The temperature around seemed to drop a few degrees instantly. Yang Xiu stiffened his body. He wanted to look back but was afraid that he would disturb the "thing" behind him, so he could only keep his neck still.

"Monkey, see what's on my back? Stop turning your head and pretending to be nothing!" Yang Xiu opened his mouth slightly and sent a voice to Monk Jingyuan.

Just as Monk Jingyuan was about to turn around, he immediately pretended to be observing the surroundings when he heard this. Yang Xiu secretly praised the monk in his heart for being smart enough, but after a while, he heard Monk Jingyuan send a voice transmission: "There is nothing, why?"

Yang Xiu was anxious and 100% sure that there was something behind him. He perceived the ability of the immortal texts without direction. Yang Xiu saw the immortal texts flowing in the body of the "things". However, these immortal texts were very special, with a gray color, completely different from the immortal texts in the body of the spirit beast with white light and spiritual power, but instead exuded a cool feeling of being cautious.

Yang Xiu sent a message to Monk Jingyuan to prepare, while he walked around as if nothing had happened with his hands on his back. When Monk Jingyuan seemed to have come to Yang Xiu's back unintentionally, Yang Xiu quietly made a gesture to the other party, and quickly pulled out a Taoist talisman from his arms and put it on his chest. Monk Jingyuan took action almost at the same time, and the golden light on the copper bowl gathered into a strong light, covering Yang Xiu's back accurately.

"Shit!"

Yang Xiu heard a few short hissings from his back, as if something had left his back and soared into the air. He followed the monk Jingyuan behind him and shouted loudly, "其!", and the golden light of the copper bowl immediately left Yang Xiu and swept into the air! Yang Xiu relaxed his heart, and rushed forward a few steps to take him to sacrifice the White Deer Sword.

The thing was extremely fast. Yang Xiu had only time to see the light column on the copper bowl sweeping through the air. A blurry shadow flashed by and immediately disappeared into the gray air. Yang Xiu frowned and threw out the Taoist talisman that had turned into ashes in his hand, and a feeling of uneasiness suddenly arose in his heart.

This talisman is specially designed to drive away evil ghosts and wandering souls. The thing just now obviously had some concerns about the talisman. Is there anything unclean in this underground world?

"Monster, do you see that thing?" asked Monk Jingyuan, who was still looking for the copper bowl, asked.

“Too fast, I can’t see clearly,”

The monk shook his head, with a puzzled look on his face. "It must be not a human, it's not a human or a beast. It's either a ghost or a monster. This place is a bit evil..."

To be on the safe side, Yang Xiu searched carefully around the stone tablet, and did not even let go of the inside of the stone tablet. After confirming that there was no such thing as before, he said: "It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's continue to go up the mountain to see if we can find the magic circle to go back."

"Brother Yang, why do I feel like the Buddha told me not to break in a mess?"

Monk Jingyuan always felt that he was not at ease and refused to admit that he was timid, so he held the rosary with one hand and suggested seriously: "Why don't we find a secluded place to wait for me, Master Jie, because he has great magical skills and will definitely clean up the old man in a short time."

"You have to wait for you. This place is too evil. If there is something hidden in the dark and waiting for an opportunity to attack us, we will be passive." Yang Xiu immediately shook his head and refused. The enemy is in the dark and I am in the light, not to mention that the other party is still the kind of person who comes and goes without a trace. Now Yang Xiu is thinking that the farther away from here, the better. He is too cautious.

It was dark around, and Yang Xiu took action to leave. Monk Jingyuan looked at Yang Xiu and then looked back at the tall stone tablet, and hesitated for a moment. At this moment, there seemed to be a slight "click" sound from the piles of skeletons, and a broken human skull rolled down from the pile of bones.

Monk Jingyuan looked over subconsciously and found that the skeleton's black eye sockets were facing him, and two clusters of green light flashed through his eye sockets. Monk Jingyuan's scalp became numb when he saw this scene. If there was still hair on his head, he would have stood upright long ago.

"Brother Yang, Brother Yang, I think we should be together. The yin energy here is too heavy. Let my copper bowl drive away the cold and avoid ghosts!" Monk Jingyuan immediately turned around and followed Yang Xiu. Yang Xiu turned around and looked angrily. Seeing the monk who was standing in a panic on his upper body, his legs were as if he was wearing a wheel, he shook his head helplessly.

How pampered is Old Li Zhuo? Will monks be afraid of ghosts?

...

Monk Jingyuan is not the only one who is afraid of ghosts.

Feng Lie led all the monsters to step through the portal. The first thing he saw was a huge stone tablet. The three words "Buliao Mountain" on the stone tablet were solemn and solemn, which made people curious. Unlike what Yang Xiu and the others saw, the stone tablet was clean and without corpses. It was replaced by countless flying green ghosts, dancing around the stone tablet, reflecting the entire stone tablet into a dark green color.

"Bulaoshan... Why does it sound so familiar?" Feng Lie frowned at the huge stone tablet in front of him and murmured to himself.

Behind Fengli, an old man with white hair and beard standing, with two horns about a tiny long on his towering forehead, with a strange appearance. Hearing Fengliu talking to himself, the old man carefully stepped forward and bowed, "Young master, I remember that there were many names and history of ancient sects engraved on the stone tablets in the clan back then. It seemed that there was this name, and I still remember a little."

