Cultivating Immortality in the Winter Wasteland.

Chapter 709 Mysterious Black Shadow
After digesting the news he heard from everyone, a hint of curiosity appeared between Chen Wang's brows.

"This Jiang Ping went crazy after coming out of the Blood God Palace. The reason behind this that could drive a Jindan-stage cultivator crazy is quite curious." Chen Wang thought to himself.

He placed the celadon teacup in his hand on the eight-immortals table made of rosewood.

Chen Wang's current image is a burly man in black, with a rough outline, a square face and wide ears.

He shouted, "Check out."

A young monk who looked to be in his twenties came over with a smile.

"okay!"

Chen Wang paid the spirit stones and walked outside.

The young man smiled and said, "Sir, are you going to the Water God Palace to search for treasures?"

"I know a few good shops that sell water-repellent charms and evil-repelling charms. I can recommend them to you."

The waiter had a warm smile on his face and his tone was not offensive.

Chen Wang was filled with emotion.

Are shop assistants so aggressive in sales nowadays?
Chen Wang stopped and asked curiously, "Are there many people going to the Water God Palace to hunt for treasures recently?"

The young monk was tidying up the tea sets while wiping the table with a towel. He smiled and said, "Of course there are a lot. It is said that there are immortal inheritances and magical treasures left in the Water God Palace. No matter which one you get, you can fly high. Maybe you can also get some Nine Revolutions Elixir, which can bring the dead back to life and make you ascend to heaven in one step! Now many people go into the seabed to explore for treasures. It is very popular."

Chen Wang nodded and said casually, "I have no interest in treasure hunting. The Jindan stage cultivators are all crazy. Why should a small Foundation Establishment stage cultivator like me join in the fun? No, no, no."

The young monk said, "You are right to think so, sir. However, treasures are only obtained by those who are predestined to obtain them. If only the strong can obtain them, then ordinary monks like us would have no chance, right?"

Chen Wang smiled.

The waiter's words were quite provocative.

Chen Wang was about to leave, but he found the young man quite interesting, so he chatted with him for a while.
"Why don't you try your luck?"

The young monk smiled and said, "I want to go too. I've been cleaning tables here all day. When will I be able to make a name for myself? But first I need to save up some spirit stones and buy some good equipment."

"But working in a teahouse, I can't save any spirit stones except for daily needs. The boss is a nice guy. He told me that if I work hard this year, he can buy me a better flying sword."

The look in this young man's eyes was warm and sincere.

"…………" Chen Wang's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he thought to himself: "Whether in the world of immortal cultivation or somewhere else, it's all the same."

He couldn't help but think of the days when he was selling talismans in the market. He worked non-stop every day but could not save any spirit stones.

After working so hard and wasting your life, you will eventually die of old age and become one of the common people.

Chen Wang shook his head and left the teahouse.

The market town on Qinglong Island is extremely bustling. Although it is called a market town, it is actually a large fairy city.

Chen Wang strolled around casually and took a look. As expected, the talismans and magical instruments with water attributes were selling particularly well recently. Some magic weapons and instruments for warding off evil spirits and suppressing evil were also selling well.

"After coming out of the Water God Palace, Jiang Ping went crazy. It seems that these monks are very sensitive and think that there is an evil ghost."

But everyone was still ready to rush in, and this enthusiasm was surprising.

Although Chen Wang had a high level of cultivation, he had no intention of exploring the Water God Palace. He felt a bit troubled by this kind of relic.

"Nine out of ten ruins are pits. You might end up becoming someone else's vessel without knowing it after entering. You might think you brought out an old man with a golden finger, but it turns out to be a demon that wants to take over your body."

"It's better to practice on the island honestly."

Chen Wang strolled around the street for a while, then went to the brothels to watch the beautiful nuns who were wearing light gauze and had voluptuous figures singing and dancing. He played until it was getting dark before leaving.

Although he also has a beautiful wife and concubines on Huoyun Island, he still has to come to the brothel to change his mood.

The girls in the brothels are pretty, have sweet voices, and are flexible. They don't ask you to be responsible. They just want to spend a short time with you and provide as much emotional value and other added value as possible. You have to support them.

…………

Chen Wang left Qinglong Island and used the flying technique to fly through the sky at a leisurely pace.

The sea breeze makes people feel refreshed.

As the sky gradually darkens, there is a cool feeling in the air, the sound of the sea roars, and the endless sea gives people a sense of grandeur.

