"Scholar, you read ancient books and unofficial history all day long, why do you believe in everything? How can you not pass it down? Tie Peiluo shook his head and said.

"Maybe it really exists. Those who refining the spirit and returning to the emptiness, leaving the soul out of the body sound like a little bit?" Bai Yiqian laughed softly without comment.

Cheng Yuan's thoughts flashed.

Taoism is a legend in this world that is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

However, there are really no records of Taoism in books like Jiuzhou Dazhi.

The three of them walked into the pavilion.

There was no one on the first floor of the hall, so they went straight to the second floor.

"Fengsheng!" Tie Peiluo shouted.

After a while, a slightly thin boy, who was about sixteen or seventeen years old, hurried out from one of the rooms.

"This is Cheng Yuan, Brother Cheng! From today on, he will be together with us." Tie Peiluo said to the young man.

"This, hey." The boy seemed a little shy about the fan, and smiled and said, "Brother Cheng. My name is Zhang Fengsheng, you can call me Dafeng! Or Fengsheng."

Cheng Yuan was stunned and looked at his whole body without even notice that he was too old. He said as Tie Peiluo: "Brother Fengsheng."

The boy opened his mouth and stopped talking, and seemed a little disappointed.

"Okay, Fengsheng, you are the youngest in our team. Even if Brother Cheng comes, are you still the youngest?" Tie Peiluo laughed.

While talking, another man and a woman walked out of their respective rooms.

Cheng Yuan looked at it and was a young swordsman with a cold temperament and a long sword carrying a long sword, as well as a woman with a gentle face and a quiet face.

"This is Xiao Tong. We all call him a swordsman, a disciple of the Chiluo Sword Sect." Tie Peiluo pointed at the young swordsman and said.

Just as she was about to introduce the woman, she had already looked at Cheng Yuan and said straight: "Brother Cheng, my name is Liu Yuyao."

"Brother Xiao, Miss Yuyao." Cheng Yuan bowed his hands respectively.

After all, Tie Peiluo looked at Cheng Yuan.

"Brother Cheng, you first came to this Soul City."

"There is an empty courtyard in the city. You can live in it by reporting to Tianyusi. You can also join us, and there are enough rooms in this pavilion."

"I'll go find a courtyard." Cheng Yuandao.

Tie Peiluo didn't force himself and said, "We just came back from Yinyue Cliff yesterday and we have to rest for a day. Tomorrow at noon, you come here to meet up and go out to hunt down those ghosts."

"Okay." Cheng Yuan smiled slightly.

"By the way, there are six of you in our team." Tie Peiluo looked around.

"I have the strongest strength among the five of us. We each cultivate a magical power to attack and protect our bodies."

"The rest, swordsmen, scholars, Yu Yao and others, have only cultivated one magical power, and their strength is one better, but they are also considered the first-class strength in the realm of Heaven and Humanity."

"Feng Sheng himself is not very strong, but his mechanical puppet technique is very strong, and sometimes he can play a role that is comparable to mine."

After saying that, Tie Peiluo looked at Cheng Yuan.

Cheng Yuan immediately understood that he wanted to make a living.

When we are in a small team, we will fight with ghosts in the future. We may have to entrust our lives to the other party, so we will naturally have to know the strength of our own people.

"I have cultivated a magical power of attack and killing, a secret body protection technique, and a secret Dharma body technique. Although the true source is still a distance away from the peak of the Heavenly Realm, the "Star Gang Body Refining and Foundation Building Method" has also cultivated it to the second level." He replied.

Tiepei Luo and the others looked at each other in surprise.

Although Cheng Yuan only cultivated one magical power, his Dharma body secret techniques were perfected... This should be enough to surpass the swordsmen, scholars and others, second only to Tie Peiluo.

"Brother Cheng is indeed very talented. I forgot to tell you that he is a new Tianren from Qingzhou this year. He was specially sent by an adult from Tianyusi to our team."

The swordsman, Liu Yuyao, and Zhang Fengsheng looked at Cheng Yuan even more surprised.

A new genius who has the strength to reach this level is definitely a first-class genius.

"Haha, Brother Cheng joins in, and then we will be more relaxed from now on."

