Chapter 247: Phoenix Prohibition Ghost Workshop

There are many forbidden areas in the Southern Phoenix Continent, but there is only one forbidden land.

That is the Phoenix Prohibition.

Its area is so large that it occupies most of the Southern Phoenix Continent. If it weren't for a True Reason Mountain Range blocking it, plus some special reasons, I am afraid the area of the Phoenix Prohibition would be even larger.

But even so, in recent years, the range of the Phoenix Prohibition is still expanding, and even some areas have already permeated the True Reason Mountain Range.

If it continues like this, in a few thousand years, the entire Southern Phoenix Continent will become the Phoenix Prohibition.

And the difference between a forbidden area and a forbidden land is the clan.

Within the forbidden area, most are some fierce beasts and strange things, or mysterious ruins and seals, but there are no clans like the ten thousand races, only the forbidden land has the ability to give birth to clans with intelligence.

For example, the Corpse Prohibition Land on the Forbidden Sea.

The Sea Corpse Clan was born because of this, and their clan location was only on the edge of the Corpse Prohibition. So in the Phoenix Prohibition, there are also similar clans.

It's just that because the Flame Phoenix is friendly to the human race, it does not allow the clans born in the Phoenix Prohibition to go out, so all parties are at peace with each other, and they do not disturb each other, and there is not much coming and going.

Even if human forces occasionally enter the Phoenix Prohibition, it is the same, whether it is to obtain resources or hunt fierce beasts, they all avoid the intelligent clans in the Phoenix Prohibition.

But there are also some Phoenix Prohibition clans that like to conduct some transactions on resources with the human race.

For example, the Ghost Workshop.

Ghost Workshop, as the name suggests, is a workshop of ghosts and monsters, a place for markets.

This is not a clan unique to the Phoenix Prohibition. In reality, similar clans appear in many forbidden lands. They often look like a city, but inside it is strange and colorful, and all existences are strange things.

The items sold are also often materials rarely seen by the human race, and they are mainly yin and evil.

Xu Qing's first goal in entering the Phoenix Prohibition this time is the Ghost Workshop.

"The Ghost Workshop in the Phoenix Prohibition is ethereal and impermanent, without a fixed place, but wanting to enter is not relying on luck..." At this moment, late at night, Xu Qing was galloping in this Phoenix Prohibition like a ghost.

He leaped from time to time, changed direction instantly from time to time, flew to the tree canopy from time to time, observed the surroundings closely, and sprinkled powder from his pocket around him from time to time.

If there were First Peak cultivators watching Xu Qing's every move with their own eyes, they would definitely be very surprised, because all of Xu Qing's actions were incomparably skilled and correct.

Leaping is because there are hidden crawling beasts on the ground, the sudden change of direction is because there are spider webs and hunters ahead, and flying to the tree canopy is to better observe the direction, so that he does not get lost in the jungle.

The reason for not rising into the sky to fly is because the sky in the forbidden area has no cover, and you never know where the danger will suddenly appear.

Even though Xu Qing's combat power is extraordinary now, he still maintains awe for the forbidden area.

This awe has already merged into his blood. As long as the blood is still flowing, it will not disappear.

"No matter which forbidden area, meaningless killing is undesirable. The smell of blood is always one of the factors that attract powerful fierce beasts." Xu Qing narrowed his eyes and suddenly stretched out his right hand to grab a strange worm flying out from the mud beside him.

This worm was slender, about three inches long, looking like a fish, but its tail had sharp thorns. When it rushed out, its body was flying backwards, using its tail thorns as a weapon, wanting to pierce into Xu Qing's neck.

"Land Thorn Fish." Xu Qing crushed the fish's head with one pinch and threw its corpse into the storage bag.

Meaningless killing is undesirable, but killing that harvests resources is okay.

The thorns of this kind of Land Thorn Fish contain a kind of fierce poison, which can pose a huge threat to Foundation Establishment cultivators who have not opened fires.

Although this is Xu Qing's first time coming to the Phoenix Prohibition, he is very knowledgeable about both forbidden areas and vegetation, especially since he is well-prepared and has also checked a lot of information about the clans and fierce beasts in this Phoenix Prohibition.

"When people first discovered the Ghost Workshop, wanting to enter completely relied on luck. Later, after many years of transactions between the two sides, the Ghost Workshop began to send out an item called the Ghost Flute."

