When Yan Shan heard that the other party was going to trade, he let go of his heart. If he really threw the relics into the pool, he would have to leave his hometown and find another place to gather souls.

There are many treasures in the world, but there are few soul pits and earth eyes.

"What deal?" Yan Shan asked with caution.

"Help me kill someone." Bai Yi smiled relaxed and naturally.

"Kill someone?" Yan Shan was stunned, then showed a disdainful look and said proudly: "You have attracted the enemy, how many times you come, I will kill you as much as you want. As long as you collect that relic, this cold pond will be your refuge."

It is possible to say that using the Hantan as Bai Yi's refuge, which shows how afraid of Yan Shan is. Anyway, killing some low-level cultivators is just a way to kill ghosts. For ghosts, monks can become hosts and possess them, which is also a great replenishment of qi and blood.

"It's so satisfying to promise. It's worthy of being the Thousand Years Ghost King." Bai Yi nodded, suddenly his tone changed, and he asked, "Don't you want to know the cultivation of the person I want to kill."

"You little ghost in the Qi Refining Stage, what kind of powerful enemies can you have?" Yan Shan said with a sense of arrogance, "Just talk about the Foundation Establishment Stage more, don't worry, even in the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage, you will have a lot of people coming and die."

Bai Yi's smile gradually became colder, and he said two words in a deep voice: "Golden Pill."

When Yan Shan heard the Jindan, he was stunned and silent. Before he could think about whether to help Bai Yi, the other party said two more words: "Later."

"Late stage of Jindan!"

Yan Shan was so shocked that he almost jumped out of the water, and shouted angrily: "If it is the early stage of the Jindan stage, I still have a chance to kill him in this cold pool. Even if the powerful man in the late stage of the Jindan stage falls into the cold pool, it will be easy to kill me. I can't help you!"

After Yan Shan finished speaking, he began to gather his soul power. Since the talk broke, he would be ready to tear his face apart. At worst, he would not want this cold pool anymore, and he would not mess with the late stage of Jindan cultivator.

Bai Yi was not surprised by Yan Shan's timidity. While playing with the relics, he slowly said: "Since you are helping me, you are the ghost king who is equivalent to the early stage of the Jindan stage. When I take action, I can also have a few more chances of winning. If the situation is not good, you can escape. It is probably not easy for the late stage of the Jindan cultivator to keep you."

After saying this, Yan Shan immediately laughed: "Let me help you, a kid in the late stage of Qi refining, kill a strong man in the late stage of Jindan? You really think about yourself. If you practice for hundreds of years first, I can still consider it."

Bai Yi also laughed, but he smiled extremely coldly, saying, "If I had ten years to kill the Jindan later, it would be a pity that I couldn't wait for that long."

"Can you kill the late stage of the Jindan in ten years?" Yan Shan said with disbelief: "Boy, there must be a limit to bragging. If you can break through to the early stage of the Jindan in ten years, my surname is Yan Shan, and I won't talk nonsense to you. If you change someone, I will kill you for you, it will be absolutely impossible for the late stage of the Jindan."

Take out an ordinary jade pendant from the storage bag, which was exactly the one given by Du Sanniang. Bai Yi smiled indifferently and said, "If you say it's a transaction, there will inevitably be a price. As long as you help me, this wisp of Nine Nether Cold Qi will belong to you."

Staring at the jade pendant, Yan Shan couldn't see any expression on his gray-black face, but the pair of ghost eyes flashed and dark, and a wet and cold wind blew around Bai Yi.

Hearing the four words "Jiuyou Cold" Yan Shan's heart trembled suddenly, and the greed in his heart rose like a strong wind. If the other party's relics had not restrained him, Yan Shan would have pounced on him and snatched him.

The Nine Nether Cold Qi is born in the cold place, with the breath of the Nine Netherworld. This breath is much more precious to ghosts than the earth eyes of the Soul Pit.

The soul-gathering place like the Soul Pit Earth Eye, which can gather mostly yin and cold air. Only the Earth Eye that goes straight to the center of the earth can occasionally appear a wisp of Nine Nether cold air. If a ghost can obtain the Nine Nether cold air, even if it is just a trace, it can make the ghost body more solid and at least increase its cultivation for hundreds of years out of thin air.

It is harder to practice ghosts than monsters. Monsters can gradually become stronger by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. However, ghosts can only achieve some attainments by relying on the yin energy of the soul-gathering place to continuously condense themselves, and after hundreds of years of hard condensation.

Yan Shan, who has been practicing for thousands of years, knows that the cultivation of ghosts is not easy. If he can get a wisp of Nine Nether Cold, his strength will not only become stronger, but also his ghost body will get great benefits.

With the yin energy emitted, he sensed that there was indeed a wisp of Nine Nether cold air in the jade pendant. Yan Shan was silent for a long time before speaking: "Who is the late stage of the Jindan you want to kill?"

"Cangyun Sect, Elder of Dan Pavilion." Bai Yi did not hide from Yan Shan.

"The cold air of Jiuyou is extremely precious to me, but life is more important." Yan Shan sighed in a deep voice and said helplessly.

Bai Yi frowned slightly. Unexpectedly, this old ghost was quite jealous of his life. He could even withstand the temptation of the cold air of Jiuyou. It seemed that Yan Shan was a cautious person.

"Since the Nine Nether Cold Qi is not worth your risk, I don't force it, but you lost an opportunity because of it." After a pause, Bai Yi said in a deep voice: "The opportunity to practice the ancient ghost path."

After saying that, he turned around and left, not even looking at Yan Shan on the water.

"Wait!" Yan Shan's eyes lit up when he heard the word "Ghost Dao" and asked anxiously: "Do you really know the ancient ghost Dao?"

Stopped, Bai Yi raised one hand with a sneer, moved quickly in the air, and drew a strange pattern out of thin air, like a totem or a blooming flower.

When the last stroke was completed, the space that Bai Yi's fingers drew a faint gray air like cracking, forming a hollow totem like a flower in front of him!

While the totem was formed, countless crying sounded suddenly in the pool, and soul bodies were pulled out of the water surface and sucked away by the strange totem. Countless ghosts knelt on the water surface in pain, as if they were worshipping the totem. In fact, the ghosts were holding the pool water tightly and dared not let go, using the power of the pool water to resist the terrifying and inexplicable suction force.

When the totem appeared, Yan Shan immediately felt a strange force that seemed to come from ancient times. The ghost energy in his body began to restlessly, but after a moment, the strange force disappeared, and he was surrounded by ghosts that had just been pulled out of the pool and kneeling on the water of the pool. The totem in front of Bai Yi had broken and dissipated.

"The soul-conjuring flowers bloom, and the ghosts worship. It turns out that there is really an ancient ghost art!" Yan Shan shouted in shock as if he had seen some miracle.

There are also legends circulating among ghosts. For ghosts, the most famous legend is the art of ghosts. It is said that once the ghost is successful, the ghost can be transformed into ghost cultivators, have an original body as solid as humans, and its appearance is just like ordinary people, and can even walk in the world of cultivation.

Ghost Cultivation, where all ghosts dreams are, Yan Shan is no exception.

Yan Shan has never seen the ghost art, but he has lived for a long time and has heard some rumors about the ghost art. Bai Yi's technique of drawing the flower totem just now is a ghost art called "Soul Conjuring Flowers". Apart from its lack of power, the ancient aura from ancient times is absolutely false.
Chapter completed!