Tie Peiluo laughed happily and said to the swordsmen and the others: "I will take Brother Cheng to find the courtyard where I live, and leave first."

......

Tie Peiluo took Cheng Yuan and walked around the city.

Soon, Cheng Yuan chose a courtyard.

"Just here."

The courtyard is rough, but large enough and spacious enough.

"Okay." Tie Peiluo nodded and soon took Cheng Yuan to a Tianyusi Hall in the city to report.

These courtyards are basically charged a symbolic fee, which costs several hundred yuan a year.

"Brother Cheng, then don't disturb me. Be prepared and go to the pavilion where we live tomorrow at noon." Tie Peiluo said, and turned around and left.

Cheng Yuan returned to the courtyard.

There were also several trees planted in the courtyard, but the leaves and branches were dark and dark, barely revealing a hint of anger.

This is the norm in the land of the Seulhu.

The power of Yin and Ming has deeply changed the rivers and even the plants and trees here.

Cheng Yuan entered the room in the courtyard, and the room was uninhabited for a long time and there was some dust.

He waved his hand casually, and the vast wave of empty gold qi shook out, and in an instant, he cleaned the room and sat cross-legged onto the stone bed.

He wiped his hand around his waist and took out two medium-grade true source stones the size of an egg.

I have been wasted too much time today and I have to spend six hours every day to practice the true source and cannot be left behind.

After a moment, Cheng Yuan's body emitted a hazy golden light, immersed in his practice.

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The next day, there was still a while before noon.

Cheng Yuan came to the pavilion where Tiepei Luo and the others lived.

"Brother Cheng, it's just right. How about it? I had a good rest last night?" Tie Peiluo was wearing armor, full of energy, and there was a divine light in his eyes.

"The stone bed is a bit hard, it's okay." Cheng Yuan said with a smile.

While speaking, the swordsman and the scholar came over.

"Where is Fengsheng?" Tie Peiluo asked.

"Today, Chen Shi, he didn't know what ideas he had come up with, and he went to work on those mechanical puppets excitedly, and it should be almost done." The scholar smiled helplessly and gently.

Chen Shili is now, it’s one or two hours.

On the side, Liu Yuyao said lightly: "I'll call him."

As he said that, he went straight over.

A moment later, she came back, and Zhang Fengsheng, who was already frowning with a sad face, was already following her.

"Okay, can't I do it again when I come back?" Tie Peiluo looked around and raised his head and said, "Let's go, this time we will go to Yinyue Cliff and have fun with those ghosts."

The group left the city.

Perhaps Tie Peiluo's team is quite famous in the Soul City. When they left the city, a tall heavenly soldier at the gate greeted him: "Tie Peiluo, go out again? This time, I'm going to kill a few ghosts in the underworld?"

"Haha, I won't know when I come back." Tie Peiluo responded with a laugh.

......

"The Fallen Soul City is considered the junction between the Nether Ghost Area and the Battlefield of the Nether Ruins."

The group walked, and the speed was not slow, so the scholar taught Cheng Yuan some common sense.

"This place is basically a place where a large number of ghosts gather. In addition, there are also single or small number of ghosts in the lower realm."

"It's easier to kill the ghost. However, the harvest will be less. Killing one end will only cost hundreds of yuan and a few achievements."

"The lower-ranking ghosts, such as the most common Qingjia Mingzhan, the regret-killing dark soldiers, the scale-wounded ghost soldiers, etc., are worth 100,000 yuan per person, and the proportion of achievements is higher, 1,200 or even 1,300 points."

Cheng Yuan felt itchy when he heard it: "Overall, how many ghosts can we kill when we come out once?"

"I can't say it." The scholar shook his head.

"For example, the Qingjia Mingzhang, the five of us can generally compete with three, up to four. But if we can't fight for a long time, they will easily roar and attract a large number of ghosts to siege."

"It is best to meet a lonely ghost of the underworld, and you can easily surround and kill it. The second is two ghosts of the underworld, which can be solved by taking some tricks and being more fierce."

He suddenly felt helpless: "But the ghosts of the underworld are also very sensible, and they won't give us a chance to be alone so easily."
Chapter completed!