"At the third quarter of the Zi hour, in an open area of the Phoenix Prohibition, use three trees to form a triangular pattern, light three candles and place them on the three sides, place yourself in the center and blow the Ghost Flute, and the Ghost Workshop will appear before your eyes."

Xu Qing murmured in his heart. This is the most correct method he found after looking at too much data and comparing it, peeling the cocoon. And he also bought the Ghost Flute in the sect.

While galloping at this moment, Xu Qing looked up at the sky, then his body landed on a big tree and looked around.

"This place is quite suitable."

Xu Qing waved his right hand, and instantly the black iron skewer flew out, sweeping fiercely in the surroundings. Instantly, following the wandering of black lightning, three big trees were cut off from the part on the ground.

Amidst the roar, the three trees landed.

The one Xu Qing was on was one of them. At this moment, following the three trees falling to the ground, Xu Qing's body floated, lowered his head and waved his hand, and the orientation of the three big trees on the ground changed, forming a triangle.

The black iron skewer came over, and the Jin Gang Sect Ancestor within it vigilantly observed the surroundings, with a loyal look of protecting the master.

Xu Qing tidied it up, his body landed and stood within the three trees, took out three white candles and placed them on the trees, then raised his right hand, and there was a bone-made flute in his hand.

Holding the flute, Xu Qing looked up at the sky, waiting for the time.

Not long after, the third quarter of the Zi hour arrived.

Xu Qing did not hesitate at all, took the Ghost Flute, put it to his mouth, and blew gently.

Instantly, a harsh sound came out from this Ghost Flute, like the call of a night owl spreading in all directions. At the same time, the whole world at this moment suddenly had yin winds.

The yin wind was violent, blowing the three candles to sway constantly, carrying an indescribable cold, permeating over.

The ground instantly appeared with an icy intent, the mud and vegetation in the surroundings all had frost, and the fire of the three candles changed color, becoming green.

There were even bursts of murmuring sounds coming from the void.

It was unclear what they were saying, as if countless people were whispering. This sound entered Xu Qing's heart, causing his heart to shake. At this moment, in the distance... mist rose.

The mist came very suddenly, as if it appeared out of thin air, rolling outwards and becoming larger and larger, until it permeated a certain range, covering the trees in the jungle.

Afterwards, on this mist, a city appeared.

The walls of this city were gray, and everything inside was gray. Looking at its style, it revealed an ancient intent, as if an ancient city buried in history had reappeared in the human world.

Inside the city... it was incomparably lively.

One could see countless figures drifting and walking inside, dense and numerous, and most of their appearances were different.

Some had no heads, some had beast bodies, some had tall bodies, some were slender all over, and some had mouths that were too big, so they could only raise their hands to hold their chins, and some were lingering with evil thoughts all over.

Inside, there were not only wandering ghost shadows, but also countless shops.

The shopkeepers were also strange, their appearances revealing ferocity.

If a mortal saw it, they would definitely be scared out of their wits instantly.

This was a ghost city through and through.

Perhaps there were also living people inside, but they all hid their own aura, making their whole body permeate with rich strange substances, so that they would not be detected.

This was also one of the rules for entering the Ghost Workshop.

Although the Ghost Workshop is willing to trade with the human race, the rule is... the whole body is permeated with rich strange substances, and they are about to be alienated.

Additionally, this ghost city permeated with countless strange things, although there were countless ghost shadows inside, it was silent, as if all the existences inside could not speak.

And the most distinct thing among them was the center of this city, where a huge head was floating.

This head was floating in mid-air, looking like a human, middle-aged, but had no hair.

Like the head of a monk.

It closed its eyes, motionless in mid-air, and there were chains around it tying it up, suppressing and sealing it.

Looking carefully, one could see that those chains were actually arms without skin entangled together.

At the same time, the four city gates of the ghost city were all standing with tall and strong men who were half-naked, but their heads were like babies, carrying five-zhang-long black ghost-head big knives on their shoulders, looking at all four sides.

The gate directly in front of Xu Qing was like this.

Looking at all this, Xu Qing's gaze was restrained, and his heart had many ripples.

He had not seen the Phoenix Prohibition Ghost City, but this scene was exactly the same as the data he checked. At the same time, after Xu Qing saw it with his own eyes at this moment, he remembered that once in the seabed of the Forbidden Sea, he also saw a similar ghost city.

