Fang Zong longed to meet more people, more ghosts, and more interesting stories, and then travel the world together.
That's right, he's not afraid of the Empress Dowager or anything like that establishing her power.
You're all alone, I'll fight you one-on-one;
You build your power, I'll wipe out your entire group.
If he were to unexpectedly lose... Fang Zong considered it for a moment, then suddenly became surprised.
Am I that amazing?
Unbeknownst to him, Fang Zong discovered that he had amassed an exceptionally powerful force.
The most powerful is Huangquan Valley, with dozens of military spirits, the weakest of whom is at least at the second stage of the magic level.
He wasn't worried about the other party disobeying, because the military spirit and a noble, pure, and absolutely outstanding young man like him were on the same path. It was definitely not because of the spirit-transfer herb, really, absolutely not.
However, since the military spirit would be suppressed by the national destiny if it took the initiative to attack its own people, it can only be counted as half.
Then there are the ghosts, little spirit slaves, and monsters in the house.
A few days ago, through a phone call, with the help of ghost energy that was useless to him, Lin Qiaoyu, Sun Laoliu, and the delivery guy all reached the first level of the spell level. The little soul slave benefited the most. It is said that he flattered his parents above, but below... he didn't listen to anyone except Lin Qiaoyu. He ate the most and reached the second level of the spell level.
Daji has profound abilities; like the little yellow cat, she is also at the third level of the skill level, and even more powerful.
Finally, Li Xiaoran and Xue Nuo need no further explanation. Just the fact that Zhao Changle and Bai Su are partners, and Luo Xiaoxia, a friend and fellow newly promoted general, is enough to stir up a storm in the Eastern Kingdom.
Everyone else is busy, but I'm just relaxing, chatting with the Empress and flirting with Nalan Guigui... Tch, all skin and bones, how is that flirting? She asked me to hug her.
Fang Zong was lost in thought, but in reality, he had no feelings for Nalan Guigui.
It's just that Nalan Guigui is really pitiful.
Gui Gui, a little girl who won the favor of the second princess with her wit, clearly did not need his pity.
perhaps.
As Fang Zong happened to pass by the valley behind the owl, he looked down and found it to be deserted. He smiled and moved on.
A man and a cat traverse mountains, rivers, deserts, and treacherous peaks.
Heading north, they reached the tenth store.
Shimen City, formerly known as Jinling and Jiankang, is the only megacity in the Yangtze River Delta and East China. It has enjoyed its decadent lifestyle and also experienced countless trials and tribulations.
It has stood firm to this day.
Surrounded by skyscrapers, this is an old street.
Against the backdrop of the surrounding high-rise buildings, the old buildings nearby appear even more dilapidated, with even the wooden doors and windows exuding an air of decay.
Fang Zong wandered around for a few minutes, then shook his head. Hu Batian also felt embarrassed.
"That's not right. It was found nearby. I remember it was a level 1 magic-grade ghost."
Hu Batian was a little embarrassed, but still decided to be arrogant: "Back then, he was at the first level of the magic rank, and now he's at least at the second level. I remember it clearly. He was a withered old man with a face full of wrinkles and no beard. He spoke in a strange and sarcastic way."
Fang Zong asked, "Maybe they were just passing by?"
“No, I heard him say that he sighed and said, ‘I’m home.’”
Fang Zong laughed and said, "Forget it, even if we can't find that ghost, Shimen City is an old city with a long history. It is said to have ten major Yin places, so it is called 'Shimen'."
"Go to the underworld?" Tiger Tyrant's cat eyes gleamed.
He was particularly curious about the dark place and had wanted to go for a long time, but before, as a cat, he was too afraid to go.
Fang Zong shook his head: "It's just hearsay, described in vivid detail, but nobody knows where the Ten Great Yin Lands are. I had the Ghost Killing Team investigate, and they said that even a 103-year-old doesn't know the specific locations; only some ancient books record them."
Hu Batian asked unwillingly, "Where are the ancient books?"
"Who has the time, no, how many people have the opportunity to look through ancient books? Besides, not every ancient book has it."
As they were talking, Fang Zong suddenly licked his lips, and Hu Batian's cat ears also stood up.
There were people arguing not far away, separated by a stone wall.
The noise was deafening; there were at least dozens of people talking at once, all discussing matters from ancient texts.
They argued fiercely, saying things like "sell it," "divide the money," "can't sell it," "ancestor," and "it's not their biological child," suggesting that the family was more than just four generations living together.
Hu Batian shook his cat ears and laughed: "Ancient books, a whole room full of ancient books."
“That’s right, a room full of ancient books.”
Fang Zong loved reading and couldn't resist the urge to read more, but the Shimen Market had a long history and so many families were certainly not short of money.
The ancient books passed down from others still fill a room. If he wanted to buy them, he would probably have to go through a lot of trouble even if he spent all his money.
However, Fang Zong admitted he had a bit of a collecting habit, but he decided to read through the ancient books first.
The man and the cat exchanged a glance, and unconsciously slowed their pace, crossed the stone wall, entered the courtyard, and walked along the corner of the wall.
Several security guards were stationed there, but their presence was useless against them; instead, they pointed out the location of the hidden books. Fang Zong found an even older library building, reached out and pushed the door, only to find it securely locked with more than a dozen large padlocks.
"This cat is here." Hu Batian narrowed his cat eyes, and light shot out, instantly changing the surroundings.
Ghosts have their own yin realms, and so do demons, of course.
Without using any materials or spending enough time polishing it, this demon realm is just a super simplified version, but it's enough to deal with ordinary people.
Fang Zong pushed the door open again, and no one noticed.
He suddenly froze, unable to control his true yang energy, and his eyes seemed to burn with two pure blue flames!
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