Chapter 59

The Ghost Fan Tower was indeed underground. The three held the invitation card and came to a building gate that slanted downward.

Unlike the sewer they expected, this Ghost Fan Tower entrance actually had a gate building. Although this gate building was located on the remote edge of Bianliang, this grand posture still surprised the three.

Which terrorist organization or cult organization hangs a sign to do business?

That was before exposure. Now that it was exposed, and still being exterminated by the government, hanging a sign and openly establishing a headquarters was no longer just a provocation.

Although the three were surprised, they did not hesitate at all and stepped into the underground gate.

The inside of the gate slanted downward and expanded. At first, it was dark, but the further they walked, the more pale white light leaked from the surrounding walls and ceiling. This was a cold light, which made them feel cold when it shone on them.

"Phosphorus fire," Xu Shilan whispered.

Amadai also nodded in agreement, but he also had questions: "The phosphorus in human bones is not that much, and it can't shine for long."

Wu Pifu did not speak. He was now hiding his blood and Qi, condensing blood energy in his skin, ready to deal with any ambush at any time.

Xu Shilan said coldly: "It's not pure phosphorus fire or phosphorus light. It is recorded in the Shadow Puppetry cultivation method that the resentment of a soul after death can do many things, and the simplest is to use it to arrange the environment. This place is actually arranged by phosphorus fire plus resentment. What we see as light is likely just a dim underground passage."

"Right."

Wu Pifu said affirmatively.

In his eyes, this passage presented two different states: one was the pale light source, and the other was still a dim or even pitch-black underground passage.

And that was not all; he could vaguely see things at a deeper level.

Those were countless broken and incomplete human heads, each with a terrifying image embedded in the surrounding wall passages, all wailing...

The first layer was the phosphorus light passage, the second layer was the pitch-black passage, and the third layer was the passage where countless ghosts gathered...

This was the effect of his current inspiration plus the Huang Lian fragments, which allowed him to vaguely see the truth of the third layer without being watched by the truth of the third layer.

Wu Pifu did not tell the two people beside him about the truth of the third layer, because this thing was very evil. When you see it, it sees you. The two did not have Huang Lian fragments, so telling them was not a good thing.

The three walked through this phosphorus light passage safely, and then the scene suddenly opened up. A clearing the size of half a football field appeared, with a rock ceiling height of about five meters. There were passages extending in all directions around this clearing, and there were also some twisted-looking buildings in the clearing.

There were not many people in the clearing, and those who were there were basically looking out carefully from the buildings. However, there were five white-robed "people" in front of the three.

They were all pale, wrapped in long robes, looking like the "White Impermanence" described by people. The most critical thing was that the three Wu Pifu keenly noticed that these five white-robed "people" had no legs or feet; they were floating in the air.

However, all three had confidence, so they were not afraid at this time. Wu Pifu said first: "Welcoming us?"

The five white-robed "people" said in five different male and female voices, gloomily: "We respectfully invite the three immortal disciples to follow us."

The white-robed "people" floated toward a passage. The three followed in a formation with Wu Pifu at the head, Amadai at the tail, and Xu Shilan in the middle. Gradually, they wandered underground for dozens of minutes. During this period, Wu Pifu looked back several times, and Xu Shilan nodded slightly to him, and Amadai also nodded slightly, which calmed Wu Pifu's heart.

Both had terrain memory ability, especially Amadai. As a veteran of the Third War, his intuition and cognition of terrain and geography far exceeded ordinary people.

As they walked, the front opened up again, and a larger underground square appeared, twice as large as the clearing at the entrance. In the very center was a huge restaurant connected to the top rock layer. Around this restaurant, there were also many buildings, and many people were setting up stalls. The whole clearing could not be said to be crowded with people, but at least there were people coming and going. The number of people visible to the naked eye might exceed a thousand.

These were not a thousand ordinary people. Wu Pifu, Amadai, and Xu Shilan all had cultivation methods, and their perception ability had exceeded that of mortals, especially Wu Pifu's inspiration, which was second-tier, and Xu Shilan's cultivation method was Shadow Puppetry, which was known as one of the three evils in this world.