"In that case, that place should also be a Ghost Workshop?" Xu Qing did not go over immediately, but continued to observe carefully. Gradually, the candles around him swayed more violently in the yin wind.

Xu Qing was not in a hurry, continuing to observe every detail, until he was sure there was no problem, and when the candles around were about to be extinguished and the ghost city in the distance was about to become blurry and disappear, he sucked toward the shadow.

Instantly, the strange substances in his body rose violently at this moment. In the blink of an eye, his whole person looked as if the strange substances were rich to the extreme, as if he could be alienated at any time, and his whole body's skin began to turn black.

Finally, his body was permeated with mist formed by rich strange substances. Only then did Xu Qing raise his footsteps and walk step by step toward the ghost city ahead.

Every step was about three zhang long. After a few breaths of time, Xu Qing had already stepped onto the mist and walked to the gate of this ghost city.

The moment he walked here, the two strong men carrying knives looked at Xu Qing.

Xu Qing's footsteps did not stop, letting the gazes of those two ghost-general-like existences fall on him, and he walked into the city.

Following his entry, the gazes behind him dissipated, and the mist in the surroundings at this moment instantly rose, covering all eight directions, making Xu Qing gaze at the distance, and what he saw was all mist.

It was as if this place, following the arrival of the person trading, was isolated from the outside world, and only the moon in the firmament became green, sprinkling ghostly light on the city.

These were in line with the data Xu Qing checked.

His expression was as usual, and he walked forward calmly, gradually walking into the long street, walking into countless strange things.

Walking with ghosts.

But at this moment, the huge monk head in the sky suddenly moved its nose, as if sniffing something. Its eyelids seemed to want to open, but following the ghostly light shining on the chains, it quieted down again.

Xu Qing looked up, glanced at it, and his eyes shrank.

Long street ghost shadows, countless.

Xu Qing's gaze moved away from the monk head, pondered for a while, and turned to look at the four sides.

He saw a ghost that looked like paper, walking while holding a pen to draw eyeliner on its face.

And

If Xu Qing were here, he could recognize this middle-aged woman at a glance; she was Ding Xue's aunt.

At this moment, the ancestor Blood Refining Child picked up the teacup and drank a sip, looked at the Seventh Master who was staring at the chessboard thinking about how to take the next step, and smiled.

"Old Seven, you say this chess game of the Seven Sect Alliance, how will they play it? After all, these seven sects have set up such a big battle, making everyone know, with a fierce momentum coming to sanction the Seven Blood Children. With such a style, where will their true goal be?" Blood Refining Child smiled but not smiled, speaking calmly.

"I know the ancestor is testing me, but this son-in-law is stupid, I don't know." Seventh Master pretended to be confused.

"You, you still like to hide." Blood Refining Child shook his head and smiled.

Seventh Master also revealed a smile on his face, appearing to have thought about how to take the next step in the game, so he picked up a chess piece and landed it on the chessboard.

"This chess game lands below, even if you eat seven pieces, it has no great meaning. But if you focus on the top, only eating this one piece, wouldn't this area of mine be fully alive? Like this Seven Sect Alliance marching south in a mighty force, with a fierce momentum, but in reality, its purpose must be to go north."

"The Ancient Immortal River in the north, the Seven Sect Alliance has been coveting it for a long time. If it weren't for the Taishi Immortal Sect hindering the development of the Seven Sects in every possible way, the Seven Sects would definitely not be in their current situation. So there will be results very soon."

"And annoying Taishi also makes it convenient for us to act." Seventh Master said softly. ===== CHAPTER 247 =====

In front of him, there was a ghost with a beast face whose whole body was largely rotten and black, holding its own chin, walking toward him in the ghost crowd.

A fierce and malevolent aura emanated from this weird entity. Looking at its appearance, it seemed to want to collide with Xu Qing.

There was no fluctuation in Xu Qing's eyes. At this moment, the alien quality was incomparably rich, and the mist formed spread even more. As it rolled, it turned into a ferocious ghost face, grinning at the newcomer, with greed and longing appearing in its eyes.

This ghost face was transformed by the Little Shadow. Since arriving here, it had always wanted to devour, but Xu Qing did not allow it.

So it could only restrain itself, and now that one was actually walking toward it head-on, this made it very pleasantly surprised.

So, without waiting for Xu Qing to take action, seeing that the beast-faced ghost arrived with malice, the ghost face transformed by the mist suddenly rushed out, opened its big mouth, and swallowed the other party in one gulp.

