Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 159 Fishing
At this point, some people in the hall couldn't help but show a trace of panic. But then they found that the cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage were all calm, so they were relieved and calmed down.

At this time, the two white-robed elders of the Star Palace opened their eyes calmly, stood up suddenly, and jumped off the stone pillar lightly.

Immediately, the eyes of the other cultivators were fixed on the two of them. Those who knew showed understanding, while those who didn't know had a hint of doubt.

As for those Nascent Soul cultivators, they just watched the two's actions expressionlessly without saying a word.

The two men walked calmly to the front of the hall.

But before the two of them reached the place, there was a slight shaking of the ground at the end of the hall, and then several stone slabs on the ground emitted a dazzling white light.

Then, in the surprised gaze of everyone, a small teleportation array about ten feet in size appeared there.

There were so many monks in the hall, but no one could tell how the teleportation array appeared there.
The monk couldn't help but be extremely surprised.

The two elders in white walked calmly to the teleportation array and bowed to examine it carefully.

At this time, Nie Zhaonan also put down the stone pillar and walked towards the two old men surnamed Zhao.

After a while, the two looked at each other and nodded.

"Okay, there is no problem with this teleportation array. Once we teleport in from here, we will reach the outer hall of Xutian Palace. You guys take care of yourselves." After saying this, Nie Zhaonan and the other two stepped onto the teleportation array.

As a result, after three flashes of white light, the figures of the three people disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, the other monks in the hall looked at each other in bewilderment.

But before they could react, Wan Tianming, along with the Taoist priest and the thin and dark old man, flew down the stone pillar without hesitation, walked into the teleportation array, and were teleported to the outer hall.

The monks only then reacted, and those who were closer hurried over.

After a flash of white light passed before Nie Zhaonan's eyes, he appeared on a desolate little hillock. He looked around but did not see the two elders surnamed Zhao who had been teleported with him.

Obviously, even if the three people were in the same teleportation, they were still separated and teleported to different locations.

Nie Zhaonan had no intention of looking for the two people, and walked towards the gray-white fog more than ten feet away.

The gray fog in front of me was floating everywhere, with no end in sight. There were also gusts of cold wind blowing here and there, accompanied by the faint sound of ghosts crying and shrieking, which made people feel cold in their hearts.

This place is the land of ghosts in Xutian Palace. It is extremely dangerous for Jindan cultivators. There are countless ghost kings here, and many Jindan cultivators have been devoured by them, and some of them ended up with no body left.

These ghost fogs were blocked by a layer of faint white light near the slope and could not advance even an inch. Otherwise, even the small slope under Nie Zhaonan's feet would not escape being covered by the ghost fog.

Nie Zhaonan looked at the ghost fog in front of him and just smiled slightly. The evil ghosts hidden in it were the perfect resources for the Soul-Crying Beast to advance.

With a flick of his sleeves, a small, silver-white spirit beast appeared in his hand.

This spirit beast looks like a monkey, but its nose is very large and high. It is the Soul-Crying Beast that has advanced once.

As soon as the Soul-Crying Beast appeared, it showed an extremely excited expression and stared at the ghost fog in front of it with longing eyes, as if there was something extremely attractive in it.

"Such a large area of ​​ghost land should be enough to satisfy the Soul-Crying Beast's need to advance once again."

With this in mind, Nie Zhaonan concealed his cultivation level to the middle stage of Jindan, because there were many ghost kings in the ghost fog with extremely high intelligence.

If he walked in with a swagger and without any disguise, he would scare it away, which would be very unfavorable to attract it and let it be devoured by the Soul-Crying Beast.

Then, Nie Zhaonan was surrounded by spiritual light and disappeared into the ghost fog.

Only visible to the naked eye, a passage about ten feet wide and much lighter than the surrounding ghost fog appeared behind Nie Zhaonan. This was not due to Nie Zhaonan's protective aura, but the Weeping Soul Beast could not wait to use its big nose to absorb the surrounding fog into its body as soon as it entered the ghost fog.

As Nie Zhaonan went deeper, the color of the ghost fog began to change from its original grayish white to gradually darker, and the eyes of the weeping soul beast also became brighter.

Along the way, Nie Zhaonan also discovered some bones and broken fragments of magical weapons left behind by the unlucky monks who were trapped here. Seeing these, Nie Zhaonan just shook his head slightly and no longer paid attention to them.