They could all perceive that these thousands of people carried a breath similar to resentment, gloomy and cold, making people uncomfortable just by looking at them.

Thousands of people were all practitioners and supernatural ability users of this world!

The five white-robed "people" floated toward the largest restaurant, and in front of the restaurant stood two men and one woman.

These two men and one woman blocked the three Wu Pifu, and the five white-robed "people" floated directly into the restaurant.

The two men and one woman clasped their fists. The leading man said: "Vase Hand, Jiang Xianzhi."

The man standing slightly behind said: "Corpse Raiser, Yang Muyi."

The woman said: "Painted Skin Qing, Huang Yaoyan."

"We have met the immortal disciples."

The three Wu Pifu were unwilling to even raise their hands. Xu Shilan and Amadai did not speak. Wu Pifu stepped forward and said: "So... are you going to challenge us first to confirm our qualifications or something?"

Jiang Xianzhi smiled and said: "How could that be? The arrival of the three immortal disciples makes our humble place shine. We are too happy to have time, so how could we make things difficult for the three? Please, the three of us will be the guides for the three distinguished guests."

Wu Pifu sneered and walked into the Ghost Fan Tower. When passing Huang Yaoyan, he twitched his nose and said happily: "So that human skin was yours?"

Huang Yaoyan's face turned slightly blue, and she said expressionlessly: "Disturbing the three immortal disciples, that human skin will be an apology. It's just a pity for my senior sister, whose last remnant soul dissipated along with her last skin."

Wu Pifu felt a chill in his heart, remembered this woman, and walked into the building first. Xu Shilan and Amadai also entered.

Under the guidance of Jiang Xianzhi and the others, they came to the inside of the building and found that the middle of the building was a platform, and the surrounding rooms were built around this platform. This should be the so-called grand auction house.

The three were arranged to sit in the front seats on the first floor of the grand auction house. This was clearly not a private room or anything. And the three looked around, and except for the three of them, no one else was seated. They immediately knew that these seats were strange. However, Wu Pifu perceived the surroundings, shook his head at the two, and sat directly in the seats, waiting to see what this Ghost Fan Tower force wanted to do.

The three sat down, and the surrounding lights flickered. At the same time, shadows could be seen moving, and ghost cries and wolf howls could be heard from time to time.

After another moment, a woman wearing only light gauze and silk walked to the front of the stage.

This woman had a beautiful face and a graceful figure, but her face was very dull, her skin was gray-blue, and there was no blood color on her lips. She did not look like a living person.

At this time, a man's voice came from the woman's mouth: "The Ghost Fan Tower grand auction begins. Old rules, price in soul crystals, each bid not less than ten soul crystals."

The woman clapped her hands, and someone brought up a black cabinet. The three saw the woman open the black cabinet. Inside was a blue and white porcelain vase. This was not the point. The point was that what was inserted in the blue and white porcelain vase was not a flower, but the head of a young and beautiful woman.

"Beauty Flower, feed soul crystal powder, or place in a ghost land, blooms in three years, bears fruit in three years, and after six years, you can get three to five Night Aunt Fruits. Starting price sixty soul crystals." The faces of the three Wu Pifu were ugly, but they still sat in their original places.

At this time, someone in the private room upstairs began to bid, and finally, it was bought for one hundred and ten soul crystals.

Then another black cabinet was sent, and after opening it, a scroll appeared inside.

The scroll was clearly not made of paper. Although the three Wu Pifu did not touch it, they could imagine that the scroll must be made of human skin or something similar.

On the scroll, there was a woman and seven children. What was amazing was that this woman and seven children were actually playing and moving in the scroll.

"Ghost Mother Seven Children Scroll, high-grade magic tool. After refining, you can release seven children, each with the strength of five people, and ordinary swords cannot hurt them. If you spray the scroll with essence blood, you can summon the Ghost Mother. The Ghost Mother has the strength of a hundred people and can tear tigers and leopards apart. The defect is that it is easy to backfire, and it needs to be fed with living souls and human flesh from time to time. Starting price three hundred soul crystals."

