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Chapter 704: Ghost Cultivator's Lair, Ghost Cultivator

Chapter 704: Ghost Cultivation Lair: Ghost Cultivation Tomb

Feng Wan and others showed up. Judging from the clues obtained now, her mother, Ling Shi, should be in the hands of Helian Wu.

Helian Wushuang's cultivation level is not high, but he has many tricks and vicious methods.

But judging from their purpose, they wanted to use her mother to blackmail her, so her mother should not be in danger for the time being.

Buyao felt that Helian Wushuang was playing tricks on him, and if he caught him this time, he would be crippled if not killed.

"This Holy Lord will return to the Ghost Cultivation Tomb immediately. Will you go with me?"

The Tomb of Ghost Cultivators is the home of ghost cultivators, and it is quite dangerous there.

If this was said by another ghost cultivator, it is highly suspected that he was trying to trick Feng Wan and others into a trap.

But if this is what Buyao said, then it should not be the case.

It's not that he doesn't have that vision, it's just that he has a scumbag temperament and won't do it.

"go."

Feng Wan is very determined, no matter how difficult it is, she will rescue her mother.

Seeing the determination in Feng Wan's eyes, Bu Yao was actually shaken.

Don't tell me, it's really pretty.

"Okay, let's go."

On the way to the Ghost Cultivation Tomb, Zong Zhengxuan reported their whereabouts back to Tianyuan Sect and told Ling Ze about the Helian family.

Zong Zhengxuan didn't need to tell Ling Ze what to do, he already knew how to deal with it.

For families involved with ghost cultivators, there is only one fate: to be exterminated.

It's not that the world of cultivation has zero tolerance for this kind of family, but if we don't kill them, more innocent people will die.

On this day, Feng Wan and others finally reached the boundary of Beihuang.

This was Feng Wan's first time in Beihuang.

The Northern Wilderness was cold and the living conditions were poor. After the defeat in the great war, the three sects of demon cultivators, ghost cultivators and demon cultivators retreated here.

But although the cultivation resources here are poor and the conditions are harsh, it has the largest auction house.

The auction house holds a small auction every five years and a large auction every hundred years.

This year coincides with the centenary event, and a very grand auction will be held at that time.

Other monks in need will come.

No one knows who is behind this auction house, but they only know that his power is very huge.

Even demon cultivators, ghost cultivators and demon cultivators don't dare to go in and cause trouble. They can go in and shoot things. If they dare to cause trouble, no matter who they are, they will be killed directly.

For tens of thousands of years, there has never been any trouble in the Beihuang auction house.

There was once a person who didn't believe in evil and wanted to force the person behind it to show up. As a result, he entered standing up and came out sideways.

And the monk who did not believe in evil had already reached the level of transcending tribulation, so since that time, no one dared to cause trouble again.

As long as you can afford the price, Beihuang Auction House can find it for you.

If there are treasures that want to be sold at a good price, they can take them to the Northern Auction House for auction, and the final price will be surprising.

According to the previous holding time, the auction house will be open to people from all over Jiuhuang in another half month.

Regardless of whether they are cows, ghosts, gods, or snakes, everyone can enter. Of course, you must abide by the rules when entering.

Now that he is here, Feng Wan also wants to have a long experience.

He was in a hurry this time and was about to go to the Northern Wilderness. Zong Zhengxuan sent a message to the ancestor of Shangxing, asking him to come together to protect Feng Wan.

It's not that Zong Zhengxuan doesn't believe in his nephew's strength, it's that the situation in Beihuang is too complicated.

There are ghost cultivators, demon cultivators, etc., as well as several unknown forces. In order to be absolutely sure, we must be fully prepared.

Bu Yao was much more familiar with Beihuang than Feng Wan and others, and he led the way along the way.

Only when he finally arrived in Beihuang did Fengwan realize how chaotic it was.

Some people are walking well on the street, and a person may suddenly come out and want to compete with you.

Even if you refuse, the opponent's machete has already struck you.

"Master, has this place always been such a mess?"

Zong Zhengxuan also came to Beihuang when he traveled around, and he still knew a little about this place.

"Yes, Duanwan, I'm better than before. It's just a battle of skills, and I won't kill anyone."

The previous fights were always to the death, and this was all thanks to the efforts of the people behind the Beihuang Auction House.

It is said that he set the rules: fighting is allowed, but killing is not allowed.

Feng Wan nodded, people living here must be worried every day.

Although she is not afraid, she does not like such an environment.

"Buanwan, if you continue walking north for one day, you can reach the Ghost Cultivation Tomb. Are you ready?"

Buyao looked at Feng Wan with a worried look.

However, this kind of behavior can only deceive innocent little girls, and Feng Di will not be fooled at all.

If you are really worried about yourself, just look into his eyes.

There is no emotion in Buyao's eyes at all, it's just an act.

"certainly."

Feng Wan's voice was very firm, so it didn't matter that it was the ghost cultivator's lair, she was determined this time.

"Haha, okay, let's go."

One day later, before Feng Wan and others entered the Ghost Cultivation Tomb, Shangxing Ancestor arrived.

For the sake of safety, the ancestor of Shangxing asked Feng Wan and others to stay in his Qiankun sleeves, and he took them with Bu Yao to the Ghost Cultivation Tomb.

The Ghost Tomb is very large and eerie. From the outside, it looks like a huge tomb, which is why it got its name.

The sky above the Ghost Cultivation Tomb is filled with gloomy air, even in broad daylight, giving people a very depressing feeling.

Corpse puppets with missing arms and legs swayed past in rows, and there were endless sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling.

If you are timid, you will be frightened by these alone, let alone go in.

Seeing Bu Yao, the ghost cultivators in charge of patrol hurriedly bent down and saluted.

"The slaves have met the Holy Lord and welcome the Holy Lord home."

"Um."

Buyao gave a very noble and reserved hum, and then swaggered into the Ghost Cultivation Tomb.

Ancestor Shangxing followed and walked in.

With Ping's ancestor Shangxing's cultivation in the Tribulation Realm and his invisibility, these ghost cultivators can't see through it.

There was no demon around, and no ghost cultivator dared to risk his life to stop him for interrogation, so he led Feng Wan and others into the ghost cultivator's tomb very smoothly.

As soon as Bu Yao came back, he was busy telling Saint Ancestor Guo Zhu about it.

"Disciple, you are back. Master, I miss you so much."

Before Buyao could find trouble with Helian Wushuang, his master tremblingly rushed towards him.

"Master, you are weak, it is better to take care of yourself in bed."

Buyao raised his hand and pressed his master's shoulders to prevent him from jumping into his arms.

Guo Zhu didn't care, but smiled and pulled Buyao inside.

"It'll be good if you come back. Master doesn't get enough rest every day because he's afraid that you will be bullied."

The corner of Gui Xiu's mouth twitching as he followed behind him, he must be bullying others.

"Master, you are right to worry, someone is really bullying me."

These words made Guo Zhu stop walking forward. "Who are you serious about this?"

Guo Zhu's voice immediately turned cold. Someone dared to bully his precious apprentice. He was looking for death.

The ghost cultivators who followed were so frightened that they silently took a few steps back. Don't let them be the little fish in the pond.

Which one is not smart? No, it should be the one who is more capable. He actually bullied the Demon-Bullsing Saint.

By the way, there really is one, Patriarch Buran, who bullies the Holy Lord a lot.

Baby, here you go, please feed me!
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