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Chapter 17 Changes in the Sword of Zhanming

"Only three drops of pain?"

Cheng Yuan frowned slightly.

This Yin corpse is almost the same as the previous ghost corpse, and is far inferior to the weakest ghost like the mountain ghost.

Kill a mountain ghost, ten drops of pain. Kill the Yin corpse, give three drops?

It's OK, too.

Cheng Yuan looked around the dark circle around him, with dense forests, and continued to go deeper into it without any rushingness.

Soon, he saw the second Yin corpse hidden in the darkness, which seemed to have been wandering for dozens or hundreds of years, with a stern face.

bass!

Within a few slashes, the Yin corpse was also killed by Cheng Yuan and turned into a dead body.

"Get two drops of pain."

The sound of the system prompts made Cheng Yuan a little confused, but he could feel that the Yin corpse in front of him seemed to be due to the incomplete body and its strength was somewhat different from the previous end.

"It seems that the amount of pain gained is based on the strength of ghosts and Yin corpses."

Cheng Yuan had this premonition, so he observed it for a while and was ready to continue to go further.

Suddenly, he suddenly realized and stopped.

From the deepest part of his heart, a terrifying instinctive fear suddenly rose, causing his whole body to feel numb.

Just like the instinctive fear he encountered when he had not become an internal martial artist, he even had a deeper fear.

Cheng Yuan subconsciously raised the true source of his body, and the hazy golden light lit up on his body, but it could not drive away the chill in his heart.

"Let's go!" Cheng Yuan retreated suddenly, his steps retreating towards his origin like a shadow.

He had an amazing intuition that if he continued to stay here, he would encounter unprecedented horror.

Huh~!

The wind roared in his ears. When he was about to withdraw from the Yinlin Valley, Cheng Yuan subconsciously looked into the deep darkness.

Two faint green lights, like a pair of eyes, lit up in the darkness.

Cheng Yuan had never felt such a terrifying aura, and it seemed to turn into the underworld in an instant.

The next moment, he escaped from the Yin Forest Valley and fled directly without stopping.

......

In the deep and dark valley.

A tall figure stood quietly, facing the direction Cheng Yuan left.

In its empty eyes, there were only two bright green lights, wearing blue-black ancient armor, a war skirt, and holding a long halberd in one hand.

A token-like thing fell on its armor, with dark energy lingering on it, and it could be seen that it seemed that the word "Feng" in ancient seal script was engraved...

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After escaping from the Yin Forest, the terrible aura behind him seemed not to be chasing him.

But Cheng Yuan did not dare to stop at all. He ran for more than ten miles in a row. After confirming that there was no strange thing, he followed the traces of the Chengjiazhuang hunting team.

"What the hell is that?" Cheng Yuan's heart was still trembling.

In front of that thing, Cheng Yuan, who was already a god, felt the essential oppression of life, just like a mountain ghost for a mortal.

"There is no such ghost in "The Legend of Xuanming" at all." Cheng Yuan was shocked and puzzled.

"The Legend of Xuanming" is somewhat like Lan Xing's Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio in his previous life, but in this world, it is similar to books that record ghost information.

For example, it is recorded above that if a person's corpse is not cremated, it will turn into a ghost corpse under the invasion of the Yin and Netherworld energy in the wilderness, such as mountains and rivers.

For example, the dark and dark energy in the wilderness of the mountains and wilderness often nourishes mountain ghosts in the dark forest valleys.

Or, those who die suddenly have strong resentment and obsession in their hearts, and will be resurrected by the invasion of the dark energy at night...

There are dozens or hundreds of ghost legends, and there are many.

However, folk rumors say that celestial beings are superior to mortals and can compete with many ghosts.

There is no record of the terrifying ghost that can make all the gods feel scared.

"I have to ask Brother Huo when I go back." Not long after I became a celestial being, Cheng Yuan seemed to feel that he knew very little about the world of celestial beings.

He was as light as the wind, walking rapidly in the mountains and forests, and soon caught up with the Chengjiazhuang hunting team. He even hunted a thorn pig on the way.

"A Yuan, why is it so slow?" Cheng Yongshi looked at Cheng Yuan who appeared behind him and suddenly said in surprise: "You can go there conveniently, but you even hunted a big guy?"

"Hey." Cheng Yuan raised his eyebrows and smiled.

On this trip, he caught three or four large preys, and one of the big wild boars, worth twenty or thirty taels of silver alone.

According to the share of the hunting team, he can get more than 40 taels of silver this time, which is an unprecedented big gain.

Generally, if you are hunting in the mountains, even if you are a captain of a hunting team like Cheng Yongshi and an experienced internal martial artist, you will only cost you more than ten or twenty taels of silver at a time.

The hunting team returned slowly and caught some small prey, pheasants, wild birds, rabbits, etc. on the way. Although it couldn't sell it for much, it was good to keep it at home.