The speed was so fast that in an instant, the beast-faced ghost disappeared without a trace.

The ghost mist returned with satisfaction.

Xu Qing looked up at the Little Shadow in the mist, ignored it, and continued to move forward.

This scene was just a small interlude. The surrounding ghost shadows were also used to it and ignored it.

Just like this, Xu Qing walked on the street for a long time and finally found a shop.

The items sold in this shop were actually all kinds of sinister and evil poisons.

This kind of poison had no physical form, similar to mist, and some were even more illusory, sealed within individual cyan ghost heads.

So when looking at it, the items in this shop were all floating ghost heads of various sizes, each with an expression of smiling.

Xu Qing's gaze swept over, and after carefully checking, he was satisfied in his heart.

What he came here to find was this kind of extremely yin and extremely evil poison.

And this kind of poison, indeed, mostly had no physical form, and unless living beings possessed special cultivation techniques, it was very difficult to collect; only weird entities could touch it.

Xu Qing looked up at the shopkeeper.

This shopkeeper looked like a bear, with lips like cinnabar, eyes like mirrors, long horns on its head, and cyan fleshy wings on its back, spreading more than a zhang long, and it also had a tail like a leopard.

It was also observing Xu Qing. After meeting Xu Qing's gaze, it opened its bloody mouth, seemingly smiling.

Xu Qing's expression was calm. He raised his right hand and grabbed. Suddenly, among the hundreds of ghost heads floating in the shop, thirteen flew over and floated in front of Xu Qing and the shopkeeper.

Afterward, Xu Qing took out a small bottle and pushed it over.

The shopkeeper's tail flew over with an afterimage and instantly wrapped around the small bottle. Silently and soundlessly, the small bottle shattered, and while a bloody aura spread out, a mass of fresh blood was revealed.

This fresh blood was the heart blood of the Night Doves, with about several hundred drops in one bottle.

At this moment, it was rolled into the shopkeeper's mouth by that tail. As the shopkeeper chewed with joy, Xu Qing saw that within that heart blood, individual soul shadows had actually appeared.

They were all Night Doves.

Amidst the constant chewing, the shopkeeper nodded with satisfaction.

Xu Qing didn't say a word, rolled up the ghost heads in front of him, put them into his storage bag, turned around, and left, continuing to walk on the ghost street, shuttling through groups of weird entities, stopping in front of several shops during the period to purchase items.

Until the time of one night was about to pass, Xu Qing searched for a long time and finally found the last type of item he wanted.

That was a shop similar to an inn.

In this shop, corpses were hung, including humans, beasts, foreign races, and illusory shadows.

They were all hung on the wall by hooks, and they were actually all still alive.

Below, candles of various colors were burning, seemingly forming some kind of mysterious intent, causing these hung living things to emit various emotional fluctuations.

Some were intoxicated, some were angry, some were sorrowful, and some were ecstatic.

It was as if they were in an illusory dream, experiencing a lifetime.

What attracted Xu Qing was not these living things, but the candles below.

What this shop sold was exactly this kind of candle.

Regarding this item, Xu Qing had seen it in the information purchased from the sect before coming here, and he knew that this was actually also a kind of poison, and the name was also very nice, called Three Lives Drunk, and the price was extremely expensive.

This was also Xu Qing's key target for coming here.

At this moment, after seeing it, he did not hesitate to take out four small bottles and place them in front of the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper of this shop was an old man who looked relatively normal, wearing a yellow robe. He looked at the small bottles Xu Qing sent over and shook his head.

The instant he shook his head, his face changed continuously, first becoming a handsome young man, then turning into an old woman full of wrinkles, and then a naughty child, which was very strange.

Xu Qing frowned. The small bottles of heart blood on his body were only eleven, and he had used five before.

And according to the information and data he had obtained, if he wanted to purchase Three Lives Drunk, four bottles would be enough.

Thus, after pondering, Xu Qing took out another one and placed it in front of the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper looked at Xu Qing deeply and still shook his head.

The face hidden in the mist by Xu Qing turned gloomy. After being silent for a long time, he took out the last small bottle.

But the shopkeeper still shook his head, seemingly knowing that Xu Qing had already taken out everything, so his face changed many times, finally turning into a blank space. After becoming a faceless person, he raised his finger and pointed at Xu Qing's face.

Xu Qing was silent.

