Chapter 490: Under the city of Mawei

The sky was slightly bright, Chen Ping left the inn, and the guy who was snoring at the counter said that he checked out.
The young buddy did not care, nodded, it was known.
Although the young ranger wearing a fight, check out two days in advance, but the money is not in his pocket, the young guys can not lift the strength, let the woman in the inn to clean the room, and then talk about it later. .
The young man turned his head and looked at the deserted street outside the inn. There was no young ranger.
When he thought of the rumbling news from the wall painting city, he was somewhat unhappy. The chances of the three goddess of the heavenly courts were all turned to the outsiders. If they had nothing to do, they would run there and think about the three goddesses. Also, there is no place for Xianxian. It must have gone to the man’s appearance and family history. When young people think so, they become more and more discouraged. The rats are born in the hole and mad at the individual.
Chen Ping left the market and went to the archway at the entrance to the Ghost Valley. He paid five snowflake money with the monk of the Mazong Shoumen, and got a nine-fold pass of the customs clearance. If he left the ghost valley, he could hold the jade card. Ask to return two snowflake money.
The toll is not expensive, and a dozen bowls sway the river yin and tea.
Moreover, this fairy money can also be owed to the Mazong dynasty, so many of the northern countries in the Bone Bone Beach, many desperate desperados, went into the bones of the sacred beach, and did three things, spending a few dollars in the swaying river sacred temple, burned San Muxiang, pray with the of the river, then go to the murals of the goddess of the city to try his luck, then go to the Naiheguan market to buy a "Reassuring Collection", after passing the archway building, you can give your life to God. Disposed.
After paying the money, I got the piece of essay as "Hehe Tianwei, killing thousands of ghosts", and the strong spirit of the city near the ghost valley, most of them will not take the initiative to provoke the guy who hangs the jade card, after all, the sect of the ancestors He has been stationed in the Ghost Valley for many years, and often leads the two towns to hunt the femininity, but the big and small city owners will not deliberately restrain the ghosts. In the early days, many city owners in the south did not believe in evil, but they liked to wait for the opportunity to kill the people who hang the jade card. As a result, they were given the price of the ancestral temple of the ancestral temple, and they led several ancestral temples to pass through the hinterland. Damaged, but also several culprit beheads show the public, the reason why Dianchi Xianshi is so slow in the jade, and her relationship with the risk of killing the enemy is extremely large, it is really staying in Yuan Ying for too long.
The most dangerous situation was that only one person from Dianchi Xianshi was seriously injured and returned with three heads of the ghost of the city. After that, she was detained by the old lord in the prison of Houshan, and ordered a day without leaving her. It is not allowed to go down the mountain. When she finally got out of the mountain, the first thing would return to the ghost valley. If it wasn’t for the ancestors of the mountain, before the death of the ancestors, the law was strictly enforced, and the patriarchs of the dynasties were not allowed to start the sect of the sect of the Middle Kingdom. Among them, the 100,000 sinisters attacked the Ghost Valley, and I am afraid that with the temper of Dianchi Xianshi, the Zongmen had been smashed again and again, and the army was killed to the Baigu Jingguan City.
At this time, in addition to the one-person Chen Ping, there are three people waiting there, both friends and ghosts, but also from the close, and waiting for you.
Entering the Ghost Valley experience, as long as it is not a gambling life, pay attention to a good time.
Some families or predecessors of the divisions, each of whom is younger than the younger generations, must be more careful when they enter the Ghost Valley. Many reminders are actually old-fashioned talks.
Chen Pingan hung the jade card at the waist and stood a little farther.
When I arrived, I stood in the first two-color glazed archway building, zhongyāng, the old monk of the dynasty. After giving up the road, I said auspicious words. "I wish you all the best in the wind."
Chen Pinghui will smile.
I really have a good name.
Chen Pingan walked in the end, a square archway, different shapes, different plaque content, people's eyes open.
This time, I entered the Ghost Valley, and Chen Pingan wore a robes and green robes called the grass in the Ziyang House. She took out the walnut bracelet presented by Qing Zhidao Liu Zhimao from the square inch, and painted a yellow stalk with the last night. Paper notes?, hidden together in the left hand sleeves, the characters are mostly the introduction of the title of the "Book of Dan", the fault-breaking character, of course, there are three square inch characters, one of which is a rare material of gold material. Painting, last night spent Chen Pingan many spirits, can be used to escape, but also can fight, this golden square inch with the gods and drums, the best effect.
