Why, it is indeed like the Ghost King’s question, Shenzhou Lake is full of ghost bodies, why should I help the human monks?

Humans and ghosts have different paths. Even if they cultivate into ghost bodies, even if they can move around in the cultivation world, ghosts are still ghosts, not human races.

Why can Bai Yi hear the indifference from the Ghost King's voice? But he didn't mind. He stood under the tree with his hands behind his back and said, "Chenzhou Lake is also in the Qingtian."

In the brief silence, there was a sound of water flowing, and there was no water in the abdomen of the mountain, but above the abdomen was the real bottom of the lake. At this time, whirlpools appeared at the bottom of the lake that should have been quiet, stirring up the water waves.

Shenzhou Lake, located on the edge of Yuzhou, cannot jump out of the Qingkong area. Since it is part of the Qingkong area, even if you are out of trouble, Shenzhou Lake will be summarized into the Qingkong area by those strong people from outside the domain. It doesn’t matter to other strong people from outside the domain. The Ghost King never cares, but the existence of the Sanxian, even this Ten Thousand Years Ghost King, has to be afraid of three points. If a Sanxian really arrives in Qingkong, then the situation of Shenzhou Lake will not be too stable.

The disaster in the Qingkong area seems to have nothing to do with Chenzhou Lake, but who knows whether those scattered immortals will come to trouble Chenzhou Lake? This place has no treasures, but it has an entrance to the ghost realm. Especially for those monks who are good at the ghost method, Chenzhou Lake is a real treasure land.

Not to mention other major domains, I am afraid that once the people in the Netherworld occupy the Qingkong area, Shenzhou Lake will definitely not be peaceful.

Just a simple conversation, just a few words have already named their pros and cons. The Ghost King mocked Bai Yi for overestimating his abilities, while Bai Yi fought back with the position of Shenzhou Lake. Neither of them said anything in depth, but it was indeed a verbal battle.

After being silent for a long time, the big face on the locust tree twisted slightly, and then disappeared. A cold whisper came from the wooden house: "The Qingkong area cannot be kept. Chenzhou Lake will not interfere in the battle of your cultivation world. Tell me if the power behind you is the Danwang Palace, the Star Island, or the Beast Control Sect. If you are just a casual cultivator and come for the blood of passion, then stay."

It was obvious rejection, and there was no room for negotiation.

Not only did he refuse to help, the Ghost King also had to calculate the revenge of the Ice Ghost being killed. If Bai Yi was powerful behind him, the Ice Ghost might be fine if he died. If Bai Yi was just a casual cultivator, he would have to pay the Ice Ghost to his life today.

There is no need to say too carefully among the real strong men. As soon as the other party spoke, Bai Yi understood the other party’s intention.

"That ice ghost broke the rules and should have died." Bai Yi glanced at the wooden door that opened in the wooden house and said calmly: "You can't afford to offend the people behind me."

"You are from the Immortal Palace" The Ghost King's voice came from the wooden house, with an accident, but more of it was a greed.

"A guard captain in the fusion realm, a group of fighting soul puppets, do you think your Immortal Palace can command my Shenzhou Lake?"

Hiss

With the cold shout of the Ghost King, the sound of snake letters sucking and spitting out from the darkness under Bai Yi's feet. Amid the strange friction, a giant python, which was covered in black, climbed from the depths of the mountain belly, plated on the locust tree, stared at Bai Yi from a high place, and a white light shone in the snake's eyes.

The strange python that suddenly appeared was not a living thing, but was covered with dead energy. It was a ferocious creature in another world that was completely condensed with yin energy. It emitted aura that was definitely no less than that of a cultivator in the early stage of fusion, and it was equivalent to the peak existence of a level 8 monster.

"Snake" Bai Yi looked up at the monster python and said softly.

The worm snake is a kind of evil creature from the ghost realm. If compared with the level, its strength is similar to that of the eighth-level peak monster, and it cannot be seen in the human world, unless it is summoned by a powerful ghost cultivator or summoned by a powerful ghost method.

"You actually recognize the snake, your experience is really good."

The cold words of the Ghost King came from the wooden house again: "It's not Tengfei, nor Wu Cheng, nor the sound of Baili Qin. When did such a person appear in the Immortal Palace? In the early stage of the fusion, he is proficient in ghost paths and Buddhist mantras. Who are you? Have you never heard of the hidden cultivator who defected to the Immortal Palace? The owner of the Immortal Palace is dead?"

"I heard it." Bai Yi nodded.

"Then you have to work hard for the Immortal Palace." The Ghost King's voice became even more gloomy and said, "Why come to Chenzhou Lake, you killed the Ice Ghost, and there is a place left. Since you are proficient in the ghost realm, you will probably be able to cultivate into a ghost body very quickly. I will help you and help you take off this body of skin."

The powerful ghost energy that was so pure that it was beyond words rose in vain in the hut. In the face of this ghost energy, even the cultivator at the peak of the fusion would be frightened.

It was a kind of pressure and aura that was extremely close to the Mahayana monks. In front of this aura, the realm of fusion would be as powerless as a child.

Bai Yi's eyes remained on the snake's body, and did not look at the wooden house for a long time. He seemed to be unaware of the huge ghost energy around him. At this time, he seemed to say casually: "Don't you hate snakes?"

"What did you say?" The majestic ghost aura seemed to have a moment of stagnation, and the Ghost King's shocked and suspicious voice blurted out.

"Do you want to hear the story?"

Bai Yi's eyes finally left the ferocious snake. With a move, he walked towards the dark wooden house. While his figure was completely swallowed by the darkness of the wooden house, a whisper echoed in the mountain belly.

"A, a little sad story."

The wooden house is not very big, and the house is full of many miscellaneous items, including pots, pans, boxes, tables and chairs. The most surprising thing is that there is a kang. Although there is no stove or firewood, it is indeed a kang.

The room was very dark, with oil lamps on the table, and a little oil around the wick. If you forget that this is Shenzhou Lake, this wooden house is almost no different from the houses in the mortal village.

Except for the cold wind surging.

A little light gradually reflected Bai Yi's figure on the wall. The oil lamp ignited by the flames swayed left and right, and was soon blown out by the cold wind. Bai Yi carefully protected the flames with both hands. After the wind stopped, he smiled and sat down as if he was in his own home.

The wind in the room is not the real wind, but the gloomy ghost aura emitted by the Ghost King. If the Ghost King does not restrain the ghost aura, this ordinary oil lamp will not be lit.

Perhaps Bai Yi's previous words pointed out the secret of the Ghost King, or perhaps the Ghost King was also very curious about that sad story. In short, Bai Yi came to this real residence of the Ghost King for thousands of years without any harm.

However, there was only Bai Yi in the room, and there was no one else. Even if there was not even a ghost, the owner of Shenzhou Lake seemed to be floating in the air. However, Bai Yi knew that the other party was still staring at his figure.

In the strange wooden house where no one was alone, Bai Yi randomly knocked on the table and asked, "Are you sure you want to listen to that story again?" To be continued.

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