Chapter 514 Zuo Sheng's First Encounter with Ghost City

The Sin-eliminating Flower can eliminate sins. If the evil ghosts who were suffering from the Yin Wind on the plain just now and could not get rid of it can take one flower, they can immediately wash away all their sins, and the illusory Yin virtue will protect their bodies, so that they will not be harmed by the Yin Wind, and they will arrive at Zuosheng Ghost City safely. As for whether they will completely dissipate and return to heaven and earth, or stay in the Ghost City to practice and live until the ghost life ends, or re-enter reincarnation, it depends on their own choices and the result of the Ghost City's judgment.

When hearing about the Sin-eliminating Flower, Shi Xuan thought of another unique flower in the Yinshan Cave, the Karma-eliminating Flower, which can eliminate karma and is the nemesis of the Red Lotus Karma Fire in the third heavenly tribulation. Since he is going to Yinshan, he might as well look for this thing and bring it back to Penglai Sect to help Master Jiang, Lin Luo, Master and others to overcome the tribulation in the future.

"Don't worry, old man. I will definitely take the sin-eliminating flower to pay for the boat fare this year." Shi Xuan nodded in agreement. As for the dangers of the Yinshan Cave, according to the records in the classics, it mainly lies in the complex and mysterious terrain, as well as the overlapping, twisted and strange small worlds and spaces in the deepest part. Ghosts are not strong. After all, they can achieve heavenly beings and have extremely high intelligence. How can they still stay in the depths of the Yinshan Cave? There is no Yellow Spring there to restrain the ghosts of heavenly beings and melt their intelligence. So with my own strength, I can try it.

The old boatman nodded with satisfaction. At this time, a six or seven-year-old boy in colorful clothes ran over from the shore. He had a pretty and lovely appearance, but a cold mood. His little face was tightly pulled, as if a thick layer of frost had formed on his face. He walked closer and stood beside the old boatman. He said respectfully: "Grandpa, let me help you ferry these days."

"Old man, I'll take my leave first." Shi Xuan saw that there was nothing for him to do, so he said goodbye and went to Zuosheng Ghost City.

Although the boy in colorful clothes was very cold, he still took a few subtle glances at Shi Xuan when he turned to leave. He was obviously curious about this strange ghost. After all, other ghosts would not take the boat of Wangchuan River for no reason.

"Hehe, he came from outside. He is a real person from other worlds. If you want to go out and have fun, you can go out with him." The old boatman did not hide Shi Xuan's identity from the boy in colorful clothes, but joked.

This made Shi Xuan, who had not walked far, smile bitterly. He had not found a way to go out yet, and you said so, you really have full confidence in me.

The boy in colorful clothes snorted without much expression, and seemed not very satisfied. It was not known whether it was to the old boatman's words or to Shi Xuan.

Because the old boatman was beside him, Shi Xuan did not carefully investigate the boy in colorful clothes' cultivation out of courtesy, so when his Yuan consciousness scanned him slightly, he felt that he was like a ghost but not a ghost.

As for the joking conversation between the two, Shi Xuan did not take it to heart. If he found a way out, and the old boatman really asked for it, it would be a matter of convenience to take the colorful boy out. Otherwise, if he could not find it, he would not have to worry about this problem.

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Zuosheng Ghost City, the dark city walls were lifeless, full of the smell of years and decay. The city was high into the sky, without doors, and the city could be seen at a glance, but the yin energy inside was extremely dense, forming a gloomy white fog, covering everything up, looming, and only a few hazy outlines could be seen, like a monster hidden in the pale fog, looking gloomy and terrifying.

There was no soul-destroying yin wind outside the city, no incarnation yin fire, just silence. Whether it was the ghosts who had just escaped from the yin wind and yin fire, or the ghost monks who used spiritual tools or even magic weapons to come and go, they did not make any sound, their feet were empty and shadowless, floating towards the city gate.

Shi Xuan remained calm and did the same thing. The cold and gloomy aura around him emanated undisguisedly, causing the nearby ghosts to retreat and curse in secret. However, there was a space of a thousand miles outside the city gate, and only a few thousand ghost monks entered and left. It was empty. If some of them retreated, they would not cause any conflict. Instead, they would keep the ghosts away from him, so as not to be discovered by the strange magical powers of some of the ghosts among them. For example, some ghosts are particularly sensitive to the aura of living people.

The ghost guarding the door was lazy and saw that Shi Xuan had an extraordinary aura. He didn't want to provoke him, so he checked him briefly and let him in.

Entering the Zuosheng Ghost City, Shi Xuan discovered that in the thick white fog, there were occasional green flames, reflecting the nearby outlines. There were towering copper pillars with ghosts tied to them, sizzling with the sound of being burned, screaming, and randomly set up stalls selling some ghost items. There were houses where the Yin Qi was transformed and condensed, and ghosts came in and out from time to time...

The road where Shi Xuan was located was straight forward and gradually went down. There were copper pillars next to it, which was the road leading to the Zuosheng Emperor Palace. According to the records that Shi Xuan had read, the entire Zuosheng Ghost City was getting lower as you walked towards the center, and the Zuosheng Emperor Palace was tens of thousands of feet below the surface of the Yellow Spring.

"I died so unjustly!" From time to time, ghosts with tongues sticking out or intestines pierced would run wildly on the road and scream, but they would be caught by the ghosts soon, tied to the copper pillars, and burned by fire. From time to time, ghosts were escorted by ghosts to the direction of the Zuo Sheng Emperor Palace.

Shi Xuan admired this unique scenery that was different from other big worlds. He was not in a hurry to explore the Imperial Palace or rush to Yinshan. The former required finding the right time, and the latter was because the Ziying Sword was about to pass the third heavenly tribulation and could not split for the time being. He had to find a cave and make some arrangements first.

