Chapter 379 Mr. Ghost

Within the Ghost King Sect, there is another deep passage leading to the heart of the mountain.

The passage is far-reaching, more tortuous, and extends into a huge hollow.

There is actually a hollow in the belly of the mountain, and it is not a naturally formed cave. Instead, the belly of the mountain was dug artificially, forming a belly like a wine pot, a huge deep pit.

In the deep pit, bright red blood was gathering, exuding a strong smell of blood, and the red light shone slightly, illuminating the entire space dark red.

Just now, Zhang Ziyu thought about something wrong. The superior beasts were specially caught, and Qinglong and Xuanwu did it together.

But the remaining strange beasts were not all captured in the past two days, but the Ghost King Sect had been secretly capturing strange beasts before.

The cave here and the blood pool underneath are used to contain the blood of these strange beasts.

In this cave, there is one less thing than a few days ago, and that is the Fulong Cauldron suspended above it.

Thousands of people stood on the edge of the deep pit of the blood pool, standing with their hands behind their hands, their expressions calm, and their thoughts could not be seen.

A black shadow quietly appeared from the other side, his figure hidden in the shadow, and his appearance could not be seen. It was very strange.

"Sect Master, is the transaction going smoothly?"

"If everything goes well, that person is not fussing over anything."

Ten Thousand People paused for a moment, thinking of Zhang Ziyu's demeanor, and added: "Perhaps in his eyes, the Fulong Cauldron is not that precious."

He looked at the black shadow and threw something in his hand.

"Mr. Ghost, this is one of the things I got in exchange. The technique of restraining souls and dispatching generals will be of great benefit to you as a ghost. I will give you the first half of the book first so that you can understand it first."

Mr. Ghost took the scroll and opened it. He glanced at it and couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise and admiration: "What a magical spell. It turns out that ghosts have such magical powers."

"Yes, after looking at it, I realized that what that person was trading was much more powerful than we imagined."

A red glove appeared on Wanwan's left hand, engraved with fire dragon patterns. It was obvious that he used the dragon-snake suit himself.

"Congratulations to the sect leader. With the great help, the development of the Ghost King Sect will definitely be smoother."

Mr. Ghost didn't care at all that Ten Thousand People just gave him half a volume and thanked him, although his words were still cold.

"It's not enough. No matter how strong you are, if you can't break the Zhuxian Sword Formation, it will still be impossible to unify the world."

Thousands of people looked deeply into the blood pool, and they lost their sense not to get help from this transaction.

"Sir, how confident are you with the method you mentioned a few days ago?"

"Seven points sure"

Mr. Ghost replied slowly: "Although the Four Spirits Blood Formation is recorded by Fulong Cauldron and is controlled by Fulong Cauldron as a hub, it is not incompetent. Fulong Cauldron comes from the wild temple, and the source of Shura's power is also in it. There, as long as we carve a Fulong Cauldron magic weapon as a control hub, the Four Spirits Blood Array can also be constructed, but "

"But what?"

"However, the Fulong Cauldron is extremely sophisticated and has many methods. Without the restraint of the Fulong Cauldron, it would be even more dangerous to activate Shura's power."

"It doesn't matter. Nothing in this world is without risk. Just act as planned. Over at the Wilderness Temple, I'll ask White Tiger to cooperate with you."

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Zhang Ziyu was on his way to Mount Sumeru. Naturally, he didn't know the ghost king's plan to go there, and he didn't even know that the words he left behind directly told You Ji to go find Wan Jianyi.

When I talked about Youji with Baguio before, I naturally thought of this matter.

In line with the mentality that lovers will eventually get married and eat popcorn while watching others fight, Zhang Ziyu decisively sold the old guy Wan Jianyi.

It's best if Yu Ji knows that he is still alive, Suigetsu also knows, and then hey hey hey.

It's really fun to watch other people's Shura fields. When the time comes, I'll ask that fat guy Lao Tian for gossip and ask for accurate information.