On this road, everyone went through a scent of martial arts. Through the 12 arches, there were two armored martial artists standing on the left and right sides, which were the two sides of the battlefield. The two dynasties and the 16th arrogant country were mixed together. The two armies confronted each other and killed the fierce battles of the whole decade. At the end of the battle, they all killed their eyes and completely ignored the country. It is said that they came from the north. There are more than 10,000 people practicing the spirits on the mountain.
Chen Ping looked back and looked at the figure of the monk who was guarding the door. It was already invisible. The people stopped and suddenly opened up. The sky was wide and wide, but the clouds were bleak. The darkness of this small world was filled with water.窍 气 气 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , .
One of the teenagers who wore a mud-colored robes, still stunned the ghosts of the ghosts and valleys, and some were caught off guard. In a flash, the face turned red, and a woman with a knife and a bow rushed to hand one. Celadon bottle, the teenager drank the Sanlang Temple Ganlin brewed in his own bottle, this face turned ruddy. The teenager was a little embarrassed, and the woman looked apologetic and smiled. The woman smiled and began to look around. She met with a black robe old man who was always standing behind the boy. The old man signaled that she didn't have to worry.
Ghost Valley is not only a good place to experience, but also a good time for the enemy to send a deadly assassination.
Women and the elderly are all obedient.
The woman who is about 30 years old is a pure Wufu who has just entered the six worlds. It is extremely rare.
Although Beijiang Luzhou has a great meteorological situation, there are not many women's martial arts who can get a reputation as a small master. This young age can be among the six realms, and it is even rare.
Often only the ancestral head Xianjia, and the dynasty dynasty valve, can cultivate such outstanding family and loyalty.
As for the old man in black robe, it is even more unfathomable. People can't tell the pure Wufu or the practicing qi.
In addition, a sturdy man, a strong man holding a pill, put on a pair of snow-white soldiers, Gan Lujia, Yingguang flow, the nearby yin can not be close.
An old monk took off the box behind him and gave a burst of sound of porcelain bumps. The old man finally took out a jade pot spring bottle that was shaped like a woman. It was obviously a low-spirited instrument for the old monks. After the palm of your hand, I saw the pure yin in all directions, and began to gather in the bottle. It’s just that the heavens and the earth are coming fast, and the speed is fast. For a moment, the mouth of the pot is just a small piece of corn. Water beads, gently hang around, never fell into the pot.
A middle-aged monk, shook his sleeves, and appeared in the palm of his hand, a green and beautiful banana leaf scorpion. The licked the rosewood handle, and when it swayed, it became an elbow with a long arm. The golden long spikes hang the banana leaf scorpion on the wrist for the middle-aged monk. The man meditation sighs, the yin is suddenly washed like a stream of water, and the surface of the scorpion leaves, such as people holding water to wash the face, this is the simplest method of tempering, simple, nothing more than the spirit can be taken out, just a continent In the land, there are several places of Feng Shui, can the yin be rich and pure? Even if there is, it has already been given to the gates, and it is strictly forbidden. It is not allowed to be touched by outsiders, and it will be allowed to be freed by outsiders like a monk.
The two monks who traveled together in the ghost valley looked at each other and smiled. The purity of the ghosts in the ghost valleys is indeed different. It is most suitable for them who are skilled in the ghosts.
It really entered the Jinshan Yinshan.
Next, I can see how much I can move.
As for the military monk who owns a nailball, they are the ones who pay together, the heavy guards hired, the congenital yin produced by the ghost valley, compared with the border between the bones of the bones and the ghost valley, has been smashed by the Mazong Mountains The yin that has been screened by the law is not only more abundant, but also the enthusiasm is heavier. The closer to the hinterland, the more valuable it is, the more dangerous it will be. It will not be able to kill with the ghosts along the way. The deputy white bones are also a profitable head. They are all unsuccessful. Everything is all right. The end of the game is extremely miserable. The practicing qi is more pitiful than the mortal folks.
Chen Ping’s eyes stopped watching.
Into the valley to take the yin, is a taboo, the Ma Mazong clearly reminded in the "Reassuring Set", this move is easy to provoke the ghosts of the local ghosts of the ghosts, after all, who is willing to come home to thieves.
It’s just that each person has a different way of doing things. The ability is high enough, the courage is big enough, and the Mazong will not stop.
