The ghost city seemed to have started some strange ritual, and all the people in the ancient city became like puppets carrying strings.

He didn't move, just stared blankly into the direction of the city center.

Just now, Li Mubai and others saw it. It was a city in the city. The closer it got, the more clear the unspeakable murmurs became.

Everyone suspected that the evil thing was inside, but the evil thing that had not been eroded by the Dharma-Ending End for eight hundred years was suspected to be related to immortals, which was beyond their ability.

But what is going on now?

Everyone followed the eyes of the ancient city people and saw that the gate of the city in the city opened with the sound of "crunching".

The oil-green light lit up in the hall, and this strange scene seemed to invite everyone into it.

"This is a bit like a cult sacrifice." A beginner disciple said.

"Worship of thousands of ghosts is even more evil than cult sacrifices."

"Are we going in?" someone said uneasy.

"Isn't it even weirder than outside?"

The state in this ghost city has made everyone's hearts tremble. The strangeness of this city in the city is probably going to be further improved.

Especially for the worldly disciples who have entered the world in this life, they have never seen such a scene in their lives.

This is a nightmare, and it doesn't make people feel broken like this.

The Purgatory on Earth is less terrifying here.

"Come in?" Mao Feng looked at everyone and said.

Li Mubai said: "We have been in a circle in this city. Apart from this city, where else have we never been to?"

Daoyi added: "There are still those ancient city people who have never been to the room."

Li Mubai said: "Where do you think there will be a way out?"

Everyone was silent for a moment and said three words:

"City in the City."

Having said that, I have basically explained it thoroughly.

No matter whether everyone wants to go to this city or not, they have to go there. If you really can't get out of this ghost place, then no one will live here for a long time.

There are many rumors about the horror left by immortals, but only the monks know the most.

An immortal thing can conquer the world.

No one can shake it.

Moreover, this thing that is suspected to be left behind by the immortal is obviously very strange. When faced with this thing, everyone may die here if they are not careful.

Just as the crowd was about to enter the city, a sound suddenly sounded.

"Please take a step further."

This ancient saying is also called Taoist sound. Anyone who speaks Taoist sound can hear everything.

This is a common language used by ancient practitioners, but after the Ming Dynasty, it mainly focused on Mandarin.

I have used less Daoyin, but people from the five Taoist sects can still do it.

How come the sound of the Tao suddenly sounded in this ghost town?

Everyone looked back and saw a bald old man walking out of the house on the edge of the city.

Everyone was alert in an instant. Everything in the ghost town was very strange, and everyone had to be alert.

"Who are you?"

Daoyi couldn't help but hold the whisk in his hand tightly.

Seeing everyone on guard, the bald old man stepped back and said half a step: "I am the deceased person in Loulan City, named Prajnati. He was once a Buddhist. After the destruction of this city, he barely maintained the spiritual platform with his Buddha nature among the ghosts."

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other. Can there be people from the Qingming Festival in this place?

They don't believe it very much.

"How do you prove that you have nothing to do with evil things?" Dao Yi said.

The old monk spread his hands and said, "I can't prove it. How did the deceased prove himself? The people I know probably died almost. But I can tell you some things. The city was destroyed about 1,800 years ago. Later, a crazy Taoist priest came 1,607 years ago. He could not destroy the finger bones of the immortals inside, so he set up a seal here."

The old monk seemed to sigh: "Year after year, until you come here, you are the second group of living people I have seen."

Dao Er was shocked and said: "Immortal finger bones? That evil thing is the immortal finger bones?"

The immortal's finger bone, who is that immortal? How could he die?

And the finger bones after death fell here and turned into evil things?

Facing the inquiry, the old monk said slowly: "Yes, that Taoist probably calls it that way. Alas, it's too long, I really can't remember it."

Maofeng in Maoshan was not tangled with the immortal's finger bones. He asked, "If you are really in the Qingming Festival of Lingtai, I ask you, how can we go out?"

"The seal is broken, no one can go out. You can only go out unless you go in and open the way on the back of the inscriptionless monument in the center of the palace."

"The wordless monument?" He asked in response, but his heart was shocked.

This wordless stele is exactly what the Ming Dynasty wants to take.

The old monk nodded and said, "Yes, that was the Taoist priest who stayed there back then. He was afraid that someone would accidentally enter the ghost city, so he left a monument without words, giving all those who accidentally entered the ancient city a way out."

But at this point, the old monk suddenly changed his words:

"But there are many followers of the king in the palace, so you probably are unlikely to get the stone tablet."

"Especially there are so many burdens."

The old monk pointed to the people behind him, indicating that these people with insufficient cultivation would die if they could go in.

"What if I put them outside?" said the leader of the Tianshi Mansion.

The old monk shook his head and said, "In two hours here, those people will become ghosts and they will not survive."

"If you really want to go in, then these people will stay in my house. These ghosts will not enter the house, so that you can wait until you come out."

Li Mubai frowned and said, "Can this person believe me?"

Daoyi said: "Believe it or not, take them in, and they may not survive, and maybe we cannot survive either. Why not bet on a bet?"

At the end of this, they had no choice but to stay here for one more minute and be closer to death. At this time, they could only take a try.

The five Taoist sects and the Nirvana forces of the Great Ming kept all those who had poor cultivation and gave instructions.

Li Mubai handed Qiao Yuanshan a jade pendant, then patted him on the shoulder and said, "Be careful of that old monk, something is wrong with him. Protect your junior brother and sister, I will come back soon."

Qiao Yuanshan glanced at his uncle, but his uncle did not explain, but just gave him a look.

Qiao Yuanshan nodded and signaled that he understood.

Half an hour later, all the disciples in the entry were left behind.

All the disciples who entered the world and the true disciples entered the palace to find the stele without words.

The old monk took Qiao Yuanshan and others into the house.

The old monk had kind eyes and even if he became a ghost, he would not have any ghost spirit.

But as soon as he entered the house, Qiao Yuanshan watched him pour water into the pot, as if he was about to prepare for them.

"Master, we don't want to eat." Qiao Yuanshan said.

"I know." The old monk replied.

Qiao Yuanshan vaguely heard the sound of water droplets. When the old monk turned around, Qiao Yuanshan was shocked.

Because the old monk's eyes had completely turned into a dark green color, saliva was left at the corner of his mouth.

"But I'm hungry!"
Chapter completed!