When I watched Zhu Xian back then, I had a lot of regrets that I couldn't get over. Now I occasionally get some enlightenment, which is pretty good.

"Condensing spiritual power and transforming it into the power of Xuan Ming, it is cold but more powerful. And there are also techniques such as Nether Slash and Xuan Ming Break. The combat power cannot be underestimated. No wonder the Ghost King Sect has inherited it for so long, and it still remains today. The Demonic Sect.”

On top of the Violent Bone Black Snake, Zhang Ziyu took the time to study the techniques traded by the Ghost King Sect. While practicing, he gradually understood the essence of it, and then integrated it into his own Guiyi Sutra little by little.

As he accumulated more and more, the Guiyi Mantra became more perfect and more domineering. The whirlpool in his dantian continued to swallow spiritual power, and was still consolidating and expanding the space of Zhang Ziyu's dantian.

It can be said that although he has not yet made a breakthrough, Zhang Ziyu is still getting stronger every minute and every second.

Zhang Ziyu threw the Xuan Ming Dao booklet to Hei Xuan and asked, "Let's see how it feels?"

"Obey my lord."

Hei Xuan carefully examined the technique, and even more immersed himself in it. He used the luck of Xuan Ming Dao to move around the sky, and his spiritual power was involved in it, constantly integrating into the energy core in his heart.

He stopped moving for a while, looked at Zhang Ziyu, and said respectfully: "Return to my lord, this Xuan Ming Dao is more suitable for me than Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao, and Xuan Ming Break and Nether Slash have little side effects for our clan. "

After all, the Demon Cult is not the right way. The two techniques of Xuan Ming Break and Nether Slash are both very powerful, but it is very difficult to practice them. If you are not careful, you will be seriously injured or even die. Therefore, there are not many people who are successful in the practice. .

This is even more difficult to achieve than the Divine Sword and Thunder Control Technique.

However, for the iron bodies of the Mechanical Spirit Clan, these side effects are much smaller. Even if they are injured, they can be repaired quickly, which is different from the flesh and blood bodies.

"Then focus on this and try to improve your strength."

"Yes, my Lord."

While the two were talking, the Black Snake of the Bone had penetrated the clouds and gradually flew down. The mountains in the distance had already appeared in front of Zhang Ziyu and the others.

Qilin said: "My Lord, we have reached Mount Xumi."

"Then let's go down."

The Black Snake of the Bone kept approaching, and the Buddha's light on Mount Xumi was already clearly visible.

In the midst of the clouds, the light penetrated the clouds and reflected a golden halo on Mount Xumi. With the colorful clouds, it really gave people a feeling of calming down.

The scenery here is indeed a Buddhist holy place.

"Dong~Dong~Dong~"

But at this time, a loud bell sounded, and the sound floated over the entire Mount Xumi. The clouds and golden light seemed to be broken by the bell sound.

Zhang Ziyu heard the heavy and loud bell and chuckled, "This is even bigger than the Ghost King Sect."

The Ligu Black Snake led Zhang Ziyu to slowly descend in front of Mount Xumi. When they arrived, there was already a circle of bald men standing on the opposite side, that is, the monks of Tianyin Temple.

Zhang Ziyu glanced over and it seemed that all those with a little cultivation had come down, about three or four hundred people.

The leader was a few old monks wearing cassocks and with extraordinary momentum. The worst cultivation was the third realm of Mahavam Prajna, which was equivalent to the cultivation of Shangqing.

"Amitabha, Taoist Zhang has come from afar. Tianyin Temple is sorry for not welcoming you. Please don't mind."

"Master Puhong, your crowd is much bigger than that of the Ghost King Sect, but it is not considered a lack of welcome."

Zhang Ziyu didn't care about the number of people on the other side. He smiled and looked at the kind-looking old monk in the lead. He had the highest cultivation and the best state of mind. He must be Master Puhong, the master of Faxiang.