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When Jiang Chen arrived at the Crow Ridge Cemetery, it was dusk and the sky was getting darker. As the moment the sun set completely, Jiang Chen felt a cold and cold air coming, making him unable to help but sneeze.

After rubbing his nose, he calmed down. Now it was dark and night fell. He couldn't see his five fingers. The only thing that was lit was a cluster of green ghost fires. Some ghost fires were even moving slowly, looking extremely terrifying.

Jiang Chen cast his spiritual sense and found that he could only cover the surrounding area of ​​five feet in a radius. He knew every move within these five feet.

After looking around, he slowly walked forward with a thick-backed machete that was not much better than Fan Tie.

This is a magic weapon issued when you are in the beginning. Every disciple who joins the Tianmo Sect will get the lowest level magic weapon, the worst storage bag, and a red and black sect uniform. In addition, you have to find a way to earn other items by yourself.

Jiang Chen walked along the way and saw that there were rising soil, dead branches and leaves, and weeds everywhere, half of the coffin exposed, and rotten corpses could be seen everywhere. The cold wind was getting more and more immersed in the human body, and the howling sounds of ghosts and wolves came. It made people feel even more gloomy and terrifying.

Jiang Chen was still a little scared at first, but after watching it for a long time, he became numb.

Not long after, he found a translucent ghost in front of him, half hanging in the air, his feet untouched, and he was stretching his arms forward and moving slowly.

A cold wind blew, and the ghost seemed to smell the smell of a stranger, so he turned around and walked towards Jiang Chen faster. It finally found that an active stranger could have a full meal.

Jiang Chen looked at it for a moment and couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. This ghost seemed to be a ghost without enlightenment, and its strength was only stronger than that of ordinary people. Even his cultivator dared to rush up to swallow it. Isn't it seeking death?

At this time, the ghost had already rushed over, waved his right claw and grabbed Jiang Chen's shoulder, trying to grab him and have a good meal.

Jiang Chen snorted coldly, muttered something, and made a magic trick with his right hand. He immediately saw a ghost-bound rope with white and cold light flashing out of his sleeve, and tied the ghost tightly.

He had already picked up the spirit ghost bag in his left hand, wielded the spiritual power in his body, and let out a soft cry: "Come!"

The transparent ghost was immediately tied with a glittering ghost-bound rope and flew straight towards the entrance of the spirit ghost bag.

The ghost squeaked and struggled constantly, making a ghost roar, obviously not wanting to be sucked in.

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, and as his mind moved, the ghost-bound rope tightened again. A look of pain suddenly appeared on the ghost's translucent face, and he did not dare to struggle. He was obediently sucked into the spirit ghost bag.

After winning the first battle, Jiang Chen shook his head and continued to walk inside. This ghost had no combat power or wisdom. His strength was only slightly stronger than that of ordinary people. Naturally, he would not have to worry about dealing with it.

But the low strength of the ghost means that the price of selling is low. Only ten can be exchanged for a spirit stone, how slow it will accumulate... How much he wants to meet a ghost with spiritual intelligence in his heart... That way, whether it is used by himself or sold to the sect, it is a good choice! The income is a hundred times that of these low-level ghosts.

However, Jiang Chen was obviously not lucky. He had been wandering in the Crow Ridge cemetery for three days. Not to mention the wise ghost, he didn't even find a slightly normal ghost. All the ghosts he encountered were stupid and rushed towards him when he saw a stranger.

Of course, this made it easier for him to catch more than fifty ghosts within three days.

"It seems that it's time to go back and hand in the job!" Jiang Chen thought to himself that he had set up a trap nearby and was preparing to capture the ghost of Lingzhi, but it has not yet worked.

Just as he turned a hill and was about to walk out of the Crow Ridge cemetery from another road, he suddenly found that he was moving in time. He saw a cemetery moss in an abandoned cemetery dozens of feet ahead.

This amazing discovery made him ecstatic.

Although this cemetery moss is only about twenty years old, it is a pill that can increase the cultivation of a cultivator in the foundation-building stage - a supplementary material for Qi Condensation. If you sell spirit stones, you can also sell it for ten or eight yuan.

Just when Jiang Chen was about to walk up to pick the moss in the cemetery, he suddenly found someone suddenly rushed from another direction. After seeing the herb, he laughed and said, "I didn't expect that when I came, I found a moss in the cemetery. I was so lucky!"

Seeing this, Jiang Chen quickly flashed behind a tree, held his breath and looked at it quietly.

I saw this man wearing a red and black Tianmo Sect uniform. He was a young man in his twenties. He should be his senior brother. I don’t know which mountain he was a disciple. This man looked average and had a very sharp eyes.