Feng Lie nodded when he heard this and said in great interest: "Oh? Let's hear it."

"This Bu Lao Mountain is one of the best sects in the wilderness five thousand years ago. The practices practiced in the sect are famous for their rapid success. The difficulty of breaking through the bottleneck of the body tempering period is far lower than that of other sects. It was the first to be popular at that time. It was precisely because of this that the number of disciples far exceeded that of other sects. Even the commanders of the monsters at that time attached great importance to Bu Lao Mountain."

"Hmph, how can I get the quick way to cultivate immortals? The yin and yang in heaven and earth complement each other and transform into each other. How can it be so easy to take advantage of opportunities?" Feng Li snorted coldly when he heard this, and said disdainfully.

"The young master is wise, and the situation did develop like this later,"

The old man smiled and flattered Feng Lie, and continued: "According to ancient books, the martial arts of Bulaoshan have a fatal disadvantage, that is, they are very easy to get possessed. Moreover, many monks who failed to hit the bottleneck exploded and died, and their souls could not be reincarnated, and they would eventually become evil ghosts and stay between heaven and earth."

The monsters around were also very interested in this quick-achieving method. When they heard this, they looked at each other and calmed down immediately as if they had been poured with cold water. They thought that this was too terrifying. If they could not cultivate immortality, they would change to cultivating ghosts?

Feng Lie's face remained unchanged. He narrowed his eyes and stared at the stone tablet surrounded by ghosts not far away, and asked, "Did the gate of Immortal Mountain beneath Tianhu?"

"This... the old slave is unknown. It is said that the Immortal Mountain almost became a ghost mountain and was jointly wiped out by major monster families. The relevant records were also destroyed. The old slave was also fortunate to see several classics preserved by the clan leader and have some understanding of this."

The old man shook his head, but then whispered: "But the Immortal Mountain is prosperous for a while. Even if people go to the sky, there are still some treasures left. Perhaps there is the strange treasure mentioned by the Lord of the Spirit Ape Sect."

Speaking of this, the monsters, including the old man, all showed hope and even fanaticism. If this is really Bu Lao Mountain, it would be no less than the huge force of the Feng family today. Will there be no treasure here? Everyone is Feng Lie's loyalty. If they can explore the treasure mountain, everyone will definitely receive rewards. This kind of opportunity is rare.

Feng Li stood quietly with his hands behind his back, and the demons around him dared not speak.

Feng Lie did not feel fanatical and excited after hearing the old man's words. No one was moved by the treasures in the Immortal Mountains, but Feng Lie immediately thought that Tianhu was a rare blessed land of caves, with the rich spiritual energy and superior environment, which was definitely worthy of the big monsters in the wilderness to seize them. The Immortal Mountains back then were even more of a holy place for cultivation in all the immortals. Although they were a little eager for quick success, they did not affect their strength.

These two places are linked together, but such a death place appears, which makes Feng Lie feel a very bad premonition in his heart.

As a spiritual beast clan, Fengli's perception in some aspects is far superior to that of humans. Yang Xiu just felt that this place was very uncomfortable. It was not a good place, but Fengli could clearly sense the ghosts floating around and the evil spirits peeking in the dark. These ghosts only had murderous intent and hatred for all living things in the world. If they were not intentionally controlled, Fengli would almost unable to help but sacrifice magic weapons to clean up the surrounding ghosts!

After calming down, Feng Lie said, "Continue to move forward and go up the mountain to find out."

"As for the order!" Everyone said with a loud bang, full of momentum. A large number of treasures, spirit stones were right in front of them, who was not happy? But when everyone left, no one noticed that the originally solemn and solemn stone tablet quietly became dark and cold, and the flying ghosts were more than ten times more than just now, and the stone tablets were covered with densely densely.

A pair of scarlet eyes flashed between the ghosts, causing the surrounding temperature to drop a little in an instant, and a terrifying and sharp laughter came faintly, making people shudder.

...

From a distance, I saw the Immortal Mountain just a bare stone mountain. When I really climbed up, I found that the hillside was extremely difficult to walk. There were hidden formations and evil ghosts everywhere on the road. When I used a Zen stick to bounce a zombie with black pus all over my body, Monk Jingyuan finally couldn't help feeling disgusting, and the cat lowered his waist and vomited wildly.

"After all, you are a cultivator with the fifth level of body tempering. Are you a little promising?" Yang Xiu leaned over and took out a red bead from a split zombie, turned his head to look at Monk Jingyuan, with a look of contempt.

Jingyuan vomited two more times, pulled out the water talisman and turned into a pool of clear water to wash it, and said angrily: "Brother Yang, I don't object to killing zombies, but why do you still have to dissect it?"

"These corpse beads are rare puppet materials, which are corrosion-resistant and wear-resistant and not afraid of low temperatures. They are not allowed to buy them at ordinary times."

Yang Xiu wiped the corpse beads clean and put them in his arms, looked up at the surroundings, and curled his lips and said, "It's a pity that the yield rate is too low, just give it a little more."

When Monk Jingyuan heard this, he spit out a large mouthful of clear water, and his eyes looked at Yang Xiu with resentment. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!