In a quiet valley, there are countless strong men sitting.
In front of them was a stone cliff thousands of feet tall.
On top of the stone cliff, a hundred-foot curtain of light was constantly surging, like the mouth of an abyss, as if it could swallow up the world.
“The entrance seems to be a little more stable again!”
An old man sitting at the front suddenly said.
"Then try again!"
Another old man waved his hand behind.
Soon, someone came over escorting several listless cultivators.
"Start at the age of three hundred!"
The two old men said expressionlessly.
"yes!"
The person behind him immediately grabbed one of the cultivators who looked slightly younger and threw him towards the light screen.
Buzz!
As the light curtain surged, the cultivator quickly disappeared.
"Yes, the three hundred year old can go in, continue!"
The old man waved his hand.
"Let me go, I don't want to die!"
The second man who was captured was 350 years old. Facing the man-eating light curtain, he seemed very frightened and struggled wildly.
"Noisy!"
The captors directly sealed his mute point and threw him mercilessly towards the light screen.
Buzz!
The light curtain surged again, and the man disappeared.
However, when they threw the third person, something unexpected happened.
Bang!
As soon as the man touched the light curtain, it immediately exploded and turned into a cloud of blood mist.
"The Heavenly Master's methods are indeed unpredictable. Let the disciples under the age of 350 enter!"
"yes!"
…
The Secret Land of Forgotten River.
Mu Qing lay on the back of the Poison Wolf King, holding the Xunlong Book in his hand, looking at it with gusto.
He has broken through the Earth Master for a long time, and now he has entered the stage behind the Earth Master, but he is still far away from breaking through the Heavenly Master.
Lin Mengmeng sat next to Mu Qing, holding a strange pair of scissors in her hand and looking ahead with a serious face.
As her soul power surged, a ball of animal skin kept rolling and changing in front of her.
Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!
She waved the scissors from time to time, cutting a few times on the animal skin, and then activated her soul power to turn into silk thread, which continuously shuttled between the animal skins.
Apparently, she was sewing skins for ghost bears and evil spirits.
This method comes from the secret code of the ghost path that she obtained from the Ghost Mountain of Yuanling Continent, but even she herself does not know what grade the secret code of the ghost path is.
In today's cultivation world, the means of cultivation are called Kung Fu, and the means of fighting are called martial arts. However, in ancient times, there was no such thing as martial arts, only Kung Fu and Dharma.
The meaning of Qigong in ancient times is completely different from what it is today.
Gong represents an indispensable means of improving one's cultivation and accumulating strength, while Fa represents the means of using one's cultivation to attack offensive spells, defensive spells, etc.
Lin Mengmeng's ghost scissors are what she cultivated through the secret code of ghost ways. It can even be said that this ghost scissors are the secret code of ghost ways that she has cultivated.
She sensed the soul power of Ghost Scissors from the ground of Guiyou Mountain. By absorbing the soul power of Ghost Scissors, she cultivated the Secret Code of Ghost Dao.
Now she has cultivated a new ghost scissor through the secret code of ghost path, which can be said to be a cycle.
In the future, if a ghost genius gets her ghost scissors, she can also absorb the ghost scissors to practice the ghost scissors, but only if she unlocks the soul seal on it, or she has died.
Originally, it was impossible for the ghost scissors to take shape so quickly, but these days she continued to practice ghost magic, which made her soul power more condensed, so that the ghost scissors were born ahead of schedule.
"It's finally fine!"
After a busy day, Lin Mengmeng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then threw the sewn animal skin bear into a ghost bear.
"roar!--"
The ghost bear howled excitedly and instantly escaped into the fur bear.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Soon, the ghost bear turned into a giant bear of 100 feet, beating its chest continuously.
In the past, Lin Mengmeng gave the wombat she grew up with to the ghost bear as a body, purely as a spiritual sustenance, but the wombat was too weak, limiting the power of the ghost bear.
Now, this animal-skin bear sewn through the Secret Book of Ghost Dao has directly increased the ghost bear's strength by three levels.
"Master, sew a body for me sometime!"
The evil spirit felt the power of the ghost bear and suddenly showed envious eyes.
"Don't worry, I can't do without you, but I'm too tired today, let's talk about it in a few days!"
With a thought in Lin Mengmeng's mind, the ghost scissors disappeared and then lay directly on the back of the Poison Wolf King, using Mu Qing's thighs as a pillow.
"Mengmeng, have you noticed something strange?"
Mu Qing suddenly said.
"Brother, what's going on?"
Lin Mengmeng looked up at him with curiosity on her face.
"This secret realm is called Wangchuan, and there are souls everywhere in it. Even the ones on the Wangshan Mountain are enhanced with soul power. Do you think this is an ancient cemetery or battlefield?"
"From what you said, it's really possible!"
As soon as Lin Mengmeng finished speaking, she stood up suddenly, and the ghost bear and evil spirit next to her also looked into the distance.
"What's wrong?"
Mu Qing looked confused.
"Brother, maybe you guessed it right. This may really be a cemetery. I have already felt the strong soul power. I feel that the east is the place of my creation!"
Lin Mengmeng said excitedly.
"I feel like I came out of that place!"
The evil spirit suddenly said.
"The place where ghost cultivators and soul bodies were created?"
A figure suddenly flashed in Mu Qing's mind. She was a girl with such a hot figure that any man could not control her, but she had a baby face.
"Oh, I forgot about this master, I hope he doesn't get angry!"
Mu Qing murmured to himself.
"Brother, who is it?"
Lin Mengmeng saw Mu Qing's somewhat embarrassed expression and couldn't help asking curiously.
"You'll find out later!"
After Mu Qing finished speaking, the space in front of him suddenly became distorted.
"Master, you bastard, you dare to block the contract induction, do you want to abandon me?"
With an angry voice, a pair of breathtakingly beautiful long legs walked out of the void. When the fog cleared, her true face in Lushan was finally revealed.
At this time, the little cutie underwent some changes. The bone armor on her body turned into a short war skirt, and the color also changed to silver, which slightly slimmed down her bold figure.
But at this time, she was even more attractive. Although she still had the same baby face, her temperament had completely changed.
The appearance of a lolita and the temperament of a royal lady.
"Ahem, it's unfair. How could I abandon you? How on earth did you practice? You've already reached the tenth level!"
Mu Qing immediately changed the subject. He really didn't want to abandon the little cutie, but he didn't think of her at all.
"Don't change the subject, please explain it clearly to me!"
The little cutie is no longer silly and sweet, and she can see through Mu Qing's little thoughts at a glance.
"Ahem, well, I got a treasure. I thought it was very suitable for you, so I summoned you. How about I treat you well!" Mu Qing said boldly.
"What treasure? Don't fool me, or I won't come when you summon me next time!"
The little cutie pouted, looking conspiratorial.
"Look, what is this!"
Mu Qing immediately stuffed the scrolls of breaking the path and binding the path into the hands of the little cutie.