He couldn't help but sigh. He was about to get the moss of the cemetery, but an uninvited guest came to take over his love. Moreover, this guy's cultivation was not low. He looked at it with his spiritual sense and it seemed that he was at the third level of the Qi Refining Stage. He should have been practicing for several years. I guess he was definitely better than him. Fighting with him, I'm afraid that he would not be able to beat him.

However, this man did not go up to pick moss in the cemetery immediately, because before coming here, the disciple had vaguely felt that a monk nearby seemed to have looked at him, but now he didn't know where to hide.

So, the monk turned his eyes, clasped his fists and bowed, and said with a humble look: "Who is this fellow Taoist here? Why don't you come out to meet me! I am Gu Zhiyong, a disciple of the Demon Sect Demon Sorcery Peak. I just came here to catch a few ghosts. Maybe you can also exchange your cultivation experience."

Just now, when Jiang Chen looked at him with his spiritual sense, he noticed it, but he felt that the cultivation level of the nearby monk seemed to be lower than that of him, so he dared to ask.

When Jiang Chen saw that he was a fellow disciple, he also said that he could exchange his experience in cultivation, but he was a little moved. He thought to himself that he had nothing to do and there was nothing worth robbing. Gu Zhiyong spoke very politely, unlike those senior brothers who had sarcasticted to him before. He thought to himself that he had good luck and met a rare kind-hearted person.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chen jumped out from behind the tree and bowed to Gu Zhiyong and said, "Hello, Senior Brother Gu! I am Jiang Chen, a disciple of Demon Soul Peak. I have only been in the first year and have just reached the first level of the Qi Refining Stage. I am about to ask my senior brother for his experience in cultivation."

Seeing that he was a fellow disciple, Gu Zhiyong immediately smiled and said with a kind look: "It turns out to be Junior Brother Jiang! But why are you here alone? It's still a bit dangerous to come to this kind of place just after the first level of the Qi Refining Period."

After hearing this, Jiang Chen also felt the same way: "Yes! One or two ghosts can't do anything to me when they come up, but if a few more people get up, they are a little busy. However, most of the senior brothers are not interested in catching such low-level ghosts... Although there is only one person, it is not possible to be as long as they don't go too deep!"

Gu Zhiyong was relieved. He pointed to the moss in the cemetery in front of him, and there was no smile on his face. He asked in a deep voice: "Did Junior Brother Jiang discover this moss in the cemetery first?"

After hearing this, Jiang Chen suddenly felt a sudden stern, but his face forced a smile and said, "I was about to go back to the sect and hand over the few bad ghosts I just caught. When I walked nearby, I happened to find this cemetery moss. But since my senior brother was interested, how dare I fight with my senior brother? Senior Brother Gu is in charge of picking it!"

After saying that, he wanted to leave.

Gu Zhiyong smiled at this time, jumped to Jiang Chen, and smiled with a gloomy face, "Junior Brother Jiang, just stay for me!"

Jiang Chen was shocked and angry. He panicked and said, "Senior Brother Gu, what are you going to do? We are brothers of the same sect! Moreover, I have only been in the school for a year and have no body and are poor. Even if you kill me, you will only have a storage bag distributed by a sect and a thick-backed machete..."

"Hehe! Brothers of the same sect? There are so many people in our Heavenly Demon Sect who are slaughtering each other! The sky is high and the emperor is far away. You don't have brothers by your side. Just a small disciple of the Demon Soul Peak. Who will know after killing it? Who will investigate your life and death?" Gu Zhiyong said proudly.

After pausing for a moment, he said with regret: "Actually, Gu is not a good person to kill. He could not kill you. However, it is only your fault that you are not lucky. My Ten Ghost Banner requires the souls of ten cultivators to start the sacrifice. It is easy to find the souls of mortals, but it is difficult to find the souls of cultivators. In the past few months, I have finally killed nine cultivators nearby. Now I am only the last one, so I will fill it in with you!"

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but lick his dry lips and then burst into laughter.

Jiang Chen was shocked, hated and angry in his heart. Unexpectedly, Gu Zhiyong was so sinister and wanted to use his soul to sacrifice his Ten Ghost Banner. It seems that the Heavenly Demon Sect really has a tradition of killing each other. This old Heavenly Demon monster died at all!

He immediately pulled out the thick-backed machete with almost no trace of spiritual energy and pointed at Gu Zhiyong tremblingly.

Gu Zhiyong looked at his knife posture and smiled contemptuously, "You can tell at first that you have never used a knife. If you know how to use a knife, maybe I'm afraid of you. Unfortunately, you are just a rookie who has just started and can't do anything..."

