Chapter 101 Who Believes This?
"It's a pity that I can't see A Yue's childhood, otherwise he would be a cute little kid." At the end, Fu Fengmian looked at Gu Qingyue with regret.
Gu Qingyue: That’s not necessary. I don’t want you to bring this up for no reason.
In the end, everyone left and only Wanqi Muzhao and Yin Yiyi were left on the ground.
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Three days later, Song Ningshu and Qi Yan took the Beauty-Changing Pill and left the sect.
Gu Qingyue was thrown by Mo Jinwu into the secret realm of Xiaoyan Mountain, which can only be entered by cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage. The training time is three months, and when he comes out, Fu Fengmian will take him to Panpo City.
Fu Fengmian was very unhappy, "Mo Jinwu, you're using me as a laborer again!"
Mo Jinwu said, "You're fine anyway."
Fu Fengmian was frustrated. Well, if he didn't want to, Mo Jinwu couldn't force him.
Therefore, being forced to work for Mo Jinwu was his own fault.
Panpo City is located at the junction of four domains, in the extreme north of the human domain.
In fact, the Jiuzhou Realm consists of five realms, the fifth of which is the Nether Realm. Fengdu, the Nether Realm, is also located at the intersection of the four realms. People don't often refer to the Nether Realm because it isn't a specific area, but rather a sub-region within each of the four realms, governing the spirits of each.
In the Jiuzhou Realm, the demon realm is in the east, the human realm is in the south, the devil realm is in the west, and the sea realm is in the north.
Among the four races, demons are the most difficult to cultivate. They are divided into nine levels, one to nine, corresponding to the nine realms from Qi training to immortality.
The legendary tenth level corresponds to the ascension period.
Because it is difficult for demon cultivators to practice, the age limit for the three races of humans, demons and the sea does not apply to demon cultivators. The foundation-building period corresponds to the second level of the demon race, with an age limit of under 100 years old, the third level under 200 years old, the fourth level under 400 years old, and the fifth level under 1,000 years old.
Song Ningshu and Qi Yangui traveled for three days and arrived outside the Morning Star Forest.
It was already dusk, the setting sun was leaning against the green hills, the clouds were stained with twilight, and the faint sunset light fell on the two people's faces, adding a touch of tenderness.
"Junior sister, let's find an inn to stay in today and go into the forest tomorrow." Qi Yangui was dressed in a black suit, which made his tall figure look even more slender.
"Okay." Song Ningshu nodded, her lake blue outfit outlining her beautiful figure.
There are many inns near the Morning Star Forest, which specialize in accommodating monks entering and leaving the Morning Star Forest.
After visiting several inns, they were all full, so they had no choice but to go to the most remote inn in the area.
The name of the inn is Xiangxing, and it is one mile away from several adjacent inns, which is really weird.
"Senior brother, there is something strange." Song Ningshu sent him a message.
"Well, pay more attention."
Song Ningshu did not hide his cultivation level, and was still at the late Jindan stage. The aura Qi Yangui leaked was only at the early Yuanying stage.
"Boss, are there any rooms available?" Qi Yangui asked after the two of them entered the inn.
"Yes, we have both the better rooms and the slightly worse ones." The shopkeeper was a little fat, and looked honest and kind. He replied with a smile.
"Two upper rooms." Qi Yangui threw a medium-grade spirit stone on the table. "Why is your inn so far away from the others?"
"With too many guests, it's bound to be noisy. Our host prefers quietness and is a mortal. He occasionally goes into Morning Star Forest to collect herbs, but finds it too noisy there. That's why we built our inn a little further away. We only host a few guests, ten a day."
"It just so happens that you two are the ninetieth guests today." The shopkeeper said as he handed them two wooden signs.
Qi Yangui lowered his eyes, hiding the thoughts in his eyes.
Who would believe this? This is not the secular world. Would mortals come here?
Even the shopkeeper is in the Jindan stage.
As if finding it hard to believe, the fat shopkeeper continued, "Speaking of which, our Dong family is also pitiful. The whole family of the main family can practice cultivation, except Dong. So he became obsessed with medicine, hoping to prolong his life and spend more time with his family."
Qi Yangui lowered his head and glanced at the two wooden plaques on the counter. They were engraved with the words "Nine" and "Ten" respectively. The characters were a little crooked, curved like a ghost's claw.
The wooden sign was rectangular and pitch black, but it looked a little strange, as if it had been dyed red to black with blood, but it did not smell of blood, but instead exuded a faint sweet fragrance.
Qi Yangui felt a little uncomfortable for no reason.
"My two guests, these two wooden signs cannot be placed in storage bags or spirit rings. You must carry them with you. Otherwise, the formation in the room cannot be sensed and you will not be able to enter the room." The fat shopkeeper kindly reminded.
"Senior brother, let me get it." Before Qi Yangui reached out his hand, Song Ningshu took the two wooden signs first.
Qi Yangui frowned slightly.
"Brother, it's okay. I have a solution." Song Ningshu sent him a message.
The fat shopkeeper specifically emphasized that it should be carried with him, and there was something weird about it.
Qi Yangui felt relieved, as his junior sister would never do anything without confidence.
The two walked up the stairs.
The fat shopkeeper smiled and continued with his business.
Room 9 and Room 10 were next to each other, and the two men stopped in front of the door of Room 9.
"Brother, these two wooden tablets can devour a cultivator's cultivation. Their devouring power is very strong. If you carry them overnight, even if you are in the Out-of-Body Realm, your cultivation will be completely lost. Furthermore, it is difficult for a cultivator to detect when their cultivation is being devoured. After one stick of incense, the cultivator will fall into a coma."
Song Ningshu tossed the wooden plaque in her hand. When she saw the two wooden plaques, her wood spiritual power was very repulsive and fed the information back to her.
"Are you feeling unwell?" Qi Yangui asked worriedly.
"My wood spiritual roots are special, it's okay." As he spoke, a green light emanated from Song Ningshu's hands, enveloping the wooden sign.
She could feel the energy inside the wooden sign fluctuating, and it seemed to be repelling the green layer outside.
The wooden sign trembled in Song Ningshu's hand, and then returned to calm.
Bloody evil energy.
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