When I met a close friend with a few glasses, they were both free and easy people. When I talked, I forgot the time, and before I knew it, it was already midnight.

Chang Jin originally thought Yan Chixia was a native of the Taoist temple, but later he realized that he was like himself, a casual cultivator. Yan Chixia's hometown had a severe drought in the past. He went out to beg for someone else. When he was about to starve to death, he was attracted by his master and accepted it as his disciple. Then he learned Taoism and magical powers, learned to go out of the mountain, and wandered around the states of the Great Yan Dynasty. It has been more than ten years now, and he is well-informed.

During his conversation, Yan Chixia was quite disdainful of Taoist sects. When he heard that Chang Jin had taken the county examination one after another, he was very surprised and said repeatedly: "Yunsheng... Could it be that you were a scholar who had met the immortal building in Wanshan Mansion a few months ago and had a deep impression of his eyes and had gone up to the next level. I said why did you feel so familiar?"

"It's my little brother, I didn't think of it in my ears." Chang Jin was also a little surprised that he heard about his name.

"Haha, Yunsheng is a great talent. I have also climbed to Yuxian Tower to see the scenery. Yunsheng's two poems are so wonderful that they really write into people's hearts." After admiring, he asked in confusion: "Why don't Yunsheng go on such a talented talent, but instead seek immortals and Taoism?"

"I did not give up on the imperial examinations, but just read thousands of books and traveled thousands of miles, and kept studying. How could I know the scenes of the Great Yan Dynasty? It's like a doctor treating people. Only by knowing the condition can I prescribe the right medicine."

"I like to hear Yunsheng's words. The people are so miserable..."

As the two were talking, Chang Jin suddenly frowned slightly and turned his head to look into the distance.

Seeing that his expression was strange on his face, Yan Chixia also looked at it and exclaimed lightly.

Twenty or thirty feet away, a strong evil aura slowly rose, mixed with countless howlings.

On this quiet summer night, it makes people feel heartbroken.

"We're finally here, Brother Yan, let's go check it out. How about it?" Chang Jin pressed his sword and jumped up.

"Okay, let me also see Yun Sheng's methods." Yan Chixia naturally stood up and followed her.

The two of them quickly walked outside the temple, feeling that the yin energy in front of them was spreading, several times more than during the day.

Looking up, the entire valley was full of desolate tombs, and there were hundreds of them. Many of them were covered with green and gloomy phosphorus fires, which were very scary.

Chang Jin released his spiritual consciousness and could clearly sense the places where the Yin Qi condensed but did not disperse, and most of them were hidden by ghosts.

However, Yan Chixia beside her was murderous and released by accident. Under his intimidation, the ghosts did not dare to take the initiative to move forward.

"How come there are so many graves here?" Chang Jin asked in a low voice. Bai Ri heard Yan Chixia briefly say that he didn't take it to heart, and now he realized that the scale of the grave was beyond imagination.

"I don't know much. I heard from the nearby hunters that it seemed to be the battlefield of the previous dynasty. General Li Guangxiao had set up an ambush here and planned to kill tens of thousands of pursuers. I carefully investigated during the day. There was nothing strange here. Somehow, the yin energy is so strong now..." Yan Chixia responded and stepped into the cemetery.

"No wonder so many." Chang Jin was also a little confused. He went into the mountain to investigate the true body of the next generation, but he did not expect to encounter ghosts in the desolate graves near Lanruo Temple again.

The dew is heavy at night in the mountains. At this moment, the fog is covered with mist in the desolate grave. Strong Yin Qi emerges from the ground and flows into the fog above. This Yin Qi condenses in the ground for countless years, and the wind cannot dissipate, and emits a pungent fishy smell.

Chang Jin blocked his breath and walked forward carefully. But he had just walked a few steps, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, the surrounding fog completely disappeared, the waning moon above his head hung high, and a little light flashed in the distance.

Chang Jin encountered similar scenes several times and immediately realized that he had entered the illusion array. He was naturally not afraid of such a formation, but just stepped forward to see what kind of ghost was causing trouble.

When I walked to that bright spot, I realized it was a house.

He walked up to him and before he knocked on the door, he saw a young woman smiling at him with a lantern in her arms, and asked at him, "Why did the young master come? My lady has been waiting for a long time..."

"Your lady?" Chang Jin showed doubts on his face, but his heart was like a mirror. The young woman in front of him was a ghost, with a strong resentment on his head, and obviously he killed a lot of animals.

As for the house in front of you, the walls are all made of huge stones, mixed with the smell of soil, and it is simply a tomb that transforms.

"Yes, didn't the young master come from looking for the fate of immortality?" The woman opened her lips lightly.

"How do you know?" Chang Jin asked immediately.

"Young master, don't ask me where I know, just go in." The young woman did not answer, but just carried a lantern in front of her guide.
Chapter completed!