Chapter 39 Ghost Domain

Fu Tingxuan was relieved this time and said with a smile, "Isn't it very good? As long as you send me to a safe place, I will give you the silver worm eggs."

"A safe place? There is no safe place in the whole forest. If you want us to send you to the city, it is absolutely impossible. In that case, we will also be in danger." The patriarch replied seriously.

Fu Tingxuan is a little difficult to deal with. Now he doesn't know where to go. Beifeng City definitely can't go back. The danger of this forest is no less than Chu Zhi's threat.

"Well, let's send you to the edge of the ghost realm. What do you think?" The patriarch looked at Fu Tingxuan fiercely and then said coldly.

Fu Tingxuan did not find anything strange about the patriarch and asked puzzledly, "Where is the ghost realm?"

"The ghost domain is actually a place where countless wild ghosts gather, but those wild ghosts will not come out of the ghost domain. There is a human town on the edge of the ghost domain, and we can send you there." The patriarch laughed.

Fu Tingxuan had no choice but to agree. The patriarch personally took Fu Tingxuan and flew to the small town on the edge of the ghostland in less than a quarter of an hour. At this time, Fu Tingxuan found that this ghost domain was indeed very gloomy. Even outside the ghost domain, Fu Tingxuan could feel the chill there.

"Okay, I've arrived at the place. Give me the silver worm eggs quickly." The wolf patriarch laughed greedily.

Fu Tingxuan is not a fool. He had to guard against the wolf patriarch, so he threw out a large handful of silver worm eggs, all scattered on the ground, and then ran to the town.

The wolf patriarch looked contemptuously as Fu Tingxuan ran away, waved his sleeves, and all the silver worm eggs were collected into the space ring by him. Then, the wolf patriarch suddenly disappeared, and the next second he appeared beside Fu Tingxuan.

"Would you like to run? It's not that easy." The wolf patriarch kicked Fu Tingxuan in the chest, and Fu Tingxuan was immediately kicked to the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Fu Tingxuan looked at the disdainful wolf patriarch and asked coldly, "What do you want?"

How's it going? You'll know in a minute." The wolf patriarch lifted Fu Tingxuan with one hand and threw it into the ghost field.

Fu Tingxuan was shocked. He didn't expect that the wolf patriarch was so amazing. There were all wild ghosts in this ghost realm. He didn't know how to defeat ghosts. Now there is not much Zhenyuan power left, and he can't resist the upper body of wild ghosts at all.

Fu Tingxuan fell to the ground and had no strength all over his body. He could only watch the wolf grow up and leave with a smile. He could only lie on the ground and pray secretly. The place where Fu Tingxuan is located is more than 5,000 meters away from the town. Even if he shouts, it has no effect at all. On the contrary, it will attract evil spirits.

I don't know if it's a matter of Fu Tingxuan's character. Not long after arriving here, a wild ghost found Fu Tingxuan. This wild ghost was really horrible. He couldn't see any obvious organs on a person's face at all. He was still a one-armed man. Fu Tingxuan didn't expect that he would be depressed by such a thing, and he was immediately depressed.

The wild ghost walked to Fu Tingxuan and looked at it for a long time before he was ready to get on Fu Tingxuan's body. Fortunately, at this time, a mahogany sword suddenly appeared in front of Fu Tingxuan and stabbed the wild ghost. The wild ghost screamed in pain, and then rushed to the owner of the mahogany sword, a middle-aged man who looked like a Taoist priest. But it's strange that the Taoist priest's eyebrows are connected.

Fu Tingxuan unconsciously said on the spot: "A Daochang!"

"Hungry, little brother, do you know me?" The Taoist priest said cooperatively.

Fu Tingxuan was depressed again. He didn't expect that even a Taoist priest could get it out. What else can't be done?

Without saying much, he stabbed the wild ghost to death with a sword. Then he took out a small bottle and pounded it for a while before he walked to Fu Tingxuan's side with satisfaction.

The Taoist priest picked up Fu Tingxuan and asked with a smile, "Little brother, why are you in this ghost realm? Isn't this the place where you should come?"

"Well, it's a long story. I was framed." Fu Tingxuan said with a wry smile.

"So that's it. Let's go out quickly. It's really dangerous here. If you meet a wild ghost captain, even I can't save you." Yimei Daochang picked up Fu Tingxuan and walked out of the ghost realm.

This time it was very smooth. Yimei Daochang walked out of the ghostland safely behind Fu Tingxuan's back and headed for the town.

Inn.

"Little brother, who framed you? This person is so abominable. The ghostland is not a fun place. He asked angrily.

Fu Tingxuan smiled bitterly and said, "Actually, I don't know who that man is. The man knocked me unconscious. When I woke up again, I was in the ghost realm. I think it should be my enemy."

"So that's it, little brother. I think you are seriously injured. After dinner, let's go to the medical center in the town to heal your wounds first." He smiled with a long smile.

Fu Tingxuan nodded and said, "Thank you for saving my life."

"Alas, it is our responsibility to draw a knife to help when the road is unfair." Yimei Taoist said with great meaning.

Fu Tingxuan smiled, picked up his chopsticks and started. This eyebrow Taoist priest was a bit like a very righteous person in the movie. If he hadn't looked like Uncle Ying, Fu Tingxuan would have doubted whether he was making a zombie film.

