasma there is so strong that it almost condenses into substance.

Xu Changsheng also noticed an aura of late fetal breath in it, it was a ghost!
He looked around to make sure he didn't find the auras of the other Qi Refiners, and then immediately called out the Flower in the Mirror.

The small world came, and Xu Changsheng's figure also disappeared.

In the middle of the foggy swamp, there is a huge lotus leaf, and above the lotus leaf is a female ghost wearing a light gauze lying on her side.

The expression on her pretty face seemed to be sorrowful, as if she had experienced unspeakable suffering in life.

The exposed legs are white and delicate, making people unable to take their eyes away at a glance, and there is also an abyss condensed on the chest.

And in front of it, there is a dewdrop filled with spiritual energy.

Every time she breathes, she can absorb a bit of spiritual energy from it.

It can be said that you can improve your cultivation even while lying down.

Such a treasure land would not fall into the hands of this female ghost in the fetal breath realm... The thought just flashed through Xu Changsheng's mind, and he couldn't care about anything else.

Anyway, I was just inquiring about the situation.

After thinking about it, he appeared and removed the spell given by his master Bai Piao, revealing his fate as a walker in the underworld.

Immediately, the female ghost stood up and looked at Xu Changsheng in disbelief.

There seemed to be tears in her eyes, but in the next moment, she knelt down again and said with a tearful voice: "I...I have met Lord Yama."

"Ok?"

Xu Changsheng looked at her in surprise.

Most ghosts can only feel the natural oppression of their destiny, but they cannot sense the specific reason.

But the female ghost in front of him could actually roughly see her true identity.

If I remember correctly, Liu Ben and the others thought they were the King of Hell before.

"I originally came from the underworld. I was lucky enough to meet the King of Hell once with my father in my early years, so I was able to recognize the King of Hell."

"Oh? Are you from the underworld? Which King of Hell?"

"It is Lord Chakravartin King of the Tenth Palace."

The King of Wheels... Xu Changsheng recalled Pei Guan and Bai Piao's description of that person. He was a complete reckless man and a war madman.

He is the one who stirs up the most troubles in the underworld.

But at this moment, Xu Changsheng didn't bother to ask any more questions, "What are the weird places east of Yunmengze?"

"eccentric……"

The female ghost recalled for a moment and said: "About two hundred miles away from here, there is a place called "Hu Ze", also known as Yunmeng Ze in Yunmeng Ze. Even in the Qi Condensation Stage, All the Qi Refiners can be sucked into the swamp and cannot move forward."

"There is another place about 150 miles east of here, called the 'Thousand Lotus Lake'. There are thousands of lotus flowers in full bloom there. The fragrance is extremely rich, but it is also highly poisonous. Non-Zhenjun Yang Shen is not allowed to enter. "

"Just these two places?"

Xu Changsheng frowned, a place like this didn't seem like it.

There were not many similarities with the two burial grounds he had encountered before.

"This... these are the only two places I know."

The female ghost lowered her head softly.

Xu Changsheng was about to speak when he heard a loud shout from above his head, "How dare you!"

"How dare you insult my beloved wife while I am not here!"

After saying that, Xu Changsheng felt a shout coming from above his head, and then a domineering aura of peak Yin God enveloped him.

There is also a strong ghost aura in it.

The flower in the mirror can hide it from ordinary Qi practitioners in the Yin Shen realm, but it cannot hide it from the sword cultivator at the Yin Shen level!
After all, Xu Changsheng's true cultivation level is only at the early stage of Yin Shen.

This ghost swordsman squeezed out of Xu Changsheng's flying sword world extremely domineeringly. Just when he was thinking about killing with one sword, he felt Xu Changsheng's destiny aura.

An absolute crushing force from the fate level.

It's also a slightly familiar scent.

The ghost sword cultivator was stunned, and even couldn't believe it.

Seeing this, the kneeling female ghost hurriedly crawled to her husband, hugged his thigh, and said in a trembling tone: "Husband, this is the King of Hell, and this is the King of Hell in person!"

The ghost sword cultivator also opened his mouth, even his lips were trembling.

"Xue Zicheng, the son of the master of Zhechong Mansion under the command of King Zhuan Lun, has met Lord Yama!"

