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Chapter 66: Hearing Ghosts Cry at Night and Raining Blood (1)

Zou Tong's death did not cause too many troubles in Jianchuan City.

First, the Hengjiang Gang only attracts the attention of small people, and it is nothing in the eyes of major forces. If it does not change the rudder leader, there is not much attention. Second, Zou Tong's previous popularity was too poor, so of course no one cares about his life or death.

Therefore, almost no one discovered that in the process of alternating between the old and the new, there was an invisible hand that flicked back and forth, quickly and accurately grasping the wealth of the Dajiang River.

For most ordinary knights in Jianchuan City, the most unexpected thing about the Hengjiang Gang is that the new helm leader is extremely generous. After taking office, he immediately set up a banquet to celebrate in Jiantao Pavilion. It is said that even the monthly money of the Hengjiang Gang members has increased.

The banquet at Jiantao Pavilion was not as enthusiastic as expected.

First, the famous Jianchuan business class did not appear on stage, and other opera troupes were far less popular. Secondly, Master Yan, who Yu Wenlong strongly invited, was not present. Only Duan Heihu, the leader of the wind and fire, came to make a comeback. The Han family came, but only Han Xi, the junior, was not so grand.

Yu Wenlong was not discouraged.

Such a situation was also expected by him.

After all, he is a junior in the blood exchange stage. Many senior masters and sword-making masters in Jianchuan City cannot support him.

The fundamental purpose of this banquet is to tell the Hengjiang Gang subordinates: Your new helm leader is generous. Look at the mess in front of you - I, Hengjiang Gang, held a banquet, and no one paid attention to Jianchuan City. It can be seen how damn Zou Tong! You can only have meat to eat when you follow the pace of the helm leader.

What's more, the Han family sent Han Xi to express goodwill, proving that the covenant of Dajiang Channel is still open to negotiation. Duan Heihu's appearance shows that Master Yan welcomes and supports the new helm leader. As for the meeting...

Hahaha, Master Yan now keeps giving advice to Duan Yan, Bu Chen, and Du Hong to break through. He is a hot figure. You can see him when you come to visit him, even if you give him enough face! Don’t expect the master to come in person.

Yu Wenlong had long been communicating with various characters, and of course he understood the key points. In fact, his invitations were routine and he did not expect any masters to come and enjoy the glory.

Moreover, he was ready to wait for the celebration banquet to be over, and he would prepare to pay a visit to Master Yan!

Not to mention that Master Yan can obviously influence the decisions of the Han family, Yu Wenlong is so itchy that he can't catch on just by guiding people to break through the realm - he knows best what kind of guy Du Hong is! If there is no extraordinary method, how can the waste break through overnight and change blood, and even the true qi is so pure?

Yu Wenlong's vision is not bad, so he naturally could guess that Du Hong had obtained a wonderful inheritance and refining his true energy to achieve such a miracle. For this inheritance, Du Hong might have sold a lot of benefits!

After guessing this, Yu Wenlong was not angry, but was a little eager to try it out.

Yu Wenlong's talent is better than Du Hong? His status is higher than Du Hong? He is stronger than Du Hong? He is better than Du Hong? He is of course selling things that Du Hong can sell even more!

In terms of inheritance, Jinxiu Palace is as stingy as Zou Tong. Even his father Yu Changhe's "Qingping Sword Technique" has been hidden many key points, and the mental method is not the direct inheritance of Jinxiu Palace, and it is replaced by other magic tricks.

If Master Yan really has an extremely exquisite inheritance in his hands, then even the entire Hengjiang Gang would be sold! The Yu father and son of the two generations have long understood that only one's own strength is the hard truth! Only the inheritance you have learned is the hard currency!

What is the gang? As long as the backer of Jinxiu Palace is not falling, without the Hengjiang Gang, you can still build a Shunshui Gang back!

After Yu Wenlong made up his mind here, Du Hong had quietly ran to the new Fenghuo Forging site and asked for rewards.

