Celestial Immortal

Chapter 26 Ghost City!Dragon Sovereign Banquet

In the early morning of the next day, the purple air came from the east.

Chu Chen gathers the energy of the sun in the clean room, cultivates and strengthens the Yuanjun of all roads, and accumulates mana little by little.

Last night, he practiced the two spells of [Blowing Hair to Become a Tiger] and [Undressing] one after another. He was exhausted and exhausted.

Fortunately, he can collect the qi of the Taiyin at night, the qi of the sun in the day, and gather the essence of the sun and the moon to nourish the essence and soul.

The three treasures of spirit, energy and spirit are full and full, and the whole person is energetic and refreshed.

This is the powerful effect of the practice method.

Diligent practice every day will keep your body strong and prolong your life.

The Lingshan School's "Hunyuan Gathering Qi and Refining Shape" was learned from the "Huang Ting Jing" by senior masters.

After finishing his training, Chu Chen took the little ghost to a noodle shop in the next street to eat noodles.

Ordered a bowl of noodles.

He eats the noodles, and the little ghost smells the noodles.

Today Chu Chen made an appointment with Zhang Xiucai and Huang Fugui to go out together.

When the little ghost heard about it, his eyes lit up and he was overjoyed.

But it's a pity that Daoist Xu Ping took the little ghost away early in the morning. It is said that there is a case that the little ghost needs to help.

"Senior Brother~ Next time you go out to play, don't forget to bring me with you."

The little ghost boy followed Xu Pingdao, and looked back every three steps, pitifully.

Chu Chen couldn't help but laugh.

In the middle of the walk, the little ghost came back in a hurry, and said:

"Brother, I'm not around, so be careful when you go out."

"Okay, okay, brother knows."

Chu Chen sent away the little devil who was hesitant to speak, and went out in a cool way.

With no follower around, Chu Chen's pace became three points lighter.

Not long after, Chu Chen, Huang Fugui, and Zhang Xiucai met.

"Fugui, scholar, where are you going today? I came to Xin'an County with Master for the first time, my eyes were darkened, and I didn't know anything about the local area. It's up to the two of you to decide."

Chu Chen cut to the chase.

Huang Fugui patted his head, with a naive expression on his face, unable to make up his mind.

"Snapped!"

Zhang Xiucai flicked his folding fan, and said quite chicly: "Come on, my buddies will take you to the brothels and listen to the music. Let me tell you how many people are here at the Cuixiang Tower."

"Xiucai, brother Chen came from a Taoist school, so it's not easy to go to that kind of place"

When Huang Fugui heard about places like brothels and Goulan, his face blushed and he hesitated, using Chu Chen as an excuse.

Chu Chen shook his head: "No, no, no, my lineage is Huoju Taoist priest, it's okay to marry a wife and have children, and not abstain from female sex!"

Zhang Xiucai smiled: "That's a good relationship, let's go, we three brothers"

Huang Fugui's face collapsed, and he said in embarrassment: "Ahem~ two elder brothers, the younger brother is practicing boy kung fu, so it's not easy to break the precept."

"That's it."

Chu Chen and Xiucai just wanted to tease Fugui, and didn't mean to embarrass others.

The scholar also smiled and clicked.

"It doesn't matter if you don't go to the brothel. I really know that there is an interesting place near Xin'an County."

The "interesting" place Zhang Xiucai mentioned is actually a ghost market.

The so-called "ghost market" originally referred to psychedelic visions such as "mirages", and later gradually evolved into a "black market", specializing in some shady transactions.

In a ghost market, all kinds of ghosts and snake gods, mortals, alchemists, evil cultivators, and monsters gathered in the ghost market. The ghosts are really a group of demons dancing around.

Chu Chen and Huang Fugui became interested as soon as they heard it, and they agreed unanimously without saying a word.

The ghost market has always been extremely hidden, and it is difficult for ordinary people to find it without an acquaintance leading the way.

Zhang Xiucai had been there a few times, and he was familiar with the roads. First, he took the two of them to buy a black suit in the city, and then the three of them left the city.