This is what it is like when you embark on the path of spiritual practice. If you are not careful, you will end up in an irretrievable situation. No one will even collect your corpse, and your soul will turn into a ghost, making it difficult for you to enter the cycle of reincarnation.

This ending is three times more miserable than that of ordinary people.

After a while, Nie Zhaonan encountered a group of low-level ghosts. These ghosts were covered in dark air, and their blood-red eyes were full of cruelty and brutality, without any intelligence at all.

They swept straight towards Nie Zhaonan, but before they reached several feet in front of him, the Soul-Crying Beast lying on his shoulder snorted softly, and a silver light spurted out of its nose, covering all the ghosts.

These ghosts seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move, and could only make sharp, shrill sounds from their mouths.

Then the silver light rolled back slightly and sucked all the ghosts into the big nose without leaving a single one.

The Soul-Crying Beast couldn't help but chew a few times, looking as if it was still unsatisfied.

Just as Nie Zhaonan continued to move forward with the Soul-Crying Beast, a faint low sobbing sound came from the mist beside them.

The voice sounded like the lady's, shrill and low, intermittent, making people feel irritated and uneasy.

If a cultivator with low cultivation level heard this, his mind would be moved and he would want to dance. In more serious cases, he would feel dizzy and unable to control his body.

This is the innate magical power of high-level demon ghosts - 'Soul-bewitching Ghost Sound'.

Nie Zhaonan moved and fled in the direction where the "soul-catching ghost sound" came from. Even the Soul-Crying Beast that was lazily lying on his shoulder stood up and looked straight ahead.

In a blink of an eye, a ghostly figure covered in mist appeared several feet in front of Nie Zhaonan, with a thumb-sized green bead emitting a dark and cold aura, and it kept making soul-stirring sounds from its mouth.

Instead of letting the Soul-Crying Beast devour the ghost immediately, Nie Zhaonan reached into his waist and pulled out a walnut-sized emerald green crystal, which was the Yinming Beast Crystal obtained from killing the Yin Beast in Luohou's body. As soon as the Yinming Beast Crystal appeared, the blood-red pupils of the high-level ghost Wu Qingming on the opposite side showed an extremely eager expression, and then he rushed straight towards Nie Zhaonan without hesitation.

At the moment when the ghost was moving, in the ghost fog not far away, the thick black fog rolled continuously, and two humanoid ghosts covered with green hair suddenly rushed out and pounced straight towards Nie Zhaonan.

These two ghosts are no different from ordinary green-haired zombies except that they have pointed heads and hold a several-foot-long bone fork in each hand.

It was exactly the two Demon Yashas.

These two Yakshas had just been hiding in the dark and had launched a sneak attack on Nie Zhaonan, but of course they had been discovered long ago.

However, Nie Zhaonan had no intention of alerting the enemy. Instead, he wanted to verify an idea in his mind: "Does the Yinming Beast Crystal have a special attraction to ghosts like the colorful grass?"

The test results in front of him showed that the three ghosts all looked very crazy after seeing the Yinming Beast Crystal. This verified Nie Zhaonan's guess and made him very happy.

As long as he used the Yinming Beast Crystal as bait, he wouldn't have to look for ghosts in this ghost fog. He could just wait quietly in one place, which would save him a lot of time.

Having gotten the answer, Nie Zhaonan gave the order to the Soul-Crying Beast to kill the three ghosts without hesitation.

The Soul-Crying Beast immediately opened its mouth and inhaled, then closed its mouth tightly, and then an unusually thick silver light beam spurted out from its nose.

The silver beam of light circled slightly and then wrapped around the three ghosts.

These three high-level ghost mists did not lose the power to resist immediately. Instead, they struggled violently, twisting their bodies like pretzels. Their postures were extremely weird, and they let out shrill, piercing ghost howls from their mouths.

The whole scene seemed so eerie and terrifying that it made people feel cold.

The silver beam of light was unable to withstand the frantic struggles of the three high-level ghosts, and began to vibrate violently with increasing amplitude, and it seemed that the three ghosts were about to break free.

It seems that even if the Soul-Crying Beast has evolved once, it is still somewhat powerless when facing three high-level ghosts at the same time.

However, Nie Zhaonan was very satisfied with the performance of the Soul-Crying Beasts. After all, these were three ghosts that were comparable to Jindan cultivators.

He snapped his ten fingers three times, and suddenly three extremely weak light golden arcs shot towards the three ghosts.