After saying that, he waved his hand, and a bone claw emitting a faint white scale light flew out of his sleeve, carrying a trajectory of black mist.

"Swoosh!"

The bone claws flew straight towards Jiang Chen at a fast speed.

"Ghost Claws of Netherworld?" Jiang Chen felt very angry when he saw this. He had seen this spell. When he was captured into the Heavenly Demon Sect, the cultivator Xiao Jincheng, who captured him, used this spell.

Jiang Chen quickly raised the thick-backed machete and slashed at the ghost claw with his hands and feet. But he hit it. Gu Zhiyong smiled and under the control of his divine thoughts, the ghost claw suddenly grabbed the blade of the machete, and then snatched it back...

Jiang Chen felt a huge force coming from the hilt of the knife, which made his tiger's mouth split. The thick-backed machete suddenly dropped out and was grabbed by Gu Zhiyong with the ghost claws of the Netherworld.

He screamed, and immediately showed a terrified expression on his face, almost rolling and crawling, turning backwards.

Gu Zhiyong snorted coldly and flew to chase after him. His movement speed was much faster than Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen seemed to be really panicked, and he was staggering and stumbling while running. After running for a few miles, he fell next to a big tree.

Gu Zhiyong laughed, stepped forward, and said disdainfully: "A junior brother who has only broken through the first level of the Qi Refining Period for a few days also wants to escape in front of me, the third level of the Qi Refining Period. Wouldn't it be a daydream? Or should I be obediently becoming the soul in my Ten Ghost Banner..."

At this time, he took the captured Jiang Chen's machete from the ghost claws, walked forward suddenly, ready to slash Jiang Chen who was sitting on the ground, looking at him with horror, and killed him with a knife.

Although there are only two of me and him here for the time being, there are often fellow disciples. If someone sees him killing his fellow disciples, it will cause great trouble. In any sect, killing fellow disciples for unprovoked crimes is an unforgivable act. The Heavenly Demon Sect punishes the disciples of fellow disciples by taking corpses to feed ghost servants. If the soul is used to extract souls and refine souls, it will definitely be worse than death.

However, as soon as Gu Zhiyong took this step, he felt a flash of white light suddenly flashing in front of him, and a big net fell from the sky and fell on top of his head. He netted him up.

"Damn it! I've been fooled by this kid! It turns out that he has set up a ghost hunting net here..." Gu Zhiyong was angry and angry. He thought to himself that he was too careless and did not carefully use his spiritual sense to check the situation on the tree, otherwise he would have discovered this ghost hunting net.

However, although this ghost-catching net can trap ghosts, it has no effect on the monks. At most, it can limit his actions. He only needs to use his spiritual power to shake and break free.

However, Gu Zhiyong never expected that when he subconsciously closed his eyes when the dazzling light came from the ghost hunting net, Jiang Chen suddenly rushed towards him like a different person and started attacking him!

The distance between the two was quite close, so Jiang Chen rushed up and naturally hugged Gu Zhiyong to a firm heart.

Gu Zhiyong was about to use his spiritual power in his body to shake off this junior brother who was only at the first level of the Qi Refining Stage, but suddenly he felt a sharp spike in his back, which hurt his heart and lungs. The strength in his body was suddenly discharged.

At that time, Jiang Chen quickly grabbed the thick-backed machete from his hand, which was originally his own thick-backed machete, and then when he was exhausted and he had no time to re-energize his capacity, he suddenly slapped his throat...

"Puchi!"

A stream of blood immediately burst out from Gu Zhiyong's throat, dyeing Jiang Chen's clothes red. He didn't even have time to scream, and his eyes fell to the ground with a look of reluctance and astonishment.

Jiang Chen, regardless of the blood on his body, waved a thick-back machete, slashed Gu Zhiyong's body a few times, and almost cut his body into pieces. Then he sat down on the side with gasps.

It was so dangerous! Fortunately, I reacted in time and lured him to the trap that I had just buried and was intended to capture ghosts. But he was careless for a moment and didn't notice it. He seized the opportunity and stabbed him in his back with a dagger that cuts raw meat... Otherwise, I would definitely be dead. Looking back on the situation just now, Jiang Chen was still in shock.

This was the first time he had learned the cruelty of the strong prey on the weak in the world of immortal cultivation, as well as the cold blood and cruelty of his disciples.

If he had similar cultivation skills to Gu Zhiyong, maybe he wouldn't dare to kill him. He just believed in people too much and honestly said that he came alone. If there were high-level brothers nearby, he probably wouldn't dare to do it.

