Su Yi patted his storage bag, took out a few talismans, and prepared to fight the big man surnamed Zhu.

At this moment, Leng Qingyue scolded: "Be careful."

At the same time, Su waved his hand and instantly moved the wind wall that was originally blocking her to Su Yi's side.

Just a few tinkling sounds were heard, and nine translucent flying knives shot against the wind wall, making a crisp sound.

Su Yi took a closer look and saw that these nine translucent flying knives turned out to be the broken nine-ring sword of the man named Zhu.

It seems that the appearance of this nine-ringed sword is just a disguise, and the translucent flying knife is the true form of the natal magic weapon of the great Han named Zhu.

This is a trap from start to finish.

The remaining monks may have been poisoned by the big man named Zhu and the ghost cultivator.

Su Yi sneered: "Brother Zhu, you did a good job!"

At the same time, he pressed his hands on the ground, and a large amount of water suddenly poured out of the ground, surrounding the man named Zhu.

At the same time, Su Yi flicked his fingers together, popping up several water columns. As soon as the water columns entered the air, they turned into thick mist and spread.

"Illusion! Don't let him succeed, otherwise the illusion will be too difficult to deal with in the narrow terrain."

The big man surnamed Zhu shouted loudly, summoned the flying knife, and at the same time flicked with both hands, and countless flying knives transformed by light and shadow were shot at Su Yi.

"You think I don't want to! This bitch is actually a monk in the alchemy stage! No wonder she is so confident."

The ghost cultivator's voice was hoarse and his emotions could not be heard, but he spoke very quickly and seemed to be quite urgent.

At this time, he was pressed against the wall by the wind blade and could not move. He could only rely on the surrounding formations to block Leng Qingyue's wind blade.

This ghost cultivator actually knows the Lock Valley Formation very well, and can even mobilize part of the power of the formation to fight against the enemy. It seems that he was once a disciple of Yellow Maple Valley.

"I have no choice but to use my last resort."

Seeing that the formation protecting the ghost cultivator was about to be broken, the ghost cultivator gritted his teeth, and a yellow light suddenly flashed on the bone-white palm, and a crystal clear jade pendant appeared in its hand.

"No!" Su Yi shouted softly, gave up on the opponent in front of him, and threw himself in front of Leng Qingyue.

Leng Qingyue also scolded and shot out a huge wind blade from her hand, preparing to kill the ghost cultivator with one blow.

At this moment, the ghost cultivator muttered a few spells.

Su Yi and Leng Qingyue flashed yellow light and were teleported out of the room by the formation and went to other places.

"What should we do? This is our geomantic treasure land. I don't know how many ignorant casual cultivators have been trapped and killed here. We can't let those golden elixir stage women take over."

The big man surnamed Zhu walked up to the ghost cultivator and whispered.

"Junior brother, don't be impatient. I sent them to the Kung Fu room. There are neither pills nor magic weapons there. It's just wishful thinking to escape with brute force. We'll just wait for the ghostly mist to slowly corrode that person.

Female cultivator, when the time comes, her cultivation level will be greatly reduced, and she will not let you manipulate her, hahaha..."

Guixiu looked confident.

The big man named Zhu also laughed, but his smile was indescribably vulgar.

...

In a medium-sized room.

The room is surrounded by yellow light, making it invulnerable.

In the light, there was some faint black ghost mist, surging like a living thing.

"The aura of the underworld." Su Yi is very familiar with the ghost mist. When he saw Master Zhang confronting the enemy that day, he unleashed this kind of ghost mist against the enemy.

"It should be the ghostly mist of the underworld. This kind of ghostly mist can slowly erode the monk's mind and spirit, completely transforming the human monk into a ghost cultivator."

Leng Qingyue said lightly. Although she was surrounded by ghosts and mist, she didn't seem to be panicked.

She pointed to an altar in the middle of the room and said softly: "What a blessing. It seems that a teleportation array has been set up in this room. It seems that the monks from the Yellow Maple Valley temporarily built it to escape."

"But, it seems that this teleportation array has been destroyed." Su Yi pondered.

"It doesn't matter. Mr. Su has forgotten what the purpose of this concubine was before she came here?"

Leng Qingyue stroked the black hair on her forehead and said with a smile.

Leng Qingyue rarely showed such a bright smile. With the blessing of her beautiful face, Su Yi was also stunned.