After dinner, Yimei Taoist priest helped Fu Tingxuan to the medical hall in the town. This medical hall was opened by a water monk. There were three therapists. His cultivation was in the spiritual period. Unless his arm was broken and leg was broken, there was no problem in the treatment of other traumas.

"Little brother, you are seriously injured. Your hands and legs have been broken, and there are many scars on your body." The middle-aged therapist looked at the injury on Fu Tingxuan's body and said with a smile.

Fu Tingxuan smiled bitterly and said, "Well, they were all beaten by the enemy, otherwise I wouldn't have hid in this town."

"So that's it. Since you have arrived in our town, don't worry. Your enemies will never dare to come to the town to make trouble. We have ghost ancestors here." The middle-aged therapist said proudly, as if the ghost ancestor was related to him.

Fu Tingxuan asked, "Who is the ghost ancestor? Is it the ancestor of the Yuanying period?

"Well, you don't understand. The ghost ancestor is the first guest of the Ghost Sect. It is said that his cultivation has reached the divine period. Although it is not the top cultivation in the world of cultivation, in this ghost town, the ghost ancestor is enough to resist the practitioners who cross the disaster period." The middle-aged therapist explained.

Fu Tingxuan nodded and smiled, "I didn't expect the ghost ancestor to be so powerful."

"That's of course. The ghost ancestor practiced the art of ghost control. With a wave of ten thousand ghosts in his hand, it is ten thousand ghosts." The middle-aged therapist said with a smile.

After chatting with the therapist for a long time, Fu Tingxuan began to heal his wounds. The middle-aged therapist released thirteen treatments in a row. Fu Tingxuan's injury was all good, and his hands and legs were connected again. Although the injury has recovered, he is still very weak. It is estimated that he will have to rest for seven or eight days to be alive.

"Little brother, are you all right?" The Taoist priest Yimei saw Fu Tingxuan walk out of the treatment room and asked with a smile.

Fu Tingxuan nodded and smiled, "It's all right. It's all right to rest for a while. By the way, Taoist priest, my name is Fu Tingxuan. Just call me Xiao Fu."

"Oh, Fu Tingxuan, good name, don't call me Taoist priest. My name is Lin Tianying. If you don't mind, just call me Uncle Ying." Lin Tianying said with a smile.

Fu Tingxuan just took a sip of water and sprayed it all out. What a spoof.

"Xiao Fu? What's wrong with you? Why did you spit water?" Lin Tianying asked worriedly.

Fu Tingxuan smiled and said, "Uncle Ying, it's okay. I just drank too much and choked."

"Oh, that's it. Let's go back to the inn quickly." Lin Tianying smiled and went back to the inn with Fu Tingxuan.

Lin Tianying is a disciple of the seventh generation of the Ghost Sect. Now he is a monk in the Jindan period, practicing Maoshan Taoism, because the Ghost Sect originally moved from Maoshan.

Lin Tianying goes to the ghost realm every day, because the skills of the Ghost Sect can only be cultivated by relying on the spirit of wild ghosts. From Lin Tianying's mouth, Fu Tingxuan knew a lot of things.

In the ghost realm, there is also a hierarchy between ghosts. The lowest level is wild ghosts, and then there are ghost soldiers, ghosts, wild ghost army Cao, wild ghost lieutenants, ghost generals, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, and ghost kings. In general, Cao's men of the wild ghost army have several ghosts, dozens of ghost soldiers and hundreds of wild ghosts, which are more difficult to deal with. For people in small towns, ghosts are the most difficult to deal with in the ghost realm, because ghost nobles like ghosts generally do not come out, and they all stay in the deepest part of the ghost realm. Every time the ghost goes out, at least tens of thousands of his men go with him. Unless it is a large army, there is only one way for human monks to die.

Lin Tianying is a very lucky guy in the Ghost Sect, because he has been instructed by the ghost ancestor and mastered the lowest level of ghost control. Although he can only control the most ordinary ghost soldiers and wild ghosts, he can still play a role at the critical time.

Fu Tingxuan was not idle for seven or eight days of recuperation. He learned a lot from Lin Tianying about the art of defeating ghosts. Although he was not very proficient in it, there was no problem to deal with a few ghosts. After all, where is Fu Tingxuan's cultivation.

After recovering from the injury, Fu Tingxuan had no place to go now, so he followed Lin Tianying into the ghost realm to practice. There are not only wild ghosts in this ghost field, but also many precious things. If you are lucky, you may also encounter one or two spiritual grasses or something.

"Uncle Ying, shall we go to the ghost world now?" After Fu Tingxuan prepared everything, he asked Lin Tianying with a smile.

"Yes, now with your help, it happens to be my helper. It's not that there is no chance of winning against ordinary wild ghost lieutenants. You know, there will definitely be treasures in the place where the wild ghost lieutenant is. Generally speaking, it is spiritual grass. A third-level spiritual grass can be exchanged for ten top-grade spiritual stones. Lin Tianying said excitedly.

Spiritual grass, that is, the vegetation containing aura, can be used for pharmaceuticals or cultivation. It is divided into ten levels, one to nine levels, and the highest level of fairy grass in the world of cultivation.