Chapter 335: Four Ghosts of Shannan

"Rogue cultivator?"

Zheng Yi nodded and said, "Let them wait in the Baiyujing Palace."

"Here!"

Chen Liancang left quickly, and Zheng Yi, served by the palace maids, went to the inner room to bathe and change clothes.

Soon, under the leadership of Chen Liancang, several figures dressed in various styles entered Baiyujing one after another.

There were about a dozen people in this group, clearly divided into three groups.

As they moved forward, they huddled together vaguely, looking around from time to time.

At the same time, they were whispering to each other using their own secret methods.

“What a magnificent palace!”

"The spiritual energy here is more than ten times richer than that of the outside world! How is that possible?"

"Is there a monk hiding deep in the palace?"

"As far as I know, there is Tian Xingzi who surrendered to Dayu. He is from the Tianji Sect and is the best at formations!"

"A spirit gathering array covering the entire palace? How is that possible!"

"Be quiet! Wait and follow my instructions."

"it is good……"

While they were discussing in low voices, Chen Liancang and a few others had already stepped into the Baiyujing Palace.

"Please wait here. His Majesty still has some things to deal with. He will come to meet you fellow Taoists in a moment."

Among the dozen people, an old man with white hair and beard said with a smile: "Daoist friend, please."

"please."

Chen Liancang left, and then more than ten palace maids came in one after another, served fragrant tea, and then left.

Amid the mist of tea, the white-haired old man suddenly waved his hand, and a soundproofing formation was immediately activated, covering the entire hall.

"Everyone, my soundproofing formation can block out the sound, so you can communicate freely here."

"Let me ask you one more question. Do you really want to join the Great Yu Immortal Dynasty?"

A bald man touched his head, smiled and said, "Of course, but the premise is...it depends on whether Emperor Zhengyong sincerely invites me to wait!"

"For cultivators in the early stages of Qi training, three spirit stones per month!"

"A cultivator in the middle stage of Qi training will receive five spirit stones per month!"

"For a cultivator in the late stage of Qi training, 20 spirit stones per month!"

"As long as the treatment rumored by the outside world is like this, then of course we will join this so-called Dayu Immortal Dynasty!"

"Hehehe..."

Another old man in green said with a smile: "It is not easy for us casual cultivators to practice. I have wasted decades, and the most I have is only a dozen spirit stones in my hand."

"What virtue and ability does Emperor Zhengyong have to dare to offer such a high salary?"

"The most important thing is that as long as you contribute your soul power and ignite the soul fire, your salary can even be doubled!"

A woman in red with an extremely charming face suddenly said, "I heard that Emperor Zhengyong seems to have inherited the Nanke Immortal Palace."

"The inheritance of Nanke Immortal Palace?"

"Are the rumors about Nanke Immortal Mansion true?"

"If this is not the case, where did Emperor Zheng Yong get so many spiritual stones?"

"Hiss...why is there no movement at all?"

"Nan Ke Immortal Mansion, it is said that the Xumi small world in the spiritual world is a world of its own, and there are countless treasures!"

"It's really a bargain for Emperor Zhengyong!"

"All right!"

The white-haired old man continued to ask: "What are your plans?"

"Mr. Shi, how about you?"

"I?"

The man called Shi Lao's eyes flashed and he said, "My life span is short. For the sake of my descendants, I naturally want to live as long as possible."

"You want to offer your soul fire?!"

"Hehehe... naturally."

"You are crazy! After you give up your soul fire, your life and property will be in the hands of Emperor Zhengyong from now on, just like a slave..."

"so what?"

Shi Lao said indifferently: "I don't have much time left, so of course I have to use the remaining time to obtain more spiritual stone resources for my good grandson."

"I am a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi training. If I donate my soul fire, I can get ten spirit stones every month!"

"With these ten spirit stones as a foundation, and the ability to practice in such a rich spiritual place in the capital, perhaps my grandson will be able to enter the foundation-building stage one day, hahahaha..."

"grandfather……!"

Next to Mr. Shi, a young man who looked about fifteen or sixteen had eyes full of excitement and didn't know what to say.

"Good boy, don't be sad. I have lived for so many years and have experienced everything."

"I was originally thinking of finding a promising sect or family for you, but now it seems that the Great Yu Immortal Dynasty is the most suitable one!"

"No matter what you think, this Great Yu Immortal Dynasty... I am in a state of meditation!"

"Old Shi..."

The eyes of several people flickered, and no one knew what they were thinking. Then they fell silent.

Several people continued to wait, but after waiting for more than half an hour, no one came.

Not to mention Emperor Zhengyong, even the eunuchs and palace maids were nowhere to be seen.

Old Shi and several other older independent cultivators were able to remain calm and did not say anything.

However, a few young people, or independent practitioners who had practiced special skills, became anxious.

"Why is there no one here? Where is Emperor Zhengyong?"