Chen Wang flew towards Huoyun Island.

He was not in a hurry to practice. Practice requires relaxation and tension, the way of civil and martial arts. Chen Wang believed that one should also enjoy life occasionally and feel the nature of the world.

His figure leaped through the air, feeling the wind on his face.

He was flying at an extremely fast speed and in an uncertain direction, looking like a drunken monk.

Whenever this happened, Chen Wang would feel fortunate that this was overseas and not the Great Zhou. If it were the Great Zhou, he would most likely be detained for violating public order and drinking regulations.

"Speaking of which, I haven't been to Da Zhou to see the twin sisters in the past few days."

Chen Wang thought of the charming appearance of the twin sisters in bed, and his heart couldn't help but feel hot.

"I just came out of the brothel and I'm worried about my twin sisters. My health is also a problem. I'm too irritable." Chen Wang shook his head.

Suddenly, he noticed a small boat on the sea.

There are five or six cultivators on Ye Xiaozhou. It seems that the one with the highest cultivation level is only in the late stage of foundation building, and the weakest one can barely establish the foundation.

They carried various equipment, as well as purchased water-repellent talismans and evil-repelling talismans, and prepared to go into the sea to explore the Water God Palace.

"Do you know the location of the Water God Palace? Why do you go down to explore it without thinking, especially at night? If it is really an evil thing, won't it help the other party's power?"

Chen Wang was a little surprised at the other party's recklessness.

All the Jindan-stage cultivators were trapped in it, proving that this Water God Palace is indeed a bit weird.

These cultivators in the foundation-building stage actually choose to go down at night to join in the fun.

Chen Wang naturally had no intention of persuading them.

He flew past without meeting these people head-on.

Otherwise, it might be seen as a provocation overseas.

When the time comes, they will attack in groups, and Chen Wang will only be able to kill them with difficulty, which will be bad.

But just as Chen Wang turned to leave, he suddenly noticed a pale arm suddenly appeared behind the boat!

Chen Wang noticed that the arm had turned white after being soaked in the sea water, and a black shadow climbed up from the boat.

One of the monks apparently noticed the power of the boat. He turned back and exclaimed,
"careful!"

But within a moment, the five people on the boat had their blood and essence sucked dry. Not only their blood and essence, but it seemed that their spirits and souls were also sucked dry.

A monk with disheveled hair appeared on the boat, holding a broken sword in his hand. The sword looked like it had originally been of good shape and style, with a golden tassel tied to the hilt, which matched the man's clothes perfectly.

This man must have been very careful about his appearance, but the long sword in his hand had been broken, his brocade clothes were stained with blood, and the golden sword tassel was also covered with blood.

At this moment, the expression on his face was silly and stupid, without a trace of viciousness, which was very different from his behavior just now when he sneaked onto the boat and killed all the monks on the boat.

"Second brother, you eat. Third brother, you eat too."

The disheveled man smiled foolishly and spoke to the air. The expression on his face was exactly like that of a seven or eight-year-old child.

Chen Wang was standing in the void at this time, looking at the young man unconsciously.

An idea suddenly popped up in his mind.
"Could this person be Jiang Ping who has gone crazy recently?"

He heard this name in the teahouse today.

It is a pity that a Jindan-stage sword cultivator who originally had a promising future suddenly went crazy.

Since it was related to the Water God Palace, Chen Wang paid more attention to it and remembered the name Jiang Ping.

Chen Wang looked at him with interest at this time.

To others, Jiang Ping might just be talking to himself, foolishly, but to Chen Wang, there were several phantom shadows on Jiang Ping's shoulders, about four in total, and under the four heads were very thin smoke-like strings tied to Jiang Ping's body.

"Strange, if Jiang Ping was possessed by a ghost, the rumors circulating in the market would have mentioned it."

Chen Wang felt a little surprised.

The only news he heard this afternoon was that Jiang Ping had gone crazy, but there was no news about him having such a strange thing on him.

"If it's not a ghost, what is this?"

With Chen Wang's knowledge, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

On the other hand, the way several monks on the boat died made him feel somewhat familiar. Isn’t this how the Blood God eats people?

Chen Wang moved and appeared on the small boat.

Jiang Ping was talking to himself at this time, but the blurry shadows and heads floating around him suddenly turned around.

Chen Wang could see clearly when he got closer. One of them had a scar on his face, another was a young man with thick black eyebrows, there was also a wretched man, and an old man with an immortal look.

