Chapter 152 The Ghost Raiser

After leaving Changyou Mountain, Chu Chen went straight to Canglan Market.

He planned to continue to hide in Canglan Market as Zhou Qin and continue to practice in seclusion, and by the way, he would find out about the foundation-building skills and the guest elders of Yunshui Sect.

True Man Qingyun, who guarded Canglan Market, was a casual cultivator. Chu Chen had purchased information about True Man Qingyun through Tiantong Gold Manor.

True Man Qingyun joined Yunshui Sect two hundred years ago and became a guest elder of Yunshui Sect.

He was in the early stage of foundation-building and his strength was not strong. Like True Man Lingyin who guarded Chiyan Market in the past, he was one of the weakest foundation-building cultivators.

In the evaluation of Tiantong Gold Manor's intelligence, True Man Qingyun was not as good as Qiao Yan'er, the newly promoted foundation-building cultivator.

And True Man Qingyun's life span was not much.

After the Qi training cultivator broke through the foundation-building period, his life span increased greatly, reaching four hundred years.

But True Man Qingyun is now six Jiazi years old. According to the maximum life span, True Man Qingyun still has forty years left.

Cultivators cannot avoid fighting with others, and foundation-building immortals are no exception.

In fact, Immortal Qingyun had already broken through the middle stage of foundation-building in his early years, but was seriously injured in a fight with others, causing his cultivation to fall to the early stage of foundation-building.

Lifespan was also affected, and Immortal Qingyun definitely did not have forty years left.

"A foundation-building immortal with a short lifespan, weak combat power, and a casual cultivator is not a big threat to me, and is also the best candidate for intelligence."

If Immortal Qingyun was strong, Chu Chen would really not want to contact him, and would rather look for other foundation-building immortals.

He knew his own strength.

Although he broke through the foundation-building period, he had not yet switched to the foundation-building technique, and had never practiced the first-level Taoism of foundation-building. He only had the Qingtian Ganlingjing, a top-grade magic weapon.

In terms of real combat power, he estimated that he was not much stronger than Immortal Qingyun and Immortal Lingyin, and was at the bottom of the foundation-building immortals.

Chu Chen was not in a hurry to travel. He walked and stopped along the way, getting familiar with his own rapidly increasing strength while experiencing the customs and customs of Hanbei.

Because of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the number of powerful people in Hanbei is more than that in Dayan.

There are more than a dozen innate warriors in Hanbei, and even the existence of cultivators is not a secret in Hanbei.

The cultivation world and the mortal world of Hanbei are not separated from each other. The Hanbei royal family that governs the entire Hanbei has an outer disciple of Yunshui Sect in every generation, and even an inner disciple.

"Hanbei has been passed down for thousands of years. It has experienced the danger of national destruction several times in the middle. It was only by relying on the royal disciples who worshipped Yunshui Sect that it survived."

In the real sphere of influence of Yunshui Sect, if you have no relationship with Yunshui Sect, it is impossible to sit firmly on the throne.

One day.

Chu Chen passed by a towering ancient city.

"Zhoucheng?"

Looking up, there was a word "Zhou" written above the city gate.

"Now that I am Zhou Qin, how can I not enter Zhoucheng when I meet him?"

Chu Chen was so excited that he stepped into Zhoucheng.

The streets in the city were orderly, people were coming and going, and there were hawking sounds everywhere, which was bustling and prosperous.

"Two innate warriors?"

As soon as he entered Zhoucheng, Chu Chen habitually used the Qingtian Sense Spirit Mirror to explore the surroundings, and his expression changed.

Although there are more innate warriors in Hanbei Kingdom than in Dayan Kingdom, it is not so exaggerated. There are only twelve innate warriors on the surface.

There are two innate warriors in Zhoucheng, which is abnormal no matter how you look at it.

However, these mundane things have nothing to do with Chu Chen.

He found an inn to stay in, ordered a table of delicious food, and enjoyed it casually.

For foundation-building cultivators, mundane food only serves to satisfy their appetite. If they are eaten for a long time, they need to circulate their mana to refine the impurities in it.

In fact, not only foundation-building cultivators, but even Qi-training cultivators, if they have a choice, will use spiritual objects rich in spiritual energy such as spiritual rice as food to reduce the intake of impurities.

"Hmm?"

While eating, Chu Chen frowned suddenly and looked towards the center of the city.

Boom!

A huge noise shook most of the city, as if some building collapsed, stirring up dust all over the sky.

"Chang Xianglin, you are so bold. As an official appointed by the court, you dare to raise ghosts. You should be killed!"

An angry shout sounded, and several figures rose into the sky.

"If you want to kill me, then come!"

The first person laughed loudly, opened his arms, and jumped and flew in the air like a roc flapping its wings.

Behind this person, several men in black clothes followed closely and chased after him.

"Xuanyiwei."

Chu Chen glanced at the men in black clothes and recognized their identities.

Members of Xuanyiwei.

Xuanyiwei was founded by the founding ancestor of Hanbei Kingdom. It is similar to Jinyiwei of Dayan Kingdom. It has the functions of supervising officials and suppressing the martial arts world.

Compared with the Jinyiwei, the Xuanyiwei has one more function, which is to slay demons and monsters.

The spiritual energy of Hanbei is richer than that of Dayan, so demons and monsters will occasionally breed, and at the same time, there will be people with malicious intentions who raise demons and monsters.

At this time, the Xuanyiwei members need to kill them.

"Ghost cultivator?"

Chu Chen's eyes fell on the man in front, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

He felt a faint ghost aura from this person, which was intermittent. If this person did not actively reveal his aura, even he could not sense the existence of the ghost aura.

"This method of concealing the aura."

Chu Chen's eyes lit up and he immediately became interested.

The method of concealing the aura used by this person not only deceived his perception, but also deceived the Qingtian Sense Spirit Mirror.

This method of concealing breath is far more powerful than the art of hiding breath.

If he can get this spell, it will be of great use to him in joining the Yunshui Sect.

…

Outside Zhoucheng.

Several figures, one chasing and one fleeing.

“Damn it!”

Chang Xianglin glanced at the Xuanyiwei strongman behind him, his face was gloomy, and he hated it in his heart.

He was the lord of Zhoucheng, controlling Zhoucheng, secretly plundering the people and feeding ghosts. This matter was extremely secretive. In addition, with the means he mastered, even if this matter was exposed, it would not implicate him.

But he never expected that when the commander of the Xuanyiwei, Bai Zhang, came to the door in person, a ghost he fed suddenly went crazy, so that he was exposed.

As a last resort, he could only escape.

“It’s not a solution to drag it on like this, we must find a way to escape!”

Chang Xianglin’s eyes sharpened and he made up his mind.

Woo~

Chang Xianglin immediately took out a pottery jar and opened the lid. A series of shrill wails came out instantly, sharp and piercing, as if they were going to tear the eardrums of others.

Then.

A ball of black mist flew out of the pottery jar.

The black mist kept changing its shape, condensing into a series of hideous and terrifying faces, as if it was formed by countless wronged souls and evil spirits.

"Go!"

Chang Xianglin bit his finger, sprinkled a few drops of blood into the black mist, pointed in the direction of several Xuanyiwei warriors, and shouted in a deep voice.

"Woo~"

The black mist was stained with blood, and the eyes of the faces turned red, and they went towards the Xuanyiwei warriors.

"Just a little ghost, dare to be so rampant!"

There was an innate warrior in the Xuanyiwei who looked at the flying black mist without fear.

He took action directly.

Soon, the black mist was shattered, but it was blocked by the black mist after all, and Chang Xianglin took the opportunity to escape.