Three muffled sounds of "Puff, puff, puff" were heard in succession.

The heads of the three ghosts exploded immediately, and most of the black energy on their bodies was also dispersed.

It was the 'Divine Thunder to Repel Evil', but these three divine thunders were controlled by Nie Zhaonan with all his might, and only a tiny bit was emitted, so that the three ghosts would not be struck dead and disappear without a trace.

These three ghosts are the nourishment that Nie Zhaonan left for the Soul-Crying Beast to grow, so naturally, his efforts cannot be wasted.

While the ghost was being killed, the Soul-Crying Beast sniffed hard with its big nose and sucked it all in. The Soul-Crying Beast immediately burped, showing a very satisfied expression and stroking its belly.

After killing the three ghosts, Nie Zhaonan came to a place with a very strong ghost aura, and took out nearly a hundred Yinming beast crystals of different sizes and piled them on the ground.

Nie Zhaonan took out so many Yinming Beast Crystals naturally because he wanted to hunt down ghosts as quickly as possible. Anyway, he thought that with his strength, he would not feel any pressure or danger even if he could kill dozens of high-level ghosts at the same time.

After setting the bait, Nie Zhaonan hid aside with the Soul-Crying Beast, quietly waiting for the ghost to take the bait.

After a while, the dark ghost fog where Nie Zhaonan was kept rolling, and bursts of ghost howling sounds were often heard. These sounds were all extremely sharp and piercing without exception, but they all carried a hint of misery, as if the ghosts that made these sounds had experienced some great terror.

After three days, the noise here finally subsided, and then a white light shot out from the fog and flew into the distance.

After such a long period of continuous devouring, the Soul-Crying Beast fell into a deep sleep again, silently digesting the evil spirits in its stomach and accumulating strength to prepare for another advancement.

Speaking of which, this trip to the ghost fog also broadened Nie Zhaonan's horizons. Not only did he see all kinds of ghosts in different forms, such as a fierce ghost with horns on his head and sharp fingers named "Weiwu".

He also witnessed a "Spirit Possession Technique", but the one who performed this technique was a ghost king, and the one that was forcibly possessed was not a spirit beast, but a black tiger spirit. Nie Zhaonan was amazed when he saw this strange scene.

However, even though the Ghost King used the 'Spirit Possession Technique' and his cultivation level skyrocketed to the point where he could barely compete with an early Nascent Soul cultivator, he was still only able to withstand one evil-repelling divine thunder in front of Nie Zhaonan before being severely injured. He was then swallowed up by the Soul-Crying Beast's glowing light.

This is a place like a garden. There are not only exotic flowers and plants that cannot be named nearby, but also seven or eight intricately carved jade pavilions. There are more than forty monks sparsely populated inside, some sitting or fighting.

Among these monks, most of them were either pale or covered in blood, as if they had gone through a hard battle to get here, but they all had excitement on their faces that they could not hide.

After all, as long as you pass the ghost fog, you can at least get some elixirs that are rarely seen in the outside world.

There were even some monks who gathered together and whispered something, as if they were going to join forces to continue to break through.

Man Huzi and Wan Tianming's two groups, all Nascent Soul cultivators, were here, but they were sitting in two jade pavilions with their eyes closed to rest.

It was not known whether the two old men surnamed Zhao did it intentionally or unintentionally, but they sat cross-legged in the open space between the two groups with expressionless faces, as silent as stone sculptures.

Over a hundred feet around the garden was rolling pitch-black ghost fog, which completely surrounded the entire area, making it seem as if one was in two different worlds.

Suddenly, a patch of ghost fog automatically parted, and a male cultivator walked out leisurely from it.

This male cultivator was young, with a handsome face. He was dressed in dark black clothes. There was nothing unusual about him and he looked extremely calm, as if he had not experienced any struggle at all and had successfully escaped from the ghost fog.

The Nascent Soul cultivators who had originally closed their eyes all looked towards Nie Zhaonan at the same time, but with different gazes.

The Nascent Soul cultivators of both the righteous and evil paths were all extremely confused. They didn't know why Nie Zhaonan, the Nascent Soul cultivator, had stayed in the ghost fog for so long. He was clearly the first person to enter, so why did he come out only now and become the last Nascent Soul cultivator to enter this place?

Could it be that he discovered some treasure trove in the ghost fog, which delayed his efforts?
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