The three Wu Pifu were still expressionless, and the scroll was finally bought for eight hundred soul crystals.

Then, one strange object after another was sent up for auction. Basically, each one was so grotesque and strange, basically made of human body materials and organs, and high-end products were also mixed with human living souls.

However, there were also a few auction items that were not like this. For example, there was a bronze long sword, which was introduced as an antique from the Warring States period. Because of its long history, it carried some legendary characteristics that Wu Pifu and the others could not understand, and it was also bought at a high price.

There was also a treasure map, which was said to be a remnant scroll of the location of a mansion left by a high-ranking cultivator hundreds of years ago. There might be a vermilion fruit hidden in that mansion.

Wu Pifu remembered the two words "vermilion fruit".

!

Soon, the auction seemed to be coming to an end. Just after the zombie woman on the stage auctioned off a beauty's painted skin, the place where the three were sitting suddenly rose, and light shone around them. The zombie woman still used a man's voice and said: "The last auction item of this auction, three immortal disciples. According to our building's understanding, their elders may have the Pure Yang method. Whether they are immortals is not certain, but the origin of the Pure Yang method may be found on these three immortal disciples. Starting price three thousand soul crystals."

Wu Pifu, Xu Shilan, and Amadai looked at each other, and all three laughed. Wu Pifu stood up and said: "It's almost over, right?"

The zombie woman did not speak, but a voice laughed on the stage: "For you, it's over."

Another voice said: "Otherwise? Hahaha."

"After I bid for you, I will definitely extract your souls and taste them carefully."

"What does the blood of immortal disciples taste like?"

"Immortal? Haha, immortal?"

For a time, the whole building was filled with ghost cries and wolf howls, and various sounds were mixed and loud.

Wu Pifu did not speak. He threw a metal bead in his hand forward with force, and with a "pop," it hit the wooden wall behind the zombie woman.

The surroundings were silent for a moment, and then when the cultivators in the private room were about to be noisy again, there was a sudden loud bang. While the green flames rose, huge bright light and heat began to sweep toward the surroundings. Everything touched, whether it was people, objects, or strange things, dissipated in an instant.

The next second, one side of the Ghost Fan Tower was directly pierced and disappeared, losing more than a quarter, and even affecting the outside. Dozens of cultivators setting up stalls outside directly evaporated and disappeared.

"..."

"What is that!? What is that!?"

"Thunderfire Bomb!? Explosive!?"

"No, impossible! The power cannot be so great, and didn't you smell it? There is not a trace of gunpowder smoke!!"

"...Is it a Thunder Bead, a Thunder Bead that can only be used by those with a hundred years of cultivation and great merits who possess pure Yin!?"

"There is no Yin Qi, not a bit, only such terrifying light and heat, this is..."

"Pure Yang, this is Pure Yang Immortal Thunder!"

"Immortal!? Is there really an immortal!?"

Countless ghost cries and wolf howls turned into real wails. For a time, I don't know how many people ran down or jumped down from the Ghost Fan Tower, and these famous cultivators only wished they had two more legs.

"Don't be afraid! That must be a treasure given to them by their elders. How many can they have!? We have many people, kill them!"

"Pure Yang opportunity!!"

At this time, a thin man jumped down from the private room, and at the same time, he shouted loudly.

The wailing was silent for a moment, and then hundreds of figures and black shadows surrounded the three from all directions.

Even though they were still a distance away from the three, even Wu Pifu felt a real cold oppressive feeling rushing toward him. This was not an illusion of momentum, but a real cold power, or energy.

"...Is this the strength of baseline reality 0.7?"

The three were horrified in their hearts. Even before they got close, they could feel the terror of these evil cultivators. Any one of them was much stronger than the original half-paper man, so the three stood back to back and began to quickly, rapidly, and massively...

Throw metal beads.

In an instant, everyone who was about to pounce was stunned.

Facing them were dense, at least dozens or hundreds of "Pure Yang Immortal Thunders," and then...

Rumble...

The Ghost Fan Tower did not even support for a second, and directly collapsed and shattered!