Su Yi calmed down and said: "Oh? Miss Leng came here this time to build a teleportation array in Hongyu County. It seems that Leng Niang's storage bag should have ready-made materials to repair the teleportation array."

Leng Qingyue said: "That's exactly it."

After saying that, he started searching on the ground.

The room was very messy, with rickety bookshelves everywhere. Some bookshelves were empty, while some books were scattered all over the floor.

It seems that this is the practice room of Huangfeng Valley, but the disciples of Huangfeng Valley left in a hurry and did not have time to take away all the practices.

"What are you looking for, Miss Leng? Maybe I can help." Su Yi asked.

"I want to see if there are any secrets about the formation that I can learn about so that I can speed up the repair of the formation."

After saying that, he suddenly said "Hey" and said with a surprised look: "How come there is a book of Ghost Dao Kung Fu here, [Ghost Spirit Dao Technique], created by the master of Ghost Spirit Sect..."

Leng Qingyue opened the technique and began to recite it in a low voice.

When Su Yi heard the words "Ghost Spirit Gate", he jumped up as if struck by lightning.

It takes no effort to get there even if you wear iron shoes.

The secret book of Ghost Spirit Sect that I have been looking for for a long time is actually in the Yellow Maple Valley.

"Miss Leng, can you borrow this secret book for me to read next?" Su Yi suppressed the excitement in his heart and said softly.

Leng Qingyue handed over the secret book, and Su Yi flipped through it page by page.

After a long time, he sighed dejectedly: "Practice of the ghost way requires a large number of living souls. Devouring the living souls will harm the world. Even if you can barely practice to the Nascent Soul stage, you will eventually fall into the ghost way.

"

"Mr. Su, the ghost way skills are like this, what's there to sigh about?" Leng Qingyue was puzzled.

Su Yi then talked about the Netherworld Qi in his body.

After listening to this, Leng Qingyue looked like she suddenly understood.

"No wonder I have always felt that Mr. Su has a strong ghost energy in his body. If Mr. Su didn't say anything, I would have thought that Mr. Su had practiced some powerful ghost technique!"

After finishing speaking, he said with a smile: "Master Su is really a blessed man. A concubine can solve the problem of regenerating souls."

When Su Yi heard this, he seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and said quickly: "Seriously?"

Leng Qingyue patted her waist, took out a storage bag, and took out a jade box from the storage bag:

"Young master, you are really lucky. Among the items I traded with General Beng on King Fu's orders this time, there happened to be a large number of souls of sea beasts. Originally, King Fu was here to sacrifice a powerful treasure."

"Souls of sea beasts? It is indeed said in [Ghost Spirit Taoist Art] that human beings are the spirits of all things and can devour beasts. The souls of sea beasts do not harm Tianhe. Ordinary people can eat chicken, duck, and fish anyway."

"But." Su Yi's voice changed: "If Miss Leng gives Prince Fu's things to Su like this, aren't you afraid that Prince Fu will blame you?"

Leng Qingyue smiled slightly: "If you are trapped in the Yue Kingdom and can't get out, then this storage bag will be of no use to Prince Fu. Only when Mr. Su's realm improves can I be more confident about getting out of this ghost place, not to mention that it's not in vain.

To the young master, isn’t the young master still working for Prince Fu?”

When Su Yi heard this, he smiled and said, "Then I would be disrespectful."

Taking the jade box, Su Yi suddenly asked: "I wonder if Miss Su will receive the meat of high-level sea beasts during this transaction."

Su Yi suddenly asked this question for the sake of his own [Innate Skill].

Su Yi gradually discovered that the meat of level three monsters could no longer advance the [Innate Skill].

Hearing this, Leng Qingyue asked about the whole story and said calmly: "This [Xiantian Kung Fu] has a great background. Master, do you know that this is probably a technique passed down from the spiritual world. It is something that cannot be practiced without spiritual roots."

It was founded by a human body trainer with great perseverance, who ended up living in the human world for some reason."

Su Yi has long wondered why there is a kind of skill in this world that ordinary people can't practice to the end in their lifetime.

It would make sense to say that this technique was created by monks from the spiritual world.

After all, it is rumored that there are a large number of rare treasures in the spiritual world, and even pills that extend the life span of ordinary people are not uncommon.
Chapter completed!