This ghost city in Xin'an County is located in a swamp sixty miles away from the county seat.

The swamp is called Dilong Pit. It is said that a poisonous dragon fell here, and the blood of the poisonous dragon polluted the surrounding area for dozens of miles.

Dilongkeng is shrouded in miasma all the year round, and it is difficult to enter the ghost market without cultivation base and Taoism, which basically prevents mortals from trespassing.

Of course, there are exceptions.

According to Zhang Xiucai, he was only a child born with fame back then, his cultivation base was extremely shallow, no different from ordinary people, and by chance, he entered the ghost market.

"Brother Chu, rich and powerful, the forces behind the ghost market are not small. After entering, everyone should watch more and talk less, so don't cause trouble."

On the way, Zhang Xiucai took the trouble to tell him over and over again, feeling very nervous.

Chu Chen and Huang Fugui nodded repeatedly.

The two are not stupid, so they naturally know the severity.

The ghost market gathers the three religions and nine schools around, all kinds of monsters, ghosts and snakes, it is the epitome of the underground world.

Many ghost markets have always been exchanged for one place with one shot, and the liquidity is extremely high. Few ghost markets are permanent in one place.

This Dilongkeng ghost market can be opened stably for a long time, and the forces behind it can be imagined, and they are definitely all hands and eyes.

Not long after, the three of them came to the Dilongkeng swamp, changed their clothes, and hid in a reed bush to rest.

A flat boat slowly sailed towards the three of them.

Zhang Xiucai approached the boatman with ease, and after paying the usual money, the three of them boarded the boat and drove into the hazy swamp.

"It's a coincidence that the three of you came here. Are the three of you interested in the Dragon Lord's night banquet today?"

The boatman rowed his oars, turned his head and said to the three of them.

Chu Chen and Huang Fugui were taken aback for a moment, not knowing the "Longjun Night Banquet" in their hearts.

In line with the principle of watching more, talking less, and not causing trouble, neither of them answered, but looked at Zhang Xiucai.

Zhang Xiucai is quite familiar with Dilongkeng. When he heard "Longjun Night Banquet", his face was full of joy, and he asked in surprise:

"Mr. Dragon, the Dragon King's night banquet is held once a month. I'm afraid the day has not come yet. Why is it suddenly happening today?"

The boatman shook his head and explained: "This night banquet, Dragon Lord will open it as he wants. There is no such thing as a fixed number. In fact, every night banquet is like this. Dragon Lord holds a banquet at will. If you are destined, you can easily attend. If you don't, Even if you wait a few years, you won’t be able to meet him!”

Zhang Xiucai looked surprised: "So that's the case, then we are lucky today!"

"Exactly!"

The boatman and Zhang Xiucai sang together and chatted quite well.

Huang Fugui was so curious that he couldn't help tugging at Zhang Xiucai's sleeve: "Xiucai, what is the Dragon King's night banquet, and what is it for?"

Chu Chen was also quite curious, and turned his attention to the scholar.

Zhang Xiucai smiled "hehe", his face was full of excitement.

"Lord Dragon is the owner of this place. Lord Dragon will hold a night banquet every month to entertain guests and friends from all walks of life. Whether you are an orthodox monk, a heretic, or a monster, as long as you receive an invitation, you can all participate in the night banquet, regardless of your background."

Chu Chen raised his eyebrows. Seeing that the scholar was so excited, he asked curiously, "What are the benefits of attending the banquet?"

Zhang Xiucai grinned: "Participating in the Dragon Lord's night banquet naturally has many benefits, and it can also improve your cultivation at the last time. If the Dragon Lord values ​​it, it will be a great gift."

"Anything like this?"

Huang Fugui regained his energy, but he touched his whole body again and said:
"We didn't bring any presents, so it's not good to come here rashly!"

The boatman on the side answered with a smile: "The guests are joking, Mr. Long is generous and hospitable, and there is no need to bring any gifts. Don't worry, everyone."

(End of this chapter)