The last two, squatting like a pair of young Taoists, each carrying a large wooden box, like a sneaky valley. In addition to the yin and white bones, the ghost valley is the most precious. In fact, there are many exotic flowers and birds and animals that grow in this small world. There are many records on the "Reassuring Collection", but the opening of the door is only For thousands of years, there are countless people who come here to take a chance. The monks of the Mazong are also looking for various treasures of heaven and earth all the year round. Therefore, in the past 100 years, very few people have been eager to find what is so fascinating. Treasures.
Chen Pingan squatted down, grabbed a handful of soil, and squatted gently in his palm.
Sure enough, it is very cool, like the millennium of the tomb.
Chen Pingan lost the soil and picked up a nearby stone that was visible everywhere. The fingers were pinched and frowned. The stone was almost muddy and quite soft.
It’s a ghost valley, a strange land and water.
There are two towns in the Ghost Valley. One town is called Lancang, the other is called Qinglan. The former is located in the southernmost part. The size is like the size of the market. The latter is located in the west of the central part of the Ghost Valley. In the foothills, it is the half-culturate of the woman's lord, the spring. The Dianchi Xianshi stayed here for many years. In the three hundred years, the city owner of Jingguan City once visited the town of Qinglan twice. The monks and sects of the ancestral sects of the ancestral ancestors, who were headed by the ancestors of the ancestors, were all beaten upstairs.
The two northbound roads of Ghost Valley are also born.
Going to Lancang Town, the most peaceful, close to the distance, almost a straight line, but the 80-mile road, although the distance is short, but there are several places around Lancang Town, have to go, there are scenery for people to travel Places of interest, such as a long-destroyed ancient underground palace, the mountain stone sarcophagus, the white-white peak of the white snow, and a city that chooses to attach to the Mazong, the city master is a national teacher who is good at Taoism before his death, often With foreign monks to barter.
Going to Qinglan Town, because of the winding of the landscape, the road actually lasted for more than 800 miles. As for the Yufeng Yujian, or driving the magic weapon to fly, in the "Reassuring Collection", it is straightforward. You are a golden dandelion, still looking for death. As for the great monks in the realm of Yuan Ying, unless it is a ghost repair, there will be no sorrowful sorrows and suffocating sorrows like cháo. It has no meaning to practice, and even kills the road. Moreover, Yuan Ying’s monks have always been reluctant to get involved in the red dust. Less to leave your own hole in the heavens and blessings, not to mention the time, but also,
For example, the son of Ma Zongsu surnamed Yuan Ying, who is in charge of an intercontinental ferry, is really helpless and hopes that the old Yuan Ying is somewhat depressed.
Therefore, Yuan Yingjing and Feishengjing were respectively laughed as the turtles of the millennium, and Wang Ba of Wannian.
Chen Pingan chose to go directly to Qinglan Town, and may not go to the "official road" that was created by the hard work of the Mazong.
The boy who was obviously a child of Dashantou, and the three-person team that accompanied the ghost repair and the military family, chose to go to Lancang Town. As for whether or not to go to Qinglan Town after the risk, it is hard to guess.
What made Chen Pingan somewhat surprised was that the pair of Taoists, who were not squatting, did not even take the dangerous road of Qinglan Town.
It is very likely that the two sides of the field, who are born in the wild, whispered words, joined hands and went north, and cheered each other. Although they were awkward, they had a decisive color in their looks.
I really put my head on the waistband to make money.
Chen Pingan speeded up the pace, took the first step, opened a long distance with them, and walked ahead of him, always better than the other side, so as not to be skeptical.
The other party also intentionally or unintentionally slowed down, and often stopped, or muddy or weeding, and even digging the earth to dig, pick and choose.
The distance between the two sides is getting bigger and bigger.
The two-field monk once again looked up and disappeared from the young ranger.
The sky in the Ghost Valley is dark, like the scene of the rainy weather, some of the lines of sight are blocked.
Chen Pingan is getting faster and faster.
Going to this small intestine path in Qinglan Town, try to avoid the large and small pools in the southern part of the town of Ghost Valley. You can walk in the ghost valley of the dead and resentful. This is the firefly in the night, very eye-catching, many The devil who completely loses his intelligence is extremely sensitive to the sense of yang. If he is not careful, the movement will be a little bigger, and he will provoke a set of ghosts. For the powerful spirit of the town, these forces The devilish ghosts are like chicken ribs. They are not arbitrarily obeyed, do not listen to the orders, and say that they must not kill each other and lose their strength. Therefore, let them wander the wilderness and use them as objects for military training.