Gu Zhiyong's incident gave Jiang Chen a great shock and made his psychology mature quickly. From then on, he did not dare to believe in someone easily anymore.

He even realized in his heart that if he wanted to achieve the goal set by the old monster in the Heavenly Demon and kill the great elder Tu Junde and the leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect, he had to improve his cultivation quickly. Otherwise, let alone completing the tasks arranged by the old monster, he would be afraid that his life would be difficult to protect.

And at this moment, a pale yellow light ball flew out from Gu Zhiyong's body, as if trying to escape.

Jiang Chen naturally knew that this was Gu Zhiyong's soul. How could he let this guy escape? Although it was difficult for Gu Zhiyong to find someone with spiritual roots nearby to take over the body, he would not take this risk.

Jiang Chen smiled coldly and said, "Senior Brother Gu, didn't you say that your Ten Ghost Banner is still missing the soul of a cultivator to activate it? Then use yours!"

After saying that, he immediately hooked his hand and the storage bag on Gu Zhiyong's body came to his hand. Then he slapped the storage bag and took out a small black flag from it.

After Jiang Chen injected spiritual power into the banner, the Ten Ghost Banner grew in the wind and soon became a black banner about ten feet high. A gloomy and terrifying blood-colored skull was painted on the banner. Many faces appeared in the banner, making waves of ghosts and howls.

With Jiang Chen's manipulation, the blood-colored skull on the Ten Ghost Banner Flag suddenly rushed out, and a large piece of black mist suddenly spewed out from the gloomy blood-colored eye sockets, covering the soul of Gu Zhiyong, who had just flew out.

"Ah! No!" Gu Zhiyong's soul screamed in horror. He knew that being wiped out by the Ten Ghost Banner and becoming a manipulated ghost is worse than death.

Jiang Chen ignored it at all. He already knew that being soft-hearted towards the enemy means being cruel to himself.

I saw him raise the black flag high and start collecting Gu Zhiyong's soul, and sacrifice it into the Ten Ghost Banner...

At this time, the sound of ghosts crying and roaring came from the Ten Ghost Banner. Several dark green flames floated out of the Ten Ghost Banner, wrapped Gu Zhiyong's yellow soul and slowly entered the banner.

Although the yellow ball of light struggled to escape, he could not escape at all under the green ghost fire.

Jiang Chen snorted coldly, waved the flag in his hand, and increased the suction force. The gloomy skull in the Ten Ghost Banner suddenly became extremely ferocious, opened its white mouth, and sucked the ghost fire and Gu Zhiyong's soul in...

In an instant, the Ten Ghost Banner suddenly emitted an extremely dazzling green light, which could be seen in a radius of hundreds of feet. Its size seemed to be slightly larger than before.

Jiang Chen suddenly felt that the Ten Ghost Banner in his hand seemed to have a trace of spiritual consciousness connected to him. It could grow bigger and smaller with his will, and it would be less rigid to collect the souls inside and spit out ghosts and launch an attack.

After touching the flag, I felt that except for a small gap in the middle of the flagpole, everything was fine.

"It seems that I have made a profit! The Ten Ghost Banner has not been sacrificed and refined yet, so I am considered its real master!" Jiang Chen felt a little happy in his heart.

He knew that the Ten Ghost Banner was a magic weapon that could grow. When it was first sacrificed and refined, it had to use the souls of ten monks as a guide to successfully sacrifice and refinement, so it was called the Ten Ghost Banner. This Gu Zhiyong had absorbed the souls of nine monks in the Ten Ghost Banner, but he was killed by himself. This was an unexpected surprise.

You should know that if you buy the Ten Ghost Banner in the sect’s weapon refining pavilion, you will need a thousand spirit stones to buy it, and you will still buy the white-board banner that doesn’t have a soul. Generally, disciples in the middle stage of Qi Refining cannot afford it. But Gu Zhiyong only has the third level of Qi Refining, and there is the Ten Ghost Banner. It seems that he is a rich master.

A smile appeared on Jiang Chen's face, obviously very happy.

Of course, he also felt a little regretful that the ghosts absorbed by the Ten Ghost Banner can only be dead souls, and only these souls with certain spirituality can be sacrificed into the Ten Ghost Banner, allowing the monks to manipulate and command after erasing their consciousness.

The lonely ghost who had been dead for a long time is no longer a living soul, but a ghost. So he cannot sacrifice and refine it. Otherwise, he could fill the ten ghost banners with a banner of ghosts in this cemetery.

Jiang Chen sighed and began to count the spoils after the counterattack of Gu Zhiyong...
Chapter completed!