A mere soul refining furnace is actually worth two gold coins, which is equivalent to 2,000 spiritual star money. Compared with the grade of Xiao Jingyu's Lihuo Fan, it is not only a little higher. What Xiao Jingyu said is obviously true. This soul refining furnace has refined too many souls and accumulated countless causes and effects, resulting in the grade level being so high that it is a bit terrifying.

"What is the Immortal Master planning to deal with this soul refining furnace?"

Xiao Jingyu nodded and said, "I have a friend... If you are willing to take action on this soul refining furnace, you might as well..."

I raised my eyebrows gently: "Why, you still have money? Well, I don't recommend knocking you out with one punch and search again."

"ha……"

Xiao Jingyu looked embarrassed and panicked: "I made the immortal master laugh, and I will never mention this matter again!"

I frowned and was very hesitant. If this soul refining furnace is handed over to Xiao Jingyu, he will definitely have similar ghost cultivators in the world. When it comes to others' hands, it will not be the same. But if I take the soul refining furnace back to the Seven Evil City and sell it, the final result will probably be the same. But what if I don't sell it? You must know that this soul refining furnace is equivalent to ten top-grade spirit crystals. After all, I am not a moral saint.

No matter what, take it back to Qisha City and sell it. Use this money to buy the spirit crystal, and then refine a peerless origin flying sword. Then, the cause and effect of cutting off the furnace with one sword will be fine.

...

"Immortal Master, what should I do now?" Xiao Jingyu looked at the fur of the silver fox in his hand and smiled: "This thing seems to have some value as well."

"Give it to me."

When I reached out, Xiao Jingyu had to hand over the silver fox. As a result, the price of the fur of this silver fox was beyond my imagination. It was worth 250 spiritual stars and the money was as much as 250. I think the dog-headed Taoist really paid a lot of money to raise this silver fox to hunt ghosts. It was good, I bought it!

I looked again. The storage bag of Dog-Tao Taoist originally contained 300+ spiritual star coins, but naturally they all became mine. As for Xiao Jingyu beside him, he was trembling, fearing that I would punch my head into the soil at any time, so I didn't even dare to say a piece of the pie.

"Let's go."

I looked north and said, "Let's go to Cry and Husband's Cliff."

"I'm going now?"

Xiao Jingyu was stunned.

"What, do you still have to choose the time?" I asked with a smile.

"No need, go."

So, the two of them set out on the road north, just like that.

...

On the road, it started to rain heavily, and it was getting heavier and heavier. The raindrops as big as beans made it hurt particularly, and the rain felt gloomy. Nan Fei was naturally not concerned about being a cloudy thing, and even enjoyed it. But I frowned, and Xiao Jingyu was even soaked all over, trembling with cold. His eyes kept swimming around, saying, "This rain is a bit strange."

"It's natural that there's something weird about it."

I walked in the rain with the endless wind. The Divine Pants blocked most of the rain, with only some rain on my face, and frowned and said, "Find a place to rest. Don't let this rain put out the three fires on your shoulders. That would be really troublesome. By the way, your dignified chief of the Palace of Eternity can't even resist a rain?"

Xiao Jingyu's face became more and more embarrassing: "It made the immortal master laugh... But this rain was mostly caused by Jiang Yunzhu. Who is Jiang Yunzhu? A generation of ghost kings who guarded half of the territory of the ancient battlefield almost took away half of the gloomy spirit luck in the ancient battlefield. She was in a rainy rain that ordinary people were afraid that their souls would not leave their bodies on the spot. I, as the chief of the Changsheng Palace, although I am the No. 1 seed in the Changsheng Palace, can come out...ah..."

I turned to look at him: "Xiao Jingyu, can you beat Jiang Yunzhu?"

"The Immortal Master was joking."

He smiled and shook his head: "The four little ghost kings under Jiang Yunxiang can suppress them. As for Jiang Yunxiang, they may still have to take action by their master, and at most they will be a draw."

"It seems that your Changsheng Palace wants to influence the general trend of the ancient battlefield. To put it bluntly, you still have to rely on the Changsheng Palace in the end."

"Yes."

Xiao Jingyu did not deny it and said, "After all, Changsheng Palace was originally the lower sect of Changsheng Palace. It is said that the Changsheng Palace is full of talents, and there are many talents among the younger generation of disciples. Among them, there is a pride named Feng Canghai who is overwhelming the heroes. Now he is the chief disciple of Changsheng Palace, and his cultivation is unfathomable."

“…”

I frowned and did not continue to talk about the matter of the Palace of Eternal Life, but said, "Stay on the way and see if there is any place to shelter from the rain in front. I'm afraid your body can't really resist the rain."

"Well, thank you for your care!"

...

A few minutes later, Nan Fei, who was floating in the rain and was not affected by the rain at all, turned around and looked at me, "Master, there is a dilapidated temple in front of me. It was a mountain god temple before, but it was abandoned later. It is said that the mountain god's golden body was smashed by Jiang Yun porridge, and then it was abandoned together. There can be some rain there."

"It's best, but Nan Fei leads the way."