In the dense forest along the roadside of a group of crows, Chen Ping stopped and turned his head and looked at it. The shadows in the depths of the forest were swaying, and the white clothes swayed, suddenly disappearing.
Chen Pingan simply left the path and headed for the jungle. The crow fluttered and fluttered, and the dead branches trembled, such as ghosts on the side of the claws.
It was only when Chen Ping entered it, except for some decaying armor and rusty weapons that showed a corner from the mud.
Chen Ping’s toes are a little bit, and he plucks a tall branch of dead wood. After looking around for a lap, he still has no strange clues. Just when Chen Ping’s sudden shift of his eyes, he fixed his eyes and finally saw a tree, revealing half of his pale face and lips. Scarlet, the woman looks like, in this lifeless jungle, she is alone with Chen Pingan, her eyes are very rigid and old-fashioned, as if looking at Chen Pingan.
Chen Pingan helped the fighting, and he planned to ignore the ghost and femininity. He was about to jump down the high branch, but found that the branches under his feet were broken without warning. Chen safely took a step and looked down. The break slowly oozing out. Blood, dripping in the soil under the trees, and then the rusted armor buried in the earth, as if it had been draped over the body, the weapons were also pulled out from the ground, and finally swayed and stood up. More than a dozen empty "Swordsmen" surrounded the tall, dead tree that Chen Ping stood.
Chen Pingan leaped down and stood on the shoulder of a sergeant. He never thought that the armor would be scattered to the ground immediately. Chen Pingan waved his sleeves and some hurricanes passed. All the sergeants would be like a glimpse. .
Chen Pingan turned to look behind him, the white woman who always showed only half of her face, hiding behind the tree, covering her mouth and laughing, but no sound came out.
Chen Pingxiao asked: "Where is there a ghost in the vicinity?"
The woman's movements were stiff, slowly raising an arm and pointing at herself.
Chen Pingan smiled and shook his head. "I mean that kind of punch can't die."
The woman in white stunned, suddenly her face smashed, and under the pale skin, if there was a strip of smashing away, she made a knife in one hand, such as cutting a tofu, cutting a tree that was as thick as a well, and then taking a remake. Came to Chen Pingan.
Chen Pingan handed it forward, and the suffocating air was in front of the wall. After the broken wood hit, it turned into powder, and the crumbs covered the sky.
At the foot of the cold bursts, two snow-white sleeves wrapped around Chen Ping's feet, and then a woman's head was drilled in the mud.
It’s no wonder that half of the face is the face. It turns out that although she is half-white, she can be a woman’s face, and the remaining half of her face, only a thin layer of skin wrapped in white bones. At first glance, it’s like having only half a face. Ugly woman.
She is half-faced, like a poor woman who is sobbing and crying: "The general hates me for taking the heart, killing me, I have to lick my face with a knife, I can't eat it."
Chen Pingan let her double-sleeved entangled her feet and looked down. "You are one of the four confidants of the nearby city city master? Why are you so close to the road? I have a Mazong jade card in my body. You shouldn’t come here to look for food, don’t you worry about the troubles of the monk who is looking for you?

The white female ghost just didn't listen. She stretched out and rip her faceless half-faced skin. The white bones inside were still covered with sharp scars. It was obvious that she suffered an unusual pain before she died. She cried. Silent, pointing to the bare bones of half of his face, "General, pain, pain."
Chen Pingan was actually kneeling down, her hands clasped her sleeves, and looked at her. "Okay, your point of mind is useless to me. I heard that the relationship between the skin and the city has always been good, but you have a dead end, headed by It is a celestial spirit that is good at close-up killing. There are few soldiers and horses, and there are more than a dozen devils, but they often sneak into crimes. If they are close to the elite, they will come and go. The Jindan Yinling, the most like raw food. People, especially the practicing qi, fall in their hands, and they are not as good as death. If a pig is raised, a leg is cut today, and a piece of meat is cut away, and it does not hurt your life. They are also interesting and not offended. Dacheng ghosts, picking up soft persimmons, for your skin city, sneak away one or two women's femininity every three to five, the situation is even more fierce."
The white woman ghost turned a deaf ear, just muttered: "It hurts really, it hurts really... I know it wrong, the general is lighter."
At this moment, Chen Ping’an has been surrounded by white fog, like being wrapped in an invisible silkworm cocoon.
Chen Ping’s shoulders were slightly moving, and the suffocating bang caused the white fog to smash.