There was no ghost thing on him, but after Shi Xuan passed the second heavenly tribulation, he could transform matter and make medium and lower materials, so he grabbed a handful of Yin Qi and squeezed it lightly. One or two medium ghost materials appeared in his palm. If he didn't want to make a big noise, it would be better to make Yin-grade superb spirit stones.

"My guest, this is the token of your cave." In a courtyard condensed with Yin Qi, dozens of beautiful female ghosts in white floated over and over to greet the guests. The card was given to Shi Xuan, the youngest girl among them, who looked a little ignorant and naive. Her soul was illusory, her face was pale, and her green energy was looming. She didn't seem to have high cultivation, and she should have been born and raised in the ghost city.

Shi Xuan put the token away with a cold face and headed to the backyard.

The little female ghost didn't care about Shi Xuan's cold face and said enthusiastically: "My name is Zhilan. Guests can call me Alan. If you need anything, just ask me." Her sincere attitude can be regarded as a model of service.

Shi Xuan nodded and left without saying a word. There were hundreds of black coffins in the backyard, with a gloomy and deathly atmosphere. As the light of the token shone up, the lid of one of the coffins suddenly stood up. Shi Xuan lay down in it. There was a separate space inside, and it was a small ghost house. But I don’t know why the owner of the house made it look like a coffin in such a wicked way. However, seeing how his business was doing well, I thought it would be nice to have a lot of ghosts there. This bite.

Watching Shi Xuan's leaving figure, the little girl Gu Zhilan said to herself in confusion: "Why do I sometimes feel that this guest officer is very kind and wants to get close to him, just like those delicious fruits, but he is so cold?" , completely ignoring them." Xunran looked like she was about to cry.

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In the Nine Netherworld, regardless of day or night, the wah-wah-wow wails and howls emitted by the ghost crows transformed into black death energy resounded throughout the sky. It was the end of yesterday and the beginning of today. A month has passed like this.

The layout of the small yin house where Shi Xuan lives is simple, with only a real coffin, a futon, and a ten-thousand-year-old locust tree table.

The Purple Ying Sword floated in front of Shi Xuan, and its color changed, alternating between pure white and purple. At the end, a bit of glazed fire slowly ignited, and in an instant, the Purple Ying Sword was completely covered, like a flaming dead branch. Burning in mid-air, it was about to burn into nothingness.

The nine-fire heart-burning tribulation of the magic weapon is somewhat different from that of the monks. There is no true spiritual fire in the past, and there is no red lotus karmic fire. Therefore, after the eight-fold Tao heart fire, there is the original heart glazed fire.

Shi Xuan concentrated on visualizing the Pure and Natural Moral God, and then connected with the Purple Ying Sword Brand to transmit the pure, natural and moral image to the void.

For magic weapons and spiritual treasures, having an owner has advantages and disadvantages. The disadvantage is that natural disasters and catastrophes come quickly. The advantage is that during certain links of natural tribulations and tribulations, magic weapons can take part of the owner's power. The master can also give special help. If there are only shortcomings, how can the magic weapon or spiritual treasure take the initiative to recognize the master.

With the blessing of Shi Xuan, the Purple Ying Sword, which was about to turn into nothingness, seemed to be immortal. It gradually stabilized in the original glazed fire and expanded rapidly. Soon the purple sword light shone, wrapping the original glazed fire. During this time, thousands of sword energies erupted, completely crushing it.

The fire light subsided, and the purple sword light appeared brighter and more noble, sharp and restrained, with hidden murderous intent. It flew in front of Shi Xuan, the tip of the sword connected, and then a clear and childish voice that was neither male nor female sounded in Shi Xuan's mind: " Thanks to my help, Zi Ying was able to successfully survive the Nine Fires Burning Heart Tribulation. I would like to thank you for your kindness, and I will definitely go through life and death for you in the future..."

Shi Xuan interrupted this grateful but nagging voice: "Can your Yuanling communicate with me directly? Shouldn't it be possible for the Yuanling to be at the peak of the Pure Yang Magic Treasure of the Three Tribulations and nearly transformed?"

"Of course Zi Ying is different from them! I am the essence of the Tongtian Spiritual Treasure. Just now in the glazed fire of my heart, Zi Ying has awakened the memory of his past life, and then he is somehow able to communicate with the master. It is not those ordinary pure Yang magic treasures that can Compared to..." Zi Yingjian said proudly and proudly, and even mentioned that he had survived two catastrophes in the past, which was much more powerful than Qingsuo's broken monkey.

Shi Xuan probably figured out what was going on, and looking at Zi Ying's current appearance, the so-called awakening should be seeing the past memories from the remnants of the sword body, rather than awakening and fusion. Otherwise, how could a million-year-old monster be so heartless? The city is full of innocence and innocence.

Listening to Zi Ying Jian's eloquent words, he kept talking, and a thought suddenly came to Shi Xuan's mind:

“Is this Yuan Ling a talkative person?!”

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"Master, it's so strange here. Zi Ying has never seen it before..." The next day, Shi Xuan went to Yin Mountain with the Zi Ying sword, which was still very excited. It asked questions all the way, and was very curious about Jiuyou's features. .

The gloomy wind blew in through the heavy protection and dissipated the soul, but Shi Xuan was suppressed by the Tai Chi diagram, so he was not afraid at all. After a few days, a cold and pure black mountain with no grass on it appeared in front of Shi Xuan.

"Wow, there are so many ghosts clinging to the mountain, they are so miserable!" Zi Ying Jian exclaimed and sympathized with Shi Xuan in his soul.