As he spoke, he also kowtowed heavily.

Xu Changsheng was already used to this scene and was not surprised. "Okay, you all get up."

"Since you were all born in the underworld, why did you come to live in this world?"

As he spoke, Xu Changsheng opened a two-realm passage behind him and said casually, "Do you need me to send you back?"

"No... I don't dare to trouble Lord Yama."

Xu Changsheng's move further strengthened their views on Xu Changsheng's identity.

If he wasn't the King of Hell, how could he penetrate the two realms so casually?

Xue Zicheng continued: "I'm afraid the Lord of Hell has already known about the changes in the underworld. Our Zhechong Mansion is located at the junction of King Zhuanlun and Emperor Song. In the early years, the two Lords of Hell fought, and our Zhechong Mansion also..."

As he spoke, his head lowered.

"This junior only relied on my father's desperate efforts to send me to this world to live an ignoble existence."

Looking at him, Xu Changsheng also sighed in his heart. After all, in troubled times, every ghost he encountered at random would experience such a fate.

After thinking about it, he asked Xue Zicheng the same question again.

The answers I got were generally the same, so it seemed like I could only try those two places.

"If you have nowhere to go in this world, I can show you the way."

When Xue Zicheng heard this, he immediately looked at his wife. Living in the world was like a lost dog, but now he could have a Lord of Hell under his command. What else could he not want to do?
"I am willing to listen to the arrangements of Lord Yama!"

Xu Changsheng said softly: "Have you ever known about Baigui Mountain?"

"This……"

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Xue Zicheng's face, "When I first came from the underworld, I went to the Baigui Mountain, but at that time I was rejected by the True Lord Yang Shen there, so I had no choice but to leave Yunmengze."

"The ghosts in the underworld look down on us ghosts in the underworld."

Why does this involve regional discrimination... Xu Changsheng said:

"It doesn't matter, just go ahead and find the Red Ghost King there, and say it's my arrangement." "This... is!"

Xue Zicheng was immediately overjoyed.

In his opinion, there is no place in the world that is more suitable for ghosts like them to live than Baigui Mountain, after all, the Yin Qi in that place is so strong.

It can even be compared to some small blessed places in the underworld.

"Let's go, let's go."

After Xu Changsheng said that, he stood up with his sword again, and began to wander northward relying on his "Fetal Breath Realm" cultivation.

He planned to go to the lake in the north first.

"Congratulations to the King of Hell!"

Xue Zicheng and his wife could not afford to kneel where they were.

Xu Changsheng was also in a very good mood. He originally thought he was just asking for directions, but he never expected that he would find a sword cultivator at the peak of Yin Shen for him.

If he cultivates this a little bit and breaks through, he will become a sword cultivator in the Yangshen realm.

A Yangshen realm sword cultivator, even if placed in this world, has a rare combat power.

Xu Changsheng couldn't help but think of those subordinates he left behind in Baigui Mountain...

After half a day.

On top of a lake and swamp, Xu Changsheng frowned slightly. Since he was above the lake and swamp, he could also feel the strong suction brought by the water.

Ordinary people can't reach such a place, but if it's the Qi Condensation stage... Xu Changsheng estimates that he won't be able to withstand it even in the later stages of Qi Condensation.

The lake here... no, the mud here is weird.

Xu Changsheng used his spiritual energy to pull up a trace of mud, scanned it carefully with his spiritual consciousness, and came to this conclusion.

But unfortunately, he didn't feel the familiar atmosphere here.

This is not the burial ground of Little Fourteen.

I just don't know if there is any treasure under the lake... Xu Changsheng's thoughts seemed to be moved, but he quickly dismissed the idea.

I can find something strange in the mud here just by scanning my consciousness, and others will definitely find it too.

But I’ve been here for so many years.

There must be other Qi refiners coming to investigate, and maybe there are Yuanshen and even powerful people from the Return to the Void Realm coming.

Since they couldn't find anything, they just let the lake stay here.

Then there is no need to count on it.

Thinking about it, he suddenly turned back.

At some point, a white-faced scholar who looked like a consumptive ghost touched a position only a few dozen meters behind him.