"I really didn't expect that A Yuan could actually kill a mountain ghost, it was a ghost." On the way, the tribe people were still chatting.

This time, what shocked them the most was that Cheng Yuan killed a mountain ghost.

Those who can compete with ghosts and gods are all rumored characters. At least these farms around hundreds of miles have almost never heard of anyone who can do it.

But now, such a legendary figure has appeared in Chengjiazhuang, and he is only a 19-year-old young man.

"This time, Ayuan will definitely become a celestial being in the trial of heaven and man in Youhe County!" said the clan members excitedly.

In their eyes, being able to become a celestial being is enough to live a stable life in this terrible world.

Soon, the hunting team returned to Zhuangzi.

The Chengjiazhuang tribes themselves divided some small prey and incomplete prey that are difficult to preserve.

The valuable prey is preserved in the village. After handling it, I will sell it together every time I go to Heiyuan Town in the village.

Of course, these prey will be roughly valued first, and then the tribe will be divided into pieces and distributed silver directly to the tribes of the hunting team.

Cheng Yuan distributed a hare, a pheasant, and a bag of 42 taels of silver in total. Cheng Yuan didn't want the small money from the clan.

Although there are only forty-two taels of silver, only enough to have two pieces of Jingyuan Pills, I am quite satisfied if I don’t have the process far.

"I don't know what kind of ways to make money in the celestial beings? Why do you feel that Brother Huo and the old patriarch are so easy?" Cheng Yuan complained in his heart that he had already arrived home.

"Brother!" Cheng Yu saw that, Lian ran over excitedly. When he saw the hare and pheasant in Cheng Yuan's hand, his eyes immediately lit up.

"So soft." She held the hare and stroked it.

"I know you like it, I specially asked for a living one." Cheng Yuan smiled.

He was on Blue Star in his previous life and was also a shoveler, so he naturally knew the "lethality" of small animals.

"I want to raise it this time!" Cheng Yu opened his eyes wide and looked at Cheng Yuan with a soft voice.

"Okay, I'll tell Aunt Third." Cheng Yuan smiled and touched her head.

Cheng Yuan touched Cheng Yu, Cheng Yu touched the rabbit, the rabbit... was licking his feet pitifully.

Suddenly, a bold voice sounded: "Ayuan! The patriarch asked you to go to his place!"

Cheng Yuan turned around and said, "Uncle Yonglin, I understand!"

"Come back early for dinner, brother." Cheng Yu held the rabbit and couldn't help but say, "You have to tell my third aunt and uncle that I can raise a rabbit."

"Don't worry." Cheng Yu put down the pheasant in his hand, looked at Cheng Yu, and rushed to Cheng Mingyuan's yard.

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"Old patriarch, Brother Huo, are you looking for me?"

As soon as he entered the door, Cheng Yuan was a little surprised to see Huo Dao and Cheng Mingyuan sitting together.

"Ayuan, sit down." Cheng Mingyuan first waited for Chengyuan to sit down before saying with a smile: "I heard from Yongshi that this time you went up the mountain, did you kill a mountain ghost?"

Cheng Yuan then reacted and nodded: "Yes. However, I only used the strength and speed of the internal martial artist, and did not expose the identity of the human being."

"Ha ha."

While smiling, Cheng Mingyuan placed a sword in his hand on the table: "In order not to show too much strength, did you use the sword sword to kill the mountain ghost?"

"Yes." Cheng Yuan nodded.

Using the Nether Knife to fight against ghosts and gods is already the most rumored martial arts master.

If you can kill ghosts and gods with ordinary soldiers, you will definitely be the top, the most powerful martial arts peak, and the grandmaster-level figure.

Using an ordinary soldier like a dim sword to kill the mountain ghost? That shocked the clan members too much.

"Tsk." Cheng Mingyuan smiled and pulled out the Ming Dao directly: "After killing a mountain ghost, you should be able to see the changes in the Ming Dao, right?"

"change?"

Cheng Yuan looked at the sword sword that was unsheathed in Cheng Mingyuan's hand in confusion. The blade was as blue as ink, and the cold light flowed on the blade, with many mysterious satin patterns on it.

There is no change in appearance. Except... the magical aura is much richer.

"Old patriarch, can you feel it?" Cheng Yuan looked at Cheng Mingyuan with some confusion.

Only after he became a celestial being can he clearly perceive the magical aura on the Nether Sword and distinguish the changes.

Cheng Mingyuan is just an internal martial artist. Can he sense the changes in the magical aura?

"I can't feel its change, but I know that if I kill a mountain ghost, it will inevitably change."

Cheng Mingyuan smiled mysteriously: "Don't you want to know how the celestial beings make money?"

Cheng Yuan nodded in confusion, as if thinking.
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