Among the original targets of awakening the law were Zhu Polong from Yinfeng Valley and Lao Xiong whose cultivation level was about to break through. Unexpectedly, they were taken over by Tu Shanjun.

The bearskin was draped on Li San's body, and he followed the traces to Huaifeng, where he discovered the Zunhun Banner.

There is no big demon with powerful cultivation in Fengboqiu, so the issue of Buddhist beads has been put on hold.

Expand the jade slip map to identify directions and different boundaries.

…

At midnight.

This street market is brightly lit and there is an endless stream of people coming and going.

Just as the monk was about to walk over, he was warned by a person hiding in the shadow: "The ghost market has its own rules. Don't cause trouble randomly."

Juefa proclaimed the Buddha's name in his heart and received his waist badge before entering the ghost market.

Like everyone else, he wore a black robe and a mask to cover up his aura.

After all, the Netherworld is the territory of demons and ghosts. Juefa relies on a large sect, and when he comes here, he will inevitably be targeted by ghosts and monsters, so he conceals his appearance and aura.

Ripples rippled in front of him, and the street market that was originally a bit like a lake suddenly became clear.

Tu Shanjun inside the banner was in good spirits.

The ghosts and ghosts walking slowly around are a sight to behold.

At a glance, there are at least hundreds of sane ghosts on the street. Not to mention those monsters that have not yet taken off their prototypes, and there are also some beautiful female fairies making poses.

Tu Shanjun thought it was a brilliant idea to let Ding Xie bring him to the ghost land.

Thinking of Ding Xie, Tu Shanjun stood there for a long time and sighed quietly.

I disliked him for talking too much when he was alive, but after his death he became silent.

For three years, there was no one to talk to.

The wind and sand are a bit heavy and a bit confusing.

…

"How about doing something big if you feel like it?"

"As long as you use the soul flag, I guarantee that this place will be in trouble, and not a single ghost will be able to escape."

Hearing Tu Shanjun's message, Juefa couldn't laugh or cry.

Gang hurriedly apologized: "Senior, please don't play tricks on the young monk. The young monk does not doubt the strength of the senior, but he interferes too much."

"The ghost city here belongs to Dahei Mountain. Dahei Mountain has a ghost king at the master level. Dahei Mountain also has many allies, so it is not easy to provoke them."

Tu Shanjun curled his lips. Once there are too many demons and ghosts, they will collude with each other to form a force.

Picking one out at random is like digging a sweet potato out of the ground, pulling it out and making it pop.

Tu Shanjun is not afraid of the so-called master ghost king.

When it comes to the realm of the master, there are four in the flag.

Whether the Black Mountain Ghost King can be the opponent of the three-body demon ghost is a question.

Of course, Hu Chui is very grand, but it is difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. Without the support of magic power, it is all empty.

Moreover, Juefa will not use his magic power to activate the magic weapon of the Soul Flag.

Using demons to control demons is not what righteous Buddhism does.

How could he use this magic weapon to kill people if he strictly abides by the rules and regulations?

…

"Deep Epiphyllum."

Tu Shanjun's eyes lit up.

He had studied elixirs to dilute the Yingyue Golden Elixir, but unfortunately the potency of Bishuihua was limited and could not be further diluted.

The Yin Yue golden elixir liquid supplies the Yin ghosts within the banner, and even the Yin spirits building the foundation cannot withstand the power of such medicine.

After they were blown into ashes, Tushanjun had to spend the Yinhun Dan to help them condense their bodies again.

"Juefa, buy the nine-petal elixir that is black and a little white. When you leave the market, I will return the spirit stone to you."

Juefa thought that it would be okay to buy it, so he walked to the stall and asked, "I wonder how much this elixir costs?"

The figure raised his head, revealing a fox mask.

It's just that the antlers raised up high don't look like a fox monster at all.

"Fellow Taoist has good eyesight. This deep epiphyllum is two thousand years old and has powerful medicinal power. If it weren't for the fact that I wanted to replace it with a pill that can break through the bottleneck, I wouldn't be willing to sell it."

"Fellow Taoist, you can take it if you bid two thousand low-grade spiritual stones."

The deer demon said sincerely, but found that the customer who asked about the price was standing there.

It was as if there were roots under his feet, and he didn't speak or move.

"Do you have any concerns, fellow Taoist?"

The deer demon looked at the man and said as if he had suffered a big loss: "In this way, the cheapest is only 1,700, which is the lowest price. No two-thousand-year-old elixir has this price."

Tushanjun was also a little surprised and looked away.

Under the mask, Monk Juefa's face had turned red.

The hand hidden in the sleeve robe didn't know when it pinched the old-looking talisman. His spiritual consciousness was deeply hidden, but he scanned the talisman in his hand over and over again.

It's all a scene of embarrassment unknown to outsiders.

Tushanjun understood immediately.

He used the magic power of Jue Fa to take out the holding talisman that stores spiritual stones, and stuffed the holding talisman over it.

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Chapter completed!