He calculated the time. At this moment, it was very close to dawn, and he recalled that along the way he had walked, this was the only shop that sold candles.

Thus, his body stepped out one step, the life fire within his body flashed, and the life lamp was brilliant, as if a world was rising and burning inside.

A terrifying aura erupted from his body, forming a heat wave that cooperated with the majestic blood energy of the Jin Wu Refining Ten Thousand Spirits, spreading out with a rumble toward the surroundings.

The shopkeeper was no longer faceless but quickly turned into the appearance of an old man, and his expression changed even more. Seeing that Xu Qing was just about to take action, he didn't hesitate at all and flicked his sleeve. Suddenly, seven candles flew over from behind him, all floating in front of Xu Qing.

Afterward, he retreated a few steps, with a fawning look on his face.

Xu Qing frowned, put away the candles, took away the six small bottles, and turned to go far away.

He was vigilant and guarded all the way, while at the same time paying attention to the changes in the sky.

According to the data he had obtained, once one entered this Ghost Market, one could not leave in advance; one had to wait for the moment of dawn to blow the ghost flute before one could leave.

Now that it was not far from dawn, Xu Qing walked on the street and waited silently.

Until not long after, the sky in the distance became faintly bright. Xu Qing immediately discovered that all the ghosts and this city in the surroundings were rapidly becoming transparent, as if they were about to disappear.

But just at this moment, in the mid-air of the center of the Ghost City, the huge monk's head that was tied by chains transformed by countless arms and floating on the firmament slowly opened its eyes.

Its eyes were crimson, as if there was a purgatory inside, with countless fierce ghosts struggling within, their expressions miserable, emitting silent screams.

The whole thing gave people a feeling of incomparably chaotic, which also made the expression of this monk's head somewhat confused.

At this moment, this head seemed to be lagging, moving in stops and starts, and its chaotic gaze, as usual, swept across the entire Ghost City at this moment before dawn.

In this Ghost City, at this moment, there were actually more than a dozen figures in different positions that were not transparent; they were all cultivators who had come here to trade and were waiting for dawn.

The monk's eyes turned with the head in stops and starts, sweeping across these people one by one, until when looking at Xu Qing, it suddenly shook, its nose twitched, it sniffed for a while, and then the light in its eyes became very bright.

Xu Qing also sensed it, his expression changed, and at the same time, the monk's head suddenly emitted a vast sound like heavenly thunder from its mouth.

"Jin Wu! Jin Wu refines my race!

Jin Wu must die!

!"

The moment this sound appeared, it was dawn, and the entire Ghost City instantly stopped.

This was also the only sound Xu Qing heard during this night.

This sound possessed an unpredictable power. After it entered Xu Qing's ears, his whole body shook, and his soul was unstable, as if it were about to collapse. Fortunately, the life lamp big black umbrella materialized within his body to protect his soul, which allowed Xu Qing to recover.

He did not hesitate at all, suddenly took out the ghost flute, put it in his mouth, and blew it suddenly.

The harsh sound spread to all directions in an instant. Amidst the echoes, everything around Xu Qing disappeared rapidly.

It was just the time of one breath, and Xu Qing's figure appeared in the jungle, at the place where he had set up three trees before.

And the Ghost City... had already disappeared without a trace.

In the sky in the distance, a fire-red glow appeared, the red sun was raising its head, and the light bloomed, shooting in all directions.

At the same time, also in this forbidden area, at a place very far from where Xu Qing was, there was also a city there.

It was just that this city was completely different from the Ghost City; it existed in substance, and it didn't know how many years ago it had turned into ruins, remaining until today.

The dark night shrouded it, and one could faintly see broken walls and ruins, with endless dust.

And in the east of this ruined city, at this moment, following the arrival of the sunlight from the firmament, the dark night was like a curtain, directly lifted by the great power of the firmament, revealing a temple hidden in the dark night.

Outside the temple, dozens of cultivators were sitting cross-legged, dressed differently, and each was guarding against the others deeply, obviously coming from different places.

Now, following dawn, their gazes also fell into the temple with wariness and awe.

In that temple, there was a god statue holding a knife.

Under the god statue, there was only one person sitting cross-legged in the entire temple.

This person was wearing a golden robe, with a jade-inlaid crown on his head, his appearance was exceptionally beautiful, but his expression was extremely cold, the canopy above his head was extraordinary, and his whole body's momentum was earth-shattering.

It was exactly Sheng Qing Yunzi!