As soon as he turned around, the white-faced scholar stopped immediately and said with a smile: "Does this brother also want to come and see the weirdness of this lake?"

A Qi practitioner who quietly touched behind him probably had evil intentions.

But Xu Changsheng did not take action immediately because he discovered that the white-faced scholar's cultivation had been changing.

The first glance was of fetal breath, the next second it turned into condensed qi, and the next blink of an eye turned into Yin Shen again.

This was the first time he had met such a strange person, and he had never even heard anyone talk about it.

"No, I'm here to kill you!"

Xu Changsheng's words are not surprising, but he will continue to die. Anyway, the big deal is just to run away, it's no big deal.

The white-faced scholar laughed, "Brother, what kind of joke is this? How is this possible? The world is vast, and it is not a great fate that we meet in Yunmeng Ze, next to the lake."

Xu Changsheng narrowed his eyes and looked at him, "Who are you?"

Seeing that the white-faced scholar was about to laugh again, Xu Changsheng took out a talisman and held it in his hand, "If you continue to talk nonsense, stop talking."

The white-faced scholar then put away the smile on his face and said seriously: "I wonder why you are wandering around in Yunmengze?"

In an instant.

Xu Changsheng guessed the origin and background of this person. It's not that he saw anything, but he guessed it based on this person's words.

"I have the same purpose as you."

Xu Changsheng said via voice transmission.

The white-faced scholar was unmoved and pretended not to know, "Brother, are you kidding me? What purpose can I have? I just want to have a cordial communication with you."

"What? As a corpse puppet, can't you even recognize your own people?!"

Xu Changsheng continued to transmit the message, but his voice had a hint of displeasure.

When the white-faced scholar heard this, his expression changed drastically, but he quickly calmed down and said, "The corpse is eighteen, I have seen fellow Taoist."

really……

Xu Changsheng had made a guess when he heard his words before, but now after testing it, it turned out to be true.

This person's cultivation level is very strange, and he is still wandering around in Yunmeng Ze.

You also have to ask yourself what you are doing here... Isn't this the same as in a human city, where every time there is an important event, the streets must be cleared and every person coming and going is inspected?
If you don’t know the current situation in Xiangzhou, you may not be able to guess it.

But Xu Changsheng knew it, so he guessed the truth of the matter with just a little thought.

Xu Changsheng had no intention of being exposed and wanted to leave instead.

But the corpse puppet directly blocked the road and bowed: "Brother, don't blame me."

Xu Changsheng sneered and made a seal with one hand, and a mark suddenly appeared between the two of them.

The zombie just glanced at it and immediately lowered his head, not daring to speak at all.

Xu Changsheng sneered and drove the flying sword southward to leave.

The corpse puppet didn't dare to get up until it was very far out.

Damn, it seems that the banner of Heaven is quite effective... Xu Changsheng muttered in his heart.

The magic spell he just released is the unique mark of Heavenly Court. People who are not in Heavenly Court would not know it. But from this point of view, behind this corpse-driving mountain is really Heavenly Court.

I don’t know what the Palace Master and the others are going to do...

Xu Changsheng shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

Perhaps it was because of the Dao Sword Ceremony that Yunmengze was going to be held. It seemed that it had been purged. Xu Changsheng traveled far and wide for a long time without seeing any evil things.

I have seen a few water ghosts, but they are all the kind that are confused and have not yet developed any intelligence.

Another half day later, when it was dark, Xu Changsheng finally arrived near Qianhe Lake.

Before he was completely close, he smelled a faint fragrance of lotus, and he immediately cast a protective spell without saying a word.

But despite this, the fragrance still seems to be pervasive.

He had no choice but to shout softly: "Little Fourteen?"

"Little Fourteen."

He shouted several times but got no response.

Xu Changsheng thought about it for a moment, and then his mind moved. His left hand immediately glowed with divine light, and there seemed to be a fox shadow wandering in the white light.

At the moment when he released the body of the Fox Saint.

Then a breath came, enveloped him and took him away.

in a blink.

He came to an island in the middle of the lake.

And in front of him, sitting suddenly was a woman in a red dress, with a beautiful face and an impressive figure.

Especially her eyes, when looking at her, were filled with... love.

(End of this chapter)