The Nine Star Tomb is very big, exceeding Cheng Cheng's most optimistic estimate. Among them, there are nine bends and eighteen turns and forks. Without the girl's guidance, Cheng Cheng was afraid that he would really get lost. The memory of the last time he came here was already vague and worthless.

Deep in the tomb, it became even more gloomy, and faint fireflies floated in the air, and vaguely seemed to flash from time to time, making people shudder. Cheng Cheng knew that this was the soul spirit that the ghost clan scattered after refining the dead corpses.

The cultivation of the ghost clan and other races is different. Although they can absorb the breath of various substances, their efficiency is usually very low. What they are sensitive to is the soul essence produced after the death of various creatures. Correspondingly, what they condense in the condensed realm is the unique dead pattern among all races.

This strange cultivation method has naturally been disgusted by other races and regarded it as a way of evil. Therefore, for millions of years, the relationship between the ghost clan and various races has been very tense. Even though the world is separated, some large-scale wars still break out from time to time, forming a blood feud in the past.

Cheng Cheng's master Cheng Lang refused to cooperate with the ghost clan because of this deep-rooted hatred. Even this kind of cooperation will be of great help to him to open the Tianmen and return to the Hongtian world.

But what is interesting is that he never instilled this kind of hatred into Cheng Cheng, so that Cheng Cheng's disgust towards the ghost clan was far less strong than Cheng Lang, and even ordinary human clans.

At the end of a long tomb passage, a layer of strange cold mist was shrouded in a stone tomb gate of more than two people. Cheng Cheng remembered that the tomb gate was Gui Ji's residence behind him. He was still very young at that time and was left outside the door and was coaxed by Grandma Lan to play with it.

In my memory, the master and the ghost girl seemed to have a big quarrel inside, but they ended up in disagreement. Now, he was going to meet the ghost girl by himself, and he couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

"I'll send it here, you can go in by yourself. Remember, our girl has a bad temper. Don't mess with her. At least, you can't be like... you can't be like your master." The girl said carefully, then stepped forward and pulled the mechanism of the tomb door, then took a few steps back and stayed behind.

"Yes." Cheng Cheng nodded, willing to go back to Yingu with Grandma Lan. He had already figured out many things and had no intention of angering Gui Ji.

He stepped forward and was about to push the door, but the girl behind him suddenly spoke again, and this time his voice was even smaller: "That..."

"What's wrong? Is there anything else?" Cheng Cheng turned around and asked in confusion.

"Didn't you ask me my name just now?"

"Hmm?" Cheng Cheng raised his eyebrows and his emotions suddenly became higher: "What is the name of the young lady?"

The girl hesitated for a moment, then lowered her head, looked at her toes and said, "My name is... Xiu'er."

"Oh, it turns out it's Sister Xiu'er, I remember it."

Cheng Cheng's mouth curled up and showed a happy smile.

...

The tomb door looks very heavy, but it is extremely light when pushed. It is just that the tentacles are very cold, like a piece of ice. No wonder there is such a layer of cold fog around it.

Cheng Cheng didn't pay too much attention to what the scene behind the door looked like. It was probably very large. The various decorations were much more refined than the outside. The styles were obviously contrasting, no longer the gust of wind or lifeless. On the contrary, some places even had a bit of warm tones.

As for his eyes, he was completely attracted by the people inside.

This was the first time Cheng Cheng saw Gui Ji, and his first feeling was very unexpected.

The master never described the appearance of Gui Ji to him, so he always thought that this great man in the Ghost Clan should be pale and thin, with a dark and cold, and even a breath of death like other tribes.

But the person in front of her was very white, even whiter than the snow-moon skirt she had on her body, but there was no trace of pathology or death. Instead, a halo like a bright moon appeared from her skin. As for her appearance, Cheng Cheng was still young and did not know how to appreciate and evaluate a woman, but at least he knew that he was definitely more beautiful than any human woman he had ever seen. Even the wife of the Lord of Chijin City, who was known as the gorgeous Haizhou, was far less comfortable to look at.

So he suddenly remembered a very strange thing that his master once said accidentally, that the Ghost Girl seemed not from the Ghost Clan.

"It's really a bit different, so strange." He murmured inwardly.

When Cheng Cheng entered the door, Gui Ji sat upright on a white jade pier expressionlessly. He was thinking about something. When he saw him coming in, a faint joy flashed through his originally cold gaze.

"Come on, sit down."

Her tone was very easy-going, without deliberately pretending, and she couldn't tell what Miss Xiu'er said, "The bad temper" was said.

Cheng Cheng responded, without moving. Although this place is spacious, he cannot find a second place to sit.

Unless, he will sit on the bed.

"Just sit on the bed." Gui Ji smiled faintly: "I can't use it anyway."

Cheng Cheng was stunned and wondered what it means to not use it. Could it be that this Lord Gui Ji is really a ghost and doesn't have to sleep? Thinking of this, his pores all over his body were slightly exploded.

However, this idea was immediately denied by him.

The reason for this is that he felt the strong anger and the vitality on the other party.