"This tea is indeed good, but you can't let me drink tea all the time!"

"Is Emperor Zhengyong sincere?"

Several monks were whispering something, their eyes flickering, and some of them were sitting there looking a little anxious, looking around cautiously.

"Everyone, be careful. What if Emperor Zhengyong has bad intentions..."

"Are you stupid? The other party is the emperor, and he offers such a generous salary."

"Yes, other families or forces may rob each other. Is it necessary for the emperor to do so?"

The crowd was talking in low voices, but four monks of similar temperament, both men and women, old and young, stood up and whispered, "Fellow Daoists, we will not participate in the meeting with Emperor Zhengyong today."

"Everyone, see you later."

"Ok?"

"The Four Shannan Ghosts are leaving now? Why?"

“Hehe, these four people are cultivators of the demonic path. They are best at collecting blood for sacrifice and refining ghosts to hurt people. I don’t know how many people have died in their hands. They should be scared now!”

"Hehehe, if Emperor Zhengyong wants to deal with them..."

At this moment, a long and clear voice sounded in their ears.

"Your Majesty has arrived~!"

Hearing this voice, the other monks were all stunned and stood up subconsciously.

However, the four ghosts from Shannan shouted secretly and rushed out of the hall one after another.

"Have friends come from afar."

"Since you have come to my palace to meet me, why are you in such a hurry to leave now?"

Just as he finished speaking, a ray of light suddenly appeared outside the hall, blocking the four ghosts from Shannan.

"Damn it!"

Among the four ghosts of Shannan, the leader was actually a child who looked only half the height of a human.

The child looked no more than seven or eight years old, with red lips, white teeth, a ponytail on his head, and a rosy face.

But what was strange was that his pupils were grayish white and surrounded by fine crow's feet.

"Brother! Formation!"

"Let's work together and break it!"

"Do it!"

"call……!"

In an instant, the four ghosts from Shannan started to take action.

The pale boy in the lead opened his mouth and a pale flame gushed out, hitting the light curtain and creating ripples.

The woman in red giggled, and with a shake of her body, she actually threw out a long blood-red snake, which bared its fangs and bit the light curtain fiercely, making a harsh friction sound.

The third person was a middle-aged man with a thin body and pockmarked face.

But he quickly made a gesture with his hands, and a pitch-black flying sword appeared out of thin air, turning into a black light and slashing fiercely on the light curtain.

The last person was an old man who looked very old. His hair and beard were all white, but the top of his head was completely bald.

He opened his mouth and smiled, revealing a mouthful of big yellow teeth.

Then he slapped the storage bag, and a giant skeleton that was more than one person tall suddenly turned into a ball of black mist. There were more than ten small skulls surrounding it, which madly hit the light curtain in front of it.

For a moment, most of the hall was within the attack range of the Four Ghosts of Shannan.

The others subconsciously moved away, but they also looked at the Four Ghosts of Shannan in shock.

Especially the light curtain that descended from the sky, covering more than ten of them. Is that a formation?

what is this else?
Entering can stop the Four Ghosts of Shannan for such a long time!

You know, among the four ghosts of Shannan, there is a cultivator in the late stage of Qi training!

For a moment, the entire hall was filled with ghost howls and demonic flames.

"Clap clap clap..."

At this moment, there was a burst of crisp applause.

Everyone looked subconsciously and saw a man in a bright yellow dragon robe walking out from behind a screen, surrounded by a group of eunuchs and palace maids.

As they walked, they clapped their hands.

Emperor Zhengyong!
He has an upright posture and his eyes are deep and bright, as if he can see into the deepest part of people's hearts.

There is a kingly air between his brows, and his sword-like brows droop, making him look more majestic and domineering.

He was wearing a dragon robe embroidered with a flying snake in gold thread, looking elegant and majestic.

At this moment, his eyes were staring at the four ghosts from Shannan with great interest.

"Good job! Come and see the reward!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Liancang next to him slapped the storage bag on his waist, and a handful of shiny things appeared in his hand. He threw them at the door of the hall.

To be precise, it was at the feet of the Four Ghosts of Shannan who were continuously casting spells on the formation outside.

Uh……

The first people to be stunned, of course, were the dozen or so people who were still waiting on the side.

A pair of eyes were fixed on the shiny things that were still rolling in the hall.

That is... a spirit stone!
"Spiritual stone!"

"Forty Spiritual Stones!"

"What is he doing?"

"Reward with Spiritual Stones!"

"It's a waste of natural resources, I..."

Amid the exclamations, the cultivator who looked like a child among the four ghosts from Shannan who were still struggling to attack the formation stopped first and subconsciously looked at his feet.

what is that?
He blinked, not daring to believe his eyes.

He immediately stopped his attack, bent down, picked up two shiny things from the ground, and examined them carefully.

"Spiritual stone!"

"It's full of spiritual energy, with no loss at all...it's actually a spiritual stone full of spiritual energy!"