At this moment, the four of them suddenly turned their heads together, but Jiang Ping himself turned a blind eye, still with a silly smile on his face.

"Hey, hey, eat quickly, second brother, third brother, you guys eat."

At this time, the shadows were staring at Chen Wang.

As the sky gradually darkened, on a lonely boat all night, there were corpses with miserable deaths, a Jindan stage cultivator who came out of the Water God Palace but went crazy, and a human head that did not look like a ghost floating on his shoulder.

All of this seems a bit weird.

But Chen Wang looked at those strange heads and asked curiously, "What are you looking at?"

His voice still failed to pull Jiang Ping back from his soliloquy, and these heads were still staring at Chen Wang.

Chen Wang remained calm, but the floating heads suddenly disappeared and returned to Jiang Ping's body.

The disheveled man shuddered, then turned around and looked at Chen Wang, clapped his hands and laughed, "Eat, eat, eat."

"It would be fine if we didn't meet, but if we did, I would like to know what on earth you have been through." Chen Wang said to himself.

A cultivator in the Jindan stage has a strong mind, how could he go crazy easily?

Chen Wang pointed his finger, and Jiang Ping suddenly became unable to move, and the silly smile on his face froze.

Chen Wang was about to search Jiang Ping's memory, but he was surprised to find that there was a special power in Jiang Ping's soul, which was blocking his detection.

Not only that, Chen Wang felt a very ominous aura from this power, which made him instinctively feel disgust, fear, and other emotions.

"Strange, there is such a strange power in the soul of a Jindan stage cultivator that it can block my detection." Chen Wang was a little surprised.

He drew his hand back.

No wonder Jiang Ping was able to wander overseas after becoming a madman. Perhaps some experts had explored his memory but found no way to crack it.

Chen Wang withdrew his hand and gained a new understanding of the Water God Palace.

"Damn it, this place is really a dangerous place!"

Get a glimpse of the whole leopard.

From this point, Chen Wang also realized that the Water God Palace might have a power beyond his own.

Regardless of whether an immortal left behind a legacy or whether this rumor is true, the power contained in it does surpass Chen Wang.

"I have a big family and business now, and I have established territories overseas. There is no need for me to get involved in this kind of disputes."

Chen Wang shook his head and prepared to leave.

At this moment Jiang Ping suddenly stopped moving. The stupidity and confusion in his eyes were gone. Suddenly, two lines of blood and tears appeared and flowed down his cheeks.

In the night, it looks twisted and terrifying, like a ghost crawling back from hell.

“Kill, kill me!”

"Please, kill me!"

Jiang Ping spoke intermittently.

Even Chen Wang felt a little touched at this moment, and felt a chill unconsciously.

Seeing Jiang Ping's eyes bleeding, Chen Wang asked, "What happened? What did you experience at the Water God Palace?"

Jiang Ping's face was covered with blood and tears. He struggled and said, "Kill, kill me... please..."

But the next moment, the blood and tears on his face were still there, but his eyes became confused and stupid again.

"Fly, fly, fly, fly, fly."

Jiang Ping said with a silly smile, his saliva unconsciously flowing down, mixed with the blood and tears on his face, making people feel a little shocking.

Chen Wang frowned.

Previously, he felt that Jiang Ping seemed to be controlled by some special force, and it was because of his soul search that he regained consciousness for a short time.

"After he regained consciousness, his first thought was to ask me to kill him. What on earth had he experienced to make a Jindan-stage cultivator with a long life span so desperate?"

Chen Wang became more and more curious.

"When I searched his soul just now, I didn't sense the presence of those shadows. Could it be that he was controlled by those human-headed shadows?"

Chen Wang was full of doubts.

"The way those shadows killed people just now was similar to that of Blood God Son, but where are they hiding now?"

He found it particularly strange that he couldn't find the existence of those shadows.

"What kind of place is the Water God Palace?"

Chen Wang mobilized his powerful magic power at this time, and reached out his hand to touch Jiang Ping's brow again, wanting to verify whether Jiang Ping's brief lucidity just now was related to his soul-searching behavior.

And is that strange power really unsolvable?

But as Chen Wang searched for souls to fight against the strange power in Jiang Ping's consciousness, the shadow behind Chen Wang suddenly became ferocious.

It seemed that there were several shadows of human heads hanging over his shadow...

(End of this chapter)