As far as Cheng Cheng can remember, he has found something special on his body. He can feel living things without his eyes and ears, such as prey hidden in the dense forest, beasts sneaking quietly from behind, and even people.

The strength of this perception depends on the strength of the other party's vitality. He needs to be very close to a rabbit to feel that a mountain giant ape, two feet tall, can sense it half a mountain.

Before, he could feel the proximity of Yinhu Kongshan on the ridge, because of this ability. For high-level practitioners like Kongshan, his sensing distance would be astonishingly far.

He once told his master about this. His expression was surprised at that time, but he did not say anything. But two days later, the master suddenly told him not to tell anyone about this ability.

At this moment, the beautiful Ghost Ji opposite was emitting a strong breath of life, which made Cheng Cheng feel very comfortable. Of course, such an existence would definitely not be a real ghost.

The next moment, he really sat on the bed. The bed was soft and clean, and there was even a faint smell of fragrance. It didn't look like no one had slept for a long time, which made Cheng Cheng a little strange.

"Grandma Lan said, are you from Silver Valley volunteering?" Gui Ji turned around and faced him.

"I want to open the Tianmen and send Master's ashes back to Hongtian World." Cheng Cheng said very directly: "But I can't enter Chijin City."

Gui Ji nodded slightly. She understood that Cheng Cheng's words had two meanings: First, he could not enter now. With his mere cultivation level of enlightenment, any lowest level copper guard could easily take him down. Second, he might never be able to enter. With his extremely likely iron pattern physique, no matter how hard he tried, he would probably not be able to surpass his master, and of course he would not be able to challenge the guards of the Heavenly Gate.

"You need a helper to take you into the Tianmen, and I need a door opener. This is very good. I think there should be no problem between us." Gui Ji's expression became more and more relaxed, and the halo of her fair skin became more and more obvious.

Cheng Cheng hesitated for a moment and then said, "Actually, there are still some problems."

"Oh?" Gui Ji's Liu Ye's eyebrows frowned for a moment: "There are still problems? What's the problem?"

"Opening the Heavenly Gate requires at least the cultivation level of the Spirit Gathering Realm. But I may not be able to achieve this."

Gui Ji was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Grandma Lan told me, are you iron patterns?"

Cheng Chengying said: "It's probably true."

"I understand." Gui Ji let out a sigh of relief, and then she smiled: "This may be a problem for others, but it may not be a problem for me."

"I know." Cheng Cheng's expression did not fluctuate at all, as if he had guessed that the other party would say so.

"Do you know?" Gui Ji was very surprised.

Cheng Cheng nodded and said seriously: "My master said that you have a method to condense the second seal here, which can break through the limitations of the realm of a single seal."

At this moment, Gui Ji was really stunned and looked at Cheng Cheng steadily. After a while, she came to her senses and said word by word: "It was your master who asked you to come to me, right?"

Cheng Cheng didn't say anything, but the slightly bitter smile in his eyes had already answered.

"I really don't understand him." Gui Ji shook his head repeatedly: "I said all the good things, and he was unwilling to cooperate with me, so he lost his life. At the end, he asked you to come to me. Is his name as a lunatic really worthy of his name?"

Cheng Cheng lowered his eyes and murmured: "Master was awake before his death."

Gui Ji nodded slightly and fell into silence for a moment. After a while, she suddenly stood up and walked to Cheng Cheng: "Okay, let's not talk about him anymore. Now that's the case, that's all. From today on, you will follow me to practice martial arts. No matter your qualifications, I will use the shortest time to help you improve to the spiritual gathering realm. But..."

She paused for a moment and smiled faintly at Cheng Cheng: "My method of condensed the second seal is the supreme secret method of my ghost clan. Even ordinary tribe members have no chance to practice it. You are a human clan and cannot be taught."

Cheng Cheng waited for a while, but did not hear her words. He couldn't help but blink and asked curiously: "I couldn't, but there is a way to do it?"

Gui Ji nodded: "Of course there is a way, that is, you must become a member of the ghost clan."

"Become a ghost clan?" Cheng Cheng was surprised and frowned instinctively: "Isn't race born? How did this change?"

"Of course it's not changing your bloodline." Gui Ji shook his head: "I want you to join the Ghost Clan. There are two ways. The first is marriage. If you can marry a ghost woman as your wife, you can be considered a ghost clan member."

Speaking of this, she stopped, looked at Cheng Cheng's confused and horrified eyes, and couldn't help but burst into laughter: "By the way, it seems to be a little too early to talk about this to you, a twelve-year-old baby, and I'm afraid it will scare you. Then you can take the second path, which is actually simpler, that is, be my apprentice."

After saying this, the tomb suddenly became quiet. Cheng Cheng opened his eyes wide and looked at Gui Ji. The confusion in his eyes was even more obvious than before.

Gui Ji looked at him and seemed a little confused about his reaction: "What, is there any problem with this? I don't want to learn my things and call me Master?"

Cheng Cheng frowned and thought for a while, but still didn't say anything.

Gui Ji's patience seemed to begin to dissipate, and her tone suddenly rose several degrees: "Is it OK? Say something, don't be as shy as a little girl."
Chapter completed!