Du Hong was extremely excited to successfully kill Zou Tong and successfully ascend to the throne of deputy helm!

Not only did he get benefits, he also completed his lord's mission well. If the lord's mission will be such a task in the future, then Du Hong will really go through fire and water, so he will never give up!

The most wonderful thing is that after completing the task, he got another "Pengyang Dan" and once again enjoyed the rapid progress of martial arts cultivation.

A great martial arts realm often requires warriors to study hard for years or even decades, and sweat every day, but they may not make much progress. Now a pill is in the stomach and the improvement is immediate. What a pleasant way to do this!

Unfortunately, Du Hong's understanding of elixirs is very poor, and he has no idea that what he just swallowed is not the batch he had yesterday, but "Pengyang Dan·Second Generation".

The technical content of the second generation of Pengyang Dan is much higher than that of the first generation. The medicinal power is exerted more stably. After opening the acupoints, the medicinal power that closes the acupoints can be exerted as desired, so that the essence will no longer flow out.

The success of this experiment represents the technical means of "integration of man and alchemy". It has gradually matured. If you test it carefully a few times, you can enter the application stage.

I have to say that this is the biggest good news.

Han Xi asked about the progress of the experiment and made up his mind to join the ranks of drug testing at all costs. After Yan Li assessed the risks, he also felt that the scope of the experiment could be expanded.

Everything went smoothly, but a vague premonition arose in Yan Li's heart.

——…—

This day is July 14th. Ghost Festival.

Legend has it that on this day, the King of Hell in the Underworld will open the gate of ghosts, allowing hundreds of ghosts to walk at night and enjoy the memorial service on earth.

From the perspective of the metaphysics of the heavenly time, this is a day when the yang energy is weak and the Taiyin energy is strong during the year.

The moonlight on Ghost Festival is also very different.

That is a gray moon.

It was clearly the full moon in early autumn, but it did not feel bright. Instead, it was filled with dark gray in the light.

The moon reaches mid-air, and the clouds gradually rise.

The ink-colored clouds half-cover the full moon, making the bad luck between heaven and earth even better.

Thirty or forty miles southwest of Jianchuan City, you will enter the ancient mountainous area.

This place is affected by the Qianli Dashui at the foot of Yunping Mountain, and is heavily damp and often has heavy fog. Under this dim silver-gray moonlight, it looks even more weird.

Along this direction, hundreds of miles southwest, there is an unknown ancient tomb hidden in layers of swamp smoke and clouds, which is difficult for ordinary people to discover.

This is the location of the Mid-Autumn Festival trial of King Shangwu - Daze Ancient Tomb.

The origin of this ancient tomb is no longer verified. In order to deal with the Mid-Autumn Festival situation, King Shangwu used his magic power to set up a Xuanyin formation around the entire ancient tomb as a place of trial.

King Shangwu is extremely talented, and his formation is naturally extremely accomplished. Even if the forces of all parties know that the magic array is here, but the time has not arrived, no one knows whether the Yun Sect inheritance is already in it. Of course, no one will come to gnaw this hard bone.

But tonight, on this night of the Zhongyuan Ghost Festival, two figures quietly came outside the ancient tomb.

The two of them are old and young. The former has an old and gloomy face and their cheeks are full of green colors; the latter has a dark face and a blood-colored pattern on his face.

They are the two evil cultivators of the witch clan in southern Xinjiang.

In front of them was a ghostly ghost fire, which turned into translucent human forms from time to time, with a lineup like a hundred ghosts walking at night, gloomy and terrifying.

The old man stood outside the formation, shining with the ghost fire, squinted his old eyes, observed silently for a while, and then used the cold wind to blow across the dead wood to say: "King Shangwu Ji Dongling is well-known! He used his soul body to cultivate the ghost path, but for only a few centuries, he actually used the Xuanyin formation so profoundly."

