Time passed bit by bit, after the first month of the month.
The iceberg finally made some movement.
First there was a slight shake.
Then the movements gradually became larger.
After a cup of tea, the effect of freezing the iceberg completely disappeared, and a dense clicking sound was heard on the iceberg.
At the last "bang~" sound, countless ice cubes flew in all directions like a goddess scattering flowers.
Objects hit along the way, whether they were flowers, plants, trees, or wooden beams and rockeries, were shattered one after another.
As for the Ghost Mother, after the iceberg shattered, she turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Hou Jiuming at an extremely fast speed.
Judging from the aura, it was clear that they were aiming to kill him.
Hou Jiuming naturally would not let it succeed easily. He shook the sacred flag in his hand, and a black silk thread shot out, covering the ghost mother's head.
With his unwilling eyes and angry roar, he pulled him into the flag.
The light faded away, and Yishenfan returned to its original appearance.
At this time, Hou Jiuming had time to take stock.
The flagpole is half a foot long, with a palm-sized black pennant.
It is densely covered with lifelike patterns of evil spirits.
Among them, in the center is the Ghost Mother.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but when Hou Jiuming looked at the ghost mother, he found that she was also looking at him.
"Can the ghost inside still see outside?"
He held it in his hand and studied it over and over again, but after failing to figure out the reason, Hou Jiuming put it into his storage bag.
This is not the place for research. If there is anything else, we’ll talk about it later.
Return to Li Gu's body again.
Seeing his unyielding look, Hou Jiuming kindly closed his eyes.
Then it's time to rest in peace.
Of course, before doing this, you must conduct a routine search.
After all, the person is dead, so these external things are certainly of no use.
After some searching, I got two things from Li Gu, a leather book and a spiritual stone that had lost its spiritual energy.
There's nothing fancy about the spirit stones, and he still has dozens of storage spaces.
It's the leather books.
Opening the book, the three characters "Yi Shen Jue" appeared on the title page.
"Is it Li Gu's cultivation method?"
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Li Gu on the ground, only to find that there were fluctuations of Yin Qi emerging from his body.
"Huh? Are you going to turn into a ghost?"
Yishenfan, who had just been put into the storage space, appeared again and sprayed a black thread at Li Gu's body.
I saw that part of those silk threads were directly immersed in the corpse, and a hazy shadow was pulled out from inside.
The other part is to wrap up the body and go to the god Panella.
"This flag is too sinister and will not spare the soul or corpse. It should be used with caution in the future."
After looking at the sky, he realized that it was almost dawn. Hou Jiuming didn't want to stay any longer and returned along the way to Sihai Tea House.
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Time flies, and two days have passed in the blink of an eye.
The city became increasingly chaotic.
But the Yue Kingdom still didn't send any manpower to manage it.
Since Shi Zhongquan left, there has been no trace.
That day, Hou Jiuming was drinking tea in a teahouse and suddenly heard an interesting news.
"I'm telling you, I went scavenging outside the city yesterday, and you don't know what I saw!" The person who spoke was a warrior in powerful clothing, in his thirties, with a long knife in his hand.
"What did you see?" Opposite him, he was also a warrior, in his twenties, dressed in black, with a sword in his hand.
And what they call scavenging.
It is a new profession that appeared after successive disasters occurred in surrounding towns.
Those brave and skilled people rely on their martial arts skills to search for valuable items in abandoned or abandoned towns.
If you are lucky, you can find a village where the whole village is dead and there is no danger, and you will make a fortune in no time.
If you are unlucky and come across a hard idea, it is normal for you to be lucky enough to get into it.
When the middle-aged warrior saw that his companion's attention had been attracted, he did not show off and said in a low voice, "I saw an immortal fight!"
"Really, where is it? Have you ever gone up to become a disciple?" Mortals in this world are no strangers to immortals, especially warriors.
After all, ghosts are not a secret among many warriors.
As for immortal cultivators, many people have seen it, so they naturally know it.
There is no one who does not desire to be able to practice immortality and possess great supernatural powers.
Therefore, a large number of people in the mortal world often go to famous mountain resorts to seek immortals and visit saints, hoping to obtain immortality.
But immortality is elusive and it is so easy to seek.
Just like the huge Huanyue Kingdom, it is just a force under the jurisdiction of a family that cultivates immortals.
Even though Hou Jiuming was an immortal cultivator, and with systematic help, he had only seen those three or four immortal cultivators, let alone the mortal eyes of mortals.
It's possible that even if you meet someone, you won't know that the other person is an immortal cultivator.
Therefore, it is extremely difficult for mortals to seek immortality.
"In that case, whoever dares to become a disciple will probably be beaten to death by the immortal's magic as soon as he arrives." The middle-aged man said to his companion with a frightened look on his face.
"Hey, what a pity. Where did we meet you? Let's try our luck later. Maybe we can meet you there?"
"It's in Shangliang Village, not far from Jianshi City."
"I invited you to have this tea today. Let's stop inking and go and have a look. I really can't calm down without seeing it with my own eyes..."
The two warriors discussed in a low voice, then paid and left in a hurry.
Looking at their backs, Hou Jiuming fell into deep thought.
"Immortal cultivator?
Could it be that the Wang family and the immortal cultivating family behind Qianyu Kingdom are working together?"
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think about it.
After explaining the pillars, taking a good look at the shops, he quietly followed the two warriors out of Solid Stone City.
Both of them were warriors, so their speed was not slow. They arrived at the Shangliang Village he mentioned in just half an hour.
At this time, many people had gathered nearby.
"Why are there so many people here?" the young warrior asked.
"Others must have leaked the news. It was not me who saw the immortals fighting yesterday!"
Hou Jiuming didn't pay attention to the large number of warriors appearing around him. He spared a circle and entered the village openly to look for traces of the immortal cultivators.
After some searching, traces of residual spiritual power were found in an open space to the west of the village.
It is a pit with a diameter of two meters.
The edges were scorched black, probably caused by fire-attribute spells.
Not only that, there is a broken tree not far away.
Looking at the neat cross section and the sharp sword energy remaining on it, it goes without saying that it was caused by the flying sword.
"There are really immortal cultivators fighting, but it shouldn't be a life-and-death feud!"
Because no blood was found around, and the battle was not very fierce.
"In the past few days, I can't stay in the city all the time. I have to go out more often."
Since there are cultivators fighting, they must copy their skills.
I met Li Gu last night. Because the matter was urgent, I didn't have time to copy it.