The female ghost didn’t know what it was, and she was about to dig into the ground. She was punched by Chen’s forehead and hit her forehead. She was forced to stagnate and block her, and then she was stretched out by her hand and smashed her neck. Shaking his wrist, he fell heavily on the ground, and the white female ghost huddled up, like a snow-white mountain snake that smashed the bones and softened the ground.
Chen Ping sighed. "You will be so tempered again, I will really be heavy."
The white female ghost giggled and wandered up, turned into a femininity with a height of three feet, and the white clothes on her body also became bigger.
"Reassuring Collection" has a few concise words to introduce this skiny city femininity.
The female ghost claimed to be a half-faced makeup. She was a servant of the meritorious generals. After her death, she became a grievance. Because she has a robes of unknown origin, she is good at transforming beautiful people, blinding the monks with a fog barrier, letting them slaughter, knocking on bones, Use aura like drinking. It is extremely difficult to kill. I was once hit by a sword that was traveled to the Ghost Valley, and I still survived.
The huge white sorcerer's sleeves are swaying. As the river sprays, she stretches out a palm like a futon and wipes it down on her face.
She and Chen Ping stared, and only one eyelid glowed with a colorful glaze.
Then in an instant, she made a face out of thin air.
Chen Pingan squinted. "This is how you find yourself dead."
The female ghost began to wander around Chen Ping, wandering and wandering, her lips were not moving, but there was a snoring, and she couldn’t go around Chen Ping’an. It was extremely tired and confusing.
You are willing to kill me? You killed me? It’s better to I am lingering? Losing some yang qi, I can get what I want with my favorite woman. I earned you no loss, why not?"
If it was before, whether it was to travel to Baojuan or Tongyezhou, it was also mistakenly entered into the blessings of the flowers. Chen Ping will carefully hide the burden of the bottom of the box, and the opponent has a few pounds and two, how much effort and means can be said. Be cautious and step by step. If it is in the past, if you meet this white femininity, you must first fight with the boxing method, then some means? Then, the flying sword in the sword will be fifteen, and finally the sword fairy behind it. Sheathing.
But this time, Chen Pingan directly pulled out the sword and took the sword, and cut off the head of the femininity with a sword. After the corpse was separated, the head that recovered the original face appeared for a moment and then fell straight. Suddenly, a huge mourning broke out from the face of the woman in the half of the skull. I was about to take some action. I had already given Chen Ping’s sword to the place where I was, and I grabbed the snow white robe in my hand and turned it into a The size of the silk scarf is as light as a feather, and it is full of aura. It is a good robe. It may not be inferior to the grass robe of your body.
This female ghost can't talk about any combat power. Just like Chen Pingan said, it is not difficult to beat a half-bone, but the other person's real body is actually not here. No matter how to kill, it will not hurt her. Basically, it is extremely difficult to be entangled. In addition, there is no physical female ghost in this yin-rich place. Maybe you can still sneak into the secret technique and die in front of Chen Ping’s eyes to countless times until the "skins" like the Yinshen travel. "The yin yin is exhausted, and it will be stopped when it is implicated."
The same is true for the first fifteenth of Feijian. They will not be able to penetrate the sacred waters of the legendary land swordsmen. They can ignore the barriers of thousands of miles. Just follow the clues and kill the enemy. invisible.
Only behind this sword fairy is different.
Inexplicably, the inexplicable skinless city woman ghosts, but this pair of skins in the blink of an eye will completely disappear, and must have hurt the life of somewhere, the sword fairy swept back to the scabbard, silent.
Chen Pingan just took the exquisite robes into his sleeves and saw a sly old man who was not far away. It seemed that the footsteps were slow, but he was actually shrinking into inches. He stood in front of Chen Ping’s body a dozen steps, and his face was gloomy. "But it's just a painless temptation. Why do you have such a painful killer? Really my skin is a soft persimmon? The city owner has arrived, you are waiting to die."
Chen Ping looked up and saw a huge car in the air and traveled around. The surrounding area was vast, the female officer was like a cloud, some people were holding a visor, some were holding a jade, and there were huge feather fans with obstacles. This makes the car a parade like the emperor.
It seems that the city owner of the skinty city is here.
In the Ghost Valley, the slashing of the land is the hero of the king, and the strong yin that occupies one side of the landscape is more lawless than the island owner of the size of the lake. The smug city ghosts are not enough power. If you do bad things, you will not be able to go anywhere. Compared with other cities, word of mouth is slightly better.
Chen Pingan helped the fighting, and took back the line of sight, looking at the old man who looked uncertain. "I am not scared."