"What is this Yin Ling Pill? I have been feeling sorry for you for several months. Do you want more? There is no door." Hearing the words of the sowed horse, the muscles on the cheeks twitched slightly and scolded.

"I didn't say I was shy and asked. If senior can sell it, I'll just sell it and save money to buy it." Chen Luo still didn't give up and said.

"It's already a broken rule to give you one for nothing this time. As for more, you can't think about it." The soul-grabbing horse-faced sleeve robe waved and said.

"How come this is for nothing? Isn't it the price to go to Zangfeng Valley with you next?" Chen Luo didn't say anything again, and he whispered in his heart.

But then again, he was still quite grateful for this soul-catching horse face.

"Senior, is there really no other way to get this Yin Ling Pill?" Chen Luo asked seriously.

"It's not completely impossible." The captain horse said after hesitating for a moment.

"Please make it clear for me, senior." Chen Luo was delighted and said quickly.

"Do you remember what I mentioned to you last time that the underworld requires cultivators above the Soul Condensation Stage in the World to be qualified to participate in a special task?" asked the Soul-Sealing Horse.

"Of course I remember, you said that this type of monk can complete tasks in exchange for some special benefits. Could it be that Yin Ling Pill is one of them?" Chen Luo asked.

"You can indeed exchange elixirs through the mission, and not only Yin Ling Pills, but also other higher-level elixirs. In fact, there are many other benefits, such as the previously mentioned expendable psychic contract, which can summon other Yin soldiers and ghost generals in the underworld to help, and for example, you can be allowed to enter some ghost creatures controlled by the underworld..." said the Soul-Sealing Horse-Matching.

"These are all treatments that only cultivators in the Soul Condensation Stage have. I am still far from it." Chen Luo was happy at first, and then he said a little disappointed.

"Have you heard of the ghost market?" asked the soul-grabbing horse.

"Ghost Market, I have seen it in ancient books. It is said that at certain moments, in some special places, there will be a place where the yin and yang worlds blend together. There will be a ghost market here, which is a place where ghosts in the underworld trade. If people in the world mistakenly enter it, they will often be deceived by nonsense and buy a bunch of paper-made objects in exchange for many useless underworld coins." Chen Luo thought for a while and said.

"These are all random speculations by secular people. Some people even wrote ridiculous stories of spitting ghosts, turning them into goats, and taking them to the ghost market for sale. The real ghost market is originally a place for monks in the world to trade with ghosts in the underworld. I can't give you the Yin Spirit Pill you want, but there may be a way to get it there." The soul-grabbing horse said slowly.

"I hope you can tell me when and where will the ghost market open?" Chen Luo's heart moved and asked hurriedly.

"Stop! Can you tell you the news about the Ghost Market? It depends on how you performed in the tour to Zangfeng Valley this time." The soul-grabbing horse face rushed to Shen Luo and raised a palm and said quietly.

"Senior, don't worry! Even if there is no ghost market, I will do my best. This time, my cultivation level has improved by two small realms. Not to mention anything else, my magic power is indeed full. There should be no problem using the thunder talisman twice. It should be enough to deal with some emergencies." Chen Luo smiled and said.

"That's good, no further ado, let's go now." The soul-grabbing horse's face looked a little slow and nodded.

After saying that, he twisted the talisman in his hand, grabbed the sinking shoulder again, and performed the technique of hiding the ground, and soon left the underground cave.

By the time the two of them came out from the ground, their figures had already appeared in front of a valley.

Chen Luo looked up at the sun and found that it was noon and the yang energy was the most prosperous. There were gusts of cool breeze blowing out in the valley in front of him, which was quite a bit bone-permeable.

His eyes moved towards the entrance of the valley, and he saw a layer of pale white mist that scattered slightly outside the valley. When he looked deeper inside, the mist inside became thicker and he could not see anything clearly.

"The evil spirit here is a little heavier than when I came last time. Look at the sky above the valley, it is also infected by evil spirits, something is wrong." The soul-grabbing horse said slowly.

Hearing this, Chen Luo looked up at the sky, and then he noticed that an oval black cloud was floating in the void directly above the valley. It was nothing unusual when he first looked, but if he looked carefully, he would find that the fog was surging inside, and there were faint faces of wronged souls and ghosts scrambling to emerge, which was hideous and terrifying.

"The dark clouds cover the top, and the evil spirit is restrained. It seems to be a very bad place." Chen Luo withdrew his gaze and said deeply.

While the two were talking, they were about to enter the valley when they suddenly heard a noise coming from afar outside the valley.

The soul-catching horse face then pulled it to its shoulders and pulled him to hide behind a huge rock in the distance.

Soon, a group of people walked on the road in the distance. When they fell to the ground, they saw that the person in the leader was wearing a Confucian shirt. He was in his thirties and handsome and elegant appearance. Who else could he be if he was not Baihecheng, the head of the Bai family?

Following behind him was a short gray-robed old man with a thin face and gray hair, which was Bai Jiangfeng.

In addition to them, four or five figures were followed behind him. Seeing that they were all dressed in court, the most eye-catching of the Bai family was Xie Yuxin, a female monk in red dress, and the most eye-catching one was Xie Yuxin.

Taoist Master Baishui, dressed in a gray-white Taoist robe, and Feng Ling, who was holding a hand-cranked folding fan, were also in the team. As for Wu Tong and Chu Li, there was no trace of them.

In addition, Chen Luo also saw another acquaintance. He was thin and had a head of silver hair behind his head. He looked energetic, but he was the fifth grandmother stationed in the secret room at the bottom of the Baijia Lake.

"Not only the head of the family led the team himself, but even the fifth grandmother came out with him. It seems that the Bai family has made up their minds this time to win the task of first on the ghost hunting list. This way, you will save trouble." Chen Luo swallowed, glanced at the horse's face, and said with a smile.

"Just with this little manpower, if you don't prepare any special means, you're afraid that it will be a little bit of a bad luck if you enter the valley. But it's not bad if someone takes the lead." The Hunhunmao said coldly.

Chen Luo's heart tightened, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and then he raised his foot and was about to walk out immediately.

"What are you doing?" The soul-grabbing horse face stopped him and asked in a low voice.

"Since they are not strong enough, of course they have to stop them. I don't care about others. The Bai family has a different relationship with me. I can't watch Baihecheng and Bai Jiangfeng die." Chen Luo said.

"Who said they were asked to die? Haven't you figured out the purpose of our trip?" said the Hunmama.
Chapter completed!