"Yes." The young evil cultivator responded in a low and strange voice, "If it weren't for the strongest Taiyin tonight, I could hardly see that there was a formation here! The mysterious ghost energy could not be revealed at all, and even the hunters who often enter the mountains would find it difficult to notice that there was something strange. It was indeed awesome!"

"Hahahahahahahaha..." The old man let out a hoarse and unpleasant laughter, "It's a pity that although he has high accomplishments in formation, he has not learned the essence of ghosts - at this moment, he still has such a big flaw on the periphery! I have to take advantage of it..."

"Yes, yes..." the young man grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth, "How can I cultivate the ghost path if I can't bear to live?"

The two slowly turned north and walked quietly until a small hill ten miles away.

The magic platform has been prepared here, and under the silver-gray moonlight, there are flashing ghost fires floating.

Looking down the hillside from the platform, it is a remote mountain village.

There are twenty or thirty families living in the small mountain village, with a total of about a hundred people. It is considered to be of some scale in the barren mountains and wild ridges.

These people have lived here for decades, relying on hunting and farming to make a living, and they have no worries about food and clothing. Tonight is the Ghost Festival, but there are no celebrations in the remote mountain villages. Just every family hangs lotus lanterns and gives sacrifices to their ancestors, even if it is finished.

At this time, the residents in the village had already fallen asleep and did not know that the disaster was coming.

They didn't know how excited they were when the two evil witch cultivators discovered that they had left the mountain village from the map information they had explored by the Dongsha Gang!

If there are living people, there will be flesh and blood, souls, and there will be corpses and resentment. With these, evil wizards can do everything!

What's more, this village is only ten miles away from the ancient tomb!

The moon reaches the middle of the sky, which is the most prosperous time of the year. The cold power of the moon surrounds the magic platform through the dark clouds and the fog, making the surrounding green ghost fires flash again and again, and bursts of sad ghost singing.

The old evil cultivator climbed to the magic platform with a grim smile, and his dry fingers pointed at each side, igniting the dark blue candlelight, making the entire magic platform even more weird.

He held the Bone Sword in his hand, stepped on evil steps, and recited the shrill ghostly voice:

"Call the Nine Yuanshes Ming Sect, knock on the green fire and sharp gods, go to Taiyin and demon moon, open the ghost gate and descend to the spirit."

The four spells disturbed layers of fog, as if in the void, a door to white bones was opened.

A huge ghost head poked out behind the door, and the ghost eyes with green light were like two green demon moons, illuminating faintly in the endless fog.

The old Xie Xiu's grin on his mouth even more. The White Bone Sword pointed at the village ahead and shouted loudly: "The blood and food are ready, and all the bones and flesh are served by the Venerable. Please lend me the Lord, the God and the Lord——"

As he finished speaking, huge monster totems immediately rose around the mountain village, forming an evil formation, trapping the entire village in it. It was the most prominent formation in the evil path and the ghost path - the Netherworld Evil Refining Array.

This formation that surrounds the entire mountain village was prepared in nearly three days by the master and apprentice of the old and young masters!

From the time they got the map of the Dongsha Gang, they were preparing for this moment.

The Netherworld Evil Refining Array was unfolded, and the huge ghost head in the Ghost Gate immediately took action. It made a soul-shaking roar across the Ghost Gate, and saw that the magic circle immediately won the blue light, like a large piece of green flame, covering the entire village.

The next moment, countless miserable wails sounded in the mountain village, and the thatch seemed to have boiling blood mist rose, like a scene of hell, descending to the earth.

The blood mist, with endless resentment, soared into the sky, instantly dyeing the silver-gray moonlight into blood red!

Under the red moon is endless mist and black soil.

Screams and wails came one after another, one after another, and waves of turbulent clouds and hazes.

Seeing this, the giant head behind the Ghost Gate let out a ferocious laugh, opened his mouth and sucked it hard, sucking in all the endless blood mist, leaving only a shocking resentment scattered everywhere.
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