"This……"

He subconsciously looked around, then squatted down without hesitation, grabbed the spirit stone on the ground and stuffed it into his arms.

"Big brother?"

"Big brother!"

"What are you doing?"

"Spiritual stone!"

"So many spirit stones!"

The other three also stopped immediately and rushed to the spirit stone on the ground to fight for it.

"Don't grab it, second brother! Leave some for me!"

"Brother, you can't even fit your hands in there anymore, give it to me!"

"Third sister, there is another one there..."

"Brother, are we still running?"

"Pfft...!"

Looking at the four people scrambling to grab the item, someone in the corner suddenly couldn't help laughing.

Then everyone burst into laughter.

"Hahaha……"

"Hey hey hey..."

"Are these the Four Shannan Ghosts? They even disregarded their identities in order to snatch the spirit stones!"

"Identity? What is that? That's forty spirit stones. If each of the four of them gets ten!"

"If you can give it to me, I will grab it..."

Amid the discussion, everyone subconsciously looked at the culprit.

Sitting on the dragon throne, looking at them indifferently was the Emperor of Dayu, Emperor Zhengyong!
At this time, Zheng Yi was also looking at this group of casual cultivators with great interest.

At a glance, there were thirteen independent practitioners under the Grand Prince.

In addition to the four ghosts of Shannan who were rewarded by him, there were seven others, divided into three distinct groups.

He had already anticipated the actions of the Four Ghosts of Shannan.

His response was to use spirit stone "rewards" to prove his strength and sincerity.

Before this, spirit stones were in short supply for any independent cultivator in Dayu.

Under normal circumstances, the number of spirit stones in the hands of an ordinary cultivator remains at around three all year round.

Even a cultivator in the late stage of Qi training only has less than ten spirit stones.

Even for a family of cultivators, the number of spirit stones in the entire family is only twenty or thirty.

For example, Zhao Xizheng, the old Taoist priest of Taiyi Sect, had only accumulated more than ten spirit stones.

The fact that it is a monk’s collection is one thing, but the most important thing is that it is extremely difficult to find.

Some cultivators cannot even find a spirit stone in their entire life.

And now, Zheng Yi's casual reward is forty.

What they are facing are the four ghosts of Shannan who want to escape from here, which is really eye-opening.

The four ghosts from Shannan who want to escape from here will be rewarded with so many spirit stones.

Then those who stayed would have made money, right?

"Thank you... for the reward, Your Majesty!"

At this time, the leader of the Four Ghosts of Shannan, who had already snatched all the spirit stones, the cultivator who looked like a child, stepped forward and said respectfully.

But the next second, his expression suddenly changed.

"Late stage of Qi training!"

“Fellow Daoist… No, Senior!”

"You Linzi greets the senior!"

"What? Late stage of Qi training!"

"Your Majesty is actually a cultivator in the late stage of Qi training!"

"Sure enough... this aura is the eighth level of Qi training!"

"Juniors greet seniors...!"

The other wandering cultivators also sensed something at this time and hurried forward to pay their respects.

At this time, Zheng Yi did not hide his cultivation level.

The aura of the eighth level of Qi training was particularly clear in the entire hall.

Zheng Yi took a quick look and shook his head slightly.

As expected of a casual cultivator.

Among the thirteen people, only two were in the late stage of Qi training, and both were at the seventh level of Qi training.

No wonder, after sensing that he had reached the eighth level of Qi training, they all stopped their actions and became extremely well-behaved.

However, a bone horse is worth a fortune, and the group of casual cultivators in front of us are just the first batch.

As long as he showed sincerity and magnanimity, he would be able to capture all the cultivators in Dayu in one fell swoop.

He smiled and said, "My fellow Taoists, there is no need to be polite. I know the reason why you came here today."

"I won't beat around the bush. As long as you sincerely join my Great Yu Immortal Dynasty, I will never treat you unfairly!"

"For cultivators in the early stages of Qi training, three spirit stones per month!"

"A cultivator in the middle stage of Qi training will receive five spirit stones per month!"

"For a cultivator in the late stage of Qi training, 20 spirit stones per month!"

"Those who have mastered the hundred arts of cultivation will receive additional rewards!"

"Those who are willing to donate their soul fire will have their salary doubled!"

"In addition to these, cultivators who join our Great Yu Immortal Dynasty will receive rewards as long as they can make great contributions."

"Kung Fu, magic tools, elixirs, battle formations... everything is available!"

"how?"

Looking at the thirteen casual cultivators with shocked expressions, Zheng Yi smiled and looked at the young boy led by the Four Ghosts of Shannan.

"Fellow Daoist Youlinzi, what do you think?"

You Linzi suppressed his surprise and said immediately: "Junior...will naturally join!"

"Well, how about you introduce your brother?"

"Junior... obey your order!" (End of this chapter)