“Yes, Master!”

Nan Fei flew forward, I flew forward and patted Xiao Jingyu on the shoulder: "Come on."

For a moment, Xiao Jingyu stood there in a daze, his face was full of flattery, and then followed him with a quick glance. In less than half a minute, he passed through a forest land. The outline of a mountain temple appeared in the darkness in front of him. In the temple, there seemed to be a spark of fire. I immediately said in a deep voice: "There are already people in the temple. Let's squeeze with them. Nan Fei comes down and walk, don't scare others."

"yes."

Just as we pushed open the gate of the mountain temple and entered the hall with the yin energy of wind and rain, we saw that there was indeed a bonfire rising inside, and three people surrounded the bonfire. One of them was an elderly monk, a teenager, and a girl. It was none other than the three people I met when I first stepped into the realm of the Seven Evil City.

Obviously, the three of them were also stunned and turned around and looked at the two of us.

"Hey, isn't this the Ranger?"

The girl's mouth is faster than her heart, and she has already spoken.

I was a little embarrassed and slowly clasped my fists at the old man and said, "This rain is a bit strange. I can only come here to hide from the rain. I hope the old senior doesn't mind."

The old monk bowed gently and said with a smile: "The mountains and wild temples are originally a land of unlimited power. This ranger, as well as this young man and girl, please do whatever you want."

"Thank you."

Xiao Jingyu and I clasped our fists together, while Nan Fei followed suit and gave us a blessing.

So, I took them to raise a bonfire aside. Xiao Jingyu used his spiritual power in his body and steamed his clothes with the bonfire. As for me, I was just a piece of equipment. Within a few seconds of entering the hall, there was no drop of water.

The smell of roasted steamed buns came from the side.

The old monk was poking the cold steamed buns with branches and roasting them. The edges of the steamed buns were already golden. Although there was no drop of oil, they smelled very fragrant. On this cold night, it seemed like a good enjoyment to have a bite of such a steamed bun.

I can hold it back, my hunger and fullness are still very high, so I don't mind at all.

However, Xiao Jingyu, he was anxious to go out, and he didn't expect that so many things would happen. He didn't bring any food in the storage bag, so he looked back and looked disappointed.

"Do you want to eat roasted steamed buns?"

The girl asked with a smile.

Xiao Jingyu looked embarrassed: "Is that OK?"

The old monk immediately stood up, took off a piece of steamed bun on the branch, broke it into three pieces, and smiled and said, "If you don't mind, you will fill your stomach a little. The master and apprentice went out to travel around the world this time, and they really didn't bring any delicious food. Only these dry and hard steamed buns can fill your stomach."

“It’s enough.”

I took the next piece of steamed bun and gave Xiao Jingyu the remaining two pieces. Nan Fei was a ghost and didn't need to eat these things that were contaminated with fireworks, and it seemed that I couldn't eat them.

The old monk glanced at Nan Fei, smiled faintly and turned around and left, as if he had understood everything.

After eating the steamed buns with voracious food, Xiao Jingyu turned around and clasped his fists: "In the Changsheng Palace, Xiao Jingyu, I don't know the old man's honorable name, and what kind of cultivator is from which sect?"

The old monk bowed: "The three of us masters and apprentices are from Liuye Mountain. We originally wanted to visit ancient battlefields and travel around the mountains and rivers, not disturbing the ghosts and ghosts in the ancient battlefields, but we didn't expect that this heavy rain would make our masters and apprentices have to hide here, and we might have to spend the night here."

"Oh, so that's it."

Xiao Jingyu didn't say much, turned around and sat down by the bonfire, and then talked to me with Xinhu: "I have heard of Liuye Mountain. There is just a small mountain sect in the west of the mainland. The mountain master's cultivation is only in the late stage of the Linggang Realm. The entire Liuye Mountain has a talent withered. It is said that the total number of people is no more than ten. I think this old monk should be the mountain master, so it is not convenient to show his identity to us outsiders."

I said, "It is also appropriate for people to take their apprentices to travel around, so keeping a distance is also the case. Not everyone is like you, and they will directly report their homes wherever they go."

Xiao Jingyu was disappointed: "The immortal master taught me."

...

Not long after, the rain outside did not stop, and it became heavier and heavier. The young and girl in the temple was already sleepy and leaned against the master, while the old monk smiled helplessly and kept trying to keep his energy.

"This rain is really strange."

I leaned against the pillar of the hall behind me and smiled, "It can even affect people's will and spirit."

This sentence directly made the old monk wake up from his dozing state. He looked at his two disciples who were already asleep on the straw mat, and turned around and threw a grateful smile at me.

I looked outside the hall, where there was a "squeaking" sound of squeaking the door, and there was a slight sound of squeaking in the distance. The sound of gongs came from the rain. But with such heavy rain and such a mountain and dilapidated temple, where did the squeaking in the distance?

"It seems that the person who came is not good!"

Xiao Jingyu narrowed his eyes.

Nan Fei looked nervous and leaned into my arms. I immediately disliked him and avoided him. Are you a female ghost more afraid of ghosts than me?
Chapter completed!