Chapter 51 Xuangong Tianzun Statue

Following Pu Shan's pace, Wu Wei vaguely felt that this was a downhill road. Due to the shielding of the formation, he could not communicate here at all unless it contained true qi. However, thinking of the old and majestic voice just now, Wu Wei still decided to put this doubt in his heart first.

Monks may not be seen outside, but today is the opening day of the ghost market, and naturally many talented people will come. Wu's angry should not pay much attention. This is not that Wu's angry is afraid of things. It's really that Wu's angry doesn't want to cause trouble again.

Just as Wu Wei buried his head behind Pu Shan to find his way, the fog around him continued to disperse, and a stream of hot air blew from the front of him. A cave full of flames appeared in front of Wu Kuai. From time to time, bursts of hot air spewed out the cave.

"Is it the entrance to the ghost market?" Looking at the red cave, even if it is still far away, Wu Wei still feels a hot feeling from it. If people without cultivation come here, they will choose to stop

"In order not to affect the secular world, in addition to the blindfolding method, this channel has been set up to prevent low-level monks from entering. The eldest brother didn't bring you here before because you were not enough cultivation to resist the heat!" Pointing to the flames emerging in the cave, Pu Shan slowly explained.

There are two conditions for entering the ghost market, one is to be guided, and the other is to achieve a certain cultivation. Every day when the market opens, I don't know how many monks come. If it takes a lot of time to check one by one, it will set the current barrier for these two conditions. If it is a newcomer, someone will take him to handle the admission bamboo card, so that the management of the ghost market will be much more convenient.

"It's awesome. If the eldest brother hadn't led the way, even if I found here, I wouldn't dare to go down!" The temperature in the cave is not very high for Wu Ao, but who dares to go down after seeing the cave in front of him, unless he is really tired of living?

"I'm in front of you! Just follow me." A barrier composed of water elements between his hands stood in front of Pu Shan, blocking all the flames spewing out from the hole, and his feet flew away from the ground to the cave.

Looking at Pu Shan's figure disappearing from the cave, Wu Fu did not delay his true qi and quickly turn into a solid true qi barrier. However, today Wu Fu is not as good as Pu Shan. He can only use light skills to walk through the mountain road and step on the soles of the shoes and emit a few wis of smoke. If Wu Fu's movements were not fast, maybe the shoes might have After burning.

The cave is not very long, but it is also ten miles away. This test is a monk's control of his own cultivation. If this power is not well controlled, it is likely to be broken halfway. Although he will not die, he will suffer more or less.

The original slope in the cave was not very large, but it was nearly 90 degrees in the latter section. If Wu Wei's foundation stone was not solid, it was likely to fall directly from the cave.

"Jump!" While Wu Wei was puzzled about the changes in the cave, Pu Shan's voice came from the front.

At this time, the cave was almost at the end, leaving only a black hole that was constantly devouring all kinds of forces. The continuous rotation of the black hole seemed to devour everything. However, when he saw Pu Shan jumping in without hesitation, Wu also put down his doubts and jumped into this seemingly strange black hole after Pu Shan.

At the moment his body came into contact with the black hole, Wu was clearly feeling a tearing force, which was constantly eroding the true qi mask. Except for the continuous output of the true qi to support the true qi mask, Wu Wei had no other way, just when Wu Wei felt that he was about to support it. A faint light lit up from the outside of the true air mask. After Wu Wei could react, Wu Wei sent himself to a new environment.

The environment is not as dark and empty as Wu Wei thought, but the same space as the ground world. There is no sun and stars. Everything on the ground is here, and even the breeze blows from time to time.

The place where Wu Ao landed was a flat grassland. From time to time, black holes opened on the grass, and the brightly dressed monks stepped out of it, but these people did not sit down as directly like Wu Ao. When they landed, two breezes rose from the soles of their feet, and then slowly fell out of the lawn.

For Wu Wei's direct fall, most monks smiled faintly, as if this kind of thing often happened in the ghost market.

"Brother, come out quickly! If you go out of the lawn according to the rules, you can't come in again!" Just as Wu was puzzled by the things in front of him, Pu Shan's voice came again, and Pu Shan stood outside the lawn and kept gesturing to Wu Fu.

"Brother, here?" Although I don't know why there are such strange rules here, Wu Kui, a newcomer, still chose to accept it and quickly walked out of the lawn and pointed to this world.

"This is a fantasy, which is divided into nine categories. The lower-class fantasy needs to be carried out with the help of media, such as the dreams of others; the middle-third-class fantasy is completely transformed by its own power, which is between real illusions; the upper-third-class illusions have been separated from the edge of illusions and is a real world. No matter which monk wants to achieve Mahayana, he needs to cultivate his own world. I am not very clear about the meaning of it. Now the space we are in is a sixth-class fantasy, only one step away from the real world. With the ability of the two of us, we can't see the flaws in it!" While explaining the situation here to Wu Wei, he took Wu Wei to the black city in the distance.

, the ghost market is a place where monks communicate. The number of people come and go frequently, but Pu Shan has not been there many times. After all, for monks, their own cultivation is the most important thing. I don't know how much time it will take for each retreat. It is possible to waste time in this ghost city, so most of the items in the ghost market will be sent. By the way of selling, the constant hoarding of goods in the ghost market has reached an unimaginable level.

"World!" Wu Wei has been involved in the term world in many classics.

It is said that if the great magical people can't reach eternity, their end will turn into a thousand worlds. In the major worlds linked to this continent, he was likely to be a powerful monk ten thousand years ago. Wu Wei has no other ideas for this level of existence except to look up and longing.

"Brother, try the way I taught you to visual this sculpture and see if you can get any inspiration from it!" Wu Wei's pace is not very fast, but the original scene has changed over time, and a huge statue is erected in the center of the city.